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Mysterysong gritted her teeth as there was a spike of pain in her shoulder. Her brain told her there was about twenty seconds until it gave up. When she had been injured the last time, she had had somewhere to run. This time, she was trapped, and the countdown had started.
Nineteen.
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Mysterysong felt her head hit the ground as the pain increased once again until it was unbearable. Her vision constricted as she let out a screech of pain and all rational thought was abandoned. Her eyes were still open, but wouldn't be soon.
Five.
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The countdown had stopped at five. Mysterysong looked up at her attacker, feeling strength slowly returning to her. She heard the death threat and decided to act to prevent it. She attempted to try and kick Kale in the stomach, although her head was still pounding.
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Her leg felt like it was exploding. Torture neverending, luck never coming. Mysterysong managed to concentrate through the pain-just. She grabbed a metal scrap with her tail and attempted to stab Kale's chin with it. She wasn't usually vicious, but, unsurprisingly, she didn't care right now.
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More pain. But Mysterysong couldn't give up now. She attempted to curl up her body before lunging for Kale's ear. Something permanent to remember me by.
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Mysterysong no longer felt the pain in her head because her leg hurt more. Her being slammed to the floor again didn't affect her, as such. "Might ask you...the same thing." Part of her was terrified, but survival instinct had taken over. This guy seemed to like a fighter, and she couldn't be nice to everyone!
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Mysterysong simply let herself be dragged, maybe this new place would be closer to the surface. She could feel that this place had no air from the surface. Because of her wings, she had learnt to gauge wind speed and currents at an early age. Ow. Leg. Tail. Stop thinking, start being sensible!
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Mysterysong saw Kale leaving and breathed a sigh of relief. In the scuffle, he had completely forgotten to do anything to her wings! She still had a valid form of escape. She saw, on the edge of the wall, an escape hatch with most of the ladder rungs broken off. There was a tiny amount of light coming from it. This is my chance! Mysterysong crept out of the carriage and over to the light. All she needed was one good flap. And suddenly- whoosh, and it looked like she had disappeared. She was actually resting three paws on the top rung and her back on the opposite wall, breathing quietly so no-one heard.
//can I do escaping now?
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Mysterysong heard Kale underneath her. She intended to keep quiet, let him walk away.
Crack!
Thunk.
Thud.
The crack was the wall of the escape hatch warning her, saying to run. She didn't hear it over her own heartbeat.
The thunk was the wall giving way, then the winged cat falling down, to her in slow motion.
The thud was Mysterysong's limp body impacting with the floor below.
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Who is that cat below me?
Mysterysong looked down at the black cat with the pale green wings. She pitied the girl, she looked tired and world-weary. A face that had seen more than her age indicated. A body with healed breaks, covered in bruises and weird green stripes...
The world is in reverse.
Gradually, her vision cleared, and the jet black cat turned into a white one, with crimson wings and bloody nicks in her fur. Her head was red and white, one of her legs bent at an odd angle. Her flank was rising and falling haltingly, as if it was not quite sure how to breathe. The same cat, unharmed, invisible to those awake, smiled sadly.
Hang in there, Mysterysong.
//how long will this bit take?
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Mysterysong had been keeping as still as possible, making her breathing look like that of a cat on death's door. The moment she saw Shagul pounce, she lunged the other way, wings powering her up and forward. Over the next minutes, she would fly, run and fly again, but would eventually find a remote edge of her torturer's territory. Got to keep going! She took off, flying higher and higher, a trail of blood from high above.
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I see your custom title...what a coincidence! Making the thread now.
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Here we go again.
Mysterysong had exhausted her wings after nearly a day of flying, and had limped into this forest. She didn't want to stop running until she was either safe or dead. Dead would be a whole lot easier. The winged cat slowed down when she saw a ramshackle house in a small clearing; delapidated and wooden with metal spikes sticking out. No, I should keep going, there are no cats h-
Her back leg completely gave way, leaving her lying on her stomach, feeling blood seeping into the ground.
>>trigger warning starts here
I give in. Not worth it, is it? Just going to be tortured again. Mysterysong crawled towards one of the spikes. Goodbye, please don't make this harder than it is already. There was a sudden lunge, a snap, a thud on the ground.
The feline lay there, one wing bent at an odd angle, ground around her right front paw deep crimson. Unconscious, but not dead.
So, so close.
//okay, that's a wrap, I would advise waiting for Xion, these two are in a plot. Injury list: head injury, scratches from barbed wire all over, dislocated left back leg and tail, broken wing, slit wrist(the only reason she's alive is a patch of grass stopping some of the blood), one broken rib.
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There was the black and green cat again. Another being was beside her, patching up her green (fading, changing, red) wounds. If anyone was taking down her life, then this was her second out-of-body experience in as many days. She looked at her own white fur, visible only to her, as her physical form breathed shallowly below.
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Wait. What is she doing to my l-
Even though she wasn't in that body, Mysterysong felt that. It was excruciatingly painful, like the edges of her bones had turned to hot irons. As the first feelings faded, she felt a pain in her wing, her tail, her chest, her head...all the injuries she had.
All of them.
And the scream in that spirit body came out as a rather pathetic moan in the physical.
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//it was banged hard against a rough concrete floor, so a pretty bad bleed and a bit of confusion.
Mysterysong looked up, seeing Xion's concerned face above her. "Wh-where am I?" She knew the general location-old wooden house, far away from Shagul. But where was that? She just continued looking, as she couldn't do much else without it hurting.
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//nooooo! Maykit can't go. I have a charrie in Stellarclan!
*runs off into the distance*I'M COMING, FORD!
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