We Are The Specials

Oh Dear

2010-07-24T01:02:00.000-07:00

It seems that we have neglected our blog.

A lot has happened in the past couple of years... too much indeed.

For those still reading, we are sorry for our negligence.

For those still interested, tell us so.

Cati and I have had two years worth of adventures.

It has been fun.

Lith's Blog

2008-11-02T11:32:00.001-08:00

"Well..." I started, not looking at him, "If you weren't so bloody full of yourself, that might help a little."

He came to stand to my right, just out of sight of my peripheral vision. "Hmm..."

I groaned and closed my eyes, wishing Driscol away, "Please. Don't agonize me. I might end up kicking you."

A noise issued from his throat that I was not prepared for.

He was chuckling?!

"Seeing that that tree didn't stand much a chance, maybe I should be a little more courteous."

I scoffed. "Yeah. Maybe you should."

"Like not telling you that you look like an ugly rag doll."

My eyes snapped open and I whirled around. "WHAT?!"

He sat down, crossing his legs Indian style and gestured to my clothes... which I had totally forgotten. I wasn't in my combat suit anymore... I was in those sweats Darvire had given me...
My fury subsided, if only slightly. "Oh..."
"Yeah."
"Shut. Up." I turned back around and leaned against the trunk again. "Now, why are you here?"
"Well, one of two reasons was to remind you that you have those despicable, hideous rags on that would shame your father--"

Holy. Fudge. He serious?
That did it.

Snarling, I jolted to my feet and lunged at him.

Laughing, Driscol jumped out of my way and nimbly to his feet. "and into--"

I stumbled as I jumped at him again, my wounded leg deterring me, but he didn't move...
He let me tackle him...?
As I nailed him to the ground, he continued speaking, "some proper elven combat armor."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"No, I heard you being a total pig."

"No, you misheard... but you surprise me at your adventurous behavior..."
My eyes widened and I jumped off him. "You. Disgust. Me."

"And you, I."

"So the feeling is mutual." I turned to glaring at him, crossing my arms over my chest.
"But honestly," he turned and got a large knapsack out from behind the dead tree, "my intentions were fair."
"Amazing." I said, layering my words with sarcasm, "A bag of tricks."
"For you." Driscol tossed them to me.

We starred at each other for a moment. Then I caved. "Fine."
Blinking, my vision turned yellow. Looking at the bag, I only got cool tones... except for something, at the very bottom, that was a pulsing yellow/orange. I blinked my infrared vision off and looked at Driscol. "Something is alive in here."
He looked confused. "No..." He then nodded. "Ah, I know what you are referring to."
"And that is...?"
"The Control Crystal."
The word stung a familiar cord. I stayed silent a moment, trying to remember.
"Just open it." He urged.

Cautiously, I opened the strings of the knapsack, ready for something to spring out at me. When nothing did, I peered into the bag, and gasped. Slowly, I reached in and took out the battle gear. He had been telling the truth... surprisingly.
First I took out the armored dress-looking thing. It was a of a light green design with darker, intricate leaf embroidery along the seams. It was sleeveless, and tied up the back in a corset-like fashion. A deep mahogany belt would go around the middle. There were full-length arm gauntlets that were a dark wood brown; silver was etched into the flexible metal. Along with the gauntlets, there were mid-thigh high boots that matched the color and design. Also with that, there was a high-necked silver guard that would go around my neck completely in a graceful fashion and fell over the shoulders, clasping in the front with a slightly pulsing green stone. Though the fabric looked like it was not even able to withstand a pin prick, I knew it was tougher then a rhino's hide.

"You've got to be kidding me..." I gasped.
"Like it?" Driscol asked, seeming pleased with himself. "The metal was dug deep out of the ground had it once was shooting through space to crash many years ago into this planet. With it, we sung songs into it by the most beautiful elves anyone could fathom. The trees themselves offered their moaning melodies to make the metal bendable and made to endure most stress. Now the fabric is made out of the finest spinner spiders that live in the deep craters of the elven land and the wool of lion bears, who lounge deep in the mountains. Almost nothing can penetrate this cloth, as well it can withstand great heat, and can be dry-cleaned... if need be."

I meditated on his words, thinking up how to react to this. I replied, slowly, in elvish. "This is a great gift you have given me. One would assume it would be graced on a king or a queen, but not I... Why do you bestow this on me? And how can I be so honorably given this and not have my friends protected either wise? It would seem unfair and un-right..."

Driscol's eyes lightened up as I spoke his language flawlessly. He replied, in the same tongue, "But shouldn't a Prodigy Child be protected to the most fullest?"

"I will be putting myself in more harms way when I know I am protected thus to protect my friends and worry less about my own welfare."

Now Driscol paused. "I answer the previous question: Why do I bestow this unto you? It is because it would do my parents great honor if you accepted. I had sung to that armor myself when it was in its process. For a Destined Child of Times to be wearing something that the Skyblade family wrought, it would be the greatest feat for me and my clan."

"So, its some self serving purpose." I said in English. It was too brutish said in elvish. "And I've done nothing to prove my worth to wear this." I slowly put the things back into the bag.

Driscol was silent, and I could see anger seething underneath. "My aren't you wise. I should have been more thoughtful in giving a priceless artifact to a murderous mutt like yourself."

Again, I felt my anger stir, but I calmed myself with one deep breath. "Hey, if it restores your pride any, I'll talk to Cati and Third about this--if they're okay with it..."

This seemed to calm him. "Fine. But this is my one and only time I will offer this to you, be warned."

We stood there, me with a the knapsack, him with his solemn glare, when I was struck with a thought.
"Huh..."

"What?"

I turned my head and smiled, "You said you came to talk to me with two reasons. One was just explained. What was the other reason?"

Unknown Thirds blog

2008-05-27T14:31:00.000-07:00

I didn't really know what to think of all these new... people.
They all seemed nice, and they had helped Cati.
But at the same time, it was hard to get used to the whole... good guy thing.

Especially with my background.

The meaty dwarf started pulling random pieces of food out of one of the few bags that they brought.
He handed everything around with a pleased expression on his face.
Rolls, meat, fruit...

It was all very quiet since Lith and Discrol left.

But Cati isn't known for being quiet for very long.

"So," She said rather loudly as she bit into a hunk of meat, "Lith will be back, she just doesn't like your elf friend and doesn't want to go commando on his butt. Although, it might not have helped that he followed her."

Branduff chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck, "He just wanted to talk to her, its not often that we a Prodigy Child, I think that he's very interested in her story right now. He's a curious elf that one, though he's very good at masking his feelings... he used to be a prince you know."

"What?!" I said at the exact same time Cati said.
"Used?"

Branduff, liking our expressions, almost laughed at the sudden response,
"He was exiled, sent to help the rebels, but that's another story altogether. It's not mine to tell."

"So what's your story Branduff? How did you manage to be one of the people to come out here to meet us? Why do you even trust us?" Cati blurts out.
"Cati," I said gently. "If he doesn't want t-''

"I actually" Branduff cut me off. "Came out here so I could ask you specials a couple questions about whereabouts of my brothers before you arrived back to where we're taking you. But before you say anything let me explain."

He paused and played with a blade of grass. "I thought," he said almost to himself. " if I help you, maybe you would help me."

Cati nodded and settled into me, ready for the story.

"There were rumors going around that the Mistress wanted to do some testing on dwarfs at the time, I never thought it would be my kin... We were ambushed one night, all three of us were guarding the outer wall of our village, many, many leagues from here. They came out of nowhere..." He flinched slightly as he recalled that night. "We didn't see it coming, they had left us alone for so long... I never thought that it would happen so quickly..."

I took a breath and tried to steady myself...
I can't let my body get rigid... Cati will feel it.

Her wonderful eyes were wide with wonder, obviously she didn't have any idea of this mission.
She was probably still in basic Special training at the time...

"The two of them were silent, but incredibly strong and deadly. One was male... the other female, or at least from what I could tell."
He picked up a roll and started absently chewing on it.

"My brothers and I fought, but we were no match for these soldiers... They were targeting my brothers, I could tell in the way they fought and moved, I wasn't a priority. My brothers fought with a bravery that would have graced our mother with pride; they were fine... fine warriors of our clan... But... those two Specials... they had knocked me out within a couple of minutes of the fight, a pressure point, and when I woke up the next day, I was bruised... and my brothers were gone."
True sorrow entered his eyes, a pain like nothing I'd ever seen.

Regret entered my heart...

I realized, my arm had gone tight and stiff around Cati, she didn't notice, to caught up in Branduff's story. I tried to loosen my grip.

"Abhey, which means fearless, was my older brother's name, he was tall... for a dwarf... and had a long salt and pepper beard. Derex, was my younger brother, he had a long blond beard and the lightest kindest blue eyes you will ever see.''

I flinched slightly. Their voices had entered my head... begging for mercy...

"Have you seen them around your headquarters?"

Cati looked up at him, "No," She said chewing slightly on her lip "I've never seen any dwarfs at the Facility..."

Cati nudged me,
"What about you Third? You've been around longer then I have..."

Then, and only then, I was very glad that she couldn't see my face.

"No," I said steadily. "Never."

Branduff's eyes were filled with grief and regret.
"Thank you." He said quietly.

My thoughts were racing...
My past long behind me, but still close at the same time.
And my future, here in my arms...

Lith's Blog

2008-03-28T10:32:00.001-07:00

Green flashed pass... My anger some what ebbing away. But not quite.

I needed to find one good thing to kick.

Thoughts of that infuriating elf ran though my head again. His smug face, his princely features, his flawlessness, his egomanical thoughts... or his stonely silence...

I needed to find one good BIG thing to kick.

Why was I running around in the forest instead back at the clearing with the others?

Basically it went like this:

Breakfast was far from my mind at that moment. So when Branduff started gathering firewood from around the near underbrush, I just starred at him. Driscol, as he walked by me, muttered coyly, "You know, you could help, instead of standing there like a deer in the path of an incoming car..." When you are standing in the presence of fantastical creatures, you tend to forget that they knew of present day things. I turned to glare at him. He looked back with a smug, faint, perfect smirk on his handsome features. "Fine then." I snapped back. I went into the surrounding wood to find some decent sized sticks. When I returned, I found Driscol setting up the sticks in a tepee style, and Branduff taking out wrapped packages out of a large bag I hadn't seen before. I walked over to the fire and dropped the pile of sticks haughtily by the elf. He looked up at me with an expressionless face.

I didn't know what annoyed me more:

Driscol acting like he's the biggest thing since the Specials...

or

masking his smug feelings making me wonder what the heck that elf is thinking.

I didn't respond and squatted by the drawf. "Sooo... where did these all come from?"
Branduff looked at me with twinkling eyes. "Ah, wouldn't ya like to know, now lass?"
I sat down and crossed my legs. "Come to think of it, yes, I would."
He only shook his head. "You'll learn later."
I sighed. "I endure how much, and I still need to wait?"
The dwarf chuckled. "For now, just enjoy this hearty meal I'll be making ya." He added on a softer note, "And if ya don't mind me sayin', can't exactly trust ya now, ya know. Seein' how you came from..." He lowered in a softer voice, "THOSE people."

He didn't have to say who for me to get who he was talking about.

The inner Special in me was infuriated, wanting to lash out and show this little drawf that he could trust me. But instead, I was met with an inner understanding. "Totally understandable." I said and tried to cover my disappointment, and I for the most part, I thought I sounded dead right convincing.

Cept for the smartly little almost inaudible scoff I almost didn't hear, even with my almost 100% elven hearing.

My head snapped around and I narrowed my eyes. My Special glare, not as terrifying or deadly as Cati's, but Special enough, pulled out its fullest strength towards Driscol, who was intently making his his tepee of sticks. I noticed a small, faint grin. He looked up casually, like he had no idea why I was trying to bore little tiny daggers through his flawlessness. With big guarded eyes, straight face, and an innocent, melodic voice, "What? I can't help it you can't be trusted because you just turn out to be some brainwashed psychopath who is probably the reason Darvire and your 'friend' Cati are hurt in the first place." He shrugged and returned to piling on the sticks I got for him, like it was the most important thing for him to do.

Usually, you would think you would like elves... You picture them as some little cute shoemaker, or some wonderful, graceful, and curtious beautiful being that hops around in leggings.

I was definitely not liking this one, who was neither.

And I could only sit there and seethe.

Or could I?

I took a near by stick as thick as my fist and snapped it in two to throw both at Driscol's artistic pile of sticks as hard has I could. He some how caught one stick with one lighting quick hand, with an audiable THWAK! against his hand. The other hit dead on.

The impact was almost satisfying.

The pile exploded basically, sticks and twigs and branches flying every which way.

It would have been so much better if they all burst into flame.

The drawf started to chuckle again. "Oh, don't mind Driscol." He said, totally ignoring the fact I demolished the elf's piece of work, "He's just haughty cause his parents made him come." I noticed with satisfaction as Driscol was calmly picking up the mess, he stiffened rigidly.

"And why did his parents make him come?" I asked without trying to cover my content.

Branduff shrugged. "You'll have ta ask him that, lass."

Oh, great. Like I was going to ask him that anytime soon.

Driscol was just one of those people...er, fantastical creature that you know you'll never be friends with or have decent conversations with them.

Branduff sighed neverously. "I know this might seem like a task, but can ya please pick up the mess ya made, Lith? I can't start makein' ya your food till the fire's cookin'."

"Believe him when he says its along time!" Mannix called. "A drawvers breakfast will usually last into mid day!! Cooking only takes longer!" He had gone off and stood the base of the clearing as a guard. "And if you don't mind, we are all hungry!"

I took a deep breath, ready for Driscol to say something that would completely make me flip out and totally not help out. But instead, he continued picking up branches.

Unknown Third (emitting his feelings) and Cati looked curiously over at us from where they sat... Where Cati sat. You only could see a moving bandages in thin air that suggested Unknown Third. Cate was giving me a warning glance, that was saying, 'Just do it, for Pete's sake. You never explode like this... like me.' Unknown was emitting, 'Do it before Cate starts laughing at you and rips her stitches.'

I let it out in one whoosh. "Fine." Sucking up pride, vainity, and a whole lot of words I would have been saying, to gather up the wood.

After I dumped a armful of sticks by Driscol, again, haughtily, I walked off to the edge of the forest.

I needed air.

Being around that elf made me uncomfortable. He was arrogant and infuriating, and made my inside Special (that I had broke way from was still there, deep inside of me, next to the new crazy thing I had become an hour before) want to leap out again. I hated my past. I really did. And Driscol didn't make it better by bringing it up.

I stood there for a moment... Just breathing and looking into the forest.

I really needed to go punch something.

But it wasn't going to be in the presence of HIM.

So that was how I ended up running about in the forest. Jumping, flying, darting, and looking for something to destroy... some of my Special instincts leaking through.

I abruptly halted infront of a tall, dead tree. The wood was mostly a grainy black, the limbs bare of leaves, save dead ones. It was an odd tree, amongst its green kin. No life stirred within its branches, if bugs didn't count.

It was perfect.

I ran back a ways, turned, and made a charge at the tree, dumping, and spinning, lashing out my foot in a spinning kick, yelling a war cry.

It was a clean cut.

I basically spun right through, cutting the tree in half some high a distance from its trunk. The wood was soft due to termites and age. I landed on the other side, and the tree fell, moaning, groaning, and not to mention crashing. A big flock of birds errupted out of the trees, squaking madly.

It was an amazing thing to see, really, and surprisingly my anger was gone.

To be replaced by pain. The euphoria of the break didn't last long. I tried to stand, and realized I would have a lovely bruise on the back of my whole lower leg. I limped painfully over to the trunk and sat down, resting my head against the bark. The forest was unusually loud. I closed my eyes, hoping my regenerating skills would kick in and lessen the pain.

But, in fact, it was the forest sounds that calmed me more. The sway of the wind, the twittering of calming birds, the rolling of bushes and leaves...

And a slight pat pat pat sound of feet.

You have GOT to be kidding me.

"Do I really bug you that much?"

Lith's Blog

2008-03-13T16:42:00.000-07:00

I flitted through the trees, recovered fully, and using my health to move swiftly almost in time with Unknown Third as he flew with Cati. I was worried about her...

I sprang from tree branch to tree trunk to the ground to a tree branch again. My leg, completely healed, helped me regain my power of strong jumping, making me leap from tree to tree; a sleek panther on a tactic mission.

This was what I was made to do.

Darvire flitted in and out besides me and ahead; always there, keeping up. My shadow.

The morning noises arouse slowly around us, chorusing a song without a beat or tune; a ruckus that made up a melody of the sunrise. The swish of wind through out the trees were the strings and winds, the slow tremolo of birds were the brass, and the sudden howls and cries of the wild made up the choir. I felt alive with anticipation, my cheeks flushed with the overwhelming sense of recklessness of nature. I've never really went this deep into the forest surrounding the Base. You never caught sight of a rabbit darting into the underbrush, or the swift casual flick of a fox tail as it went home for the day. The wild was afraid to approach us. But now, with it all around me, it was making my spirit--once captive of the Mistress--feel fearless.

The earth warmed slowly; nightly tones taking on a new attire. Ominous trees lighting. Shadows disappearing. And we were slowly going up hill.

Darvire's sudden breath right by my neck almost made me loose concentration of landing on a tree branch the size of the width of a piece of paper. He had appeared out of the shadows to take the leap right over me. He landed on the branch above, as graceful as me with my Blessed elven powers. He looked calmly at me, but yet, his face was expressionless. "Stop at the crest of the hill. Tell the others."

A mask of eerie shadows enveloped him in a cloak, shrouding him from my night vision. He disappeared.

I sensed Unknown Third and Cati flying by. I touched the space right below the lobe of my ear with my two first fingers. "Cati, Unknown Third, rendezvous at the hill."
I leapt into space.
"Copy that." Unknown Third's voice.

I broke through a tangled mess of vines and landed cat like at the top of the bare hill... which was weird. Trees led up to it, but at the rounding top, the stopped, suddenly. Darvire was standing there, hold his side painfully. Soon after, I saw a little flash of skin as Unknown Third and Cati touched down. The invisibility blanket was taken off, and Cati appeared, looking slightly pale, her head in the crook of what I would have guessed Unknown Third's neck.
"So?" Cati croaked, weak, but still sounding like... well... Cati-ish. "Where are all your fantastical people you were telling us about?"

"Arriving just now." Darvire said softly to her.

Out of the tree, arriving the opposite of the way we were coming from, four figures emerged and appeared at the top of the hill. Darvire regarded them respectfully, and the others regarded him with even more.
One was a tall proud centaur. He had the structure of a Clydesdale horse. The human torso was insanely built of muscles, and his shoulders, upper chest, and lower arms were covered in leather armor. Over a shoulder he slung had slung a bow and quiver. Hard stone like eyes looked at me kindly. Long, knotted and tangled sandy hair was tied in a complicated looking pony tail. Pardon the pun. Elfish ears poked out of the mess of hair. He was young, for you could see his youthfulness in his sharp face. He had a lance in hand.
Next in line was a short, square, and built figure of a drawf. He had a big pointy blue hat with a wide rim on that covered up a bushy bunch of reddish brown hair. You could see twinkling black eyes under his thick eye brows, a round nose above a very full and bushy beard. He wore a dark blue tunic that was suited for night, and black pants that were tucked into a large set of brown boots. A short sword hung from his side.
The brownie who sat besides him was a fierce little thing to behold. I hadn't seen a brownie for the longest of times. Like all brownies, she was a large looking cat, the size of a puma, but more lynx in characteristics. She had big purple eyes, more humanish front arms and hands, and big lynx-ish ears that were twitching everywhere. I belt could be seen under her light brownish/gray tabbied fur with bags hanging from it.
The next creature made all take a deep in breath. I hadn't seen one since my Blessing night. Cati and Unknown Third had never. The elf was a slender, graceful figure that stood proudly. He had fair blond hair that was so fine, it looked like it was made out of moonbeams. It hung down his wide shoulders more straight then I could ever manage with mine. Half of it was braided back into a half pony tail, ferns were seen woven into it and through out his head. His face was ageless, but familiar to me... possibly because I looked the same: sharp cheek bones, slanted eyes, slender neck, and a perfectly sharp nose. His eyes were green--like mine, but more dead like a decaying leaf, then mine, which were like a newly budded one. He wore a fine green tunic with a dark brown trailing jacket over it. Light brown leggings went into his fine gray slippers. On his back was the same as the centaur, and on his waist there was the same as the drawf.

Out of the four, the elf looked like he was the most unhappy to be here. When he laid his eyes on me, they lit up... if for the briefest second. It was only then he realized that I wasn't of his kind, he went back to looking too good for his assignment.

Darvire introduced them to us in order, "Mannix, Bria, Branduff, and Driscol." And then us to them. All of them nodded their heads politely, but for Driscol, who crossed his arms in an arrogant way.
I automatically liked the other three, and loathed the elf.

"Bria, if you don't mind..." Darvire started, still holding his side carefully. I thought he was going to ask the brownie about his wounds, but instead, he pointed to Cati, who looked entirely surprised. "She needs attention."

And then,

Darvire fainted.

I gasped and rushed over to his side to kneel. Bria was there seconds later. She had the smell of old spices and underbrush in her fur. She looked at me for a second then back at Darvire's unmoving form. "Ah, that little boy." She said, showing her catt-ish teeth, and having her voice startling me. It was one of a young lady, strangely sore around the edges. "Seems like he took a little nap." She lifted his shirt up to reveal a gory wound. Three large gashes had pierced his side, showing off part of his rib cage in one, something that appeared to be his stomach in the other, and just layers of muscles in the last. Oddly, a blueish liquid was pouring from the wounds. If I wasn't used to seeing things so horrible, I would have been sick. I was amazed he had survived that long without tiring.

Behind me, I heard Unknown Third lay Cati on the ground and come over to peer at the horror with us. "Wow." Was all he said. Bria looked at the air, trying to find his face. "You know what?" She asked, not expecting an answer, "I heard you were invisible, but I never knew it would be annoying for me..." She then questioned us, "How long was he traveling like this?" A pause. "20 minutes, I think." Unknown Third answered. Bria whistled. Actually, she hissed, but it sounded like a whistle. "That's a record." She sat back and crossed her arms.

Unknown Third and I starred. "W-what?!" I managed a strangled whisper. "Record? R-record for what?!"
Bria knowingly said, "That's the longest time this guy has lasted with those sorts of wounds and didn't pass out right away. His last one was only 9 minutes and 39 seconds. I remember. He'll be alright, though. He's a vampire. He can't actually die unless you shred him into millions of pieces. But the price you pay is dealing with the pain. It'll take him a couple of hours to recuperate. Until then..." She turned and trotted off towards Cati. "Let's have a look-see, hon." Unknown Third squeezed my shoulder briefly before he followed the little hairy thing.

Crunching foot steps neared. I looked up into the faces of Mannix and Branduff. Actually, with Branduff's case, I only tilted my head up a fraction. I stood and hastily brushed off my knees. "Well, Lith, since our leader needs some time to get him self together," Branduff started with his low, gravely voice, totally unfazed by the vampire's bleeding form inches from his feet, "We's were wondering if you could tell us why he came to be about, seeing you were late and all..."
"Oh..." Still not getting over Darvire. He seemed so helpless laying there.

Abruptly, Driscol was at his side, a pillow under Darvire's head and a blanket covering him up. He flickered his eyes at me, and half smiled. It disappeared within seconds.

"Well?" He asked coolly.

I was so close to thinking he actually cared for a moment.

Shaking my thoughts into place, pride inflamed by this arrogant elf, I recapped my side of the story, unwavering. The three males listened intently, even Driscol. "It was after capturing Darvire that I realized who he was: the vampire who Blessed me on my Blessing night. We had Bonded, quick and without realizing it. It was until I saw him again, the Mistress's brainwashing and controlling techniques suddenly snapped, and had no power over me. I had a rebellious mind. I then continued to break the snare of the Mistress on Cati and Unknown Third. Cati did so almost automatically since we were Bonded, but it was difficult. Very. If you haven't been under Her influence, you have no idea what it is to regain your self control once again. We plotted, got overheard and attacked. We escaped planned again, and went back to rescue Darvire. The Mistress, unaware and too arrogant (my eyes met Driscol's), wasn't able to assemble the Guards or other Specials to stop us. Before I reached his holding cell, a Elite Special known as the Beast attacked me. I barely managed to defeat it. I got Darvire out, as well as other convicts, and attempted to get out of that facility. Thanks to the Beast, I had lost a major amount of blood, and fainted. I woke up later to find that Darvire had addressed my wounds. During this time, Cati and Unknown Third had hacked into the computer room where the Elite Special called Patchwork attacked them there. They escaped also. The details are unknown to me. We were all heading towards this meeting place, when I got shot with a tranquilizer. I woke up in the forest with Darvire still carrying me. We met up with the others after a slight mix up, and I rested in the cave. I was out when we did find each other. Darvire has an amazing singing voice (the men looked at eachother knowingly). Unknown Third addressed my wounds. We soon after left after we found out Darvire isn't the run-of-the-mill vampire. Heading out in the forest, we encountered numerous Specials as in the Harpies and the Cats. Unknown Third and Cati were first attacked by the Harpies, which I think they succeeded in killing them both. The Cats, on the other hand, attacked me and Darvire. I was still crippled at the time..." I faltered here, trying to think of how I was going to explain the next part. "Darvire was ending up fighting two brothers on his own... I... I suddenly came overwhelmed with this... power, you could say. I can't remember much other then the fact that my wounds were completely healed in the process, I kicked some major butt--according to Cati--saved Cati after she saved Darvire... and I... I..." I stopped, not daring to look at any of them. "I guess I told Winda--the leader of the Cats--to... leave. And then they did. Both Cati and Darvire were hurt in the process, as you can see here, we traveled here directly after our showdown with the Cats, and that's basically our adventure in a nut shell. And that's minus all the details."

Mannix and Branduff looked impressed. Driscol, of course, was unimpressed-looking.
"That is quite the story." Mannix said in his deeply handsome voice. "Amazing for someone of your talents." It was just after he said that that the sun peeked over the mountain range, showering us with light.

Branduff clapped happily. "Ah! Perfect! Time for breakfast!"

Cati's blog

2008-02-16T13:09:00.000-08:00

I couldn't believe it, I was looking at Thirds actual face. Or at least what I could see through my tears.

It was all a blur for a minute or two, when I finally stopped crying enough to get a clear, good look at him I was completely taken with him...

Again.

He had beautiful brunette hair that was tinted red in the sunlight, it was hanging so that one eye was almost covered. And he had the biggest blue eyes that I've seen in my life, clear blue, and there was a kindness in them. There were freckles sprinkled across his nose, and cheeks. He had pale skin, except for the blush that was still on his cheeks from our kiss only moments ago.

We were sitting on the ground, and leaning up against a huge tree. Third was holding me close to him, all I could do was stare for a couple minutes. Not seeing or hearing anything else.

"I... I can't believe that you actually..." I started but Third cut me off.

"I had to," he said gently brushing away a stray strand of hair that fell across my eyes. "If anything happened to either one of us before I had the chance to show you what I look like... I'd never forgive myself." He pecked me on the lips and smiled. It was the first time I'd ever seen his smile. It was wonderful. I had already memorized what he looked like...

"You, Cati, are my world. And the only person right now that I'm going to allow to see my face."

"Just me?" I stuttered. "What about Lith...? And why have you been so secretive about your identity all these years? I don't see anything wrong with you..."

"I... I didn't make good choices in the past, and if certain people saw my face... they'd probably take me away... forever."

"Wha-?" I started but he cut me off, I knew that was all I was going to get from him for now.

"And I'll let Lith see me when the time is right, which isn't now. She's already gone trough so much, she doesn't need to know that she's traveling with someone who..."

Twang!

Something went though me. My Lith senses were tingling...

"...So that's why can't let her see my face." Third finished.

"Huh? I'm sorry Third," I said running my hand through his hair, "I totally missed that." He kissed my hand as is came down around his cheek, he had this 'look' on his face, I liked it, it made me feel... Special.

Then he pulled me in for another kiss, but I pushed away after a second or two.

"I think Lith's in trouble..." I said, my face two inches from Thirds.

Half of me knew that she was in trouble and that I needed to get up NOW and go help her, but the other half of me wanted to stay here with Third, and convince myself that nothing was wrong.

"What? That connection that you two have is coming through?" Third asked, a somewhat confused look on his face, "Right now?"

"Yeah, I'm almost positive." I sighed.

What next? And why did it have to happen now? I thought.

"Alright." Third said getting up. Then taking my hand to help me up, "Lets go."

And, POOF!

He was gone, all I could see of him is what I lacked to see of him before. Everything.

"Well," he said and I could feel his arm wrap around my waist, and I was being gently lifted off the ground. "Lets go and save the day again shall we?"

I smiled a sad, tired, smile.

Darvire and Lith weren't too far behind us, so it didn't take us too long to find them.

We flew low for about a mile and a half, then came across a scene that I wasn't hoping to see.

The Cats were there. All five of them.

Darvire was pinned to the ground, Winda, the leader, on top of him, ready to kill.

Lith couldn't get to Darvire, two of the male cats were in her way...

Something was wrong with her, her eyes were...

Glowing? When she moved, streaks of what looked like green lightning streaked out of the corners of her eyes.

"Third," I breathed, "Go help Lith, I'll do the rest."

"On it." Third said quietly.

I circled around in the forest, trying to get a batter position to attack Winda poised on Darvire's chest.

Got it.

I silently flew from the cover of the forest, I had at least one second before Winda saw me.

She screeched and pushed all her weight off of Darvire, leaping up in the air, and coming straight at me.

SMACK!

We hit the ground rolling. Darvire punched one of the Cats in the stomach, and kicked the other in the head to make a quick escape into the shadows.

Winda, still making unearthly cat-like noises, was clawing at every part of my body. She managed to make a huge gash right next to my rib cage.

I screamed in pain kicked her off of me, then grabbed a fist full of the hair on her head, and smashed it hard against a tree.

She bent over in dizzying pain, I kicked her hard in the back, knocking her to the ground.

She spun around quickly and swiped one long leg under mine and knocked me to the ground. She then did a nimble jump onto my body, pinning me down then. Her back feet resting painfully on my knees, one un-normal hand grasping my arms above my head.

Gosh, she was good at that.

"None of you ever learn, do you?" She said smugly. "Your such an easy opponent aren't you little Cati? Always controlled by anger."

I tried pushing her off me, but she had a good hold.

"I would think that you'd be the angry one," I said calmly, trying to get as much air as I could in me, "You're the one who's a freakish mutation that doesn't deserve to live on this planet. You, and your so-called 'family' are an abomination. I will be glad when one day your altered DNA get the better of you... and well, you know what happens then." I glared at her and spat the last words out with such venom I almost saw her wince.

But instead she hissed in my face. Her eyes going almost all black and her face stretching back to reveal every cat-like tooth in her head.

She raised her paw in the air, her razor-like claws gleaming in morning sun...

I knew then that I was going to die.

At least I went down fighting.

I laughed softly, and closed my eyes, awaiting my death to befall me.

At least I had seen Thirds face...

The weight on my chest was suddenly gone.

Why wasn't I... you know... dead?

I sat up and looked around. Behind me I saw Thirds sword swinging around in the air, going back and forth savagely. Darvire was standing right beside Third (from what I could tell) in a fierce battle position. The four male cats were in a... line? Jeez, what was this? The freaking military? How did he... ?

To my left Lith, eyes glowing bright green, had Winda pinned against a tree. The cat's eyes were filled to the brim with fear. Lith was saying something to her that I couldn't hear.

I realized then what all the males were staring at.

Lith.

They were... scared of her. Really freaking scared...

What did she do?

What was she doing?

Suddenly Lith dropped Winda to the ground, leaving a her catty imprint in the bark of the tree. The cat got up quickly and signaled her clan with a low growl. A look of defeat on her face, mixed with fear. She kept glancing back at Lith...

Winda and her clan lumbered off on all fours into the forest. Gone.

I heard a muffled charades of footsteps behind me.

"Cati!" It was Third. "Are you okay? I thought you were going to die!" He picked me up and hugged me against his invisible body. His hand stroking my hair.

"I'm fine," I said into his chest. He was holding my head there. "And I'm not going to die any time soon." I smiled weakly pushing away. My injury made itself known to me once again.

I winced, and put my hand onto where Winda had swiped me.

Blood.

Great.

I felt Thirds hand take mine and bring it downwards, then felt his fingers going over the wound.

"You said that you were fine..." Third said, almost to himself.

Darvire was standing in front of me. His eyes said he was confused with the slant of his eyebrows.

"You... you would have died for me..." He said quietly, slightly cynical. "Why?"

"Well, I couldn't just let you die. You mean a lot to Lith... and-"

"CATI!" Lith said running to me. Her eyes were back to plain ol' green.

She grabbed me into a HUGE hug. She was talking way too fast, all I heard was "You" And "Some animal".

"Wait," I said pushing away from her, not liking all the attention on me. "Would you mind explaining what happened when you know... your eyes were... oh, I don't know... GLOWING??? And how did you get Winda and her clan to leave??"

She took a step back, her body was fully healed. She moved easily, I could see that. Her leg didn't trouble her, and she didn't have any trouble hugging me to death with her arm.

"I don't know what happened." She said honestly. Then went on describing what she felt before it happened. "Like some animal was... inside of me... and all of a sudden... it came out... I don't know how else I can describe it..." She sighed and rubbed her eyes.

"And that's when I saw you then sped over there, Winda about to kill you. I think I just suddenly jolted over there, snagged her by the neck, and pinned her against that tree and... talked to her."

"What did you say?" Darvire asked, holding a ripped piece of his shirt against a wound.

Lith's face went blank...

"I don't know. I can't remember... But whatever I said it worked."

"Obviously." I said.

"Well," Third said, "We need to get out of here, find a place to treat our wounds and sleep a little."

Darvire shook his head, "Were nearly there." He said painfully, "Just another 10 miles or so. My people have healers, one of which is waiting there for us. We're better off if we just do our best to get there as quickly as possible."

"Okay," Third said, picking me up.

"What are you??" I started.

"I'm helping you."He said simply.

"Its just a little scratch..." I protested, trying to break free.

"No, its not. Just let me do this." He said sweetly grasping me tighter.
"Fine." I said stubbornly.

"On we go then." Lith said.
Darvire blinked, then slowly led the way onward.

All I was hoping for now was that we'd actually get to this 'meeting point' without something else horribly tragic happening.
Like that was going to happen.

Lith's Blog

2008-01-13T13:13:00.000-08:00

I abruptly woke up; my eyes snapped open.

Something was off. Not wrong... but bad enough to make me wake up. I was getting vibes... Like something just popped out and scared you so your body sends out adrenaline.

Darvire noticed me. "You're awake?"

"Something happened to Cati... They were fine when I fell asleep..." I paused, trying to figure out the feelings in my gut. "Something... attacked them... But they're fine... I think."

"How do you know?" Darvire asked, amazed.

"The Bonds... when we're separated, they're stronger." I sighed. "Imagine they're like a bow string. Cati at one end and I'm at the other. The farther we're a part, the taunter the string. And when something happens--like if someone plucks one end of the string--there's a vibration the whole entire length. If something went bad for Cati, I get the vibes from her... Does that make sense?"

"Partly... yes I think so."

"I just don't know if they're alright..."

"Then we better hurry then to find out." Darvire said.

The forest flicked in and out of view faster then before (like an old movie tape), making me almost nauseated to the stomach.

The little twangs of vibes lessened as we got nearer to Cati and Unknown Third. I had opened up my link again, but theirs were turned off. My mind absently ran through a comment made of what seemed long ago... Darvire said he used to help dress his little sister... I wonder what she's like... They must all be beautiful... I was about to ask...

As a wild war cry of a wild cat ran through the night. My voice stuck in my throat.

Darvire had felt me tense up. "What's wrong?... its only a night beast."
I shook my head, "That's what you think." I said. I squirmed a bit. "We have to stop."
"Why? We're almost to Cati and Unknown Third."
"You just have to--" But my words were cut off as I was flung into the air and carelessly rolled through bushes.
A different cry ran through the air; fierce and terrifying; and it almost sent a chill to my bones. I knew the cry, and often was grateful its killing song was not sung for me.

But now it was.

My wounds throbbing painfully, I got up, preparing for them. There were five: 4 men and one woman. All were from southern countries. Two were relatives, the other siblings, and one loner. They all were black at one point. Their fighting talents and sense of balanced matched their feline characteristics.

That was why the Mistress kidnapped them to mutate all into ferosioius cats.

Abiodun and Demissie were father and son. We didn't exactly get along back at the Deman'eraz base, but we weren't enemies either. Abiodun (meaning fighter) is a man of his late thirties. Or I should say, WAS. He is now a sleek killer. The same with his son, who's name meant 'One who destroys'. They were said to be from the rainforests. Both stand 7ft tall, their legs mutated to those of a large feline. Hands have pads and claws that come out between. Black hair covers their body like that of a panther. Their faces have a promenant feline features with the mouths to match. They both had tails, and you all know where they are. These were the two first experiments of cats, and so they lacked many human characteristic they once had. Oddly, the two were more human in brains.

The siblings were different from these two. They might have looked more human, but their brains lay with their muscles. All had the lower legs built like a cat's. The eldest, Sundyata, was as wild as his name (who meant Hungry Lion). He was as huge as a body builder on steroids. His sandy hair was a wild mess that surrounded his head and shoulders. His eyes were round slits, his ears were of a lion's, and his mouth held an insane amount of sharp teeth. Sand colored hair covered his lower arms and legs and his lower torso. He too had a tail; a lion's tail. His nails of his hands were actually claws. He stood over 7 ft tall and was covered in odd, tan colored tattoos. His younger brother, Gahiji, the hunter, was built like Sundyata, but looked more like a cheetah.

Winda, the one who hurts, was the last of the five. She was tinier, and probably the youngest, but yet their leader.

She was small, nimble, quick, clever, and had no defined cat characteristics. She was the last of the experiments. She was just in the limbo line of feline and human. Winda had a wild mane of brown hair that covered up her very cattish ears. Her face was one of a young woman, but when she opened her mouth it changed. Brown hair fringed the sides of her face, the back and sides of her neck and receded down her body. She was naked but for the fact the hair covered up the necessary parts. Her hands were different. The hand part was elongated a couple more inches then normal so if she crouched down, she could run on all fours without arching her back. She had extractable claws in both her hands and feet. Winda was known for the killing cries. The others just mimicked hers, but you could always tell when it was Winda yowling: it was like a panther howling like a wolf with an eerie echo behind it.

And I was looking at her now.

"Winda..." I said, as if we were in a formal meeting. "What a pleasure." She looked like a crazy Amazon warrior cat lady.

She leapt down from the tree above me to land softly on the ground. "Ah, Lith." She looked over me, with a half hidden curious look. "You look awful dear." You could see her canine's as she talked. "Sorry we had to meet in these circumstances."

We were friends back at the base. We chatted and sometimes got bites to eat together, but she had the mood swings of a pregnant woman: she would be friends with you one day--dear enemies the next. I could see which one she was now.

I shrugged. "Somethings can't be helped."

Winda looked thoughtful. "It could have been if you hadn't ran away." She pointed out.

"Point taken." I sighed and took a big gulp of air. My wounds hurt. "So what are you here for? To take me in or annihilate us?"

"Finally an interesting turn." She folded her arms behind her back. "Well, the Mistress has strictly ordered us to kill everyone but you." She smiled. "Nice, huh? You were always a formidable opponent, and I have to admit that I did look up to you. I was quite glad that I didn't have to kill you."

My blood ran cold.

"What happened to Cati and Unknown Third?" My voice came out in a whisper of accusation.

Winda smirked. Her night blue eyes flashed. "You think we killed them? Not to fear dear; their blood isn't on our hands." She paused dramatically as I sighed with relief, "But it might be on the Haprie girls'."

Oh... no!!! "Those sick! Twisted! Daughters of--!!..." I hissed disgustedly.

Anger suddenly boiled up from the depths of me, cutting off my next sentence as adrenaline coursed my veins and diminished my pains. Some part of my brain told me to take control of the situation, but this new found feeling told me to let go.
It was unheard of a Special to get mad like this--we bottled it and channeled it into fighting energy. Specially for the Elite Specials. We might act mad and taunt, but never did a real rage over come us. That was why we were so good.

I gasped. I couldn't understand myself. My clenched fists unclenched, my breathing started to calm, and I spread out my legs so I was evenly balanced though out my body. A weird calm was sent through my body. One thought passed my consciousness: 'I must not get caught. I must escape. Survive.'

Distantly I heard Winda asking, "Uh, Lith? Are you coming peacefully or not?"

"Try not." I distantly heard myself saying in a soft menacing breath.

I heard when a person goes into a rage, they started seeing red.

I was seeing green.

Winda sounded huffed. "Oh, come on, Lith! The Mistress said not to kill you, but it never meant I couldn't hurt you." She paused, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

The next was all a dream.

I had clenched my hands abruptly, darted forward with a wild war cry, so unlike myself, and nailed Winda in her stomach with a fist, winding her. With a surprising force, she had flew back, the look of surprise written all over her face, and landed 20 ft in a bush.

Two loud growls around me had told me two other Cats were around. I crouched down, growling myself. I was unstoppable, powerful, and a beast myself. Nothing could stop me.

Far off, I heard Darvire yell, "LITH!!!!"

The beast in me turned and started to run with amazing agility towards the cry of help, leaping over bushes, on to tree branches, flying through leaves; repeatedly.

But I was unused to this power and didn't notice three others following me.

I broke out of dense clump of vines, and saw Darvire desperately fighting his own against Sundyata and Gahiji. He was constantly popping in and out of their shadows, landing blows, but the Cats were constantly moving, and landing more hits then he was. He was bleeding from the wounds. He didn't know how to fight these two. Sundyata managed to hit him over the head--accidently--with his tail, and Darvire spun around, unbalanced. The brothers took the advantage and pinned him to the ground with their massive hands.

"You little--!" A familiar voice screeched behind me as she tackled me from behind. We tumbled and rolled, and I ended up with my face planted in the dirt. Two pairs of rough, padded hands nailed my arms to the ground. Hands grabbed my hair and yanked my head upward. I briefly got a look at Winda's feet before a harsh blow landed across my face. A normal humans skull would have shattered on that impact; mine only smarted painfully. I tasted blood in my mouth. Winda raised my head higher, pulling hair, and straining my neck. "If you ever try pulling something like that on me EVER. AGAIN. I will do more then give you a love tap, you hear me, you wrench?!" She hissed, her breath smelt of raw meat. She dropped my head. I heard her order the other two cats, father and son, not to let me get away.
"I'm going to deal with the... thing."

I gasped a lung full of dirt.

Darvire! My self thought through to the beast outside of me. A sudden wave of rage and strength coursed through me. I got my legs underneath me, swung my arms, twisting my body upwards, spinning the Cats off my me. They went crashing into trees.
I started towards Darvire and Winda, as she walked casually towards him. She slowly drew out her long claws in one hand. Looking over her shoulder, she looked back at me with an amuzed face.
But the other two tumbled in front of me, blocking my path.

I tensed my mucles and tried to jump over the two, but they reacted too quickly, jumping up to catch my feet and slam me into the ground. My head cracked against a rock.

NO!!!!!! NO NO NO NO NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rage boiled, but it could do nothing as Winda stood over Darvire, poised, hand raised, poised for the perfect kill...

Unknown Thirds blog

2007-12-29T15:00:00.000-08:00

We were flying ahead, making sure it was clear of any Specials. I flew like Superman, if you will, with Cati on my back with a special blanket wrapped around her so it made her to invisible.

"Third?" she asked. We hadn't spoken for several hours, other then to report back to Lith. We recently found out she had fallen asleep. She did really need it… with those wounds… my train of thought trailed off as Cati started playing with my hair.

I wore goggles when she did not. Her night vision was better then mine naturally, but nearly as good as Lith and Darvire’s. It was near dawn anyway. The horizon was red with light.

"Hm?"

"What does your face look like?"

"You'll find out later," was my automatic response. My eyes flickered over the landscape, searching for ill hidden foes.

"Why don't you want me to see it? Is it ugly? I don't think it is..."

I chuckled, "No. It’s not that..." I sighed. "It’s... complicated."

Cati huffed. "Well, it can't be more complicated then the situation we are in now. Let’s recap, shall we? First, we capture a rouge vampire, hailing from a rebel group, to only find out he knew Lith and Tied with her, which I still find mind boggling because it took years for me and Lith to Tie. Then, Lith suddenly wants to become a Traitor, and just DITCH the Specials, just to help out this guy. Lith get's seriously hurt, and then we find out Darvire is some serious, highly dangerous royal vampire—that he’s from a whole different RACE. In the process we're dragged into it, getting deeper and deeper into this thing, and finding out that this organization is bigger then the Speicals thought to believe. Now we're on the run of our lives from the whole Specials gang, meeting up with people we don't even know. If that ain't complicated to you... then I don't know what is!"
I lifted the goggles and I rubbed my tired eyes. "Oh... fine. I trust you."

"Well, heck yeah you should."
"Where's Lith and Darvire?"
"Some many miles behind. Like 50 or so. Closing on 45. geez that guy can move fast." she tightened her grip she had around my neck. "What are you planning to do?"

"Just finding a spot..."

It was then a sudden flock of birds flew up from a tree below, into us, squawking.
Cati cursed. "What was that for?" she said after the flurry of feathers had passed us "Don't birds usually SLEEP at night?"
I nodded, suddenly worried. "Yeah."
A vicious screech filled the air.
"What—?!" Cati started.
Two figures, tinted green from the goggles, flew up out of the trees, cawing, screeching, and hissing.
"The Harpies!!!!" I yelled.

The Harpies were a set of girl twins, Mea and Lea, granted with the power to fly... with a set back. Their arms grew feathers, becoming wings, their voices scratchy and bird like, and their lower legs changed into bird legs. The Mistress took them in, and made them wild women fighters with scary sharp claws coming out of their wings and feet. Deadly beauties that fought from the sky. They had to live off Special campus, guarding the surrounding area because of their blood thirsty demeanor made them a threat to their colleagues. Both had pall skin, and green and brown feathers that covered their arms, chest, and thighs. Tattered, has-been skirts were wrapped around their waists. Both had luminescent green eyes, long, preened, brown hair, and mouths filled with razor sharp teeth.

"Awe man! Can’t they ever take a break?!" Cati groaned angrily. It was scary angry too, like she was ready to rip off their mutated heads. Unexpectedly she leapt off my back and at the nearest sister. "DIE YOU UGLY DUCKLING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she screeched, pounding at her head with a fury of fists. The Harpy retaliated my hissing and trying to claw at her face. They plummeted to the ground, through trees and branches as the sister was unable to fly when fighting with a Cati on them.

"CATI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed. I started to dive after them when the second sister slashed at my face, nicking my chin. She swooped out of view, to crash into my back, making me dip toward the trees. I yelled and lashed out at her. She swerved out of view, to kick me in the side. I need to get an advantage! So I shot straight up into the night sky to spot the flying devil. The Harpy looked around, confused. I took out my sword and dove. She saw me at last second and shot out of the way. I managed to hit her side. She screamed and shot at me, talons slashing. I parried her clawed hands and tried to finish her off.

Now don't get me wrong; after the Specials, I was done with killing things... but when you're in the fight of your life for you and other.... you just have to make those kinds of decisions. Almost like dog-eat-dog, but more like, if one of has to die, it’s going to be you.

I swooped below the Harpy. She turned and dove at me. I quickly flew to the side, slashing my sword at her as she passed. And succeeded. She screamed the most awful scream I've heard in ages as I took off her hand. It was like someone dragging finger nails across your eardrum. I took the advantage of her pain to cry a battle yell and take the finishing blow. I hit a spot that I knew would kill her instantly, her lifeless body fell towards the earth, hitting of what seemed every branch possible, nor the thud her body made as it hit the ground.

The ground.

Cati.

Oh. My. Gosh.

"CATI!" I exclaimed and took a nose dive towards the ground. I stumbled as I touched down. "Oh, Cati, Cati, Cati… Where are you?!" I looked frantically around, looking for the bodies... NO. not Cati's, the Harpy bodies... Cati wasn't dead--she couldn't be dead... "Oh no… no… no!" I moaned when, in the goggles, I saw a lump of what looked like a body in underbrush. I swept the bush away.

It was only a log.

“Cati…”

Abruptly, something tackled me from the side and held me to the ground. I was about to attack it when I realized it was sobbing into my usable chest. “Stupid, stupid boy!” she said, “why are you invisible?! Why?!” she was hysterical with sobs. “When I saw that body falling, I thought it was you, and how I would never see you visible and alive… you stupid boy!” The next words were too chocked up in her cries. I too, realized, I was crying, if silently. I discarded my goggles. I clutched Cati close and just laid there with her, savoring the sent of her hair, and the dip of her body as she clutched to me. I thought I had lost her, and now I realized that is how much I care for her and her for me, even if she couldn’t see me. How I would miss her if anything happened to me. How much it would hurt both of us.

If one of us were to die, she would deserve to see me how I truly am before that to happen. I thought with a big huge suck up of shame and misery.

Slowly after the tears subsided, I quietly asked, "Cati?"

“Yes?” She hiccuped.

“I think you surely, truly deserve, with out a doubt, to see me un-invisible. If one of us were to… you know—happen like something similar to tonight… I just want you to remember what I looked like…” I took a breath, “I’m just… afraid…”

Cati kissed my cheek. “The worse I can do is laugh. You’re an idiot to think I’ll drop you like a sack of potatoes if you have a birth mark the shape of a pineapple on the middle of your forehead or something. Don’t you think I already like you for who YOU are? If I was in it for looks, you’d been a goner.” I looked down at her beautiful face glowing in the moon light, the streams of ceased tears still twinkled on her face, and at those beautiful blue eyes searching for my own. I caressed her check with the inside of my hand. Her face softened and leaned her head into my palm.

I didn’t deserve her. But yet she chose me…

Cati’s eyes widened, put both hands on the ground beside me, and leaned back to look at it to get a better look. Slowly, pigments of my skin started to appear; like a liquid filling in an unseen container. My hand gradually filled out. The color drifted, making out my wrist, then the black sleeve with silver lining, moving up my arm, to my shoulder, then down my side, reviling my chest and waist covered in my combat suit, then thighs, legs feet, moving back to the other side of me; back to the other arm, hand. The black color moved into a skin color as it reached my neck, to the back of my head, uncovering the color of my hair, and slowly filled out my face, from the sides towards the nose.

Before I even finished, Cati grabbed my head with her hands, and pressed her lips against mine for a short wile. Crying to hard to do much more then that.

When she let go, she pulled me into a hug. “Thank you…” She whispered into my ear. She kissed below the lobe of my ear, then said, “Thank you thank you thank you…”

She was crying again, but I’m pretty sure it was for a different reason.

Lith's Blog

2007-12-22T18:10:00.001-08:00

We were making good time, or so Darvire told me.

It had been 6 hours since we left. Cati was flying with Unknown Third, and Darvire was carrying me. They were scouting a head. The landscape flitted in and out of my darkened view as he traveled through the shadows of the forest. It was an odd sensation; the feeling of your whole body dissolving like sand through your fingers, to regather its self just as quickly was scary and thrilling at the same time. Every time he did that, my body would go all tingly.

Darvire still did not say where he was taking us, and who he was taking us too. Just that we'll see when we get there. You could tell that Cati and Unknown Third did not find this as a satisfying answer. I think I was still a little goofy from the loss of blood and didn't really care to take notice that I was rather really exasperated too.

"Can you tell me now where we're going, who we're meeting, and what we're going to do when we get there??" I asked for the umpteenth time.

"Some where very secret, some people who's identities are classified, and we'll figure that out when we get there."

I sighed. "Ooookay... If you saaaaaaaaaaaay soooooooooooooo."

"Better get some sleep, you." He said. "You're a little loopy."

"And wake up to find that I missed the secret place, and those secret people, and what we decided to do?" I huffed. "I don't think so."

"Awe, come on... Do you really think I'll let you miss out all the fun?"

"Well, no..."

"Then go to sleep, I'll wake you up when we get there... or do I have to start singing again?"

That tore me; hearing his marvelous voice, but feeling that empty place in my heart, or trying to fall asleep, but being too jittery? It took me a moment. I wanted to find out why I had that empty feeling, and the only way for me to do that was to hear that song again.

"How bout a song?"

"Are you sure?" You could hear his concern. He must know how much the song hurts me...
I nodded into his chest. "Yes." I closed my eyes and prepared myself for the sorrow.

He started soft again, and I felt the calm melodies ripping the hole in my heart open again. It was like a bullet going right through.
I fought desperately to stay awake, but it was useless; my eyes drooped, my breathing calmed, and my heart slowed to the beats of the song. Before I passed out, one person entered my head, and this person I hadn't thought of for years...

Dad?!

Cati's blog.

2007-11-16T11:07:00.002-08:00

Darvire looked over at Lith, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
"Because we need you. All of you. I was sent to all of you by the Angelias, we recently made a discovery... About you, Lith."

I looked over at Lith, who's eyes had gone HUGE in shock. So did mine, but to a lesser degree. Lith had always had something special going on with her, it wasn't as big of a shock to me that someone else had noticed her abilities.

"And what," I asked "Did you discover about her?"
Darvire's eyes flashed over to me, he reached up to his mouth and put his index finger on it tapping it slightly.
It really made me want to punch him, but I'm sure that I'd get hit right back, plus have Lith on me for doing it.
"Well," he said slowly, knowing that I was waiting and that he was pushing my buttons my MAKING me wait. He chuckled, "We think that Lith might be our prodigy child that we've been waiting for."

"WHAT?!?!?" Lith, Third and I all asked at once.

Darvire, obviously pleased that all the attention was on him, leaned back casually and stretched his feet out by the fire.

"How could you make that assumption about her?" Third asked. "This is the first time we've ever met you, have your people been spying on us or something?" I could feel confusion and shock emitting of him slightly, but only because I was sitting so close to him...

"I will answer all your questions while we're going to the meeting point." Darvire said as he stood up, brushing himself off. "But we've been staying in one place for too long, I don't want The Mistress finding us anytime soon. Not while I've gotten this far with all of you."
He bent down and picked up Lith, and gently placed her on her feet. Her eyes lit up at any kind of touch from him.

"Okay" I said standing up, I don't need some stupid man to help me up... I thought. And right then I felt Thirds hand in mine helping me the rest of the way.

Why does he have to be so... sweet?

I smiled in his general direction, then looked over towards where Lith and Darvire were standing.
"Alright," I said, sighing, "I'm not going freaking anywhere until YOU," I pointed at Darvire, "Give us a general idea as to what we're walking into."

Darvire looked up, he was already stuffing the remainder of the food into a backpack type thing.
"I already told you that I will. When we're on the road to the meeting point."
Lith looked totally lost, she was hobbling around trying to be of help. But I could tell that the recent news of her being some kinda of prodigy child threw her off.

It threw us all off.

So now this little stuffy vampire expected us to all pack our bags and not as him any questions after THAT?

I don't think so.

I walked up to Darvire who was still grabbing things and stuffing them in the backpack.
I stuck one of my pointy toed leather boots up on it, and placed my hands on my hips.
He glared up at me.
"Darvire," I said glaring back,"We need to know a little more than that before we go off on some adventure with you. Fess up."
Darvire stood up, his intense gaze set on me. "Okay," He said, "Some of our people have strong reason to believe that Lith could very well be the the savior of our planet."

Third, who had been examining Lith's wounds (the reason I knew is because she was standing still... and there were plastic gloves hovering in the air around her), asked: "How did they make that conclusion?"
Darvire grinned, bent down and started packing again as he spoke, "Now that, I will tell you on out way to meet my people. But its not just Lith that we need, sure, she's the main component in this whole thing, but we also need you, Unknown Third, and you, Cati."

If Lith's so amazing, why would she need us? I thought.
"What do we have to do with this?" Third asked. Piratically saying just what I was thinking.

"You both will be needed in the future."

"So what?" I said, a little mad, my hands going to my hips, never a good sign, "The only reason that you brought me and Third into this was because you knew that you couldn't get Lith with us in the way?"

"I-" Darvire began, but I cut him off.

"Well, since she seems to like you SO MUCH. And you obviously don't need me and Third anymore, why don't was just LEAVE???"
Lith walked over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder, I shook it off.
"We do need you guys," She said sweetly and sincerely, but looked hurt, "I can't go without you, I need both of you."

Third had walked over, pulling me closer to him. "Calm down Cati..." He whispered in my ear. It helped... a little.

Lith eyed me.
I eyed her back.

"Okay," Darvire said, pulling a back pack on. "We seriously need to go. I promise to tell you all what's going on as soon as I can. But right now we need to leave. We're putting ourselves in serious danger just standing here."

I looked around. Everything was packed. Not that we had a lot to begin with, but still. The cave was perfectly clean of any trace that we'd been there.
I looked up at Darvire who was handing Third the last backpack.
"How did you-?"
"Us vampires are very quick when we want to be. Lets just leave it at that."

Lith smiled. Darvire smiled back...
"Alright, can you guys just stop drooling over each other? Lets just go." I said, walking out of the cave.

And that my friends, were the first steps I took to the greatest adventure of my life.

Lith's Blog

2007-11-04T19:07:00.000-08:00

Darvire leaned forward, shadowing his face slightly in the fire making him more ghostly. His voice was animated, "You must know that vampire's are hard to catch. But you never knew why." He grinned impishly and chuckled in a way that was not funny.

"No one knows our secret, and the ones that did... well... they're not around to snitch about it. Its a special... ability, that only my line of family can do. And no other line of vampire's can."

"What makes your family so special?" Cati asked with scorn.

"Ah, so you wish to know?" He grinned again. All of us noticed his teeth this time. The second pair of fangs were even more spookish in the fire light. "These," He motioned to his fangs, "are what marks us as the Vampire. We are considered royal among our kin. Honored in every way, and ones to be feared and despised."

"Would you stop talking in riddles," Cati sighed impatiently, "and just get to your freaking point?!"

"And ruin the story?" Darvire shook his head, "I think not. It gets better...

"My family is the first line to ever existed in this world. We are the first. We will be the last."

Unknown Third exclaimed, "But that's impossible! There are no prominent races in the vampire line! They all are--if you excuse me--lifeless, ageless, beastly strong, blood suckers!" If I could of seen his eyes, they would of been popping out of his head.

Darvire's grin halted. "You better not wish to get on the wrong side of me. This may come as a shock, but I am as alive as you are right now. My family is actually a family: I was born out of the womb of my mother--the same for all my siblings--as a stronger, more powerful, mortal, blood sucker."

"Yo-your... mortal?" I stammered, shocked at this new founded information.

Darvire nodded. "We may live longer then a regular human, but we all die, one time or another." To my surprise, he took my good hand and placed it on his ice cold neck. "Feel anything?"

My reaction was almost immediate."No--wait..." I stared at Darvire, "You... you have... a heart beat?"

A shy smile crept along his face. "Yes. I do. That is why we are despised. We still live when we were born dead."

"So everyone from your family... is born a vampire?" Cati asked, disgust shadowed her voice.

"Yes."

"Ugh..." she muttered under her breath. "No wonder they're..."

Fury spread across his face like a wild fire. Darvire suddenly leaned back away from the fire, into the shadows, where he disappeared...

To suddenly appear behind Cati, a hand clasped over her mouth. "Despise me all you want, but remember that I could kill you all before you even knew you were dead. Every word, action, or thought could be your last." He hissed into her ear, his eyes grey.

Cati's eyes narrowed, but before she could attack him, he disappeared again, and appeared next to me the second later. Unknown Third and I both gasped. Cati was starring daggers.

Unknown Third had gasped because of the disappearnces.

I did for different reasons.

I saw through the shadows.

It was just like on my Blessing night. When Darvire left my room. The little version of him stepped into the shadows that I could now see through, and disappeared through a thicker fog. But it was now I realized what he had done--what he could do.

And it made me shiver. He let us capture him when he could of killed us all.

Imagene what his whole family could do to us...

"Then..." I hesitated, "why haven't you killed us yet?"

Unknown Thirds blog

2007-10-01T19:50:00.000-07:00

Darvire really shouldn't have said that... But unfortunately, it was true. Who knew what kind of vampire he actually was. He would be a useful ally... but someone else had something on their minds...

Cati was instantly in his face for that one. Literally inches from his face.
"And you'd better not EVER mess with me, Vampire boy." She said icily, "I'll back off with the killing remarks, if you back off of my friend's body RIGHT. NOW." She looked almost as scary as Darvire as she said this (I say almost because she lacked the fangs... all four of them...), her face two inches from Darvire's then.

"Fine." Darvire said with the same iciness as Cati, "But I'll be there for her the next time you fail to save her."

Right then I grabbed Cati around the waist to restrain her, and put my hand over her mouth in an instant. She kicked...

And almost bit me...

"Cati, don't be mad at him okay?" Lith said turning her gaze away from Darvire, "He didn't mean that in that way... maybe you should go outside for a minute..."
Cati got my hand off her mouth and managed to glare at Lith and say--as I was dragging her out--,
"Maybe you should stop trusting things over your friends." She said that with so much venom I almost winced.

Darvire almost pounced on her. Lith gently touched him with her good hand and rolled her eyes at Cati.
I flew Cati out then.
We flew about a mile out from the camp, it took me about half a minute to get back, and landed in a small clearing. The surronding trees were covered in early morning dew and the sun was just coming up, making everything almost sparkle.

I gently put Cati down, she looked up at me--as well as she could--, her eyes blazing a black/red. That only happened when she was really mad.

For those of you who don't know, Cati's eye color changes color with her mood... that is if the mood is strong enough to change them.

"Cati," I said softly. "Calm down, its okay. He didn't mean what he said-"
"How could you possibly know that?" She snapped.
I didn't say anything for a moment, Cati never talked to me like that.
Her eyes then turned a soft blue, and got really glassy.
I instantly gathered her into my arms, and I just held her for a couple minutes. She never cried, she never does, but this was the closest I've ever seen her to crying.
"She's replacing me with it." Cati mumbled into my chest, "I can't believe that with all the years that we known each other, she'd choose it over me in an instant."
"No, no, no sweetie." I said to her softly, "She loves you like a sister, she'd never do that to you.
We've both had a long day, and I think everyone is a little edgy from this day, we all need a good night's sleep to put things into perspective."
"Mmph," Was all I heard as a reply.
I waited a couple more minutes, then asked her if she was ready to go back to the cave and figure out what to do next.
She removed her face from my chest, blew out and said,
"Yes, I'm ready. Thanks for taking me out here Third, I don't know how that would have ended..."
"Anytime." I said, and pecked her on the lips.
Her cheeks turned a soft shade of pink, I smiled,--but she couldn't see it-- and picked her up.
And we headed back to the cave.

We walked back into the cave, and surprisingly, Lith was sitting upright, munching on something having a conversation with Darvire.

"Hello." I said to them, in a tone that said, 'don't worry, I fixed it'
"Hello!" Lith said in her high pitched happy tone, "Is everything okay now?... Cati?"
"Peachy." Was all she said.
"We're ready to figure out what to do next." I sat down by the fire, Cati stayed standing, crossing her arms. "Darvire?" I continued, "Your the one that got us into all this, there has to be a reason behind it. Can you explain to us why you let us capture you?" I asked,
"What?"
Cati asked quickly in surprise, her arms no longer crossed, so I gently grabbed Cati's hand and pulling her down against me. She didn't expect that (Or what I had just said), and half tripped down next to me, almost falling into the fire.
Lith giggled, Darvire eyed us, Cati glared at him.
"Well," Darvire said grinning, glad to be able to reveal his secret, "I'll have to start from the beginning of my mission..."

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-09-08T15:49:00.000-07:00

Fainting is just not my thing... I thought as I knew I was somewhat coming around. I was still unconscious... but still in some state of mind where I didn't know what was going on.
I wasn't exactly prepared for Darvire to knock me out with his voice either... I hadn't known they could do that. I didn't know he could do that.

But now that I was somewhat conscious... but not, I felt pain. Maybe not as painful as before. But it was still pain pain. And then when you know you're near awaking, you wake up. I hate that. Wait... did I? Back to being a Special, when waking up, we were ready and alert. Not slow or groggy... Nor did we ever conk out like that...

My eye lids fluttered and I moaned. The pain fully returned.
I instantly felt cool hands holding my head. "Lith?"
"Darvire?" My eye lids flickered open. As my vision cleared, I saw Darvire was hovering over me. Cati was to his right, and obviously Third to his left.
"Lith!" Cati whispered, her concerned was layered in voice.

Darvire and Third (from the way he let us all know he was surprised) turned to stare at her.
Cati leaned back on her heals, eyes wide and gaped at the two. Her mouth opened several times, never saying anything, making her look like a fish out of water. Occasionally a stutter would come out.

"I must be dreaming..." I croaked. They all turned their focus on me. "Cati actually sounded concerned for me..." My tone was joking.
Cati glared at me and finally found her voice, "You were with him this whole time," She said gesturing to Darvire, who glared at her, "I half expected you to come back like it."

I rolled my eyes. That's the Cati we learned to live with and love...
My eyes rested on Darvire's. They were brighter... somehow. "So... what's the game plan now?"
The three of them exchanged looks. "We don't have one." Third said, sounding slightly put out.

My eyes widened. "WHAT?!" I winced. That movement made my wounds ache.
All of them leaned forward, ready if I suddenly died or something. "Oh, stop fussing over me." I scowled at all of them, trying to imitate Cati. By the suppressed smile from Darvire showed me that I didn't achieve. "I am not going to pass out. Chill."
Third lightly touched my shoulder. "But you might rip out your new stitches."

"Oh."

"And we don't have a plan cause we were 'fussing' over you." Cati said scornfully, crossing her arms.

"Ookay..." I said cautiously, not wanting to get Cati ranting (cause who knows when that would end). "Fine. Stories then. Tell me yours." Meaning Cati's and Third's.

Third obliged. "Well, Cati came and found me like planned..." Third began, pausing to remember, and then Cati jumped in. Third intervened... Sighing I closed my eyes, and listened to them ramble. Occasionally they would bicker over what had happened... but it didn't cover the fact that there was something else layered under their fighting voices. It almost sounded... affectionate?

Before I could voice my idea, Cati said, "And that's what happened. We found you. Being carried by him. I thought he killed you at first..."

Darvire suddenly made a noise between a hiss and a growl. His eyes had turned a light gray, and his teeth barred. I gasped. Instead of just one set of fangs, like the normal run of the mill vampire. He had TWO. Another pair behind the first fangs. He looked dreadfully lethal. Like just looking at him you knew you would die seconds later. For the first time ever meeting him... I was scared of him.

And a Special doesn't scare easily.

"Stop making the killing and changing remarks! I did neither, and in fact, saved your friends life! If you're that ungrateful, I won't do it again!!!! I am not a creature with no moral means or civilized manners! I am--in a sense--human, and would like it if I was treated so. If it was someone less human... it would be you..." He did that hiss/growl again, making it more like a soft menacing roar, I noted he was crouched over me almost protectively... or some predator defending his prize. Close call.

Cati fell backwards in surprise, and even Third emitted his surprised horror.

"Wh-what--?!" Third began in a quavering voice, "what kind of-of... vampire are y-you?!?!"

Darvire grinned... making him look more devilish, "I'm the kind you don't want to get on the bad side with."

Lith©2007

Cati's blog

2007-08-30T09:49:00.000-07:00

We made it back to the cave.
It was a long, silent walk back. Lith mumbled something every now and again about 'Beast' and 'Darvire' and something about the end of the world.
Darvire and I didn't say a word to each other on our way back.

It was around twilight when finally reached the base. Third placed Lith on one of the blankets we had and balled up a shirt for a makeshift pillow and got to work.

I got ready to talk to Darvire.

He was scanning the cave, glancing every now and again at Lith who was still out cold.
I walked up to Darvire and tapped him on the shoulder,
"Hungry?" I asked.
He looked up at me, his black/red eyes full of humor.
"I'm a vampire, remember?" He chuckled to himself as he watched my face.
"Oh, right." I said a little embarrassed. "Then what... ummm... how..."
"I'll be back in 10. And don't worry, I won't cause a scene. I'll find something to eat."
I shivered a little, Dravire grinned and was gone in a second.

I walked over to Third and Lith, Third was stitching up her leg and had put a cool cloth on her forehead.
"How is she?" I asked calmly.
"She could be doing better." He said in monotone. "She's a little bumped and scratched. Nothing that a few days couldn't heal along with some rest. But those..." I could tell he was gesturing to her damaged arm and leg, "could take some good R&R."

I saw a faint outline of his head looking around.
"Where did Darvire go?" Third asked.
"He went out to... catch something to eat." I said. "He'll be back soon."

About 5 minutes later Third was done with Lith. I was nibbling on some dehydrated food by the fire and he came to sit next to me.
I felt a strong arm come around my shoulders and he pulled me closer to the warmth of his body. I didn't realize I was even cold till he did.
My heart had stopped and I couldn't say anything for a moment, I still wasn't used to him being so close to me. But I liked it. The tingling feeling was exhilarating.

"So," I said when I could speak, "Are you going to help me question Darvire? Or do I have to do that all on my own?" We both had our doubts on Darvire still... even if Lith trusted him as much as she did me. And I was going to interrogate him to the fullest of my extent. I mean, Lith with bad wounds, and Darvire found carrying her towards our base... It all kind of seemed fishy.

Third laughed his laugh.
"No, I think I'll be able to help you with that." He pecked me on the cheek, "That is if I can get a word in before you're done with him."
I smiled, "Shut up."
He chuckled.
"See?"

Suddenly Darvire was sitting next to me.
He grinned at me and said, "Well, that was cute."

I pushed Third away a little, embarrassed, that he'd heard our private conversation.

"So, is it question time yet?" Darvire asked and sat up straight and put an innocent face on.
I glared at him, which was hard because he looked like a kid in school waiting to be taught.
"Yes, actually it is question time." I answered softening my expression.
"Can you please tell us what happened in the headquarters?" Third asked taking over seeing that I was a little frustrated.

Darvire just nodded and his face was very suddenly serious. And he told his story. His voice was very melodic... very unusual for a vampire of any kind. Good or Evil.

After he had explained what happened--in great detail--I wasn't so mad at him. He had, after all, saved Lith's life. So I owed him for that.
Darvire put his snow white hand to his chin,
"Well," He began, then his head flicked over to Lith.
"She's awake." Darvire said and was instantly beside her along with Third and I...

Ink©2007

Cati's blog

2007-08-24T13:03:00.000-07:00

Third and I quietly crept out of the cave, I was relieved that we were finally going to get Lith, but worried at the same time in what condition we might find her in.

I was creeping around with Third on our way back to the Develia's head quarters, when I heard a slow shuffling.

It was barely audible, I almost missed it, then I saw a shape forming... two...
one was holding the other. The first one was a man, the other was a woman. Something was wrong with the woman, she obviously couldn't walk...
They were heading right towards our hiding spot... I needed to stop them, they could be working for The Mistress...

I felt Third touch me gently on the shoulder, taking me from my thoughts, and I snapped back into reality. He wrapped his arm gently around my waist and pulled me silently behind an old oak tree.
We needed to stop them.
I got ready to pounce, arching my back slightly, and lowering myself...

They were close enough now.
I pounced out from behind the tree, Third right behind me, and knocked both of them to the ground. I was on top of the male, sitting on his chest. When I realized who he was...
"Darvire?"
He took advantage of my shock and quickly picked me off him and got to his feet.
"Yes its Darvire! Why did you do that?! Where's Lith?"
"Right here." I heard Third say.
I saw a limp body hovering in the air.

It was Lith.

"Oh my gosh! LITH??? Are you okay?" I ran over to her and started checking her damage.
"She's out cold." Darvire said coolly, "She got hit by a tranquilizer dart. A-"
"She what?" I cut him off, I had stopped examining Lith to glare at him.
"Well, long story short. We were getting away, I was carrying Lith, and someone shot us with a tranquilizer dart." He has stopped looking me, and was looking over at Lith.
His face was twisted with worry as he continued,
"I saw it coming and knew that if I got hit then we'd have no way to escape. So I... I decided to have her get shot with it. I knew that she couldn't carry me if I got shot so... that's what happened."

Third had put Lith down then and I heard the shuffling of him going through a bag. No doubt looking for the first aid.

I stood up and looked at Darvire, he looked relieved to see us, but at the same time he couldn't stop looking at Lith for more then a few seconds at a time...
"Thank you for bringing her here Darvire." I said in a slightly cool tone.
"But," I continued. "I do have more questions as to what happened when we get back to the hiding place. Can you help me with those?"
"I can." Was all he said.
We stood there looking at each other for a moment, both guarded, both ready for the other to reveal that they were with the Mistress at any second...

Third interrupted our little stand off at just the right moment...
"Guys," Third said gently, "Come on we need to get Lith to the hiding place. She needs medical treatment, and I'd be able to work better with light and shelter. Lets go."
Lith's body floated into the air, I grabbed the bag that Third left there and motioned for Darvire to follow...

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-07-18T09:07:00.000-07:00

I woke up with my head rested on Darvire's chest. We weren't moving.
I hadn't realized I had fallen asleep... But then... where were we??
I tried to recall what had happened.

We left the shed... Then we were almost spotted as he tried to sneak around the side of the building...

Then what?

Everything went black. Like a huge blank in my memory.

I tried to look up at him, but found I was looking up at his chin. "Mmm, Darvire??" I asked, my voice husky. He jumped slightly at my voice. "What is it?" He asked quietly.
"Where are we?"
"Look."

If I didn't have night vision, I would say in a middle of a black hole. The moon hidden behind a cloud. Everything was cloaked in a an almost material-like darkness.

But I could see perfectly. And I perfectly saw we were in a middle of a forest clearing. Ferns edged along the edges, while the wild spruces planted themselves behind. The trees loomed up after them.
"Oh..." I said faintly. "What happened?"
Darvire shifted me so he could look at me. "They shot you with a tranquilizer. I managed to get you out there..."
That confused me. "Tranquilizer? I thought they didn't care if I was alive or not..."
Darvire looked sheepish. "They were aiming at me..." He started walking off in a random direction, me still in his arms. "Remember? They were trying to extract information from me."
"Yeah... but did I move in the way?"
Darvire looked away. "Will you forgive me?"
I struggled a bit in his arms. "What for?"
He kept me close, and didn't set me down. "There was no way I could avoid being shot. You were still in my arms. You were in no condition to carry me if I was knocked out. So I..." He faltered, obviously grieved in his decision.

"You protected yourself with me in order to keep moving." The idea didn't exactly please me, but I saw the reasoning behind it. "Thanks... I think."

"I'm sorry..." Darvire apologized. "I couldn't think of anything else at the moment..."
I waved my hand at him. "I forgive you. Jeez. If that's what you needed to do, then I can't ague with it." My head was still very groggy.
"Okay... If you say so..." He was unsure of my forgiveness.

He kept walking.
"Which way to your... base?"

I thought about it. Base... Hm... "Um... Dat-a-way..." I pointed vaguely to his right, grinning foolishly.
Darvire smiled down at me. He brushed his nose along my forehead. "Okay then. I'll go 'dat-a-way'. You get some sleep. You're ditsy."
I shrugged and turned my head into his shoulder again. My eyes slid shut.
Darvire mumbled, "I'm just afraid when you wake up you'll in your right mind and be mad at me..."
I weakly punched him with my good hand. "Happy now?"
Darvire chuckled. His chest rumbled beneath me. "I guess I might have to be..."

He walked on. But I couldn't sleep.
"Daaaarviiiire..." I cooed softly.
"What now? I thought you were asleep."
"Entertain me... I can't."
"Can't fall asleep?"
"Yes."
"Entertain you?"
"Correct."
"And how I'm I supposed to do that?"
I shrugged. My eyes were still closed, but I could hear the smile in his voice. "By doing anything."
He stopped walking. "Now?"
I opened my eyes a crack. "Yes now. Silly. Unless you want me to bug you the whole way there..."
He chuckled again. "How about a lullaby?"
My eyes snapped open and I leaned up a bit. "You can sing?!"
He was grinning. "Believe it or not, yes. Yes I can."
I settled, still slightly surprised by Darvire's sudden surprising talent. "If you think that'll make me shut up and if you don't sound like nails over a chalk bored, go a head and shoot."

So he started to sing.

And I instantly fell asleep...

Crying.

Lith©2007

Unknown Thirds blog

2007-07-16T17:17:00.000-07:00

I woke up to Cati gently rubbing my shoulder, it was covered in a blanket so she could see it... somewhat.
"Third?" She said softly, "Third? Come on get up!" I slowly sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. I looked around a little and then remembered where I was.
"Oh, right." I mumbled sheepishly, "Lith. Is she back yet? Have you heard anything?"

Cati sighed. "No nothing. That's why you need to get your sleepy butt up, so we can go look for her!" She still rested her hand on my shoulder, and was ready to go right in that moment. I
could tell by the look in her eyes. Her wonderful, fierce, intelligent eyes...

"Okay," I said getting up. "I just need some food and my battle gear on then we're out of here."
"Well, come on then. Get moving." She said forcing a smile. I could tell just by looking at her that she was really nervous about Lith.
I was too.

I got up and grabbed my battle gear and it turned invisible as I put the light armor over my clothes.
"Here. Food." Cati said as she handed me a left over of a sandwich. I shoved half it in my mouth and said a food stuffed, "Thanks."
Cati was just finishing putting out the fire when she said, "Lets go!" She started to jog out of the cave.

"Wait!" I said stopping her in mid jog. "We need plan first. How are we going to get in there? If we do then where do we look for Lith?" So many other questions were running through my mind too, like... would if Lith is already dead? I didn't ask though, I knew that some questions were better left unanswered... or asked, as it were.

"I don't know," Cati said slowly. "But I know that the longer we take to get there the more likely Lith could be in worse trouble. Lets just figure it out on the go, okay? If we die trying then at least it will have been for Lith."
She started pulling me towards the front of the cave, I didn't hesitate to follow either. I knew that she was right...

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-07-08T19:49:00.000-07:00

"Lith?" Someone said distantly, like someone saying my name from across a room. Again they said my name. "Lith, come on..."

My head was floating through the clouds, and my vision was dark. I had the pleasant feeling of nothingness, but something was bringing me back...

Back where? I wondered, and giggled, feeling absolutely ditsy. "Back, back, back..." I heard myself mutter gleefully.

A slight shutter racked me. "Hey... stop... it..." I slurred my words, like I was drunk.

"Lith, you got to wake up." Something shook me again.
"Wake up? I'm up, you silly goose..."

A wave of coldness hit my face like a load of bricks. "AH!" I shrieked. I jolted up, just to find my head spinning, my vision blurred, and pain all over. Groaning, I laid back down... to figure out my pillow was soaking wet... as well as my whole head.
"Um... sorry." A familiar voice said from my left. "Here." I felt strong hands slide under my back and under my knees to lift me up and lay me back down amongst rough material that was warm. My head fell on a soft material, that I sighed in relief... to only realize I was out of my combat suit.

My eyes snapped open, to only recoil in pain as the bright light hurt my eyes. "Ow..."
"Oh, um... sorry..." I heard a flick of a switch.

I slowly opened my eyes.
My vision slowly unclouded, and I found Darvire looking at me, slightly embarrassed. As soon as he noticed that I had realized he was there, he shifted the gaze to the floor. I saw, now, that I was on a stack of sacks of some sort... potato looking sacks to be exact. I slightly fingered the cloth that rested under my head with my right hand. It was his jacket. Looking down, I noticed I was only dressed in my sportsy bra and spandexy shorts. "Oh..." I said, tonelessly. "Why?..."
"I... uh... Had to see your... um, wounds." Darvire muttered sheepishly. "You, uh... fainted from loss of... um, blood." He spun around... in a swivel chair?! For some reason this just hit me odd+funny. Why and how did he acquire that?! The whole randomness of it all was weird.

There was the awkward silence and I just starred at the very low, rafted ceiling.
"Where I'm I?" My voice sounded horse to me. I now realized my left arm was bandaged, as well as my right leg where some blood had already leaked through, and there was a large band aid like patch on my face.

"In some sort of shed behind the kitchens..." Darvire found it easier to talk to me when he wasn't looking at my boobs.

"Oh." Was my reply. I tilted my head so I could look at him more closely. He was the same from before, but without the jacket. He wore a dark red collared shirt that he rolled up his sleeves. His shaggy hair hung in his face, and I saw him stare at his bloodied hands, almost ready to start licking them.

Instead, he stood up, went over to a near by sink on the wall, and washed his hands clean. The shack was the size of a large closet. So not exactly big, but big enough to house kitchen supplies and trash.
I looked at the floor. One large sack on the ground was obviously used as some sort of mat and it was covered in blood... My blood... And one other sack was stuffed to make a pillow--that was now soaking wet along with its surrounding ground. A bucket lay near, still half full of water, and strips of clean material that he could of only be the dinning room table cloths. One big sheet was starched with red, and laid crumpled beside the bucket--half damp. A large bulb hung from the ceiling.

Understanding hit me.

Darvire had taken me from Building five, took me here, undressed me to see my wounds more clearly, to then address them, and bandaged them up. All out of his own kindness...

"Thanks." I said softly.
His body stiffened; his whole back straightened and his muscles tightened. "For what?" He asked casually, not turning around, and continued to wash his arms off.
"For most likely saving my life." I turned back to looking at the ceiling.
"Oh... um... your welcome?" He said, uncertain what to actually say.

I asked in his uncertainty: "Is there a different Vampire custom to thank each other?" In my studies, I learned that some Vampire's had different customs than humans... I just couldn't remember what they were. Maybe because my position in the Deman'eraz didn't need me to know the customs of others when I only killed or captured. "As there are with other races."

"Um..." He turned, wiping his hands on a dish cloth, "Do you mind getting dressed first?" He still didn't look at me. He waved at some clothes that were folded near my feet. "You're suit was pretty torn up... I managed to find some, I think, that fit you." He paused and sat down in the swivel chair again. "I got a good eye for size..." His eyes widened, "I-I don't... D-didn't mean..."
I held up my hand for him to stop. "I know what you meant." A grinned played around my lips.

I attempted to sit up, but found it beyond my strength. I collapsed back onto the sacks.

Darvire, unexpectedly, leaned down at my side, and helped me into a sitting position. He let go of me, and I wavered perilously. He automatically put his hands on my back to steady me.

I mournfully looked into his eyes. "Why I'm I so weak?" I croaked. He steadily looked back at my eyes, "Like I said before: you're too weak from loss of blood."

I looked down, not really seeing anything. Just spacing. I was thinking the best way how to say what I wanted to say next. "Can you--? I mean--will you be willing too... Um... ah..."
"Get dressed?" He asked in my same embarrassed tone. "It's okay..." He picked up a black sweat shirt that obviously needed a wash. "This shouldn't be any different than dressing my siblings..." He trailed off in thought.

"Um, where exactly did you get the clothes??" I asked.
"The laundry... hamper, thing." He held the sweat shirt out. "Can you lift your arms?" I raised my right arm easily, it was my left arm I had trouble with. "Ugh..." I grumbled. Darvire held out the sweat shirt, and slide my right arm into the sleeve. He then rolled the left side up, had me hold on to one side of the opening, he held the other, and he gently and carefully slipped my hurting left arm though. When it was almost though the sleeve, he pulled it funny. I made a hissing noise by gritting my teeth, and sucking the air between them.

He stopped. "Sorry!"
I shook my head. "You're fine... fine..." So he continued. I pulled the rest of the sweat shirt over my head with some difficulty. The hood stuck to my head, and before I could take it off, Darvire did it for me. He didn't look at me as he shook out crumpled dark gray capri's. He rolled one leg up, slide it up my leg, giving me goose bumps. His hands were cold. Still not looking at me, Darvire rolled the other and did the same. I managed to hike them the rest of the way. Leaning down, he snuck socks on both feet, unlaced two worn tennis shoes, and laced them on. "Come on." He lifted me up and headed for the door before I could thank him or much less speak.

I was flustered.
He wouldn't look at me.
And now he's mad or something, and wont even talk.
Moments ago, he was all hunky dory!!!

Vampire's are as complicated as guys.

Lith©2007

Cati's Blog

2007-07-08T19:45:00.000-07:00

I woke up sweating, and I jerked my body up to an almost sitting position. I had just had some nasty nightmares...
With about 1,000 different ways that Lith could die without me being able to help. Same with Third. I don't think that I've had a worse night.

I wiped the back of my hand across my forehead and sighed. I heard soft footsteps coming for me slowly. Then a *poof!* next to me and I felt Third beside me.
I shoved my blanket off, starting to run my fingers through my bed head.

"Are you okay?" Third asked.
"No. I'm not actually. What time is it?" I said digging around for some form of a watch. He ignored my question and instead asked.
"What were you dreaming about? I heard you mumbling, and you were sweating, and thrashing around." I sat down, giving up my quest for a watch. I felt Thirds arm around my shoulder and I looked down at the blanket not really wanting to answer him.
"I... well... I was dreaming about..." I sighed. "Okay, I had dreamed that I saw Lith and you both die about a thousand times. And I couldn't do anything about it but scream. I saw Patchwork kill you over, and over, and over. Or rather I saw your blood. Same with Lith... It was..." I felt hot tears forming in my eyes.

I don't think that I've ever dreamed anything so real or terrifying in my life.

"Shhh..." Third said. "Its okay, I'm here. Nothing is going to happen to Lith, she'll be fine. She's got Darvire with her." I had shoved my face into his chest (Which was a little weird because I could see right through it...) and silently cried a little.
Third held me closer, I sat in his arms crying for about a minute.
I stopped, pushed myself off him, then looked around a little then asked.
"What time is it anyway?" I sniffed, embarrassed that I had just cried in front of him over a dream.
"I don't know like... ummm..." He pulled out a watch from the bag of food sitting next to us.
"Its 3:37AM"
"Oh my gosh." I said. "Have you heard anything from Lith or Darvire?"
I heard him sigh. "Nope. Nothing. I've tried to contact Lith but there's nothing."
"Okay," I said standing up feeling more like myself. "I'm not going to just sit here anymore and do nothing. I'm going to go and help her if she's not here by 4:00"
"You can't-" Third said but I cut him off.
"I can and I will. You can't stop me. Now turn around, I'm going to change." I was on my feet then, getting ready to pull off my tank top that I had been wearing all day, and put my real battle gear on.
"What makes you think that I can't stop you?" He asked teasing me a little as he turned his back to me (I could see his outline faintly).
"I think that if you ever want me to kiss you again you won't try and stop me. I'm done you can look now." I said as I finished putting on my long sleeved sliver and black shirt that could withstand bullets.
"Fine." Third said giving in to the kissing threat, I felt a pouting thing going on as he turned back around to face me (However much he can 'face me'). "But I'm going with you. And we have to wait s couple hours before we go and look for her, I really need some sleep."
"Well I-" Third cut me off saying.
"No. You. Are. Not. Leaving. Alone. If you ever want me to kiss you again then you'll have to wait here till I get at least two hours in."
I scoffed at him, "You think that you not kissing me again is going to stop me?" I put my hands on my hips like I do when I get a little worked up.
"Maybe not," He replied, "But you going in alone will. I can go in unseen, you can't. I have an advantage that you don't. Plus, we need to give Lith a bit more of a chance. In an hour or two we'll go and look for her. But you have to promise me that you won't ditch me okay?"
"Fine," I said "I won't 'ditch you'."
I felt Third get up then there was a hand on my shoulder and my whole right arm went all tingly on me.
"Goodnight then." He said softly.
I felt him kiss my cheek, and my face went red.
"Good... Goodnight." I stuttered. He laughed a little, then I felt him walk away and there was a rustling in the blankets.

I went toward the front of the cave, at an angle where almost nobody could see me, but I could see everything outside perfectly.
Now, it was time for me to wait and watch.
I didn't know what was going to happen. Lith could show up here any second. If she doesn't though I'd have to go back and save her and Darivre with Third.
Unless both of them are already dead.

Ink©2007

Unknown Thirds blog

2007-07-06T13:49:00.000-07:00

I finally got the kiss from Cati I've been waiting for since the moment I saw her.

After the kissing went on for about a minute, Cati broke away from me. Breathless. I didn't want it to end yet. But I knew that it had to sometime.

I was grinning from ear to ear, so was Cati. I was still lost in the kiss when she looked up to me and said, "Well," Cati was smiling, looking beautiful, "That was... uhhh..." She sighed, "Great."
"I'd have to agree with you on that." I said to her, still emitting the same emotion as when we were kissing.

I was moving in again when Cati suddenly took a shocked breath in and said,
"Oh my gosh. LITH. I have to see if she's still alright..." She was mumbling into her mouth, asking if she was alright, and if she needed back up. Her eyes widened, and I knew that Lith wasn't responding. That was never a good sign. "Lith... LITH!" she was practically screaming into the chip...

Cati had a look of fear on her face. I've never seen her scared before. Her being so scared, or even scared at all, was new to me.

Cati looked at me with wide eyes and said,
"She can't be dead! This isn't happening! I HAVE TO GO AND HELP HER!!!" She was getting up and her fear had turned into sheer anger.

"Cati," I said in a calm tone, "Lith is fine. Trust me. She's not dead, I know that for sure."
"How could you possibly know that?" She said in a slightly angry tone, but scared at the same time.
"Well," I sighed, "I went over to check on her when I was getting the food, she was fighting Beast. And I-"
"Did you try and help her?" Cati asked.
"I couldn't. Not with Beast--that's between it and Lith. I did help her by taking out a bunch of guards and a few specials that were coming... She didn't have a clue they were coming."
Cati was running her fingers through her hair like she always does when she's thinking or stressed.

"She would want us to stay here," I said softly. "She's going to be fine."
Cati sat down in the back of the cave again, where the blankets were.

"I just hate it when I'm useless." She said quietly.

I sat down next to her and brought her close to me and almost whispered to her,
"You are never useless. Now go to sleep... I'll take the first watch."

Within 10 minutes, she was out cold. I was just hoping that some sleep would take her mind of Lith for now.

Thing is... was...
I really wasn't sure if Lith was going to be alright.

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-07-06T09:37:00.000-07:00

I screamed bloody murder.
It hurt like h-e-double tooth picks.

I grabbed a bunch of its flea bitten hair and pulled its head, but it stayed firmly clamped on my left arm. I started it beat it with my fists in its side, but nothing worked. My head was suddenly dizzy from the pain and the loss of blood.

I was not going to die at the hands of this... monster...

With this new thought, I grabbed one of its legs and kneed it squarely in the stomach. It grunted slightly--like I only tickled it--but I knew Beast was hurt.
Badly.
Maybe even worse than I was...

I swung around and viciously and hit it into the wall. Then the other wall. The paint cracked, and concrete crumbled. Whimpering, it let go to crouch on the floor.
But it didn't stop on the attack.
Beast swiped at me with its clawed hands--trying to cut my face open. I dodged to feel it nick my face, then it swiped at me instantly at my shoulder after that, making me backup. I deflected it. It did this two more times till it tried to spin kick me. I jumped over it and I grabbed the folds of a shirt as I did. Like I was throwing a shot put, I spun around twice to released it. Beast flew down the 30 yard corridor to crash into the wall...

And it stayed there.

I sighed tiredly and limped towards Darvire's door. I flashed the codes, and the door slide open. Even with the power out, these doors needed codes. I slid in, and rested my head against the wall right next to doorway.

"Talitha!" Darvire exclaimed. Through my half closed eyes, I saw him get off the table he was leaning on.
"Hi." I said feebly. I knew I looked terrible with blood trickling down my face and onto my neck. My hair had fallen into my face.
"I heard gun fire--I thought it might have been you..." He started, then he saw how bloody I was, "Oh my G-" He came towards me, and I could tell he was genuinely concerned. "You're hurt!"
Oh, look.

Captain Obvious.

"Um... yeah. I'm fine..." I said. I nodded to the door. "Come on, let's blow this joint." I started for the door.
"You're hurt." He repeated, but with more confidence and force suggesting that I should rest.
"I'm okay." I said, even though I knew it was untrue. "Let's just go, before more Security shows up." I gracefully bowed and flaunted my arms toward the door. "Shall we?"

Darvire, still uncertain, went out before me. I followed and shut the door.

Then, a stroke of genius hit me. We needed to get out before we were attacked by another Elite. I'm sure, in my present state, that even a Minor could finish me off... We needed a distraction... The more chaos there is, the better chance of us escaping more-or-less unharmed. I surprised myself with the perfect plan.

"Talitha?... What are you doing...?" He asked in a curious, but suspicious, tone as I typed some codes. I kept on looking at the card, then back to the code pad next to Darvire's door, then back to the card again.
"Making a distraction."

Out of no where, all the doors--everywhere in Building 5--opened.
I turned to him and said, "You okay with that?"
He smiled weakly, "If that is your idea of a plan, then I don't know what to think." This made me giggle.

Slowly, convicts appeared, clearly confused at their sudden freedom. Some found it the opportune moment to start reeking havoc...

Perrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrfect.

I pointed down the hall... where Beast still lay embedded in concrete.
"This way." I started to run down the hall, stumbled at the sudden wave of fatigue, but regained myself to carry on. Darvire kept in pace with me, still concerned of my well fare. I reassured him I was alright, and could manage on my own.
We passed Beast, who growled pathetically and glared at me with blood thirsty eyes.
"Shut it." I growled back. "Ya stupid, fee bag, scallywag, rat face..." Darvire lightly touched my arm. "You did enough to it." He said softly.
I was about to reply it didn't need my sympathy, if that was what he was suggesting, when I...

Fainted.

Lith©2007

Cati's blog

2007-07-05T10:34:00.000-07:00

We landed by the cave, or meeting point, that was about 30 miles from the Institute. The cave was embedded in a small foot hill. I found it one day, when we were allowed to explore the territory. It was the perfect hiding spot. You couldn't see it unless you were standing right in front of it. A sheer piece of rock had fallen on the right side of the cave, obscuring that view, and dense brush obscured the rest of it.

It was gorgeous here, the sun was setting behind us and everything had a certain reddish softness about it. There were huge oak trees and pine trees everywhere. Flowers in full bloom. And mountains in the distance.

I sighed and started picking up stray chunks of wood.
"I'm going to start a fire in the cave. We need food, so could you go to the nearest shop and steal some?" I knew that he was still standing right next to me, I could feel his body heat.
"Yes, that I can do. Be back soon." I felt his hand brush my forearm, a tingle of warmth shot through me, then I heard a slight woosh! As he took off.

Well time to start the wood on fire.

About a half hour later I saw some floating bags coming in the cave. Then I heard a sweet little: "Helloooo!"
I got up from the fire that I started from inside the cave.
"Hi! What cha' got?" I asked taking one of the bags from him and digging through it.
"Ummm..." Third said. "I got some of that dehydrated crap that we can use later, then some real food. Some blankets... uh, backpacks... CHEETOS. And subs. I found one of those shops where they still sell this stuff from forever ago."
"Oh my gosh! You got Cheetos?! I LOVE THOSE! Break them open!"

After we finished off a massive bag of cheetos and a couple subs we sat in the back of the cave against its wall.
Stuffed. Boy did that feel good!
I felt Thirds arm wrap around my shoulder. I leaned my head against his chest and asked,
"So, what was up with you in the computer room?"
"I don't know... the same thing that's up with me now." He replied.
"And what's up with you now?" I asked, smiling at him.
"Well," He replied, as the emotion he was feeling was emitting harder and harder with every word he said. It was warm, safe, like nothing I've felt before. It wasn't just his emotions that made me feel this way, my own feelings for him too.
"Why don't I just show you?" Right then I felt him tilt my head upwards and soft lips touched mine. I was shocked at first...
But then I wrapped my arms harder around his waist, and he held me tighter. Bringing me even closer to the warmth of his body.

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-07-05T09:39:00.000-07:00

Beast turned towards me, still crouched, and growled at me.

Meet Beast: Elite Special.

It was a two heads shorter than me. I have no clue what gender it is. It seems to be neither male nor female. The Beast has been mutated so much that it can barely feel pain. It also doesn't bother shaving, and its extremely hairy... like an orangutan. Like grossly hairy. It is super strong because of one of the Gifts, and it has very sharp teeth and claws.

Its purpose is to hunt and kill.

I was to be its prey today.

But what Beast didn't know was that its prey still had guns.

And yet again, I didn't do well with machinery...
Unknown Third did.

This would be an interesting fight.

I took out the MP5 navies from behind my back, where I strapped them to my belt. It was easier to run this way. I held them in front of me, ready to shoot with my fingers on the triggers.

Beast growled louder now, and its green eyes glinted at me.

Better to make the first move. I pulled the triggers and simultaneously bullets poured out. The floor exploded up into little splinters, and the wall chipped away in little bursts. I didn't need to aim. I just needed to make Beast panic.

But it didn't. Calmly it dodged the first wave of bullets, then jumped on the wall, and flew at me claws first with a wild snarl. I tried firing at him, but both guns clicked to tell me I was out bullets. No matter. These guns didn't need to work for me to make use of them.
I was better at throwing things anyway...
Chucking one gun, I squarely hit Beast in the middle its forehead. I knew I had cut it because blood started to mat its hair on its forehead. This foiled its jump, and fell short of me. Un-fazed by my attack, it again lept at me with a vicious roar. Using the other gun like a bat, I swung it to hit Beast sideways in the head. And like a ball, it was thrown into the corridor wall. It made a decent hole in the wall, but I was prepared for it to come back.

I hated things who couldn't feel squat.

Not shaken from being hit by 4 feet of concrete, it sprang at me again.
When will this thing learn?

I jumped into the air to turn sideways, kicking Beast as if to kick a soccer ball.

It had learned.

It grabbed onto my leg with its claws, piercing my skin unmercifully. I screamed as pain thudded into my brain like ram. I finished the kick by kneeing it into the other wall. Concrete crumbled. The kick wasn't as powerful as I wanted because I was partly stunned from the pain. It still hung on me. I took a bunch of its hair, forcing it to look up at me. I then slammed its back into the wall again, trying to ignore the terrible pain in my right leg. Punching it in its eye, it lessened its grip on my poor, blood be woe leg. Being slightly dazed from the hit, I grabbed both its arms, yanked them a way, and shoved its ratty, disgusting face into the wall. I heard his ribs crunch a bit, and realized the time it made a hole in the wall, it was a matter of time it got a punctured lung.

Now, you may think I'm being a little too harsh for this poor creature called Beast. You may be thinking that inside there's a real human being. That if I made friends with it, it would be friendlier. Maybe it was traumatized and maybe if it went through therapy it would be nicer.

I'm sorry, but you're so very wrong. Very wrong.

Before Beast became a Beast, it killed innocent people. Its primary target was children. It would skin them alive and watch them bleed. It would tear out their eye balls, chop limbs off, and watch them suffer one at a time... and enjoyed it.
The thing before Beast was a serial killer. No difference now. It just got claws and fangs.

Now maybe all the sympathy you had for it is gone.

Cause that little thing just bit my arm.

Lith©2007

Unknown Thirds blog

2007-07-04T17:20:00.000-07:00

Me and Cati burst out of the computer room doors and quickly surveyed our surroundings.
Nobody was on our level at this point. Except for the Specials that we took out.

Cati looked up at me and said, "Okay, I thought that by now there would be someone out here..."
I emitted confusion to her and said, "I know... this is a little weird." I realized that I was still holding her hand and this warm feeling flashed through me... I emitted that emotion slightly to Cati.

She blinked, obviously embarrassed but flattered.
"My gosh Third! We need to go! Didn't I already tell you that?!"

I remembered--what I just forgot--where we were and all that.
"Oh, right," I said, a bit befuddled by my own actions."Uh... Lets go then."

I pulled her along to the opposite direction of where we came in. We both knew that if anyone saw us come in that there would be guards there.

We sped around a corner, going down the south hall, and...
There was about five guards there heading our way. One saw us and signaled the others to come. I looked at Cati and she didn't need to know I was looking at her. She just nodded at me.

I quickly pulled out my sword and turned if off the invisible mode. The guards stood there, amazed for a second. I bet they haven't seen a floating sword before.

That was all we needed.

I took out the guard standing closest to me by another one of those combos that I can do (Yes, I'm amazing. I know.) and he was down in a second.

Cati had just jumped into the fight when I finished with the first guard. She was now taking on two of them. The other two were just snapping out of the trance and going for Cati, not knowing I was there still. Or at all.

Idiots.

I stuck my sword into the floor and pushed myself up off it over the guards--like a poll vaulter--turned the invisible mode on again, and landed right in front of them.
Using the hilt of my sword and knocked one out by hitting him in the temple. I figured why get fancy if I don't have to right? Specially when they couldn't see me. The other one then knew that something was going on.

Jeez... That took him a while.

These little guards were so easy to beat. Nothing like Specials. Then again, all unaltered humans were like that.

I simply knocked him out the same way I did with the other one. He and the other guard were slumped almost together--back-to-back--on the perfectly white floor, so clueless as to what was really going on.

Cati looked so bored. She didn't like it when there wasn't a challenge in a fight.

One guard was in front of her, the other behind her. She glanced behind her and kicked the guard square in the face with her hot boots of hers.
The other one was about to stun her with a tiny gun. She whipped herself around and grabbed his wrist with the gun in it and twisted it until the guard was screaming in pain and dropped it.
She picked it up and stabbed it into the guards gut. He instantly dropped to the ground.

Huh. He was taken out by his own weapon.

She dropped the gun... thing. And started calling for me.
"Thirrrrrd? Where are you?"
"Right in front of you." She jumped a little, and then I grabbed her hand.
"Come on lets go. Patchwork might get out soon." We startedt o run down the hall.Cati's face darkened as I said Patchworks name. She was glaring straight ahead then said,
"I hate that-"
We reached the window. We were going to have to break it. No biggie. These windows weren't for opening. Just for decoration, or camouflage whatever you want to call it.
I pulled out my sword, which was practically indestructible, and smashed the hilt through the window.
It fell apart easily. Cati looked at me, grinned, then said.
"Well, that's one way to do it." She said as I gave her the teasing emotion as I wrapped my arms around her waist."Yes, that's my way of doing it," I said as I jumped out the window. "Unlike yours, you probably would have thrown one of the guards through the window. Right?"
She grinned and nodded. I smiled and, yet again put her hand to my face to let her know what my facial expression was.

"Will I ever get to see what you look like?" Cati asked me quietly. So quietly, I knew I was seeing the different side of her. The soft side. And I knew this was very rare life time moment.

"I think you will... just not... now."

Her fingers were tracing along my face, trying to figure out what I looked like. My heart skipped a couple beats and I got that feeling that I always get whenever I see her or am around her.

"Well, why not now?" She asked. Her big blue eyes looked at me, pleading.

I couldn't show her. Not here not now. If only she understood...
"Okay," I sighed. Her eyes lit up in expectation. "I can't show you now." She looked disappointed. I tried to explain, "Its not the right time yet. But I promise you that you will see me someday. Someday soon. The whole me. But you have to promise me that when you do see me that you will remember me as who I am now, not who I was in the past. Can you do that?" Her fingers were twirling around an invisible curl of my hair. She had a slight look of confusion on her face and said,
"Yes. I promise."

I sighed, this time out of relief. And squeezed her harder. She smiled and rested her head on
my chest as well as she could. Then we were off to the meeting point.

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-07-02T12:40:00.000-07:00

"Oh!" I said, clasping my hands together near my collar bones. "I finally found some Security!"

Both of them looked at each other in confusion.

"There are rouge Specials running about!" I tilted my head, "Didn't you know?!"

Both shook their helmeted heads.

I continued, "I'm only a Minor and when I saw one of them attacking Guards in the 900 wing, I had to go find help! I would of helped them, but this was a Major Special. I think her name was Lith... She would of kicked me into next week!"

Cati teased me that I was a better actress than a Special. Maybe she was right...

Both guards looked at each other again and started heading down the corridor towards me. "You wouldn't mind taking our place while we go get back up?" One asked.

"Na." I waved my hand at them. They passed, when I turned around, grasped both of their heads, and banged them together. They crumpled to the ground, groaning.

"Whoops! I just remembered! I'm that Special!! Silly me to forget to mention that... And silly for you to believe me..." I dragged both of them into a cell (which opened with their security codes), took their codes away (its only a card), as well as their guns and left them there.

I started running down more halls again, (now with codes!), to skid to another halt.

Something crouched near Darvire's door.

It was the same something that crashed through the Greenhouse glass.

"Beast..." I hissed.

Lith©2007

Unknown Thirds blog

2007-06-30T14:01:00.000-07:00

Well, this has been interesting. Cati is now telling off Patchwork and is... Woah, holding my hand.... somehow...
Mmmm...

Suddenly I felt Cati pulling on my hand saying, "Third? Hello? Lets go!"

I looked at her and, even though she couldn't see it, smiled. Then said, "I'm smiling right now."

She blushed then said, "I'll ask you why later. Don't go all teddy bear on me right now! We. Have. Too. Go."

Patchwork smiled, however much she can, then the screen--which was left on the floor--flickered some of her thoughts across it. It was somehow still connected to her.
"I'm going to kill him. I'm going to kill him right in front of you. I swear I will. The only thing you will ever see of him is his blood."

I've never seen Cati so mad.

She came right up to Patchworks face; inches from it. Then her hand came slowly up to Patchworks face and found a loose stitch. She grabbed it and slowly pulled it out.

"Hmm..." Cati almost hissed,"It seems that I could kill you right now, and those words would be your last. If I ever see you do anything to Third, if you ever even think about so much as touching him. You will be lying in a pool of your own blood before you can even blink." Venom was dripping off her words.

Patchwork looked terrified.
I was even scared of her... and she was defending me!

Cati was still ripping the stitch out of her face slowly, and Patchwork was screaming slightly.
Suddenly she ripped out the rest of it in one single movement.

Patchwork was bleeding from the open wound and had a look in her eyes like none I've ever seen before.

Cati looked at the stitch in her hand flicked it away then looked down at Patchwork and said, "But I won't kill you. I'm going to give you one chance. That's it. You can't say that I didn't."

I grabbed her hand back then said, "Okay, now. Lets go. Calm down." I said squeezing her hand.

She tried to look at me, but couldn't.

Sometimes, I forget I'm invisible.

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-06-30T08:53:00.000-07:00

They crashed through the door, even though they had all the security codes to unlock it.
They all wore full suits of SWAT team-looking things, except for the fact that they were flame proof, couldn't tear--mostly-- and they more lethal and high tech guns. All the security 101 who guarded Building 5 were specially trained to handle any Special.

But they weren't ready for my genius.

Which, frankly, was very simple.

Punching two holes in the wall--one on each side of the door towards the floor--I found some water pipes. I had brought some fishing line (yes, that is so high tech, I know). I tied it to each pipe across the door.The cot in this cell had a black blanket, so I managed to hang it over the door.

Jumping above the door, I knocked two more holes, so I could grasp the inside of the wall, like some Spiderman, and waited for the unsuspecting security.

It was comical. The first guy who busted through the door, didn't see the blanket or the line, tripped over it and fell with a merry 'bang' on the floor. The next guy didn't stop running in, tripped over the line, and falling on top of the first guy. Then the next guy and the next guy fall on top of them, and then the next, till 5 guys were on the floor in an awkward sprawl. I heard the rest of them pause in the hall.

That was all I needed.

I dropped down, grabbing the door frame, swinging through feet first. I knocked down the first guy in my way. With this momentum, I landed on his chest as he landed on the ground. I sprung into a flip, grabbing the next guys bullet proof vest when I flew over him. I hit the next one after him with the heels of my boots, making him fall under my impact. I stayed on his chest, like I did to the first guard. Still holding on to the guy, a swung him over me to hit the last security guard almost at the same time the guard I was standing on hit the ground.

Jeez, this took so much time to write, but it all happened quickly.

This was way too much fun. Plus, I needed the exercise.

Seeing that there were no more guards, I started running down the hall before any of the guards recovered. I saw the signs nailed up on the walls pointing what numbered cell were where, I took a sharp right down another hall.

Two guards were switching posts near the middle of the hallway. I skidded to a halt. Both of them heard my boots squeak to a stop and swung their flashlights around in my direction. I held up my hand to sheild my eyes from a beam of light , even thought the light didn't bother me at all.

"Hey, what are you doing done here?!" One of them yelled at me. He sounded concerned.

Alright.

Time to play the mistress in distress.

Lith©2007

Cati's Blog

2007-06-30T08:51:00.000-07:00

I gasped as saw Patchwork on top of an invisible body.

She could frikin' see him.

Standing there I was stunned for a second.
Then I lifted up my pointy toed Kick butt boot and gave her a butt full of foot. I grinned as I felt her body under my boot. It was a lot better then air.

She recovered and grabbed at what I knew was Thirds shirt, then planted her feet on his chest and back flipped off him full blast.

I heard a *GASP!* from third, then a light *poof!* behind me. Then...

I got a butt full of foot.

Ooh, you little... I turned and tried to punch her stomach, but lightly jumped back, to swing around, fully kick invisible third squarely in the chest. You heard him 'ooof!' and fall down.
She turned to me and grinned to start advancing on me. Yikes.
"THIRD!" I yelled, "You'd better get the freaking heck up RIGHT NOW!"

Then I swung a punch at her head again. She just snaked that evil little head out of my way.

I should have learned the first time.

She pulled out a little portable computer screen from inside a sleeve of her kimono. The computer screen was somehow connected to her thoughts.
It flickered and then little words started showing up on the screen.
"I'm not here to fight, I would love too, but The Mistress knew that this was going to happen one day so she prepared me for it. She says it happens to all her Specials at some point."

I look up at Third and I get the confusion thing emitting off him. Jeez, I felt the same way.

"Look Bride of Frankenstein, We're not interested. I have better things to do then talk to you for hours about something that's pointless. So I've got to go and not waste my life talking to you."

Another thought flickered across the screen, "You sorry excuse..." But stopped. She sighed. "There's no point." She thought, "You actually really don't want to leave this place. Where else to go? Exactly. No where. The Mistress recommends you stop before you do something you might regret."
I glared at her and said.
"Well, anywhere where I don't have to see your face is better..."

"What are you suggesting?" Third asked. I was about to protest when Patchwork turned her back and started pacing a little. Right then a series of little taps went into my ear, he wanted me to trap her while she was monologuing, through the computer's security system with my awesome ability to type behind my back single handedly.
Got it.
I was typing behind my back silently as Patchwork said,
"She knows that every Special thinks at one point that they think they aren't needed in the Facility, or they think there are better things out there. Obviously you've been lied to. You have no where better than here. And everyone is needed. Even to a complete computer nerd like you, and this lackey who is too afraid to show is cowardly face."
"You know, not seeing his face is better then seeing yours. At least he knows that he actually has one." I smiled my meanest sweetest smile at her.
Then I glanced back at the screen quickly while she wasn't looking.
I was almost there...
Patchwork had a look of annoyance on her face then the screen popped some more stuff on it.
"The Mistress wants to know who told you that you could get away? Or at least made you think that you could get away?"

Suddenly, before my witty remark could be made, two large nozzles that looked like fire hoses came down from the ceiling. Patchwork looked up at the noise. Before she could move, they shot out a substance that looked like electricity, but tentacle- like. They rapped themselves around Patchwork, trapping her, and making her immobile.
"Oh, yeah! Eat that you MORON! Computer nerd my butt! Look what my fabulous skills got you into! HA! Oh and Third is always going to be better then you," I said taking his hand,"No matter what you do or where you go everyone, everywhere they are all going to hate you. Forever."

Ink©2007

By The Way...

2007-06-29T09:24:00.000-07:00

If anyone has any questions, or wants to know more on something that's happening in our blog, ask, please, and Ink (Cati) and I will try to explain.

Nows the chance!

oOLithOo

XxCatixX

)Unknown Third(

Lith©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-06-25T08:56:00.000-07:00

I landed on the top of the building below with a soft 'crunch'. I blinked, and my eye sight turned yellow. I looked around.

In the far east leading to the north, there were the shadows of Olmra mountain range. To the west curving to the south, tiny shadows that whispered of a dense forest. In this crescent valley, there were many buildings that housed monsters as well as their creators--more monsters though. The Facility was made up of 24 building structures, 3 helicopter pads, a 9 acer training field; a run way, as well as a 7 plane hanger, a large garage full of combat jeeps, also a huge garage that housed our many weapons; our own underground subway, a 10 foot electrical fence with barb wire encircled our estates, a 20 foot guarded wall 30 yards behind that, guard houses positioned ever so 100 yards apart from each other, and a sign outside of the fence--on the way to the gravel road here--saying The International Science Institute of Modern Science. It betrayed the real purpose of what really happened behind these walls.

Everything near to me had cool tones. No one in sight. I blinked again, and my infrared vision went off.

I pressed myself behind a large pipe as a search spot light light passed inches from where I hid. I hated those things. They perched up in the guard towers like big huge fire flies. They had their own power source, so what Cati did in the Comp. Room had no affect on them. I waited a moment or two, then took a running start to the edge of the building. I sprung up in to the air, aiming myself for the next building... 50 yards away.

Of course I cleared the jump perfectly. I landed with a metal 'thud' on top of a pipe on all fours, like some kind of predator of the night. My eyes turned yellow when I turned my vision to infrared again. Just some small heated bodies of birds roosting near by turned up a redish orange. In the distance, I saw helicopters hot red forms buzzing around. I blinked, and vision returned to normal... if you think 'normal' is never seeing shadows cause you can see through them.

I stood up and dusted off my hands to jump lightly to the roof top. The next building in front of me was Building 5. I surveyed it with my keen eyes... figured the best way in... and tightened my fighting gloves. I went over all my possibilities...

There is a flag pole thing sticking out of the building around the 4th story... Darvire is on the 6th floor of this 10 story high Building... Bars cover every window... Guards are most likely pacing the corridors, even with the lights gone... They most likely had flash lights along with their weapons... I can do this.

I inhaled deeply and jumped. I flew through the air, towards the flag pole. I grasped the metal, swung around two times like a gymnast to let go and fly up two stories. I somehow managed to grab on to a window sill on my decent; my hands holding me up, while the rest of my body dangled below. I pulled myself up so my chin rested on the window sill. I looked into the room beyond.

It was an empty cell... thank goodness! It was not in my intentions to release any more convicts than needed...

I heaved my elbows onto the ledge to reach into my pocket for one of Cati's doo-dads. It was a pen, but it wasn't no ordinary pen. Push the button that would normally have the point come out, a thin laser would. I choppily cut the bars off--one by one, top then bottom--casually throwing them through the glass of the window. Gripping two metal stubs with my hands, I climbed up the brick building. Whipping away the pieces of glass, I tumbled into the room, like a floor gymnast. I instantly stood up, ready and alert. I heard the thud of guard boots, who obviously heard the crashing of the glass, coming towards me.

Funny, that was exactly what I wanted.

Lith©2007

Unknown Thirds blog

2007-06-23T19:45:00.000-07:00

Cati just finished up cleaning up any trace that we'd... well, that she'd been on the computer.
Right when she was getting up I heard it. Light tap, tap tap of about a dozen Specials coming down the hallway.
I looked down at Cati, she looked back up at me with big worried eyes and said,
"Oh my gosh. We need to get out of here... now. Tell Lith that the deals off, she shouldn't come-"
I cut her off by wrapping my arms around her waist and throwing her over my shoulder and ran straight to the door.

Then... Surprise!

Patchwork dropped down from the ceiling in front of us with that awkward grin of hers. The fact that her lip-less mouth was sown shut was just gross. She made it even better by painting fake lips on them in an outrageous bright pink.

Patchwork lived up to her name. She was the Asian female version of Frankenstein. Her body was covered in angry surgery and tube scars. One eye was brown while the other was a weird yellow. Her jet black hair was up in a bun by chop sticks, and her bright red kimono was way too big for her tall, super skinny figure. Her sleeves engulfed her hands, and they were several inches too long. A large yellow cloth tied around her middle in a big bow in the back. Her jerky movements betrayed that she was the most flexible being alive.

I set Cati down instantly and whipped out my sword. She had already taken a fighting stance and had her most fierce and deadly look on her face then said,
"Well, hello Patchwork. Come to ruin our little party with your face?... or rather what's left of it?"
I knew what Cati was up too, she was distracting Patchwork so I could go around her and get the first blow in. Luckily, my sword has an invisible mode on it, so it was set that way at the time.
I quietly signaled Lith with a series of taps on my ear piece that we needed her help getting out, also about Patchwork.

Patchwork knotted her little pencil eye brows together in frustration. It made her mad that she looked like she did... but it was worse when she couldn't even say a come back.

She front flipped forwards, hands before feet (like this was the easiest thing to do in the world.) and bent down to Cati's level. She held up three (oddly enough) white manicured fingers with a face that said, "Read between the lines, sister."

Cati's face was covered in rage. "Read this!" She swung a punch at Patchwork's face. Patchwork didn't flinch as she snaked her head to the left, and Cati hit air.
She was about to kick Cati when I slashed at her with my sword.

Patchwork spun around and clapped down on the flat sides of the blade, stopping it from striking her... some how. The sword point was inches from her face.

You could hear the little distinct giggle of satisfaction in her mouth. Hands still clamped down on the blade, she flipped over it...

Landing on my forearms. I couldn't believe how light she was! It was like holding a kitten!

She crouched there, her arms resting on her knees. I was too stunned to move, nether-the-less, throw her off. She pointed to her yellow eye and then poked my invisible nose.

I was horrified...

She could see me!

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-06-23T12:48:00.000-07:00

I had punched a couple of holes into the wall.
I found out that whoever lived in the room next door had serious hygiene issues. I didn't know you could have that many boxes of pizza stacked up soo high... as well as that many clothes on the ground... not to mention that the bed looked like ti was growing seven different species of fungi.
Gross.

Then the lights went out. Yes!

"Talitha?" Unknown Third suddenly mocked in my ear.
I punched in another hole. I guess that person also like some sort of band. My hand went right through some poster. "Don't. Call. Me. That." I growled, trying to sound like Cati when she's mad.
He chuckled at my feeble attempt. "Ooh, I'm scared now! Just a quivering!" He said sarcastically. I moaned. "Oh, just shut up."
"Sorry, not my occupation. Thing is, I can't get you out of there." I groaned now. He continued, "They're now suspecting us in the building. Cati and I are going to meet you up at the hiding spot. As soon as Cati is done here. You're on your own."
"Blah," was my remark.

I jumped up on the 5th story window sill as graceful as a cat, gripping the sides with my hands. I looked up at the moonless sky. Perfect for a rescue.
Well, here goes nothing...
I leaped off into the black abyss called night.

Cati's blog

2007-06-23T10:42:00.000-07:00

Me and Third ran into the computer room, and I headed right for the main computer. Third sealed up the door and I felt him standing next to me.
"Did they change all the passwords on here too?" Third asked me.
"No. I guess it was just the door. They didn't have time to get in here." I got into the security systems main database and started shutting everything down for Lith.
The screen flickered and big bold letters came up,

BUILDING SECURITY DISABLED.

I sighed, then went on to the cameras.

CAMERAS DISABLED.

Then I heard Third say.
"Jeez, I didn't know you were such a computer whiz." I could tell he was impressed.
"Well," I replied, "You need to know these things at times like this."

ALL LIGHTS SHUT DOWN.

The room instantly went dark. Both me and Third whipped out a couple glow sticks, and I kept going. I breathed a sigh for relief.
"Now," I said, "You signal Lith, I erase all the evidence that we've ever been here, and off we go to the meeting point."
"I signaled Lith. She's on her way."
"Good" I said, "Now just give me a minute and we're out of here."

Unknown Thirds blog

2007-06-23T09:14:00.001-07:00

I was flying through the hallways at top speed, I wasn't about to let anything happen to Cati while I was gone.
5...
Jeez, she'd better not do anything stupid...
7...
I hope Lith's okay, and staying put...
9... 10...
11.
I made it in record time. I guess that 15 seconds was more then enough time. I readied myself for the fight that was about to go down. I whipped out my two foot hilt that popped out into a full sword and braced myself.

15.

At that exact moment me and Cati leaped out from around the corner and started to put our little plan into action. The one that I was going to take out heard me coming, but couldn't see me, I took advantage of her weakness and whipped my sword around and have her a solid blow to the head. She was holding her head in agony when I looked up to see what Cati was up to. She was on top of a Special trying to hold him down, she reached for his neck but he reached up and pounded her in the head with his fist. She shook it off, then grabbed his arm as it was coming down and twisted it until she popped it out of its socket.

The Special that I had hit was getting up ready to attack...

Wait... where was the third Special?

Suddenly the a burst of pain shot through my back. I twisted around to see the female Special looking right at me and she placed a solid blow right at my nose.

I decided that I was done playing games with her, I whipped out a combo on her so fast that I couldn't even see what I was doing.

She was down for the count with that one.

I smiled, then checked on Cati again.
I saw a Special on the ground, his neck broken and he was dead.

That's my girl.

She was now fighting with the third Special, I have no idea where he came from but she was holding her own against him.
Time froze, so did the Special, and grabbed the robot that tattled on us and CRACK!
Right up against the Specials head.
Time went back its normal state and Cati tossed the robot aside.
It was totally destroyed. She really hated that robot. Cati looked around for me then said,
"Whoo. Alright. Ready to do this? Gosh where are you?" I walked up to her and touched her shoulder to let her know,
"Yup. Lets just get this over with." I relpied.

Cati logged in the password.

ACCESS DENIED.

She looked pretty mad.
"What?" She said in such a scathing tone that I practically flinched.
"Hmmm... I'll just have to rewire it." She said to to herself like it was the most simple thing in the world. Of course I was clueless.
I looked at her sort of surprised that she took it that well after her little scathing moment.
"How long will it take?" I asked.
She had busted open the little key pad and was already looking at all the little wires,
"About... 5 minutes. Maybe more. Let Lith know what's going on, then guard the hall for me okay?"
"Yeah no prob. Lith?"
"Yeeees? What's going on?"
"Well, we had to take out a couple Specials, and now Cati has to rewire the access panel to the computer room. Its going to be another 10-15 until I can come and get you okay?"
"Uhhh, yeah. Just hurry please. There are some Specials around here too." I could tell she was a little bit worried by the tone of her voice.
"Yeah, okay. If you need help then just let us know and we'll be there as soon as we can. Bye."
Cati was bent over her work and it had been about two minutes,
"How's it going?" I asked.
"Its going fine. This system is fairly old so it shouldn't take as long as I expe-"Suddenly the door slid open. She looked up at me, grinned, then said,
"I am so good."

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-06-22T19:49:00.000-07:00

I was hiding out in an abandoned apartment room near the Head Building. It was complete with the peeling wallpaper, crappy lighting, creaking floors, and the mouse scat...

Cati and Unknown Third's conversation buzzed in my ear; their words were muffled and I knew they were having a private conversation. Cati had tunned my out. What was going on with them...?
I noticed every single noise; my eyes darting everywhere. In the distance there was the whine of helicopters and the shouts of officers looking for the missing convicts. They would of never of guessed a little troupe was breaking in their Mother Base.

I tensed up as some Specials rushed by the decaying door. No doubt some Minors wanting to look what was all the fun was about.
I can't believe I was so stupid not to realize that Minor that found us in the Green house... I thought angrily to myself, thinking of that one Minor. I should of realized that he was there... eavesdropping...stupid stupid stupid... I banged my head on the wall a couple of times for good measure.

Now I was getting impatient. I wasn't known to get impatient... just worried. They should of been in the Comp. Room, and Unknown Third should of been flying through this window any moment too. I paced...
When a flicker caught my attention. I had re-look. It was only a mirror hanging on the wall, and I had seen my own graceful reflection. I chuckled to myself in my nervousness. Then looked back at me. I was wearing the fashionable sleek, black combat suit that outlined my every curve. I wore a dark matrix looking jacket over it, leaving it unbuttoned. My gloved hands were on my hips, and my legs were spread apart with high heeled boots that laced up the front on my feet. My hair was up in a high pony tail. I suddenly punched the mirror into million of little pieces. I hated the way my face looked alienated. I looked more like the elf that blessed me than the human girl I should of been. My dark eyes slanted, my nose more sharp, and my hight cheek bones, plus my graceful neck... I didn't look human...

I gasped at the sudden pain in my right hand. The glass had punctured my gloves. I hissed as I took a shard of glass out. My own blood dripped from the tiny shard. I let it drop to the ground where it shattered like the glass that it was. I sucked at my wound, trying to make the bleeding stop. This is why Specials are recommended not to have mirrors in their rooms... They hate their own images.

Third's voice popped up in my head. "Yeah, no prob. Lith?"
"Yeees." I replied, "What's going on?"
"Well, we had to take out a couple Specials (no wonder it was taking so long), and now Cati has to rewire the access panel to the computer room. Its going to be another 10-15 until I can come and get you okay?"
"Uhhh, yeah. Just hurry please. There are some Specials around here too." I said, letting my worry show.
"Yeah, okay. If you need help then just let us know and we'll be there as soon as we can. Bye."
I almost screamed. I needed to get out of this room.
Seriously.
I think something about being around mouse poop will make you crazy.

Lith©2007

Cati's blog

2007-06-22T19:45:00.000-07:00

I'm starting to like flying more and more... at least when I have Third's arms around me...
Anyway...

We made it to the top of the building we went and scanned the halls.
Nobody.
I nodded at him, and we headed down towards the west hall. I felt Thirds hard arm stop me right before we could make the turn.
There were guards there.
Not just any guards either.
Specials.
Third quickly took my hand, then we walked into a room that we knew that nobody else but the Mistress could get into.
Mine.
I had the best security hooked up there. I did all the programming myself.
I accessed the room and we walked in. Then I shut the door and all of the security turned back on automatically. I looked up at Third then asked,
"What's the plan?"
"Well," He replied, "There are three of them and two of us right? So, I go in and take one out then you-" I cut him off saying,
"What your just going to march in there without me? I'm surprised that they didn't already hear us! How did they know that we'd be coming there anyway?" All I heard was,
"Well, about that..."
"You didn't disable the security robot?! Oh my gosh, Third!! It totally tattled on us!" I felt some guilt emitting off him then added,
"I guess it okay." I said a little softer, "What's three Specials for us right? But let me get one thing straight: You are NOT going in there without me. We're going to do this together or not at all. Got it?"
"Yeah, I got it. I just don't want you to get hurt, that's all." By then he was standing right in front of me (I could just feel it okay?) and I looked up where I knew his face was then said,
"Gosh, you are so sweet, but I won't get hurt. Not with you at my side" I smiled and he hugged me.
Then it came to me.
"Okay, I've got a plan. Now listen. You fly through the other halls and get to the other side of them, I'll wait 15seconds and then I'll go out and start the butt kickery. Do you think that you can make it there in less then 15 seconds?" I looked up at where the slightest outline of his face was when he said,
"I can do that. So problem. I was trained for this type of thing, and so were you. Lets do it."

Ink©2007

Unknown Thirds blog

2007-06-22T18:53:00.001-07:00

I flew up to the top of the building where only one guard remained. It was probably because the others were out looking for me in surrounding areas for Lith, Cati, and I . I don't think that it crossed their minds that we would actually come back to the head buildings. Or maybe it did.
I took the guard out with one swift pick at a pressure point.
He was out in less then a second.
As you can tell this dude was human; easy to take out.
I jumped through one of the many broken windows and headed for the west hall.
Where the main computer was.
Lith couldn't get in until Cati took out the security so that's where I was headed first.
It was easier then I expected to get into. They didn't change the security codes yet, and the little security robot let me in. I guess it still recognized me as a ally (And no it can't see me. It recognized my vital signs and genetics etc.). I knew that it would make a record that I'd been here, but Cati could take care of that.
I got in and checked for anyone in there.
Nobody.
This was seeming a little to easy...
I wasn't going to start questioning it now though, but I wasn't going to let my guard down either.
Then I went down the hall and opened the nearest window and went to get Cati.
She was hidden in an abandoned building and was right where she needed to be: on the roof top hiding in a shed.
She heard me land and quickly walked out and whispered, "Where are you? Did you get everything done?"
I grabbed her hand to let her know where I was and pulled her towards me.
"Yes," I replied, "I didn't take out the guards on Lith's level though. I figured she could take care of that."
Cati looked up at me and grinned then said, "I think your right about that one." I grabbed her hand again and put her fingers up to my face so she would know that I was smiling too. Then asked, "Are you ready to do this?"
She breathed out dropped her hand down then said,
"Am I ever not ready?"
I smiled at her again (but she didn't know that) she then felt for my body and wrapped her arms around my neck, I wrapped my arms around her waist.
And we were off.

Ink©2007

Cati's blog

2007-06-22T17:01:00.001-07:00

We landed about a mile from The Mistress' head quarters, our former home, and started to put our plan in into action.

Thirds job: Fly in take out the guards on the levels that me and Lith needed to get into, Fly me into the building and take me to the computer's main system, signal Lith, then open a window on the level that she needs to get into. Then guard Lith's hallway until she and Dravire come out, then he comes to get me and we go to the meeting point.

Lith's job: Wait for the signal from Third, jump in, take out anyone who gets in her way, then get into Darvire's cell and get him to come with us. Then get out and come to the meeting point where me and Third will be waiting.

My job: Hack into the computers main system and disable the security cameras and the security system, also the lights, because Lith can see in the dark, as well as Darvire (being the one who gave her the Gift). Then get make no trace that I'd ever been in the computers system, and go to the meeting point with Third and wait for Lith and Darvire.

Okay, here goes nothing...

XxKisseSxX
Cati

Ink©2007

Cati's blog

2007-06-22T14:36:00.000-07:00

Holy crap.
I'm in the air right now. Gosh, Third failed to mention that he could FLY!!!
Jeeeeeeeeez.
He feels like there's a hot bod under these clothes...

I don't really know what happened. We were talking, I got mad then I'm flying through the air thinking about Thirds body.
Lith is telling us why we were attacked, I guess that little piece of crap tattled on us while we were talking about Darvire and the whole leaving thinger.
I'm still a little lost and sort of freaked out about the whole leaving thing, I never thought that Lith would pull one like that on me, I just thought that we were all going to... well... you know stay evil the rest of our lives working for The Mistress and all that jazz.

"Cati?"
"What? Oh!" I hugged Third harder when I remembered that we were so high, I don't like heights that much and I felt like I was going to see my lunch again very soon.
"Are you okay?" Third asked.
"Well, let me get back to you on that mkay? Maybe once I'm ON THE GROUND I can answer you. By the way, thanks so much for telling me about this little ability."
Suddenly Lith broke into our whole little conversation and said,
"We need to go back."
I was ready to go all out on her when Third said,
"Why? We don't even really know what we're doing and going back will probably get us killed... or worse."
"Darvire."
I said, "Why should we go back for that b-"
Third cut me off saying, "Really? Why should we go back for him? Do we need him in any crucial way? Or is this just a, sorry I have to say it, 'spring fling'?"
Lith, "What?"
Oh my gosh.
"S-P-R-I-N-G F-L-I-N-G LITH. Like a guy that you only like for a couple months then totally get over him because it was a FLING. Why would you like that cream puff anyway?"
Lith looked a little hurt then said, "I'm the one who got us in this mess... and he's the one to get us out. He came from those Angelias... and he could help us..." She added in a softer note, "And I trust him."
"YOU trust him NOT ME. I say we just leave him over there."
Third squeezed me a little harder in saying 'back off' I nodded and... well, backed off.
Third burned a U-ey and we were heading back.
"What the heck do you think your doing?"
Third replyed, "Were going back"
Lith grinned.
"Why? Because...?"
"Lith's right. We could use his help and its not like we have a place to stay maybe he could provide some shelter. Plus The Mistress knows every place that we've ever been too. So, he'll probably take us somewhere safe."
I looked at him knowing that he was right, but still gave him my well-known glare of hate.
"Fine. Its not like we can just walk in and say 'Oh, yeah we forgot our vampire. Can we go and get him?' we need a plan..."

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-06-12T18:24:00.000-07:00

Cati starred at me. No, not a glare. Surprised. "That's... impossible!!"
"Well, that's what happened." I crossed my arms. I knew something was different in me since I saw Darvire for the first time. I felt alive again. I felt like I could take on the Mistress herself. "And that's why I need to let him escape."

Both Cati and Unknown Third stiffened up. They knew the penalty of treason. And death looked pretty welcoming compared what awaited those who became traitors.

Cati was struggling with an answer. Before she could, a tall Special walked in. He was a Minor, compared to our status. I realized he was only a kid, but the testing we were put through daily took a toll on his youth hood. My stomach squeezed again. Little children shouldn't go through with this...

"Lith, Cati?" He asked. He didn't know Third was sitting right behind him. It was odd hearing a 7-year-olds voice coming out of him when he looked 17. "The Mistress demands that you go and torture information out of prisoner 342 in cell 452." He said bluntly.
"Right." I said. "Is that all?"
He shook his head. "Alright then, back to your duties." I said, and he left without a hesitance, much less a noise...

Which is worrisome because of my acute hearing...

Cati and Unknown Third still stared at me. Well... not Unknown Third, but you could tell he was. "Guys?"
Cati bit her lip... then turned to biting her nails... then turned to glaring at me again. She was trying to break years of training and testing backwards with her free will--or what she had left of it. Third was fidgeting.

I don't know which one was worse.

I suddenly heard someone--or something --outside the green house, starring inside through the glass behind me. I made the slightest whisper inside my mouth, "Shh." Both Cati and Third both jumped at the sudden noise in their head from the chips. "Say... yes... no. And I'll have my answer."

The glass behind us suddenly exploded into tiny shards as that something jumped through it.

But we weren't there when those knife sharp pieces--that would of killed us--crashed down where we once were.

Cati stopped time around us for 10 seconds.

Unknown Third then grabbed both of us in his muscular arms and flew us out of there.

I had my answer.

Lith©2007

Interesting Tid Bit By: Lith

2007-06-11T17:41:00.001-07:00

<Info taken out of the Unfortunate History of Misfortune by: Hurish Neo, the Centaur>

Okay. To explain things further, you must know of the world we live in.
It is futuristic, as well as fantastical. Murder and terror line the street like people. People always disappear, and people always seem to forget who they are.
The planets name is classified for the moment, but I can tell you the meaning of the name.

It means Misfortune.

There are 4 continents, and all are ruled by different Elders that represent their Clan.
Here are the names of the continents.

There is the woodland continent of Ereldelor.

The misty relm of Aeowindur.

The mountainous area of Uria.

And the temperate zone of Iomar.

The names of the Elders and where they are from can be found on the Angelias' blog.

The Angelias are the rebel group who fight against the Organizations for the Better Life. The Organizations for the Better Life (aka, the Raiorel) took organized and took over Uria because of the citizens greed for gold and precious stones. Then from there, the corrupted the other lands till they ruled all of Misfortune. Since then, Misfortune has been ruled by the tyrannic Raiorel for 204 years and the Group of Elders struggles to hold power in what happens in their Kingdoms.

The special group of beings who were the strings behind the success of the Raiorel were rare and ultra rare creatures. They were the ones blessed with special powers and altered into being more special. They did what they were told to do and did it without blinking an eye. Kill, torture, shoot, throw, and what else. They called themselves the Deman'eraz. It meant, "We Are the Specials." From 200 years ago, it was commanded by a woman who only went by the name the Mistress.
Many fear her. People have died in her wake. She is the most outlawed Creature known to Misfortune.

She still lives today without much of a winkle under her eyes. She definitely doesn't miss sleep of what she does.

And the Centaur who wrote this book has long been shot in the back of the head. Many of the books burned, and hiders annihilated.

One book remains. In the Library of Heovin. Heovin cannot be reached because it has sense been proven a legendary relm... Or so Said the Mistress. So thought her disciplinary skills. So thought her ego maniacal head of hers. She thought she could kill all decency and soul in a person.

She was wrong.

She didn't kill all of it out of me.

Lith©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-06-07T19:30:00.000-07:00

I shrugged my shoulders and looked at my scarred hands in thought... "I think... it's a childhood thing. Trust from long ago." I glanced at Cati, "She should know."
She stiffened as we felt Unknown Third stare at her. "How?"
"Children Ties." Cati glowered at me. "That can't ever really be severed..."
Unknown Third was confused.
I preened my long dark hair. "It's hard to explain. I'll try though." I got up. I always talked better standing and using my hands. "When you're young, and you know when you have that one good friend? That was how me and Cati were. But when I moved, it was really hard." I sighed. "Why is it soo hard to explain this?"
"Let me try." Cati said roughly. I sat down. "We were so close, and we trusted each other so much, we didn't want to let that go. " She held up her hand as in 'STOP'. Silent chuckles were issuing from Unknown Third. "Yes, I know. Weird seeing me care for someone." She glared at his invisible self. "GET. OVER. IT."
And he did. She could scare anyone she wanted to with her light blue eyes in an intense glare.
"Anyways, over time, when you start to miss that friend, your bond just grows stronger from the longing. I'm more attached to her though..." Cati lowered her eyes. "It's some of that Angelia stuff. Before we came here."
"To the Deman'eraz?" Third asked.
"Well, that's where we are now, aren't we?" Cati snapped.
Unknown Third got up. "So let me see if I got this right. You two have these... Ties that you can't break. You guys are best friends for life, no matter what?"
I nodded, "Usually."
"So, what about you and Darvire?"
My stomach squeezed. "Um... It was a quick tie. A fast bond. He was so interesting, I wanted to see him again..."
"But," Cati cut in, "he would of had to bond to you too."
"And he did."

Lith©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-06-03T13:21:00.000-07:00

Finally we met up in the Secret Place up on top of Building 9... In the Greenhouse. Cati knew for sure there wasn't any security systems here. We could talk freely.
Unknown Third entered. The glass door opened and closed. Slightly in the heat of the room, we could see his outline in the haze. He sat down on a crate next to a leafy plant. Already Cati and I were seated on enormous, up-turned pots. "Finally!" Cati said, exasperated, "You take long enough!"
Unknown Third sighed, "Sorry. Sometimes being invisible is hard! Plus you basically told me to wait in the training room for nothing. So yes, it did take me 'long enough' to get here because I went through a detour for you!"
I giggled into my hand, while Cati just shot him a death glare.
"So, why are we here?" He asked.
"Gossip!" Cati yelled.
"Shh!!" Me and Third hissed at once.
Cati stuck out her tongue. "Soo, what went on between you two? Other than the fact I busted my butt off saving your hide!"
And I explained what had happened, in utter most detail as possible, but not giving away my emotions.
"All my hard work for that?!" Cati looked miffed. "So he trusts you and you him. Big whoop. He's the enemy, may I remind you." She crossed her arms. "I ran into the Mistress today, just for you..."
All of us cringed at her name.
"Well, there must be something more on your mind." Third said.
"Um... yeah." I confessed. "I've been rethinking our purpose here."
I could sense both Cati's and Unknown Third's displeasure. Both didn't go against the People. Otherwise there would be 'punishment'. "So treason?" Third whispered.
"I--" I faltered. "Yes."
Cati threw her hands in the air, and Third emitted his fear in the issue. "Lith, are you trying to get us all killed?! If you weren't my best friend, I would report you to the Mistress!" Cati started to pace around.
"But I need to rescue Darvire!" I said suddenly.
Cati starred me down. "ALL this for a Vampire?! Once you save him, he'll just suck your guts out for crying out loud!"
"No--He's not--"
Cati cut me off again, "Is this because you like him? That is too weird. We weren't trained to 'like', Talitha!" She stopped her pacing. "Hey, since this is a 'girl' talk, should I send Third outside?"
"NO!" I exclaimed. "Just calm down. It's not what you think, alright?"
"Then..." Unknown Third said calmly, "what is it?"

Lith©2007

Cati's Blog

2007-06-03T11:23:00.000-07:00

Okay, so after the whole episode with Lith and Darvire, I was running down the hallway to go and talk to Lith about what happened I turned a corner ran straight into you guessed it...
The Mistress.
Oh, boy
She looked down at me in a annoyed expression and said in her I-rule-you tone,"Cati, I am displeased with you, running down the halls like this. Where are you off to that you would make the mistake to run into me?"
I quickly calculated where I was and the possible rooms where I could very well look like I was running to, then slapped together a lie.
"The Unknown Third needed me to help him in the training room," as I said this I tapped into his ear phone basically telling him to wait for me in there so that my lie wouldn't backfire (and yes I know that he's invisible but... The Mistress can like see him just like she can see me, almost.) "You know getting it started from the control room and all that." I was nervous that she would see right through my little lie... I didn't think she did, she likes it when we lie and do evil things.
She should, she's been training us to do it our whole lives.
"Hmm, yes. Well, I shouldn't keep you from him then. I will warn you though, If I see you running like a lunatic, or if you shall ever be stupid enough to run into me again, you will be punished." I winced slightly at the word, I knew what that meant. I was once a rebel around here... not after I was punished for the first time.
"I understand Mistress, and am sorry to cause you any trouble. It won't happen again."
I bowed slightly then slowly around her and walked down the hallway.
That woman is scary...
Scary-powerful scary.

XxKisseSxX
Cati

Ink©2007

Cati's Blog

2007-06-02T19:10:00.000-07:00

I don't know why I helped Lith with this security things!! We've broken... I don't know how many rules!! JEEZ!! If the Mistress EVER found out about this we'd be sent to hell or something. Seriously!
"Lith, come on! Ask him your stuff, and get out of there! I can't hold this loop forever. The People will notice soon enough!" I hissed to Lith through the little chip in our necks that allow us to hear each other almost anywhere (And no. She didn't hear the conversation I had with Third. I turned it off then--that would of been soo embaressing!)
"Okay, okay..."
If I don't know what's going o-...
Crap.
Security 101 is coming.
CRAP!! Why did she feel the need to do this to me?!
"Lith... security 101 is heading down towards you. I am NOT getting Unknown Third caught up in your little escapades!"
Woah, sorry I zoned out for a minute there.
*sigh*
It took her long enough but she's out. Gosh, I'm such a great friend. She owes me BIG TIME.
Now I have to go and get the 411!!
Yeeee!! Gossip!!

XxKisseSxX
Cati

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-06-02T17:11:00.000-07:00

Finally... I got through to Darvire in my 'interrogations'... No! Not probably in the way you're probably thinking. He's finally talking to me, as in the way we first met. Although we weren't talking like 5 year olds. I'll recount what went on inside the room. Maybe that will untangle my wrapped up emotions.

I shut off the recording devices outside the Enclosure Room, then set the cameras on a loop--a little trick I learned from Cati--so Darvire would be walking around... sitting... and sleeping... while he would be talking to me all the while.
I slipped my identity card through the slot, and had the camera read my iris. Automatically, I had Cati (who was in Building 2, in a room, on a complex set of computers, recapping my every move; she was not a happy camper, what so ever) erase the data that I had ever entered that room at o'12 hundred hours. The metallic door slid soundlessly open. Darvire got up from his cot. This room was not meant for comfort. Just housing for people who 'didn't deserve for proper respect'(as the Mistress would put it).
"Why are you here again?" His voice sounded hard, but I knew he was relieved that I was here. He thought they were recording everything and the cameras were working.
"The camera's on a loop, and I shut down recording system. We're free to talk... About anything." I sat down at the metal table with shackles bolted on it and the floor, and folded my hands. I scratched my knuckles were metal had been welded onto my bones. "I'm sorry... I didn't know..." I started confessing. I dared not to look at Darvire's marvelous red eyes. He was cute when he was little... And now he was just more good looking... Odd. I haven't had these feelings... Since... Something in my brain stopped me from remembering my past.
"Talitha..." His words made me look up at him. He looked tired. His red shirt under his black matrix jacket was dirty. "You've changed." He sniffed. "I can tell from the way your blood smells." I remembered the cut on my forehead, above my right eye. That was from capturing him. He sat down on the table. "What have they done to you little Talitha?"
Near him, I actually felt little. Everyone else--even Cati--I felt powerful around them. I had totally forgotten the reason I had even came into his room. "I-I..." I faltered. Could I trust him?
"You're not used to me, are you? Not used to my... presence." Darvire cut in my thoughts. He seemed so reassuring, and solid.
The microchip right below my ear suddenly buzzed: "Lith, come on! Ask him your stuff, and get out of there! I can't hold this loop forever. The People will notice soon enough!" Cati. "Okay, okay..." I mumbled. Darvire's eyes turned to slits and starred me down. "Who were you talking to?"
"Just Cati... Telling me to hurry." I just gestured to my ear. "I'm not supposed to be here Darvire."
"Then go."
"But..."
"Go."
"Do you trust me?"
The question caught him off guard. "It depends if you trust me."
I realized I did.
"Lith..." Cati warned. "Security 101 heading down towards you. I am NOT getting Unknown Third caught up in you little escapades..."
"Security are coming to check on you." I said to him. "I will see you tomorrow." I got up and quickly turned to leave.
Darvire suddenly appeared in front of me, and grabbed my wrist. "Do you?"
"I-uh..."
"Do you trust me?" He asked me in a rushed voice, full of hopefulness.
I nodded, unable to speak. Darvire let go of my wrist. He had been telling if I was telling the truth by my heart beat. I had been 'trained' to not let my heart quicken when I lied in lie tests, but Darvire was a Vampire. His specialty was blood. He would of caught the slightest change.
"Good bye." I said, and finally went out the door.
"Thank you." Darvire whispered as the door closed.

Lith©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-06-02T15:55:00.001-07:00

Oh. My. Gosh...

I think I am really going insane...

Cati is going soft. Now... Cati is NOT the person who would pet a bunny or help an old lady across the street. No way jose. She's more like she'll-pet-a-shark-and-throw-the-old-lady-across-the-street kind of person.

I'm kind of like the innocent bystander who only gets involved if provoked or commanded to.

I'm off to 'interrogate' Darvire... Again... (4th time today)

oOhugsOo
Lith

Lith©2007

Cati's blog

2007-06-02T15:24:00.000-07:00

Okay, so this guy, Darvire, the vampire dude. Well, the connection that I was feeling wasn't like an "Oooh, I like you" type thing, It was sort of a... how do I put this... more of a brother sister thing going on. I don't know if he felt it too or not I haven't had the guts to talk to him recently about it. Or anything.
So I talked to the Unknown Third about it (which is always a little difficult for me because I like seeing peoples faces...) He was in the lounge, siting on and old leather couch, his feet (from what I could tell) were propped up on a little table, doing his usual thinking sessions. I sat down next to him running my fingers through my hair like I do when I'm stressed and said,
"Hey Third?" (that's what I call him)
"Hmm??"
"What do you think about this Darvire dude?" I asked, still playing with my hair.
"I think that he's not telling us what we want to know" He said absently, still lost in his own thoughts.
"No. Ugh, I mean I know that. But what do you think about having him... here and all the questioning and all that? Do you think that I was a little too harsh on him?" I let my hair fall across my shoulders getting more into the conversation.
"I don't think so. I think that you did what you had to do and he's only making it harder on himself by not cooperating. Why?" I could feel a slight sense of confusion emitting off him and saw his little outline of a face turn toward me, (for those of you who don't know, The Unknown Third can sort of... well... emit his feelings to others, when he wants to, to sort of let them know how he's feeling because well, nobody can see him. But he basically only lets me and Lith in on his feelings. Also, its not that he was born where nobody can see him, he just has the ability to so he stays invisible all the time. Sooo... he does. Don't ask. I have no idea why he chooses to stay that way).
"Well, I feel... bad about being so mean to him about it..." I said in a guilty tone, getting up to pace a little.
"Wait. You feel bad about interrogating him?! Since when do you feel bad about this stuff?" I could practically see him raising an eyebrow at me... that is if I knew what he looked like... or even what his eyebrow looked like...

Little side note here, I could only really talk to Unknown Third about this stuff. What I mean is I could talk to Lith about this stuff... she's also like the best friend I've ever had (both her and Third). But you know how sometimes you can only really talk about some things to different friends? And that these friends have a better understanding about what your talking about? Well, that's how I feel with the whole interrogating peoples stuff with Third. Okay, back to the little conversation...

"I don't know... I ... I just... it hard for me to..." I let my shoulders go limp.
"You don't have to say anything else. I get it. Sometimes its harder to do what we have to to certain people rather then others. You feel like its wrong that you're doing this to the person." I got the whole understanding emotion thing emitting off him then, and saw his outline stand and come towards me.
I sighed, "Yes. And its weird for me especially since its the first time I..."
"Cati, You can stop talking now. I told you already... I get it. If you want to then I'll take over from here on with the whole interrogating thing" I heard softness enter his voice as he said this to me, and an emotion that he only gives me when we're alone. A flood of relief washed over me, "Thanks"
Then I felt his arms gather me up into a hug, I couldn't breathe, all I could do was hug him back hoping that this moment would never end.

XxKisseSxX
Cati

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-06-02T13:43:00.000-07:00

I got to do something... I'm going crazy. Half of me is loyal to the Demonyrz... Then the rest is rescuing Darvire...

I'm going to soo get a 'talking' to because of this...

oOhugsOo
Lith

Lith©2007

Cati's blog

2007-05-27T11:37:00.000-07:00

This Vampire is making me so mad!! He hasn't said a single word that has been useful to me!!
Just all this heroic crap like "I'll never tell you anything!".
Anyways, I eventually got sick of it and called Lith and Unknown Third in there to help me.
Apparently Lith knew him from when she was 5 and got visited, like everyone else does at that age, so it turned in to a little bit of a mush fest but I felt a little bad about all the questioning after I found out that Lith knew him, its not like I was rubbing my hands in knowing that I could question someone I for some reason really didn't want to question this guy. Something inside me was really fighting against it. I considered walking out and giving up I felt so bad about it. But he knew what we wanted to know so I had to stay. Anyway, I'm getting a headache and I have to find out if we have any progress on him.
I'm just glad to get out so I don't see his big dark eyes pleading at me to stop and let him go right now, it was like torturing my little brother or something... even though we're the same age and all...
Great. Now I'm turning into a marshmallow.
Lith and Unknown Third will never let this one go.
*sigh*

XxKisseSxX
Cati

Ink©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-05-27T07:43:00.000-07:00

Well... Since I don't exactly know what we can do on these blogs, I thought it would be right to tell you what happend. Today I was attempting to play Basketball for the first time with Unknown Third, and I attepted to shoot, but the ball went right through the backboard!!! There was glass everywhere, and I didn't know to be happy or laugh. Unknown Third just laughed at me. Then we were called away by the Mistress (as she likes to be called) to question this vampire. So we walked into the dark room. Of course I could see him. All of a sudden, the Vampire croaked, "Lith? Is that really tiny little Talitha?"
Unknown Third emitted astonishment to me. He didn't know my full name was that.
"Uh... yes?" I may have been killer, but I was still a gentle person... But I seemed to have forgot sypathy till now. That brutal streak suddenly snapped somewhere inside as I looked into those red eyes, I remembered that small Rare that visited me many years before on my 5th birthday. It was because of him I could see in the dark. "Darvire?" I asked in surprise.
He bowed his head and chuckled. "Yeah, that's me..." His hair was matted, and he looked soo tired.
"Oh my gosh! Darvire!" I knelt beside him and cupped his face with my hands. "What has happend to you?"
He roughly pulled away. Now I saw his hands were handcuffed behind him, and his legs were also. "If this is some new creul way of making me spill, I still wont tell you anything... Not even you, Talitha." His dark eyes were penetrating. I don't know why, but his words hurt me.

Lith©2007

Cati's Blog

2007-05-23T13:07:00.000-07:00

Lith doesn't explain very well. We were to find a Runnaway who had escaped from the Institute Building 5, and who was also scheduled for questioning. He managed to get away, and since he was so valuable, Lith, Unknown Third, and I were assigned to capture him back. He was quick, as in nimble. Not lightning fast, as Lith poorly described it. I questioned him for 5 hours strait, and that vampire would not give in. He would not tell a word about this organization that has been defying us rather intently lately...
Gaah! Now I'm fusterated, and broke a couple of keys of the keyboard...

XxKisseSxX
Cati

Lith©2007

Lith's Blog

2007-05-22T13:52:00.000-07:00

Okay, today was spactacular. I had to jump from three stories, catch a guy that was running at the speed of light, and not kill him!! Geez, that was a hassle! But it was good exercise... Things have been really quiet lately. Now that guy is in questioning with Cati (and boy, do I ever feel sorry for him!!) and we'll find out what he's all about anywho!
Byes!

oOhugsOo
Lith

Lith©2007

Mission: You

2007-01-16T17:10:00.000-08:00

E-mail: Unknown Third
To: Lith
>incripted/unable to read<

Translation: Lith
We have received a new Mission. One that We can share. With You. So, without further delay, We will account everything Legally possible on this blog from the Adventure of this Mission.
Transmition:
NOW

Lith©2007

Us.

2007-01-14T10:20:00.000-08:00

Welcome. We know You. But You don't know Us.
This is Our first time making one of these... Blogs. We may know somethings but not All.
What a drag.
If You knew Us, that would be Bad.

Lith©2007

We're New

2007-01-14T07:07:00.000-08:00

We Are The Specials. Yes, there are two of Us. Actually, three, but the third doesn't know We made a blog. We will tell of our Adventures and such. Case you other humans were wondering, we like action. We Live for It. You may know Us as Lith and Cati. Mkay. We'll stop bothering You now. Or rather, You'll stop bothering us.

love... in some degree.

:The Specials:

oOLithOo

XxCatixX

)Unknown 3rd(

Lith©2007