Cati's blog

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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..."

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