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Post by eveangeline7 on Jun 27, 2009 14:07:04 GMT -5
"Hehehe, stupid human." he said, kicking Stephen's limp body to the side. "Come now, pet. Don't waste you tears on her. " He said, kneeling down and licking the tears off of her face. "We don't have much time.. your little lap dog's probably already discovered what's going on. Speaking of him." Zhadist said, motion with his hand to two of the men at the door. Curse words filled the air as Hayven, who was being restrained by 4 men, was brought in. "Look who decided to stop by." Zhadist said, his fangs ejecting as he turned to face Colby. "How sweet of you."
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Post by Milk on Jun 27, 2009 14:18:41 GMT -5
Colby let out a shaky noise of disgust as he licked her tears off her face, which only created more to trickle down her face. She looked over when Hayven was brought in and started to struggle inwardly about seeing him- she figured Zhadist was going to make her watch him kill her lover, or something like that. "Hayven," she whispered longingly, staring at him. "Oh, God, Hayven," she kept whispering and reached for him, wanting nothing more than to be held by him right now. She was scared, remorseful, and nauseated.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jun 27, 2009 14:38:37 GMT -5
"Colby!" Hayven yelled, surging foreward in an effort get to her but instead recieving a swift kick to the groin. Doubling over, Hayven grunted in pain but recovered quickly, his gaze focused on Zhadist. "If you touch her, I'll-" "You'll what, bark at me." Zhadist mocked, knowing Hayven was restrained by four men. "I am glad you came though, how I can have my fun." Hayven struggled against the men to get to Colby, everything in him telling him that the only thing in the world that mattered was that he protect her. "Colby, my pet-" "Don't call her that." Hayven growled, recieving a pistol whipping from one of the men in response. "Kiss me." Zhadist demanded, looking down at Colby. "Kiss me or I shoot him." he said, leveling his pistol at Hayven. "No Colby! Don't listen to that fuckin bas-" Hayven inhaled deeply, his words getting cut off as Zhadist came down on him with his brass knuckles. "Sometimes." he whispered into Hayven's ear, as blood trickled out of his mouth ans spattered the white carpet, "A dog's got to know when to stay down." he snickered, an sinister smile replacing his smirk.
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Post by Milk on Jun 27, 2009 14:42:31 GMT -5
Colby whimpered and shook, looking down at the floor in disgust. She didn't want Hayven to die. She didn't want to die, and she didn't want Stephen or Damon to get hurt anymore either. She let out a soft sob, and whispered an apology to Hayven, and then kissed Zhadist. She immediately felt dirty all over, and wanted nothing more than to die then and there. She felt as if she was betraying her lover, amongst other things.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jun 27, 2009 15:03:30 GMT -5
"No!!!" Hayven roared out, his whole body shaking in rage as Zhadists lips met Colby's. "Get your fuckin' hands off her." Turning to Colby, he tried to reason with her, "Don't do anything he says Colby. You know he just gonna kill me in the end either way." "Yes, thats right Colby. Resist me and make me kill him." Zhadist said, laughing evilly. "This is what your going to do, your going to take that ring off of your finger, throw it in his face, and then put your hands on me." Zhadist said, looking down at her and licking his lips.
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Post by Milk on Jun 27, 2009 15:09:45 GMT -5
Colby let out another gurgled sob and fell weakly to the ground, sobbing. "Please don't kill him, please," she pleaded to Zhadist, looking more and more pathetic as time passed on. She struggled to take the ring off of her, letting out loud sobs of agony. She hardly threw it when she got it off- it looked a lot more like she set it down shakily. She just didn't have it in her to throw it. She put her hands on the arm closest to her- he didn't say where to put her hands. She was still sobbing and was to the point of hysterical apologies.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jun 27, 2009 15:25:28 GMT -5
"Now take off your shirt and get down on you knees." Zhadist said, his sadistic smile spreading even wider. "I'm definately going to enjoy this." Hayven froze, his eyes becoming distant and dull. The men holding him eased up , thinking he'd finally gotten tired. With one quick movement, Hayven reached into the man to the right of him's pocket, pulling out his gun. The men around him instantly moved away, pointing their guns at him and telling him to drop it. Hayven, however, was only focused on Colby and Zhadist. Instinctively, Zhadist had moved Colby in front of him, knowing Hayven wouldn't shoot her. "Watcha gonna do now, Hayven?" Zhadist asked, almost urigng him to shoot.
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Post by Milk on Jun 27, 2009 15:40:34 GMT -5
Colby was still blubbering, but now she was looking into Hayven's eyes, her own pleading to make this stop, all of this. She was shaking against Zhadist. She wondered if it was possible for them to walk out of this alive. Stephen stirred on the ground, and was trying to sit up.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jun 27, 2009 16:01:41 GMT -5
Realizing that his bullet would never make it to Zhadist as long as he had Colby and that 4 other guns were pointed in his direction, he swallowed, knowing that there was only one option left- only one card to play. If things continued like this, if they both stayed as they were now, Zhadist would always have the power over Colby. He didn't want that- couldn't stand thinking she would do what Zhadist inevitably would make her do to save him. He wouldn't let her sacrifice herself like that. His grip tightening around the gun, his eyes stayed on Colby as he said, "I love you." As Hayven pointed the gun towards his own head, an enraged look crossed Zhadists face. "No! Don't let him-" Too late. The gunshot rang out, and Hayven crumpled to the ground. "Fuck!" Zhadist said, glaring down at Hayven's now dead body. "Now what the hell am I supposed to do!" he yelled. "She won't do it without him! If I don't have anything she cares about, she won't do it!" He didn't want to force her, he couldn't. He wanted her consent, her love.
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Post by Milk on Jun 27, 2009 16:13:20 GMT -5
Colby screamed, "NO!" And then watched as his body feel, her sobs coming out louder. "Hayven! No, Hayven," she sobbed and wanted to crawl to him, wanting to hold him and just cry and hold him. She crumbled to the ground, sobbing. She reached for her ring and put it back on, not caring now, but she knew she had to survive for him. Stephen was staring from where she lay, her breathing becoming more of a hyperventilation.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jun 27, 2009 16:31:25 GMT -5
Damon, who had stayed still up until then, began to move towards his brother, crawling slowly. "Hayven," Damon said, his voice hoarse and horrified. "Please, Hayven, get up.....get up, c'mon brother. We need you here, you have a wife, and three kids." Damon said as if pleading with his brother. Hayven remained unmoving, a lifeless heap on the ground. Zhadist laughed, looking down at Damon. "Beg, thats right, beg like the pathetic waste of flesh you are." he laughed, looking down at Damon, "just like your brother." Damon turned on him, every cell in his body lighting itself. He must've been thousands of degrees hot, everything in the room taking on a mirage appearance as people standing a few feet away were scorched. He latched onto Zhadist, holding onto him despite the beating he was taking from Zhadist until Zhadist himself burst into flames. Zhadists men emptied ther guns into Damon, but at the temperature the flames on his body were reaching, the metal simply melted. Once there was nothing left of Zhadist but ash, he collapsed, his body returning to its normal state. Zhadist men stared in disbelief for a few seconds before, running, afraid they'd joing Zhadist on the floor as a pile of ashes.
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Post by Milk on Jun 27, 2009 16:46:54 GMT -5
Colby crawled to Hayven shortly after the fight was over, cradling him in her lap and sobbing. She stroked his bloodied hair and kissed him where she could, still crying. "Hayven...Oh my god, Hayven..." she whispered, shaking. "I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry...Hayven...I love you..." she knelt over him, crying harder and wishing he was still there, and also hating herself. "I love you...I'm so sorry..." Stephen watched and moved away, grunting at the bruises she felt. Her cast had broken on her way to the floor, so her broken arm was in pain- but watching Colby and Hayven hurt more. She looked over at Damon, crying and worried that he was going to die too. "Damon?" she croaked, looking at him. "W- Will you be okay?"
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jun 27, 2009 17:03:40 GMT -5
Damon didn't answer, but his eyes were open. He was staring at his brother, staring at Hayven's dead body in Colby's lap. He sat there like that for a few minutes, still an unmoving. Finally, he stumbled to his feet, moving over to Stephen and Colby. "Are you two hurt?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
Aynon, who was just starting to hike again with Caryssa in his hands, felt an insurmountable sense of dread wash over him. Something had happened, something horrible. He'd had to leave the bags behind, unable to carry both Caryssa and the bags. Now, as he hiked his way further into the forest, he couldn't shake the feeling that he'd somehow left a part of him behind, lost it.
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Post by Milk on Jun 27, 2009 17:26:30 GMT -5
Stephen nodded. Her face was swelling from the bruises she'd recieved, her head had a good bump on it, her arm was still broken, her stomach ached. "I'll be okay though...I think Colby's hurt more than I am," she told Damon, and she didn't mean physically. "Colby...do you have any..." She couldn't finish her question- the to-be mother and wife was too out of it with her dead lover. She looked at Damon, crying. She didn't know what to say to her, or even how to console the pregnant heartbroken woman. "Are you hurt, Damon?" she whispered.
Caryssa stirred slightly to shift so her weight was more comfortable against him. "How...muchlonger?" she asked, voice feeble. Her skin was hot to the touch and her ears looked sunburned.
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Post by eveangeline7 on Jun 27, 2009 17:43:45 GMT -5
"Naw...what about you?" he asked, holding her face in his hands as if to examine it. "Damn, the bastard sure did pack a punch, didn't he..." Damon said, examining the brass knuckle marks and then her broken arm. "I'm gonn take you to the hospital, now that we don't have to be in hiding anymore..and you too, Colby." Damon said, his eyes driting down to her. He was unnaturally calm, his voice oddly steady after all that had transpired. *What the hell am I going to do with Hayven* Damon though, looking down to his brother's dead body. He would deal with that later- it wasn't as if Victor was going to be using the place anytime soon. "C'mon we need to go to the hospital." Damon said, his voice utterly detached and his eyes distant.
Aynon looked down at her, stiffling a cough. "Two more days." he said, an anxious look spreading across his face. "God, your burning up." he said, hoping for rain to cool the both of them down. He knew he was comming down with whatever Caryssa had, he could feel the weakness creeping into his bones and muscles, as well as the fever causing him to sweat profusely.
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