CHAPTER TWO:

Yuichi- Posted By

OoC: It seems I have lost the original document of our first Club Moxie RP of Comson and Yuichi. I got a new computer and had my files transfered to my new hard drive but the RP wasn't there. So I'm pretty much going on memory now.

BIC: Eyes wide, she stared at the sky with an expression that one could only read as true horror. "What...what is this?!?" she screamed, though the sound that came out was more like the skreech of a frightened child. She was unable to tear her eyes away from the moon, or rather, where the moon should have been. Erelune, her guiding light, her peace, her hope, her future...could it really be gone? No, this couldn't be happening. It must be a trick of the light, a passing shadow. If she kept watching, Erelune would appear again, in all her heavenly wonder, to guide Yuichi once more.
Do you remember, Yuichi? The story I once told you and your sister when you were young? About the Goddess Erelune, and her love for us? After death she carries her beloved Lycan souls home so they may watch over their kin from above, guiding them. That's were I'll be, watching you, loving you from the moon. As long as you can see Erelune, you'll never be alone....
In the silence, memories suppressed came flooding back with vivid clarity, the words echoing painfully in her mind. ...I will always be with you, my daughter.
Seconds passed, and with each passing moment the tension began to build. An iron hand gripped Yuichi's heart and she fought to breathe. Where was it? Why wasn't the moon coming back?! She continued to stare at the vortex in the sky...the silence was deafening.
Finally, she screamed.

Comson- Posted by

OoC: EEK Sorry it took forever. D:

BIC: Comson stared, dumbfounded, at the gaping void where the moon should have been, hardly registering that the werewolf was even still beside him until she screamed. The sky followed suit, a thousand piercing howls filling his sensitive ears as great, gigantic, flaming rocks fell from the heavens, the wrath of an army of demons. There was the vague feeling of terror in his heart as one of the burning meteors plummeted to the very sewer in which he and the werewolf hid. His sense of survival overtook him, and without even pausing to think, he swept the she-wolf onto his back and began to climb gracefully from the hole. They had just barely made it out when the fiery rock collided with the ground, causing the meteor to shatter into thousands of tiny fragments of burning stone. Comson swept Yuichi around so that she was cradled in his arms as the shards cut jagged, searing scars into his pale flesh. He let out a scream of agony, but did not stop. Two lives depended on his ability to keep moving; he could not stop.

Around him, hell broke loose. Fire from the rocks spread and consumed all in their path, greedy, chaotic, hungry for more to feed its flames. Screams arose like a chorus of demons as poor souls who could not run fast enough were devoured. In the back of his thoughts, a mere shadow to his instincts, the word "Why?" floated. Why was this happening? Who was responsible? What was the point? Where were the gods to end this pain? Or perhaps, was it their wrath that brought it?

So many questions sprung into his mind, but in the end there was only the knowledge that he had to keep running, that he could not stop running.

((The scene shifts to a dark, foreboding room. In the center there would be a tall, slim, shadowy figure whose only visible feature should be her lips, which are curled upwards in a malicious grin as she gazes over a basin filled with golden water.))

Good boy, Comson. Rescue her now, so long as you eventually deliver her to me.

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Frozen. Yuichi would not think. She did not feel. She could not move. With that final scream, she accepted the truth. Her mother was gone.
GONE
Erelune was not to return. As a werewolf...child of that fading moon...her life was over. It seemed so fitting, as the heavens brought their wrath upon them, for her to die. To have her soul englufed in fire along with the rest of her kin. It almost seemed merciful. Without the guiding light, Yuichi was nothing. Broken and useless.

Eyes fixed on the single, death-hungry meteor that slowly, too slowly, plummeted to where the werewolf stood. The end would be quick.

Suddenly, and in the nick of time, she was outside.

Yuichi hadn't moved. Every muscle had been frozen. Yet, she was slung across the back of her rescuer, already yards away from the sewer where death would have claimed both thier lives. Shock pulsed through her vains as she broke free of her mental prison.
Erelune was gone...
She was still alive.
The vampyre had...saved her.
WHY?

Yuichi came to her senses. Her survival instincts kicked in, and she was able to register her surroundings. They were running. The forest flashed by in a blur of color, a vicious crimson. The ground trembled with every fluid step.

Unconsiously, she had clung to the vampyre's back, his arms wrapped around her thighs. The werewolf cringed, and her body seethed with an ancient hatred. Fury and malice spread through her veins as she took in the vampyre's putrid scent. She longed to see him lying lifeless on the ground, murdered by her own hands. Her fingers tensed around his throat for a fraction of a second, then composed themselves.

No, revenge must wait. Right now, he was the key to her survival. She grimaced.

They were fast approaching her cabin now.
She recognised the familiar trees as they sped by, untainted by the flame. The vampyre slowed. They had escaped for the moment. But it would only be a matter of time until the destruction spread.

"Keep going," the werewolf directed him, fighting to keep her voice calm, "see that path there? Straight ahead? Follow it."

He did as she directed. The path narrowed, and soon the pair was enclosed by the trees on both sides. Yuichi was forced to cling even tighter to her enemy, in order to avoid the sharp pines as they flew across the path. Her skin prickled in disgust. In a few moments the path dipped into a large body of water, and the Vampyre came to a halt.

Yuichi freed herself from his grasp eagerly, and slid to the ground. She felt safer supporting her own weight. But the terror was approaching, fast. Her forest was already aflame not far in the distance. She approached the water's edge and turned to face her rescuer. (She can't see his face because of the fire behind them, but she is illuminated.) "I don't know why you saved me, and nor do I care. But I'll help you now, just to even the score. Follow me. That is, if you can swim." And with that, the werewolf dived into the lake.

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A hot wind kissed Comson's visage and played through his hair, bringing with it ashes and smoke. Even in the shadows, his amber eyes glinted, sinister and void of emotion. He glanced over his shoulder, the distant firelight illuminating his grim expression, and then he looked back towards the water and nodded.

The vampyre dove into the lake, slightly wary about the action. Water and undead did not do well together, after all, but he would rather die here than in the inferno that would probably consume him for the rest of eternity anyway.

His eyes fell on a cave looming in the distance, and he noted that that was where the werewolf appeared to be heading. Comson quickened his pace until finally he broke the surface of the black water into an air pocket the vast grotto provided. He observed his surroundings quickly, his sharpened vampyre eyes taking in everything they could. When he had finished, he swam over to a rocky shelf and pulled himself onto it, where he curled up and tried to ignore the feeling of hopeless despair writhing in his stomach.

The silence was both crushing and interminable, and allowed Comson's mind to wander back to the horror taking place above, where he could still feel the vibrations as rocks plummeted into the earth, his beloved Kairiae. The vampyre's eyes fell on the werewolf, and he decided that, if only to take his mind off of the events of the morning, he would set aside the age old hate, and make light conversation.

"It appears we're going to be stuck together for a while. We might as well get on a first name basis. I'm Comson D'Aron, and you are?" he forced a polite smile, doing his best to hide his distaste for the werewolf.