In The Zone(continued)A Chapter by TheEverHungryOne Because Yazzy wanted this story next updated :) so short little chapter for you guys! In the Zone(continued) So it begin's Again!
“You have
to me veeery carefully, ‘kay Gaara?” said Yasmine kneeling before the little
redhead trying to keep her voice calm even as her heart raced inside, “Can you
show me where you saw your aunty?” “Sure!”
said Gaara brightly grabbing Yasmine’s hand and leading her through the halls.
Behind her she could hear Siana muttering vicious things against Jack and
trailing back even further Sarah who’s waves of anxiety over her lover’s
potential treachery was almost a tangible thing. Sadly, Yasmine wasn’t in the
mood to offer comforting words since she herself was battling a blinding fury. Gaara led
them to a small room where stood alone an upright piano against the wall. The
rest of the furniture was covered in sheets. Her little redhead let go of
Yasmine’s hand and pranced forward to joyfully bang his little hands against
the keys, all the girls wincing slightly at the disunite sound. Then, to their
shock, a panel of the wall slid aside. “Aunty
Chaichel! I bring friends!” Gaara announced running through the door, “Aunty!
Where you go?” “Damn, she
already left…” cursed Siana as they stepped inside the empty room… well, almost
empty; books filled up every possible space aside from a narrow pathway that
led to a cramped mattress on the floor. “The
blankets are still warm; she must have just left…” commented Sarah kneeling on
the mattress, “I wonder why… she has to know we aren't a danger to her… maybe
something else spooked her?” “Damn it!”
hissed Yasmine, forgetting to edit her speech around Gaara, punching the wall
and making everyone jump as wood and plaster splintered and cracked, “why couldn’t
she have stayed for five more minutes?! Damn it all…” “Yasmine…”
said Sarah trying to lay her hand on her shoulder but Yasmine shock her off. “I know, I
know. It’s just… we were so close!” said Yasmine in frustration. “I’ll go
get us some tea…” said Sarah awkwardly leaving muttering quietly about everyone
needing to calm down. “I don’t
want to sit and have tea.” Said Yasmine staring at Siana, eyes burning, “I want
to raise this house to the ground and find Rachel. Hell she just left, she
would still be in the building!” “Yasmine-!”
Siana said sharply who had been strangly quite for the past while. “It just
drives me crazy! She’s like my sister; why would she be running when it’s just us?” ranted Yasmine. “Yasmine!
Look at your kid!” said Siana. Yasmine wheeled around and focused on Gaara,
who’s eyes had gone half lidded and around which the dust in the room was
starting to swirl. “Gaara?
What’s wrong?” asked Yasmine at once. “Blood…
There is blood in the air…” whimpered Gaara. “What?!”
yelped Yasmine and Siana. “Downstairs…”
said Gaara starting to cry. Yasmine clenched her fist as she and an alarmed
look… reason’s for Rachel suddenly leaving; possibly found. “Gaara, I
need you to stay here.” Said Yasmine firmly, “No matter what you hear downstairs
please don’t come out unless me or one of your aunty’s come get you.” “Okays…”
whispered Gaara surrounding himself in a cocoon of hard sand. “Let’s go,
I have a really bad feeling about this.” Said Siana grimly as the two quickly
ran out of the room and down stairs. Both reeled back when they reached the
entryway; servants lay in pools of spreading blood and twitching limbs. “Sarah!”
Yasmine called out frantically. “Shh! You
idiot! We don’t want whatever is here to find us before we find them!” hissed
Siana pulling her back. “To hell
with that! I am going to rip whoever did this to shreds!” Yasmine snarled back
her claws starting to elongate. “Oh, I
wouldn’t do that~!” came a lilting voice that chilled both their blood. Turning
together they saw the Earl perched on the banister, not in his usual suit of
Akuma but his actual ashy Noah skin, his crazed gold eyes glinting down upon
them. But even more shocking was the crumpled form laying at his feet speared
through with his sword. “Sarah!”
shouted Yasmine surging forward blindly with Siana hot on her heals. The Earl
giggled and snapped his fingers. A third(the half exorcist/Akuma) that Yasmine
hadn’t notice creeping behind her suddenly lunged forward at their backs. Eyes
widening Yasmine managed to knock Siana out of the line of fire but was slammed
against the wall herself. Wincing she let her skin harden into almost scales to
protect herself, though not enough to be noticeable to the human eye… though
not to an Akuma eye she realized a little late as the third lunged towards her
and stabbed her with a syringe right in a chink of her armor. Fire licked
through her blood and her vision swam as
she screamed and blindly lashed out feeling the satisfying weight of her fist
connecting with the third’s body and sending them flying through what must have
been a window from the crash with her extra dragon strength… a strength that
seemed to be draining from her at a rapid pace. “You
b*****d!” she faintly heard Siana scream and telling ping as one of her knifes
was deflected. “Just as
planned~! ❤” sang the Earl in a voice that grated upon her ears so
much that Yasmine managed to somewhat pull herself out of her stupor trying to
focus her vision, “But don’t worry! I won’t kill you! Neah and Tyki-pon would
never forgive me! No, no, no! You two will be killed by someone much more
deserving of their wrath!” And with a
laugh he dodged another one of Siana’s knifes and disappeared out one of his
Ark door’s. “@#$%!!”
cursed Siana whirling about keeping another knife at the ready. Yasmine
warriely groaned and turned over only to realize she had fallen next to Sarah
who was no longer being speared by a sword but was still bleeding profusely.
Even if they had all of the medical attention in the world right now Yasmine
knew enough about wounds to know that there was nothing that could be done at
this point. Sarah stared at her, seeming to be trying to tell her something but
all that came out of her mouth was more blood. Helplessly, Yasmine watched as
the light seemed to disappear from her eyes. “No…”
whispered Yasmine. “What… why
are you- what?! Hime-!!” came a chocked voice from the door. “Jack!”
gasped Yasmine as Siana whiled to stare at the frozen blond man in horror as
well as his eyes remained fixed on Sarah with the most devastated expression
Yasmine had ever seen. “I got a
message saying that people were attacking the manor so I came as fast as I
could…” he said hollowly. A cold feeling settled in Yasmine’s stomach as Jack’s
gaze finally settled on the two of them; Yasmine covered in both her and Sarah’s
blood and Siana standing poised to fight with her knife. “That
b*****d Earl!” screeched Siana as they realized what was going on. “You killed
her! Didn’t you! How dare you!” screamed Jack seeming to snap. “Damn it
Jack let us explain-!” said Yasmine trying to get up only for pain to zing
sharply through her senses and collapsing limply. Realizing that not only could
she not defend herself like this, but that had been the whole point of the
Earl’s attack. “I’ll kill
you!” Jack snarled drawing his blade and
charging Yasmine. “Hold on
you idiot! We weren't the one’s who killed her!” shouted Siana managing get between them and catching the
blade with her own. But Jack bore down on her still and Yasmine knew her friend
was at a dreadful disadvantage from both the close quarters, her weapon, and
most of all the height and weight the man had on her as he quickly forced her
to her knees. ‘Is this
the end?’ Yasmine wondered as last of her strength seemed to disappear from
whatever poison she had been given and blackness consumed her vision. Just before she lost consciousness she though
she heard an inhuman roar of rage and the deafening force of the sound barrio
being broken with all the dissonance of a devil’s band. *** Yasmine dreamed of darkness and light.
Her feet felt heavy and she was ankle deep in blackish water on what seemed to
be a strange sort of chess board. The eerie music that had been haunting her
for ages now played even more clearly here but she could not see where it was
coming from. “Yasmine…” came a soft voice from
somewhere in the darkness. “Sarah?” asked Yasmine confusion,
“Where are you?” “It doesn’t matter. You have to
stop Jack. I am not dead and the Earl will just use him to destroy everything!”
said Sarah’s distressed voice. “He think’s I killed you! He’ll
never listen to me! If you’re not dead then why don’t you tell him?” demanded
Yasmine. “I can’t…” said Sarah’s distressed
voice, “Not yet. Once I have enough strength I will try and gather some help
for you guys. Try to hold on just a little longer…” “What are you talking about?”
Yasmine tried to say, but the dream had already shifted; a intricit door stood
before her carved from bone and a glass-like blackness. Even as Yasmine stood
still a wind blew at her back and tugged her ever so much closer. Come
little dragon. Let us hear your roar! Mocked an awful voice from behind the
door. Yasmine tried to speak, to do anything, but her throat seemed to have
swollen shut. “Yasmine!” she faintly heard her
name being called. Yes,
yes, bring your friends too! The more the merrier~ Come let them see the beast
within you. Cold tendrils of smoke curled around her and seemed to seem
within her. Her body and mind screamed and the dragon within her soul writhed
in a crazed frenzy. “Yasmine!” this time Yasmine’s eye
snapped open as she gasped mouthfuls of clean air and blinked rapidly as Neah’s
anxious gold eyes came into focus. “Neah-“ she began in confusion but
she was cut off as Neah cupped the sides of her face and kissed her
desperately. If her mind didn’t feel like mush before it certainly did now.
Strong arms pulled her close as Yasmine became aware of just how heavy and achy
her limbs felt. But it hardly seemed to matter as Neah was holding her tight
enough for the both of them as he kissed her between desperate murmurs of her
name. “Neah- what the hell?” muttered
Yasmine dazedly as Neah laid kisses on her cheeks and eyelids and anywhere he
could reach. “I am never letting you go again,
you hear me? Never!” whispered Neah brokenly holding her tightly. “Neah- hang on! Why are you kissing
me!? Stop just a moment!” said Yasmine grabbing his face and forcing it away
from her’s so she would try and assemble her thoughts… which was proving quite
a task under Neah’s smoldering gaze. “You nearly died on me.” Said Neah
solemnly. “Well- wait what?” asked Yasmine
blinking. The last thing she remembered clearly was flying off to rescue Siana.
The rest was a dark haze blur of wild emotions and throbbing pain. “That bloody Vesalius prince poisoned
you! And then he tried to stab you when you were down.” snarled Neah a dark
look of hatred on his face more intense then Yasmine had ever seen it… “Why- what- no…. is that really
what happened?” asked Yasmine rubbing her forehead. That didn’t seem quite
right, but everything hurt and Neah’s hand was smoothing soothing circles on
her back turning her thoughts fuzzy. “I saw it, Yasmine.” Growled Neah,
“If it weren't for your friend Rachel’s frantic call he would have killed both
you and Siana.” “But why- wait Rachel called you?!” her thoughts finally latching onto something. “Yeah, she was at the manor too
trying to defend some kid on one of the upper levels from… well I didn’t get a
good look at what was attacking her. All I know was there was this weird green
mist that suddenly turned into an image and told us that your two were in
trouble and gave us the location… We came through the ark immediately but we
were still almost too late…” mumbled Neah holding her closer as if just to
reassure himself that she was really there. “Is Rachel here too then? What
about the kid?” Yasmine was almost certain it was Gaara, she had a vague memory
of telling him to stay out of danger, “And Siana, you said she was there too?
What happened? Are they all right?!” “Your friend and the kid were
already gone when we searched the house later, but there was no blood so
they’re probably fine. Vesalius,”
Neah hissed the name with hatred, “gave Siana a deep shoulder wound that would
have cut her in half if we hadn’t gotten there just in time. It’s deep, but
there was no serious damage other then all the blood she lost… Believe me she’s
fine; you can hear her shouting at Tyki right through the wall because he won’t
let her get up yet.” “I want to see her.” Yasmine
demanded trying to get up but finding a wave of pain a dizziness washing over
her making her go limp again in Neah’s arms. “No way! You’re still hurt.” Said
Neah firmly as he worriedly tilted her head up look at her pain filled eye, “I
am not taking any more risks with you…” “Neah, stop…” Yasmine grumbled as
he kissed her again softly, “this is weird. I thought we agreed that we weren't
going to kiss each other again.” “No, you agreed. I kept my distance
all this time because that’s what you wanted, but because of that you weren't near
enough for me to protect you. I am not making that mistake again.” Growled Neah
possessively. “I can take care of myself.” Said Yasmine
grumpily. “Clearly not.” Neah disagreed kissing
her again as he lowered her back on the bed before stretching out beside her.
Yasmine was still not sure exactly what happened but she pretty sure that if
she had been able to shift into her dragon form all the way she would have been
fine. For one thing she was a lot stronger then and the poison wouldn’t have
affected her half so much. The thought also brought back the realization that
Neah hated dragons. He would never hold her so close like she was something precious
if he knew. A pity; no matter how she denied it
to his face, Yasmine rather liked kissing Neah. © 2014 TheEverHungryOneAuthor's Note
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