Post by Andromeda Cromer on Oct 3, 2018 4:30:36 GMT
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[attr="class","exhausted"]I like the dirty rhythm you play.
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❝
I want to hear you
calling my name.
I know you want
it in the worst way.
Sometimes when you dream it all seems so incredibly real and you never want to leave this magical place. Then again it's a place where you have the worst pain imaginable and it feels like an escape will never happen. When a powerful mutant doesn't want you in the way and needs time to plan. That's when you find yourself in a coma of sorts that's forced on you by your own daughter. It is said that blood will cut you deeper than any enemy could even dream of. Truth was that the child was powerful and her growing was rapid.
When she found out that Samael got too close for comfort, it was time to make other plans. Seeking out the rescue party and placing them into a frozen coma of sorts. All of them hooked to machines to deliver I.V nutrients for the next few months. Only until she was full grown and unrecognizable as the young child she was supposed to be. The building was a abandoned mental asylum and the four of them were left in separate rooms. Andi found her eyes start to open and her vision was hazy. Just moments ago she had found Samael again after a long year and now she was lost again.
Her body felt weak and tired as she raised her hand to rub her eyes. Wincing a bit from the iv needle in her arm that sent pain into her elbow. Sitting up she pulled the line from her and glanced at the machine that was beeping. It was attached to tabs on her body under a medical gown. Slowly she pulled them off and found her feet. Leaning on the bed as she stood and finally she wobbled towards the door. Bottles of water sat there on a counter and she eagerly drank them.
Sure Her own daughter left her there but she didn't want her dead. Peeking out the door she looked both ways down the halls. "Hello?" Her meek voice called as she started to feel scared and nervous again. The air around her was cold as she left the room that had space heaters running. Bare feet touched the frosty ground as she tried to figure out where she was. "Is anyone there? Help please." Her voice raised a bit but it was hoarse and her throat was still so dry. Wandering down the hall as she tried to find her way out.
Having Andi back in his arms again after a horrible year apart from her he thought everything was fine. That was until when he reopened his eyes. Everything was blurred as he tried to blink. The only light he could see was coming in through the window of the room and his hand went searching. Feeling around everything was starting to focus. The cracked concrete walls, graffiti, and a sting in his arm.
Slowly Samael sat up and tore the IV from his arm. “Damn it!” His voice cracked and whispered as he tried yelling. Looking around he saw the table with water bottles and got up in a hurry. His feet lost friction with the ground as he feel to his hands and knees. Getting back up Sam took careful steps even though he wanted to run out and find Andi as soon as he could. She had to be close if he was waking up in some place like this. “Draven… Harper… shit!” His voice cracked again as he reached the table and downed the first bottle, then another.
Wiping his mouth he had to cough to gain some semblance of his voice back. Stepping towards the door way he looked down both sides. There where so many rooms and door to look behind. Taking a guess he turned down the right hall and held to the wall as he walked. “Andi!? Draven!? Harper!? Where are you?” He yelled out trying to get someone’s attention.
Harper and Draven had spent the day having fun, even with it ending with a surf lesson. Harper had finally felt comfortable with everything, especially Draven’s hard body against her back. “Draven… there’s been something I’ve wanted to tell you… for a long time… I think… I think I lo…” Everything went dark as her confession fell short of finishing. When her eyes opened she was in someplace different. Flashbacks happened of her old pimp, remembering the abandoned places he’d take them for their punishments and beatings.
Panic crawled its way forward into the front of her mind as she rose with urgency. She needed to get out, she needed to find help. But as she tried to get out of the bed the IV ripped from her arm, cutting the hole open more. Blood dripped from the open end of the needle down her arm as she struggled getting up from the floor.
Crawling towards the closest table she hadn’t realized there was water in the room as she used it as support. Her legs shook as she tried standing and her mind snapped back to reality. Her blue eyes looked around as she took deep breaths to calm her heart. But it wouldn’t calm seeing as she was the only one in the room. Fear creeped in as she made her way out the door to find everyone else. She needed to find them.
To be a master of illusion was an amazing ability that not many had and it was something that he loved. The last year had been eye opening for him when it came to the feelings he realized for Harper. Though suddenly that timeline was ripped away and Draven found himself in a bed of a abandoned building. Everything was hazy and for the first time an illusion had actually fooled him when normally he could see through them. Now he was moving to sit up and pulling I.V's and other monitor devices from his body. Making a wobbly attempt to stand just made him hit the ground with a loud thud. Groaning a bit he finally stumbled back to his feet and found a table with drinks and assorted protein bars like the others.
Needless to say after a few months asleep he was starving and downed all of it in minutes flat. As he ate his body came back to life and he wandered out into the halls. It wasn't log before he heard a voice that happened to be Samaels. Round the corner he found his friend showing the same freaked out mood that draven felt on the inside. "Dude what the fuck happened? Whee the fuck are we?" Draven spoke in a forced calm tone and his blue eyed gaze darted around before moving back to his friend. As they moved cautiously down the halls it was Andi whom they found next. The longer they searched the worse he had started to worry about harper.
Mostly because of the words she was speaking to him before he woke up in this place. The feelings being admitted and he didn't want her to get upset and feel like a fool for saying them. To think that the last year wasn't real had become hard enough to swallow. Honestly they didn't know how long they had been asleep. After what seemed like a eternity they round the corner and there was Harper. He didn't waist any time moving forward to wrap arms around her small frame. It was pretty chilly in the building and he could feel the shivers that came from her. "I'm glad we found you. I was getting worried."
Turning his gaze to Andi and samael he frowned a bit. "We should figure out where we are and get to new york. I know my family has to be worried." Draven spoke but it couldn't be further for the truth. Not only had Aurora put them in a coma, she had altered the rest of the fools memories to believe none of the four had been missing. Though that was also a illusion that was about to unravel for everyone involved when Aurora would see her parents soon.
“It wasn’t real...none of it was real.” Harper whispered to herself as she walked down the seemingly endless hallways. A light trail of blood followed from her arm as she walked. Though it made keeping herself warm more difficult. She wasn’t one of those girls that had meat on her bones, and with being asleep for these last few months her body showed the lethargic state of her muscles. Even with nutrients for her, her muscles looked a little smaller than normal.
Shivers continued up and down her body as she walked in the cold breezy hallways. ‘What would Draven see in someone like me anyway? He only noticed me when it was all an illusion…’ She thought and tears streamed. She didn’t want to be alone like this. Her own mind was her worst enemy and right now, it’s the only company she had.
Though in the deepest part of her mind she knew that wasn’t true. But that confidence she had, it all but disappeared with that year of illusion. The damage to herself over her lifetime had come crashing down on her even as she noticed her friends rounding the corner. They wore a slightly less freaked out look on their faces, but Harper knew she looked much worse for wear. Her blonde hair in tangles, the makeup she had was running down her cheeks as she cried more. Having Draven rush to her was certainly a surprise, and having his arms wrap around her made her shoulders shake with a harder sob.
Harper’s arms locked around his waist as he spoke. Though they didn’t really register the way he had meant them. She honestly didn’t even know if it was actually Draven with her in that illusion. Everything had felt so real, and then having that stripped away...she felt so vulnerable and weak. “We...need to find our clothes too…” She said as she pulled away. That’s when she flinched as the needle in her arm poked hard in her muscle. “Ow...damn it…” Then she looked to see the side of Draven’s hospital gown had begun to soak up her blood. Her eyes turned back behind her to see the little trail that lead back to the room she had left.
