╨╧рб▒с ¤ ■ ■ R Someone didn't want anyone approaching from
the shadows, or
perhaps leaving through them. A sensible precaution to keep
Thistle prisoner,
but it was stopping his approach. He couldn't bring his pysical
form past the
boundry, and can't manifest from shadows within it. It left
only one option.
He returned to J'Nekai, using his own emotions to calm her.
He explained
things to her quickly, though he didn't know if she understood
with her mental
state still unbalanced. He then moved himself through J'Nekai
herself, using
his connection with Thistle to travel, instead of his power over
shadows. As
a result, he ended up the only place he had a hold in that area,
within
Thistle.
Without even trying he was hit by her mental state. It was
no wonder
that J'Nekai was upset. Her mind was nothing he readily
recognized. It was a
storm of chaos and hatred and violence. It seemed to him
something about the
darkness within reminded him of times past, when he used to- He
banished the
encroaching memories with a thought and returned his
concentration on Thistle.
He tried to speak to her but couldn't get through the chaos that
was there.
It would take a lot of work to help her, and it made him think
of a few knew
things to allow her captors to experience.
But first he had to find out what was going on. He took a
few detours
around some of the more active parts of Thistle's mind and
looked from her
eyes. He was slightly surprised to see Storm. But then, it
looked like the
woman had gotten herself captured, and from Thistle's current
thoughs, she
wasn't planning good things for Storm, didn't even recognize
her.
He had no love for Storm, and in fact, disliked her a great
deal. But he
did care for Thistle and others who would not take Storm's death
well.
Stygian tried telling Thistle to stop, getting no notice as
before. Something
corrupt and vile seemed to have her mentally captive and
controlled her body..
He would have to fight this foriegn entity for posession of her
mind and body
if he was going to get Thistle to stop. Unable to use his
shadow abilities,
he used what was opened to him, reached into Thistle's mind, and
took control
of her body. He hoped she'd thank him later.
] √ 6OOOOOOO! ~~~
The mental scream was sent out into a void, no direction.
Just out.
It encountered a nebulus in the netherworld and struck tiny
ripples out over
the surface.
A slow ember turned. A soft yielding crystaline matter that
whould
occasionally swirl gossamer and smokey. Something within the
depths of the
nether cloud began to stir. The nebulous curled in on itself for
a moment,
tendrils of dark mutli-colored matter swirled thick and slow in
that moment
and stilled. It had returned to its
~~~ Wake! Awake! Find yourself! ~~~
This time the call collided with that nethermatter sending
reverberations
through out. The dull spark gained intensity with the vibrations
and it began
to draw into itself.. but this time it did not stop. The process
was achingly
slow and complicated. the light glowing swirls of essense began
to wrap into
eachother and a form of mesmerizing weaving began. A sluggish
thought, -thick
and syrupy pushed itself up from the heaviness of dormancy
returned finally to
the surface to answer
~ who? ~
~~~ Awaken now! Pull together.. regain yourself! LIVE AGAIN!~~~
Ember turned again within its womb of near-existance. Its
cradle of near
death now melting away.
~ who are you? ~
~~~ I alone should not exist.. but I am all that is left.. ~~~
The voice that spoke in the void had no form.. only
something it was
anchored to, something dark and foreboding, something beyond.
The nebulus
perhaps had its own form.. but its own thoughts were strange,
cumbersome and
unwieldy.
~ who am I? ~
~~~ As I am a sliver of her mind, So you are a sliver of her
soul ~~~
It turned this thought as it turned and wove itself
clearer, stronger,
closer. Formless matter.. A soul? - only part?
~ I ? ~
~~~ Come together! COME TO ME! NOW!! ~~~
Self-awreness bloomed soon enough -emerging from the heavy
cocoon of its
coma
~ I am- ~
*****
Worlds away Stygian lifted his head suddenly as a piece of
this soul
found its essence and knew itself once again.
~* J'Nekai? *~
Stygian lifted his head from watching Mouse as he sensed
J'Nekai. She had
finally reassembled herself, and his circuit with Thistle was
returned. He
felt hope, a strange sensation for him, as he began tracking
through her.
Yes, Thistle was still alive, he'd be able to get her back and
make those who
took her pay. He was looking forward to the opportunity, he
hadn't made
anyone suffer in the phsycial plane for a while. His attention
returned to
the physical as he noted Mouse was staring at him.
"Whats wrong, da?" she asked.
"I have found Thistle." he replied evently.
Mouse hopped up and looked at him excitedly, looking around
the room as if
she was hiding somewhere.
"Sel-wolf?" she asked.
He noded a little, his eyes looking distant.
"I'm going to have to concentrate and be somewhere else for a
while, child."
"Can I help?" she asked.
Stygian looked at her a moment, then nodded.
"Come, sit here and lend me your strength."
Mouse scampered forward and settled herself between his
forelegs. She
immediately began to concentrate on Sel-Wolf so that her da
could use her
help. She never helped him before like this but she would give
it her best.
Stygian gave her a small, but fond smile, had no intention of
taking her
energy, but she would feel better feeling that she is helping.
He curled his
neck around and laid his head in her lap, before sending more of
his attention
elsewhere.
His first stop was J'Nekai. She was understandibly upset, and
bordering on
incomprehensible. Her mind was filled with images of her
'death'.. and
something else was effecting her. He moved onward through the
shadow realm
towards where he felt Thistle.
As he neared her he came to a barrier of some sort. He
frowned mentally
as he tested it. [
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