The Loss of the Sun [Rain, Legretta]

[Rain]

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[atrb=background,http://img29.imageshack.us/img29/8453/rainmiddle.png] Lurking at the bottom of the waters, the mud floating through the water like small fish as the kelpie moved about. Hunger pangs drove her stomach to almost double herself over... if that was possible in water. Maybe she'd just float to the surface like foam. The kelpie had tried to satisfy the emptiness in her gut with seaweed, grass, apples, those wonderful delicacies she used to enjoy. The inner turmoil they caused in her stomach, though, now prevented her of such. Than she'd tried fish, and moving prey. It felt wrong by horse nature... but it seemed to satisfy parts of her hunger. Her 'hunting' had been unlucky lately. The murky depths of the river had no great view nothing spectacular. The only amazing feature being the glassy green surface, mirror like when up close. When one looked at it close enough though, there were shadows of the world above. This was the kelpie's main source of surprise. As the reflection of the water's surface on the murky bottom began to dance erratically, the horse beast looked up. As a water creature, she was dark black and a gruesome figure. A nightmarish black with muddy like black skin, almost tar like. Though in this disgusting form, she retained a deathly grace. There was also a deadly attractiveness, curiosity that was unnatural and went against every nerve and instinct. It was curiosity with fatal consequences. Drawing in a breath of water and air the kelpie's stomach seemed to fill with hope. Rain though, filled with horror. There was an erratic flapping, a struggle movement. She heard human voices. The kelpie almost shrieked in joy. The natural instinct of the fairy's folly being to prey on those of humankind. Than there was blood. Blood dripping into the water. Like a shark, the beast's senses went mad, the fresh blood. A wing stirred the surface of the water. This nearly drove the horse mad in her hunger, her tail couldn't move fast enough, couldn't breach the surface of the water quickly enough to capture whatever struggling creature this could be. Her gruesome black body did finally breach the surface. It was like a dolphin, ready to leap, rocketing into the air. Except in place of that sleek grey body was the gruesome figure of a black tar figure in the vague shape of one of the horses of the apocalypse. Though instead of a rider and hind legs was the tail of a marine animal. Rain's eyes were hollow and her pupils tiny as the urge of hunger drove her on. With her maw drawn wide, tar skin extending over her thin, horse like nose. Nostrils were flared and the beast flung her body from the water. Murky water spreading about her in a flurry. With the object secure, the kelpie had time to look at the other being on the bridge, having miscalculated her leap, she had landed on the bridge. Nothing she could break through in her hunger induced rage. Cold, misty eyes glared at the blonde with contempt and hunger not even a starving creature could mimic. She'd lost all inviting air to her, her bray, whinny type of sound escaping her mouth in a gurgling roar. Ear like appendages pinned to her skull. A roar, as if daring the demon to get on her back and enjoy the fairy's fate. She was capable of speaking, though at the moment in time, she was barely able to utter anything remotely human. "Thanks..." The chilling words roared, "But expect no pity next time." the kelpie roared, violent body breaking through the bridge and going to the bottom of the river like a missile. Drowning. She'd drown her victim, she hated eating live things. Drowning was the answer. The kelpie was yet to realize the horrible mistake she'd made. The ban of her own kind as food, as though a horrible, disfigured fairy creature. She was nothing like the lovely humans that carried wings and powers. She was a distorted figure and mind added to the fairy's grace and charm. She was prevented from devouring and killing her own kind. Yet in her fury and hunger the kelpie had not saved her own. She'd come to try and kill them, leaving the true opponent at large and alive. Going as far as to thank them. It seemed to be a folly that the kelpie might never be able to live down. ((ooc: Hope that wasn't too god moddy!) ---- Song: What the Water Gave Me by Florence + the machine Images and codes to their respected owners Table by Rapunzel Don't Steal!

[Legretta]

Legretta had been so focused on bringing her opponent down verbally that she seemed to have lost her connection to the rest of the area. The sudden sound of a splash was what finally snapped her back to the situation at hand. Suddenly she found herself watching in horror as a creature she had never anticipated being there made her appearance. At least, Legretta assumed it was female. The grace of the creature struck her as female. The voice, on the other hand, seemed anything but graceful. Immediately, Legretta did the only thing she could think of to do; she let her abject terror take hold and quickly retreated a few paces before falling over on to her back. She fortunately had ended up on a part of the bridge that was further away from what was happening, seemingly safe from the kelpie, and was able to push herself into a sitting position to watch what happened next with wide, terror-filled sapphire eyes.

Legretta couldn't even begin to make sense of what was happening. Abject terror seemed to have stripped sense from her. All she could do was watch as Rain burst through the bridge and snatched up Stella. The majority of her was screaming to claim Stella as her kill, just for the satisfaction of knowing she had killed her, but the sensible side of the demonic Major kept her rooted to her spot.

"Dear Yulia... that could have been me..."

Legretta had only just realized that she could have been in danger herself if she had actually stayed where she had been moments before. That fact alone made her silently thank her lucky stars that she had been fortunate enough to move. The fairy, on the other hand, didn't appear so lucky. Numbly, Legretta slid her guns back into their holsters and waited to see what would happen next. If anything was to happen at all, that is. The pain in her arm didn't even seem to matter that much anymore. Fear, something that rarely slipped past Legretta's tight guard of her emotions, was radiating from her like a bad perfume.

[Stella]

Stella was still in pain, from the great pressure the blood was putting on her. Why couldn't she move? Was it just impossible? Prehaps, this was ok...death. It sounded peaceful. She felt lighter and well relaxed. Why? Her golden eyes opened and as she stared at the kelpie creature. Her own kind killing her? Well it was better than dying from demons.

'Kelpie...' her thoughts were sent to Rain. 'Please...even when i do die, could you take my body to my home. I wish to lie there where my own kind are.

[Rain]

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[atrb=background,http://img29.imageshack.us/img29/8453/rainmiddle.png] No. Pain, anger, despair, all filled her blue eyes. The hunger pains subsided as she heard the thoughts enter her mind. This creature knew her for what she was, as well as where she'd know her home would be. Fear seized the kelpie. Not the fear Legretta felt at the sight of the treacherous creature, but fear of the deed she'd done. She'd killed a fairy. She'd killed her kind. Speeding like a torpedo, she shot farther down the stream, coming onto the bank a wobbly legged horse. A loud, long, mournful cry, inhumanly in its very nature screaming out to the world her agony. It was a chilling sound one that sent the chill down ones spine and others into the opposite direction. Pain filled her eyes as the pinto climbed up onto the bank nudging the fairy's body upward. Ears were facing the woman, trying to detect the heartbeat. She knew there'd be none and as much as she wished she could, she could not draw the water from the fairy's lungs. She could not force air to breath into the girl life, nor make the heart beat. The fairy was dead. She'd killed a sister of her kind. She was a disgrace to her kind, charming horse and distorted kelpie. She was a beast, a monster, a disease that spread and killed. "No... no... please fairy do not die!" the horse sobbed in her mind, as if trying to project her thoughts to the one who'd done so in the last moments of her life. "I've killed her." Rain concluded simply, eyes wide at the acceptance of such a thought. Her treachery could not go unnoticed amongst the fairy community. She could not deny the fairy her last wish, she'd looked at the golden eyes and had accepted the promise. With a heavy heart and burden, the kelpie slipped the woman on to her back. Like a yolk that was on the necks of bulls, Rain's head bowed down. Eyes looking forward with empty acceptance. The hunger pains were shushed in the grief and self loathing the kelpie felt. It had not been a law discussed to her, anything had been fair game, anything that walked her bridge and river. But fairies, they'd been off limits. It was an unexplainable, unspeakable feeling that could not easily be described. It was there. Now that she had killed though, the weight of the unspoken law seemed to be pressing against her like flexible glass, pressing it to her skin and constricting her free will. The horse did march on, grieving as she went. She knew what she had to do. She'd promised. She'd go to the home of the fairies, the home she was rejected from by morals by being the horrible creature she was. Spindly legs moved, a rider stuck to her back with her adhesive skin, yet this one being already dead. The apocalyptic horse analogy seemed too true as the horse moved and breath, a seeming connection to death. ---- Song: What the Water Gave Me by Florence + the machine Images and codes to their respected owners Table by Rapunzel Don't Steal!