Candlelit Reading

[Aridan]

Aridan screamed only for a moment as the pain ran threw his body. His eyes buldged but not so much because of the pain but of the shock and the feeling of betrayal. His hand went to his wand instantly his eyes glaring into her's he coudl see she was somewhere else but he would make sure she came back fast. "Expelliarmus!" A bright yellow light shot form his wand tip and landed firmly into her chest. The wand in her hand shot out of her hand and she fell backward.

He rolled off the table he was sitting on and began to breath heavily. "whats wrong with you Rayne." he yelled angerly at her pointing his want at her "First Lesson is pain." he gave a sad but angry look as he yelled "Crucio!"

[Rayne]

For the first second after the spell her body began to twitch and tremble, but after that she went completely still. Freakishly so. Lycans obviously had higher tolerance of pain. Her arms glued to her side, knuckles white in a tight fist, she pulled the pain into her. Used it to fuel her anger, and her power. Her eyes blazed; one swirling into an almost red pink, the other a purple so dark it looked black.

Moving while fighting to keep the pain centered, and her reaction under control, was more difficult. But in a few steps she managed to get within a hands breath of him, giving a fierce glare she lunged at him. Her body not only knocked his wand out of his hand, but knocked his body down to the floor. Unfortunately she lost her own balance, landing heavily on top of him.

Rolling off almost instantly she growled at him, a dangerous sound rumbling low in her throat. She was lost in memories of her past, some she'd never remembered before. All of that man. And of the battle that took her memories, of the pack she'd been sold to. The pack that became her family. Their blood was every where, Aridan's face was still that of her father. Using her dear father as a teaching method hadn't just opened a door to hatred, it'd opened a flood gate.

Fur sprouted over her arms, nails sharpened, and her eyes became primitive and sharp. Those of a wolf. But her hair still remained long, her hands looked stuck between paw and palm, and though her teeth had grown jagged her mouth remained human shaped. Danger was clearly stamped all over her, emanating in rays off her lithe form.

"You asked me to teach you." she said after long moments of silence, finally seeing Aridan's hurt and betrayed face in place of the man who'd helped create her. But her gaze was still hard and dark, her body still half transformed, her stance predatory. Kneeling quickly she scooped up her wand. Straightening she twirled it in her fingers, her gaze pinned on him with icy indifference.

It was Rayne, but a side neither of them knew she had. It was her, yet at the same time it wasn't.


ooc: >< She'd not going evil, she'd just lost in the 'return' of her memories. Tehee, I figured now was as good a time as any for her to remember her past...

[Aridan]

Aridan looked into her eyes and a feeling of lost came over him. He stood up and walked to a desk and sat down on it. "I did ask you to teach me thats right." he said not looking at her "But with a clear mind not filled with anger or rage." he turned towards her finally

the look in his eyes distant and blank "the past is the past leave it there." he said simply and in a tone that said it was final "what happened to you before is not what you are now."

[Rayne]

"You don't know what happened to me, you wouldn't understand it.." she hissed; a shadow shifted in her eyes, giving them a glassy look. Staring at him hard, she curled her sharp nails into the tender flesh of her palm, drawing forth a thin line of blood.

"You couldn't possibly understand how much pain I've gone through, how much loss I've suffered. How much tragedy your kind has caused me." she said, enunciating each word with icy venom. With every word she took a step closer to him, until finally she stopped in front of him. Uncurling her hands she trailed a finger down his cheek, turning the tip of the nail into his skin. A cut, not deep, though enough to leave a faint scar.

Blood gushed over her finger, and bringing it to her lips she said "You don't understand. Your kind are horrible, filthy things. But someone will pay. Yes indeed."

Right now she saw him only as human; weak, mortal, meals. She kept all thoughts of love and happiness locked in a cavern of her mind. She might regret it later, but at the moment all she wanted was revenge. Vengeance for her clan butchered by hunter, for her lost childhood, for everything. That Aridan was the only person she had left, the only one she wanted, didn't dawn on her at the moment.

Shoving him and his chair back, she completed the transformation; fur covering her form completely; her jaw elongating into a muzzle, bones and spine popping into slim wolven form. Lunging quickly she used her weight to pin him down, shoulders and back flush against the cold floor. Her silky tongue rolled out from her jaws, licking his blood-caked cheek with unusual tenderness and gentleness. Unusual for the moment.

But that tenderness was shattered a moment later. Mouth opening to reveal beastly canines, she dug her jagged teeth into the flesh of his right shoulder. Tearing through flesh and bone, the metallic taste of his life force flooded her senses, pouring down her throat, and finally bringing her back to reality. To the present.

Leaping back suddenly, she let out a furious and anguished howl as she took in what she'd done. Her eyes were trained on his wound, watching the blood pour forth in thick waves. She was frozen in place, fur melting away as she shifted back to human form. Eyes wide, quickly filling with tears that wouldn't fall, she stared in horror.

I'm a monster. A filthy beast. Blood thirsty animal.

[Aridan]

Aridan didn't move till she leap onto him. His face hurt a little the cut could be mended with little evidence of it ever being there. The bite on his shoulder would not be so easily fixed. He winced at the pain as her fangs sunk deep so deep that they touched the bone.

As she leap off him he put a hand to his wound the blood quickly covered his hands. His shirt was quickly becoming soaked in his blood. The pain in his shoulder was bad but the pain that bubbled up in his stomach at the shock he felt. He knew it would be dangerous if he went into shock. He looked at Rayner seeing the horror on her face.

He had to fight the shock that was trying to creep over him his eyes were slowly shrinking down from their widened state. "Rayner." he said his throat didn't see to want to work right his vision becoming blurry somewhat.

He slide off his seat and held on to the near by table for support. He was trying to walk to Rayner the look of horror on his face scared him and worried him. "shh." he said as he reached her his blood stained hand taking hold of hers his clean hand stroking her cheek "It is OK." he said the world around him becoming fuzzy again.

[Rayne]

"Oh Ari.." she groaned helplessly, throwing her arms around him. Holding him close to her, she was careful not to clutch at his wounded shoulder.

How could she have done this to him? How could she have hurt him, cursed him with her kind of life? The only answer she could come up with, is that she really was nothing more than a moster.

But right now she had to get him help, he'd bleed to death before he'd even have a chance at his new life. Using her lycan strength she pulled him up and into her arms, which proved a bit awkward because he was considerably taller than her. But she managed, and careful not to bump him into any shelves, she ran with him towards the hospital wing.

"It's not okay, it won't ever be okay again.." she murmured as she ran, the tears finally spilling down her cheeks and blurring her vision.


ooc: I shall start the thread in the HW..