Forging harmony.
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House of cards.
CHAPTER 18: HOUSE OF CARDS.
Deep below in the ritual room of death, the pack was once again gathered around the small little girl's body. Her sightless eyes just staring at what ever was in front of her, no light in them and only the soft rise and fall of her chest betrayed that she was alive.
"Is she..." A gentle female voice quivers.
"Mostly yes, I believe there is a fragment still remaining but the rest of her mind is shattered beyond hope." The boy looked into the old blood's eyes, tears brimming.
"At least now we don't have to hear her screams." Whining voice of the earth.
Those who were awake turned scolding eyes on the broken man, the pack had not come out of the battle with Treize and Zechs unscathed. The price was heavy. Water was dead, their master had taken her corpse away to perform the same ritual as he had done on those who he had used up before. Evil magic that pulled the soul back to this plane and bound it to the ritual room. Spirit was broken mentality, Fire lay unconscious on the floor. Air rocked back and forth slipping down the same path to madness.
"He will want to move more quickly." Earth carried on his whining.
"We have no choice but to obey him, but now he can no longer use spirit to attack from here." Sadness marred the old blood's face.
In the palace of the two Princes library Dorothy and her kisst sat talking, unaware of the events that had just been happening, events that would soon touch them in a more personal way. But for now the women were planning their trip home. Relena was a princess of her own lands and had been visiting her brother when they had got caught up in the failed rebel attacks. Now it was safe to travel again they would go home.
"I want to leave after breakfast, it should get us a half day of travel and then it will be less than a week if we push hard." Dorothy stated her order.
Cathrin looked up at her and smiled, she missed being about her animals at home. The journey would be tough but worth it.
"The provisions are packed ready for us and the guards have all been told as well."
Sally just shrugged getting used to the lousy attitude their leader had, still things were calming down now she had learned the best way to side step the blond hell cat's claws.
Relena was the only one who did not look overjoyed. She would miss her brother but missed her home as well. Mostly she was worried how much work there would be to keep her little kingdom peaceful after 2 moths away.
The pack looked at the ritual room as it returned back to normal with the other pack's influence gone. Wufei was leaning against Heero breathing hard like he had run all day. Heero did not look in much better shape.
Quatre lay curled up on the floor in the arms of Duo both sobbing their eyes out. Both Princes were looking at each other engaged in a private mental conversation, not a good one by the strained faces. Trowa was the only one brave enough to approach the quiet form the rest had been trying to ignore.
His warm hand lay on cool flesh, brushing a long black strand out of closed eyes. (Wolf sweet dark) He had not meant to speak mentally to her, he was even more surprised to feel the soft velvet of her own voice brush him. (Sleep.)
That one word had been so long and drawn out. Trowa gently touched her again, feeling the slow sluggish flow of blood, exhorted to the point of almost having burnt herself out. He gave a shake of his head pushing a little of his own power into her, it would not be as good for her had it been Wufei or Heero but they were so tired as well.
Both Princes having managed to resolve their talk turned as one to the others, looks of concern masking how tired they felt.
"We have a problem." Treize began.
"No shit." Duo angrily flung at him, emotional agony plain to see.
"Dekim will be back." Treize tried again.
"Fine by me." Duo looked like he could commit murder, suddenly very unlike himself.
Treize looked at him, stunned at the emotional force behind his words.
"We need to rest and form a plan." Zechs added.
"What about..." Quatre could not finish and ended up sobbing brokenly into Duo's braid.
"I will take her, Heero and Wufei to bed. It will do her good to be close to them."
Four mouths hit the floor staring at Trowa as if he had just grown another head.
Those who could move helped those who looked like they were about to join Wolf in the sleep of the completely drained. It was decided that they would all sleep together in the common room. Furniture was pushed aside, pillows and blankets dragged in to make one huge pile for them to flop down on. Quatre still sniffling curled up between Treize and Trowa, small shudders still traveling up and down his small form. Each did not want to be alone and sought out comfort from the others, little touches, small smiles and understanding nods. The attack had opened up so many wounds from the past and present, there would be long talks about what they were shown. But that would be later, for now recovery and a plan were needed.
Deep below in the ritual room of death, the pack was once again gathered around the small little girl's body. Her sightless eyes just staring at what ever was in front of her, no light in them and only the soft rise and fall of her chest betrayed that she was alive.
"Is she..." A gentle female voice quivers.
"Mostly yes, I believe there is a fragment still remaining but the rest of her mind is shattered beyond hope." The boy looked into the old blood's eyes, tears brimming.
"At least now we don't have to hear her screams." Whining voice of the earth.
Those who were awake turned scolding eyes on the broken man, the pack had not come out of the battle with Treize and Zechs unscathed. The price was heavy. Water was dead, their master had taken her corpse away to perform the same ritual as he had done on those who he had used up before. Evil magic that pulled the soul back to this plane and bound it to the ritual room. Spirit was broken mentality, Fire lay unconscious on the floor. Air rocked back and forth slipping down the same path to madness.
"He will want to move more quickly." Earth carried on his whining.
"We have no choice but to obey him, but now he can no longer use spirit to attack from here." Sadness marred the old blood's face.
In the palace of the two Princes library Dorothy and her kisst sat talking, unaware of the events that had just been happening, events that would soon touch them in a more personal way. But for now the women were planning their trip home. Relena was a princess of her own lands and had been visiting her brother when they had got caught up in the failed rebel attacks. Now it was safe to travel again they would go home.
"I want to leave after breakfast, it should get us a half day of travel and then it will be less than a week if we push hard." Dorothy stated her order.
Cathrin looked up at her and smiled, she missed being about her animals at home. The journey would be tough but worth it.
"The provisions are packed ready for us and the guards have all been told as well."
Sally just shrugged getting used to the lousy attitude their leader had, still things were calming down now she had learned the best way to side step the blond hell cat's claws.
Relena was the only one who did not look overjoyed. She would miss her brother but missed her home as well. Mostly she was worried how much work there would be to keep her little kingdom peaceful after 2 moths away.
The pack looked at the ritual room as it returned back to normal with the other pack's influence gone. Wufei was leaning against Heero breathing hard like he had run all day. Heero did not look in much better shape.
Quatre lay curled up on the floor in the arms of Duo both sobbing their eyes out. Both Princes were looking at each other engaged in a private mental conversation, not a good one by the strained faces. Trowa was the only one brave enough to approach the quiet form the rest had been trying to ignore.
His warm hand lay on cool flesh, brushing a long black strand out of closed eyes. (Wolf sweet dark) He had not meant to speak mentally to her, he was even more surprised to feel the soft velvet of her own voice brush him. (Sleep.)
That one word had been so long and drawn out. Trowa gently touched her again, feeling the slow sluggish flow of blood, exhorted to the point of almost having burnt herself out. He gave a shake of his head pushing a little of his own power into her, it would not be as good for her had it been Wufei or Heero but they were so tired as well.
Both Princes having managed to resolve their talk turned as one to the others, looks of concern masking how tired they felt.
"We have a problem." Treize began.
"No shit." Duo angrily flung at him, emotional agony plain to see.
"Dekim will be back." Treize tried again.
"Fine by me." Duo looked like he could commit murder, suddenly very unlike himself.
Treize looked at him, stunned at the emotional force behind his words.
"We need to rest and form a plan." Zechs added.
"What about..." Quatre could not finish and ended up sobbing brokenly into Duo's braid.
"I will take her, Heero and Wufei to bed. It will do her good to be close to them."
Four mouths hit the floor staring at Trowa as if he had just grown another head.
Those who could move helped those who looked like they were about to join Wolf in the sleep of the completely drained. It was decided that they would all sleep together in the common room. Furniture was pushed aside, pillows and blankets dragged in to make one huge pile for them to flop down on. Quatre still sniffling curled up between Treize and Trowa, small shudders still traveling up and down his small form. Each did not want to be alone and sought out comfort from the others, little touches, small smiles and understanding nods. The attack had opened up so many wounds from the past and present, there would be long talks about what they were shown. But that would be later, for now recovery and a plan were needed.