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Post by Elijah Mikaelson on Nov 19, 2014 14:14:17 GMT -6
*** Inside Elijah Mikaelson's Mind ***
Elijah Mikaelson's heels clicked as they slid along the wet cobble stones. His figure cloaked in a long black cloak that reached the back of his thighs. A top hat placed neatly at an angle on his head. Once white wrist gloves were now stained with fresh blood, several victims.
A puff of air whispered out of his parted lips. Veins pulsed underneath his eyes as he began stalking his next prey for the evening. He could hear the whimpering of a young male who lay slumped against a wall. "One can not run when one seeks death my dear boy" he grinned with a mocking tone in his voice.
Another man dressed in black pants and a long sleeve white shirt that hung loosely around him. His hands fisted in his hair, clenching at the roots as he sobbed uncontrollably. Raising his head slowly; it was a younger Elijah.
As the younger Elijah stared onto the man who stood in front of him, he caught a glimpse of a man stood behind him. A man that he did not know "Do you seek the darkness?" he called out the man who was bathed in the shadows
Post by Reno Sundown on Nov 19, 2014 14:26:39 GMT -6
It had taken some convincing to get them to let him see Elijah alone. But now that Klaus had Witch...he had to make sure he did this right.
Now he was standing at the foot of Elijah's bed. The room stank of sweat and pain. But all he tasted like opium in a den was insanity. And Madness was panting to feed, with Sundown barely able to hold the mental leash.
"Lets see what we have here." He eased his hold on Madness and wisps swarmed out. They slithered up Elijah's legs, curled up his arms and with a shiver from the vamp's skin, sank inside.
He hissed in pain, as the magic that held Elijah in its manic grip fought back. His fingers dug into the metal of the foot board, so tight black blood started to seep. "Come on...get in there."
He went to his haunches with a snarl, funneling Sundown's energy to keep the wisps burrowing inside Elijah's mind. Both of them seized and bowed...in unison as their psyches attuned.
Then he was in.
His head snapped up, his eyes glazing in pleasure as Madness started to curl around its buffet and he smiled. "All mine now...lets see how we play."
He looked around at the dark landscape Elijah's dementia had formed when he heard his host speak to him.
"Don't mind me, we're just here to watch. And maybe help."
Walked up to stand next to him, glancing over. "Question. Is this real? Or do you even know?"
Last Edit: Nov 19, 2014 14:28:19 GMT -6 by Reno Sundown
Original Character of the Shadow-Keepers Series by Jas T. Ward
Post by Elijah Mikaelson on Nov 19, 2014 14:45:43 GMT -6
The younger Elijah stood to his feet and passed the murderous Elijah to stand in front of the unknown man who had appeared out of no where.
"Do you seek the darkness?" he repeated again, tears forming in his eyes and trickled down his face that quickly sprung into streaks of his own blood "Do you seek the pain?" he spoke again.
The other Elijah turned around, his cloak flaying around his shoulders to face the unknown man "The darkness starts within" he grinned.
"Darkness destroys....." he paused.
"Us" the other Elijah jumped in.
"We fall into the darkness. Darkness is everything" they both spoke in unison as blood tears ran down their cheeks.
A roar of thunder bellowed above their heads followed by a flash of lightning that illuminated the skies above. An eerie scream filled the night as another man appeared from the darkness, his fangs sunk into a young girl's neck who tried to fight against him.
"Darkness is everything" the two Elijah's spoke in unison.
The new man whose face could not been seen, his long flowing hair hiding his face from view as he let out a scream as he withdrew his fangs from the young girl's neck, blood spraying out from the open wound.
Post by Reno Sundown on Nov 19, 2014 15:00:10 GMT -6
"Guessing the answer is no. That sucks,because this is going to hurt.Sorry in advance."
He put his palm out and wisps swam out,swirling and hissing. They surrounded the young Elijah first who started batting at the black mist as it started to eat away at the boy's flesh. Young Elijah screamed and begged for his older self to help. And of course, Elijah tried.
Throwing out his other hand, Elijah went upward, pinned in the air with a steel grip. The woman vanished and the walls around then seem to melt and blur. He smiled and then threw both hands out. The mist changed to a deep red as did his eyes and coated every thing in a moving layer of feasting.
Looking up at Elijah, the only one that remained, he said in a voice layered by three as his eyes became solid black, skin swirling with his markings of his power, fangs and claws going deadly long.
Elijah was screaming, brought to the brink of snapping beyond return. "Tell us Elijah. You choose. Do we feed until you no longer exist here? Only a shell out there? Or do we help you. You choose. But hurry, we're hungry."
Original Character of the Shadow-Keepers Series by Jas T. Ward
Post by Elijah Mikaelson on Nov 19, 2014 15:19:37 GMT -6
The young Elijah stood with his shoulders slumped forward as he kept his face expressionless as something began to appear in front of him, wisps of sort. Intertwining itself around his arms at first before spreading down his torso to wrap around his legs.
His teeth clenched together, his gums bleeding from under the intense pressure. His tongue ran across his lips smearing his own blood around his mouth. Letting out a pain filled cry as his legs gave out from underneath him as he fell to his knee's.
Holding his arms out, the flesh on his hands began to burn as though a searing hot liquid had been poured onto them. Gaping hopes began to open up and blood sprouting out in sprays. The open wounds on his hands began spreading up his arms burning down to the bone. But even the bones could not survive this as they began to sizzle and break splintering in two.
Throwing his head back howling out in agony, he opened his mouth to speak as he called to the Elijah stood next to him. But his words were stopped at whatever this black mist was, it was now spreading to his face burning through the flesh to reveal veins and muscles. Holding out his hand to Elijah, his body shook with intensity before collapsing to the floor as his body continued to melt.
Before the elder Elijah could reach out to help the younger Elijah, his body stiffened and pushed up into mid air and hung there. His arms stretched out to the side, his legs almost pinned together as he tried to fight against the paralysis that had now claimed him. Veins began pulsing underneath his eyes, the white's of his eyes turning a deep shade of red centred with large black pupils.
He clenched his hands together in tight fists as his fangs appeared from below his upper lip gazing down at the man who held him here. He wanted to curse but he could not find the words, instead listening to the man who stood below him.
As though he was tugging at invisible chains that bound him he tossed his head side to side, hissing and panting through his harsh breathing. When he could no longer fight against them, he let his vampiric features disappear from his face before dropping his head low "...Free me" he whimpered through his pained breaths all the while attempting to fight against this barrier that restrained him.
Post by Reno Sundown on Nov 19, 2014 15:34:26 GMT -6
He let him drop into a heap as he crouched down in front of him. "Sorry. I can't free you." He looked around and then back at Elijah.
"But I can let you out. Leave a part of myself here in your place. It'll feed on it to keep it at bay in your mind and funnel it to me to deal with. Its just a temporary reprieve. Because I can only handle another's darkness for so long before my power devours it all. Good. Bad. Won't matter. And then I start losing myself to it. But you can have a break. I can give that to you."
He stood and held out his hand. "If that's what you want, then lets get out of here."
Original Character of the Shadow-Keepers Series by Jas T. Ward
Post by Elijah Mikaelson on Nov 19, 2014 15:46:56 GMT -6
Elijah groaned as his body fell to the ground, his head hitting the cobbles. He let his eyes close for a brief moment as he revelled in the silence. No longer could he hear the voices in his head. Opening his eyes slowly he locked gaze with the man in front of him, fighting against the pain surging through him he forced himself to his feet.
The clothes that he had been wearing before had now changed into a blood stained white shirt drenched in sweat. Every part of his body ached and begged for release as he had to focus hard to keep himself on his feet. He took a step forward and stumbled and landed on his knees, hissing as pain flooded him again and he cried out.
His breathing had became harsh, his hands resting on his thighs as he kept his head low. His skin had become pale and clammy, scars appeared on his wrists, wounds committed by his mother Esther while he was held captive.
Memories of what he had been subjected to slowly started to fill his mind, tears sprang in his eyes as he craned his head to the side as he heard the man's words.
He slowly raised his head to see a hand in front of him, he could take him home; away from all of this. His eyes locked a intense gaze with the man. Gathering what strength that he had inside of him, he forced himself to stand up despite stumbling on his own feet almost falling backwards.
Elijah let out a single breath and raised his hand slowly and took his loosely as he had no strength to tighten his grasp.
Post by Reno Sundown on Nov 19, 2014 15:55:45 GMT -6
Catching him to keep him from falling decided he'd take this one step farther. 'Sundown, take his pain while we can."
He glanced at Elijah. "Hi. My name is Reno. And I think I like you better than your brother. He's a real ass."
Then in a blink he looked up to see the ceiling of the room, his mind in a hazed high at feeding on the intense twisted darkness in Elijah's. Getting to his feet, swaying, gave Elijah a grin as he sat up in the bed.
Walking over to open the door, slid down the wall in the hall to sit. Pointed. "He's out of it." Dropped his chin to his chest. "For now." Lifted his eyes, swirling with black and red in the blue of them. "Now, I want my Witch."
Original Character of the Shadow-Keepers Series by Jas T. Ward
Post by Elijah Mikaelson on Nov 19, 2014 16:12:29 GMT -6
Hissing in pain as it felt like every bone in his body was breaking in half. It was like his body was being pulled through a hole in an unseen barrier. He wanted to scream but he could not find his voice. His whole body shook as it pushed its way through with the guiding hand of Reno.
His mortal body cracked and his whole body arched from the bed as though a hand had punched it's way through his chest. His eyes shot open, breathing rapidly as his legs kicked and pushed himself upwards to press his back against the wooden headboard.
Fresh air filled his lungs as he struggled to breath for the first few moments, he caught a faint glimpse of Reno who gave him a grin and left the room. His eyes were blurry like something was shielding his eyes, his hand landed on his chest as more fresh sweat trickled down his brow.
His head span to side to side as he tried to figure out exactly where he was, every inch of his body ached like he had been at war. But what he still didn't know was how he got here.