Ch. 23
“Interned”
I lost control. Fucking hell. This is nice. Just so great. I just love all of this. I love it when my weakness consumes me and becomes other people’s problem. Yes, that is my favorite. I failed. I am weak.
I, you, our power, is not a weakness, Lady Mihaela. Kiza purrs...a purple mist forms in the corner of the void. Pushing at the edge of the wall…that slows to a standstill.
Ah, yeah that is right, I am never truly alone. Hi, Kiza. Thanks for finding a crack within my mental walls that I held together for decades. Or maybe I left the door open, this week as been utter boar’s shit. Boar stew sounds amazing right now.
We will need to feed soon. Kiza purrs.
Shut it. I don’t need you right now. Not with all that you have done lately.
I have done nothing other than come when called, like a good beast.
I feel my mouth open and fire drips from my fingertips. I guess the sedative doesn’t work in my mind like in our reality. I feel my power reaching a boiling point. YOU… You found a crack, a hole, something to push through and make me seem like a completely uncontrollable power filled child, AGAIN.
The purple cloud moves slowly around. Lady Mihaela, I have done nothing. You have been so good at blocking me out that you forgot about blocking your own self out. Your emotions. Your feelings. All that has happened is because of you. Why do you think it happens without thought? Or so effortlessly? Or when you held hands with the attractive mortal vampire man?
I feel my mouth open, and I quickly snap it shut. I throw a ball of fire toward the purple cloud. It slowly moves out the way somehow.
Lady Mihaela, I am you, and you are I. I felt when your heart started pumping. When your lungs skipped a breath.
I throw another ball of fire that hisses through the voided space, leaving a smoke trail behind it. The purple cloud doesn’t move this time.
A burning sensation hits my stomach once the bright orange, with a blue center fire ball hits the purple cloud. Blue? Why is it blue? A small shriek leaves my mouth.
Lady Mihaela, We are one. Just because you don’t want to believe it doesn’t make it not true. I hurt and then you hurt. Whether you block me out or not.
A frustrated scream fills the void. I hear the crackling of the clouds beyond and can feel the ground shake as what I assume is lighting hits the ground. Fire dripping off my clench fists. Brick by brick a wall forms around me. Different from the walls closing around the white void. Blocking the view of the purple cloud. My wall forms for what feels like for miles through the void passed the mountains.
Ch. 23
“Interned”
I lost control. Fucking hell. This is nice. Just so great. I just love all of this. I love it when my weakness consumes me and becomes other people’s problem. Yes, that is my favorite. I failed. I am weak.
I, you, our power, is not a weakness, Lady Mihaela. Kiza purrs...a purple mist forms in the corner of the void. Pushing at the edge of the wall…that slows to a standstill.
Ah, yeah that is right, I am never truly alone. Hi, Kiza. Thanks for finding a crack within my mental walls that I held together for decades. Or maybe I left the door open, this week as been utter boar’s shit. Boar stew sounds amazing right now.
We will need to feed soon. Kiza purrs.
Shut it. I don’t need you right now. Not with all that you have done lately.
I have done nothing other than come when called, like a good beast.
I feel my mouth open and fire drips from my fingertips. I guess the sedative doesn’t work in my mind like in our reality. I feel my power reaching a boiling point. YOU… You found a crack, a hole, something to push through and make me seem like a completely uncontrollable power filled child, AGAIN.
The purple cloud moves slowly around. Lady Mihaela, I have done nothing. You have been so good at blocking me out that you forgot about blocking your own self out. Your emotions. Your feelings. All that has happened is because of you. Why do you think it happens without thought? Or so effortlessly? Or when you held hands with the attractive mortal vampire man?
I feel my mouth open, and I quickly snap it shut. I throw a ball of fire toward the purple cloud. It slowly moves out the way somehow.
Lady Mihaela, I am you, and you are I. I felt when your heart started pumping. When your lungs skipped a breath.
I throw another ball of fire that hisses through the voided space, leaving a smoke trail behind it. The purple cloud doesn’t move this time.
A burning sensation hits my stomach once the bright orange, with a blue center fire ball hits the purple cloud. Blue? Why is it blue? A small shriek leaves my mouth.
Lady Mihaela, We are one. Just because you don’t want to believe it doesn’t make it not true. I hurt and then you hurt. Whether you block me out or not.
A frustrated scream fills the void. I hear the crackling of the clouds beyond and can feel the ground shake as what I assume is lighting hits the ground. Fire dripping off my clench fists. Brick by brick a wall forms around me. Different from the walls closing around the white void. Blocking the view of the purple cloud. My wall forms for what feels like for miles through the void passed the mountains.
