02-11-2010, 02:58 PM
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| http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... a3-2-2.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:top;"> Yay! That sounds perfect! Could you start it when you get the chance? :] 300+ Her attacker let out an angry roar after the three explosions of sound and Rikka's broken body shivered beneath his cruel weight. Something had clearly enraged him and she felt an odd mixture of hope and fear. If he were angry maybe he would just finish her off and not extend her suffering to the lengths he had initially intended. At the current time, such a thing was a welcome prospect. But then, unexpectedly, he stepped off and away from her. Her form tensed, certain that within mere seconds she would feel another strike and more pain, but it didn't come. In fact, she thought she heard sounds of him retreating from the area. Could it be? Was he going to let her live? Too afraid to hold onto such a foolish hope she didn't raise her head until she heard the call beside her. With much effort she raised her eyes just in time to see who she thought was her niece running off. But, why was she leaving? Rikka was hurt, she needed help. The woman was too weak to speak though and so she just slumped back to the ground, defeated. Pain throbbed through her with every beat of her heart, whose pace was still abnormal. She couldn't move her arm, she knew that much. To try would only bring on another searing agony. Her mind was becoming hazier by the second and she could feel her conscious slipping away. Along with the pain she felt cold, yet she welcomed the other sensation. It was numbing. The hybrid had thought she might live when the beast left, but with no one to care for her she wouldn't survive. Her lifeblood would slowly leak out of her to too great of a degree and she would pass. At least this death would not be so violent as the one she had been facing moments before. She could take solace in that fact. Faintly, as if through a fog, she heard someone quickly approaching. Her ears twitching and her head rolled to one side, dulled golden eyes looking for the figure. It was dark, and large, and suddenly fear gripped her again. It was him. He was coming back to finish what he had started. She had no strength to move nor any to scream, so she just waited for the pain to be rained down upon her again. The figure approached and her body shook, tail curling up between her legs. The shadow covered her, but it did not attack. Confused, Rikka looked up. It wasn't the wolf standing over her, it was her brother. He had come for her? "G-Gabriel...?" her voice weakly croaked. The use of her voice seemed to expend the last of her power and her eyes rolled back up into her head as her mind finally fell from the waking world and into darkness. |