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Friday, November 6, 2009

Love of the Damned (Part 6)

Leon: *sighs heavily, having a nightmare* N-no...please!

Faira: *wakes up frm his sleep* You hear that, Thili?

Leon: *is having a dream of being tortured by the forces of Hell*

Thilius: What is it?

Faira: I think it's Leon *gets off bed and rushes to his room* Leon?

Thilius: *follows behind*

Leon: NO!! Leave me alone!!!

Faira: *tries to shake him awake* Leon! Leon! Wake up, Leon!

*only the room shakes*

Faira: Thili! Go into his dream and drag him outta there!

Leon: N-no...*his shoulder starts bleeding

Thilius: *places his hand on his forehead and immediately finds himself in Leon's dream* What the hell...? Leon! Where are you, Leon!

Leon: *gets stabbed again in his other arm*

Thilius: *sees Leon frm afar being tortured by his fellow dream traveller Naqa* Hey! Naqa! Let that poor bugger go!

Leon: W-why me? OW!!!

Naqa: Such a beautiful creature dontcha think, ol' friend. Even so when he was pregnant. He was emitting so much energy, it was a matter of time before I find him. Btw, halfling, Exodar sent his regards

Leon: Exodar!? *struggles to be free*

Thilius: That bloody bastard sent u to do his dirty work? What did he pay you in return? Fuck you senseless again?

Leon: What...what does he want with me?

Naqa: Well, Exodar did give me a rather pleasurable session as a down payment. He wanted me to finish the job, which is you half-breed

Leon: What does he want with me

Naqa: He killed your mother, didn't he? Well, actually he was there to kill you. The Dark Lord sent him on a mission to destroy all half-breeds during that time, and your mother was in the way

Thilius: Dang...

Leon: What is so important about me?

Naqa: Well, let's just say you and all your fellow half-breed were a little sore-eye to him. The last thing he wants is a couple of angel spawns going ard spreading the word and recruit ppl against him during the D-Day, so he asked Exodar to kill everyone. You were lucky you got away, n poor Exodar had to be punished for it. Well, I'm here to finish the job for him

Leon: Im glad he got punished...but it was my mother he killed!

Naqa: Then technically it's ur fault, isn't it? He was supposed to kill you, but he killed her instead. It's your fault she's dead

Thilius: Don't listen to him! Hey, fucker! Let him go!

Leon: No!! *remembers exactly* She did it to protect me!! *the realm shakes*

Thilius: *rushes forward and holds Leon in his arms while using his powers to propell them out of the dream world. Once outside, he gasped in a sharp breath, falling backwards*

Faira: Thili! You OK? Did you get him?

Leon: *wakes up, screaming*

Faira: Shh, shh. shh, it's ok, Leon. You're OK. It's over now *hugs Leon n rocks him to calm him dwn*

Leon: Huh? what happeneD?

Thilius: You were invaded in your dream by one of my kind. He was going to kill u in your sleep. Luckily I pulled u out

Leon: Huh...whoa...*winces* oow *feels blood trickle down his legs*

Faira: Omg, is it...?

Leon: Oh god no.

Thilius: We have to take him somewhere vacant now. He can't give birth here. He'll bring the house dwn

Faira: I think we could take him to that old abandoned airport nearby. No one evr goes there

Leon: What do you mean? Im not in labor

Faira: You're not? #:-S You got me shocked and panicky there

Leon: Can you check what's bleeding

Thilius: *removes the blanket and sees a deep cut on Leon's thigh* Looks like whatever Naqa did, it was brought forward to the real world. That's a bad cut there. Needs stitches

Faira: I'll get the med-kit

Leon: Okay. And no numbing meds, Im allergic to that

Thilius: Don't worry. I can numben pain much better than any silly mortal meds. *checks again at other plcs* Looks like your shoulder and your left arm needs stitches too. He reli cut you deep

Faira: I got the med-kit

Leon: I don't need 'em...*Gets headphones* cause these help

Thilius: Thanks, angel *takes the med kit and pulls out a surgical needle n thread* Still, wouldn't hurt trying *laid his finger on the skin ard wound and ran his finger ard them, a small dull light emitting frm his finger as he concentrated* Feel anything now?

Leon: *doesn't pay attention to the pain, despite him saying he didn't need spells or meds*

Thilius: Well then, let's get started *begins stitching, starting with Leon's leg*

Leon: *lays back, listening to his music*

Faira: *Watches his husband do his thing*

Leon: *is listening to Evolution by Korn, while Thilius is cleaning him up.He's thinking on what he thinks about mankind*

Thilius: *finishes the final stitchings* There, all done

Leon: *takes his phones off as the song ends* Thanks

Thilius: Sorry I didn't get there sooner. You didn't have to suffer like this. I could've been too late n you could've died

Leon: Or the baby

Thilius: *sighs and lowers his head* I'm...reli sorry...

Leon: No...it's my fault...

Thilius: What? How can that be?

Leon: I let myself overuse my power

Faira: No one is at fault here. You don't have to blame yourselves. Everyone here is safe, and that matters

Leon: *Sighs heavily* He's right

Thilius: He often is *gives Faira a peck on the lips*

Faira: :">

Leon: Hehe *Gets up and goes to get some milk, pours a glass and gulps it down*

Faira: How do u feel now, Leon?

Leon: A little better

Faira: *sighs in relief* :) I'm glad

Leon: *rubs his belly as he drinks his milk*

Faira: *leans his head against teh belly, listening to it* It's a fighter, this baby. Just like you

Leon: It sure is. Kept me up all night, so I had to read my comic books

Faira: It'll pass. You'll get used to it. There's gonna be a lot of staying up at night once you've give birth and starting taking care of it. Drove Thili up the wall with Damien's late night awakenings when Damien was still a newborn

Leon: s'ok. I can 3 weeks without sleep

Faira: Same here. But it's not the lack of sleep that drove him crazy. It was the crying. Damien has the loudest cry you've ever heard when he was a newborn. It's OK now, bt back then he could wake up almost the whole neighbourhood

Leon: Jeez. I bet. :)

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