Thread: The Witch and the Alchemist (closed)

Dorelia saw his struggle, she watching him fighting for her life and she tried as hard as she could, screaming the words of her spell and putting as much energy into them as she possibly could. But something was missing. She looked around, there was the blood and the struggle. She could feel his efforts. She could feel the pull back towards her body but she knew that it would not be enough to bring her back. What was the matter? What was missing. She thought about it and thought hard. She knew that time was running out. This was a special spell that Baba had taught her and she seemed to have everything that she needed for it. A dead person that done not was to die, that was her... The blood of a living person in her veins, Landon did that. The wish for her to come back to life, from his actions she knew that he had that covered. What else did she need? Tears! She thought, Landon you have to cry! You have to cry for me! Cry for me! Cry for me you perverted thieving bastard! She yelled at him, knowing that he couldn??t hear a word but wishing he could. She heard the child??s cries growing weaker and she knew she was running out of time. Please Landon! She yelled at him. You can save me! You can save me! You just have to cry! she screamed into his ear. He wouldn??t be able to hear her but he just might. His blood was not only in her but her blood was in him and with her witches blood he might be able to hear her yelling at him. She clung to the tube as she watched him, yelling at him and praying that this would work. Then she saw it. She saw the tears trickling down his eyes. There was a brief window now. He thought he lost her but he had yet to give up. The moment he gave up she was a goner. She used his tears and caste her spell. The baby??s cries got loud then they vanished and suddenly she felt very heavy and she was being.... beaten up? She opened her eyes and she grabbed Landon??s hands. He would feel the strength drain form his body, probably fall to his knees if not all the way to the floor. She gasped for breath as it refilled her previously empty lungs. She felt her heart thumping in her chest and she could not help but smile. ??Landon...? she said happily, ??You did it.? She said with a small laugh. She clung tightly to his hands. Her own hands warming as the blood flowed through her again. She looked at his arm and hers. ??You.... you gave me your blood.? She smiled up at him. ??Landon that??s the nicest thing that anyone has ever done for me.? She said with a smile. Now that he was on his knees she leaned over and whispered into his ear. ??I??m sorry, you??ll feel better in about a half an hour. It??s a side effect of the spell.? She whispered. Then she laid back and released his hands. ??Oh Landon, I was really dead... I saw you... trying to save me... I saw my dad.... He was there... but he said that I couldn??t go yet.? She shook her head. ??It was so confusing.... I kept hearing this baby crying but I couldn??t see where it was coming from...? she admitted as she looked up at him. Then she looked at the tube. ??Lets take this tube out. You don??t want to be sharing any more blood with me then you did.? She told him with a smile. She was so tired but she was so happy just to be here, just to be breathing. She lid back in the pillow and closed her eyes. ??I know you??re tired too. You should rest. I should be fine now.? She assured him, pleased with herself.