Thread: Cursed with Prophecy

Chandra smiled at Emilee. 'I know Sear is strong, but he isn't here to hurt us... he only wants to hurt the Anurians...' she wasn't sure where the name came from, perhaps residual information from Sear. 'it will be dangerous Lovely one, but I am certain he means us no harm... if all else fails, we can only hope he will be kind enough to protect us from Divinities wrath.' she explained calmly to Emilee. 'no matter what happens My Lovely, I will let no one harm you or the others, not even if we all have to flee to another planet.' she smiled at Emilee. 'be brave my little one, no matter what happens, we will always have each other.' she promised before she was picked up in Slither's arms and carried away. Chandra watched in horror as she examined the death, the slaughter of innocents, tears falling from her eyes again, the red gleaming sickly in the light of the Arkthorian light, and even in the light of her bedroom. She bent down and tried to stroke the fur of a white, baby Arthorian, her lip trembling on horror at so many lives she hadn't been able to help, hadn't been able to protect, unable to do anything but stand there and watch, turning towards Sear. why do you do this to me? she tried to ask him, upset when he ignored her. She tried to look away and examine the massacre but his eyes followed hers, so she stared into them instead, seeing into him, seeing all of him that she could. She saw the pain in his eyes. She stared at him as he spoke, swallowing thickly, her eyes sad. ' Armand Bloodmoon Shatlah... ' she repeated almost obediently, staring at him with pain in her eyes, reaching her hand out to him. ' please... let me help you... your people have suffered a great agony, you have suffered a great agony, but destroying the Arkthorian's won't ease that pain... many of them are as innocent as your people where... please, take out your rage on that one responsible for the orders... ' she didn't know what was happening really, all she could do was hope that he would listen to her, would let her help him. He deserved a life, and she wanted him to have it. She didn't give a shit about Divinity, he could kiss her pale ass for all she cared... she had a bond with Armand... she wanted, NEEDED to give him the life, the love, and the hope he had never had. But before she could plead he was gone, and she was awake again. She blinked slowly, looking around the room, glad to see it empty as she wiped her face free of the red before ringing the bell, Slither rushing in as she knew the woman would. please go and get Ashalah for me. she ordered softly, slowly sitting up and rubbing her eyes, she had gotten no real rest, and was tired, so tired... but she knew Armand would never stop, not until he had what he wanted, not until he had the entire Arkthroain race dead and destroyed and anyone in his way dead as well. She closed her eyes, dozing until Ashalah got there, smiling at the woman. it seams I have formed a bond with the Arkthorian. she admitted holding out her hand. come, lay on the bed next to me, and I will show you what he showed to me. she promised, moving over to Ashalah could lay next to her, setting her hand on the others and closing her eyes, gently feeding Ashalah a tendril of her own mind. Chandra was so old, that mental manipulations where now very easy for her. She laid there and showed her the dreams she had been shown, shared her pain and her sorrow and the flash of glee she had felt when she had seen Sear, shared his name with her and shared his rage with her, opening her eyes and blinking at Ashalah. he wants your people to suffer the way he has suffered. she admitted softly, gently sitting up and rubbing her eyes, smiling at Slither who would no doubt be hovering, worried to death. it's alright Sil. she stated calmly, taking her daughters hand. it was nothing that hurt physically, it just hurt my heart to see the pain in his heart. she admitted calmly. it hurts to see the deaths, like he does every day. she wasn't sure where that knowledge came from, again it must have been residual information from Armand's and her minds connecting. i have to meet him... face to face... and alone, I need to try and talk him out of creating another mass genocide... she didn't know if she could but she wanted to try.