Slow Fade ::Open::

Leighton sprinted through the area she had no clue what was going on or where she was going all she knew is she needed to get away. Her breath was short and wispy and once she figured she was far enough away she stopped. She wasn't close or far from anything in particular just in the middle of an unfamiliar place. Her hair was pulled up into a bun that you could tell used to be pulled tightly but now loosely stayed up. her gray eyes were framed with a thin layer of eye liner and her lips were marked with red lipstick giving her an old Hollywood presence though she wasn't wearing anything fancy just a pair of skinny genes that had drawings and Greek words sprawled out in pink ink over her legs. The tang top hugged her curves and showed just how long it had been since she ate. The sweater that looked like a student of a prep school might wear was torn and fraid barely staying on her shoulders.

She collapsed to the ground hanging her head as if she was ready for her head to be chopped off. Quickly the blood rushed to her skull and she lifted her head up to stop the feeling. Leighton pulled her strawberry blonde hair so it fell to her rib cage she hoped that this would disguise her scent from whatever was out there at least a bit better. She was young but not to young she understood that she was in trouble just couldn't pin point why.

"Is anyone here?" she asked her voice shrill and shallow and she doubted anyone could hear her she wasn't even sure if there was a person for another mile in any direction. Tears gently fell down her rosy cheeks. She looked around aimlessly so confused about everything that was happening she didn't even bother to look for anyone she just sat there the freezing night air numbing her bare arms as she tried to figure out what her next step would be.

Leighton had given up figuring she would slowly freeze to death under the harsh condition of the weather. She tugged at her sweater trying to make it cover more skin then it currently did but even if she somehow managed that it was soaking wet and would only cause more chills and hardly would protect her. She looked around going to attempt to say something again but when her mouth opened no noise came out. She tried to get up but fell foreword unable to hold her own weight. Her joints had frozen but it didn't keep her from trying to move somewhere.

A figure appeared in the distance and hope lit her eyes, someone had heard her. She slowly inched toward the girl not in any particular manor but just trying to get closer. Eventfully she managed a slowly limp but fell over and over again. The thunder was loud and shook the ground around her. Leighton shivered to the point where she had no control over her motions.

"H-h-h-elp." she managed in a high pitched wisp of a voice. Then again it was no point wasting her energy if no one would be able to hear under the thunder and pounding rain. She waited for the figure to get closer because she could no longer move anymore and figured it would be useless trying anyway.

"Th-th-th-thank you." she told him still shaking as the man held her.
"You’re an angel." she blurted out. It was something she didn't normally say to people but for some reason she had the urge to tell him that. she didn't know what to do or how to act or where they were going but for the first time she noticed the gash on her arm, it wasn't bleeding too much but it looked ugly so she turned her head away from it as if this would make it disappear. Leighton looked into his eyes he didn't look to happy so she decided against doing or saying anything that way he wouldn't be annoyed by her. Her hand went to her pocket.

My wand! she thought realizing that she must have lost her wand at some point but to pin point when that was would be impossible to figure out. It could have been two days ago for all she knew and there was no way she would be able to trace back her steps. Lightning striked back in the woods and you could hear a tree fall. Her heart skipped a beat and started to race from the noise the lightening and the cold. All the pieces started to come together to make an ominous environment around them. Her breathing was harsh and short but she tried to keep it under control. Leighton wanted to know who these people were but she was too busy taking everything else in to try and figure it out. They got closer to a building that was more like a blur in her vision but could make out it was a house.

"Y-y-you l-l-live there?" she asked referring to the structure they were nearing.

(Sorry thats a really bad post.)

(It's fine :D )

Violet barely listen to the girl speak, more focus on getting back inside. She could tell Mythaniel was annoyed as she opened the door to her house. The four story Victorian style house was the only thing Violet actually owned and she felt scared at how the wind and rain made it look. Threaten like, almost dark.

"Take her up stairs to the bathroom." She said, shutting the door. She ignored the smell of blood that was invading her senses as she pulled off her jacket and boots, trying her best to get rid of anything that could make her heavy. She raced up the stairs, pushing paced Mythaniel to reach the bathroom.

"Hot...to hot...to cold..." She mumbled, turning the taps to fix the water. She didnt want it to cold, but she didnt want it to hot to burn the girl. When she got it to what she felt would be fine, she plugged up the tub and turned to Mythaniel, whose face was like a mask, unreadable and dangerous.

"Set her in the bathtub." Violet told him. Mythaniel crossed the room and placed the girl in the tub. He glanced at her for a few seconds before pushing Violet out of his way and slamming the door behind him. Violet glared at the closed down but said nothing as she pulled out two towels and a rag for the girl.

"When you get warm enough, take your clothes off and ring them out before setting them in the hallway. I'll be next door." She told her, turning the water off. "And knock three times on the wall if you need me." She said before leaving the bathroom.

Leighton said nothing more but watched as the girl rushed past them and filled up the tub with water. She was dropped in being immersed in warmth it was a shocking change but much more pleasant then warm to cold.

"When you get warm enough, take your clothes off and ring them out before setting them in the hallway. I'll be next door. And knock three times on the wall if you need Me." the girl told her leaving her in the room with nothing but a few towels and her thoughts.

I can't believe that just happened they saved my life... I could have died... I should have died and they risked their lives to save me... I owe them something but what could I give them I have nothing but the clothes on my back and any money or skills to help them. she thought sitting there until her shivers disappeared and the water turned cold. Leighton did as instructed and rung out her clothes before setting them in the hallway wrapping the towels around herself sverl times. She didn't know what to do after this she didn't need anything but direction so she risked it and knocked three times.

The girl introduced herself as Violet and the name rung in her head she had heard it before but did not know the girl so she dismissed the thought. She said Mythanial would be up and figured that would be the man who carried her who looked so angered by the thought.

"Leighton... that my name." she told her figuring that if she knew her name that the other girl should know hers. She nodded and violet left the room. Anxiety along with guilt formed in her chest as she tried to figure out anything to do. She tried focusing her thoughts but instead they went wild and the light bulb in the light above her shattered. She took a deep breath and tried picking up the pieces but you couldn't hide the bluntly obvious. The boy came up and she couldn't help but blurting out stuff.

"I didn't touch it I don't know how it broke." she spilled out biting her lip. Leighton creased her eyebrows she didn't know what to do after that she was positive they must think she was crazy by now.

"Well excuse me." she stated in a huff but was used to being treated like this. Laighton watched as he magically fixed the light bulb and she sighed.

I wish I could do that I’m no good at Magic. She thought looking around her surroundings. She quickly got dressed and followed the man downstairs she had no idea why he was acting like this there was no reason to be rude to anyone no matter the situation and she felt he was just in a bad mood and let it go but tried not to pay too much attention to him.

Leighton took her hair band and as she walked down the stairs threw her hair up into a neat bun tightly and perfectly lying on her head like a ballerina. Her gray eyes scrolled through the house and watched as he ran to a chair the reason she had no clue why but didn't bother questioning him.
"Where is Leighton?" Violet asked as she fittled with the curtains.
"Right here." she responded with a smirk.

Mythaniel lifted his head back up, but said nothing. What he was refering to wasnt a 'I seen you in a store once' thing, but something more. He just shook his head, standing up. "I'm going to hunt...find something..." He mumbled, pulling his coat on. He slammed the door behind him and Violet heard the faint sound of a wolf over all the thunder. Violet watched Leighton as she ate, deciding she wanted to lay down on the couch instead.

"Vampire. I dont eat. I feed off people, but I've learned to go days without it. That's how I found you. I heard you plus I smelled the fear and blood. Nice senses I could, most doubtly, live without." She said, closing her eyes and resting her hands on her stomach. The cut that was on her leg was still healing and she sighed, hearing a small animal run and squeak.

"Oh...and by the way...Mythaniel and I are not a couple. Just...friends from our olden days." She said, refusing to open her eyes. "The older you get, the more powers you posses. Mindreading, wandless magic, even years without drinking from people." Violet said, more to herself then to anyone else.

When Mythaniel had finished hunting, he shook the water from his eyes, making his way back to Violet's house. He was beginning to resent the place, wanting nothing to do with the person inside. Something felt off about her, like she was his equal, yet she was nothing like him. He was a werewolf, a killer. Leighton looked like she could barely even do a push-up. Opening the door as quietly as he could, he pulled his jacket off, shaking more water from himself.

"You can do windless magic?" Leighton asked impressed she could imagine the abilities to do what she wanted with a wave of her hand.

"You too aren't a couple but you seem so much like you would be together." she added on then realized the girl red her mind which creeped her out a bit but the weather was bad and if Violet wanted to kill her she could have already. Her voice was starting to come back now she no longer had a wispy tone to it as the sound became full.

"Sorry if I end up asking a lot of questions I’m kind of confused about a lot of things in the magical world it's all a bit frazzling." she stated that was a good cover up reason for why she had no clue of what was going on even though it wasn't the truth she wasn't going to start blurting out her history to people she met five minutes ago.

oh how do I wonder how that whole mind reading things works wait what if she is reading my mind right now or maybe she can only read thoughts when she wants to or every now and then but then if it was on choice why would she be reading my mind right at the point where I was thinking about them being a couple... This is a rather strange house how suspicious of it to hold these people... if she is reading my thoughts I’m sure she thinks I’m crazy by now but everyone I meat thinks that maybe I am. she thought letting her mind real off in other directions not paying attention to her surroundings.

She was blown away when Violet started rambling off answers to question in her head it scared her at first but soon she almost wished she could do it but wouldn't like to be a vampire. Her eyebrows creased when he threatened her why he did she had no clue why.

"Well considering where I fell I would say I cam from the opposite direction I came from... I’m sorry but I don't have a clue." she stated ignoring his comment about breaking her hand. Leighton glanced around focusing on random objects then off of them she didn't have much to say talking to him was awkward and he didn't seemed too pleased about talking to her either.

I wonder where I have seen him before? she began to wonder looking him up and down he looked vaguely familiar but he seemed to notice the same thing about her but what could have possibly happened where they had seen each other. Sure he wouldn't change much but she sure has within the last week her hair grew two inches she lost three pounds and managed to start getting the hang of a few spells to change her appearance no one recognized her... or at least not usually.

"Ya sure I caused the power to go out not the le storm outside that makes sense." she snapped why was he so accusing of everything. she slowly got over to him here she had to grab his hand to make sure she didn't fall over but let go as soon as it happened.

"Listen if you really want me to go I will I wont intrude but I would need my things before me leave." she told him, Leighton didn't want to go trudging through the storm who knows if she would last longer than a few hours in the cold. she looked around the dark room she couldn't see a single thing and couldn't help trying to find something in the room she could identify besides herself and Mythanial who she doubted liked her being so close to him but if you can only see one thing in the dark then you move towards it right?

Lightening struck close causing the entire place to light up and send chills running down her spine. she so hoped that he would get over whatever issue he had with her because the odds of her being able to survive out there in this weather was astronomical.
"What is your issue with me anyway?" she asked though she really only meant to think it to herself she didn't want to be rude but the question was really bugging her.

Leighton was confused what he was saying didn't make any sense and yet he stormed off with absolutely no reason what so ever.

In the end you always die. the words rang in her head she couldn't imagine what that could possibly mean. Throwing her hands up into the air she decided it would be a good idea to go up to the room she was borrowing and then just leave in the morning clearly she wasn't wanted and she wouldn't risk being somewhere where she wasn't wanted that normally caused some sort of trouble. She inched towards the stairs or at least what she thought where the stairs and waited till lightning stroked and she tried to memorize the room when it did.

"First door on the right on the fourth landing." she repeated out loud so she wouldn't forget as she pulled herself up the stairs using the railing for support in case she fell which was highly probable.

Leighton finally made it into the room and sat on the bed softly she wanted to find Mythanial explain but really he was the one who needed to explain she just wish she knew what the heck was going on. She paced back and forth from one wall to the other making sure not to bump anything because she was sure it would be broken if she did. There were a few knocks on the door followed by a voice and in entered Violet who was holding a book and looked deep in thought.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Violet asked and it made her wonder if she had been stomping or something and causing a lot of noise but dismissed the though because it wasn't mentioned that she was being rude.

"No but you might want to ask your friend he seemed... a bit distraught I don't know what’s going on with him but you should make sure he is ok." Leighton stated biting her lip she wished she could apologize but she had nothing to apologize for she didn't know what she would say if she did get the chance to. She sat back down on the bed and looked over at her.

"What’s the book for?" she asked wondering what the girl was reading up on due to the fact she could not see a title.

Leighton got up shocked by Violets response. She ran after her but before she could say anything she had left and someone else was at her door. She sighed this was all very confusing and they both were acting strange though she didn't know them very long for all she knew they could be this way all the time.

"Yes." she said opening the door but not looking to see who it was till after she said yes. She glanced up to see Mythanial standing there she wondered what he had come for that he changed his mind and she needs to leave now but she doubted this. Her eyes locked into his gaze and waited for what he was going to say.

Are you ok? do you want to tell me what before was about? she wanted to ask but restrained figuring if he was going to he made up his mind by now and asking would only make him be annoyed with her or who knows worse.

Leighton threw her hands up in the air in frustration and followed after him. She knocked on his door.
"Mythanial." she pleaded once she stopped knocking on his door. She didn't know what drew her to do this other then curiosity but who goes up to someone about to say or do something and then just turns around and leaves it was bizarre behavior even for wizards who do odd things every day.

"Listen..." she froze this was the point where she realized she had no clue what she was going to say to him she didn't know what was going on thus she couldn't respond to it.
"I don't have a clue what’s going on but whatever it is running away won’t solve it and hiding in your room won’t fix anything either." she stated calmly waiting in front of his door for him to come and open it and explain everything like it always happened in movies, though her life never worked that way so she expected the worse and took a step backwards.

"It is my concern because..." Leighton stopped she didn't know what to say why did she care because she just wanted to know? Because what she couldn't think of how to finish it and gave up trying to talk to him.
"UGH!" she screamed turning around and slamming the door. She lay on the bed angry and annoyed.
"What could he mean by you die every time I haven’t died yet I mean I am still alive and I am positive I am not immortal and you think I would remember dyeing." she mumbled to herself trying to focus her thoughts and emotion so she wouldn't blow anything else up. She undid her hair and ran her fingers through it thinking. He had told her to stay as long as she wanted but stay to long and he would leave. She would hate to push him out of his home but she wanted to know what was causing him to be so hateful towards her. Leighton looked around the room it was basically empty except for the bed and a dresser but then again it weren’t a huge room in the first place there wasn't much you could put in there. The rain hammered on the window pane the water trickled down the glass of it and she watched this for a while until it turned hard with a flash of lightening again and she turned away.
"Why won’t he just explain or talk to me for a few minutes." she whispered to herself laying her head on the pillow almost dazing off but restrained her.

"No was he planning to?" she asked it was strange for someone to come in and asked immediately if her friend had hurt her. She sat up pushing her bangs back and they flopped forward.
"He just... is aggravating!" she stated looking towards the windows again.
"He keeps saying you die every time and stuff like that I just don't get... him!" Leighton stated trying to keep her voice lower then how loud she really wanted it to be.
"What are yall not telling me because clearly there is something that both of you know and I am involved in it without even having a clue about It." she said messing with her ring on her pointer finger turning it slowly around over and over again. She never remembered how she got this ring but never took it off afraid she might lose it or damage it. Leighton waited for a response biting her thumb impatiently wanting Violet to explain but realized she probably wouldn't.
"Well don't worry about it I will be out of yalls hair by morning." she explained before lying back down on the bed.

Leighton stared at violet taking everything in she always liked Greek mythology and new the story about soul mates but that was mythology fake not real it didn't make much sense that it would be true; but then again until just recently werewolf’s and wizards where mythical as well.

"Are you... I’m... your telling me I’m supposed to be his soul mate?" She rand her finger through her hair pulling it back. She thought about what had happened the only thing that made her seem like she could possibly be this is her name did they act this way whenever they met someone whose name started with an L.

"But he never liked me he wanted you to leave me to die out there and now he is hiding in his room because I’m his soul mate..." she stated exasperated for the words to explain what she wanted to express.

"I couldn't possibly ... I mean that explains a lot but it can't be like is that mythology stuff even true and if I am then why is this Leera being re born because he won’t die or because the fates just like causing him emotional distress... it just doesn't make any sense maybe it is just a coincidence." she stated but figured that three girls whose name start with the same letter who found him generally the same way and who fell in love with him and died before they were twenty what were the chances of that?

"And he kept telling me to leave if I was why would he not want to be with me?" she asked her voice quieter and sadder as she started to except the option that what violet was saying could be true. She bit her thumb in thought. She couldn't wrap her mind around this it was ridiculous but she couldn't say it wasn't probibal.

Leighton watched as Violet left the room leaving her with a decision. She looked at the ceiling.
"Please tell me what to do." she said before looking back down at her feet.
I'm his soul mate...I'm his soul mate. she told herself over and over again to see if she would get used to the idea. Would he change her if she asked or would he be worried that it would kill her? Would he know violet told her and if he did would he be angry at her or Violet for this? These entire question ran through her head. She wanted to go to him and talk about it convince him clear things up but she didn't know what to say what would she ask there was nothing to say before she made up her mind.

"Maybe I should just sleep on it." she commented to herself laying down on the bed resting her head on the pillow and let her eye lids slowly lower till she was consumed in darkness. Her mind reeled off ideas until it settled on one terrifying ream. She woke with a startle and taking gasps of air as if she could not get enough of it but this quickly stopped and looked around the room listening to the storm pick up outside the house.

Leighton watched the walls which clearly weren't going to change but continued to closely keep an eye on them. She quickly gave up on this task and got back up out of bed pondering what to do. She reached for the door knob but then backed her hand away from it.

What am I thinking of doing going up to his door demanding he open it just so I can tell him oh Ya Violet told me about all that soul mate stuff? I must be going insane why can't I just relax and let it go so what if I am his supposeive should mate why can't I seem to leave this alone. she yelled at herself in her head and went for the door quietly closing it be hand her and standing in the hall way now not sure what to do. She looked at his door and then back at hers. There was no point in staying cooped up in her room and there was no point in going to his so why did she even ponder getting close to it.

Leighton finally gave up on everything she had just reasoned out in her head and went to knock on the door.
"Um we need to talk." she said though her voice was calm and still instead of harsh and demanding like it probably should have been. She waited outside his door not having a clue what she would say if he did open the door. She wondered how violent he could get or if she had woke him up from sleep. Suddenly she decided this was a bad idea but there was no way of turning back now he probably heard her voice so she waited for any sigh of a response.