Sweet Blasphemy [Open]

[fallon]

Through sadness you have taught us,
To be one with the crowd.

The roaring engine cut suddenly to a sleek black car stopped at the pump of an old gas station. As the sun set on the horizon a slender figure stepped out of the car, platinum locks pulled up into a pony tail as loose wisps of hair tickled her brows. Fallon shut the door and proceeded to pump much needed gas into her car. It seemed that she was the only person all the way out here except for the lonely cashier that stood with a blank stare at the register inside. It was a lanky man, scruffy dirty brown hair with clouded hazel eyes that stared into the depths of a newspaper he held with boney hands. His skin was wrinkled and he was obviously an older man. Of course none of this particularly mattered to the woman, but she wanted to focus on something other than what she had experienced today.

Fallon had come all the way out to a small town with the thought that her little brother was there. The lead had come from a man she knew—Andreios. He was a reliable source and he had told her that he had seen a man that fit the description of her brother in the small town when he did a little bit of work for him. The cynogriffon had completely taken the chance to drive out to the town and see for herself if there was really a chance that it could be her long lost little brother. Upon reaching the site Rei had told her about she found that it wasn’t actually her brother. It was a boy around the same age he would have been but his name was Charlie and he was completely human as well. She would have expected Andreios to be able to tell him apart from other nonhumans but it appeared that hadn’t been the case this time. In the end it wasn’t her brother and Fallon was left with a hole in her heart bigger than it had been before, ripped by disappointment and leaving her with a pang in her chest.

She closed the tank and put the pump back before taking out her wallet from the car and walking up to the door, opening it and entering. A bell made a loud “briiiiiiiing!” as she walked in and nothing would have pleased her more than to have torn off the bell and crunched it up. Instead of going along with that she padded up to the cash register and paid for her gas without saying a word to the man behind the counter. Just as she didn’t say a word to him he barely acknowledged her except for taking her cash and giving her back the change he owed her. Fallon didn’t give him a second glance as she shoved the extra cash in her pocket and strode out of the store, looking around at what happened to be around her. Which was absolutely nothing. The highway was clear and the only two beings that seemed to be around were her and the old man inside of the building.

With the sun dipping lower behind the horizon Fallon grew anxious, her skin crawling with a feeling of dread. Why is it she felt like there was some sort of danger around?

Unveil the sacred order
Hymns are falling down

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Another nightmare about to come true



Darkness had just started to cover the land hiding everything in shadow . This was one ghosts favorite time of night for her victims were usually either a sleep or focused on other things which made them easy targets. Well no she was not a hunter more of a killer/ stalker while she was in this state of mind cause she did not ever eat her victims. Nope she just killed them and watched them run away from her in terror. This was not a good evening to be getting in this creatures path that was for certain. You see the creature that was floating in the town at this moment was usually a quiet loving soul who just wanted to avoid the living if she could. She wanted to be left alone to suffer threw being trapped in this plane. However that was not possible when the living kept on trying to send her to the other side. Which is what happened to her on this night to cause her to snap and attack the living again . Instead of her being able to ignore it as she normally could her other half had popped out , this was the half of the ghost that hated the living with a burning passion and wanted to kill everyone of them. The two humans she had attacked already said they wanted to help her but if there was one thing that ticked her off it was others try to send her to the other side. So she was going to make someone ele pay for upsetting her. Tonight she was going to add more then just those want to be exorcists to her little list of victims she killed.



Will manifest tomorrow



Now you might ask how a ghost is supposed to kill the living when they could not touch them. Well that was a simple question to answer. Ghost could lift objects and send them flying at the living with a flick of their wrists. They could also use the objects they lifted just like the living would use them. The ghost now moved closer to the shivering male and female who were backed up against the side of a tree telling her to leave them alone. Her blue eyes held a look of pure insanity to them and the air around her was hot as flame. That was a sign that the ghost was really upset at them and not going to let them go. Now why would evil Yesma do a thing like that anyhow? Instead of backing away she moved closer and looked them over seeing if the had anything on them that she could use against them. That was how she killed most of her victims by using their weapons against them. She also just kept on smiling as the couple begged for their pathetic lives. See evil Yesma liked seeing the look of fear on her victims faces as she decided how she would deal with them. She also saw that her male victim had a knife at his side. Oh yes that would make a perfect weapon to attack theses fools with.



Another love that I've taken from you



She now moved her bleeding hand forward and up causing the knife to lift out of its sheaf much to the horror of the couple. She the laughed as she heard the female give a dear little scream. Oh this was very pleasurable for her . Then she took greater pleasure in slowly cutting the male victims throat as his mate watched. His mate screamed and started to cry as she saw the male dieing now. She then looked up at the ghost and begged for her life saying that she was sorry now. However evil Yesma was not going to giver her a second chance. She moved the knife forward and slung it at the female stabbing her victim in the chest multiple times. She then watched the woman as she died and smiled an insane looking smile at what she had done. She could hear her other half telling her that it was not very nice to kill others and all of that. However she was in no mood to mess with her other half as was going to let her know it.


Lost in time on the edge of suffering



“ look I have this handled the living can not hurt us. Now stop gripping and enjoy the show or else I will kill you as well.” she said with a slightly insane tone to her voice. She knew that she could not hurt her other half but it made her be silent none the less. Then the evil ghost turned her dark glowing blue eyes towards the gas station watching and waiting to seed if anyone had heard the screams and saw her do her act of violence. If there was a witness to her act she would have to kill them or at least attempt to scare them away. After all she was having fun and did now want someone coming alone to ruin it. Though as sick as she was she certainly would not mind someone joining her at the moment.



All your dreams will fall in due time

[fallon]

Sorry it took so long >.<

You told the greatest stories,
Of love and bleeding crowns.

As the cynogriffon let herself relax she wished that she had gotten out of there sooner. Screams suddenly pierced through the twilight. Agony rang out in sorrowful gasps and cries of pain. Those were sounds that Fallon knew all too well. As if she was standing there watching the killing, she began to shake slightly, body swaying as she leaned heavily against her car. She felt a cold sweat bead on her forehead as a chill ran up her spine. The blonde’s knees buckled as she crumpled to the ground. Her body shook and convulsed with every knew sound that her sensitive hearing picked up on. Her cobalt eyes were wide and blank as she stared at the ground. Fear kept her rooted to that spot unable to make a move for the car to try and escape.

Memories flooded her mind as she remembered that night in the forest. Her father telling her to climb into the trees. The demons approaching just as he made sure she was safe and out of harm’s way. The sickly sound of sharp nails biting into flesh, tearing apart the skin and muscle and the agonizing scream she heard her father make. Fallon had wanted to look away but she found her eyes glued to the traumatic scene of her father’s demise. His blood stained the ground as it poured from his wounds. He’d tried to fight back against the demons but found himself outnumbered and unable to even for a cynogriffon. There was so much blood…the fourteen year old girl had wanted to vomit and cry all at the same time. Tears had slipped down her cheeks silently as she was forced to watch her father torn apart, bits and pieces of him eaten by the blood thirsty beasts, and then cast aside as if they had just got bored with an old toy.

Fallon wanted to forget that night, but the screams that flooded the air reminded her so much of her father. It shook the young woman to her very core and she felt sick—and after a few moments she bent over and retched, anything that remained in her stomach was gone. After what seemed like hours the screaming stopped. She didn’t get up though. The sky-hound didn’t know where this had taken place or what had just taken place but she was sure as hell that it wasn’t good for her to get spotted.

So she waited in that spot, shuddering as her breath came in as heavy gasps. Slowly, though, after a few minutes she gained control of her breathing and the shaking stopped. She still felt dizzy but hauled herself to her feet anyway. Fallon hadn’t heard anything else since the screaming stopped. Maybe she just had an episode and had imagined it all. She swayed slightly after she stood, placing a hand to her aching head and using the back of her other hand to wipe her mouth. A groan escaped her lips as her eyes looked around the area to search for any evidence that whatever just happened wasn’t just her imagination playing tricks on her. Slumping against the car, her head bent forward a bit as she rubbed her temples; she tried to tell herself that she was just hearing things. Fallon really needed to get a hold of herself before she was okay enough to drive home. No use in getting in the car then crashing a mile away because she just had a breakdown.

Still…she felt it wasn’t safe. She didn’t know if it was only because of her mental instability at this moment or if something really had happened.

But to the sick and hungry,
You cannot be found.

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Run, to where the smallest ray of light will never find you

The evil ghost gave a dark twisted sort of smile as she watched a young woman come out from around a nearby car now. She watched her carefully with her icy blue glowing eyes . These eyes held a dark look to them as she looked the young female over. She noted that the woman seemed to be human therefore was not a threat to her. Not that she was worried about such things though considering that she was not afraid of anything except magic users . After all she was a bit unnerving in appearance to most of the living. She was a rather young looking female who wore a black dress , white gloves and dancing shoes. Her skin was deathly white and almost seemed to glow in the darkness. It was only offset by her eerie glowing blue eyes and raven black hair that looked as if it had not been brushed in ages. Then there was her most distracting feature , the long bleeding slits on each of her wrists. These wounds bled almost constantly even though she was already dead. Needless to say most who spotted this seemed frightened by it and often ran from her. Though it seemed that this female had not spotted her just yet.

Run, to where you will not need to shield your eyes

There were many who did not like the dead and thought that they should not be among the living . Those were the people who really upset the ghost. They should not be able to judge what did and did not belong in their world. No the undead were stronger and more powerful then humans could ever imagine. And those like the evil ghost here were also much much smarter. She was also smarter then her other half who always wanted her to be kind to the living like she was. Yeah right she was not about to stoop to that level unless she was forced to Though the same could not be said for her other half who was pleading for her not to do anything stupid. Yeah like evil yesma ever did anything like that. Her face contorted slightly as she mentally told her other half to be quiet again. She then frowned at the female before her moving a bit closer to her letting the heated air around her surround them now.

Run, away from all the soulless, heartless fiends who hound you

The ghost kept the inane smile on her face as she floated above the ground her blue eyes still looking just as insane as before . She like this human so far but that would not stop her from trying to find ways to upset her. And she was watching her eyes glowing with dark intensity. She wanted so badly to go out and kill again. These humans could not stop her and she knew it all too well. The only thing that kept her from harming this one was good Yesma telling her to behave herself. See she did not want to get in trouble so she kept her dark half at bay. Though evil Yesma currently did not care what her other half wanted. The ghost was a nutcase and would show it at every available opportunity. Though that was not always a good thing.


Run, away and let your memories go blind,

She now flipped her bleeding hand making blood sling off of her wounds as she got closer to the other female. She also started to laugh . Long maddening peels of insane laughter rung threw the night. She was prone to doing random things like that you see. Though most never lived to know that about her. Stupid humans she really hated them and would now show it by giving this human something to get really upset about. ” hello my dear. Would you like to be my next victim tonight?” she asked with an insane smile on her face now. Oh she was going to have fun with this one.

Then I will devour you and take all the pain away

[fallon]

We are young and we are strong,
Through strength in self we become something more they can be.

Some maddening sound pierced through her sensitive ears. The sound of laughter. This wasn't just some any old regular laughing though. This sound was filled to the brink with insanity, a horrible sound tinged with fear and pain from the past that Fallon knew so well. She'd heard laughs like this many times before, the most vivid of those coming from those demons who slaughtered her father like livestock. The young woman didn't want to turn around and see her fate laid out before her. It was cruel, that she should die in this crummy gas station on a cold, barely-lit Saturday night. The only thing that gave her comfort and the courage to face whoever was making that sound was the thought that she might be reunited with her father when this was all over. Hopefully it would be quick and painless.

That's when she wanted to smack herself. Why was she already signing her own death sentence? She was a cynogriffon after all! She was tough and could fight if she had to, though she preferred not to.

Nonetheless, the girl lifted her head slowly, azure orbs resting on that of a floating figure. Fallon had never seen something like this before. Why was this girl floating. And how was she floating. This seemed to wipe away almost all of her fear as she staightened out her body and let her arms rest at her sides. Her face took on an expression of curiosity as her head tilted to the side slightly before the woman's words registered in her brain.

"W-what are you?" her soft voice trembled when the fear sunk back into her body.

Next victim? So she had just listened to this...this woman murder people? How many people? She was certain one of the screaming voices she heard belonged to a woman. Could it have been that she held a grudge against this other female for some silly human reason? No, that couldn't be it because this girl before her wasn't human. She was something else entirely and Fallon didn't want to think about it. Even though the sky-hound wasn't human she didn't go around murdering innocent people.

Perhaps then, this woman she had killed wasn't innocent. Maybe it had been for the good of mankind that she had been destroyed. But what if she was innocent?

"Who are you?" she asked before she could stop the words coming out of her mouth. Come on now, she didn't want to talk. She obviously wanted to kill the witness.

I raise my heart and sing,
That I won't believe this lie.

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she takes the long way home



The evil ghost smiled darkly as she floated before the other female planning out what she was going to do to her now. Maybe she would torture her and kill her. Maybe she would have fun with the torture and kill her. hum yeah that sounded like it could be fun. She now smiled at the girl as she looked at her. Then she smiled as she heard the other ask what she was. Hum so this one had never seen the dead before. At least not her kind of dead. “ I am the one that’s going to kill you unless you do what I tell you too.” she said with an evil laugh.


fighting her emotions

She then just smiled moving her bleeding hands in front of her as she heard what the girl asked next. Was she really trying to talk to a psychopath? Oh that was just plain stupid on the other girls behalf. She motioned with her hand causing the knife that she had killed the other two humans with to float from around the corner to in front of her. “ Hehe I am Yesma. What’s your name kid? I want to carve it in to your chest. “ she hissed as she moved closer to the other woman. The closer she got the hotter the air around her got. That was the strange thing about evil Yesma . Instead of being cold like a normal ghost she was hot. And she was an insane killer to boot.

nobody knows her

She now stopped about a foot away from the girl and licked her lips evilly. She had another horrible idea go threw her dark twisted mind. She was going to test this girl to see just how much she wanted to live. “ there is another thing I could do to you beside kill you my lovely little creature. I could make you have a night with me. Its your choice really. Death or a night ?” she said with an evil cackle. She did not think that the girl would go for the latter . No she just the not look like the kind who did things like that.


but tonight the screaming is over

[fallon]

I know there's something more inside.
When darkness is all you see

With every step the girl took towards her Fallon took a step back to attempt to put a gap between them. The air around her got hot and she felt as if she might be sick again, stumbled, and fell on her ass on the ground. The pain never registered as she stared up at Yesma, terror brimming her eyes. Cynogriffons didn't have to worry about many other predators that could potentially cause danger to them but she was completely sure she wouldn't be able to shield herself against her. She was obviously not here for a good conversation with a strange girl she'd scared half to death in the parking lot of a run-down gas station.

She struggled with her words, unsure whether to actually give Yesma her name. She'd made it clear she was going to hurt her in some way. "F-Fallon." the words tumbled out of her mouth, stuttering in fear as her voice broke. She couldn't get choked up now, that wouldn't help her escape the situation. It was important to remain calm, although with her having already tripped over her own feet and onto her ass out of panic the calm route had been thrown out of the window.

"A ni-night?" she wondered aloud, trying to make sense of what Yesma meant. Did she mean to have Fallon go around with her and kill people in exchange to live? That was crazy! The sky-hound would never be able to kill someone unless it was out of self-defense, and even then she wasn't too sure. The cynogriffon raised a brow despite herself. "What...what do you mean?" she asked, propping herself up off the ground a little with her arms before standing up.

Fallon brushed the dirt off her pants before looking back at the bloodied girl. Sure, she scared her when she first saw her, but looking past all of the blood on her hands and the madness in her eyes, she was stunning. What happened to this woman to make her resort to killing people? Fallon had known a few people who killed just for pleasure, perhaps this was the case here. She had no idea.

This is out sweet blasphemy.

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