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Voices. One was soft as rain, and the other was like hail beating against thin glass. The voices rang in his mind like bell tolls to a death march and all Marius could do was try and focus on the one in front of him. She was a beautiful woman with hair as black as the night Marius knew so well. Her eyes were piercingly haunting; blue, bright blue. Perhaps those were the only life lines connecting him to this world, at least it felt like it. Marius focused on the blue, trying to disregard the hateful chanting in the back of his mind. The woman of his dreams was a Bogart in his mind now and she had resorted to the cruelest of tactics to try and tear him away from hope.
One by one those that had been killed by her... by him flashed through his mind. Their last words they'd ever said to him ringing through him like hateful slurs. They were serpentine curses spewed with venom that was so toxic it could have been acid, And then... Some were sweet as the voice he now did his very best to focus on. They were all dead, because they'd gotten too close.
"She will be the same..."
Marius again felt a surge of pain as the face of the woman came to him not as he wanted to see her, but as a faceless corpse writhing on the ground. convulsing as death strangled the life from her. He wanted to scream, and yet he couldn't. He couldn't see, He couldn't feel, everything was blank.
"I am going to need you to Trust me."
Marius didn't hear the rest, but those words alone were both the most terrifying and heartwarming words he'd ever heard. There had been others, Those that pitied him and gave him a place because he had no where else. But in those words the gentle caress that came with them was enough to calm him just enough that he could not hear anymore. "Sweet silence...."
Her hands were soft, and Marius would have taken his time recognizing their touch just as a blind man would yearn for the soft embrace of another. The pain that followed..... was horrible, and yet Marius didn't care. All that mattered was absolute silence... for the very first time in his life. His senses blacked and he founds himself within a void where he was whole. A place where She did not exist, and soon with his pain so too went the boys consciousness. His body falling limp as his magic was taken from him and he was loaded into a car. Marius for the first time in his life when the pain should have been enough to kill a normal man, it was nothing to the peace he felt in not being a mage; even for this short while.
At the Base~
The peace lasted a while. Marius thought himself even possibly dead and he was okay with that. Such a beautiful lie that he longed for and yet when the tires came to a screeching halt, and the sound of doors slamming shut Marius was taken from his trance. It was slow at first but his mind came back to him, first in his sight as he looked around a compound and for the first time truly was able to see his saviors. The one called Sebastian was hardly the type of guy that Marius wanted to get on the bad side of, but to do this, he couldn't be all bad either. There was a biased for Marius because often time anyone who looked and/or carried themselves like him... was bad news, at least in the business of the mob. The other woman could only be described was Mary herself. Marius in his fear had turned to faith if only to hope for something to cling to, and the way the woman carried herself... She was a mother... or at least like what one was supposed to be. Just as they explained the situation and their arrangements Marius hearing returned to him and he learned some of the names of those around him.
Still dazed and confused Marius did his very best to try and remain attentive, though the fear was slowly returning now along with the rest of his senses. The woman's voice was not though. What happened? Was she finally gone now? Marius was no fool to hope for such a thing after the hell that he'd lived, but with lack of 'her' voice He found himself searching for the source of another voice. His eyes scanned the vicinity until he found rest on the woman who had saved him. In the back, she too looked to be in.... oh right... pain...
Almost on queue a crippling pain nearly took Marius from his feet, as the lack of his magic was finally allowed to creep back into realization. It wasn't pain so much as a choking feeling, as though he'd swallowed sand and was now suffering the curse of coughing it all back up. Regurgitating crisp sharp nails as he tried to breath normally and found that even that was exhausting. It took more effort than it should have to learn how to control his breathing enough and stay standing.
Those around him were in better shape considerably which was possibly the biggest shock of all. People were around him... and they were not in danger.... was this.. what it was to be normal? The feeling was a fleeting happiness but he clung to it at least for now. One of the girls in particular seemed attached to the obvious leader of this resistance of whatever. She had seemed to composed before but now... he could see what literal hell everyone else had been going though, and a pang of guilt pierced him. The two boys in the van and neither one of them had done shit to be brave for the girls... In fact he was sure he'd made it that much worst even.
Marius turned away and shook his head viciously as another pang of pain shot through his temples.... He half expected it to accompany her voice, but was taken when only silence followed.
"My my, looks like you'll be my roommate for the time being."
Marius turned to meet the eloquence of none other than the other psycho. Not just look though, he glared back at the boy. "Careful what you wish for.." Was all he managed to respond with. Curtly responding to Eclairs comment about 'her' as he walked past the man. it was probably guilt, or still the effects of whatever had been done to him, but Marius was trying to find a reason to feel bad for his current thoughts. For the first time since shit had hit the fan he almost wished that this eloquent brat would get to meet 'her.'
Everything was happening so fast but Marius knew that he didn't like this one. But if nothing else it was better to spare more misery than necessary and he knew he'd have to try and get along with the boy. It wasn't like he would fit in too well with the girls after all. Most of them probably already thought he was a freak and he didn't blame them. Besides... better to try and be friendly with the one that he wasn't sure he would care if they died 'randomly.'
"Well I guess lets make the best of this. You can pick whichever side of the room you want first. I don't care too much about comfort. that being said... I have a splitting head ache so I am going to wash up.... If you need anything my name is Marius." Marius stated calmly before waving and shutting the door behind him. He'd seen a wash room on his way to their bed room, and so he made his way there. His hand glued to his forehead as he tried to pony through the pain.
One by one those that had been killed by her... by him flashed through his mind. Their last words they'd ever said to him ringing through him like hateful slurs. They were serpentine curses spewed with venom that was so toxic it could have been acid, And then... Some were sweet as the voice he now did his very best to focus on. They were all dead, because they'd gotten too close.
"She will be the same..."
Marius again felt a surge of pain as the face of the woman came to him not as he wanted to see her, but as a faceless corpse writhing on the ground. convulsing as death strangled the life from her. He wanted to scream, and yet he couldn't. He couldn't see, He couldn't feel, everything was blank.
"I am going to need you to Trust me."
Marius didn't hear the rest, but those words alone were both the most terrifying and heartwarming words he'd ever heard. There had been others, Those that pitied him and gave him a place because he had no where else. But in those words the gentle caress that came with them was enough to calm him just enough that he could not hear anymore. "Sweet silence...."
Her hands were soft, and Marius would have taken his time recognizing their touch just as a blind man would yearn for the soft embrace of another. The pain that followed..... was horrible, and yet Marius didn't care. All that mattered was absolute silence... for the very first time in his life. His senses blacked and he founds himself within a void where he was whole. A place where She did not exist, and soon with his pain so too went the boys consciousness. His body falling limp as his magic was taken from him and he was loaded into a car. Marius for the first time in his life when the pain should have been enough to kill a normal man, it was nothing to the peace he felt in not being a mage; even for this short while.
At the Base~
The peace lasted a while. Marius thought himself even possibly dead and he was okay with that. Such a beautiful lie that he longed for and yet when the tires came to a screeching halt, and the sound of doors slamming shut Marius was taken from his trance. It was slow at first but his mind came back to him, first in his sight as he looked around a compound and for the first time truly was able to see his saviors. The one called Sebastian was hardly the type of guy that Marius wanted to get on the bad side of, but to do this, he couldn't be all bad either. There was a biased for Marius because often time anyone who looked and/or carried themselves like him... was bad news, at least in the business of the mob. The other woman could only be described was Mary herself. Marius in his fear had turned to faith if only to hope for something to cling to, and the way the woman carried herself... She was a mother... or at least like what one was supposed to be. Just as they explained the situation and their arrangements Marius hearing returned to him and he learned some of the names of those around him.
Still dazed and confused Marius did his very best to try and remain attentive, though the fear was slowly returning now along with the rest of his senses. The woman's voice was not though. What happened? Was she finally gone now? Marius was no fool to hope for such a thing after the hell that he'd lived, but with lack of 'her' voice He found himself searching for the source of another voice. His eyes scanned the vicinity until he found rest on the woman who had saved him. In the back, she too looked to be in.... oh right... pain...
Almost on queue a crippling pain nearly took Marius from his feet, as the lack of his magic was finally allowed to creep back into realization. It wasn't pain so much as a choking feeling, as though he'd swallowed sand and was now suffering the curse of coughing it all back up. Regurgitating crisp sharp nails as he tried to breath normally and found that even that was exhausting. It took more effort than it should have to learn how to control his breathing enough and stay standing.
Those around him were in better shape considerably which was possibly the biggest shock of all. People were around him... and they were not in danger.... was this.. what it was to be normal? The feeling was a fleeting happiness but he clung to it at least for now. One of the girls in particular seemed attached to the obvious leader of this resistance of whatever. She had seemed to composed before but now... he could see what literal hell everyone else had been going though, and a pang of guilt pierced him. The two boys in the van and neither one of them had done shit to be brave for the girls... In fact he was sure he'd made it that much worst even.
Marius turned away and shook his head viciously as another pang of pain shot through his temples.... He half expected it to accompany her voice, but was taken when only silence followed.
"My my, looks like you'll be my roommate for the time being."
Marius turned to meet the eloquence of none other than the other psycho. Not just look though, he glared back at the boy. "Careful what you wish for.." Was all he managed to respond with. Curtly responding to Eclairs comment about 'her' as he walked past the man. it was probably guilt, or still the effects of whatever had been done to him, but Marius was trying to find a reason to feel bad for his current thoughts. For the first time since shit had hit the fan he almost wished that this eloquent brat would get to meet 'her.'
Everything was happening so fast but Marius knew that he didn't like this one. But if nothing else it was better to spare more misery than necessary and he knew he'd have to try and get along with the boy. It wasn't like he would fit in too well with the girls after all. Most of them probably already thought he was a freak and he didn't blame them. Besides... better to try and be friendly with the one that he wasn't sure he would care if they died 'randomly.'
"Well I guess lets make the best of this. You can pick whichever side of the room you want first. I don't care too much about comfort. that being said... I have a splitting head ache so I am going to wash up.... If you need anything my name is Marius." Marius stated calmly before waving and shutting the door behind him. He'd seen a wash room on his way to their bed room, and so he made his way there. His hand glued to his forehead as he tried to pony through the pain.