Forgotten

[kyra]

I groaned. i could not remember how long i had been in this basement, this prison.
it was the basement of one of the slayerettes, i had figured out. i remembered the time when they had found me and questioned me. i could not remember much, not near the end. one of them must have knocked me out, and then chained me up in this, this filthy place.
it had made me smile at the way they thought i was somehow dangerous, the way they thought i might be able to harm them in some way. idiots. they should know better, especially Karen.
i had been here for ages, while they gave me food and sometimes tried to talk to me, get me to speak. i couldn't remember the last time i had spoken, or reacted in some way to a human being. i waited til i was completely sure they were gone, before even moving.
but in time i had realised something. i realised that they may have been able to guard me from physical magick, but i could still go into astral form. it was so easy now, just a month or two ago i started going outside again, so to speak. although it wasn't real, it was only my astral form.

i stiffened, someone was coming in. probably for one of the long, boring talks about how they wanted to give me a chance...

[TPot]

I walked in. I saw Kyra chained to a chair. "Umm.... Hi. I think I might have walked into the wrong room. But what are you doing in here?"

[kyra]

((just a reminder to say that Kyra has been chained up for months. Just checking you knew))

I stared at him coldly. He had never come down before. And it seemed like he hadn't meant to either. I locked my glare on him, trying to hide my own fear and guilt.

[TPot]

"So now I'm etting the death stare from some person that is chained to a chair down here." I said. "Fine. I'll just be on my way."

[kyra]

(that was random). I watched as he left the room.
As soon as he was gone I sighed. i hated putting on an act like that.

[Azoth (Kyler)]

Lying there, unnoticed had been easy... I was not sure though, if the girl had noticed the pile of bones lying on the floor in the corner of the room... or possibly she thought that it was simply another that was left down here for too long, and had died and simply became an odd pile of bones.

Any archaologist would have seen that every bone needed to make a human skeleton was there, he would also have noticed tha they were perfectly intact. But if he leant close enough, he would have seen the small, blue glow in the eyes of the skull................


(((Thought I'd join)))

[kyra]

Good, now i am completely alone, i thought to myself. i smiled. today was the day.
i took one deep breath, and next thing i knew i was out of my body, in astral form. the next part was the hardest. i reached out to the keyhole on my body's (how freaky?) chains. i put my hand to the hole. i thought hard, going right back to the time when Karen had managed to take hold of my astral form as if it was solid. i let the word go round and round in my head, echoing till my jaws clenched: solid, solid, solid.
i jolted as my hand touched the metal, i could feel the cool roughness of it. this was the part they had not prepared for: they had guarded my body from magick, but nothing can block a soul or spirit from it.
in astral form i had to practise and practise, until i could use even the tiniest spell.
closing my eyes, i sent out a wave of white light, and it filled up the keyhole. with one click the chains clanked to the ground.

[Azoth (Kyler)]

Suddenly, the two hands from the pile of bones flew to the girl's wrists and held them there as the rest of me rearranged myself to form back into me.

I headed over to the girl and attached my arms to my hands, still holding her there.

"I do not know why you are here, but I am sure that your captors would not like you to escape... who are your captors?" I asked...

[kyra]

((the question is, did you mean to hold my astral form? never mind.))

I yelped as, after returning to my body, two clumps of bones grabbed hold of me! I noticed that they were hands, and then they suddenly were attached to arms. I pushed out against the bones, but the grip was surprisingly strong.
"Who - what are you?" I asked. I lowered my voice, all this work just to be caught without even taking one step? "I - I guess it was the slayerettes, the shifters!"