I Wish

[karen]

I looked steadily at the vengance demon. Her face creased in a smile not unlike my own. "What is your wish?" she said in a grating voice. I licked my lips, nervous and hopeful. This could do it, this could bring back Grace and get rid of the slayer who killed her. That could happen if I got my wish right. I swallowed and began steadily.

"I wish that the protection necklace made for Doc by Maya never worked." I smiled. It was said.

The vengance demon smiled again. "Done."

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I opened my eyes quickly. Immediatly Kyra was at my side. "Karen? You blacked out for a minute. Are you ok?" I waved her aside.

"Fetch Grace." I prayed it had worked, that Grace was alive. Moments later the best thing that could have happened did. Grace walked in.

(((Everyone (Except the persn who breaks the spell) must die in this. EVERYONE. Oh and Doc is under my control. Oh AND this is just after Suprise.)))

[Pepper]

I was sitting on a crypt. The stone was cold, but then again as a shifter demon I didn't notice it. When shifters get turned they don't become vampires. Just were-demons. Unable to be harmed by anything but pure diamond. I grinned. I had learned this first hand from Grace. As a wolf I howled up to the moon, it was just coming into the sky. I howled again, then jumped off my crypt. The hunt was about to start and human blood tasted so sweet...

[karen]

I told Grace the truth. She seemed quite pleased at the way things had turned out. Well, I suppose anything would seem good if you were told that in your true dimension you were a pile of dust. After my bit of explaining she did her bit, bringing me up to par about everything. It was suprising how many 'Slayerettes' were now evil. Suprising, but great to hear.

[Pepper]

I was running through the streets feeling the wind through my night-black fur. I was now a lynx. Spotted my pray I cornered the girl. She was around ten and had blonde hair. She looked around but there was no-where to go. "Mommy" she whispered as I ripped her throat out.

[Maya]

((Ok, if we're gonna make this dark, lets do it properly. ))

I could still hear that blasted dripping. Just wondering what it might be made my stomach churn- of course it could be a tap, but considering where i was, it was unlikely. The dark, dank room was lit only by a shaft light through the tiny window in the solid door. I shifted my weight a little, trying once more to get my bare feet beneath me, but they wouldn't hold me. The soles of my feet were burnt raw, and hurt like literal hell to touch the stone floor, and my knees had no strength left in them to support me. Both wrists stung where the shackles dug into my skin as i hung there, as i had for god knows how long, and my skin itched terribly from the dried blood that covered most of it.
The only concept of time i had left was the regular visits i had from Grace. She had decided that i was much more fun to keep than kill. She told me straight up that she would only kill me when i begged for it... and that i would never do.

((*grins*))

[Pepper]

As I feasted on the girls blood, I smiled. I had so much to thank Grace for. I shuddered at how close I had come to befriending those.....slayerettes.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw the girls mother walking up to us. Slinking into the shadows I watched with a smirk as she burst into hysterical tears at the limp body before her. I shifted into a vampire bat and flew away, still smiling.

[grace]

It was surprising to be told that in another dimension, I was dust. But i took it all in stride, processed everything Karen told me, and told her everything that had happened since Maya's protection necklace failed. She was pleased, pleased to know that both of us had destroyed their little group, their world. Karen and I were partners together, both dealing in different things, I, strength and fighting, her, magic. Alone and together, we were undestructable, and she and I both liked it that way.

I said my good-bye's to Karen and left her to herself. I had a slayer to visit.

I entered her room, and she glared weakly at me, and I smirked.

"I've just been told a funny story. Shall I tell what its about?"

Maya said nothing, but i could see the burning hatred in her eyes. I continued. "Its about a little girl, much like yourself, who was being bullied by an older girl, like me. They didn't like each other very much, and fought constantly. One day the little girl got so fed up with the older girl, that she hurt the girl, very, very badly. And the older girl went away. The little girl was happy, until another little girl came and made a wish, and erased everything. The little girl was sent to another world, where her bully was still there, and bullied her even more, and even worse than before. Yet, the little girl had no memory of the world she had been in previously. She had no idea that life was good for her." I sat down next to Maya, and looked into her eyes. "And now she's locked in a room, where her bully hurts her, and hurts her. And she cries for her friends, her friends who left her, but they never come. Do they?"

[Maya]

I spat a goblet of red-tinged saliva into her face.
"You wanna know how the rest goes?" I asked. She just smirked. "The little girl bides her time, and waits for the moment when the bully screws up, which she will. And then she gets free, and kills the bully- she makes her pay for all the things she took away from teh little girl."

[grace]

I grinned, and stood up, wiping the blood off my face and licking it from my fingertips. I headed over to a table were all the weapons were, and picked up a long, sharp knife. I walked back to her, and pulled out her right arm. She gasped in pain.

"You know, i was never much of an artist, but i think i can draw this little girl, don't you?" Without waiting for an answer, i cut her skin with the blade, watching both Maya's face and the blade as red blood flooded down her arm. She winced slightly, and I knew that i wouldn't get more than that. She didn't show pain often. But i could see in her eyes, that it hurt. I grinned, and took away the blade, a stick figure of a girl cut deep into her forearm. I threw the knife on the table, and left the room, her blood pooling on the floor beside her.

[Maya]

I was thankful that she had chosen my arm- as it was held up by the shackles, the bleeding would soon stop. Of course, my blood never clotted as well as it used to- not enough nutrients or something... I was force fed the bare minimum of food now and then by one of graces lacky's- she wasnt about to let me die without her here to watch. I glacned at the crude picture, and shuddered. I wished that i knew where Josh was, or Doc, Charlie, Del, any of them... but no tears came to my eyes, for i had none to shed- i didnt have it in me to cry, for i truly had no hope left in me, and what is the point of crying if there is nothing better possible anymore? Grace wouldn't kill me yet because i was fun. I was stubborn enought that i would fight until my bitter end, but even though i'd never let her see it, inside, i was already dead.

[Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison]

I looked up as Karen walked into our penthouse. I'd brought especially for her, the entire building in fact, and kicked everyone out so she'd have enough space to store everything she had.

"Hey there, mon chere," I whispered, as we shared a passionate kiss. "Have fun?"

(((Since this is supposed to be dark, you all get to see Francois at his worst. Oh the fun. ;D)))

[Pepper]

My feast over I decided to find Grace, maybe there were some humans to kill. Right now she was probably with her plaything Maya. I grinned. I would enjoy killing her when the time was right.

[Joshua]

(((I'm gonna stay out of this and say 'I'm still dead' as in never came back to life and Avalon didn't get reborn just yet.)))

[Jessy Jackson]

(((Nope you are alive. The whole Karen thing happened that week you were4 training remember?;D)))

[Joshua]

(((Fact: The wish made was to *change* something that already happened in the past. Fact: When that happens with Vengeance demons, they tend to create other dimensions to carry out the wish made. Fact 3: Maya didn't exactly survive Joshua's death the first time unscathed, having him die AGAIN just might kill *her*. And the whole freakin world, or did Black Hair Willow who lost her true love only *once* not convince you of what a red-haired Maya would be willing to do if pushed to that brink?)))