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Post by Dianne on Sept 2, 2011 3:09:01 GMT -6
"No. No!" Dianne punched a hole in the wall. It was easy. She had the strength to do it. She had the strength of twenty men! How could she not have the strength to overcome these visions? These nightmares? Dianne could rip human flesh like tissue paper. She could stalk her prey while going unseen. Why couldn't she beat the nightmares? Dianne could do so many wonderful and terrible things with the power in her hands and the knowledge that came with it. Why then was she so easily subdued by the visions? Why then was Chloe able to conquer them better than she? Dianne was supposed to be the one to guide Chloe. Not the other way around! Not....not....!
Dianne had fallen to the ground. It was her time to tremble, her time to sob. Her time to feel miserable and want to give up on life. "K-kill me. Put me out of my misery. Do it now!" Dianne would rather die and suffer for all eternity than to admit to any kind of weakness. To admit that for once in her existence she was out of her element. Dianne didn't care anymore. She was never getting home and there was no point to go on anymore. The least her old friend could do was give her a quick death. "Kill me!"
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Post by Chloe/Kat on Sept 2, 2011 3:38:10 GMT -6
Dianne's suffering mirrored her own to such an extent it was surreal even by supernatural standards. She prayed for death exactly as she did the first time she was plagued by the nightmares in the desert. Chloe could still remember the words the Night Angel had said that day and found herself repeating them here now. "No matter how much you desire death, no matter the method or the desperation, you will not find that peace." Chloe knelt down in front of Dianne and gently placed her hands against her shoulders, trying to comfort her as much as one could where the nightmares were concerned. "Only your will to survive can save you now."
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Post by Dianne on Sept 3, 2011 0:17:38 GMT -6
Was it....? Yes it was. Their roles performed a complete 180. It was no longer Dianne teaching Chloe but Chloe teaching Dianne. Dianne grabbed Chloe's shirt and pulled her towards her, crying into her shoulder as she was losing herself. The nightmares had reduced a once proud and noble woman into a mere junkie, as if the nightmares themselves were some kind of drug addiction. Why it had this effect on her, the vampire would never know. Right now she only knew one thing. "I need help, Chloe! I need help!"
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Post by Chloe/Kat on Sept 3, 2011 13:16:32 GMT -6
Chloe wrapped her arms around Dianne in a vain attempt to offer comfort, feeling responsible for the vampiress current situation. It was because of her own blood and memories that the nightmares had passed on to another and she was too busy wallowing in her own self-pity to stop Dianne from drinking her blood. Because of that Chloe was now responsible for this woman's pain and to help her fight through it. The thought itself was rather overbearing as she was still fighting off the nightmares herself but she had to find a way. Perhaps Argus or Amoura would be able to help in this area, though they've already done so much for Chloe. How could she ask anything more of them? At least Dianne was more accepting of needing help than she was when first being haunted by the nightmares."There, there. It's all right. It's going to be all right." Chloe sincerely hoped she could back those words up.
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