| Subject: ::From the Heavens Descends an Angel:: |
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Taylor
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Date Posted: 17:11:19 06/27/06 Tue
In reply to:
Mike
's message, "Fallen Into Pain" on 15:25:58 06/27/06 Tue
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Taylor growled, feircely as Krines pulled her away from Mike. Furious beyond reason, she fought him physically at first, thgen finally gave up as he dug into her mind... She fought him that way as best she could, but he was much too powerful... and it had been so very long since she'd had to do anything of this caliber. When went limp as he found an expecially aweful memory, and replayed it for her.
"I'm going to kill you Taylor.. I swear to fucking god, i'm going to murder you..." A tall, handsome older teenager stood before her, his face crimson with hatered. Taylor had faught so very hard to get away from him... fo ryears she'd fought... And now she was once more in his grip. He threw her back, his hand on her throat, and lowered his mouth to her's. A muffled scream was all that Taylor could do to fight back. He'd snapped her amulet, thrown it into the field, now she couldn't call her powers. Brett pressed his body hard against her's, and she could tell how badly he wanted to hurt her by the bulge in his jeans. He broke the kiss, and tore at her shirt... Thundering hooves, a dark mare, and a murderous expression on Kenji's face came
into Taylor's line of site... He yanked Brett away, and swung down from Stryker's back. The instant Kenji's hand touched Brett's flesh, the man had succumbed. His eyes rolling back in his head, his muscles going limp, his face paling far too quickly. Kenji... Kenji... Kenji...
Taylor fought teh remaindor of the memory, focusing intently on Kenji's face... on the anger that had shone in his eyes, and tightened the muscles of his face. Taylor took that anger, and gathered it in a ball in her center. With a sudden movement, she yanked away her necklace, and tossed it in Mike's direction. Suddenly, she was glaringly bright, and she focused on where Krine's hands rested on her skin. She focused on making his skin heat up, tingle with the warmth of her own skin... Then slowly start to build in intensity and pain, untill he felt as if he were holding a hot ball of fire, ready to consume his whole being. Taylor stepped away from Krine when he released her, and focused on sending the flames upwards, through his blood stream, to his heart, to his brain.. To every internal organ that was of any importance.
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