Illuminant Noctem (On Hold)

Illinant Noctem Ch....9?

Jackson-

I let go of her and stepped into the middle of the room. Pulling off my shirt, I stood there and felt her eyes trace over the scars and ink that spilled across my skin. I closed my eyes and mentally broke the skin covering my folded wings. I marveled in the feel of the cool wind on my wings that caused them to gently fluttered, and the pleasure of them being out in the open. I opened my eyes once I felt Amelia’s gentle caress on the tips of my wings, gently gliding over the soft petals. Holding my breath, I looked at her, awaiting her reaction. I shuddered when the warmth of her hand left.

“Well...” I trailed off, not sure what else to say.

“I love them.” I heard the admiration in her voice, and the familiary of guilt started to overtake me again. I shuddered, trying to release the flow of power that surged through my veins. My jaw clenched as I bit down on my lips, trying to force the engery that dared ravish the girl in front of me. I couldn’t lose control, for I knew that if I did again, she would be gone for good this time.

Amelia-

I backed away from him as the energy tin the room was drawn to Jackson, as if he were a magnet. My back hit the wall as the once warm and inviting room turned cold, and Jackson seemed to grow so large that every inch of space between the four walls appeared to be engulfed by him. His once white and pristine wings pulled the color from the room as they deepened into a rich black. His silver skin glowed as he glared at the floor. I squeaked in fear before I could plaster my hand against my mouth, hoping that this...this demon hadn’t heard. But of course, I had no such luck. His now black eyes traced up my body until they reached mine. He took a step towards me, and I tried pressing myself even farther against the wall. My eyes darted towards the door behind him, and I had no chance of escaping. I shut my eyes as he continued forward, unti I could taste his cold metallic breath on my lips. I waited in agonizing silence for my death. I opened my eyes a crack only to see his dark ones staring back at me,. I screamed when his cold hand grabbed my arm, and my vision started clouding. I managed to force my eyes open one more time beofre I met my death, and saw Jackson’s face staring at me in horror. Not the demon from a few minutes ago, but my Jackson.

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I woke up in my room, far away from the forest. The morning sun filtered as I sat up.

“Good morning.” I screamed as the unfamiliar voice quickly came into view. It was a girl, not much older than me, sprung over to my bed and clamped a soft hand over my mouth. “Do you want to wake your father or not?” I shook my head “no” and she removed her hand as she studied me with her green eyes. I knew she was like Jackson as she had the long curly hair only the uhm...spirits had.

“Who are you and how did we get into my room?” She moved off of my bed and went and sat next to my window.

“My name is Catinka, but everyone calls me Tin. I am Jackson’s sister. What is the last thing that you remember? I shook my head.

“Nope. We’re in my territory now. How did you get in my room?”

“Wow, I don’t remember you being this stubborn last night as you were clutching on to me for dear life.” She chuckled, but stopped when she saw my glare. “All right, all right. Someone’s a little grumpy in the morning. Jackson brought us here.” I felt my face drain of color at the mention of Jackson. “Hey, hey. Relax. Are you okay Amelia? Shh. Okay. How about this. You go take a clean shower and I’ll go downstairs and make some breakfast. Then, after you eat, we’ll talk. Sound good?” I nodded and stood up, noticing I was still in last night’s clothes.

“Wait, Tin.” She was almost out the door before I stopped her.

“Where’s my dad?”

“Oh, when Ja-- I mean, when we brought you back, we told your dad you weren’t feeling too well, since you were at my house and all, so I offered to spend the night with you here to make sure you were okay. So yes, to answer your next question, he does know I’m here. But he left for work, oh, about an hour ago.” I glanced at my watch and saw that it was still morning. I gathered my things and made my way down the hall to the bathroom.

After showering, I dressed myself in a pair of dark jeans and an airy top. I walked down the wooden steps into the kitchen to see a bunch of fruit and a toasted bagel awaiting me. I grabbed what I’d eat and walked out the back door. Tin was laying in the grass sunning herself, and I sat down next to her.

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Well, that's all I have for now. Okay, I really don't have an excuse for not writing. I'm having a little bit of writer's block. Like, I know what I want to happen, I just don't know how to get there. D: So this story is going to be on hold for a while until my semester is over in a few weeks. I'm honestly not happy with what I have so far, and I'm planning on editing it, and rewriting some parts, and just making overall improvements. So hopefully this story'll be back on the road soon, but until then, well, leave me some comments. ;)

I'll try to have a post soon!

xoxo

HannahxMarie