I Spi(e)d (h)er [complete]

Izzy

It would seem her prayers were answered as a formidable woman appeared out of the shadows cast behind her chair by the flickering computer monitor. Ara shuddered as the pure uncontained power unfurled from the strange woman and rolled around the room.

She was incredible intimidating she was dressed like a queen; in ruby silks and midnight velvets, an intricately designed tiara that was made out of what looked like miniture stars, was nestled among her riot of ebony curls. She glided across the room to Urchula and her scarlet eyes flecked with jet black slivers silently judged Urchula.

"You know that I will help you but you also know the price, only something of equal or more value" the ethereal woman stated.

"My soul for delphi back completely" was Urchulas immediate reply.

"Your soul is not equal or more I need more than you posses" the woman's intense
expression didn't change but Ara could tell she was planning something.

Urchula was looking around the room searching for something. Ara knew that Urchula would not think twice before trading anyone else in the group for Delphina back and Ara was correct.

"I will trade something of Ara's" Urchula quickly replied. The woman turned to look at Ara. Ara looked at the woman's scarlet eyes so similar to Ara's own she remembered the first time she had looked into the mirror and seen the unfimiliar red eyes looking back at her.

She had then held the mirror shard cutting her hand and the blood dissolving the back of the shard.

That was it her blood was the way out but they wouldn't leave without Delphina, Ara knew it so she made a descision for the good of the group. She swallowed and clenched her eyes shut momentarily before opening them and projecting her voice across the room.

"Urchula remember my blood has corrosive qualities. " Ara liked being able to choose. All she had to give was her senses, her mind and the clothes on her back. she just didn't have anything other than that to give up.

so she made up her mind on what vital part of her she would give before she gathered all her courage and said "Madame I will trade my memories for Delphina back."

"Your memories. All of them about who you are or were, you can have the useless
information you have gained no one wants that" The woman seemed happy with the turn of events and looked at Ara hard looking for some sign she was being tricked.

Ara nodded she wanted to forget. Her whole life was a sham was born for the purpose to die, the people she loved and trusted her own parents and siblings had manipulated her to be the perfect test subject and Ara hated that fact.

Her memories were also the only thing she had. She would have preferred to not contributed anything but it was better choosing for herself rather than a desperate Urchula selling Ara's soul.

Ara had enough of this REAPER Initiative. She was sick and tired of their experiments.

There scientists and most of all Ara was done with her parents, how dare they raise her with soul purpose of being there ginnypig. Ridding the happy memories of them was a
better outcome to Ara then remembering them and knowing it was all a lie.

"Yes I'm completely and utterly sure" Ara was full of conviction and it showed in her voice as she stared down the woman.

"Very well then I accept Mrs Ursulayour soul and miss Arabella Lesters
memories for Delia ." The woman stated Ara and Urchula nodded. A click of the woman's fingers and she vanished Ara felt irritated she didn't do anything then suddenly a scorching desert wind filled the room.

Urchula's slim body started to distort it was if she was being viewed through the haze of heat that rose from the road on a 40degree day. Her nonexistent eyes filled with the
illusion of clever black eyes. The tattered dress that had covered her bathers flickered in and out of focus before reforming.

"Where's Delphi" what used to be Urchula asked though the voice, if you could call it that. The sound was nothing, even nearly close to something that human vocal cords could recreate.

It was the groaning sound of a roof before it collapsed on you, the rumble of the earth
before it was split open by an earthquake, it was the quite before the storm, the soft breaths of a terrified child hiding under a bed, it was an angry breeze raging img through a copse of wizened trees, it was the relentless waves slamming against the coastline, the strange discordant harmony of a thousand yowling cats, it was the soft gasp of breathe just before your soul left your body.

Delphina then suddenly gasped air rushing into her now resuscitated body, still lungs
inflating and deflating drawing in breath then releasing it, her legs reattaching to her body the blood diving off the floor into her veins, arteries and capillaries. Her heart resuming its strong constant beats as blood refilled her empty heart.

As Delphina stood up Ara felt her head fill up with pain there was nothing but this strange unfimiliar all consuming pain roiling and boiling about in her skull; raking through her mind and memories, brain and thoughts hacking and slashing, bleaching and scrubbing, burning and purifying until there was nothing more than an empty feeling that she had forgotten something vitally important to her.