Chavie
10-23-2006, 08:03 PM
((This takes place nearly a month ago, after an intense Onyxia battle. Real Life has been eating me lately so I have not posted it yet! Chavie's thoughts after the conclusion of a months-long storyline Vuudu and I had going.))
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after many months, the thing is gone: her skin is blue again.
i studied and labored and for so long believed i could not do it, it could not be me, we would have to find another way. but here she is next to me, sleeping so peacefully, i cannot stop grinning long enough for sleep.
how long ago was stormwind? the grim went following my vision, to get information about "the rat king" and put fear into the heart of a little human boy, a thing i could not to today (i was so angry then). but we failed, reaching the throne room to be slaughtered, and lady katrana prestor herself struck me down. with magic we were to rise, but wait! said our leaders. what is this?
lady prestor became a dragon, the room was filled with dragons, my target led away. we rose as one, to do damage as we could, in the confusion of dragons.
a dragon bit my love, and a dragon spirit entered her mind.
katrana--onyxia--she was dabbling in some strange power! what was her purpose? did she know the grim were there, or were her servants to bite and possess someone else? bolvar? the little prince? i do not know.
(vuudu was not the only one so bit: other loved ones of mine were, i do not know if they still suffer, but i will write and ask--i have a cure!)
scales formed and grew, black scales, creeping across her skin. she spoke in the dragon language and sometimes lost control: it was frightening, frightening, frightening to watch. all the things we did to try to stop it! going to the apothecaries--and when shall i tell them it is over?--trying healing spells, yichimet and others helping, and lilly helping syreena...
but now! but now! it is over and done!
citadel faces onyxia weekly, and vuudu had gone twice before. the dragon is always raised to life again, i do not know by who, but each time vuudu helped to kill her, the spirit-dragon in her weakened. i was not there, i did not have the charm to let me in, but then tonight i was! my studies had told me, it is simple for a priest to perform an excorcism (i hate that word i hate that word), it is not done the way warlocks do it... it is a matter of willpower, for the priest and for the possessed: to get inside their head, a modified mind control spell, and find the unwanted spirit, and force it out.
the book said, it can be hard, it may take several tries and many days.
but i know my fishy valentine, i know her spirit, and after we killed onyxia (weaking her minion) i entered her mind. i was unsure it would work, but it was not hard to find the intruder (i also hate that word). "this is not my vuudu's spirit," i thought. and my love and i we worked to cast it out.
suddenly i was ejected and put back fully in my own body, the work not done!
"t'ra a gen, fi shi!" pleaded vuudu.
i cast the spell and moved back in. the dragon cursed and screamed. "no! no! this cannot be happening!" and then i knew! i knew i could do it! it was afraid of me. te chil ren are stronger than anything that tries to subdue their hearts and will. we would drive it out.
and we got it out.
vuudu fainted, and i saw her scales fade... no more shiny black, all smooth blue. and i shook her, and she woke, and said it was over.
we rejoiced! we danced and hugged and kissed! and then--and then--she kneeled and said, "wil yu bi ma fi shi fo re ver?" and i said yes! yes!
it was so happy, there in onyxia's lair, as citadel divided the spoils of war (i did not pay attention to that, but i hear they recieved good things!). and we went to the citadel, vuudu and me, and stopped at the spot we met (the zeppelin tower--i was singing, and she was curious, so long ago) and here we are, holding each other...
o ma va len tan ma va len tan, o ma fi shi dir. wi wil liv an luv fo re ver.
http://img111.imageshack.us/img111/7290/afteronyxiaxw8.jpg (http://imageshack.us)
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after many months, the thing is gone: her skin is blue again.
i studied and labored and for so long believed i could not do it, it could not be me, we would have to find another way. but here she is next to me, sleeping so peacefully, i cannot stop grinning long enough for sleep.
how long ago was stormwind? the grim went following my vision, to get information about "the rat king" and put fear into the heart of a little human boy, a thing i could not to today (i was so angry then). but we failed, reaching the throne room to be slaughtered, and lady katrana prestor herself struck me down. with magic we were to rise, but wait! said our leaders. what is this?
lady prestor became a dragon, the room was filled with dragons, my target led away. we rose as one, to do damage as we could, in the confusion of dragons.
a dragon bit my love, and a dragon spirit entered her mind.
katrana--onyxia--she was dabbling in some strange power! what was her purpose? did she know the grim were there, or were her servants to bite and possess someone else? bolvar? the little prince? i do not know.
(vuudu was not the only one so bit: other loved ones of mine were, i do not know if they still suffer, but i will write and ask--i have a cure!)
scales formed and grew, black scales, creeping across her skin. she spoke in the dragon language and sometimes lost control: it was frightening, frightening, frightening to watch. all the things we did to try to stop it! going to the apothecaries--and when shall i tell them it is over?--trying healing spells, yichimet and others helping, and lilly helping syreena...
but now! but now! it is over and done!
citadel faces onyxia weekly, and vuudu had gone twice before. the dragon is always raised to life again, i do not know by who, but each time vuudu helped to kill her, the spirit-dragon in her weakened. i was not there, i did not have the charm to let me in, but then tonight i was! my studies had told me, it is simple for a priest to perform an excorcism (i hate that word i hate that word), it is not done the way warlocks do it... it is a matter of willpower, for the priest and for the possessed: to get inside their head, a modified mind control spell, and find the unwanted spirit, and force it out.
the book said, it can be hard, it may take several tries and many days.
but i know my fishy valentine, i know her spirit, and after we killed onyxia (weaking her minion) i entered her mind. i was unsure it would work, but it was not hard to find the intruder (i also hate that word). "this is not my vuudu's spirit," i thought. and my love and i we worked to cast it out.
suddenly i was ejected and put back fully in my own body, the work not done!
"t'ra a gen, fi shi!" pleaded vuudu.
i cast the spell and moved back in. the dragon cursed and screamed. "no! no! this cannot be happening!" and then i knew! i knew i could do it! it was afraid of me. te chil ren are stronger than anything that tries to subdue their hearts and will. we would drive it out.
and we got it out.
vuudu fainted, and i saw her scales fade... no more shiny black, all smooth blue. and i shook her, and she woke, and said it was over.
we rejoiced! we danced and hugged and kissed! and then--and then--she kneeled and said, "wil yu bi ma fi shi fo re ver?" and i said yes! yes!
it was so happy, there in onyxia's lair, as citadel divided the spoils of war (i did not pay attention to that, but i hear they recieved good things!). and we went to the citadel, vuudu and me, and stopped at the spot we met (the zeppelin tower--i was singing, and she was curious, so long ago) and here we are, holding each other...
o ma va len tan ma va len tan, o ma fi shi dir. wi wil liv an luv fo re ver.
http://img111.imageshack.us/img111/7290/afteronyxiaxw8.jpg (http://imageshack.us)