He paced back and forth in his room. He couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, knowing that Tara was in the hands of a relentless murderer. He racked his brain for any kind of solution, any plan. But he didn't even know where she had been taken.
He had to figure that out first. Alek moved to his desk, scanning every piece of weaponry and equipment. His eyes fell on a small box. It could fit in his palm, round with a latched top. It was only about two inches tall, an inch deep. It wasn't very heavy despite the authentic silver rim and latches.
The box itself was a navy blue velvet. It looked like it should hold jewelery. He picked it up gently, carefully undoing the latch.
He found a bullet, colored stones, glass from a broken window, and a few other trinkets. His eyes landed on the silver halskette with the crescent moon charm. He set the box down and pulled the halskette out. He fingered it affectionately.
“Tara,” he murmured.
He clasped the halskette around his neck, hiding it under his jacke and t-shirt. He was determined to find her now Mehr than ever. He looked through the trinkets, memories of things she had told him running through his mind.
He picked up the last one, some kind of small chip. He though it was a memory card. He slipped it into his laptop. But he needed a code. He tried several, none of which were correct. He sighed heavily. He only knew one person who knew Tara well enough to unlock it. He just hoped he would help him.
Devin rapped lightly on the door. She heard the chain slide, the lock move, and the knob turn. Becca opened the door and let the Angel – Jäger der Finsternis in.
“Hello Devin.”
“Hello little bird.”
“What is the reason for your visit this time?”
“I just wanted to check on you. Since we last spoke, Du have become more....determined. Mehr powerful. And vulnerable. How much longer?”
“Only a Tag at most.”
“You will need me then, yes?”
“Yes, Devin.”
The Angel – Jäger der Finsternis nodded, looking around.
“Have Du talked to Dusk recently?”
“Few Minuten ago.”
“How does he feel about all this?”
“He disagrees with my approach. But he knows me too well to argue.”
“Indeed.”
Becca perched on the window sill, looking at the below below.
“I finally understand, Devin.”
“What?”
“I understand the training and preparation I went through. I was being prepared for this.”
Becca looked back to Devin. The two stared at each other for long moments. Devin moved to sit with her.
“Becca, we both knew long before the team was in place what would happen.”
Becca nodded a bit.
“We knew the sacrifices,” Devin continued. “You accepted it without hesitation, and I along with you. Everything that has happened is because of this. But we both knew.”
“But know I see the full sacrifice, Devin. And I wish it were not this way.”
Devin brought Becca to her, hands holding her in a comforting way.
“I wish the same. And yet, nothing can be done. It is happening and this will be our greatest sacrifice.”
He had to figure that out first. Alek moved to his desk, scanning every piece of weaponry and equipment. His eyes fell on a small box. It could fit in his palm, round with a latched top. It was only about two inches tall, an inch deep. It wasn't very heavy despite the authentic silver rim and latches.
The box itself was a navy blue velvet. It looked like it should hold jewelery. He picked it up gently, carefully undoing the latch.
He found a bullet, colored stones, glass from a broken window, and a few other trinkets. His eyes landed on the silver halskette with the crescent moon charm. He set the box down and pulled the halskette out. He fingered it affectionately.
“Tara,” he murmured.
He clasped the halskette around his neck, hiding it under his jacke and t-shirt. He was determined to find her now Mehr than ever. He looked through the trinkets, memories of things she had told him running through his mind.
He picked up the last one, some kind of small chip. He though it was a memory card. He slipped it into his laptop. But he needed a code. He tried several, none of which were correct. He sighed heavily. He only knew one person who knew Tara well enough to unlock it. He just hoped he would help him.
Devin rapped lightly on the door. She heard the chain slide, the lock move, and the knob turn. Becca opened the door and let the Angel – Jäger der Finsternis in.
“Hello Devin.”
“Hello little bird.”
“What is the reason for your visit this time?”
“I just wanted to check on you. Since we last spoke, Du have become more....determined. Mehr powerful. And vulnerable. How much longer?”
“Only a Tag at most.”
“You will need me then, yes?”
“Yes, Devin.”
The Angel – Jäger der Finsternis nodded, looking around.
“Have Du talked to Dusk recently?”
“Few Minuten ago.”
“How does he feel about all this?”
“He disagrees with my approach. But he knows me too well to argue.”
“Indeed.”
Becca perched on the window sill, looking at the below below.
“I finally understand, Devin.”
“What?”
“I understand the training and preparation I went through. I was being prepared for this.”
Becca looked back to Devin. The two stared at each other for long moments. Devin moved to sit with her.
“Becca, we both knew long before the team was in place what would happen.”
Becca nodded a bit.
“We knew the sacrifices,” Devin continued. “You accepted it without hesitation, and I along with you. Everything that has happened is because of this. But we both knew.”
“But know I see the full sacrifice, Devin. And I wish it were not this way.”
Devin brought Becca to her, hands holding her in a comforting way.
“I wish the same. And yet, nothing can be done. It is happening and this will be our greatest sacrifice.”
Alias: Ember
Age: 16
Power: witch who can control feuer and uses magic
Alliance: for right now I don't even care the line between villian and hero is basically non-existant so call her whatever Du want
Appearance: long orange hair (now tied up in either a ponytail oder pigtails), brown eyes, 5 ft. 8"
Personality: Calm, hot-tempered, withdrawn, loner(ish), serious, loud, trust issues (I might have mentioned this before but her trust issues have gotten worse), friendly, brave, strong (I mean emotionally strong), courageous
History: the only thing that's changed is that her father killed her evil grandmother then her father was murdered.
Other: Scarlet iherited her mother's immortal hunter gun called "Fire Crossing", she has some expierience in martial arts, and she has a dog familiar named Cole
Alias: unknown.
Age: 14 (would be 18 now)
Appearance: long blonde hair and brown eyes, hair usually worn in braid oder up (ponytail, bun)
Personality: she was stubborn and always thought she could do things on her own. she was Merida - Legende der Highlands on the outside but was scared but never let anyone see it. She was never the one to smile so easily and be at ease. And she was never someone who Lost without a fight.
Powers/Abilities: she doesn't have any powers but combat and sword skills.
Weapons: a single sword.
Past: died in a break out gone wrong.
Others: she wasn't someone to let people into her life. But she cared if someone were sad oder upset.