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Post by Kevala Badoer on Nov 19, 2009 19:01:32 GMT -8
(OOC: For the sake of this thread, the three personalities will be represented in different colors. To make it easier on me and you. <3 )
How long had it been since she had been brought to this place?? Honestly Kevala, or was she Sasha...or Katie.......
Her mind a haze filled with vague memories of what all had gone on in the time since she had been taken from the mall by Arthur. She knew that he came twice a day to feed her..though what time that was, she did not know anymore. She also knew that she felt sluggish, drugged, unable to function as she should. Things were blurry for the most part, and her personalities kept shifting back and forth to the point that she did not know if she was blacking out or they were taking hold.
She also knew that he had been running experiments on her....different toxins and electrical currents..So many tests..all in an attempt to try and get Sasha or Katie to come forth..From what she could tell, it was working..to a point......Her icy hues would look about...a weak and defeated look in her eyes.
She had learned early the first day that touching the walls of this place did not work. They were electrified and the slightest touch hurt more than she cared to admit. So here she lay, curled up in the center of the.....shack? room? she did not know.
Long ago she had lost the will to cry, or even try and call for help. She was defeated. That was the best way to put...............
Katie whimpered as she saw that she was still here. What was going on? She was so unsure anymore. She had caught glimpses of Arthur during this whole thing. But when she had tried to ask what was going on...there had been some form of testing done on her. She was in pain, scared, and did not feel at all herself...not to mention she was unable to really tell when she would stay and when she would go anymore.
She had trusted him and now she did not understand why he was doing this to her. She had tried to search Kevala's mind for a clue, but in the end, Kevala was empty...a void..thinking of only those she loved and nothing else.....
Kevala would groan...Had she just passed out again? Gods she did not know...her mind going to the twins. She hoped they were okay..she hoped that they help had alerted somebody. She wanted to go home. She could not handle this. She did not want to be here anymore. She would give anything to be able to see those that she cared about once more.......
Sasha growled as she curled up tightly. She was so .... confused.....She knew what was going on. But she did not know why he would not stop when she was there. What was he up to? Was he trying to drive them all insane. For once she was actually worried about Kevala. That part of her seemed so....lost...so....empty...It was a bit much. Yes she would like to have control most of the time. But when she thought about it, it was a scary thought to be without Kevala completely. The girl did have her uses.....She tried to move..but did not have the strength. Her body weak from the amount of tests that had been run on her. Something in her mind breaking, though she did not know what it was.
Kevala would whimper softly and then curl up a bit more tightly. She could not take much more of this. It was all too much..she just wanted to slip into the darkness and stay there. But if she did, he would win....she could not allow that.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Nov 26, 2009 0:23:08 GMT -8
The door would open, briefly, before being closed. The room not loosing its electricfication one moment as Arthur touched it. His own charge protecting him from the opposing one. He held before him a platter, with bread, water and another needle. He had just returned from an outing and he had not changed, not even taken the time to remove the chain he wore around himself that held his.... associates. Once inside the room, Arthur would set the platter down on the floor, staring at Kevala for a moment, studying her as he kept his distance from her.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Nov 26, 2009 0:30:45 GMT -8
She heard the door open and those eyes went to see him there. Whimpering softly her eyes ran over the tray he held. Oh gods not more needles!
She would try to push herself up as she struggled to back away. Little hands gripping at the floor as she tried to pull her form in the opposite direction. Her poor arms showing signs of the many other injections he had tried on her.
Eyes came into focus on Arthur and she growled softly. She did not know what to make of all this but she did not like the shots. Some of them made her feel strange, others affected this body rather badly. Shaking her head she would speak.
"No more..why must you do this to me? To us?"
Tears filled her eyes as she saw what was coming. Her little form trembling as she tried to sit up. But that was not happening...
Her eyes fell over the chain he wore, she had seen it before. That skull was hooked to it...as was something else...but she did not know what it was. Nor did she care to ask. Instead she would try to move, barely able to shift onto her hands and knees. The drugs he kept in her making moving rather difficult.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Nov 26, 2009 0:39:40 GMT -8
Arthur would listen patiently, watch patiently. He would walk up to her, it was obvious Kevala had lost control, everything was shifting so rapidly, it brough a smile to his lipless mouth. Arthur would crouch down and pick up the needle, approaching towards Kevalas body, slowly, cautiously. He was planning on injecting her with a concotion that would for the better part rapidly purge her body of the sedatives to see the effects of the experiment. But he would answer her.
"Perhaps. No. More. Perhaps. Otherwise. But. Why.? To. Remove. Kevalas. Control. Grant. More. To. You. Others." Arthur responded, before he would move faster suddenly in an attempt to inject the concoction into her system.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Nov 26, 2009 0:47:26 GMT -8
She tried to get away but like that was going to happen. Her body was too weak, too sedated to do anything but tremble and try and move.
She was growling as that stuff was injected into her. She understood his reasoning but it was scary to her that he kept it up even when she was in control. She did not know what to think or do. Then there was a fire rushing through her as she felt the contents of that needle flowing through her system.
Green eyes opened as the fire spread, looking at him as suddenly the sluggish feeling she held was released from her body and again she could control her limbs. Pushing back away from him as she tremble still.
Feeling the ability to move and the pain that came along with it, she would growl softly, those eyes flashing to red with black swirls as she kicked herself back from him.
"Let me go! Now!"
Suddenly feeling a cramp in her stomach as she tried to stand, forced back to her knees as she doubled over and laid her head against the floor.
Her body not sure how to handle all these things he kept pushing into her. Coughing as struggled to push the pain aside and once more look at him. At least now her mind was clear..though the changing kept happening without any warning....
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Post by Arthur Ð on Nov 26, 2009 0:50:45 GMT -8
Arthur would let himself be pushed away, taking the needle with him. Placing it on the ground next to the platter as he moved the platter towards the center of the room.
"The. Food. Is. Not. Drugged. Neither. Is. The. Water. You. Should. Eat." Arthur stated, as he stood by the door, watching, waiting. Unconciously, the heir began to twitch, moving slowly as it watched the woman in the room as well.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Nov 26, 2009 1:00:56 GMT -8
Eyes fell upon that which he had along side that skull and all sense of reality snapped in her already broken mind. No....No no no ....It wasnt....
Tears flooded her eyes as she felt her stomach lurch...gagging as she tried to throw up but nothing was there to give. So instead she just coughed and struggled to breath.....
"Wh...What have you done!? The child!!"
Even Sasha was not sure what to make of it, the tears not drying up but instead falling down her face. The pain she felt coming from the girl inside her only making her own emotions explode.
"WHY?!!! Of all the things you have done...WHY THIS!??"
Her voice exploded as she trembled heavily. Again coughing as she tried to keep her eyes from looking up the child......HER child..her baby that had died.....
Blackness consuming her eyes as she finally broke....
They looked at the child and all they could think was that she was supposed to be in her grave. She was supposed to be resting. How long had this been going on and they had not known? Suddenly a flood of emotions would be felt in the room. Their emotions being expelled from them and filling the room. Pain, suffering, heartbreak. They would have no effect other than to let anyone near know what they were feeling.
"You shall pay for that which you have done. Mark our words."
That tone was flat, lifeless....empty....there was nothing in it but darkness. Pure darkness. The three personalities coming together as one....and the one it seemed...each one feeding into the other and creating nothing but pure evil.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Nov 26, 2009 1:11:09 GMT -8
Arthur would not be phased by her words. How would she make him pay when she can't even take him down? Arthur would stay quiet for a moment longer before he continued.
"The. Heir.? When. I. Was. Put. Six. Feet. Under. I. Returned. With. A. Few. Friends." Arthur responded calmly, as the heir began to wave at the woman in the room. "Though. By. Your. Words. There. Is. No. Singular. 'Our'." Arthur would pause at this moment before continuing. "'Our.' Implies. Multiple. No. Fear. So. Would. That. Mean. Just. Kevala. And. Sasha.? Then. That. Would. Mean. Kevala. Lost. Though. This. Result. Is. Unexpected. And. Undetereminable. At. This. Stage. If. It. Is. Desired." Arthur continued on, ignoring her to a point as he went on about the theories behind this.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Nov 26, 2009 16:54:51 GMT -8
They had to laugh at his words. For they knew he could be not be farther from the truth. Kevala had not lost, neither had any of the others. They had simply found a reason to come together. Something had broken through the hate and dislike of each other and united them into this one being.
At the current time, each one felt the need to speak, to grow together in their distaste of that which he had done.
There was a line. One that should never be crossed and this.....THING had managed to do such.
"We are only the end result of all that you have done. No one of us has won the battle that rages on inside this mind. You have only managed to unlock the darkness that has been kept at bay for so long."
They knew they could not beat him. They knew that inside this weak body the power did not exist.
Yet.....
But time was something they had plenty of, and they would win. It was all a matter of time and training. They would get out of here and they would better themselves until they could defeat him.
Yet as they stood there, their body grew weak. The stress it put on this body and mind to maintain a multiple control was great and soon enough they would shake their head. It was best that they back away now and let one single voice come through. The control still too hard to maintain thanks to the amount of tests he had run on them.
She would shake her head as she came back from the darkness. Knowing what had gone on but unsure what to make of it. But for the time being, there was something more pressing to deal with. The fact that her daughter was held by him. Her DEAD daughter!!!
She felt the tears again sting her eyes as she turned her back to him. Unable to even look upon him anymore.
"GET OUT!!! LEAVE ME BE!!!"
She screamed the words out to him, hoping that he would leave and let her try and piece back together the broken pieces of her mind.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Nov 27, 2009 1:35:20 GMT -8
"And. By. What. Damnable. Powers. Do. You. Have. At. Your. Command. That. Allows. You. To. Issue. Me. Instructions.? This. Child. Is. Indeed. Yours. I. Saw. It. When. I. Returned. From. The. Grave. I. Returned. To. It. A. Semblance. Of. Life. And. As. You. Stare. Into. My. Face. You. Can. Only. See. What. Was. Done. By. Your. So. Called. Protectors. But. I. Have. Survived. I. Have. Endured. And. Even. As. My. Soul. Rots. My. Body. Will. Endure. Come. At. Me. If. You. And. Yours. Truely. Detest. Me. But. You. Wont. You. Will. Never. For. The. Only. Way. To. Harm. Me. Is. To. Become. What. I. Am." Arthur snarled back, quite displeased at the turn of events. He would approach her, uncaring that she was even supposed to be his ally anymore. If they wanted something to form a knitting circle around, then so be it. Arthurs foot would raise swiftly forward, intending to kick Kevala in the ribs so she'd contact with the electrified walls.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Nov 27, 2009 7:11:03 GMT -8
She listened to him speak, and as she was about to say something that kick came to her ribs, throwing her back and into that wall. The electricity running through her and bringing out a heavy cry of pain as her body fell to the floor. Once more her body not wishing to work. Every muscle spasming and trying to once more regain some form of control...
She curled up, her body trembling as she struggled to settle down, to once agian be able to move.
Finally, she managed to gain the strength to pull herself away from that wall, those eyes once again finding him as she shook her head.
"You cannot keep doing this to me. Stop this and let me go. Please"
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Post by Arthur Ð on Nov 29, 2009 3:07:04 GMT -8
Arthur stopped to stare at Kevala for a moment. Walking towards her once more, slowly, purposefully.
"I. Can. Not. Keep. Doing. This.?" Arthur responded. Stopping in front of her, crouching down. His disfigured face contorted into a maniac grin in no small part from his injuries. "Tell. Me. Then. Who. Will. Stop. Me.? You.? Leon.? Who.? I. Have. Endured. Attempt. After. Attempt. On. My. Life. And. I. Remain. I. Grow. Stronger. And. I. Even. Have. The. Ability. To. Restore. Some. Semblance. Of. Life. And. You. Think. Some. One. Will. Stop. Me.? I. Who. Have. Conquered. Death. Itself. I. Who. Have. Brought. Your. Very. Own. Child. Back. From. The. Grave. See.?" Arthurs words were each said with conviction, purpose, echo'd back by his own modified modulator system.
At the end of his words, he brandished the glass cylinder that held the babe, close to Kevala so it'd fill her gaze. The stillborn itself reached out, mouthing 'mommy, mommy' over and over, as it moved, looking as if it wanted to hug its mother. Behind it all, Arthurs face just stared in that strange contorted smile, watching Kevala for signs of psychological stress.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Nov 30, 2009 9:22:34 GMT -8
~My baby!~
~No! It is not!~
~Yes it is~
~STOP IT~
The battle raging inside her head as those icy hues fell upon the child...or the body of the child that was now reaching out for her. Images flooding her mind as she trembled heavily.
No this was not real, it was him doing this. Her child had died! She had buried her!
Tears fell from her eyes, flowing down her dirty face. Leaving streaks over her cheeks as they slid down and dripped off from her onto the floor below.
Finally she would slam her eyes shut as she curled up, her hands coming to her head and covering her ears as she shook her head.
"No..it is a lie."
"But look at her!"
"How can it be true?"
"ITS NOT TRUE!!! My daughter died!"
"I can see her with my own two eyes!"
"But....but...."
"They are my eyes too and I know that is NOT my child!"
The switching becoming more and more rapid as she fought to hold control for more than a few seconds. Eyes flashing from one color to another as she opened her eyes. She needed out of here and fast. Or else bad things were going to happen to her mind. Things that could not be fixed...........But what could she do?
So for now she would force her body to turn around and away from him. Laying on the ground with her back to him and curled into the fetal position. The switch in personalities continuing in rapid succession.
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Post by Arthur Ð on Dec 1, 2009 17:57:26 GMT -8
Arthur would stand over her form, holding the cylinder still.
"You. Denounce. Me. And. Praise. Your. Would. Be. Protectors. Yet. Look. Around. You. Now. Can. You. Not. See. The. Truth. Still.? They. Are. No. Where. To. Be. Seen. Are. They. Even. Aware. Of. Your. Absence.? The. Behemoth. The. Spiteful. Master. And. The. Archangel. All. Of. Them. Sworn. To. Protect. You. Yet. You. Have. Been. Abandoned. By. Each. In. Turn." Arthur continued, placing the cylinder in front of Kevalas curled up form. He kept hold of the chain however to keep the child moving.
"And. Yet. I. Am. Here. I. Who. Have. Weathered. Their. Harshest. Strikes. I. Who. Have. Only. Sought. To. Release. You. From. Your. Tormented. Mind. And. I. Who. Have. Gone. To. The. Grave. And. Returned. With. Your. Dear. Child. You. Denounce. Me. You. Denounce. My. Gifts.? You. Know. Deep. Down. Through. All. The. Pain. Through. All. The. Torment. I. Am. Your. Liberation. They. Are. Your. Judas. And. Brutus. Do. You. Not. See.?" Arthur finished, staring down at the curled up form of Kevala.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Dec 1, 2009 19:47:11 GMT -8
She slammed her eyes shut once more, putting her hands over her face as she shook her head.
"It is true....they have not come for me"
"Where are they? Any of them?"
"No! Spike would notice I am gone! I know he would. Or Gabriel! Somebody!"
She shook her head once more as she trembled there upon the floor. She could not believe that she really did not mean that much. That they would not care that she was gone. That they would not help her.
~Then where are they?~
~I dont know! But Spike....Gabriel....somebody...~
~Pft! Spike is probably growing tired of your ass getting into trouble. And Gabriel? Come on! You may have been more than some pawn but to think he would care that you were gone?! Honestly!?~
~But...but.....~
Tears fell down her face as she let her hands fall to the ground, nails biting into the floor as she struggled to get away from him. Not wishing to hear this anymore or to see the child anymore.
"Please I am sorry! I...I thought....."
She was struggling to remain calm and sane in this situation but it was clear that sanity had been lost long ago. One of her nails breaking upon the hard, cold floor and drawing forth a bit of blood from her finger. The pain barely noticed at this point as the scent of blood hit her. She was soooo hungry! Gods! She had not gone this long without the sweet copper liquid since before Spike had moved in..Now...this was torture on her more so than anything else. She NEEDED to feed or all hell was going to break loose in her mind more so than it already had.
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