tushanshu_logs | I was Looking for a Breath of Life

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I was Looking for a Breath of Life

Characters: Valdis and Gene to start, others to follow
Date: March 26th
Location: The farmlands outside the city
Situation: Valdis' patience is at its limits, she hasn't slept in days, the nightmares are becoming worse and her thoughts are twisting into shadows.
Warnings/Rating: There will be blood...

The large hound ran across the back of the turtle at full speed, testing her agility, trying to keep her mind off the reoccurring nightmares and the evolution of her strange illness. She slowed as she approached the farmlands, sitting on the edge of a field to watch as people worked. Familiar and unfamiliar scents filled the air, but she ignored them all, losing herself in her thoughts. She was tired and not from running, it felt deeper than that and if her suspicions were correct, then it was also deeply disturbing. To say she was frustrated would be an understatement, she felt more on edge, agitated and anxious. She had a terrible feeling that it wouldn't take much to set her off and worst of all, she felt detached from herself, her normally sharp senses muted and dull.

She had been trying to pretend that nothing was wrong, it was easier than facing the truth. Lying to herself and others was so much simpler. Denial kept her going, acceptance would only cause more pain. Her head began to hurt and her vision darkened, the feelings of detachment intensified as her irises shifted color. She suddenly felt energized again, craving a release, she simply needed a reason.

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From the distance something wicked this way comes. A sillouette that screamed Dante was coming from the distance. Rebellion on his back and a long black coat whipped around him as he moved towards the commotion.

The rush of dark power had summoned Vergil from his shower. His hair was down from still being wet as he approached.

The feelings of peace faded away as another dome emerged. The hound began to pace outside the earthy dome, both furious and relieved that she could not get to her prey. Everything was so confusing. She had almost recognized that peace, she had wanted it but at the same time, she had also despised it.

She pawed at the dome halfheartedly, not really remembering why it was so important that she get in and kill the person hiding behind those walls. A breath of wind carried a new scent to her and she turned her head, immediately stepping backward, away from the dome that hid Wan and Gene.

Dante?

The scent didn't match, but it looked like him, and the scent was close enough to add to her confusion. She looked around, seeing the blood, her own and Gene's, but her eyes came back to rest on the approaching figure that so closely resembled the man she had loved. The Void swirled around, reminding her that she had been abandoned by that very man.

Except she knew that to be a lie and it was enough to break through the haze. Horror swept over her as she looked at all the blood on the ground. She spun around and fled, not knowing how long she could maintain control and wanting to put as much distance between herself and others as possible.

The Barrier is dying, She cried as she left, I'm sorry, but you need to find Raine, if it fails then everything is over.

Someone else was in the barrow with him.

Gene tried to focus his eyes, which were glazed over with pain. It was...Wan? What the hell was Wan doing here? Dimly he realized that Wan must have heard the commotion and come over. He was going to try and tell Wan to run, that Valdis had snapped, but he couldn't speak, could barely breathe.

The pain seemed to abate a little, but he didn't know how. He couldn't move, couldn't see the spirit water. He thought he was truly dying.

Wan had never learned to to properly heal using the power of water. The spirit water had always been enough for him. Only he didn't have it in the quantities he was used to. A little went a long way when it was in the hands of a trained healer. Korra or Katara would have been better than Wan.

But Wan did his best to move the water gently over the wounds Gene had incurred. The water would sooth and heal as it sunk in. The bones that were broken wouldn't reset, but the bleeding would stop and the skin would knit back together. It would keep him alive until someone better suited for the role of healer could get to him.

The pain was in fact lessening, and Gene could feel his breathing getting a little less ragged. But he didn't understand. He wasn't supposed to be getting better from this. People didn't get better from this kind of savaging. Not this quickly. Not this well.

He felt cold. He swallowed, and tasted blood. "Wan?" he said hoarsely, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I'm here," he murmured, just as softly, listening intently for the sound of Valdis outside the shield. "You're hurt real bad. Try not to move too much."

"...where's Valdis?"

She could be anywhere, waiting to finish him off and kill Wan. He couldn't think; everything still hurt too much.

"Not here," he answered simply. He didn't know if Valdis was still outside the earthen wall or if she had run off to find another victim in her state. "You're safe."

Gene took a deep breath - or as deep as he could manage. It wasn't very deep at all. "Hurts," he said hoarsely.

"I know," he said, but tried to force a smile. "I'm doing what I can. It's going to hurt for a while, though."

Gene blinked. It was a miracle he still had his glasses. "Dark."

Wan stilled and shut his eyes. He listened hard for Valdis, but he couldn't hear her. He couldn't hear anything but Gene's breathing and his own heart beating out a guilty rhythm.

"I can make it less dark if you want," he finally offered as he moved the water again, trying help sooth the pain more than heal now since all the surface wounds had closed up.

Gene took a breath, then another. Yes. Less dark would be good. Make him feel less like he was dead, at any rate.

"Yeah," he breathed as the pain was soothed more. Even with all the spirit water healing, he'd still lost a hell of a lot of blood.

Wan moved the water into a ball and froze it so it wouldn't soak into the ground. Then he lifted his hands over his head and pulled them apart. Slowly. Light cracked in at first, just a tiny sliver. But it expanded as Wan listened for the sound of Valdis nearby. Just in case.

Silence met them and Wan grew bolder, eventually dropping the barrier entirely and twisting around to look for Valdis.

"...she's gone."

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Vergil couldn't exactly tell what was happening but seeing the hellhound run off he knew something had happened. Normally he might scuff and walk off, but she was the love of his twin. As much as Dante was a pain in his ass he could not pay his debt to his brother back, so, he swore to protect Valdis even if she normally didnt need it.

He picked up speed running the way he saw her go.

Well, whoever that used to be is clearly dead. he thought to himself at the sight of the blood running after her. "Valdis!" he called out, whatever nonsense was going on, his goody too shoes twin would SO not approve.

Her insides were twisting painfully and her muscles were screaming, but she had to get away, far away. Her ears flattened when she heard Vergil call her name, but she kept running. Dante would be so ashamed of her for attacking an ally. She didn't even know if Gene was still alive and Wan, he would feel that he had failed her, but he didn't understand.

She tripped on a rock and rolled down an embankment, slamming into a tree at the bottom. She got to her feet and stumbled sideways as she tried to steady herself, her head aching.

Vergil was picking up speed as he ran after her. It was a bit more of a challenge to run after someone with Rebellion instead of Yamato. He had half a mind to use his summoned swords and take out her legs, but you just don't do that to an ally.

He saw her wipe out and hit the three. Even he had to hiss seeing that. "VALDIS!" He yelled at her. "STOP or else I will be forced to attack!" He wouldn't he just hoped it stopped her. As he got closer he started to slow down because he had no plans to slam into a tree.

And why would you attack? She snarled, trying to leap back up the embankment and failing when her hind legs gave out. She slammed into the tree again, hissing with frustration. Her body wouldn't move as she ordered it to, she felt sluggish, weak, as if nothing was working correctly. Everything was slowing down, she couldn't think straight anymore.

"There was a lot of blood. Which tells me you killed something. So, fair game." He moved closer when she start to slip back down. "You are not okay." That came out a little less bitchy than everything else. "Stay where you are." He ordered as he started to carefully make his way down. Sure he could teleport to her, but he was more concerned with catching her if she tried to move up again. "What's wrong with you?" man Dante would be pissed if he lets something happen to her.

Half of that blood was mine, She hissed, ignoring his order and trying to scramble back up, but her body was becoming numb and refusing to respond. She lowered herself to the ground, shivering. It was better to pretend that it was her choice than to show how her own body was betraying her.

The barrier protecting my soul from my dark power is deteriorating. She replied quietly, resting her head on her paws.

"You owe me a new coat." He spoke as cold as ever as he finally reached where she had rested pulling the long black coat Nelo Angelo had been so proud of buying himself off and draped it over Valdis when he saw that shiver. "That is a lot of blood to loose." He would spare her pride, she deserved that much.

"Well, how do we fix it?"

I don't know if we can.

She closed her eyes and began to shift, it was more painful than she remembered, but at least she was covered when the transformation was complete, thanks to Vergil's coat. She sighed weakly, everything was shutting down, but perhaps that was better than the alternative, it meant that her soul was still intact.

"Don't let me kill anyone," she murmured before falling unconscious.

He didn't like the sound of that, still he knelled down next to her as she transformed. His eyes watched her a bit softer then most would be permitted to see. He reached out and pushed some her hair back. "I wont. Just rest. I will take you back now. Someone will have to know what to do." He spoke even if she likely couldn't hear him he shifted her up into his arms careful to use his coat to keep her covered. He had a feeling that she would be like werewolves and likely be unclothed from the transformation. And despite all he fancies himself a gentlemen.

So with her body in his arms he makes his way back.

After Tony had Gene safely in the sky, Wan headed off, tracking Valdis' path as best he could. While she was easily able to move without leaving conventional tracks, Gene's blood had painted a line straight to her as it fell off her coat and brushed against the grass and trees. He hopped a cloud to give himself a speed boost and followed, hoping he could find her before she found anyone else.

He was surprised to see Nelo Angelo - Vergil? He still didn't know or understand the difference there - with Valdis in his arms. But he was also relieved. He dropped to the ground next to the man with little warning, looking down at his friend, "Did she regain herself before she transformed?"

Vergil saw Wan coming, a flash of the time watching him make snow dance came back to his mind. How much it had made the other happy. Vergil found it harder to lash at those who had been truely kind to the puppet that had controlled his body. When he looked to Wan his eyes were colder, his features hardened little of that strange innocence was left and his voice had a more nasal feel to it.

"I believe so, she asked me to not let her kill anyone." He spoke as he looked down to her, wrapped up in his black jacket. "I was about to take her to the woman Gene took me and her too. See if she could help." He explained, since he's sure it does not look good.