We Met Again... }{ (Ask Spider Please) Mature

[Pruvan]

Noticing things were settling down and his name being dropped by both the Draconian and Hannah, Pruvan decided there was no point in hiding anymore. He exited the bag, like a puff of smoke escaping a vial, and hung silently in the cool night’s air. He hovered a fair distance away from the Draconian, who’s glow still made Pruvan’s eyes narrow a bit, but tried to stay as close to Hannah as possible. After being assailed by two monsters, having a naked woman jump out of nowhere and now seeing the creature of darkness seep out from behind his back, the chubby man finally couldn’t take it anymore and fainted.

His still conscious companion, though terrified and desperately trying to shake the pee off his leg, quickly walked over to his friend and started dragging him away. “N-n-n-n-n-n-n-…” He shook his head briskly and turned back towards the Draconian with a desperately forced smile on his face. “N-nothing, my lord. Nothing at all. W-we’ll just be going now… W-w-we won’t speak of this, no no no! N-never!” He stuttered like a blubbering fool but still managed to drag his friend away from the scene, with both their hides still intact. Luckily he wasn’t foolish enough to demand anything from the Draconian, who probably would’ve figured just killing the two a much easier solution.

Pruvan gave the duo one last glance before shifting his focus back on the play that now had three actors remaining. Apparently, though the demon of darkness had looked quite deadly and imposing, the Draconian had been the stronger of the two and now seemed to contain the seemingly polar opposite of his being within himself, like a living prison. Though whether or not he was the wiser was pulled into question by demanding of Hannah the cause behind her child’s demise. A deadly question, given her current state.

Pruvan turned towards Hannah with a concerned look in his eyes. She was breathing heavily with her hands stretched out in front of her, her beautiful yet deadly threads slithering out and poised to strike. And though he was facing her back, the quiet twitching of her shoulders betrayed she was crying. Or trying hard to prevent herself from doing so. He knew she was on the brink of exploding, but he hadn’t expected it to happen so soon and so suddenly. Whatever she or Chaz had said, it had caused her to rip her shadow from him and charge outside. In fact, Pruvan feared for a moment she was going to throw herself into all-out battle with Chaz’ messengers, but right now she was holding herself back. It was yet to see if the Draconian’s question would change that.

Pruvan turned back towards the Draconian and narrowed his eyes, not just because of its glow this time, but also because a hint of anger was now welling up inside of him. Anger for its question, anger for Hannah being sad, and worst of all, anger because he was incapable of helping her. Even the slightest sign of affection like putting a hand on her shoulder to comfort her, to calm her, was out of reach for him. His shadowy being forced its curse onto him once more, perhaps now more than ever. There wasn’t even any point in scolding the Draconian since they would be hollow words, backed up by nothing that could actually threaten it.

He wanted the Draconian gone, and he wanted Hannah back inside of him. At least then he had some way of helping, a way to comfort her, to touch her... He awaited Hannah’s response and the Draconian’s leave, staring it dead cold in the eyes. His eyes were narrowed to menacing green slits, reflecting the angry turmoil inside of him, and his shadows were swirling nervously in and out of his being.

[Lady_Spider]

His words lashed at her like a hot whip. Searing and burning into the hole in her heart and soul. Lords how much more could she take. Inside she felt like she was going to explode. Worst of all...the truth...reality was now place fully in front of her. Hannah tried to escape this awful moment. Death...it was what she wanted. For herself...never for her own child.

Every limn in her body was shaking uncontrollably. As she herself fought back to keep her demon at bay. If her humanity slipped now blood would surely stain the earth. Slowly Hannah's webs curled around her body forming stretches of covering over more peachy parts of her body. Still silence hung in the air so thick one could chock on it.

"My sweet baby...." the words echoed through out her mind. Gently murmurers of it's cries haunted her mind. "Oh my sweet, sweet baby....."

Tears rippled down her face at an alarming rate. Her back muscles cracked an popped with the need to let her beast out. To drowned in the rage and pain till there was nothing left but a hollowed out shell of herself. Digging her nails in her palms she quickly drew a stream of blood to the ground.

"I do not know....." the words echoed out sharp rasps as she tried to speak past her fangs.

Slowly Hannah drew a fading shadowy hand backwards towards Pruvan. Fighting back her own change. Chaz wouldn't understand but Pruvan for some odd reason held back the change. She felt that the moment she merged into him. Slowly her shadowy hand slipped into his as she raised her head up from the ground.

"They took me.....they locked me up. Then took our baby straight from my womb."

Shaking to the point were her knees were knocking. Hannah fought to control herself.

"The Birch elves."

"I never even got to HOLD HIM!"

Spider's screams tore through the thick air as her glared at Chaz tears blurring out her eyes. She wasn't even aware that while she was screaming her back had ripped open. Popping and cracking open like a dropped orange. To expose eight long legs that stretched out to the side of her. Fits balled up she locked eyes with Chaz.

Hannah's beast had poked its' head out that was clear. But it hadn't lost control? That was a most unusual occurring. Could it be possible that Pruvan had prevented that? It wasn't unheard of in her people. Or what was of her people.

In fact many people who didn't have the spider blood in them were brought to the kingdom just for that reason. There wasn't a clear idea as to why. But many believe it was a bond that was naturally there between people. Course that was mainly between lovers. But that was opening more doors to more questions that her mind simply couldn't take.

The transformation wasn't fully complete. Which was all that mattered at the moment. Slowly Hannah took a step towards Chaz. Everything about her seemed dead. Spider didn't stop till she was directly in front of Chaz. " And now those bloody thieves are dead!" her fists slammed into Chaz so hard it drew even more blood from her hands. "Dead!" Growling she fought back the change even more then before now that she had moved away from Pruvan.

"And....they had our child....."

The words were never spoken. But they were there. If the elves had died so had their child.

"Oh...my sweet baby."

Convulsing now she could hardly pulling in a gasp of air without chocking on it. To the point were Hannah couldn't hold her own weight anymore and the spider legs protruding from her back had to stop her from falling to the ground.

"Please....please take my life....drag me through hell and leave me there. What mother lets their child die!"

With those words Hannah snapped like a dry twig in the fall. Crippling down to the ground with a thud. Her nails extended and dug into the ground as the hairs on her spider legs slowly sprouted outward.

Inside her whole body was shifting into a spider form. Hopefully Chaz WASN'T totally blinded with his own rage to notice the change taking place. Slowly Hannah curled her head backwards towards Pruvan with a pleading look for help written over her face. Before turning her head back up to Chaz...which only opened up more locked cages as she growled through a clinched jaw. Tears wetting her face that was quickly loosing it's humanity.

"Our darling child....oh Chaz he's gone....." and with her words so was her humanity.

[Chaz Algo]

Truly it would seem Chaz's Avatar's words were misunderstood to some extent as he was mostly questioning where the blame belonged, to put some of his restlessness at ease. Too easily Chaz could fly off the handle, but this Draconian essence of his was very cool and collected though annoyed. The clear mind of it's was pestered, barraged even by questions and false assumptions. Yet all it could think was why was Hannah so selfish? It was not her fault the Beast within claimed her reasoning in a time of dire need and stress but her soul.. it could have screamed to him. Signaling the pressing matter, no matter what layers of worlds and time had drawn them apart. There was some point in his crawling through the Pit that Chaz felt something was wrong. Surely enough he could have been exposed to their dead child in that very time and he would never have known. Could have acted but was deceived in a way, left with only a gut instinct and discomforting feelings. Like any animal the first thing he could go to was the mother, the survivor. Still she ran, rebelling, refusing to face him on equal terms albeit he was angry. Angry mostly because the one he fought so hard for turned her back on him.

Had he been a lesser man, inspired by rage, it would have ended here and now. But Tzeentch does not choose the weak. Does not improve the faulty or bolster those who have no will. Before even the half of her words had reached ear the being's left fist clustered a red energy seemingly implosive. The form of Chaz was shunted from his slow, depressive pace and re-taken by this being. As this happened the duel shield of personalities and powers shielded his frailed mind and intensive body from their sight, and the shell would change as the red energy whisked over it and altered before embracing Hannah.

The solid crystal would shift and create fleshy yet still mineral tendons and muscles, dark purple with light blue fluid seeping out between mildly. The hard plates of dark blue armor tinted black beneath floated and fused over the muscles like bone plates, areas of clear diamond turned wicked black on red or deep green with a brackish tinge. Taloned toes shifted into pointed greaves as that Draconian face melded away. A more Daemonic, yet human eyes and nose were seen before the nasal passage was blocked. The chin mottled up an armored face plate with this new look. Balancing things out the best they could be the Daemonic tone of voice left proof Chaz was certainly not the same as when they had been forced apart.

The truth was finally made known to him, so bitter and harsh. Ofcourse she was not to be blamed... yet his ire and fury was rising as his eyes opened with clarify. The Eye of Tzeentch most of all, showing his emotions, a storm of red energy proving he was outraged at what had occured. Elves.. he knew them as peaceful, artistic lot. The trees, they drew back from the energy he emitted without control that was killing the smallest plants and forcing up the vermin of the soil to die as well. Necromantic energy, it would actually feed Pruvan and Hannah's undead natures some which was a blessing. His words were dark, potent, and most of all perceptive to her changes unfolding.

Holding her tightly, he did not care if she punched him or screamed. Let her cry and wallow in self pity and hatred but he would not allow her to fall once she, finally, came to him. He would sooner blame himself in unrighteous disarray than strike her for this, though his digits would run over her back curious of this change in her. "I love you Spider.. but you MUST tell me.."

His words trailing off for a moment, as he mustered all ofh is Empathic will and power to soothe her.. calm her.. sap the negative emotional energy from her to bottle within himself as fuel for the fires about to rage within him. "WHERE!?! I must know.. *I* must exact my revenge. If you even care to see me breath again or feel my mortal coil then tell me! Let me weep and feel as you do lest I banish myself from this world. I'd rather revel in the horrors of the Warp than face the injustices of this terrible world with you lost to me!" Utterly pessimistic to a point, it was obvious Chaz would not handle losing her well. Whether it was to the throes of her own passion and discord or the cruelty of the world he sought to unmake and rebuild.

"Please.. Hannah, my Lady.. I missed you so. These words trouble me so, so much. Please, do not leave me again. My zealous pursuits will unmake what little humanity I have left to grasp. If you must unbond from me.. if you long to be with and alike to this Shadow I see before us then it is your wish. Not mine.. but Karma has many debts to settle with me. Such a fate would be fair play to them, as my last love I left for Chaos. I simply hope.. I pray.. you do not leave me because of it."

His words hung heavy with savage glumness and unease. Chaz had stopped the warpath, longing to explain to her his exploits by a hearty fire and with happy giggles once more. All he received was this.. this madness, and the vengefulness. The bodies and souls of those Elves would pay eteranl dues to him for such an atroscity. One with his nature was not to be slighted, even in the slightest. Cruel causes would yield evil means.

[Pruvan]

When Hannah finally managed to usher a response, Pruvan turned his gaze back towards her. Her voice was broken, yet fierce. The pain from within her echoed throughout its resonance. He blinked in surprise though as Hannah turned one of her arms behind her and her hand dissipated into shadows, reaching for him. He stared at them before quickly reaching for them with his own. The second they blended he could taste her emotions once more, and in being able to do so, he forced himself to help her, comfort her as best he could. And though he had no idea how, he could sense he was helping somehow. Which seemed to abate his own anger as well.

As Hannah continued speaking however, even Pruvan’s aid could not contain the monsters within from breaking out. When the scream left her body, something else did too. Her back violently cracked open like a sickening cocoon and Pruvan watched in slight horror as giant spider legs started reaching out from within her. Yet his vision fogged shortly after, for as they emerged an incredible surge of anguish welled up from within Hannah and shot into his mind as well. He was overcome by what could best be described as an inexplicable loss of control over his own sense and reasoning, something Hannah must feel every time this beast surfaced.

He closed his eyes in firm concentration, regaining his focus. This was different though, it seemed they were sharing the burden together rather than it consuming Hannah. He could feel that, had this rage consumed him, he wouldn’t have been able to stop it on his own either. But sure enough, even though Hannah’s mind was still in a state of distress, his own managed to help overcome and subdue this curse. His mind cleared again, and as he opened his eyes so did his vision. He could see the spider legs dangling menacingly alongside Hannah’s body, protruding from the opening in her back. Though they still twitched a little, he could sense Hannah was still in control for now.

Seemingly aware of this, Hannah started walking towards the Draconian. As she did, her hand left Pruvan’s being and turned back into a pink clenched fist. Pruvan watched her nervously as she walked away, unsure whether or not she knew what she was doing, yet stayed put. As he shifted his eyes towards the Draconian, he suddenly noticed something off. The Draconian was glowing more than usual, though a dangerous red glow this time. He watched as its form shifted and melted, grew and evolved, changed shape and color, turned crystal to flesh… He did not blink until the transformation was complete and a man, or what used to be one, was standing where the Draconian had stood.

And though he looked little like the man he once was, Pruvan recognized him still. He’d seen him all too clearly in Hannah’s memories.

Chaz…

Pruvan could sense an unsettling aura from within Chaz. One he recognized as well, since he probably sensed it more often than any other creature in existence. An aura that spoke of death. Pruvan could sense the cold, cruel hands of Death scratching at Chaz’ soul. It was hard to tell if it was his being as a whole, or simply what little human still resided within this deformed shell that posed to be his body, but something was dying in there. Slowly, but surely.

Pruvan watched him embrace his loved one, even though she was screaming in anger and slamming her fists violently onto his chest. He heard Chaz speak desperate words filled with silent rage, and broken love for Hannah and the child he never knew. Pruvan felt a twitch of sympathy for him and his questions now. He wanted revenge, he wanted those responsible and he wanted sweet, merciless revenge for what they’d done. And Pruvan couldn’t blame him. He could tell Chaz still loved her, that he’d always loved her… That he always will. He didn’t blame Hannah for what happened.

Nonetheless, Chaz’ questions had horrible timing, as Pruvan now saw the desperate look in Hannah’s eyes. She was losing control fast, the spider legs were growing hairy and crawling further outwards. Chaz was trying to calm her using his own powers, but his tainted soul was already filled with his own ire and fury. He would not be able to control his own rage as well as Hannah’s; he was merely prolonging the inevitable outbreak. Pruvan glanced from Chaz to Hannah and back again before hovering towards them.

He hung in front of Chaz now and stared him dead in the eyes. Though filled with unjust anger before, his eyes now held unspoken respect within them. Yet his voice still sounded more stern than usual, the natural echo of his voice giving it a ghastly ring.

”You’ll… Have your answers… But not now…”

He turned his gaze down towards Hannah.

”In her current state…”

He didn’t even finish the sentence. Hannah’s face had turned a blank slate and the spider legs were flailing menacingly from behind her back, the transformation seemingly inevitable now. He turned back towards Chaz and stared at him in silence for a while.

”… I will not steal her from you…”

He blinked.

”… Not willingly…”

Even Pruvan wasn’t entirely certain what he meant with those last words, but as soon as he said them he let his shadows fall across Hannah’s twitching body. Covering her entirely, like a black veil. Even if he wasn’t able to stop her from turning into… Whatever creature lurked beneath… He could still try to reach into her mind and seek out the Hannah he knew. Her last remaining shreds of innocence might be able to control this beast. He let his shadowy threads pierce her and poke at her essence, urgently requesting entry.

Hannah… You have to control yourself…

He was unsure what to say at this point. He desperately hoped she could still hear him, lest she did something to Chaz she’d regret…

… It wasn’t your fault… Even Chaz knows this… You cannot blame yourself for what they did…


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{OOC: Someone up there really prevented me from working on this, 3 exams in a row, mother's birthday, family meeting...}

[Lady_Spider]

Hannah hissed and kicked at Chaz with all her might. Clawing and beating at him every moment she got. And Hannah wasn't a soft with her hits. All the while her legs tried to pull back on her body...seeming to want to rip it's self from it human shell.

"Let....me...go....."the words growled from her chest purring in anger yet they singed like the licks of fire. Threads slithered out from the pores of her skin. Looming over top of him with a threatening snap to them.

Honestly that was all Chaz was going to be able to get from her in this state. Nothing had a right or wrong to it anymore. It was nothing but survival and the kill ruling her mind. Spider was in the controls. And all she wanted now was blood. It didn't matter who's it was or where it came from...it was all she wanted.

Hissing again she seemed to crush her body into him some. A move that should have crushed her human insides...but they had also changed conforming into something far more suitable for a spider. This gave Hannah just enough room to push herself up some giving her legs a little more leverage to push again Chaz as well. By this point tho it was nothing personal towards him...it was the beast not liking to be pinned down.

Then nothing....

....but the beautiful darkness.

"Hannah… You have to control yourself…"

The words seemed like a drop of water with in the darkness. His voice echoed through out her mind...causing everything to just stop. Leaving silence in it's place...even the beast was calm. In Chaz's arms she went limp. Falling into him. She was weak and frail as she shivered against him. But more importantly she was calm. Only inches behind his head the threads dropped. The nasty side of Hannah were going to drill right threw his ears it would seem.

The sweet silence was golden...it was like a peaceful sleep on a warm sweet summers night.


… It wasn’t your fault… Even Chaz knows this… You cannot blame yourself for what they did…

His words seem to pet the spider softly. Had it been a cat it would have purred in submit-an. But something was different. She felt as if she wasn't apart of that part of her body. Slowly she opened her eyes to the darkness. It washed over her lovely. But then in the corner of the darkness was the beast. It was a mirrored image of herself...yet not her. With it's long legs protruding out of her back the darken skin color, hooked claw like nails and blood stained lips. This woman screamed sexuality and death all at the same time. This was the thing that lurked inside of her.

Startled some she watched as it rolled and curled into the shadows. It was happy....

"Pruvan...."

Her words caused the wicked side of her to snap it's head up with a hiss before it took to gently licking at the air. Hannah had never experienced anything like this before of her life. For a moment she found herself ashamed of that part of her body. But then his words sunk in … It wasn’t your fault… Even Chaz knows this… You cannot blame yourself for what they did…

"...but it is. I should have kept our child alive Pruvan. That was my job as a woman as a mother. To protect my child with my life and I failed at that. The first time ever of being a mother and I failed. How can Chaz honestly say he loves me after that."

All the while and unaware to Hannah was that she was saying this all aloud. Clear as day for Chaz to her.

"It will only be a matter of time before he relising how much blame is truly to be put on me. Then...he will hate me."

But more importantly then that Hannah was aware that she was in control again. The mirrored image of herself was gone. Or lost in the darkness. Shaking her head she knew she would have to find the answers to what had just happened here sooner or later. But now wasn't the time.

"I have to talk to him Pruvan...."

Slowly Hannah pulled and pushed herself and Chaz back some out of the shadows. Allow everyone to have some movement in all of this. The spider legs were gone and she was now clinging to Chaz for dear life. Taking a deep breath...she laid her head down against Chaz.

"Please leave my shadow out of this Chaz. If anything you should thank him...for he has kept my demons back. And...I believe he has a or is a key to my past. To the life a can barely remember."

Silence held the air again...but at lest it didn't spark with energy as is was.

"I am sorry Chaz...I should have kept our child save. I tried too...so did Nadja."

Hannah paused it was so hard for her to do this. But at lest her demon wasn't trying to rip her in two while she was doing. She would have to sit with Pruvan and find out what was behind this all.

"Nadja was a Birch Tree elf as well. She tried to save us."

Holding back her tears she softly sniffled. By the Gods she hoped the child had made it out of there alive. The girl was gifted there was no question about that. If Hannah was to be so bold she would even swear the girl was a demi goddess. But that was a very bold statement.

"I was in the Ularian Ridges. I had planned to give birth hidden away safe in a cave. Where no one would find us. But they....they did....they said they had been hunting for a creature as myself. And that....and that our child was to be their ultimate weapon." gasping softly Hannah couldn't hold her tears back anymore. " I was unconscious when they took me to their village...and far to madden when I fled to remember exactly where it is."

"Chaz...I am so sorry I could not keep our child save. Please forgive me....please....." crying Hannah buried herself into him shaking with tears.

[Chaz Algo]

It was all such a rush to him. Nearly completely like a dream to Chaz, his mind had long been warped by the power he wielded and time was not kind to him. He however made bitter use of every fleeting moment, and inhaled a deep fierce breath as she tried to rend his form and crack the carapace of crystalline armor he wore, seemingly grafted to his flesh. The sullen side of him plagued him with wonder, had she forgotten their long talks and walks in the sands and beneath the oak trees? His distant hues snapped to focus as the world were soaking into his mind. Her own worries and doubts made clear, cutting away much of the Darkness that she had involved herself with, obscuring their connection.

That was the horror Chaz had been feeling more than anything this whole while, even moreso than infidelities and bad humour. He did not know how long he had been gone from her, or even if she remembered what he did and didn't. The name of that villain still escaped his mind, even though the had been the last face mortal he saw before he Delved to the Pit. For her he had plunged into the Hells, and even now hid the way his scars had been burned to his flesh. Pruven however may see much of Chaz that even he could not, as their connections ran deeper than most dared fathom. Lips agap, Chaz held Hannah with no words to utter yet. All he knew was she needed him now, more than ever.

His Spark of the Divine was indeed fluxuating less and less, being replaced by Infernal flames and gout of the soul. Well, what soul there was.. for it was the shade of personality made purest that was tarnishing. Thousands of souls, stolen and earned alike, pillaged from their corpses and places of eternal rest or damnation now churned around his own mortal spark given to Divinity by worship. So many souls, locked in his body, or rather the dark crystal infused within his body. He had seen it, the sword the Demon wielded indeed. They gave Chaz his own inner-Hell, keeping his sanity and righteousness at bay. That red glow was fierce, infernal, and consuming even of his free spirited Daemonic evolution. Leeching away her anger, her self hatred that Chaz too felt stronger than any other cause of madness. This was one emotion he could house and keep swallowed up. Sporadic reactins and fury unbound tried to 'save' Spider, rip that Demoness from her mortal coil and if need be devoid her. But he did not, he let Hannah/Spider deal with her own duality. Anything else would simply be... unjust.

He had calmed much with the explanation, his forced reaction by his God and his own nervous tensions settled. Now the erratic mind of his, so shattered, went to work. Though it could surely never be mended instead it went to work weaving a cruel and twisted plan as it always did. In tandem he tended to his lovely Lady of his life, and replied to Pruvan in a fell swoop of tact and precision. "I hold no blame upon either of you. You Darkling may do as you see fit, whatever part you play I welcome. Should you, unwillingly, steal her from me, pray to whatever Powers you hold dear I take up the warhammer of melancholy and not the sword of vengeance. I have a sour vision, and charnal madness, of this world and every other. But I will help however I can."

He paused, his chest swelling with breath against her cheek. "My darling amour, I place no blame upon you except for cloistering yourself from me. I never meant to leave you for so long, I tried, desperately, to ensure your safety and free your kind from the tyrant. I did as I swore I did, but it seems I was gone for far too long. My sojourn took me to the depths of the Deep, and from there I could do nothing else but explore once more. I found much, and I found a way to never be forced apart from you as we were. At such a grotesque cost.. you did everything you could do. You avenged where it was my duty to do so. You have mourned long enough my love, let us repair the harm done. Together." The sweetened tone he hoped made all the difference. His mind rattled but not stirred to turmoil yet.[It is fine Pruven I have had pressing matters here and there as well. Just glad to keep us all around regularly!] -

[Pruvan]

Pruvan backed away a little as Chaz ushered his subtle warning and watched in relief as both of them finally calmed down. Hannah was crying, but it was the good kind. She was relieving the burden from her heart. For the first time in hours he could close his eyes and rest a bit without being worried. The chase and the problems with Hannah had fatigued him mentally. Though he didn’t actually need to sleep, and he was unsure if he was even capable of doing so, a little bit of rest was a welcome change of pace.

He opened his eyes after a while and backed away even more, watching Hannah and Chaz from afar. Giving them a moment. He felt somewhat out of place in the romantic picture, so he just hung around awkwardly in silence. Finally, he decided to retreat into the darkness for now. There was no point in staring at them, it would just create unnecessary tension. He floated off between the trees and decided to mend in the shadow of a nearby boulder.

His green eyes glowed from within the shadows briefly before they closed. They’d call him if they needed him. Pruvan sighed in his thoughts. If they needed him. He felt bad for feeling bad. Sure, he was glad to see Hannah was okay and finally reunited with Chaz again… But if they hadn’t been, Hannah would’ve stayed with him for sure. Now she might go off with Chaz instead and he’d probably never see her again. Though she did promise she’d help him. Still…

”…”

It was quiet without her.

”… You did the right thing…”

He told himself.





{OOC: Sorry it took so long for such a shorty}

[Lady_Spider]

Silence clung to the air. Spider had stopped crying...and had taken to soft shutters that rocked her tiny body from the looks of it. Her mind was nothing more then a blank...there was so much to say yet nothing would form.

However...she was aware of Pruvans movements. More so then she normally should have been. There was a mystery there that still needed to be addressed. As Chaz's statement sunk in.

"How do we repair this Chaz....I can never hold our child. No amount of repair can sew that gaping hole." Even as the words came out she snuggled into his chest fighting back the tears. She was so tired of crying. It seemed that was all she ever did anymore. "I can not go back to that place Chaz...please do not make me go back there." Fear rippled into her words. Slowly poking at her darkness.

It would be so easy for her to let it all out...all the anger. All the pain. And lash it out on everything that stood in her path. The side of her wanted to taste the sweet blood of revenge on her tong. While the spider wanted nothing but death. Death and torch er to all that played it's part in her child's death.

The spider would have fought the very gods themselves if it could appease the anger in her.

"What is done is done. Both of us had to do what we had to do...."

Hannah's words dripped in pain but she tried not to let it show.

"But should you want to take revenge my darling Chaz...then do it to the extreme. Make them pay ten times over." silence held her tong again before she spoke. " I will never be with child again. The blood in my will not let me have another one."

Hannah's words said it all. It was part to the heart of her pain. They had taken away her only chance to be a mother.

"Pruvan...." her words whispered out. But they were clear enough for him to hear. Looking up at Chaz she let him see the core of her eyes. He always was able to read more in her eyes. " I need him right now Chaz...he holds back the beast and soothes the pain. What part he plays to me I do not know. What I do know. Is that I need him...and you right now."

Slowly she turned in Chaz's arms but never moved away. Rather she used him to hold her body up cause she could not do so on her own. The moment she turned and didn't see Pruvan her body with out her say reacted. By shaking and convulsing. As if the spider teased to come out with him not in it's presents.

"Chaz where is he!"

Darkness tickled at her eyes. Heavens to the gods the beast was right under her skin. Blurring her vision and ripping at her soul.

"Pruvan!" It was so unnatural to hear fear in her voice but that's what was there.



(( Sorry it too so long boys. Between moving and being snowed in. I haven't had much time to myself.))

[Chaz Algo]

Everything kept striking upon Chaz's mind like a hammer and wedge, making his soul ache in multiple ways but through the madness his genius mind spun the gears even faster. He watched her eyes longingly, missing his Lady even despite the pain she faced with him. However as she turned away he shut his eyes, a futile attempt to soothe the monumentous strain in his mind. Such stress, her words bringing him a soothing balm feeling. Revenge... total, utter revenge, she had nothing to fear nor fret. His warming, ionized breaths rolled down her neck and through her silken hair as he took measured breaths to calm his erratic nature.

"He is yonder, basking in the darkness. I know not why, all I can sesne of him is the Shadow. I apologize if I seem abrasive Pruvan, one of my fewest nightmares came to reality and I cannot cope with such things well. We are all similar, please join us Pruvan.. you seem to understand as much of this situation as the rest of us." Smiling as well as he could, the madness in his eyes undaunting inspite of all of the dramatic conclusions to their distanced relations.

Focusing all he could mustr to mind, Chaz did not release Hannah as he attempted to soothe and if need be cow the spider within at bay. He had not known if only half of her had feared his repercussions of her failure previously, but he could taste the fear in the air then. His anger had been swallowed, and he felt none of it upon her fault. No, it was anger at others and himself, but the demon within her as well knew him so well. If he had lost any more of the woman he had known, to some wretched and feral nature of hers, his ire could not be held back an ounce more. Regret was something Chaz knew all too well, and could stomach little more without spaztic results. His grip grew tight, and hot. Empathically he seemed neutral, but Spider was connected to his spirit deeper than any other being besides his Liege. She could sense it, the disposition. The vileness crawling beneath her skin would *not* be tolerated this hour. No matter how monstrous, a spider was no match for a dragon. Especially a wyrm willing to bun down all of creation, if it would soothe the scorn and settle the fury by watching the inferno rage for it.

"Please do not say such things Hannah.. I will us all of my Necrotic lore and fevered discipline to ensure you another chance. I do not care if I have to drag a Djinni from a lamp and castrate every Elf from The Styx to Elfenheim to enact a ritual. You do not deserve this, and I will damn any being that thinks otherwise. Sadly... I know not yet where to bring you from here. I've spent all of my time here in the search, even my scouting parties have turned up nothing. Perhaps if you or PRuvan know of a place safe to settle, I will buy you a room or home, or begin to build an encampment hastily."

A perpetual stoic, near frownwas on his lips as he spoke kindly to them both but felt his inner energies boiling. His Chakram were not in harmony, as even such balance was laughable normally, it was often an even sway. Now it was one sided symphony, his heart laid low as his rage pounded in his ribcage opposite the heart. They had all of the time in the world now, Chaz himself was more a creature of darkness than anything else than before. He couldn't even recall the names of the nations he had passed through before coming here from the Hells, the deep char shade of his scales proved this. The only relaxing thoughts were that Lady Spider cared naught for his transformation, even as she had seen him before the first step, and saw him delve into an infernal side of things that even he once rebelled against. the shift in paradigm was easy enough to explain now, though his self loathing had reached a peak over it before even Chaz saw the benefits and had other, worse, things to worry about than his self-crafted Faith and intolerance of all things not of Chaos.

"I should craft something to bring you with us my darling. I long to hold you and cradle your throbbing head. I shall see you to where we shall make a web for you, but then I must.. exact the toll. A hundred times over I shall make those souls pay who were so greedy, ignorantly selfish.. you butchered them my love, but I shall skin them of their souls and show them what it is like to suffer for eternity immortal like no other can. I have seen Damnation, and I shall trump it for those who have wounded you so. No realm is safe for them." Kissing the back, upper portion of her neck gently Chaz hoped it soothed her, to know. She could not witness the barbarism to unfold but she would sense it. "Tell me darking, what sort of creation of mine would you like to ride?" His best effort to brighten her day and mood. Something new, and creative, working her mind in a new direction and bring smiles.[It is alright my dear, I've been tardy myself. Alot of this and that going on, including snow.] -

[Pruvan]

Blood. So much blood. Trembling hands stained red. His own. He could see them. He was staring at them. An armed figure rising above him, wearing a wicked smile. Pain. Physical pain. Laughter and screams all at once.

Smears of colors… A different place now. A different time.

”Quite a temper, hasn’t he?”

A dark voice, dripping with madness. Blurred bars blocking entry. Prohibiting escape. Beatings. More pain. Emotional too now. Incoherent flashes. A voice. Calling for him. Soft as silk… Though not hers…

“…”

”… Who are you?...”


“Pruvan!”

Reality. Pruvan’s eyes flickered open in an instant as he leapt out of the darkness. A messy storm of shadows bolting out of the bushes with a pair of alarmed green eyes in the center. He was more panicked than usual, mostly because he was startled out of a rather vivid vision. His eyes shifted from Hannah, to the surrounding area, to Chaz and back to Hannah again. Seeing her still okay in Chaz’ arms helped settle him down some, but he remained awkwardly stressed out. His mind was… throbbing. Almost on the brink of being painful.

Chaz’ words barely reached him, but he did understand them. Pruvan forced himself to calm down. While resting he had stumbled into a… Flashback of sorts. One not dissimilar from the one he had when he first met Hannah. Something had been dug out from the bottom of his mind. Something… Dark. It felt more like a nightmare than anything else, yet he could tell it was a memory. Flashes from a forgotten past. It felt too familiar, too real.

The throbbing in his mind finally stopped and he turned his focus to Hannah now. She was stirring again, even though Chaz was holding her firmly. Pruvan tried to stay as far away from the two as possible, but nevertheless moved close enough to allow some of his shadows to run along Hannah’s arm and pierce her in the odd place. That way she’d know he was still around. It helped shift his tensions away as well, and his other shadows now swirled calmly about his being.

He eyed the couple sadly. A broken family bereft of their one chance at having offspring. A lover alienated from his spouse. And a childless mother unable to control her inner demons without the aid of some otherworldly being such as himself. Even their reunion, which should’ve been a moment of happiness for both of them, was filled with naught but bitter tears and broken hearts. And now it was evident he could not even grant them a simple moment of privacy without the risk of another outbreak…

Pruvan slowly closed his eyes and listened to Chaz’ words. Promises he most likely would not be able to keep, but they were much needed words nonetheless. It alleviated him somewhat to see that, despite everything, Chaz was still trying his best to bring a hint of joy in Hannah’s heart. At the suggestions of settling down Pruvan twitched only slightly. And then he spoke of vengeance. Sweet and bloody vengeance on all those that had forced them into their current state. Words so powerful they forced Pruvan to open his eyes and stare at Chaz as he spoke them.

And then a kiss. One so gentle he could hardly believe a being so robust and fierce as Chaz had given it, had he not seen it with his own eyes. He blinked and looked away.

”… It’s almost dawn…”

He barely whispered it.