Hey Guys. Once again, another story (: Maaan im on a roll... But anyway, this is actually going to be my first chapter story! Yaaay, how exciting! For me, at least :P You can thank BlueDragon123 for giving me the courage to finally do it, and possibly commit to it. So, this will be my only story for a fair while. Unless i feel the urge to write another oneshot... Could happen, you know. I was actually ment to be doing my history assignment that was due a week ago but i wrote this instead :O That is comittment right there! Commitment to what, i dont know. But still. Anyway, read and review, yes? I feel i havnt been getting enough of them on my other stories. So yeah (:
Her cold, violet eyes were staring into my very soul. She crowed with delight, like I had made her day absolutely brilliant. I probably had, I realised with a wry smile.
"Piper, Piper, Piper," she tutted at me, shaking her head disapprovingly. "Why must you be so difficult? You know Cyclonia would love to have you, yet you refuse!" She hissed at me, frustration evidently obvious on her pale, evil features.
"Well, what can I say, I'm the refusing type of girl. Just say no and all that," I smirked at her, pleased when she seemed angry with my somewhat witty response. I had to admit, I did start getting worried when she suddenly brushed all anger and displeasure off her face and replaced it with a wide, menacing smile.
Unease spread through my gut, sucking it down to the soles of my feet. I glared at the girl, trying not to let my fear show.
"Ah, but Piper, what if I offer you something you can't refuse? Would you then join my ranks?" She sneered at me, a hint of malice colouring her tone.
"Whatever you've got planned Cyclonis, it won't work," I said fiercely, feeling no confidence in my words. I hope she didn't notice that I was shaking slightly.
"Oh, but I think this will work, my dear. You know why? Because you care too much. All you squadrons are the same, treating each other like a damn family. But that's not how relationships work, my friend. I'm afraid that sometimes, families get torn apart,"
I had to stop the bile rising in my throat. I knew where she was heading with this. And I did not like it. I did not like it at all.
"Something that I know only too well. And its time, my dear Piper, that you face reality. One day, they're all going to die. And you won't be able to stop it. And you know what? It'll probably be your fault. And then you'll torment yourself over it, all day and night. And then, you'll become just like me. Sick, twisted, demented and evil" she grimaced at me, her eyes full of pain and torture.
This was unbelievable. This was the first time I've ever seen Cyclonis so... so human, so vulnerable, so evil. But was I going to comfort the girl? Oh, heck no, I was going to try and escape.
"Well, as much as I'm enjoying this heart to heart Cyclonis, I think its time I left," I announced bravely, standing up from the chair.
If Cyclonis looked angry before, well, now she looked plain murderous. Her eyes had a crazy glint in them I'd never seen before, and I watched as she stalked towards me.
"Oh, no Piper. You can't go. Not yet. I haven't given you your surprise!" she feigned shocked hurt at me, raising her hand to her heart in mock pain.
I gritted my teeth. I only knew too well what she was up to.
"You leave them out of this!" I growled at her, clenching my fists.
"Well, it's a bit late for that isn't it?" She laughed dementedly, like a woman possessed. I felt a flash of anger scorch through my system, burning into my brain.
Narrowing my eyes into murderous slits, I swung my fist at her face with as much force as I could, but she ducked in time.
"Oh no, Pipey! I'm your best friend! You can't hurt me like that!" She squealed at me with wide eyes, keeping up her innocent act from before.
"The hell I can't!" I screamed at her. "And don't you dare call me 'Pipey'!" I screamed even louder, swinging at her again. If only I had my staff.
Cyclonis just cackled evilly, fleeing to the other side of the room before I had a chance to sink my fist into her face. She snapped her fingers, and instantly 4 talons had grabbed me and rendered me immobile. Keeping up my prissy girl act, I glared at her with such force I was surprised I didn't burn her with it.
Snapping her fingers again, 10 more talons entered the room, escorting 5 Storm Hawks with them. I stared at them with worried eyes, suddenly fearing for them. Cyclonis simply laughed in her usual, evil way, watching my expression.
I could see the fear on all of their faces, and I suddenly felt sick. Very sick. Right to my core kinda sick.
"Cyclonis, this is just between you and me. Let them go," I hissed at the girl, feeling stupid since I already knew what her answer would be.
"Oh what, and let them destroy my plans again, over and over again?" She spat at me, "In your dreams, Piper. I'm just merely letting you suffer, before I dispose of you aswell," She dismissed my being with the wave of her hand.
White hot fury seeped through my body though, slowly burning me up. And Cyclonis knew it too.
She snickered at me, before ordering Dark Ace to enter the room. Swivelling my head around, I instantly saw his blood red eyes and felt more hate spread through me. He strode up to Cyclonis and knelt before her.
I made a noise of disgust, and he turned to stare at me with those soulless eyes.
"Do you want me to dispose of the girl?" he asked, sounding hopeful.
"Not yet, I want you to dispose of them first," she pointed a bony finger towards my teammates, my family.
"No!" I shrieked at her, trying to twist myself out of the talons grasps, but they held me firm. She simply smiled at me, like she found this amusing. Then, to my horror, he strode towards my friends, my best friends, and pulled out his blade.
No amount of shrieking could stop what was happening. One by one, each met their deaths, each more gruesome than the one before.
I was crying, and I was crying hard. My figure rattled from the sobbing and screams I was emitting, becoming more frantic and more louder every second.
Dark Ace stepped towards Aerrow, a sneer fitting his expression. Aerrow simply stared at him blankly, before turning towards me. There were tears in his eyes.
"I'm sorry," He whispered, keeling as Dark Ace's Sword plunged into him.
I woke up in the middle of the night, screaming and gasping for air. Not real, not real! My mind was screaming at me, tears still streaming down my face. Lying there, I realised I felt funny. Standing up, I felt a sudden rush of dizziness. Clutching my nearby desk for support, I didn't feel like myself. I felt slightly feverish, and had a small headache at the back of my eyes. Moving my limbs, I realised they ached. Like I had just run a marathon, then swum to the bottom of the ocean and back, then run another marathon for the hell of it.
Lying down again, my eyes shut themselves automatically. Needing no further push, I sunk back into unconsciousness.
Oh my god, i feel so evil! But man, i loved writing Cyclonis's parts. I think some evil part in me is coming out. Dear lord, run for cover! Anyway, Read and review please, or otherwise i might become one of those crazy writers who demand reviews before they post another chapter. And i dont think we want that... me and demanding do NOT go together! So yeah, review if you know whats good for you (: