Speech Glossary

::Telepathy::
/Jornal Entry/
//Thoughts//
"Speech."
*indescribable action*

Chapter 7



The white-haired boy led the small group up three or four flights of stairs before he showed them to a small study library. "Please sit... There is alot of explinations as well as question before I can complete the Larucah's request."

Koen's eyes lit up as he laid the body of Ayla on the small red daybed beneath a window. "What's wrong with her? What request?" Questions began to spill from the brunette's lips before CLoven placed a hand on his shoulder, causing a momentary silence.

"I will explain, but those who want to sit, please." Teshyra and Linesse were the only two to sit, Maeglin stood protectively behind them, Mateo and Yavie stood off in the corner. Cloven eyed his older brother as Masons stood at the window. On the horizon there was a distant colour change, plagues ravaging the sinful world.

"Masons..."

The moment word were whispered from Cloven's lips, it were as if the world had frozen for Masons. The smaller boy approached him, Cloven placing a hand on his shoulder and Masons's stature fell into a more relaxed state as the younger boy turned to Teshyra, taking a seat on the sill beside his older sibling.

"You hail not from the race of elves, but instead a race of faerie/angel crossbreed, don't you? A race that calls themselves the spirit tribe?"

Teshyra took a soft breath before nodding a yes responce. "And I know what you are going to ask of me, which is why I brought my child along with. The Larucah needs all the help she can get while she is down there." The woman finally gave a vocal anwser. She then turned her attention to Maeglin, she felt an explination was in order. "The spirit tribe is the only race in the world whom can actuall go to the spirit realm without the need of death. Most of my race is extinct so we try to blend casually with the elves."

Cloven quickly inturrupted her as the interesting information was revealed. "Can you see her now?"

Teshyra gave a quick shake of her head no. "No... Only the queen can see them and my mother is far from death."

"I see..." Cloven glanced down as Lost peeked her head into the library. "I finally got the attic door open..."

Cloven glanced up to his sister as Masons eyes widened, his body shivering beyond his control. His hands gripped the sill, this was a fear felt only once before in his life and that was the day God brought his younger brother back from the dead.

"Come. I'll show you the way..." Lost waved for the group to follow. Koen lifted Ayla's body before looking to the brother, then he followed the gang from the room. As soon as the brunette vanished from the doorway, Masons clung to Cloven, his body shaking almost volently.

"Calm..." Cloven whispered as he placed his hand on his older sibling's head.

"I'm so sorry...." The older one whispered in reply as his hand gripped the other's shirt as if he were falling from the sky. Cloven managed to slip his hands to cup Masons's chin, forcing him to look up at him. Their sad blue eyes meeting.

"Masons... I've forgiven you..." His thumb brushed the ravenette's cheek. "You need to forgive yourself..."

"I..." Masons bit his lip as he glanced down. "I don't know if I can..." Cloven's hand began to glow a faint blue.

"Namyq(Nam-ic)[Relax]..." The assassin's eyes grew unbearably heavy as they slipped shut, the ravenette drifting to sleep.

~/"Cloven..." Masons voice was quiet and frightened.

"Yes big brother?" His tone was soft.

"I can't..." Masons muttered. "I haven't slept in about a week and a half..." The ravenette rolled over and glanced to his younger twin's bed. They both had just turned eight, Masons Cain being older then his brother Cloven Abel by two minutes.

"Why not?" Cloven questioned. He was always quieter then Masons, and a tad bit naiive, almost as if they boy had not been taught anything about the social world.

"It's like... If I close my eyes, something could happen to me, so I keep panicing about that and it drives me to the point where I want to just cry..." Masons bit his lip and forced back a sob. Cloven's blue eyes shimmered as he lifted his soft white comforter, his pale hand patted the matress beneath him.

"Come here, maybe it'll help big brother..." Masons was unsure of this before he finally gave in and slipped from his own bed and eased himself into Cloven's. It was a bit akward at first but when both found a comfortable position, they eased into a relaxed state with Cloven's arms around Masons, the ravenette's head against his younger brother's chest, his heartbeat in his ear. It was calming, it reminded him of when the two were infants and refused to be separate. Masons's eyes began to grow heavy.

"No... Cloven..." His brother placed a hand over his mouth, a small hush sound slipped past Cloven's lips. A melody began to sound from the whitette, he was humming a tune to an old lullaby their mother sang to them as toddlers.

"No... Cloven... I can't.... musn't...." Masons's pleas slowly faded as his eyes slipped shut and he was soon fast asleep, whisked away to a long night slumber. A smile came to his lips as Cloven noticed Masons was asleep, but it was only moments later that Masons began to toss and turn, his small hand gripped his brother as he yelped things like "No!" or "Stay back...!" It was like there was someone inside the ravenette's mind, threating his very exsistance. Masons's body began to shake, it grew rough before it just stopped, and for as much as Cloven could see, his brother was finally at peace.

It was not until morning that Cloven realized peace was not what had claimed his brother, but something much, much darker. Cloven could see it in his eyes. "Sister...?" Cloven called, his tiny hand lay on the wooden doorframe which led to their man-made hot spring on the fourth floor.

"Come in." A voice called from the steam. As Cloven moved into the room, he spied his older sibling soaking. The boy took a seat beside her, dipping his feet into the water.

"I'm worried about Masons... He was having bad night terrors last night after not sleeping for a week and a half.." Cloven fiddled with the end of his long hair as he sat. "And now there is something wrong with him... His eyes... His posture... Something is not right..."

"Cloven, you are overreating." Lost's cool desposition rolled off the tip of her tounge as she glanced up to the boy, her blue eyes watched his expression fall. She lifted her hand to pat his knee. "He's just finally slept, so of course he'll be a little different."

A sigh came from Cloven as he stood. "Maybe you're right..." He stepped out of the water. "Thank you sister.."

It wasn't until bedtime that Cloven saw Masons again. The whitette had already curled up in his own bed, stuck in the mood of snoozing when Masons came into the room. Cloven didn't even notice his presence until Masons placed a soft touch to his shoulder, asking a very timid question. "Clo..." He began, the shortened name was something that only Masons called him. "Can... I--..?" A finger was pressed against his lips, preventing the rest of the sentance as the white-haired twin lifted the comforter allowing his older sibling to crawl in if he so desired. Masons slid into his brother's bed, defensively curling up against him. Heaving a heavy sigh, it's sound was as if the weight of the world has been lifted from his shoulders. Masons was the first to fall asleep, Cloven drifting off soon after. Masons's night terror continued to haunt him from the night before. "No...."

The ravenette whimpered as his eyes shot open and those once iciy blue eyes were glazed over by the colour of blood. They looked around the unfamiliar scenary until they rested upon the white-haired twin. Licking their lips with a blood thristy desire, they pinned the sleeping Cloven to the bed under the weight of Masons's body, his cold fingers curled around the soft pale flesh of his younger brother's neck and with a sickly grin, pressure was applied and Cloven's air supply became lacking. The white-haired boy's eyes snapped wide open to the sight of Masons above him. Cloven gasped and clawed at his brother's hands as tears formed in his eyes. Cloven clentched his eyes shut as he called out to his older sister through telepathy. //...Sister... help...// Cloven's vision began to fade, his sight growing black, his struggling easing as he began to fade from consciousness. The last thing he saw was a bright flash of light and Lost began to materilize.

"MASONS CAIN!!!" Lost bellowed as she dug her talons into the ravenette's shoulder, dragging him from the body, flinging the boy across the room as she shook Cloven, pressing her ear to his chest. She barely heard a heartbeat. Lost spun around to the hissing boy. "You..." She growled as she approached him, picking him up by his throat, pressing him to the wall as she lifted him.

"Have you gone INSANE?!" She growled as his blood red eyes glanced down at her, his hands involuntarily gripping her wrists. "WHY DID YOU ATTEMPT TO KILL YOUR BROTHER?! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"

A smile curled onto Masons lips. "Oh Lost... I didn't attempt anything... It was flawlessly easy to complete the task..."

Lost dropped the crazed boy and ran over to Cloven, but as she listened, she heard no heartbeat. No nothing. She quickly started CPR, attempting desparately to revive him, but it wasn't until Masons's laughter caught her ears that she knew her attempts were in vain. Releasing Cloven's body, she turned to her younger sibling, her eyes were glowing a soft gold colour. That same sickly smile shined once again on Masons's lips as he rose.

"Lost... I don't think you've realized it yet... Little Cloven tried to warn you... but my dear friend, I am afriad I outrank you..." Lost looked confused about the comment Masons's made but ignored it as she lundged at him. Masons took a soft step to the side and Lost smiled, he didn't bother to calculate the recoil, cocky bastard. Her other talon'd hand swung around and bored into his chest, cracking noises were heard with a loud howl from Masons. The body of the boy crippled beneath the pain. The female ravenette flicked her hand to the side, splattering blood as she heard a soft russtle from the bed. Lost gave a glance behind to see Cloven stirring awake. The boy began to panic, gripping the empty bed covers. To the waking Cloven, the events, as he thought, were just a bad dream, but as reality came crashing around him, he glanced around to notice, it wasn't... Masons was on the floor dying. His stomach twisted and crindged as his pale blue hues rested on his sister, blood dripping from her hand.

"No... Lost... No..." Tears welled up in the boy's eyes as he slowly toed out of bed to find his twin on the ground, bleeding and wheezing for air. Cloven immediately fell to his side, trying to apply pressure to the wound to make it stop bleeding as Masons weakly lifted his hand to Cloven's neck, his bloodstained fingers attempted to squeeze as a faint blue glow emitted from the whitette's hands. Lost just stood back and watched, amazed. She hadn't seen such a powerful holy presence here since Ayla was there.

"Where is my brother, Obellion?!" Cloven stared down those blood red hues. //Obellion...// Lost blinked for a moment, that name taking a brief moment before it registered. This Obellions hissed as the holy magic flooded his vains.

"Dying before your eyes boy." He coughed and sputtered blood up on the twin. "...And much short of God coming down, there is nothing you can do to save him...." Obellion laughed as Masons's body continued to die. Cloven growled through his tears. He couldn't lost Masons.

"Go back to hell." Cloven pushed the blue glow into the body as he opened his mouth, a blue mist poured out of his body and slithered into Masons. Colour began to drain from Cloven's left eye and he began to feel dizzy as Masons's body repaired itself. "Masons... I know you can hear me... We've lived our entire lives in this world together... Now.. Should anything should happen, we will die together... Brother... Our souls are one in the same... I love you Masons... dont... die.." The snowy haired boy passed out with a dull thump against his brother's chest just as the other awoke. Lost pulled the younger twin from Masons, laying the exhausted whitette on his own bed.

"...wha..." Masons looked down, his chest hurt and he was baffled about why he was covered in blood.

"Masons Cain..." Lost turned to the boy on the floor. "I cannot allow you to live in my Manor... You are, for now, a danger to yourself and your brother." She looked down. "Take a bag of your things and leave now..."/~

"Cloven.. Are you---?" Lost's voice called to the boy but as she entered the room she paused, a soft smile on her lips. "You are truly the only person he trusts." She moved over and lifted the boy from his arms. "Come now Cloven, we have the world to end..." She chuckled at her own comment.

Cloven gripped the cloth above his heart as his other hand touched the black cloth eyepatch he wears over his dead left eye as he followed his sister from the room.

"An eye for an eye..." The white-haired boy laughed as they two moved along down the hall.



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