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Severance

Reina de la Morte

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Date: May 13, 2009

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Power of the crypt played out along the stillness of the night as the dancer of the dead made her way down a small walkway that lead in the general direction of the pack house. It had been awhile since she had been home, in fact it had seemed like years when in actuality it had been a month or two, Why had she been gone so long?. It would be a simple question by any and all who knew her. The answer was simple enough or at least it was to her. It may seem complicated to any whom didn't know her brother all that well. The only one she could see possibly understanding her absence would be Ash. Gone she had been because she had known no other way on how to deal with the problem at hand. If one's brother could really be called a problem. For days she had been haunted by dreams of him burning reliving the same horrible night over and over again in her sleep. Why now after so long was the vargamor being forced to go through the images in her mind?. So many in this city demanded a audience with her, calling out and those who weren't answered fast enough would take to pushing their power along her skin. Severance was like a aphrodisiac to the dead and she had no choice but to answer for if she didn't the after mass of not using her power enough could and would cause the strangest things to happen. Eyes bright and blue like the ocean tides fixed it's self forward as she continued toward the Pack house. The energy around herself hummed with life and easily she could feel the heat as she held out her hands palms outwards. Slowly she let the power gather and build in volume before then using it as a weapon to push outwards towards the undead. The wave of power pushed down wards as she lowered her hands to penetrate the earth's floor. Like invisible hands she allowed it to be turned and did a through search using those metaphysical fingers to sift and dig. Her clothing was the usual black color made up of a long skirt that touched to her ankles and a top that clung rather protectively to her shoulders leaving the only the bare essentials of her arms visible. The essentials being the bend at the elbows where the necromancer could easily spill her blood if need be. It was the best place for cutting and since it was literally marked with scars any ways it failed to bring any further notice then would be received if she took to cutting else where the skin was bare. Her silken black locks were tied back by one simple lacy black ribbon. A gift given to her by her brother Alejandro and one of the only things she had left to remember him by or at least she had thought until he took to making nightly appearances. Full lips parted in a sigh of contentment when the feel of power rose a notch it caused her to dip her head back and with a look upwards towards the heavens she could see her faithful soul collecting partner Seven. The crow seemed bigger when he silhouetted himself against the moon. With the close of her eyes she felt herself slip from her body and then awoke to another fully flight ed one when the lids opened. Leaving her human body below she joined with that of Seven's and the crow's black eyes turned to blue and down below where her body stood frozen like a statue the eyes turned from blue to a startling black. Sevvy soared high for a few minutes looking over the area below then the crow tilted it's head and rising from the ground was a rotting hand. Apparently she had strolled through a grave yard and the decaying body of the zombie took notice of her power. Her powers had grown even more over the period of her absence to the point where death was addicted to her. If she took to digging for it then death failed to disappoint her, Sevvy cried out with a caw while locked in the body of Seven and was answered back by a chorous of surrounding crows . Then with a dive toward the earth the eyes came to a close and in the blink of a eye the necromancer was thrown back into her own body just in time to swirl on her ankle. Seven slammed back into his own feathred frame and with a caw of his own he shook his obsidian wings and down a single feather dropped. Severance's hand came up and with a slight flick of her wrist she grasped the feather and her own blood coated the tip of the feather. It caught the zombie's attention and with in the next second it lowered it's head just as it's mistress of the dead ordered it to feed of her blood. Catching it's mouth on the bend of her arm it suckled until she gave the order for it to stop. It didn't pull away it latched it's mouth onto her arm and for a moment it caused Severance to wonder.She didn't jerk the arm away instead she rose her voice up a notch.. " I said that was enough, now release me " It made a noise and then bit down again and started to suck. Severance used the feather that was in her possession to sprinkle out her blood in a wave of her hand. Feather was sticking half in that hand and like a dagger she allowed it to keep penetrating and as her own life's blood spilt out she would chant out toward the other undead things living in the ground among them.. " I call you forward from your sleep. I give on to you my life's essence." "So come forward now for I Severance evoke thee. Blood of blood, flesh of flesh, death to un death I pull you out. I un root you from your earthly prison to obey me, I am your mistress. I am of darkness and magic and I demand your audience. Save me from the mis justice of one who dares show his face to me of one of your own. " It was becoming painful and the way he now dug into her caused her some panic so with a fierce determination she tossed back her head and screamed out her chance once more in a direct order. Refusal to obey the dealer of the dead would result in their damnation for she would over turn the grave yard and to make her point she slammed those invisible hands back into the soil and thrust ed bones around and with a groan she squeezed upon the energy around her using it now as her own. The undead bodies squealed out before then rising from the dirt in a out rage toward the rouge zombie who was now partaking of their grave parting queen. Ten of them emerged from the soil to rip the rouge zombie away from Severance. They looked to her awaiting her words and so she gave one word to them.. " Disassemble " They tore him apart piece by piece and then looked to her. Sevvy nodded and pointed to their graves.. " Go now and rest and I shall come upon you tomorrow eve " .. Reaching into her skirt pocket she pulled out her cell phone and hit one on her speed dial to call for Ash. It rang a few times before hitting voice mail.. __________________

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