-Shwoom- She snapped out of her trance-like premonition just as the rules were being explained, she didn't say a word, she stood there deciphering her dream, it was the very first time she's witnessed something so tangible through a cognitive dream....
Carnage Rules-
• Once inside the barrier, you must fight
• One lives, one dies.
• Never interfere with a Creature Battle.
• Holder vs. Holder would then become law to settle fight dispute (Rarely happened)
• Results are final. Even if there is a way to bring them back from the afterlife it is Strictly Prohibited.
She payed little attention to the rules being issued due to her revelation taking precedence, the sensations of murder and chaos that coursed throughout her body had caused an uncontrollable physical reaction; her hair was smoking as if a small fire was ablaze the ash tips of her hair filled with embers, and her veins started to show as if these embers were coursing throughout her body....
She then turned to the assembled crowd attempting to gauge some of the levels of the other Druids who wouldn't be competing and some of the heroes in attendance, she found no fuss... She thought to herself it was all coming together; the sights, the sounds, the grime under her feet, yes that premonition was going to take place this very day....
The crowd was rowdy and since there were new holders and creatures in play they seemed more dramatic and restless than usual... One clump of onlookers howled outwards toward Black Blood, "you look like you're going to combust, are you that frightened for its life" another one yelled, "look her skin it's changing, as if she's setting her own fibers and veins on fire" " (tsk tsk) her hair is even smoking look, look have you ever seen a more frightened Druid before" " they will be some of the first to be eliminated, when do the wagers start, even that is now running behind (ugh)"....
Black Blood seemed to embrace the speeches and glares now, she wasn't as tense as when they first arrived. Though her hair would keep smoking and her veins would keep their fiery impression, she was swaddled in peace. Throughout all of this, her Creature had started to take on a different mindset as well but his changes were not of the physical form, it was as if he gained a gleam in his eye, one of a bright burning sun and he was starting to twitch and fidget, causing even more of a ruckus from the crowd....
She noticed this anxiousness, she too was sort of restless and it was rubbing off on him due to their bond. The little Gargy was no stranger to hard living and fierce environments, but being in this rowdy magnitude of beings, how could one not be on edge... This is his first time being thrown into conditions with restraining orders on how to battle.
He had survived with Black Blood for who knows how long and not once did he have to worry about not going overboard or having to be patient inside of his domain of conflict. This was different, but before Black Blood could explain the plan to him she noticed a white froth coming from his mouth as if he was a rabid beast. She did not fret, she welcomed it and started mumbling a chant " ~Time goes up, red goes down, fell to our kind, bellow in your grace~"...
She now looked at him and she could see he was relishing in ecstasy of the Carnage. His savagery could finally be put on display for others to witness and he would sure be on a blissful path of death. She knew her Gargy was interested in all the fighting getting ready to take place, his gaze cycled through the creatures and once he had a sense of what he was up against he would cycle to the next one... Then he stopped circulating his gaze and fixated on the Hyena.....
She noticed his lust for it, so she tapped him once sternly on the dome, "don't get caught looking ahead little one".... "We have our cause, we know our path, it is my will and your actions that will get us there".... -sftt- (she pulls out an elegant bone dagger) "Take my will (she sliced the tip of her hair off and hands it to the creature) and see what I have seen...(Gargy eats the branch of hair)
His eyes now gaped at the spectacular canvas before him, a black substance leaking off of his fangs as if it was black molasses, one can only assume it was her blood which was funneling down from his chew. A clutch of onlookers close to them noticed this strange ritual and called them out for cheating... "Hey wha.. what, just what the hell did you give him"? "He is no longer the same as he was just moments ago"... "He looked uneasy and restless just moments ago and now looks at him as if he's a fiend"....
The gray faced male footed his way through to where Black Blood was standing, he then insisted she leave but she completely ignored him, he thought it was ok to probe the situation more. Another onlooker moved closer to lend aid to the man. "Open his mouth and take out that branch, do it before you both find your way to the afterlife". "Yeah, open it or we will pry it open". They took one step closer and reached for her garment, and so she turned away to an angle where the tip of her hair met his hand.. -swhoooosh- his hand would be turned to ash instantaneously.... "Aghhh aghhhhh it's burning, my veins are coursing with fire" "you must be hiding something, let us know what exactly you did with that thing"....
A slow gliding Druid had come up to her and began to explain the actions of that man... "It was an unnatural action and those things aren't allowed here due to the wagers made on each fight, so as you'd expect they're all on edge". "You are a newcomer here and you just took the hand of someone deeply vested in our Circle, how do you believe his group will behave once it comes out what has happened here"??
(Black Blood)" I did not come here to end the fun before it got started, so if he stands alone in this matter let us begin. I am seeking no friends here nor will we be enemies, I came with a purpose and today it will come to fruition... I just ask that you allow us to compete and since I drew blood first, to atone for my actions let my creature be put to the test, we are newcomers and know nothing of the other creatures, so please, we welcome the disadvantages that may be presented to us"....
(Other Druid) "Throw that measly gargoyle in the pit with 3 of the other creatures and if he wins he will be moved to the habitat stage. He will quickly be disposed of, ending all of the fuss here today. Can it be agreed upon by the Circle Heads?"(Circle Heads discuss it among themselves briefly then nodded yes)...
The crowd went from a deep grumble to a welcoming frenzy, but she knew very well it wasn't for her and Gargy's survival, but instead it was for their demise. It was her actions that stirred the pot. "Listen to them clambering over bloodshed, they want blood, we shall give them more blood than they could ever imagine..." "We will make a bit of a statement with this one, you will display your ferocity, you will show your willpower." And with a villainously yet calm voice, "today is the day The Weak Shall Be Eaten."
The Time has come for both Black Blood and her Little Gargy to embark upon a shared dream....
To be continued....
Next Chapter 3...
~Blood Oasis~