OctoberSkys

Elizabeth looked around her as she took in the broken chairs and pictures. The glass objects that donned his dresser were shattered on the floor. What caused her breath to catch was the raw animalistic look on Aaron’s face as he spun on her. His labored breathing as he looked at her. There was something in his eyes that spoke to her, a look that danced on the fine line or murderous and confused. “Elizabeth” Her heart beat increased as she watched him. His body ridged as he spit her name. He seemed to be caught off guard. “What are you doing here?” She was silent for a long while, her thoughts racing as she looked at Aaron. Her eyes began searching him for some answer as to why he just trashed his room. She involuntarily took a step forward, her bare foot retracting as it felt the hard pinch of something sharp beneath her foot. This caused her to break her eye contact and look down at the piece of wood lying at her feet. “I am here because I thought someone was trying to harm you. I came to make sure you were alright.” Her voice was soft as she looked back up at him. Her breath was still a bit labored as adrenalin continued to surge through her. “I see that you are um, fine I suppose.” She gave a shake of her head and realized that he could have hurt himself. Elizabeth stepped around all the debris and found herself in front of Aaron. She grabbed his hands and began to check them for any cuts or scrapes. To her surprise his hands had not one scratch on them. She gave a confused looks as she assessed him further. When she was happy with the results she turned, her back was now to him as she looked at the mess she would have to clean. Taking a deep breath Elizabeth stooped down and began to pick up the large chunks of wood and put them in a pile. Grabbing a large piece of would she gave it a tug but it did not lift, pulling again she grunted. Finally giving up on the large piece her hand moved to a smaller one, yanking it up it flew toward her. The wood met with the side of her cheek and she hissed in pain. Touching her cheek she could feel the scratch she now had. Of course she would smack herself in the face with wood. Mumbling under her breath she continued to move the wood that was large enough to be disposed of to a corner. She couldn’t help but think about what had his so angry that he would destroy his own room. “My Lord if you wish I can allow you to sleep and clean this tomorrow or if you are okay with my presence here I will clean now.” She stopped to look at him awaiting a reply. What made him so angry that he crushed half the furniture in the room? A small voice in the back of her head said that this was her fault but how when she had done nothing….or was it because of the accidental touching at dinner? Was this him taking his anger out on something other than her….again. Another thought running through her head was how on earth he managed to smash all the wood. He was well built and strong no doubt. The preview he so nicely bestowed her was enough to show her just how muscular he was. Still, there is no man strong enough to completely smash a full sized chair, break off a bed post, and rip apart a drawer and a very heavy coffee table.

This had to be her personal hell. She could feel the burning across her shoulder as she hit the snow and crawled behind a large oak. Red was right behind her as his had hit the now. The pain that seared through her back could only mean one thing, she had been grazed. The smell of fire and lead clouded her sense of smell and the flurries of snow mixed with smoke made it hard for her to see much of anything. There was only a split second of silence before the yelling and more gun shots rang out. It was swift, Red had a man by the throat and began shouting orders at her. She could barely hear over the roar of men and gun fire. She did not hesitate when she realized what her dear old friend was saying. Quickly she dashed over to the rifle and pulled it to its proper position. She was trained well by Red in case of a house invasion. He said he wanted the girls to be safe but now she was thinking that there was more to the story. That and he didn’t have anyone to pass his skills down to. Elizabeth took a long deep breath, the winter air shredding her lungs as she did. Her breathing steadies and in a swift motion her finger was quick on the trigger. Once, twice, three times and she could hear the men hit the ground. The sound of their bodies falling from their horses gave her a sick satisfaction. She began her reload as she tried to cover Red as best as he had taught her. She was no Red but he was strict on her. She was well disciplined in the art of handling a gun. Looking around her she gave off a small grin. Her eyes darting from left to right. It was then that her brain began to push into over drive. If it was cover Red wanted ….it was cover he was going to get. Elizabeth’s hands fell to the bottom of her tattered dress and she pulled hard. The sound of her dress ripping was faint but there it was, a slit up the side giving her better range of motion. In one swift motion she began her climb. The tree she was climbing had to have been as wide as a car and just as thick. It was the perfect cover. She continued her climb until she was well hidden in the trees. No one could see her as she steadied her gun and began to take out as many men as she could. Her eyes then landed on the one man who caused this. He was the problem…. him. Elizabeth began to reload as she readied herself to take aim at that snake. Something in the distance caught her eye. Trees rustling and some even falling as if they were being chopped down. That could only mean one thing… Silas. He obviously had the strength to rip apart men so why not knock down trees. Red was pretty impressed with his student. Ever since she had showed interest in his guns he started to teach her how to handle them and to properly use them. She was a good shot and had the potential to be an amazing marks men. Red covered her as she climbed and took out a few more men with the guns he had picked up off of the fallen. He still wasn’t sure how he was going to get them out of this mess. He needed to think of something a fast. “Get your head out of the clouds girl!” Red called out as he took out a few more men. “I think I found him….” Elizabeth’s voice was low but loud enough to be heard. “Who?” “Silas…. The trees over there look as if they are being worked by a lumber mill but you and I both know he doesn’t own one or have one on his property. We can lead all of these men to their deaths if we can lead them to Silas. This would be the best way to get out of this mess.” Red didn’t like the idea of leading these men to Silas for the slaughter but Elizabeth was right. That was the only way both she and He would make it out. With a reluctant nod Red began to move backwards, gun aimed and at the ready. He was well trained and his skill surmounted even Silas at times. Elizabeth jumped down from the tree and ignored her already injured foot. She followed close to Red but not so close that it would give them away. Gun shots rang out as they fired and was fired upon. The strategic plan to get them to Silas was their only hope. That or hoped Silas would be curious enough to come looking for more blood. Elizabeth, though trying to stay focused let her mind slip to him. He was someone she had grown to like and even love…. now he is the man who killed her parents. So…why? Why does she still feel the sick need to find him and no… not shoot him but to protect him. What was wrong with her? Was her mind just as sick and twisted as she had thought it to be? He killed her parents in front of her… he was a cold blooded killer and yet here she was pining for him. This made absolutely no sense to her. Elizabeth was dumbfounded at the fact that her anger was now subsiding and she was feeling not hate but love for this beast. This beautiful beast whom is dangerous and probably a poor decision on her par. She couldn’t help but love him. All the long talks and giggling in the kitchen late at night and in the early mornings. He would pick her brain and she would pick his. The conversations that would lead to heated discussions and debates. Even the small moments of silence that spoke volumes. All of that could not just disappear as much as she wanted it to. As much as she wanted to hate this man she could not ignore the part of him who is not the man who killed her parents…. that man well, she was helplessly in love with that man. If she made it through tonight she was going to shoot Silas that was for sure. It’s not like he could die anyhow. After that… well after that, she wasn’t sure what she was going to do. This was a new chapter in her life and the question is, Was she going to stay or leave?

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Megan jumped at Anna’s sudden yelp, dropping the bowl of flour she had in her hands. Megan looked back at Anna only to see her gaping at the man she had just helped. Anna was staring at him as if he was some type of monster. Megan rolled her eyes and walked back to the front. She wasn’t sure what reason Anna would have for yelping like that but she was going to find out. “What on earth is the matter with you Anna?” Megan asks as he reaches the counter. Her Green eyes finding that man’s two different colored eyes. “He asked if we um… accept that as currency.” Anna pointed to his hand and Megan gave a soft gasp. She quickly grabbed the man’s hand and closed it around the beautiful gem. Touching him sent an electric chill down her spine. “Sir, you should not show things like this out in public… someone could try and rob you.” She pulled her hand away and shook her head. Megan pushed the drink paper and chocolate crescent to him and waved her hands. “This one is on the house but you should really think about putting that in a safe place.” Her words were of truth. Lately there had been these goons running around and robbing people for little to nothing. This had the officers here so busy that they haven’t been able to catch the people who are driving way too fast in those fancy little things called cars. Megan preferred to walk to her little establishment. Things have been getting worse now that the holidays were approaching. People who would be coming home with the gifts for their families would end up getting robbed and sometimes even hurt. She hated the thought for this stranger walking out of here and getting mugged because he didn’t know any better. He deserved to know the truth about what has been going on rather than walk around without a care in the world. “We have been having some trouble with a group of people who seem to think it is okay to run around robbing people. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt over something like this. Perhaps you can take that to Murphy’s just two blocks up and he can exchange that for you. I am sure he would be the best one for the job.” Megan gave him a warm smile and held her hand out to him. “I am Megan by the way…. I own this shop.” Her eyes twinkled with curiosity. Just how old was this man and where did he come from? Her mind was asking a million different questions as she let her green eyes roam over his face, trying to figure him out as if text from a book would appear on his face and give her all the answers she was looking for. He was rather intriguing considering he was standing here trying to pay with one of the most beautiful gems she had ever seen. Nostalgic indeed with how long ago he must have been here.

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It was in this exact moment that she was exactly in the same position she was in when she was only a small girl. She stood against the wall looking into his bright red eyes. She could never mistake them for anyone other than those monsters. It was strange though, his eyes said monster but seeing Silas attached to them, it was different. He called to her… his eyes started to fade from the monster to the man she has fallen so helplessly in love with. Why was it that she was so angry, angry that the thing whom killed her parents in front of her was the man she loved? This started an internal struggle inside of Elizabeth. She wanted to kill him and make him feel the pain and torture that she had felt in losing her parents. Yet here she was looking at Silas. She thought he was dead. She thought she had lost him and this caused her to want to fling herself into his arms and dare she say kiss him. Elizabeth was so torn that it wasn’t until she heard his gruff voice and the word no she shook out of her thoughts and really looked at him. He seemed to be struggling with something. He then lets out a raw and fierce scream. This caused her to jump back further into the wall she had been pressed against. He took out a wall as if it was like kicking a sand castle. The wall crumbled under his touch and this caused Elizabeth to shrink covering her face as pieces of the wall flew at her. When it calmed she uncovered her face and looked at him. He was kneeling down and seeming fighting with himself internally. Seeing him in this feral state caused her stomach to clinch and her breath to catch. He was a beautiful beast, a beast that killed her parents and made her feel things she had never felt before. This was why he would not return her feelings. She was being pushed away because of what? He could kill her… NO! He knew! He knew that he killed her parents and that is why. This whole time he let her fall for him, love him with everything she had and he knew that he killed her parents. This only causes Elizabeth to seethe with anger. With one final yell he bounded off into the forest without looking back and causing her world to crumble around her. Everything after came as if it were in slow motion. Red’s voice was distorted as he began to ask her a million and one questions. It was as if she was losing all since of self. There in that moment she wanted to kill James. She wanted to take that revolver and empty it into his chest and one right between the eyes. Her hands were shaking and she was only inches from falling off the edge. She was so close to snapping. “Of Course I saw him, of course I watched him stare me down and I definitely watched as the monster whom tore my parents to shreds ran off into the woods as if him leaving would make this all better. So, yes James I would say I saw him.” James stay silent as he watch the girl he had known for most of her life crumble before her. He was not sure what to say to her. He wasn’t even sure if he was ready to have this conversation with her. He had been preparing for it for so long that he was not prepared for it this very moment. “Liz…” “Do not Liz me!” She growled through clinched teeth and in one swift motion she snatched Red’s gun and started off in the direction Silas was heading. “I am gonna make him pay!” She yelled and stormed off. She was seeing red and nothing was going to stop her. “Elizabeth, he cannot die. That gun is going to do nothing to him!” Elizabeth stopped and turned on James. “I am going after him. You either come with me or I am going alone.” This caused her to look back at the house and she rolled her eyes. Elizabeth knew that she was going to have to make a decision now. She was going to have to decide to face her demons or live with them…. James gave her an exasperated look as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He knew that either way he was going to have to go after Silas to ensure that he doesn’t harm anyone other than the people he already took out. Taking Elizabeth was going to be a challenge considering she wanted his head on a stick. She would either get herself killed or worse, she would get them both killed. “Fine…. We go after him but Liz you have to promise to hold off on shooting him. If he isn’t in control when we find him he will kill us. He doesn’t have control Liz. When he lets go…..he doesn’t have control.” James was saying this but all the while he was thinking about how Silas could have left Elizabeth there and not killed her. This isn’t like him. He would have killed her no hesitation and now here she is standing in front of him and Silas has ran off into the woods. James began ahead of Elizabeth his mind on why Silas left her alive. Maybe it was the thrill of the hunt…. He was hunting her wasn’t he? Her blood is what woke him… he had never seen Silas heal so rapidly but with her blood he had recovered so quickly that it wasn’t funny. There had to be some explanation for him to spare her life. He loves her… that is the only thing possible. Silas beat him… he beat that beast. Unless the Beast is just as in love with her as Silas is. They are the same person one just will choose blood over anything and everything else. Maybe because she gave the blood he didn’t see her as something he needed to kill. He thinks she will give it willing. James was trying to come up with every excuse in the book and there was something that finally sank in. Silas had been lost to that beast several times and he was also never a casualty. Did that mean that Silas could control the hunger? He could control who he feeds on and doesn’t? The night was bitter and cold. They had left with nothing but the clothes on their backs and James knew that Elizabeth wouldn’t last without some semblance of warmth. Still they treck on until James starts to see the massive trees that were knocked down in Silas’ wake. He was catching up to the trail Silas decided to take. The only question is…. Would they catch up to Silas?

The day had started off normally, everything the same as it always was. Her bright green eyes focused as she piped one last flower on the side of her three tier cake. A satisfied smiled found her full glossy lip, as she stood up straight and began to admire her handy work. The cake was dark chocolate with strawberry filling between the layers. The frosting on the outside was white and red roses trailed from the bottom up till it made it to the top and a few sat bunched at the top. It was simple yet very elegant, giving an air of sophistication. She normally would come into work and just start on her baked goods for the day but today she had to finish the wedding cake that Kate and Eliot ordered for their big day today. It was not long before her assistant Anna showed up for her shift. Anna worked the front, taking orders and helping to get them ready. She was also studying to become an amazing baker. Anna had gone to school and graduated but she wanted to take lessons with one of the most known bakers here in this bustling city. Anna looked up and gave a soft laugh. She shook her head and pointed to the back. “Meg… have you seen yourself?” She could not help another giggle. “What do you mean?” Meg asked as she rushed to the back and looked at herself in her full length mirror. She scanned herself over from head to toe. Her shoes were red flats, dark skinny jeans and a black long sleeve shirt that is being covered by her red apron. Her reddish brown hair was piled high on her head with loose tendrils falling out. She looked like a hot mess with all the flower and icing on her. “I look like I own a café.” She says as she comes back to the front and gives a soft laugh. “I suppose so. So you finished the cake right?” “Yes, it is all done and so now all we have to do is get the pastries and coffee going.” “Yes ma’am!” Anna chirps and places an apron on, her hands digging into the batters that lay before her. It seemed like only minutes had gone by and soon it was opening time. Anna unlocked the doors and turned the open sign on. It took no time at all for her regulars to start piling into the door. Mr. Herold ordered his usual crescent and dark roast with light cream and sugar. Mrs. Herold ordered her latte and blueberry muffin nagging her husband as they went to sit in the corner table at the far back. Joe comes in next waving at Anna for his usual and he sets the 20 dollars down and walks to the table by the door. He likes to make a quick exit. He also never asks for his change. Megan smiles at all the regulars as they come in, giving soft waves as she tends to her cookies and donuts, Anna taking orders left and right as she dishes out coffees and cakes to the morning rush. Everyone coming in before they had to rush off to work. They all say she makes the best coffee and teas in town. Now that it is winter time she added hot cider to her list. Everyone use to drink this, way before she was even born. Megan on felt it right to keep up the tradition. “Hey, Meg you got a one Matthew here to see you.” Anna turns giving Megan an exasperated look. “Ah, yes um, I am coming.” Meg calls out and wipes her hands with her cloth walking to the register. Matthew was dressing his usual suite and tie. He is a top notch lawyer for the courts. He seems to have a crush on Megan but she just doesn’t see him that way. He is always so… over the top and smug. He treats the people around him as if they are small and unimportant. Megan Smiles reluctantly at him, the thoughts of him being just like Gaston in Beauty and the Beast. That was her favorite book to read when she had down time. She must have read it a million times by now. Megan was always eager to learn, getting her hands on any bit of knowledge she could. Matthew was always trying to get her to go out with him but she just was not interested in his male ego and intellectual shortcomings. When she first moved here and put in an offer on her café, he was there trying to get her to hire him to ensure that she get a good deal on the foreclosure. She declined him several times as she had already had a lawyer and real-estate agent. He was so pushy and overbearing, yet here he is every morning like clockwork. He does the same thing every day minus the weekends. He doesn’t work on the weekends. “Hi, Megan how has your morning been?” He asks giving a smug grin as he leaned against the counter. “My morning was the same as it has been. Busy and bustling with customers, you know such as yourself.” Megan mustered up a small smile. She tried to be pleasant with him as much as possible but it was hard to keep up her composure. “Well, I have two tickets to the theater and….” He was thankfully cut off by the multiple officers that came in. “MEG! How are ya? We are gonna do our usual but we need it on the double!” Frank calls out to her. He and the boys come in every Friday as if it is a ritual. Meg sighs in relief and gives Matthew his things and shrugs to him. “I have to go. It was nice seeing you Matthew.” He looked exasperated at her as she turned her back to him. “She still won’t take you up on that date huh?” Frank gives Matthew a soft smile and shakes his head. “She is one heck of a beauty for a human ain’t she?” He pats the bewildered lawyer and walks off. Matthew was an elf. He had never thought about Megan being a human. He looked around and realized that everyone here comes from different walks of life. It was only minutes before she had everything packed up and ready for the officers to take and head off to the station. Anna took her spot back at the front waiting on the next customer to come in. Anna leaned herself over the counter and allowed herself to flip through a magazine she had been trying to read for a week now. Meg could not help but smile at her hair brained friend while she kneads the dough for the bread she was making. Anna was just about to grab herself a coffee when a man came in. She had never seen him here before. She watched him as he strode over to the counter and started his order. He was dressed in purple and his eyes were odd eyed, one green and on a yellow color. He was handsome, rugged with his unshaven face and his well-traveled demeanor. Anna was thrown off when he asked her to change his drink to cider. She blanched, confused and looked up at the menu. There it was sitting at the bottom written in red. “Meg…. We uh, we have cider now?” She called to the back and Megan shook her head. Wiping her hands clean she headed to the front, her eyes on her hands to ensure she dusted them of well enough to touch the front. “Yes…” She looked up and stopped. The man at the counter was no one she had ever seen before. He must be new here. He was a peculiar man, purple jacket and his eyes were two every beautiful colors. One of his eyes matched her own green ones. His stubble gave him a rugged look but behind that she could tell he looked stressed and tired. He was probably here to relax and take a load off. “Yes, I put that up this morning actually. I have it ready in the back, Anna would you mind grabbing some for our guest.” Meg moved to the register to ring him up. He was intriguing and had caught her attention. He was not from around here and yet he walked in here as if he had always lived here. He even said he was feeling nostalgic. “That will be 3.25.” Meg looks up at him from under her lashes and gives him a soft smile. This was when she reached under the counter and pulled out a paper for him. “Here is the paper and ….feeling nostalgic are we? Did you use to live here?” She gave a soft giggle trying to make small talk. It didn’t take long for Anna to return with his cider. Megan pulled a chocolate crescent from the warmer and placed it in a bag. “On the house….” She said and backed up letting Anna finish giving him his things. Meg walked to side and began to re stock the drinks that had been taken from this morning. She always did love new customers.

Kathrine and her team stormed their way through the thick greens and tough vines. She was hoping that getting though all the traps in the cave...tomb whatever it was would be easy. She knew it would not be because it never is but one could hope. Looking at the sun setting she knew that they would have to set up camp and sleep until the morning light rises again. Kat barked out her orders and then set her things down, claiming a spot on a small patch of grass. A smile found her lips as she watched her team bicker about who would sleep where and what they would make for dinner. Kat did not have much of an appetite so she settled with setting her tent up and getting ready to sleep for the night. She knew that she would have to wake up early and start another long hike to the ruins that held a very powerful relic. Once she had finished setting up, her head hit the makeshift pillow and she started looking over the map she was following. Kat wanted to make sure they were going the fastest route possible. Her eyes squinting as she looked over every possible route. This was going to make or break how many days it would take her to get to the temples ruins.