Kingdoms At Odds

IC INFORMATION Characters Name: Eden Lewis Age: 16 Species: Dragon shifter (Fire) Face Claim: Jane Levy Short Bio:

Her Father abandoned them when she was young and her mother had been killed that fateful day when the house collapsed due to a mysterious fire. Eden had always blamed herself for the death, as did her sister, now bent on revenge for the loss of both parents, wanting to claim the prophecy of the ‘chosen one’ for herself, allowing her to gain immortality.

It wasn’t until she was eleven that she gained a new family when Daniel, a young apprentice at the time had taken her in, treating her as though she were his own sister. Now, at the age of sixteen, Eden has still not begun to trust herself, let alone anyone else whilst fleeing from her older sister and dragon hunters alike, traveling from town to town in search of her recently disappeared brother.

Although she is not one to socialize with strangers easily, Eden is actually quite open and excitable once one gains her trust. She is very bright, often able to pick up new skills with ease, always curious and eager to learn.

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Eden’s heart was beating faster, ringing in her ears. She tried moving, trying to take a deep breath and calm herself but Daniel’s grip kept her in place, only making the panic rise. “Let go!” She repeated, struggling to get herself free.

“No!  Eden, you’re driving the both of us insane pretending like none of this matters, please, just tell me why you-“ But he was unable to finish his sentence when a sudden wave of heat followed by a bright orange light engulfed the room, making the boy pull back his hands in surprise and slight pain.

“Because I can’t be alone again!” Eden shouted, the flames seeping back into the pale skin of her hands until it was nothing but a soft glow. “Because I know that the moment I accept that any of this is actually happening, I’ll go insane. This whole thing is tearing me apart knowing that if I get close to anybody, I’ll lose them. I’ll lose my brother just like I did everyone else!” She felt the heat in her rising with every word, only adding to her outburst. “Because you know what?” She laughed, almost tasting the sarcasm. “Immortality isn’t all that it’s talked up to be, living forever like it’s some kind of fun game with no end. But it’s not. It’s a curse, being forced to watch your friends grow old and die while you have no chance of escape. It’s tearing me apart knowing that someday I’ll have to be without anyone that I won’t have to watch grow old and die!” She could feel herself shaking now, adrenaline and waves of heat coursing through her body.

“So what? You just block it out? You can’t live in denial forever, E.” Daniel said quietly, trying to calm his sister again. But Eden only backed up more, it felt as though she was finally able to speak her mind.

“Why not? That’s all I’ve done up until this point.”  She retorted. “That’s all I’ve ever done is pretend that I won’t have to face any of this. Why live in constant fear of the future when I can just live in denial?”

“Pushing it away and pretending like it won’t happen doesn’t help anything, E.” The boy pleaded angrily.

“But it does stop the pain, right now that’s all I have to keep me from losing myself entirely. Right now that’s all that’s keeping me from tearing myself apart because I can’t stand the thought of being alone again! I can’t!” She confessed.

Daniel reached out defensively, trying to meet her eyes. “Eden, I promise I won’t leave you alone.” He said, putting a hand over his heart as though to further prove his point.

OOC INFORMATION Name: Allie Age: 16, 17 on Monday next week Country/Timezone: EST Activity Scale: 8/10 considering it’s summer vacation  A fun fact about yourself: I am currently going into grade 12 and I know some sign language!

IC INFORMATION Characters Name:Tyler Lupine

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She had seen it scurry across the floor from the corner of her eye and it had almost made her scream. Watching the little white mouse with her back pressed against the wall, Amelia didn’t know what to do. A part of her wanted to cry out for someone to help her and take the small creature away and dispose of it outside, but the other part of her wanted to watch it. Fascination shone in her eyes as she continued to watch the small creature sniff around the trash can that stood by the far wall. It was such a tiny thing. Such a small form of life that could easily be killed and just as easily be replaced. 

"Father!" She called out, never taking her eyes of the little white mouse that continued to scurry around in front of her. She flinched when she heard the slamming of the door in the other room. His heavy footsteps overpowered the faint noise that was coming from the radio and Amelia could feel her heart accelerate. Her father was a good man. He had always taken care of her, given her the all the things that she might need, but she couldn’t help but be frightened of him. He was such a tall, hulking figure that when Amelia was four, she had thought that he was one of the giants she was read about in the fairytales.

The kitchen door slammed open and Amelia’s green eyes flicked up to her fathers. His eyes were ablaze and his chest was heaving. Moving her gaze back down to the mouse, she quickly looked back up at him in hopes that he knew what she was talking about. And he did.

His dark gaze zeroed in on the tiny white mouse and they narrowed slightly. Growling lowly, he stooped down and quickly grabbed the mouse, a high pitched squeak coming from the small creature.

Turning back around towards her, he slammed the mouse onto the kitchen counter and held out the scalpel that he always seemed to be carrying around with him.

"It’s a mouse. You shouldn’t fear it, if anything, it should fear you. You are the superior being to it." He ground out, his teeth grinding together as he motioned for her to take the scalpel.

"But- I- I can’t kill it.. It’s a living breathing thing and-"

"Who is superior? You? Or it?" He yelled, his face turning a bright crimson. Flushing, Amelia took a shaky step forwards and took the stainless steel scalpel from her fathers boney hands.

As she hovered the scalpel above the mouses abdomen, she noticed how her fingers shook. It was just a mouse… There were plenty more of them in the fields and her father was right… She was superior than it. She shouldn’t be afraid.

Pressing the sharp blade into the mouses abdomen, she bit her bottom lip as she listened to it squeal in protest, the bright red liquid that was its life force spilled out and onto the once clean kitchen counter. Letting out a breath as she squeaks and squeals died, she steadied her hand and made a straight and quick cut, the creatures blood staining her fingers.