slayers_desire (
slayers_desire) wrote2012-12-18 05:30 pm
Entry tags:
who are you... without your memories
Xander Harris piled all his Superman comics up against the pentagram he had engraved on the wall. He cut open his wrist, glancing over his shoulder at the woman in black behind him cautiously. She could attack him at any moment. But hopefully, his magical bonds around her wrists and ankles would keep her tamed while he was vulnerable.
They called him desperate... and after losing everyone important to him perhaps he was. Xander even mourned those that he disliked. There were very few heroes left. Times were desperate.
A few days ago Xander had captured the woman in black. She was important to his plan too. They claimed that she had the powers to make their world right again. To stop the evil. The problem was she was evil herself. Xander called her Lilith, basically because he had nothing else to call her and it seemed appropriate.
And right now, he was sacrificing the last few treasured memories he had. To fix the world, Xander needed to take Lilith to the Stone of Power. But he couldn't do it alone. He needed a hero. And his comics... this spell was his only hope.
He was asking for a Superman.
"He who seeks for the path, never knows where it will lead." The soft voice of the woman whispered behind him. Xander could feel her staring at him. He didn't care. He placed his blood onto the pentagram and opened the portal. This had to work. He had nothing else...
They called him desperate... and after losing everyone important to him perhaps he was. Xander even mourned those that he disliked. There were very few heroes left. Times were desperate.
A few days ago Xander had captured the woman in black. She was important to his plan too. They claimed that she had the powers to make their world right again. To stop the evil. The problem was she was evil herself. Xander called her Lilith, basically because he had nothing else to call her and it seemed appropriate.
And right now, he was sacrificing the last few treasured memories he had. To fix the world, Xander needed to take Lilith to the Stone of Power. But he couldn't do it alone. He needed a hero. And his comics... this spell was his only hope.
He was asking for a Superman.
"He who seeks for the path, never knows where it will lead." The soft voice of the woman whispered behind him. Xander could feel her staring at him. He didn't care. He placed his blood onto the pentagram and opened the portal. This had to work. He had nothing else...

no subject
"I miss it so."
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
"I know something is missing."
no subject
He takes a step sideways, using his shadow to create a safe zone for her, unconcerned that she might try to move against him, no matter what Xander thinks.
no subject
no subject
no subject
This isn't a vision. She just knows it. But can't explain why.
no subject
no subject
But then... there is an explosion at their side. The wall breaks open, sunlight hits her and she screams. A large Demon enters the building. Xander is also there... trying to fight it back from doing any damage.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
How he knows it should be different... he's not quite sure. He feels that he knows it, far deeper than what Xander told him, as if he's been here before.
no subject
"I feel something... in the tunnels. Calling to me. But not the right way."
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
They traverse the tunnels with no problems. There is a plateau near the top of the mountain where the mountain is open, and one can walk around on a ledge. Like looking down in a volcano. And it is almost like that. There is just a glowing light below.
She glances down. "That is what is calling me."
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)