Can’t walk away from who you are, never give in.

In the shadows it awakes the desire
But you know that you can’t realize
And the pressure will just keep rising
Now the heat is on

Muscled legs were taught underneath the armored leggings, the muscles twitching and jumping, as if anticipating the exercise they were about to get. Toes curled in their protective shoes as if trying to grip the dirt that they rested on top of, the only thing stopping her was the thick soles that gripped on their own.

Her fingers flexed and gripped the two handed light saber she favored, the cylinder that housed the crystals Neirov had so lovingly made for her hummed with the recognition of a song she could sing in her sleep. Her and Raiydens song.  It hummed through the very metal of the saber and through her arms, deep into her very being.

The rest of her body shivered with the anticipation of what was going to come. She was surrounded by the darkness, both in literal and the Force. Her sheer will drove back those little fingers of dark, that threatened to tease her skin, worming its way through her armor to touch the small of her back, her sides and breasts. Teasing and tantalizing, threatening to go further if necessary just to make her turn her head in its direction. The darkness caressed her, whispered in her ear, the voice sounding so familiar yet not. Sliding those tendril like fingers along her thighs and over her hips.  Her shivers became trembling, but she maintained her focus.

It’s too late, there is no way around it
You will see for yourself many times
In the end you will give up the fight
It’s inescapable

‘Cause you’re losing your mind 
and you’re sleeping with wide open eyes

Where is the edge
Of your darkest emotions?
Why does it all survive?
Where is the light
Of your deepest devotions?
I pray that it’s still alive

He was there in the darkness. She sensed the swelling of the dark side coming from him and just beyond that was the light in the darkness she had sought. The reflection to her soul. The mirror.

She had her target.

She tore away from those tendrils, even as they chased after her and sought to drag her down and pull her back, the finger like appendages brushing her skin as she ran.  She could sense the pain her mirror was in, how much they suffered at the hands of the shadows, fighting the barbs and the nettles that tore at his very being.  His silence rang out louder than any scream through a mountainside.  He suffered and she suffered with him.

The darkness stirred feelings in her, feelings she wasn’t sure she welcomed but accepted them all the same. They fueled her, they gave her what she needed to face what was coming.

Her mirror was surrounded by the darkness,  being assaulted by it in ways she didn’t want to imagine.  He was using it against her mirror and she disliked the way it felt, disliked how it made her shiver and shudder how it made her steps falter.

She was close.

Her mirror lay just ahead and Caer pushed aside the tendrils of darkness that threatened to consume her body and soul. Her willfulness pushed aside those tendrils, the light inside of her bending them, twisting them back,  pushing them aside so that she could reach the mirror of her soul.

It’s the rule that you live by and die for
It’s the one thing you can’t deny
Even though you don’t know what the price is
It is justified

So much more that you’ve got left to fight for
But it still doesn’t change who you are
There is no fear you’ll ever give in to
You’re untouchable.

Her saber ignited, the light it gave off was a pale purple color and that was when she saw the source of all the darkness, the very core of the tendrils.

The Human males skin was nearly dark enough to blend in with the shadows he controlled. His bright yellow eyes- once green she recalled warped by the Dark side roamed her body and then up to meet her face.  The mans bright white teeth seemed to impossibly shine in the dark.


His voice, soft and soothing, like a balm over a nasty burn whispered all around her. “So glad you came Caer. So very, very glad you arrived just in time to see what I have long wanted to show you.”

Drays hand reached for hers even as the other one, parted the darkness and smiled warmly at her. The kind of smile one would imagine a snake having just before it devoured a baby bird.

Raiyden. Her brother, her Mirror.

He hung before her, the shadows twisting and writhing over his body in such a perverse manner it made her want to retch. The way the shadows touched him made her anger rise, spiraling up through her very being like a geyser.  His body at the mercy of the shadows and at the mercy of Drayviakki.  His lips parted in an open scream that he only seemed capable of hearing.

You can’t stop yourself
Don’t want to feel
Don’t want to see what you’ve become

You can’t walk away
From who you are
Never give in

Where is the edge
Of your darkest emotions?
Why does it all survive?
Where is the light
Of your deepest devotions?
I pray that it’s still alive.

The rage and hatred boiled over and Caer felt herself moving, as if flying towards Drayviakki, the mans eyes widening as she seemed to be there in a blink of an eye. She cut at him, her saber swinging for the man, driving him back. The shadows screamed and undulated around her, trying to pull her off of the Human who had dared hurt her brother.

Her own screams of rage mingled with the shadows and she felt her self slip. The floor seeming to tilt without warning, the woman driven to her knees.

Dray observed as he stood near Raiyden, grinning as he strode over, looking down at the kneeling Miraluka. His hand reached out to touch the white hair that adorned her head, sliding a hand over her cheek and to tilt her chin up, forcing her to look at him.

“You fell, my dear Caer. You fell.” His voice crooned.

Caer ‘looked’ into the mans very being and gave him a weakened smile, the darkness curling up around her like a shroud.  Heart hammering in her chest she gave him a bigger grin.

The look of shock on Drays face as three sabers pierced his chest at the very heart of him. His eyes rolled in his head and Caer got to her feet slowly.  Her saber flicking off.

“I did, Dray.  I did.” She looked to those who were with her. Tomuraan to Drays right, Neirov to the left and Raiyden in the middle, his form practically hidden by Drays. Until the Human fell to his knees. The grim look of  determination on her brothers face as they all turned to stare at her.

“I fell so they didn’t have to.”

Caer slept.


One comment on “Can’t walk away from who you are, never give in.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s