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Post by ♫ E§he ♥ on Aug 24, 2008 19:26:53 GMT -8
There are holes in my past. ~Seth~ And until you find the missing pages I fear that you will never know anything but what you see with your eyes. The world of vision is a wonderfully deceiving place.
'Seth you are such a foolish creature, You know that? If you weren't you would've already taken the forest...'
Amused once again by the she-cat's obdurateness, Seth beaconed for the three cats to bring Fiver back to his sight. Ignoring her previous words about some cat called: Whispers in the Dark, he splayed his claws as he pondered her words; feeling the moldy earth between his converging pads and bony fingers. "Such actions take time to prepare for, young one. The BloodGang needs to be strong if it is to be of value to me and my desires. Only just moons ago is when I came the forest. Now I am but a quarter moon away from creating my empire. Does my success not appeal to you?"
Seth's eyes became suddenly distant, as if watching memories flash across his pupils. For a moment, if you had watched his crimson eyes with care, you might have noticed the small stir of fear before it was hidden away once more. He blinked, shaking clouds from his mind, and resumed as if nothing had happened. "I have been known as a very powerful cat by my enemies. Yet, for some reason I cannot grasp, you act as if you have nothing to fear. You say I am foolish, Fiver. If it had been you trying to build an alliance, how would you have accomplished such feats?"
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Post by L a m b on Aug 24, 2008 21:05:37 GMT -8
I walk alone Think of home Memories of long ago Fiver I need to run far away Can't go back to that place
When you can't defeat the strongest or the smartest or the fastest then perhaps you are nothing more then useless or perhaps there is more Standing on my own SUddenly the cats switched directions, sigh was given..As the young calico she-cat followed once more ove rthe broken ground, towards teh small pepper sheilded cat. Tail give the slightest flick, indicating to the cat that could Be Alley that the time to talk would come later. Audits that had been pinned to begin with pressed farther back to her ivory laden skull, Light optics locked onto Seth's, as pads criss-crossed the rotted earth. Different painted tail, brushed up, and the angry grew stronger, Mind was slowly eating away at itself, how much can a young cat take, Before they break?....Weight shifted as she drew within a mere steps of Seth, if she'd wanted it to, SHe could've touched him..His darkened lyric sstressed through her pinned audits, and green optics flickered in shock, before fading back to the angry..But before she could reply, or even open her mug, A look crossed through his optics, which happened to be where she always looked, and it struck her..Scaring her more then anything he could've done..But once again, his lyrics rolled..This time mug parted..
No one knows I lost my soul long ago Mug had parted, and lyrics that were forced to stay study now lit the air, like a wildfire to dead shrubs.. "Dear Seth, your success does not and ever will appeal to me, Nothing ever has so you and your success certaintly won't be the first...And has for my fear, I fear alot of things Seth...I fear the flames that flicker now and again in the horzion, I fear the two-legged that I onced lived with...." Lyrics paused, grass painted otpics, were closed, and then slowly opened this time the fear that was locked within showed, not an act..The truth.. "And I fear you Seth..There I said it are you Happy?!" Lyrics were shooken at the end, as Optics faded from being locked onto his, down to her pads, Bod' shook..And at this moment, it was easy to see the Six moon old cat, as what she was nothing more then a mere apprentince, but not even that...Optis flickered up again, sorrow locked in with the fear, and the anger...Mug parted once more, and this time lyrics were blown forcefully, as if she could no longer stand it.. "Me, build an alliance Seth? Look at me, I've never enjoyed one's company for a long time, And those who've I've crossed paths with, would love to kill me..So Seth I would never have attempted to build an alliance..." Voice was shaking nonstop now, Fiver did not wait for Seth's reaction, but instead turned and raced off, silently towards teh bus, but she did not slip into but, In A hole in one of it's rotted tires... Scarface's optic lit with shock, and so did many other cat's, as they watched the calico race away...
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Post by ♫ E§he ♥ on Aug 24, 2008 21:33:40 GMT -8
You cannot run... ~Seth~ When you leave a piece of yourself here with me.
Seth watched the young she-cat race away. He knew where she was going, probably back to her little loner buddies. He drew his tongue across his paw in thought. He had as much control over Fiver as an eagle by the tail. He was used to being in charge. Fiver's actions troubled him. "Scarface," Seth coaxed him over with a twitch of the ear. Fiver was already out of sight, and although she had gone toward the bus on her own accord Seth still had no trust for her. "I want you to pursue Fiver. Stay hidden. If she goes back into Clan territory, do NOT follow her. Come straight back to me. She's going to have to make a choice."
Seth's scarlet gaze leapt as his tone darkened, "Her loyalty to me... or her father's life."
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Post by L a m b on Aug 24, 2008 22:01:36 GMT -8
This is me for forever Fiver One of the lost ones
But when you can't keep it together then the war has already been lost...
The one without a name Bod' wa spushed deeper into the tire, skull was hidden under her ivory pads, while different flecked tail curled over them..Grass hued optics pressed together, knowning the fear that would show if they opened..The sorrow..Everything she lived to hide..Audits pressed closer to her skull, notwhishing to hear what Seth would be saying, knowning that her every moved would be watched..She was uselessly, but she hadn't given away anyhting to Seth, that would tell him anything...Had she? No..But you still...USELESS..Though she despised the storm colored cat, he felt like a second father to her in some strange way...OPtics opened slightly, nothing more then mere slits..Silently she crawled out from the tire, and swiftly acorss the dump, pads interlocked 'til she came to the edge of the fence...Opics locked on them, feeling as if they were a prison, before they lowered and fell onto broken beer bottle,remembering the pain that came from them...They were worse then Seth's jagged claws, she was near the fence, but still in plain veiw of Seth....Weight shifted once more, sitting now, Optics never wavered from the bottle.. YOU WORTHLESS CREATURE...The words rang from the two-leggeds mouth, as his arm reared back, to The mud colored bottle with it's jaggedends, easily sailed threw the air, to quick to dodge, Striking her flank the sharp ends peairced the skin..Deeply drawing crimson blood that stained her pelt.. Scarface glanced at Seth Before Optics trained on where the she-cat sat..I FSeth wanted to know about where the young cat had been..Why not just force her to tell?
Without an honest heart
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Post by ♫ E§he ♥ on Aug 28, 2008 12:16:36 GMT -8
Playing fair ~Seth~ Isn't a very fun way to play.
Seth stalked away, his mind plummeting into a pool of dark thoughts. Although he would never admit it, Fiver's resistance to his authority troubled him greatly. What if other cats began to take after her example? What if everything he had built and aligned in the last few moons was on the verge of crumbling away? He swallowed, his throated parched by dust and sun. He padded slowly over to a puddle, careful to walk with dignity upon his banded shoulders, but bowing his head deeper into the water of voices echoing around the dim corridors of his mind.
He drank from a puddle, feeling the water dribble down his throat like a warm slug. He rasped his tongue 'round his muzzle, stopping to stare at his reflection. His crimson eyes burned back. He shivered. How could his own eyes look so malevolent? They seemed to be speaking to him in voices like screaming winds, shrieking and hissing. He turned away from his eyes: his fear and despair. They seemed to be reflecting his future. A future of Bloodshed and death. Why couldn't he have seen it, all those years ago? Why couldn't he have listened to the words of his chief instead of the words of his own hatred and jealousy? 54 moons... he whispered to himself behind his eyes, jaw clamped shut. 54 moons of living in fear. When will it end? When will I ever truly live? Oh Rosa, why did I ever have to be so foolish? Why did I ever leave you and Damien? When I take over the forest, I promise, I'll come back for you...
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Post by Torn on Aug 30, 2008 13:58:35 GMT -8
Ridge stood behind Seth, chips of dark emerald glinting in the light. He'd stood there a few minutes, watching the leader. His almost silent approach didn't seem to have alerted Seth, but with him, who knew? Maybe he had noticed... The ginger tom left no time to dwell on the subject as he padded closer, his huge feet squishing again into muck and rubbish, making them damp. He couldn't see Seth's face, but the reflection in the puddle told him something.
His dark crimson eyes stared out at the dark tom from the puddle, looking sinister as always. Then Seth's face changed, a slight flicker of surprise rippling his face. Ridge stayed quiet, confused. Seth always seemed so mysterious... no one knew the real cat behind the ambition. To be honest, Ridge didn't really want to know him, but it was intriguing, all the same.
Ridge narrowed his green slits. "Seth?" His deep voice rolled out.
Is Seth really happier here? No time to dwell on it. We've got a forest to take control of...
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Post by L a m b on Aug 30, 2008 15:21:42 GMT -8
Until the Day i die Fiver I'll spill my heart for you
If you can't cry on the shoulder of the one you love then why cry at all
Optics blinked emotions were pushed aside, Seth would no now, but what did it matter? IT did...No...Emerald hued optics twisted looking for the she-cat that had to be Alley...They land on her..Weight was shifted, steps quickened, til she was racing, pads blazing over the rubbish locked ground..Only slowling once she was next to the she cat, mug parted and soft lyrics, hushed though, lit the air, that was now threatenting to be overcoem by a low fog.. "Listen, Alley, and do say your likewise because I know you Alley, Now hush, My friend, you must sneak away from here..Listen...In the heart of Clan territory, you'll find the resistance and Match...Run there, but not now...Tell Match not to come here, you do likewise, don't come back, trust me, I'll make it look like I killed you...Tell everyone there, Fiver sent you, but Match knows you..And Tell I'm beign watched constantly, and under a death threat for me and my kin. I might never leave this fucked up place, but I'll die Trying..." A pause was given between lyrics, before optics that were held to blankness, faded into sorrow again, and an empty longing look... "Tell Match, That I miss him...Say it's from Fiver, and tell him not to get any more nonsense ideas..." No not miss, love...But Fiver wasn't planning on dieing here... Without waiting for the she-cat's reaction, Fiver turned and spun away Steps took the land now, optics were locke don Seth, anger was filling inside once more...A brute stood near him, before optics swivled around to see where Scarface was...With That ivory she-cat...Knowing she'd be missed immedaitleey, even though both were distracted, she knew better then to run herself..Claws flexed looking around, until she found a cat about Alley's size....
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Post by ♫ E§he ♥ on Aug 30, 2008 21:57:21 GMT -8
Regret... ~Seth~ Can be even more toxic than grief.
'Seth?'
Seth gave a small start as he was jolted out of his memories and shadows of guilt. He raised his head, all emotions once again evaporating into the cruel mid-summer sun. His strength returned to his body, and he squared his shoulders and raised his chin. He turned, power pulsing once again from his brawny frame, and recognized Ridge's deep chocolate coat. Although he didn't show it, Seth felt his stomach clench. He could not allow his followers to see him being manipulated by his emotions. Clearing his throat, Seth considered the strange look behind Ridge's slitted windows.
"Yes, Ridge?" Seth straightened his spine, shifting his paws as he waited for an answer. Something he had been thinking about earlier suddenly crossed his mind. Yes.... I suppose I can trust Ridge.....
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Post by Silver on Aug 31, 2008 17:49:00 GMT -8
(Ok, I think I followed that up until the last post of yours, Scarface XD Does that mean Alley should take off right now?)
Alley watched the scene, confusion pushing harder on her mind. What on earth was going on? She knew by the shock faces this was not something that happen often, if ever at all. Seth wondered off by himself, seeming amused, but troubled. He hide it well though; she sighed and turned to look for Cheetah again, possibly her only 'friend' in this dump. But she jumped as Fiver suddenly appeared by her side again, whispering urgently. 'In the heart of Clan territory lies the Resistance, and Match...' Fiver knew Match? Alley's eyes widened as she continued to whisper her messages. All Alley could do was nodd, commiting every word to memeory. Fiver was giving her a chance to escape! This cat she didn't even know... "Thank you, Fiver," Alley whispered back, before bounded back toward to Cheetah. But instead of stoping by the spotted she-cat, she silently slunk past the group, pleading no one saw her. Quickly, she began to run about as fast as Cheetah had when pursuing her. She didn't know Fiver, didn't even know if she could trust her, but the temptation of seeing Match again was all to sweet. It could be a trap! her sensable brain hissed. Then Match is worth it! her hearty brain argued. Alley agreed. She didn't quite know where Clan territory was, being here only about two moons. She decided to just looked for the cat scent, and go from there.
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Post by ♫ E§he ♥ on Sept 1, 2008 18:40:18 GMT -8
I have stepped into the sky. ~Seth~ And now the storm is rising...
"Rose, Scarface, Ridge, I wish to speak with you," Seth's deep rumble echoed across the clearing. He waited until the three came into view, perched patiently with his black-bitten tail curled around his menacing sheaths. With his three closest followers carefully trailing his pawsteps, Seth beckoned with the flick of an ear for them to follow. He turned upon soundless steps and carefully wound his way around rubbish toward a tiny, square twoleg structure. Emotions raped from his eyes, Seth padded forward with sealed lips and spread whiskers.
He cheated the force of gravity, landing effortlessly upon the roof and peering over over the other side to the sinister figures that crouched below. A chain-link fence stretched from the sides of the shack and formed a small circle in a muddy enclosure free of rubbish. Below him crouched nine silhouettes against the enraged sun above. They were dogs. Nine dogs trapped and thin, craving hunger as their beady eyes gazed up at Seth with longing. "My friends," Seth greeted Ridge, Rose, and Scarface as he listened to their paws tap upon the roof. "It is time that I showed you our secret weapon. As you know, our numbers dwindle against the threat inside the forest. But with these dogs, we stand much more of a chance. We will weaken the cats abiding in the forest if they refuse to surrender with dogs, then come ourselves to finish the job. Many we will kill, but many we must capture. We cannot gain more power unless we gain the forest and all who live within."
Seth flexed his claws as a dog opened it's jaws and let out a sound like all the dying screams of the world put together.
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Post by Torn on Sept 2, 2008 12:26:04 GMT -8
Ridge dutifully followed his leader, large stride shortened as he kept behind the smaller tom. But then, most were smaller than him. An ear flicked back and forth as he registered the smells that drifted towards him. A huge, fearsome scent. One with which he was familiar. One look confirmed his fears as they wound their way through the rubbish heaps, jumping onto a garage roof. The four cats leapt up one by one onto the roof, staring down at the nine creatures.
Their ears were torn and ripped, tilted right forward and pricked up as they looked at the 'playthings' above them on the roof. Well... thats what the look in their sunken black eyes, set deep into their thick skulls. A few had chunks out of various parts of their bodies - one only had half a nose. Some had long muzzles, jaws reaching the full way up. Some had smaller muzzles, but their jaws reached about half way down their necks. The ginger tom sensed that they could crack a spine in one bite. Foam and dried scum floated around their huge maws, spit rolling down their fronts. Ridge's nose wrinkled at the disgusting sight. But their coats all had something in common; muscles bulged under their ragged pelts, scars crisscrossed their stocky bodies, obviously from fights. Which by the look of them, they'd won. As it let out a howl, Ridge stepped back. It was unearthly... strange and bone-chilling.
It seemed a fool-proof plan. But he was curious. "How did you find them? And how will we get them to attack the Clans, without attacking us if we let them out?" He stared disdainfully at the dogs as they jumped up at the garage, baying at the cats.
Hungry for our blood. But it won't be our blood they'll taste.
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Post by L a m b on Sept 2, 2008 19:24:09 GMT -8
IF you wanna get out alive Run for your life Fiver If I go I can only pray that I'll make it the other side
My chaos will reign taking hold fo ones that can't, and never will be able to escape
The deed had been done... Emerald optics locked down onto the small she-cat's bod'....Carcass now, it was rolled so thickly in mud that no one would be able to tell who it was, under the sticky strange smelling stuff. Fiver pushed aside the bod' as if it was a mere fly, but inside she was sick...Shed taken one's life to help another...Sigh escaped her, well one less stupid Bloodgang cat to deal with...Paws were painted deeply with the crimson painted blood of the unknown she-cat, she'd not be missed, no one really knew anyone here. Taking her pads into the mud she washed away the scent..No one would ever be able to tell if it was Alley or not. Tail twitched, and quietly she slunk away, pink nose twitched..Seth...Curouisly the young she-cat stalked towards their direction, noting where the cats were she then turned and stalked away, Now towards the bus, Dully noting that no one seemed to notice that the she-cat..Cheetah? Was it, was pregant, and close to giving birth, but she was so small, and thin, it didn't really show..Turning direction again, her natural kitten curoistiy taking hold, she bounded over to where Seth and the others had dissapeared too. Jumping onto the roof with them, no silence bothered, letting Seth know she was here...But not jumping up in time to catch the lyrics of any of the cats...
It's All over now Scarface Kittens of the woods
Locked down inside ready to kill
PAds shifted and without thinking he followed Seth, His rat tail slinking through the dirt, rubbish, and varouis objects behind him..He walked with a crouch, one that hid the true power hiddden under the furless bod'..Audits were still cligning to his skull, refusing to lift..Angry sparked clearly in one optic, Knownign that Cheetah was so close to the birth of their young, and it was so close for the death of the forest creatures..Weight was shifted on hind legs, before with all his mihgt, Scarface was easily pushed through the air, and for a moment his size was revealed, His large pads, easily taking hold of the rotted roof, and optic flickered down as Seth's lyrics wallowed through empty audits..
Optic locked onto one dog in particular, it's coat the darkest color of ebonite, it's audits flicked back, optics a dull bleeding red. His snout drawn back in a snarl, a look of insane leasure was in it's optics one for the pleasure of killing, but optic was torn from it, as a great sound ripped the air, threatening to take all the deamons from Hell bring them to Earth then burn them, alive..or dead, one might consider it either.A cruel insane laugh ripped from hsi mug, he unlike msot clearly enjoyed the demented sound. BUt as he turned to look for the red-eyed dog, he found it had strangely dissapeared, or had it never been there? Suddenly though skull whipped around, ass optic fell onto the bod' of the little Calico, nusiasance wasn't she..Questioning look was giving to Seth..Before barely earing Ridge, He once more caught sight the red-eyed dog, it shimmered..And was gone again..Optical illusion...
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Post by ♫ E§he ♥ on Sept 10, 2008 20:55:01 GMT -8
Eavesdroppers... ~Seth~ Are the ones who suffer the most. For information, truth, can be quite dangerous indeed.
If you read someone else's diary, you get what you deserve. -David Sedaris
Seth let out a hiss of annoyance as Fiver mounted the roof. He lashed out a paw, attempting to swat her off the roof. It was too late, however. Fiver had glimpsed his "secret weapon". He swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. If Fiver had been meeting with his enemies, like he feared, this information could ruin all he had built. If the Clans found out about the dogs..."Ridge, Scarface," Seth growled drawing his lips over his teeth. "Please escort Fiver into the bus. I believe it is time for her to rest..."
Hoping the horror he felt hadn't been reflected in his vermillion hues, Seth watched coldly as his followers stepped forward to take Fiver away. Whatever happens, I must stop Fiver from going back into the forest. Even if it means ending her life...
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Post by L a m b on Sept 11, 2008 18:30:33 GMT -8
We try to read Fiver but can't between the lines
When you've been labeled a traiotr outcast eavesdropper just because you know what's wrong with the world Why don't you end it
Optics never once landed on what was one the otherside of the fence, never once did she smell them, never once did she hear it. Optics were locked faraway, as relazation came to...Fighting away the kitten hold, grasping at her. His claws ripped her facade once more, sending pads skittering, as she despartley fought to keep from falling, but instead of falling away from whatever Seth did not want her to see, she fell towards it...Scream peairced teh evening air, as her bod' fell from the roof, and was thrown into the pen, with the creatures...But concouis left as she hit the ground...
Scarface hestitated for a moment looking as if he might jump after the young cat, as her bod' fell with a hollow thud to the Earth...But suddenly stopped..
The dog that was there, but really wasn't, had came forward, a blink was giving, it was an ebonite dog with green eyes, it's large mug grabbing the young cat by the paw and sending her flying agintst the chain link fence, at the other end.. Fiver's optics blinked open as bod' smashed againtst the fence, Seeing a jagged eeth grabbing at her, scream was let forth, erupting over loduer then the one before silencing the birds, weight shifted despite the pain, as she desperatly clawed up th efence, feeling another creature grab at her hind leg, threatening to pull her back down.... Match
Until the Day I die I'll spill my heart for you
(Idk what Im gonna do with her..she might die idk)
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Post by ♫ E§he ♥ on Sept 12, 2008 16:58:46 GMT -8
Sometimes... ~Seth~ It happens all over again. But this time, what will I do to stop it?
No one is born evil. Do not hate the murderers or the terrorists. Do not hate the villains or the selfish. Hate the ones who made them that way.
Only moments after Fiver hit the ground was Seth hit with the horror of what he had done. Spasms of panic clenched shut his heart, blocking the blood-flow. The air turned solid as the dogs began to attack. What came next wouldn't be a surprise. He had starved the dogs. They would rip Fiver apart. He threw himself numbly to the side of the roof, watching with stiff limbs as a dog threw Fiver's slender young body like a rag. She looked like a cat made of glass when she landed, so small and delicate. Again came the memories. But this time, there was no blocking them.
By the time Seth realized he had sprung down into the dog's pen, it was far to late. He was in a state of grief and shock. His mind was a room filled with two names, and his legs moved without his command. The dogs turned their beastly heads in his direction, drool dripping from their lips like venom. Fiver jumped for the fence, struggling to climb up the slitting wire, but was only dragged down into the jaws of the dogs. Seth hurtled forward, slamming his skill against the dog's jaw and hearing Fiver's figure fall to the muddy ground like an alabaster statue. He poised himself in front of her, a hiss sliding from his jaws. Black claws planted firmly in the earth, he gazed up into their hungry, merciless eyes.
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