A.shadow.at.your.side(Fireice)

[~All I Need]

ShadowClan Kit/Medicine Cat Apprentice[/size]

.telling me to go.
.but hands beg me to stay.
.your lips say that you love.
.your eyes say that you hate.
.theres truth in your lies.
.doubt in your faith.
.what you build you lay to waste.[/color]

Still I hear you say that you want to end your life...
Magmakit could feel the pain he was causing Scorpion, the disorientation. But he had to deal with Cavernkit before he could comfort his love. His precious one... The tom didn't want to think of a world without her. How had he survived this long without the taste of beautiful sin?
"Man...you are one messed up cat."

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A small smile flickered at the edges of Magmakit's lips. Scorpion was one brave cat to stand up to his freaky brother like that. But something about Cavern unnerved the orange tom so. Why was he acting like someone who seriously had no sanity? And who was The Hate?
"Leave, Cavernkit. And never return to hurt my beloved. If you are to lay one claw on her heavenly self, I will personally rip your heart out and feed it to the devil. Got that? Blood means nothing to me now. Kin or no kin. I will hunt you down and make you regret everything."
Magmakit watched his brother go without a sound. I will have to kill him, eventually... He turned back to his mate and stared into her vivid eyes.
"Are you okay, my beloved?"[/color] he whispered seriously. But then his voice took on a joking, laughing manner. "Did meeting my messed up family make you decide that I'm not that worth it?"[/color][/left][/size]

.theres truth in your lies.
.doubt in your faith.
.all ive gots what you didnt take.
.so i, i wont be the one.
.be the one to leave this.
.in pieces.[/color]


{{Lyrics from In Pieces by Linkin Park}}[/size]

[Burningwing]

S C O R P I O N

"Are you okay, my beloved?" "Did meeting my messed up family make you decide that I'm not that worth it?"

Scorpion looked up from the frigid gaze she had fixed on the retreating shape of Cavernkit. Her lips still held traces of a snarl, and her light tan fur was prickled uncomfortably in places. But she pushed away her anger and smiled briefly at Magmakit, just enough to show a confident glint of her long white fangs. She couldn't even remember what time it was now, and the pale grey glow of the sky didn't help her determine wether it was dawn or dusk. Her mind had been scattered by the fight, and only now was it starting to come back together again, jagged pieces gradually snapping into place.She took in Magmakit's voice hungrily, happy tnot o hear the hate that had been in his voice as he faced his brother.

" I'm fine Magma..." She let the 'kit' part fall off the end of her mates name, it sounded much better in her opinion, nothing degrading about just 'Magma'. Magmakit wasn't a kit after all, right? " Actually, meeting your brother made me...well, feel even luckier to have you." Scorpion's blood red eyes flickered as she looked down at her face mirrored in a puddle of water. " I used to be like that..." She murmured, not quite addressing Magma as the words rolled over her tongue. But she shook her head firmly, and continued to speak.

" Well, seeing your brother, that ensures me that you're unique from your kin." She glowed joyfully, all negative tone gone from her voice. Somehow, she didn't fell quite comfortable to press against Magma at the moment, but instead ran her tail over his spine, laying down any fur displaced by the fight.

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[~All I Need]

ShadowClan Kit/Medicine Cat Apprentice[/size]

.telling me to go.
.but hands beg me to stay.
.your lips say that you love.
.your eyes say that you hate.
.theres truth in your lies.
.doubt in your faith.
.what you build you lay to waste.[/color]

Oh sweet, beautiful sin... Let me taste it once more... Just to sate my thirst for love, Magmakit thought sullenly. What was it about Scorpion the made him love her to the ends of the earth? Her beauty? Her angelic prescence? Everything about her was poison and an antidote to him. All in one. She killed and yet she healed. Loving hate and hating love.
Magmakit noticed that Scorpion left the 'kit' part of his name left to hang into oblivion. Though it unnerved him greatly, the tom couldn't help but feel pleased at his name. Magma... It burned and was respected. But kit would be looked upon. If he were to control StarClan, he had to have a name that was fearful and frightening. Magma! How it boiled and writhed! It was like his love for Scorpion, hating and loving. He was now Magma!
" I'm fine Magma... Actually, meeting your brother made me... Well, feel even luckier to have you. I used to be like that... Well, seeing your brother, that ensures me that you're unique from your kin."

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Magma felt even more blessed to have a love such as Scorpion. Her voice was like a melody created by gold and pearl harps in his ears and looking into her eyes was like seeing the most precious, polished diamond in the universe. But Scorpion was all that and more, much more. She was his universe and she was his life. Nothing would separate him from her and severe their love... Not Cavernkit, that was for sure. But her words frightened him. How had his mate been a monster such as Cavernkit from before? Was Skull so influencing on his beloved that he had poisoned Scorpion's mind? What kind of sick, twisted being would do such a horrific thing to such a beautiful, mesmerizing creature.
Her touch made Magma purr deep inside. He loved her, there was no doubt about that. What would Fireice think, though? She hated Skull and Bloodlust because they were the reason behind her losing her sight... Would Fireice attempt to take Scorpion into her cold, barren grave? Magma knew it wouldn't be just for his safety, but for his mother's revenge. Would he lift a claw and fight with tooth to keep his love safe? There was no doubt about it.
"Nothing could make me feel more blessed to have you, my Scorpion. You know why? Because I feel like the most unbreakable tom to ever walk this barren earth. All because of you. You've changed me within moments in our short lives and you have made me see a light in the cavern's darkness..."[/color] A frown tugged at the corners of his mouth. He hadn't meant to say cavern... Did that prove a symbolism to his brother's madness? However, it didn't need to stay in Magma's mind. His brother meant nothing to him. He wished to kill Scorpion. Anyone who dared to do so was to die themselves.
"My sister, Dawnkit, is actually a very sweet-tempered one. She would like you very much, you will have to meet her someday. My mother, Fireice, is dead. But she was one of the most bravest and fiercest queens to ever walk this earth... Cavernkit has a lot of our mother's strength in him... It's a shame it's all put to waste with anger and jealousy... But my father, Tanshadow, is a very loyal Clan warrior. I don't suggest you meeting him. The only one's to know about this are you, me, Dawnkit, and anyone else you wish to know. I love you, Scorpion, and I dont' want our beauty to fall apart becuase of a family feud. Nothing means more to me than you. You know this...right?"[/color][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

.theres truth in your lies.
.doubt in your faith.
.all ive gots what you didnt take.
.so i, i wont be the one.
.be the one to leave this.
.in pieces.


{{Lyrics from In Pieces by Linkin Park}}[/size]

[Burningwing]

SCORPION

"My sister, Dawnkit, is actually a very sweet-tempered one. She would like you very much, you will have to meet her someday. My mother, Fireice, is dead. But she was one of the most bravest and fiercest queens to ever walk this earth... Cavernkit has a lot of our mother's strength in him... It's a shame it's all put to waste with anger and jealousy... But my father, Tanshadow, is a very loyal Clan warrior. I don't suggest you meeting him. The only one's to know about this are you, me, Dawnkit, and anyone else you wish to know. I love you, Scorpion, and I dont' want our beauty to fall apart becuase of a family feud. Nothing means more to me than you. You know this...right?"

Scorpion stared ahead, not saying anything for a moment. Her thoughts were spinning with images of her father, sitting tall, her blue eyes cold as he told her and her brother of how their mother died kitting them. They learned about their sister, Shysoul, who had been taken along by Fallen, a friend of Sorrowheart's. Scorpion could still remember her brother, Lyric, staring up in awe as Skull told them the details of how their mother looked, acted. Scorpion had acted differently, she would glare malicefully, and act as though none of those things mattered to her. Acting as though no part of that mattered. She would just sit and polish the adder fang inbedded in her tail tip, admiring its pearly glow. But inside, every detail was stabbing her heart, making her ache about the mother she had never known.

Suddenly, Scorpion snapped back to reality, shaking as she recalled the conversation that had taken place between her father, her broither and her moons ago. She looked up to Magma's face for reassurance, comforted by the irrevocable love she saw radiating from his amber gaze. Finally, she spoke, her voice steady, even. " I know Magma. Luckily, i'm sure my father won't seek me out, and i know my mother most certainly will not." Her tone turned bitter at the end, like she had bitten into mouse bile. A question bubbled in her mind, and she quickly let it out. " But, where will I stay? My father has eyes over all of the loner terras around here, and how could I stay undetected in Shadowclan territory?" Scorpion could feel the answer burning into her mind. " Please don't be offended Magma, but I don't think I could ever become a clan cat, well, a decent one at that..."

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[~All I Need]

{{Holding back the secrets}}
{{That could burn it all}}

The ginger tom sat down and stared into the puddle, also. His eyes were like two flaming torches, two radiating beacons in the light. His were comforting, mesmerizing, while Scorpion's were like that of a warning. Something alien and horrible. Though she should have frightened him, her magic was quite opposite to him. He was drawn to her like a moth to a flame.
"I know Magma. Luckily, I'm sure my father won't seek me out, and I know my mother most certainly will not. But, where will I stay? My father has eyes over all of the loner terras around here, and how could I stay undetected in Shadowclan territory? Please don't be offended Magma, but I don't think I could ever become a clan cat, well, a decent one at that..."

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"Don't worry love, you don't have to join ShadowClan..."[/color] I will join the solitary life as a rogue with you soon enough...[/color] he added silently. "I will find you a sanctuary to stay, I promise."[/color]
There was a disturbance in the water and the vision was clearer, like a fog lifting from an alcoholic's mind. Magma's flaming fur was like a glow while her's was like the pearly sands on a beach. The moon hovered in between the tips of their ears, turning them silver. Seeing this, Magma knew that he had to take Scorpion to Fireice. His mother had to meet his mate. Though he would go against Fireice even if she didn't like it, he wanted to try first before rebelling. She was his mother, after all. Dead or not dead.
"We should go to Fireice."[/color] he mewed shortly. Without waiting for a reply, he got up and started walking slowly westward.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

{{I walk a lonely road}}
{{The only one that I have ever known}}

[Burningwing]

"Don't worry love, you don't have to join ShadowClan..." I "I will find you a sanctuary to stay, I promise."

Moonlight stroked Scorpion's fur, turning it a glossy, pearly colour, like grains of polished sand. The moon had a different effect on Magma though, his fur looked like fire, white and hot, orange and silver mixed together in a fusion that awed Scorpion's crimson eyes. It confused her, how could a cat like Magma, good through and through, possibly love a cat like her? She was skinny, looking as fragile as the stem of a martini glass, yet her mind was poisoned, once infected by such a horrible personality there was not doubt that the scar that it had left would be huge and ugly. Yet, he loved her anyways, had defended her against Cavernkit, and spoke to her with such kindness. Such kindness she had never known before.

It was so refreshing, the love, the soft words. It was a heavenly relief from the sharppness and cruelty she had once been exposed to. It was like she had been cut, and that cruelty had gathered in it untill it festered inside her. She had become so accustomed to it that she hadn't noticed the pain. Magma was like her doctor. He had healed to wound, calmed the festering that had been there so long before. And now that he had healed her, she could finally feel what it was like to live without pain, and suddenly she could realize the suffering she had lived through before. It's strange what you can notice about something once you no longer have it.

Scorpion broke from her thoughts to reply to the fiery tom. " Okay Magma. " Her voice shook slightly. He was already walking ahead, and she stood quickly to bound after him. Once striding steadily beside Magma, she allowed herself to ask. " Do you think your mother will...like me?" She stared hopefully at her love, whiskers twitching curiously.

[~All I Need]

{{ I WALK A LONELY ROAD }}
{{ THE ONLY ONE THAT I HAVE EVER KNOWN }}

Magma had always heard the comments, the compliments and other words that never meant a thing to him. He had always heard that it would be hard to pick a mate, for every she-cat in the forest would be practically bowing at his feet. In the months as he was maturing, the young handsome tom felt there was no reason for love when he would be the strongest cat to ever live. But once he met Scorpion, all of that changed. He learned that it would be so much better with just one person beside him. He didn't care about Dawnkit and Cavernkit and Tanshadow anymore. All there was was Scorpion in his eyes.
"Okay Magma. Do you think your mother will...like me?"
The orange tom turned his head to look into Scorpion's red eyes. A smile lit up his face with dry humor. "She won't have a choice with someone as amazing as you."

[/color] But in his mind, his statement meant more than just that. Fireice had no choice whether she liked Scorpion or not because she held no power over Magma.
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[Burningwing]

"She won't have a choice with someone as amazing as you."

Those words. To some talented apprentice from one of the clans, perhaps those words wouldn't mean much. Perhaps that apprentice would be so used to the adoration and praise of others that it became natural, as abundant as the blades of grass underfoot. Perhaps the veneration of others wouldn't appeal as much to that eminent apprentice, who hadn't gone through a lack of attention and love, but to Scorpion, who had hardly accumulated any praises over her life, it ment alot. It made a deep blush grow over her skin, and a wave of deep love for Magma washed over her again, covering her like a high tide, not that this infatuation she was already swimming in wasn't already over her head. Who would ever think someone like her would be loved by one like Magma?

In the darkness which was only broken by the inumberable stars and round moon, Scorpion pressed closer to Magma untill her short tan fur brushed his orange pelt. It was like looking at sand under bright light, or sand veiled by shadows, one bright like fire, the other murky and mysterious. They completed eachother, Magma had the stability that Scorpion had never attained, yet what was there that she had for him? The question was stored away in the back of her mind, and instead she concentrated on the tom beside her, his scent, his appearance, the sound of his breathing, the shudder of his heart palpitating. It calmed her, mollified her, and she leaned deeper into his fur, letting his aroma wreath her until she was dizzy from joy.

"Are we almost there?" She murmured into Magma's beautiful pelt, unable to keep her voice from slurring slightly, drowsyness pressing against her like a sheet. A very heavy sheet...

[~All I Need]

{{ I WALK A LONELY ROAD }}
{{ THE ONLY ONE THAT I HAVE EVER KNOWN }}

"Are we almost there?"

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Magma looked at the only thing that mattered in his life. "We are there. Lay here and fall asleep. Fireice will come."[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

{{ SHE WANTS TO GO HOME }}
{{ BUT NOBODY'S HOME }}

There was a disturbance in her space. In her time. In her purgatory. Fireice stood up, deftly smoothing out of her crouch, pressed to the cold ground. An omnipresent fog swirled around her feet, making it look as if she were an avenging warrior of StarClan. Was that what she really was? Or was she not even of StarClan?
The multicolored she-cat narrowed her gray eyes, scanning the landscape for the disturbance. But there was nothing. It wasn't exactlly a disturbance, but more like a pulse. Like the wrist of another person's being pressed up against yours. The feel of their pulse out of rhythm with yours. But this was fainter, lighter. As if it didn't exist. As if Fireice was just another insane cat that never found the answers. But if you thought about it hard enough, she wasn't that far from it.
The disturbance quickened, but was still barely tangible. Fireice's eyes widened and she sniffed the air, trying to figure out who was here. It felt so familiar, but so different. This disturbance tasted so disgusting, like the prescence of death back in your throat, but it was so delicious and sweet, like love's first kiss. The she-cat tried harder to figure this out, her mind running in circles and sweat breaking out under her fur. Panic took over her as it

quickened, and quickened...
...and quickened...[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[Burningwing]

Scorpion bristled nervously as she settled down on the still damp earth. Her tan fur shifted as she attempted to find a comfortable position. She was tired. Her red eyes continued to droop until they had shut completely. " Okay Magma..." She murmured as her mind finally drifted off to sleep.

[~All I Need]

{ MY SHALLOW HEART'S THE ONLY THING THAT'S BEATING

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{ SOMETIMES I WISH SOMEONE OUT THERE WILL FIND ME }[/center]

This alien world that was Fireice's home always unnerved Magma. The calignous prescence of the fog always pressed his fur to his feverish skin and took away some of the luster to his flame pelt. The tom fought against every fiber in his body to show any fear. He coudn't--wouldn't. A scent of bittersweet blood, tipped with poison--no doubt his beloved Scorpion--made Magma relax. His mother could do nothing to him in this realm that was unmistakably incorporeal; after all, what could a ghost do to one who was still in flesh and bone?
Tasting horror in his mouth but swallowing it, " Fireice! I have brought someone with me! Come from your darkness and see what you fear most! " It was odd how Magma was so disdainful of his own kin; Fireice had done so much to guide him in her afterlife. She's dead. She means nothing to me excluding the fact that she is only furthering the plot of life. Nothing more.

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[Burningwing]

There was nothing in her dreams. Perhaps its was a abyss? A black hole? There was no name for the blackness that was Scorpion's dream. Her mind was at peace, however. For once there was no blood, no gore strewn across the ground, being somehow looking into her own scarlet and seeing the malicious joy of killing reflected there. Her dreams were cleansed.

The voice of Magma awoke her from her brief nap, though she remained still, the rise and fall of her stomach as she breathed in shallowly was the only visible movement. It seemed that Fireice must have arrived, for Magma was speaking out loud. However...the fear in his voice made her fur bristle, and she relished to get up and and stand beside him...but her limbs somehow felt leaden and heavy...she had not yet slipped from the weight of sleep...

((meh, wow i havent posted in awhile x]))

[~All I Need]

M A G M A

I hate it when you say you don't understand...

... I want to be with the energy, not with the enemy.

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Magma stared at his mother cooly, portraying no emotions. The love and happiness of seeing his mother was gagged and slaughtered; fear and dread refused to be seen; hatred was the only one that could be seen in the tom's beautiful eyes.
Fireice stared back with a agonized gaze, her striped face contorted into a mask of pain. Her son didn't love her, and only Dawnkit had met her once. Cavernkit was stuck in hell's clutches. It was almost too much for her to take.
" It's your fault that your kits are slipping away, " hissed Magma. " You shouldn't've fallen in love with a ThunderClan warrior and died. Maybe if you didn't do that you wouldn't have to watch them be poisoned more and more each day as they grow. "
All of the rage that had been building inside of Magma frothed at his lips as he made his mother wince away from his diatribes. A sick, sadistic joy imbued him and he sneered at Fireice, his heavenly face contorted.
Wanting to further Fireice's pain, Magma crouched next to Scorpion, inhaling her scent. She just looked so peaceful in sleep...
" Wake up, my lovely. Fireice wants to meet you, " he whispered lovingly. Glancing at Fireice with triumph in his gaze, Magma wondered if she would do anything to harm Scorpion.

The dead she-cat's heart split into so many frgaments as Magma told his feelings. She did feel guilty about dying; regretting it every day was enough punishment. But never falling in love with Tanshadow and bearing her wonderful, beautiful kits? That was all inevitable.
" Magmakit, I-- "
" I am to be known as Magma, you stupid fallen warrior, " he hissed, still lying protectively next to Scorpion's sleeping form.

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[Agh!! Brain-dead...XP. I almost completely forgot about this thread...]