The Beating

       Dawn was cuddled up in a deep elven reverie in the Tower Colby, her special room up in the second floor… The silk sheets were pulled tightly around her form, her mother Emrys was sitting on the edge of the bed speaking with Derekia, Dawns Bonded cat.

        "What happened to my cub, Cat?" Emrys said.

       Derekia looked to Emrys with her innocent green eyes then cuddled up on her pillow over looking Dawn. "She was beaten High Priestess" the cat replied into Emrys mind.

        "I know you can speak allowed cat, now do so. How was she beaten?" Emrys moved closer to Dawn pulling a warm blanket over her to cover her pale and cold body.

        "A man had taken her to fight, broke her ribs and harmed her of her innocence." Derkia said before quickly following, "I was not there, I was in the Tower when it happened.." she looked down as her words trailed off.

       Emrys face quickly showed anger, her only child harmed and she was not there to save her.. Emrys spoke again, her voice hinted at a touch of anger. "who was this man? What did he look like?"

       Derekia cuddled up into a small ball on the pillow, placing her nose against Dawn's neck.. "I was not there, I did not see him, I know of no name. I also know, Dawn had no clue who it was."

       The weight on the bed shifted when Emrys stood up and walked over to the fireplace. Her voice was calm as she said, "he will pay with eternity of pain".. Derekia leaned back with a fear in her eyes knowing what that meant, and wanting to see it happen. The old Nerco Elf (Emrys) moved her small hands towards some of the cut up logs by the side of the place, and through them in..

       Dawn's still body remained beaten and on the bed, the breath of the Goddess Carey flowed through the room answering the unspoken call of the High Priestess. The fire within the place turned black, into the higher stage of the Breath of Carey. A touch of death spread through the room, while Emrys quickly looked to her child to make sure she was alive.

       Derekia looked from her mom, to Emrys with a deep emotion gaze. "I can feel her live and her small faint breath, I can feel her pain and I will avenge this, My High Priestess."

       Emrys moved with her grace over towards the bed again, her emotions flaring and the only sign of this was the Blood of Carey that poured down her body, blending with her long black silk robes. The Glyphs of Carey around the bottom of the robes flared with the Breath of Carey, the only heat besides the fireplace within the Room. Dawn's body remained still as her mom placed her hand to her cheek, a shiver went through Emrys' hand as the freezing touch of Dawn's skin was felt.

The Call

       Emrys walked from the room and closed the heavy door behind her with her right hand. She walked down the long steps towards the main floor, small tears flowed down her face, the first and only sign of weakness Emrys has ever done. She walked into the center of the Mark, and went on a soul call, to speak with her Sister, Gitta.

       Blood of Carey started to rain down from the roof of the Tower, down on her and the desk in which Dawn wrote the last note to her. The white page slowly stains as Emrys watches it. The feeling of Dawn's joy and wonderment when she and her Derekia found the box and brought it to her personal den, washes away as she thinks of the pain her child is going through now.

       Her body grew with an inner heat as she felt her mind slowly rise from her body, the glow of her Ring of Colby and Carey burns with the heat of her call, and guides her to Gitta. She moves within the air, her eyes scan the land and the marks as she moves towards the Blagdon Den with the quickest speed she can use, the power of the call.

       Her senses ken as she looks to the dead plants, and the large rocks which slowly form into mountains. A strong wave of power knocks her back some as she feels the change in the land the Demoness naturally makes. She moves on quicker as she moves towards the Den, easily she finds it since she knows where it is and the like, even though any other would pass it by.

       Her form slowly appears within the center, as if she was a ghost. The preggy Morning lays in the corner, ready fer birthing, as she looks to Gitta. A strong wave of feelings flows from her towards the others, before she sends a mind message, "My Dawn is in need of help.."

       Gitta perked up as she looked from her grandchild to Emrys form that wavered from sight as Emrys came back to senses laying on the floor in Tower Colby.

The Next Day

       The hours passed, Dawn's body racked with pain.. The Demoness Queen of the Blagdons, moved within the sky with ease and landed down before the front of the Tower. Without a word or a call to the Towered The doors bent open feeling the pain and need of no waisted time.

       Claws tapped along the stone floor, as her over 8 foot frame moved in, large massive over 35 foot wings folded down around her to keep from getting caught on the door. Quickly searches fer the souls within the Tower, noting 3 souls in the second floor.

       Quick fluid steps brought her up the stairs and into Dawn's room. Red blazing eyes stoped on the 3 who rest on the Bed..

       Emrys says nothing and just opens her mind fer Gitta to learn the past events of what she knows, so there is no need to speak. Gitta feels this and scans through Emrys mind as she moves closer to the bed. Closes her taloned hand around the blanket and sheets over Dawn, pulls them back to look at her frail form.

       A sharpe growl moves off of her lips when she looks to the broken ribs and the dagger wounds.. Without any words she lifts her niece up and into her arms.. With Dawn cradle to Gitta she attempted to move into her mind to attempt to wake her up..

       Dawn's mind filled with nothing but darkness and fear fer the very first time angered Gitta beyond any relief. After several hours of Gitta gently stroking Dawn's mind, she awoken.. Her body remained as it was, fer the pain is a blessing to Carey, and it would be a sin fer a healing.

The Tavern

       The pain only grew as the days past… Dawn moved to go within an unknown Tavern, to afraid to be around the others of her family. Mentally she was slowly losing it, a child within her belly by a man she does not know, and her love nowhere close by.

       Dawn feel onto her knees within the Tavern, unable to stand. Her body was naked since the Blood of Carey was continuously flowing from her body to eat away her clothes. She folded her black featherd wings around her body as a man walked over and kneelt by her. He placed a coat over her form then lifted her into his arms.

       The man moved over towards a table and layed her down on it gently. Tears flowed from her eyes as she stayed by her, trying to figure out what was wrong. The fear of herself spread through her mind… her thoughts cried out, "I am to weak, I don't deserve to be the High Priestess, I cant defend mtself, how can I defend my clan, my child"

       Derekia tried to send calming messages to Dawn to help her as Derekia left the Tower to find her bond.

Teon

       The man left Dawn's side as another seemed to watch her.. She rose to sit up feeling the touch of Derekia on her mind, a feeling of love from her.. Dawn placed her hand on the hilt of Teon, The Sword of Carey and pulled it from its sheath. Her thumb rubed against the soul stealing gem within as she layed the sword across her lap.. She tilted the blade at an angle towards her thighs to make a deep cut within herself, as she Remembered the time with Gitta.

       Her mind slowly wondered fer a bit, "Gitta, my aunt. The one who taught me how to use this blade… The pain when the blade first ripped into her flesh, blood, Carey…. Unworthiness to the Clan…" As Dawn came back to self awarness, she had the swords blade into her thighs, her blood poured form her legs into the blade, blending with the blade..

       She raised her hand off of the blade and placed it gently on her belly. "This blade will be yers when I am gone" she said as she rubbed her belly.

       A man who was walking out heard her words as she cried and moved over towards her… They spoke fer a little bit but that ended…

The Sister's Birth

       Durring the night, an odd feeling moved through her body as she felt the pain of another Colby member. Unknown to what this was she curled up in an unknown bush to weak to move.. The pain sang on as her sister Morning was going through her labor.

       Hours on in, the pain sang, to weakened to do anything but stay and wait.. Derekia came and cuddled up on Dawn's chest trying to send more calm messages..

       A sharp shiver went though her body as she felt the soul of a new Colby… Her pink lips moved as she screamed "MORNING".. her body tensed as she placed a hand on Derekia, and the other on the ground moving to stand.. Tears fell down her eyes, as she thought, "I even failed my Sister on her time of greatest need… Ifailed in the Ceremony of Birth.." she thought as she spread her black wings out with an unknown strength. Quickly Dawn flew off to the Den with Derekia in her hands cradled close to her heart…

The Healing

       Dawn and Derekia landed outside of the Den, then Dawn ran into the den looking fer Morning. Her eyes stopped on the unconscious Morning with the cub cuddled close to her. "My Carey what have I done to displease you so much" Dawn said as she moved to Morning's side..

       Derekia jumped from Dawn's hand and landed on the rock over looking the 3 on the floor.. Dawn placed her hands around morning, pulling the one person she knows would live with her fer her whole life close to her heart… Derekia went to praying to Carey to release the two souls she had in her Gem collar..

       Dawn rocked back and forth with Morning in her lap, she picked up some clothes that were layed on the side of Morning and held them down to Morning, to try and stop her bleeding.. Weakly Dawn went inside of herself, to that part Sarlic had taught her on pregnancy and healing… Her cold hands cradled the panther in her arms, Derekia's claws glew brighter as she released the souls of the two dragons into Morning and her Son…

       Dawn's body tensed with inner pain as she kissed Morning's forehead.. Her lips moved into a song to carey, a Song of Pain… she opened her body up to drain the pain form Morning into herself.. The pain of Morning flowed easily into her, Dawn's pink eyes faded to Red and then black as the Blood of Carey poured from her eyes..

       As the time went on, she lifted Morning up with the cub on Morning's belly over towards a clean bed in the back of the Den.. Lightly she placed her sister on the bed with the cub to her side.. Dawn moved her right hand over the Son's forehead and traced out the Mark of Carey as she said the first blessings of Carey..

Days have Passed

       Dawn went off into her private Den, to hide her pregnancy since she would know her love would never take her with this, and more fearfully of her mother since her child would not be of pure blood..

       Days went on her ribs healed as her belly grew… The only company she kept was her Derekia, the pain bound between them helped Dawn as she slowly recovered.. Her body was frail as the Child grew within her…

Derekia

       Derekia left the Den, since Dawn was growing tired and bored, unable to leave herself she could see the things through her Bond's eyes.. Derekia played in the Woods, Forests, trying to Calm Dawn with new sight.. During this time Derekia made a friend with a doggy, a male Fox in which she came to trust, the first other being besides Dawn..

       On her last days out in the Tavern, her belly was bleeding blood.. This blood was not from any wound Derekia had, but from Dawn's wound..

       Derekia layed on a table with the doggy as she tries to clean her own wound, knowing Dawn was going to die she left to die with Dawn, since her life depended on Dawn.

The Blessings

       Derekia was laying on the bed next to Dawn, the pain moved within her body as the child within Dawn screamed to come out..

       After more than a few hours Dawn gave birth to a girl, and the labor was not done then, she had a second girl a half hour latter… Tired as she was, she cleaned the two elven girls she healed and placed them within the Alter of Carey.. She said a soft prayer to Carey as she picked up her Teon and rested it on the alter, to weak to lift it on her own… She moved her two arms along the blade, slicing deep into her arms…

       Her body feel against the alter as she raised her hands over the two girls, her blood flew from her body down on the Girls giving them their blessing.. Dawn's red blood turned black as Carey's Blood started to flow from her wounds instead.. She leaned down and kissed the girls both on their foreheads before she steped back to pick up Derekia..

       She held her within her hands as she landed on her rear, her body filled with to much pain to stand on its own… "I love you" was all she could say to her bond as she cradled her to her chest.. Derekia's only answer was, "you must go and do what is right fer you, I will be happy to know I go with you than lose you like this"

       She watched as Derekia leaped from her hands and unto the alter by the two girls..

The Last Day

       Dawn layed on the ground fer a while, before her mind gave in on itself.. She said her last prayer to Carey fer the safety of Morning, Emrys, Gitta, her two girls, Derekia and her love she never stopped loving. Her body tensed with pain as her wings changed to a light white… the ground moved as she had a calling to move outside of the Den..

       She crawled out of her den and layed on the ground looking up to the black clouds.. The sky changed quickly as her Goddess sight moved down to look on her child.. The Black clouds turned grey, as the Mark of Carey formed within the center…

       The blood of Carey started to pour down on the ground, soaking and cleaning Dawn and the earth… A Red ray moved from the center of the cloud down to focus on Dawn… A new energy of power moved through her body as she went to stand before her Goddess…

       A slight pain within her heart moved as she knew when she died, Derekia would die.. A soft word was spoken from her Goddess into her ears… "come" echoed within her mind as she spread out her wings and took flight towards the cloud..

Derekia and the Girls

       The small cute cat stayed cuddled up next to the two girls who sleept all calm within Dawn's Den…

The Girls...