The Werewolf, Seven
Evangeline lay in the clearing, Virgil’s unconscious form resting against her legs. He just dropped over, without warning, clutching at his head. It had taken a considerable amount of fighting, but finally–and with Ylva’s help–Reyes was convinced it wasn’t Evangeline’s doing. Now they were scouting, trying to figure out if something had tried to attack from afar.
It wasn’t the wisest of moves, leaving the two unguarded, but Evangeline refused to leave. Even when Reyes got angry, she was unmoved. Ylva finally managed to drag him away, leaving the two to the peace and quiet of the forest.
Evangeline knew they had nothing to fear from the outside. There was something inside that plagued Virgil. She’d seen the signs since they had met, right down to him talking aloud to nothing. This seemed different somehow, more violent. Usually he dropped quietly and fell into a sleep.
This time, his eyes were open, his face frozen. His chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, but there was no recognition in his eyes, in his face. He was somewhere else, somewhere very far away.
Something had stopped him from returning after Death had ejected him. It was a violent motion, one that rocked him to his core. He thought he had met his match with Death, but he didn’t know there were others with their share of powers. He was standing on a beach, but not just any beach. Everything was dulled somehow. He could feel the slightest thrum of energy and even it seemed to lack cohesion. What was this place?
A figure stood in the waves, its back to him. Whatever it was, it drew him like a moth to a flame, his feet propelled to move forward despite his frantic attempts to stop.
The slow, meandering pace was almost unbearable. Virgil was forced to watch his body move without any control of his own. He could feel the influence like a warm heat in his head, clutching his brain like fingers, moving his nerve endings like puppet strings tied to a cross.
Whatever this was, it was strong. From Death to this, his poor mind could hardly stand it. How much more until it was over?
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October 30th, 2009 at 4:07 pm
omg what has happened to Valerie? Is she trying to take responsibility for this? Whatever it is. Is that a dream or a vision?
what is it that Eva has done? I cannot imagine her intending destruction. And Death doesn’t seem to be awfully concerned about the fact that she ran off; she’s more concerned about Virgil. Which is interesting.
So he’s not a hero. I’d like to know her definition. He’s determined to do what he thinks is the right thing even if it means self sacrifice. I can’t think of a more powerful definition of hero.
Your shots of the beach and Valerie are some of the most stunning I have ever, ever seen. The world looks bleached of life and color. Astonishing writing, clean and spare, and gorgeous, gorgeous shots!
October 31st, 2009 at 12:07 am
I don’t know if I should be relieved that Valerie has decided to take some of everyone else’s burdens off her shoulders, or be terrified that now some of those secrets are going to be revealed.
And Death knows how to seize a moment, but I guess that Death’s job, to make sure people make the deals it wants them too.
October 31st, 2009 at 8:03 pm
Noooo! Valerie hasn’t just given up has she, not after everything she’s been through? Clever use of the beach by the way, as I remember that Val was usually on the beach in WoS when she had visions/mind meetings – and I still remember the sun breaking into fragments in one of those scenes :)
I hope Virgil really can handle being a complete werewolf, and whatever’s about to kick off ….
All up to date now, and even though it took a while to get around to reading it was more than worth the wait :)
November 1st, 2009 at 2:48 pm
Poor Eva. She just can’t win can she? Without her memories she’s lost, with them she’s feeling equally horrible.
Poor Valerie too. She’s come a long way from that little girl in KiD! That beach was so different to the one where she trained with Sanctus Unus, all stark and dead, /shudder.
I must’ve said this before, but I <3 Death. Crazy, manipulative and redheaded! My type of girl!
November 1st, 2009 at 4:43 pm
Holy crow, Mao.
I think everyone is about to have their very foundations shaken to the core.
And Valerie has become so powerful it’s scary. I wonder though if now that she’s gotten the burden off of her will she live to even see Evangeline again.
November 1st, 2009 at 5:17 pm
:o Holy Cow!
I’m speechless….
It looks like Valerie just decided to start the inevitable…
Whatever is about to happen was supposed to happen sooner or later, we can’t keep a secret forever… but Valerie, was it really the time and the way to do it?
I mean… Poor Evangeline now she is even more confused and lonely than before…
and now That Eva Knows what she is capable of, she can even become more dangerous than before… if she falls in Eckhard hands we all be doom!!!
I don’t know how Christian will react to the fact that Valerie knew Death was Beryl and she didn’t tell him…
I’m afraid of him…he might even go against Sanctus Unus…(LOL Sorry I’m just letting my imagination go wild)
Wonderful shots and incredible writing as always… I’m sooo looking forward to next chapter!!!
November 1st, 2009 at 10:26 pm
I had to read this twice. I feel so bad for Valerie. It seems as if she has been pulled apart thread by thread. And Eva…I hope the full force of her memories will eventually settle and she will be able to accept whatever her role is going to be going forward. I have a feeling this revelation will have far reaching consequences.
I am really looking forward to Virgil now that he has made his decision.
Gah! I am not leaving a very coherent comment. I’m exhausted…
November 2nd, 2009 at 11:08 am
Val! Val found Virgil *bounces*
What what? what?! VAL! *screams* no no no omg omg omg!!
wait okay for one thing … I thought Death didnt want EVangeline to remember.. or maybe just about her connection to the form Death now has .. *boggles* i.am.confused.
oh golly, poor Eva
What does he think Death can do about this? o.O on the other hand … who else would he call?
Ah! So thats his plan eh? Hmm…
holy boop. I got chills Mao!! *squeals and bounces*
Good luck with NaNo. I know you’ll do awesome.
November 2nd, 2009 at 2:23 pm
Late comment, but lots of stuff happening as of late.
Ha. I actually figured it out on the early side that it was Valerie. If she could help restore Eva’s memories, I wonder why she waited. Maybe she wanted to protect her?
Poor Eva. Lashing out is hardly the best thing to do, and running away is even worse. She could be running straight into Eckhard’s arms. I somehow think that with Reyes and Ylva, she could at least get away from him, if not outright fight him. And going to him is the last thing she wants to do.
And Virgil decides to take the leap. Despite the hard-on sarcasm mode, I can imagine that taking that jump for Eva’s sake pleases Death in some way.
November 14th, 2009 at 10:14 am
The relationship between Eva and Virgil is starting to look like you and me against the world, and it’s such a sweet, tender thing at the moment. Your slow development of it has been very effective.
Nice to see Valerie again. Everyone has new burdens and so much more at stake this time around.
I was afraid that in learning her powers Eva had somehow caused the earthquake. Poor girl, to have done that and almost destroyed herself in the process. Too much burden for one so young, but that seems to be the norm in Santus Unus’ world.
I love your world, as you know. It’s so intricate and well woven.
January 8th, 2010 at 11:32 am
*grumble* something happened to my comment, I will have to try again, too bad, it was really quite profound…
I am almost there. This has been, quite the trip. I will admit, I have not read the previous parts before AoL, but I did check out the summaries and characters, so my knowledge of your world may lack something, though, I love that you refer to past events as this story moves along.
Death is like an Eggo waffle, always popping up. And Virgil, a deal with death, not good. I have a bad feeling about this.
Wonderful shots on the beach, Valerie’s pain was wrenching to observe.
And Eva, man. Confusion city.
Hope to be all caught up next week.
Rich, dense world. Great stuff.