lokuri

((OOC: Thank you, TimeMasterX, because I definately knew I couldn't lead this RP. It is sooo much different from the previous one, which had one major event before settling down. xD Anyways, time for a flashback! Woot! ))

***Dream (Flashback)***

A young woman with eyes like grass frosted over by the chilling force of winter folded her legs behind her and held out her hands. There was a warm aura surrounding her, strengthened from the smile on her pink lips and motherly demeanor. She wore a creamy brown upper piece that just covered her chest and was pulled back by golden strings. Golden beads dangled towards her belly, leaving a bit of revealed skin before a evergreen skirt wrapped itself around her waist, falling to her left ankle and right knee. There was a tan upon her light skin, and her hair was loose, flowing like many rivers in the wind.

"Come to me, my child. Do you want to play a fun game with mommy?"

This request was directed at a little girl, around six years old, with pale skin and dreamy, childish seagreen eyes coated with gray. A finger tug on her lip, as if she were pondering the request, before she nodded her head eagerly. Her two obsidian ponytails trailed behind her, like her long, red dress and brown sash that tied around her waist. These two colors, red and brown, symbollized her power, and made her easy to spot out from the other villagers.

"That's it, Amara. Come to -- no...NO! Amara, run! Run quickly to mommy--"

Amara turned her head, the peaceful air filled with the odor of death. Her mother had stood on her feet by the time she had noticed, yet only took about two steps before she froze in place. Unrelenting shivers raced through Amara's body, and her eyes grew larger as her mother choked and cough vilently, gasping for air. Hot liquid finally exploded from her mouth, her head tilting to reveal the bullet implanted in her neck.

"Put her out of her misery, then kill the child."

Three more shots echoed in the air, zoomed pass Amara, and rushed towards her mother. The first two hit her leg and arm, but the last grazed her heart. Unable to overcome the might of Death, Amara's mother tumbled backwards, a puddle of black blood surrounding her motionless body. That was the last thing she remembered...her mother's frightened expression...the thought of not being able to protect her precious daughter...never being able to hold Amara in her arms one last time before her soul escaped from the pain that overwhelmed her body.

"Mommyyyyyy...!"
***End***

"Don't leave me!"

Cold sweat lined Amara's body, the haunting image of her dead mother playing in her mind for a moment before she realized where she was. A heat wave trickled through Amara's body, especially her neck...her neck! Subconsciously, Amara had dug her nails into her neck to ward off the Knifes that had killed her mother. The warmth that she had felt had been her own blood, which stained her clothes and sections of the sheets. Never-the-less, a power flowed within Amara, ready to be used, and it just so happened that she could hear sirens close by.

Stepping on to the window, Amara noticed a black shadow in the distance, as well as a bit of a commotion. Making sure to be careful, Amara leaped to the ground safely, since the upper floor wasn't that far from the ground. She then started sprinting in the direction of the noise as fast as possible, despite the blurriness of her vision. Of course, the shapes Amara had spotted were father than she expected, so by the time she got there, her body could barely keep up with the constant running. Fortunately, the sight of Knifes fueled Amara with anger, and the pain she was feeling numbed.

"Eh...Charlie is the one being captured? Well, this could be payback for feeding me!"

Spreading her arms out in front of her and closing her eyes, Amara imagined fire and earth merging as one. She knew that an extremely powerful attack would be a toll on her body, but acting reckless didn't bother her. Besides, Amara was sure others were on their way. So, she continued the process until the vision of numerous, flaming orbs shooting down on the target came into her mind. When Amara opened her eyes, a swirling mass hovered over the van. Making sure to measure the space where Charlie occupied, Amara summoned the meteor shower and used all the blood she loss as a sacrifice. Then, she blacked out.

((OOC: That better have done something, because my character will be unconscious for a few days now. >:l ))

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