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The Gods Hate Us; Celeste's Death
Topic Started: Nov 25 2010, 11:57 PM (3,278 Views)
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((New ownership of Meredith Hemmings. Haaayy~~ Apologies if my first post sucks, still trying to get the hang of her.))

Meredith Hemmings watched with empty eyes as Kayla ditched, slipping into the darkness and completely disappearing. The blackness of Hades completely enveloped her, and Meredith was almost certain that Kayla was gone forever... dead by hands of demons or something of the sort. Hades really was an interesting place. Regardless, Kayla was of no interest to her anymore. Meredith struck her deal, and if Kayla decided to get the hell away from her, that was her problem.

Please, just TRY to cry for Meredith and Celeste. Meredith decided that she wouldn't even bat a single lash. She would turn away and mind her own business. Lend a deaf ear, ignore her tortured pleas, maybe even feel joy. JOY that Kayla decided to go get herself killed while Meredith had all the plans, all the right moves, everything. She was like a savior.. Yes, a savior, but not quite. Alas, she could not consider herself such. She was only saving Celeste because she needed sustenance, and she could not quell the beast without sustenance for her own soul.

Meredith finally spoke, her slow and calculating voice ripping through the darkness like a knife through butter. "We cannot go after Kayla... She has made her final choice." She glanced over at Celeste, her eyes trying to adjust to the utter darkness. "But you haven't left my side, so our deal still stands." Celeste even mentioned the deal still standing! So things really were looking up... She wasn't being pushed against mirrors or threatened or forced to save her clothing after some bitch kicked them into the river... No, she was actually getting along with a human who needed her help. A companion? However unlikely, Meredith would have to consider Celeste a companion for now.

"Companion? Sounds like a dog.. Maybe a better word is in order..." But no matter how hard Meredith thought, no matter how many goth terms her brain rifled through, she could think of nothing else. Celeste was, ultimately, her travel-buddy (double cringe at the word buddy!), but that was only until the two were back into the over-encompassing rays of the sun. Then, Meredith would devour her payment and leave. She didn't need Celeste following her for much longer... It would only be a matter of time until that girl realized what Meredith really was. Freak and goth were obvious terms, but she was also a monster -- a monster ready to strike at any given moment. ...Maybe not now, but it would happen. The Beast would demand sacrifices soon, it was sure to happen.

"Yes, please follow me. Hades is a dreadful place, so don't loosen your clutches from my cloak. I know the way out like the back of my hand, so it shan't take me too long to find the exit back to civilization... Or should I say un-civilization?" She offered something of a smirk and began to walk through the darkness, her flashlight like an orb floating this way and that. As she walked, her right hand skimmed across the smooth walls of the tunnel.

Meredith and Celeste seemed to walk for ages, and it was becoming more and more clear that she didn't know the way out, and all of her talk was just complete and utter bullshit. Of course she didn't know the way out! Who did? But alas, Meredith believed that, with a bit of trial and error, she would find the way out. Her soul was crying out, the voice of herself echoing off the walls and communicating to her inner-self! She could FEEL the location becoming closer and closer... any second the light would fill her eyes and the sun would warm her cold skin, and-

No. Just more darkness, causing her eyes to feel weary and tired. But she didn't speak, choosing to keep her voice silent, lest the demons of Hades come to prey upon her.

More time passed, ultimately causing Meredith to wonder if any of this was really happening at all. Was she really walking through this tunnel, followed by some chick who needed her help? How long had she been walking? Why were the tunnels not leading to someplace that wasn't here? She wanted to be there, not here. It was all becoming terribly irritating, and she was becoming well-aware of an ache in her legs. Time to stop to rest for a spell.

Meredith stopped and rested against the nearest wall, her eyes straining for the tiniest bit of light ahead. She could have sworn that she saw small pin-prickles of light, but she could have been imagining it, hopeful for something to alleviate the overwhelming darkness that was taking over her corneas. She looked over at Celeste through the dull light of her flashlight and said, "The exit is just ahead. See the light ahead?" she asked, although there was no apparent lightning. "Once we're past this area, we will be outside amongst the other monsters... Far away from this Hades. Before we plunge ourselves into that decaying madness, might I ask for my payment now? It may be the only chance I have to sit and rest..."

She looked up at Celeste with slightly pleading eyes, her teeth tugging precariously at her bottom lip.
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Meredith leaned against the wall, slowly letting herself slide to the floor. She stretched out her legs and placed the flashlight on its bottom, allowing the light to fan out across the damp tunnel walls. She honestly wanted to shut her eyes and rest, sleep, maybe even dream... Dreaming would be a reprieve from this reality she was facing now. She could dream of pleasant things or think back on the things that she used to enjoy, but no matter how she thought of it, dreams just didn't seem possible. Dreams didn't seem likely or apparent because this reality was so harsh and BAM! in your face! It would be hard to submerge herself into another reality, for she hadn't lost all of her marbles just yet. She still had a good chunk of her sanity left, more than she could say about her other classmates...

How pitiful. Meredith had never thought very highly of her classmates, but were they seriously dumb enough to play The Beast's games? Then again, if Meredith found herself in a position to kill, she would be adhering to The Beast as well... Maybe it wasn't as black and white as she thought it was.

Shaking her head, she came to the conclusion that she couldn't rest or sleep until it the time was right. Maybe the time would never be right and maybe sleep would never fall upon her weak body, but the time clearly wasn't right now. For example, she'd never be able to sleep while in the presence of another person. Call her paranoid, but that person could snuff her life out early without Meredith even being aware of it! That just wasn't cool. There would be no way to cause her killer guilt in her last moments of life if she was catching z's...

Celeste didn't argue or try to convince Meredith to reach the exit first before receiving her payment. She was probably just as tired as Meredith and probably a bit weary as well. She held out the loaf of bread and the water bottle, shaking it enticingly, and Meredith became aware that her throat was very dry... She managed the smallest of smiles and slowly took the bottle, unscrewing the top and taking a very small sip. It was enough to quench her thirst. She didn't want to take anymore. And, as for the bread? She took the loaf and tore it into two pieces, only taking half. She returned the other piece to Celeste, giving her an unreadable look. A small sip of water and half of Celeste's bread? It wasn't what was agreed upon, but Meredith didn't want to deprive Celeste of all she had... It was probably Meredith's own fault that she didn't have much of her own rations.

She stuffed the half of bread into one of her cloak pockets and stood up, flashlight in hand. She was hungry, but she didn't want to eat now. Not with Celeste standing overhead, a disappointed look applied to her face. She was expecting Meredith to lead her out of this god forsaken place, and she hadn't done that yet. She didn't deserve anything, let alone payment... Meredith would eat once her job was done, and her job was to lead Celeste out of Hades.

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It was several minutes later, and the pair were out in the sunlight of the island. The light burned Meredith's eyes, and she was sure that her snow-white skin was screaming in agony. Her delicate complexion couldn't handle the burning cancer rays that were raging against her body. She almost wished she were back in the tunnel, but she figured there were worse things out there than a sunburn or a tan...

Turning to Celeste, Meredith found herself wordless for a few moments. She wanted to babble and enthuse over finding the exit. She was positive that she almost wouldn't find it! Who knew the tunnels would be such a friggin' maze? But that would just reveal that Meredith honestly had no idea where she was going, and that would probably breech some kind of agreement in the deal. So Meredith kept her mouth shut until she finally agreed upon some generic comment.

"We are finally out. Hades kept the exit hidden from view until our souls agreed to not give in to the demand's of The Beast. That's why it took so long for me to find our way out." She offered a small smirk and pulled out her notebook from a pocket in her cloak. "Now that we're out, will you write in the Book of Life? Once you do, you may go your own way. I don't want to keep you, I'm sure you have other missions to carry out..."
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Celeste seemed very happy to be out in the sunlight, and, honestly, Meredith was happy too. Hades was so dark and dim, and as much as she enjoyed dark places, the tunnels were just a bit too dark for her. This beautiful island was such a raging battlefield of death and destruction, and it was baffling that she would rather idle her time out here than in the depths of Hades with its winding, twisting paths.

Aside from being happy that she was outside, Meredith was also very pleased with Celeste complying to call her Pandora. Almost no one had treated her with such a degree of kindness! Perhaps she should, well, ask if the other girl would accompany her? She seemed nice. Would they make a likely team? Could they protect each other and travel together, upping their chances of survival? Meredith was never one to hang around barely anyone, but maybe now was the chance?

She watched as Celeste smeared her name in the Book of Life. That wasn't exactly what Meredith had been expecting... She was expecting a whole letter to her loved ones! That was the point of the whole book, but Celeste hadn't even asked for ink. Meredith did possess a pen, after all. Before Meredith could whip out her pen, Celeste was onto the next subject and...

What was this weird feeling in her chest? The tightening of the heart, the slightly pained feeling that could only be described as "sinking"? Ah, yes. Disappointment. Celeste's words were obviously laced with finality. She wanted to be far away from the dear Pandora Black, off to be with her boyfriend.. At least she thanked Meredith, right? Right? She surprised herself by merely muttering an, "O-Oh... Oh. O-Okay... I hope you f-find him. Yes."

She watched as Celeste walked away, but before the other girl got too far, she turned around and tossed a water bottle at Meredith. Meredith hadn't been expecting the throw, so the bottle slapped her on the arm and fell to the ground. She didn't bother to pick it up, her face still holding this "deer-in-the-headlights" look.

And then she was gone. Gone. Far away from Pandora Black.

What the hell? If the tunnels become a danger zone, get out? Did Celeste really think Meredith would just stand around in front of the tunnels, idling her time?! She had important things to do too! She had places to go and people to see! Like... her friend Jessica! She'd really like to see her again before, well, they all died. Or was that girl even alive? Meredith tried to remember, but her mind failed her. Ah, well. That didn't change the facts that Meredith had things to do! A duty to upheld!

"You're kinda awesome."

Pft, yeah fucking right. Sure. She only said that because she didn't want Meredith to chase after her with her staff-thingy and beat her to death... Oh, whatever. Meredith didn't want to travel with Celeste anyway!

And, as it presently stood, Meredith was still very much alone. And probably always would be.

((Meredith Hemmings continued in Aching Chest and Blurry Sight))
Edited by ZombiexCreame, Mar 22 2011, 11:07 PM.
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