by Msskanira » Thu May 10, 2012 11:27 am
The second her partially unsheathed claw brushed the King's skull, the lights dimmed until they faded completely, leaving her in darkness. Zukun looked around, waiting for something to happen.
[size=85]Then, rather suddenly, color and image bloomed before her eyes. Everything, for a moment, was crystal-clear. The cut-off hill was defined beautifully, the various creatures and plants were beautifully arrayed as if this was a portrait. But then, something happened. The vision dimmed, the defined edges blurred until it was like looking through someone else's glasses at murky, brackish water. The animals disappeared, replaced by the blurry, dark shapes that were writhing around. Nothing was distinct, it was even worse than one of her own visions.
The gray beasts fought as if in slow-motion, each blow and drop of blood taking a million eons to complete, to fall, to hit their targets- earth or Cainid, it mattered not.
There was a creature of the darkest, most frightening black metal she had ever seen, fighting a lighter gray beast. It's pelt was blacker than a starless and moonless night, and it seemed to move too fast for reality in the slow-motion world. Then, quite suddenly, it turned away from it's now-dead assailant. Towards Zukun it looked, and her breath caught. It's eyes were of the darkest red, redder than blood, and this disturbed her, in a world devoid of color, these twin pinpricks of crimson. It looked at her, deep into her soul it seemed, dredging up unwanted memories of hate, of anger, of pain. It's lips pulled back in a fiendish snarl, and suddenly she was no longer hovering above everything, she was suddenly there in the crowd, and the beast loomed over her, it's fangs glistening, its red eyes mocking everything about her.
It opened it's jaws, and then it was gone.
Zukun fell back, her eyes wide. She had seen something, actually something longer than a three-second interval. It had lasted almost a minute, the entire ordeal, and quite possibly was the best Vision she had ever had. But it had not been the exact same as King Solstice's... something was different about it, she could tell. But what? Had Bloodstone been in the vision? She couldn't tell. Then what was it, exactly? Had something else changed because of another factor? What was it?
"I...think...I...saw...what...you mean," Zukun managed out. "That was...quite interesting..." Her voice was strangled and high, unnatural.
"But I believe something changed from your vision and mine. I can't tell what it is, though, perhaps something else...some other unforeseeable factor- perhaps you're right, you can change it, if you wish..."
