Aegis (joining closed!)

[I quit:)]

Jim crossed his arms, looking at Rachel with a deep, angry frown. "Are you kidding me?", he asked, rolling his eyes. Covering himself in shadows, he wore the same Thing he had worn before Rachel made him a princess. "Youuuu will pay for that!", he called, laughing, already starting to tickle Rachel with an evil grin on his face.

Hunter smiled softly. "I am fine. I only cried for about ten minutes AND I only puked once.", she said, seeming to be rather proud of herself, and softly hit Macon's shoulder. "Ohhh tomorrow, we'll make out of you and Dexter's old room a beautiful room for Noah! Paint the walls...and stuff."

[Scripted Away]

"i will pay for the drinks, oh master of brokeness!", Rachel laughed and raced away as fast as she could, to get away from jim's tickling. "but you really looked beautiful, princess Jimmina!" after awhile, she suddenly stopped with a weird gut feeling. "i have a feeling somethig is not as it should be...", she mumbled to herself.

Macraised and eyebrow and hugged her tightly. "yo should have let me do that.", he mumbled softly. with a smirk appearig on h9is face, he ruffled her hair, looking around. "we still have to do quite a bit here, but...yeah. i thought you'd maybe like this house. our bedroom has a beautiful little balcony, with stairs down to the terace...aaand there's a treehouse in the garden."

[I quit:)]

Jim raced after her, and almost crashed into her as she suddenly stopped. "What's wrong?", he asked, looking around. Was it only him, or did he feel as if somebody was watching? Nah, probably not.
>>Princess Jimmina...I'll probably never get rid of that Name again.<<

Hunter shook her head. "I promised: Always make sure Macon is fine before you start worrying about yourself. And you were definitely not fine while cleaning the kitchen. Sooo I gave you time to...feel better again, while I did your Job.", she said, smiling softly and then frowned. "DOOOOON'T ruffle my hair!" Giggling, she grabbed his Hand, softly dragging him with her. "I always wanted a house where there's still a lot of work to do! Soo I am happy about that.", she said, winked, and continued, "I love treehouses!"

[Scripted Away]

"i feel weird...", Rachel mumbled frowning. "watched. but i don't see anyone or anythi..."
that was a rather weird sound coming closer....and closer...
"what the hell is that sound?! hey, Jimmina, do you hear that?"

Mac smiled softly, following her. "you're just so sweet", he chuckled. "i was just bleeding, that's nothing. i'm basically bleeding every week. you know me." he winked, picked her up and carried her outside. "like back then in the corridor, hm? but this time, it really is a doorsill." he looked at the garden for a moment, hunter still in his arms, and sighed happily. "finally, a house only for us. over there, that's the treehouse. mom and i built it when i was, eh...six or so."

[I quit:)]

Jim frowned again. "Don't call me like that.", he snarled, drawing his gun. What was that weird noise? >>If anyone or anything dares to come Close to Rachel...<< The red of his eyes was beginning to darken, his wings spread, he looked around, ready to fire at any Moment.

Hunter rolled her eyes. "You were bleeding, okay, that's not THAT bad. But you were also...how to say this? Drowning in your memories, while cleaning them.", she explained, and kissed his nosetip. She loved it, when Macon carried her. "I remember having had a treehouse as well...Draco helped me build it. I painted it blue.", giggling slightly, she ran her Hand through his hair. "This house is perfect. You are perfect. Our Family is perfect. My life is perfect now."

[Scripted Away]

"oh oh." Rachel said with a hollow voice, as she recognized that sound. She raced into jim, pushing him a few feet up, right as a plane appeared out of the clouds and rachel disappeared, sucked into the turbine with a weird sound. a few red feathers flew out on the other side.

Mac smirked, looking at his old treehouse. "as far as i remember i have all sorts of posters with science stuff on the walls up there." he remembered something and laughed out loud, shaking his head.
"you know what i wanted to be when i'm big when i was six? Einstein."
he sat down in the grass , hunter on his lap and smirked. "mine as well. and i will personally take care that it stays that way."

[I quit:)]

Jim dropped his gun. He was shaking like hell.
"No...", he murmured under his breath. His heart was racing.
The red in his eyes had completely vanished, his eyes were nothing but deep black now. Also known as the demon's eyes. "They killed my wife.", he said, with a rough, deeper voice than usually. His wings grew bigger, turning in an even darker black than they were - how was that even possible? "I'm gonna rip you all apart!" He was surrounded in shadows, lightningflashes striking from Cloud to Cloud. He looked like a huge, threatening thunderstorm.

Hunter giggled. "That is so cute!", she said and kissed his cheek. "You know what I wanted to be when I was six? A snowman.", laughing, she cuddled her head against his chest, and sighed happily.

[Scripted Away]

>>holy moly. oh crap wait where's the rest of, oh maaaan!!<< rachel had managed to scatter into ashes half a second beforethe turbines could rip her apart, but the wind was scattering her ashes everywhere, making it basically impossible to turn normal again.
she wanted to scream after jim that she was okay, but of course she couldn't.
>>CRAP!! CRAP CRAP CRAP!!<<

"a snowman?", mac chuckled, pulling her closer. "that's so cute." his eyes turned white for a second. "jim in trouble.", he said automatically and looked at hunter. he had to help him...but he also didn't want to ruin this day for hunter...
>>great, and now?!<<

[I quit:)]

A huge lightningflash hit the plane, making one turbine blow up. "You'll all pay for this.", the deep voice said, while he landed on the plane. The shadows surrounding the machine, it was hardly possible to see anything else than blackness. He heard screams. "Screaming won't help!" Punching the metal, a hole appeared and Jim jumped into the plane, Walking past the People, snapping his fingers. With every snap, another neck was broken. The shadows immediately turned to the dead bodies, vanishing inside of them.

Hunter smiled softly and stroke Macon's cheek. "Go. Go, help your brother.", she whispered, and rolled off of Macon's lap, Holding Noah in her arms.

[Scripted Away]

Mac raced into the sky, clearly knowing where jim was, for whatever reason.
he rushed into the plane, seeing jim killing innocents. >>oh no...<<
"jim." he said calmly, taking his shoulders and turning him around so he would look at him. "rachel wouldn't want this. you know this isn't right. it was an accident." he looked into jim's deep black eyes, his eyes glowing white again. "stop this madness, bro, this isn't you."