Prisoners from the Raid

[Liam]

Phyrah's body slumped down out of the shadows and Liam walked in a little bit afterwards. He kicked her body to the middle of the room then crouched near her. Hmm.. maybe this should do it. he thought, putting a hand on her forehead. A minute later he took it away. Yep it's gone. Though I wonder what'll happen when she wakes up.. he thought, laughing to himself.

[Phyrah]

Phyrah's eyes opened 20 minutes later. She had no idea where she was, and everything seemed blury to her. She thought maybe she got drunk at the party, but she had never drank before. It was not long before she noticed Liam. Moaning while she tried lifting her body, Phyrah fell back on her face, just staring at Liam. She lost some memory of him being at the dance, but she didn't forget what "Gaten did". But none of that now, she was more focused on where she was, and who this guy is, which looks so fimiliar to Phy. "W-Where are we?" she asked in a low whisper, her blue eyes rolling around in the scene of the room.

[Liam]

"My dungens! Cozy place isn't it? It's lovely in the summer. You shoulda seen it!" he said, kicking her so she was on her back. "You'll breath better, demon-child." He was crouching near her now, peering down at her with a smirk.

[Phyrah]

Phyrah was still light-headed on what was going on. "What did I do?" she asked herself in whisper, crying out bloody tears. Her body was sore, Phy's stomach ached like it never did before. She was covered in buises and scars. It was a painful experience, probably one of the worst, especially since she couldn't remember why she was feeling this way.

[Liam]

"Nothin' really. I just wanted to see what would happen if I pushed you to your edge. And I'll see that in a while." he replied, poking her with a newly summoned stick.

[Phyrah]

"Ouch!" Phyrah exclaimed, slapping the stick in half when he poked her with it. She then turned her body over, and sat up, at least tried. "What do you want from me?" she asked simply, giving Liam a nasty glare of seriousness.

[Liam]

He snickered. "I want to push you past your boiling point. I want to see what the demon inside you is really like. I want to make you go insane. To be brief.. I want to break you, demon-child." he said, grinning evilly down at her, his eyes gleaming with some dark promise of violence.

[Phyrah]

Phyrah was a bit nervous at this point. Wanting to see her full demon-self, would be quite easy for Liam. But thoughts went over, does he want to witness her full power, and learn to use it? Suddenly, it came for when Phy had to make a decision, and she decided to respond Liam, in a calm matter. "You'll have to use more than words," said she.

[Liam]

"Mm. I know. That's the fun part, demon-child." he said, chuckling evilly. He disappeared then reappeared next to her, sitting crosslegged. "Now how about that Gaten boy? He seemed to be very fond of you. And you seemed to be fond of him. Oh I know what you're thinking." he said, resting his head on a hand. "I'm not fond of him in anyway! I hate him! Or do I? Oh it's so confusing." This was said in a decent impersonation of Phy's voice.

[Phyrah]

"B*stard from hell," Phyrah spoke in a darker tone. "He's nothing to me. I never do I want to have any relation with him! I could kill him with no hisitation for after what he did, betrayed me to you. How pathitic, and cowardly. But no matter, no matter. Because now, as I can feel, the hair is darkening; my skin is white; and my eyes colour only what seize to be red. And as you know Liam, if this battle is what you want, with my own demon, then whell, lets continue." Suddenly! A block on the ground that outlined Phyrah, sling-shotted her to a nearby candle on the walls. She held her balanced, and for what you could see from that veiw, was a burried sword, that she took hold of, and was now steady in her hands. And all you could see in Phyrah, was the demon that was trapped inside, and has now been unleashed, for what could be her rejection towards Gaten.

[Liam]

The block that was vaulted at him went through him. Right through him, making him disappear. Reappearing, he was sitting on the block now, looking up at Phyrah with a grin. "Impressive!" he said, clapping. "What else can you do, demon-child?"

[Phyrah]

Phyrah jumped in at least several spins in the air, about 15 feet away from Liam at the present moment. "I can destroy you," she answered, sounding like there was others speaking in her responce. Yup. Phy was difinitely in her demon point by now. The ground started to shake like an earthquake, which seemed o be from Phyrah's power. She stood her ground, avoiding the shakes and crashes.

[Liam]

He yawned, stretching his arms out. He blinked and looked up at Phyrah. "Oh did you say something, kiddie?" he asked, ignoring the tremors.

[Phyrah]

Phyrah then came out of a shadow. It had seemed she disapeared from that place to now just a few feet behind Liam. With her hand on the sword, getting a large grip, Phy made the move, and ran to attack Liam.

[Liam]

Just then he got up and walked aways the stretched. So the blade swung right where he had been. "Oh. Was I supposed to stay there so you could hit me?" he asked, seeing the blade swing out of the corner of his vision.