Post by fyreangel on Feb 15, 2008 16:23:06 GMT -4
::Cameras find Fyre Angel sitting on the balcony of her hotel room her eyes closed the breeze blowing throught her waist length hair wearing a fire themed bikni top and a pair of workout pants her back leaning against teh chair she was sitting in her long legs perched up on the rail. Her eyes closed she suddenly starts to hear screams. Fyre opens her eyes quickly realizing she wasnt alone...or so she thought she turns in her seat to see a little girl, about 6 with a once china doll face now blistered and discolored her burnette hair looks as if it had been on fire the white barbie doll night gown showed burn holes the young girl as a whole looked sad as Fyre Realized who she was::
FA::Rose?::her voice cracks a bit with emotion:: My sweet little sister::she gets to her feet but stops short seeing who she thought was her opponent for Overdrive standing behind her little sister with a lit match the little girl's voice heard as Fyre Angel stood frozen::
Rose:: Don't you love me?:: Fyre Angel's eyes fill with tears:: Why didnt you help me Layla you left me alone in that house.
FA:: Shaking her head still in tears:: I do love you Rose honestly I do. :: her voice breaks as she chokes back a sob::I didnt mean too. I-I thought you were with me. ::she begins to backtrack as Ryan steps out from behind the little girl still with the lit lighter in his hand now cornering Fyre Angel against the Rail of the fourth floor balcony where she was.::
Rose:: you and I shall be togethr real soon oyu will suffer teh same fate I have::a dark smirk crosses her once pretty face as ryan raises the lighter the small flame dancing catching a strand of Fyre's Hair only to have him drop it to the ground and shove her backwards over teh rail. with quick reflexes she catches herself on the rail hanging on her feet dangling over four floors up as she looks up to see her little sister now in Razor's arms both of them smiling down at her her hands losing their grip on the rail::
Rose::it's your turn , sissy. Its your turn to meet your fate::with that said Fyre Angel's hands slip from teh rail. Fyre Lets out a scream. as teh two smirk::
RAzor:: too bad you wont make it to overdrive
::Fyre Angel quickly sits up in bed her face soaked in a cold sweat as she looks around teh darkened room her tank top matted to her athletic frame from the sweat. her heart pounding behind her ribcage as she gasps for air::
FA::looking around her now quiet hotel room:: aww man I dont need this.:: she quickly turns on teh lights and throws off the blankets and climbs out of bed heading for the patio door then stopping dead in her tracks::
FA:: No,:: she turns on her heels and heads for the bathroom entering adn closing the door behind her and locking it before leaning against the door and sliding down to a sitting position burying her head in her hands letting out a sigh:: This can not be happening.:: she shakes her head getting to her feet to wash the sweat off her face. she turns on teh cold water to rinse off her face and looks up in the mirror to see her dad's reflection::
Brian's voice:: Worthless thats what you are worthless.::fyre Angel shakes her head violently attempting to control her temper:: Just like that Whore you call a mother:: that was what finally set her off she lets out a scream of rage before connecting with a straight punch shattering teh glass mirror at her bare feet blood smearing across the broken glass and spattering on the vanity.::
FA:: looking at teh broken mirror now breathing heavyly:: I cant let this get to me I have my match to focus on :;she looks down at her blood soaked hand before grabing a small towel and wrapping her hand with it.:: I'll have this looked at in the morning::her voice was horse and tired as she turned to unlock the bathrroom door and exits a dark smirk crossing her sun tanned face:: Razor Ryan, you my friend are in for more then you bargained for because come overdrive you will be laying in a pool of your own blood.
::She smirks darkly as teh camera is shown backing out of the hotel room door::
FA::Rose?::her voice cracks a bit with emotion:: My sweet little sister::she gets to her feet but stops short seeing who she thought was her opponent for Overdrive standing behind her little sister with a lit match the little girl's voice heard as Fyre Angel stood frozen::
Rose:: Don't you love me?:: Fyre Angel's eyes fill with tears:: Why didnt you help me Layla you left me alone in that house.
FA:: Shaking her head still in tears:: I do love you Rose honestly I do. :: her voice breaks as she chokes back a sob::I didnt mean too. I-I thought you were with me. ::she begins to backtrack as Ryan steps out from behind the little girl still with the lit lighter in his hand now cornering Fyre Angel against the Rail of the fourth floor balcony where she was.::
Rose:: you and I shall be togethr real soon oyu will suffer teh same fate I have::a dark smirk crosses her once pretty face as ryan raises the lighter the small flame dancing catching a strand of Fyre's Hair only to have him drop it to the ground and shove her backwards over teh rail. with quick reflexes she catches herself on the rail hanging on her feet dangling over four floors up as she looks up to see her little sister now in Razor's arms both of them smiling down at her her hands losing their grip on the rail::
Rose::it's your turn , sissy. Its your turn to meet your fate::with that said Fyre Angel's hands slip from teh rail. Fyre Lets out a scream. as teh two smirk::
RAzor:: too bad you wont make it to overdrive
::Fyre Angel quickly sits up in bed her face soaked in a cold sweat as she looks around teh darkened room her tank top matted to her athletic frame from the sweat. her heart pounding behind her ribcage as she gasps for air::
FA::looking around her now quiet hotel room:: aww man I dont need this.:: she quickly turns on teh lights and throws off the blankets and climbs out of bed heading for the patio door then stopping dead in her tracks::
FA:: No,:: she turns on her heels and heads for the bathroom entering adn closing the door behind her and locking it before leaning against the door and sliding down to a sitting position burying her head in her hands letting out a sigh:: This can not be happening.:: she shakes her head getting to her feet to wash the sweat off her face. she turns on teh cold water to rinse off her face and looks up in the mirror to see her dad's reflection::
Brian's voice:: Worthless thats what you are worthless.::fyre Angel shakes her head violently attempting to control her temper:: Just like that Whore you call a mother:: that was what finally set her off she lets out a scream of rage before connecting with a straight punch shattering teh glass mirror at her bare feet blood smearing across the broken glass and spattering on the vanity.::
FA:: looking at teh broken mirror now breathing heavyly:: I cant let this get to me I have my match to focus on :;she looks down at her blood soaked hand before grabing a small towel and wrapping her hand with it.:: I'll have this looked at in the morning::her voice was horse and tired as she turned to unlock the bathrroom door and exits a dark smirk crossing her sun tanned face:: Razor Ryan, you my friend are in for more then you bargained for because come overdrive you will be laying in a pool of your own blood.
::She smirks darkly as teh camera is shown backing out of the hotel room door::
