~-=RP=-~

[janey]

*flys in and looks at kiara and ella, she looks straight at ella and has a puzzeled face. She flys over next to kiara staying in a dragon form sitting on the ground and looks up at kiara, willing to stay by her side. A small growl comes out of her mouth that has a faint sound of a humans voice.*grrrrodont do this grrrella *she sits on the ground waiting for ella to speak back in a evil way or the innocent tone of ella's old voice*

[Sabastian]

*Sabastian stood, wanting to go but knowing he should not.  Suddenly he could handle it no longer and sunk into the floor, to rise from the ground out side a few hundred yards from the two girls, noticing Janey standing behind Kiara.*  Silly girl, get outta there.  *He sent her the thought.*

[Kiara Johnson]

*Kiara stood, unfazed at the sights of Ella's past, she had expected them not to be good ones, so was not at all, taken by suprise.  She actually, grinned.*

Ok, if a game is what you want, then a game we shall play, make no mistakes however.....I have died once already this evening and I am afraid, I can not do so again.  Pull at what ever strings you wish, my heart and mind are not as soft as any you may have come across before.

*The Archangel smiled a less than saintly smile then her face seemed to change once again, only for a moment but long enough to let the Shadows glowing red eyes look into those of the darker Ella.  then, replaced by the endless black holes of the night sky.  Leaving the Darker Ella's mind plunged into a sea of ice, filling her very soul with ice. then Kiara let go, and stood her ground, smiling once again at Ella*

[~ Ella]

*The little childish Ella tilted her head curiously, and tossed away a flinch. Instead she smiled wider and clasped her hands together eagerly.*

Very good, very good! You can call me Rose...

*The girl chuckled. She snapped her fingers and a little bag appeared. She opened it and pulled out a rugged looking doll. It had a button as it's only eye, the other was missing, and it was stitched together with miss-matched material.*

This is my dolly, I made her myself, isn't she beautiful...I think she looks like a veela...What do you think I should call her?

*The girl asked sweetly, noticing the presence of Sabastian not to far away. She kept her eyes set on Kiara's, yet all her senses were sharp. Ready. She took out a needle and some string, she then threaded the needle and began to stitch the dolls flimsy arm to the rest of the body.*

There! Now she's even more beautiful. Don't you think? Now we just need to find a name for you...

*The some-what real Ella was nowhere to be found, she didn't reppear, she was locked inside the girl she had been in her past. She was trapped inside the burning memories of herself as the cute horror that murdered her parents...Rose held the doll like a treasure, it was her creation, lucky for her, nobody knew what the doll could do...*  

[janey]

*she goes back a few steps hearing Sabatians thought*

[Kiara Johnson]

*With a boridh look and a stifled yawn, rudely and on purpose*

Your doll, it probably the ugliest thing I've ever seen...Rose.  Ithink a trip to the garbage dump is the right place for it.  Why don't I save you the trouble and take care of her right now?

*The Archabgel streaches her wings and a small breeze begins to blow through the field. although, it is unlike any breeze ever felt by a human before.  It's sent is of death and it changes Continuously from very hot, to Ice cold.*

How about putting away the childish trinket and play a REAL game with death?

[Fawkes]

*watches what's happening from the hospital wing* I wonder what's goning on there...

[~ Ella]

*Rose snapped her head up sharply, opening her hollow black eyes wide. Her eyes flashed to Ella's peridote green colour and tears welled inside them. A couple of tears slid down her cheeks, evenly, not one falling faster or slower than the other.

Ella switched to Rose almost immediately after the tears had been cryed. Rose shot a claw-like hand up to her face and slashed the tears away, leaving claw marks in the sides of her face. She looked angrily down at the ground and lifted her head very slowly, the wounds in her face healing quickly.

A growl was heard, somewhere deep in her throat and she fixed her once again, haunted yet attemptfully innocent eyes on Kiara's.*

Why must you be so rude?...

*She asked with a hurt tone of voice.*

I only wanted to play...All I wanted was a name...

*She lifted the doll close to her heart and whispered in her ear. The whisper sent a chill down every living thing in the surrounding area. Children could be heard all over the clearing, taunting Ella, teasing her, bullying her.*

...C'mon veela! Dance!...What's the matter?...Cat gotcha tongue?...Talk veela!...Dance veela!..

*A scene played in a mist before their eyes in the clearing. Ella being attacked by other children. She apparition showed Ella as a black panther cub, up on a high stone platform, trying to escape, but only being cursed at every attempt. She had no protection, no wand, she never used a wand, she was to weak, to frightened to pounce at anyone.*

...Cat gotcha tongue?...

*It echoed over and over in the clearing, the apparition slowly faded into a hazie mist, travelling through the trees and off into the deeper, darker parts of the forest. The screaming children went with it, along with the terrified cry of the cub.

Rose craddled the doll in her arms. She was now sitting on the ground, rocking from side to side. This was her weakness. The past was her only fear. The only force that would conquor her. She whispered little nothing's into the dolls ear, her long black hair cascading over the two of them, hiding them.

She then whispered one last time, and the whisper carried around the clearing, haunting it.*

...I'll call you Kiara...

*With a loud crack, like lightning, Rose was standing in an upright position again. The doll at her feet. The smile that spread across her face was horrific, like some killer doll out of a horror film. She reeled her leg backwards and followed through, kicking the doll hard in the back.

Rose watched victoriously as the real Kiara flew forward, as if some imaginary force had thrust into her back from behind. Rose chuckled. Her creation was indeed a voodoo doll. Not only was it un-destroyable, but Rose was immortal as well, unless of course, Kiara wished to kill Ella.*

[Fawkes]

*turns into a phoenix not wanting to miss anything and swoops out of the window landing behind janey with a few steps.*

[janey]

*turns around noticing fawkes, and looks a little scared*

[Kiara Johnson]

*Kiara did indeeed fall forward however, the Archangel remaind standing in the same spot as before.  A look af bordome now crossing her features.*

I tire of your game child.  Please, do you really think that Kiara -- *Looks down at teh from of Kiara laying in the grass* -- Has doen a single thing to desere your anger?

*The angel laughs, a laugh that freezes even the air around them.*

Honestly, grow up little Rose.  Ella is much braver and Much more beautiful than you, is that why you've decided to hide her?  Are you jealouse of Ella?  Perhaps because she has friends?

*The Angel steaches her wings out and yawns.*

[Fawkes]

*looks at janey in fear too now understanding what is happening*

[Kiara Johnson]

*The archangel then looks down at the doll, lying on the ground and holding her hand out, the doll flys into it.  She smiles*

I think you deserve a new name, now that you belong to me, I think, I will call you Rose.

*She smiles, the deep pools of black where ehr eyes should be still show no imotions what so ever, but hte smile on her lips show a world of evil.*

Yes, Rose is your name and I think, you need to sleep, not just any sleep, but an eternal sleep.  Yes, sleep now Rose, sleep......

*She opens her other hand and a box, just barely bigger then the doll, is produced.  She tucks the doll away, muttering over and over.*

Sleep dear Rose, sleep, sleep....

[Sabastian]

watches*

[~ Ella]

*The real Rose spreads a sickening smile over her face and her eyes flash from blood-red to black.*

Anyone smart enough, would know that a voodoo doll doesn't sleep. Obviously your not to good with voudoun, are you, archangel?

*She said smartly. Her back turned for a moment to the archangel, and when she revelaed her face once more, she was holding several long sewing needles. Giant sized.*

I think we both know, that's MY dolly.

*She bares her sharp teeth wildly and thrusts her hand towards the angel, the needles fly from her hand and hit the box, hard, bursting it into flames as an invisible force carries the doll back to her rightful owner.

Rose then caressed the dolls tangled hair gently, running a hand over her button eyes.*

...She can't close her eyes...She never sleeps...I never sleep until Ella sleeps...I am Ella...

*She growled, sending horrific memories to Sabastian's mind, allowing a peak into Ella's horrible past.

Rose kept her eyes set on the archangel, waiting for her to play her next move...*