A Lost Soul (Zigan) Plot

The pain at the loss of her father and that of her Mate at the same time was more than Aleria could bear. Already on the precipice of depression this has sent her over the edge into the pit of her sorrows. She was here, and yet not. She did her duty to her pack to make sure all was safe, but she had withdrawn from them so much so, that she felt a loner, an outsider to her own family.

In the begin she had spent all her time dealing with her loss, her bright spirit becoming dull with the demon of sorrow. As time past, she struggled against it, knowing its claws where sunk deep within her. But still she fought against it, not wanting to be apart from her family whom she had been with since she was young teen. She wanted the emptiness that resided her to be filled with that of the love her pack would give her.
She started to make her way home. Thinking that perhaps she could find a way to bring them all together. She had come across Cayden, Blazes son. It brought hope that he had returned, but an even greater reminder that wolf had ran off with his Mother leaving her alone without even a word of his leaving. Then, the last news she had received was that he died. Through all her sorrows a small seed of anger grew at Wolfs actions, but Aleria was not a selfish wolf, her sorrows to great that it quickly overtook that anger towards him and squished it.

As Cayden had left, his gesture towards her had warmed her soul. A small glint of hope that all could be well. She had wanted to go home and so her feet led her deeper into the heart of the Kumari lands, her spirits a bit higher than they had been since the news of her father's death.

She focused on that hope, hoping to over her sorrows, not wanting to be drug back down. It must have been working for she felt her self smiling as she headed further into the heart of the Kumari lands.

She wanted to call to her family, to let them know she was coming home. She was sorry she had been away for so long. Withdrawing from them. Not knowing what all was happing in the lands. Although she wanted to so badly, she refrained, she did not want them to know how desperately she needed to be with them. She needed an anchor.

A soft sigh left her lips. "Well family, I am home," she said softly to know one in particular. Her eyes swept the lands as she had done in each territory that she passed to make it this far north. Her eyes only resting on nature. Where could they be? She was where some would hunt...

Pacing through the grass with heavy padded paws Zigan found himself once again on the hunt for Kostas wolves. He had managed once more to give Nammia the slip after waiting for her to succumb to her exhaustion and fall asleep. It had taken some time, she was not an easy one to convince that he too was in the depths of sleep and not about to move any time soon, sneaking away from her had not been an easy task and deserved recognition alone, not much slipped passed the female wolf. Much to Zigan's constant annoyance, he just could not seem to shake her.
He found that he was not in the best of moods, the serpent had snaked it's way to rest draped around his neck with it's head beside his ear 'encouraging' him to unlock what powers were locked within him, such things angered Zigan, he disliked having to rely on anything other then the strength of his own body he saw using anything other then brute force as weakness. Abaddon as annoying as he was being was right though, Zigan stood little chance to reaping revenge upon Blaze and his kin when they possessed their very own set of 'powers' he had no choice, he had to accept his and work on releasing them from what ever chamber of himself Michael had attempted to lock them away within.

He did not know the intention of his journey today, he hadn't planned it and was unsure whether he would come to find anyone. He had been walking for some time, his frustration mounting when he found cause for pause.
Abaddon had slithered his way into his brain once again to have a good old root around, it was as always extremely painful the large wolf bowing his forehead against the ground as the sensation of the demon within his head felt as though it were cracking his skull.
Gritted teeth chomped down on one another as a tight growl left his maw, eyes closing as he waited for the demon to finish the deed and once again leave him.

Seeing know one at first glance really put a damper in her spirits. She struggled against it though, Kumari territory was vast. They could be anywhere. Shaking her head to keep the negative thoughts from coming, she stopped, her mane of long hair falling to rest at the nape of her neck, her ears swiveled at a noise not to far off from where she was. Her tail swept back and forth at the sound, before she stalked the noise. Although she wished to find her family, she knew that was out in the open and that others could be roaming these lands.

As she got closer, the being in question make a noise of pain. Her ears flattened at the sound, her eyes roaming over the hunched over figure. "Zigan...?", she asked questioningly. It had been awhile since she saw him, she remembered when he died. Blaze was furious and asked the others not to touch him.. they had mourned him. Mysteriously he returned to them though... but she hadn't seen him until now. His pain called out to her, "Zigan, please, let me help. It's Aleria." She spoke softly as to not startle him.

Being in the pack, she had little contact with Zigan, but he was still family and she could not let him suffer this way. His children needed him and whether they knew it or not, so did all of Kumari. Such sadness and loss was too much in such a short period of time.

"I know" words slipped between pressed canines, not to Aleria who at some point had joined him but to the voice which shook every nerve within his body. Claws tapped against the earth as he pushed his head down with more force feeling the earth beneath indent and push against the flesh over his skull. Doors within his mind were being opened and closed, certain memories and emotions released to wreak havoc within, others being shut away taking away emotions and restrictions that should have been in place. Abaddon all the while assuring him it would make him better, fix all the pain and anger within his soul and finally bring him the peace he so badly desired. Pain mounted the deeper Abaddon moved and with the pain came confusion which was a plight Zigan had suffered with since his return. He often wished the angel had left him to the eternal torment of hell.

Aleria eventually registered her voice small to him, his senses returning enough that he became aware he was not alone. He could not hear the words in which she spoke, they were mumbled, Abaddon taking the opportunity to replace her kind words of aid with ones of cruelty and hatred. His eyes shot open as the snake coiled itself back out of his ear, falling onto the grass, rising his head he stumbled briefly to the side the air about him shifting as a electrical charge unseen crackled through the air around him, a power he had yet to use unlocking itself with the help of the demon.
Clouded eyes lifted to capture the silhouette of Aleria as she stood oblivious to the danger all around her, her love for him as a member of her family blinding her to the threat he was.

"I know" yet again he snapped to a voice she could not hear, it whispered to him, he didn't recognize Aleria in his current state, she was probably the only pack member he didn't wish to harm though he was willing if it would hurt Blaze. Under normal conditions he may of passed her over but he was yet to recover his mental faculties.
With a growl he advanced with a lazy pace, the air around him only growing with charge until the pelt upon his back stood up on end.
"You don't know how much pain you have caused me" this time he was speaking to her, he could smell the pack even though he couldn't derive who it was. "You destroyed me!" his voice had risen to a yell of frustration and torment "You...Destroyed..me!" he started to shift as he moved, fur falling away to reveal human flesh, his body contorting until by the time he reached her he stood human in a column of suffering.
The charge had pin pointed itself to his hands, white light illuminating them becoming balls of energy for him to wield. He hardly contained them, uneducated on dealing with a power he was to confused to even acknowledge "How could you!?"

She relaxed slightly as he said, "I know." She thought her words had reached him. She stepped a paw forward, her aura gently starting to unfurl winding its way around her body to sooth his pain. She did not know what ailed him, he looked fine on the outside. It must be something internally/mentally.

"Please do not fight me Zigan, I will not hurt you...", she said to him as he pushed his face further into the earth. His pain calling out to her. His suffering was great. His aura was all over the place as she scanned his body for an injury. As he spoke those same words again, she faltered. He started to sound angry. Perhaps it was the pain making him grumpy, not meaning to snap at her. As he rose, she stopped, he advanced. "Zigan, you shouldn't mo.." His sudden out burst made her jump. The air around her seemed to change, taking on an heaving feeling. He was close, but he was family, so why did her heart hamer in her chest and the way he looked at her making her feel like a child again, scared and skittish. The way she used to be, in fear of males. They where bigger and meaner.

"I, Zigan. No. The pain you are experiencing is not my doing..," she pleaded with him. Could he have a concussion? His brain swelling to make him delusional?

As he shifted forms she did as well. Her's was a smooth transition, words passed her lips, a spell she had picked up to cloth herself. Her aura remained around her. Her eyes watched as he gathered the energy. Zigan did not want her help. Aleria suddenly was afraid of him. "I will not hurt you Zigan....
Her friendly demeanor began to change, shifting to a stance that semi resembled Wolfs. "Zigan.. please, what ails you? Let me help you."

'See how it stands against you' a voice to the grassy side whispered, Zigan turning his head towards it for a moment as the one before him took on a defensive stance 'she means to attack' his eyes darted back towards Aleria looking at her and through her in union, the jumbled thoughts it his head were trying to grasp at something like at the last minute some small part of him was fighting to rise, he knew Aleria, he did not want to hurt her not like he wanted to hurt the others. But that part of him was short lived as hazed thoughts once again filled his head allowing for no rational thoughts about what he was doing.

He didn't slow, as he locked eyes with the woman, she wasn't running which only made it all the easier for him.
Snaps of blue formed upwards along his forearms until bursting down to join with the energy masses all ready held within partially open hands.
"You must really have hated me.." his voice had become lower, laced with emotion as he thought of the rejection he had suffered.
"None of that matters now..." he shook his head, he was losing his train of thought, his purpose it was as if he were deflating before her very eyes, the energy being pulled from his surroundings ceased and seemed to reseed within his body for use at a later date. Pressing his eye lids together he stepped backwards, something was bothering him again, he couldn't work it out.

Abaddon was on the move again, slithering through the grass along to the female, the snake growing in bulk as it took on a human like form of it's own, a child like laughter coming from it until the shape of one of Zigan's daughters stood beside Aleria. The girl was younger then she was now, an image of how Zigan remembered her when she had once loved him, he had doted on his twins.
"Farah?" misty eyes turned to look just as Abaddon filled his head with images of blood, Aleria with her hands upon the girls throat, hurling her to the floor her little body twisted and broken, dead eyes staring up at the sun.
"No..!" he stumbled forward again, the pain returning to the center of his skull as panicked breathes left his lips. Feet once again carried him forwards, the energy that had been within his grasp instantly covering the majority of his body in a aura of transparent blue which came to form again within his grasp. He crossed the space to the two both hands going out to strike Aleria, to push her away from his child. As he did the electric current would be freed, finding it's way into the woman to strike her through and get her as far from his child as he could.
Falling to his knees he was the picture of a broken father bending down to scoop up the remains of his child, only his arms encapsulated nothing, the image fading away to leave nothing but an empty space.

Aleria did not know what Zigan's intentions where, but she was not going to let him hurt her. He probably did not know what was going on. His pain causing him much stress.  He clearly was not in his right mind. She really did not like to force her way into someone but Zigan was truely not himself. She deduced that what ever ailed him is not something physical. Speaking to him was not getting her anywhere... in fact it was taking a toll for the worse. Her ears pinned back, flattening on her head. He sounded so lost as he said, "You must really have a hated me." She had no idea what was going through his mind right now. Aleria never hated anyone. She had love for her all of her family and only wanted the same in return. She wanted to belong to fill the emptiness inside her. She didn't have a hateful bone in her body.

Seeing him deflate did not deter her, she was on alert for him as he was acting strangely.
"I do not hate you Zigan, I only wish to help you." I pray that you forgive me, she thought. She moved when he did, the aura that surrounded her rose up sweeping towards her hands for her to push her aura against his. She was determined to help him without his permission, she couldn't allow this to continue. She was thinking about his children, when he suddenly yelled Farah's name. Aleria new she was not here, but safely in pack lands. She needed to reach him to heal his mind, her aura pulsating reaching for him.

Seeing his hands move to strike her, she changed angles in a defensive move to knock his hands down and away from her.  Her eyes widened as she could see the electric current he pushed her way. Her hands came down across his, Aura met Aura, but as he was savagely angry, his aura massive compared to Aleria's. She could feel the intensity of it before everything she new was no more.

She had tried to block his attack, bringing up her barrier for protection. Zigan's forceful attack was so strong as it hit her aura, it had shattered leaving her open for the attack. Knowing the end, for she had seen it, she had sent what aura she could  racing upward along his own aura seeking a place unguarded, its soul mission to infiltrate his mind and heal. She held onto the hope that it would find its way, the small seed to help him fight; for he was clearly trying to be himself.
Her body skidding to a halt a few feet away. Her skin and clothes were scorched, blood dripped down her mouth and from a gaping whole in her back, where his energy exited.
Her heart thudded once before ceasing.
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After a few moments a pulse resounded in her body. A dormant gene rising up, spreading and taking over the cells a nano second before the heart completely stopped. The beat to low for even the best hearing wolf. They infiltrated taking over seeking out the damage. Once everything was working properly, the cells searched and repaired the damage to the body...The pooled blood began seep along the ground rising up to cover Aleria's body in a cocoon. The blood turning into sharp thick needle point spikes.

As Aleria's body flew through the air and away from his body Zigan paused with a wave of confusion, he had not known he could do such things, his sudden halt made it all the easier for Aleria's own aura to find it's way to him. With a shudder it infiltrated his mind causing a chain effect of events, Abaddon began to chant from the depths of his psyche clashing with the aura Aleria had sent to heal any illness within his mind.
His legs felt weak then went, his hands meeting with the earth in attempt to stabilize his fall, the world around him swam in violent waves as his head filled with a buzzing which drowned out everything else. His shoulders shook convulsively as the two energies fought it out within his skull until he was able to sit up right again.

Hazed vision took in all that there was before him, soon finding the body of Aleria close by. Her aura was working it's magic but would only last a short amount of time before he would return to how he was before she had struck him.
"No.." he rose to his feet wobbling to the side as he walked forward, his hands shaking as he reached the body.
Lowering to his knees he pressed his palm to her cheek, his other hand going to her neck for a pulse even though he knew it were to late, the hole he had punched through her showed that much. He closed his eyes willing a pulse to come but nothing happened, he had killed Aleria, one who had only ever showed him kindness.
"I'm..i'm sorry" he stumbled back onto feet once again, the aura rapidly wearing off, he all ready began to feel less distressed.
Turning away he would leave her there, the part of him wishing to stay, or to find her loved ones fading away back behind the walls Abaddon had made within him.

(Thanks Zigan!!! ) End of the opening act. Act 2 coming shortly ^^ )))