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[Ashlyn Crawford]

Ashlyn Ebony Crawford
One last day
One last chance
This is the time I need
To find who I really am

Her watch struck 11.30 and Ash found herself walking the streets alone to go back to the dorms. She had been out with some friends that she knew before she went to Sententia, she had to admit she was starting to find the whole experience sureal. Don't get her wrong she loved having her power, but the fact that she had no idea to control it kind of riun her life in a way. The amount of times that she had gotten into trouble because of her power was unbelieveable.

She then started to think back to when she was younger, herself, Ian and Tracy. She could remember one time they were at the park. Some girl had gone over to Tracy and for some unknown reason hit her, she was about 5 years older than her and thats what they all found funny. She couldn't even pick on someone her own age, she had topick on a girl who was a few years younger than her. Well anyway she was walking back to her friends smiling her face off because of what she had just done and a small bin went flying towards her head. She soon fell to the ground and didn't go near Tracy again.

Coming back to reality, Ash looked around, she hated the fact that she was the only person walking around. It was bad enough walking on your own during the day, but during the night was even worse, and she just found herself walking as fast as she could just wanting to get home.

She then pulled her jacket further around her, it was a normal cold winter night, Ash was wearing a pair of jeans with rips in them, a black tank top and a black jacket over the top with black boots. After a few minutes she could swear that she heard footsteps walking behind her she quickly turned her head and saw nothing. She licked her lips and carried on walking picking up speed.

"great idea Ash, walk home on your own, in the dark" she thought to herself, nighttime had never really bothered Ash, but then again she had never walked somewhere on her own. After about 30 minutes she finally made it to the grounds, she looked around and saw the guard walking up and down, she managed to avoid him and made her way to her dorm. But first she had to go through the courtyard.

She had always loved coming to the courtyard, it was one of her favourite places at Sententia. Well look at it, who couldn't love it. The thing she oved most about it was the fountain, she had no idea why, she then walked over to it and stood infront of it. Even though it was midnight the water was still spewing from the fountain, making a mixture of colours as it came down.

As she wasn't very tired she decided to sit down on one of the many benches, her thoughts then became of Ian and what had happened at the Aquarium, and she couldn't hep but smile. Still she couldn't help but think of the rumours about him and that Axel guy, she shook that thought out and continued to watch the water.

[Axel Fox]

On the ground I lay
Motionless in pain
I can see my life flashing before my eyes
Did I fall asleep?
Is this all a dream?
Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare

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Ashlyn, Ashlyn, Ashlyn.

The name echoed within Axel’s head. He was drunk, but drunk for Axel meant sleep and that was exactly what Axel was doing. Sleeping for Axel meant Fox took over, meant he got to pay special attention to his subconscious mind. Lucky him. Fox rolled his red eyes towards the sky, he could feel the mental signature of the threat closing in on him like a suffocating hand and it made him smile. He heard the soft splash of water falling from the fountain across the skin of a hand and he slowly turned his head to stare over his shoulder.

He’d known she would be coming here sometime ago, after all when he’d first heard her name whispered through Ian’s mind he had found her mind and held it in his clutches with a vice like a grip. He heard Ian’s name and grinned slowly, he’d heard his name many times and through Ian he’d felt what the girl was feeling, he knew she had feelings for Ian and for that she would have to perish.

It wasn’t like Axel hadn’t gotten rid of those in his way before, well…not Axel but Fox. Quietly Fox moved around the fountain, not making a sound his stealth would have made Connor proud. Before she knew it his fingers had wrapped around her mouth and he was dragging her in to an ally between the gate and the empty security booth.

How perfect. He’d already incapacitated the security guard, who laid in a dead heap in the booth his hand dangling through the shattered window dripping blood steadily on to Ashlyn’s face. Fox stared down at her and for a moment he allowed the hand on her mouth to wander down her body framing her flesh and memorizing the intimate lines of her body.

His red eyes scanned her body quietly trying to find something in the grotesque feminine shape that would attract his Ian’s attention. Tilting his head finally he reached back and pulled a sword like dagger from the sheathe at his back. Slowly he touched the tip of the curved wicked looking silver blade to her throat, just the faint touch drew a line of blood on her throat.

“I heard you had a crush on Ian…”

Fox’s voice was smooth and seductive, but inflectionless as though he were merely inquiring about the weather and not the love of her life. All of Axel was covered, his hands covered in thick woolly gloves but when he started cutting her up his hand would be bare on the knife, allowing the blade to swallow every scream, every horrific memory.

It would serve as a nice keep sake for later, since he’d lost his original blade. With a flick of his wrist her shirt was ripped open and the tip of his blade had made a long slit between her breasts and down to her naval. The blade was so sharp that these small cuts were painless…at first.

“Answer me properly, and don’t lie because I can tell…and I might let you walk out of here with your life. Lie to me…”

His hand slipped a bite and the blade plunged tip deep in to her stomach.

“Lie to me…and I’ll fucking kill you.”

[Ashlyn Crawford]

Ashlyn Ebony Crawford
One last day
One last chance
This is the time I need
To find who I really am

Her thoughts wondered off into her own head. She only had to think about Ian and her heart was thumping, sure they had been best friends since before Ash could remember and until lately that's all they were. But then things changed. Ash knew the very moment she started to fall for Ian, it was just after he had woke up from his year long coma. She had started to fall for him, hard. And she loved the feeling she got whenever she was around him, it was as if everything else faided away and they were the only people alive. Her happy moment was quickly lost as she felt a pair of hands grip her mouth and drag her.

She had no idea why but she couldn't move, who would do this?, surely no-one at Sententia. Ash had never heard of anyone at the school who would do something like this, her heart was beating and only one emotion was on Ash's mind: Fear. As she was being dragged into an ally she tried to grab onto as many things as she could but nothing worked, the person who was doing this to her was much stronger than she was.

Once she recognised where the person was dragging her to she glances towards the security booth, but something was wrong. No-body was there, as she was thrown down on the floor she landed hard with her head first, as she was led on the floor clutching her head she opened her eyes, only to look up and see a hand dangling out of the security booth. The blood dripping over Ash's face, at the very moment she tried to get away she moved her eyes to the dark figure that was above her, as she had just hit her head she couldn't make out who it was.

She then felt his hand which was one her mouth making his way down her body, at this point the was only one thing that Ash could think of, she was about to get raped. Again her thoughts came back to: who at this school would do something like this, she tried to fight the man of but she froze as soon as she saw it. He had pulled out a large knife, tears came flooding out of Ash's eyes and she tried to escape his clutches but she couldn't move, she had hold of her that tightly.

"AHHHH" a scream excaped Ash's lips as soon as the dagger made a small cut on her neck. All she could do was lie still. No matter how much she tried to escape the mans clutches she couldn't and by this point she knew the man only wanted one thing: her dead.

“I heard you had a crush on Ian…”

Ash couldn't believe what she had just heard, all this because she had a crush on Ian, she then realized who the man was. It was Axel. Well it looked like him anyway. She had never seen him before but people had told her what he had looked like, and he was exactly like they had explained.

All Ash could do was watch on as Axel did all of this to her, why? What had she done to him, all she did was have a crush in Ian, it wasn't like Axel loved Ian aswell. Or did he?

Ash then felt a cold shiver as her top was riped open revealing her bra. She watched and screamed in pain as he made cuts from her breast down to her naval, by this point he rhead wound seemed like a scrape, and all Ash was hoping for is that somebody would come along, or that the security guard only a few metres away form them was not dead and that he would wake up soon.

“Answer me properly, and don’t lie because I can tell…and I might let you walk out of here with your life. Lie to me…”

Just as Ash was about to speak, it happened. The knife was plunged into her stomach.It was in very deep but it was deep enough for Ash. Blood came pouring out of her mouth and she found her self coughing up the blood, some she could spit out so she was gargeling it. She tried to push Axel off her but all she could see was his red eyes staring at her. Did her hate her that much that she he wanted to see her dead.

[Axel Fox]

It appears that we have reached the Edge,
that zenith where stimuli and comatose collide.
40 years ago, The Man proclaimed
The Age of the Gross to be upon us,
and even though The Man was destroying
our heritage and insulting our intelligence,
THAT ERA HAS BECOME VERY REAL.


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Axel stared at her as she wept pathetically on the ground under him. He ground the blade deeper in to her stomach, annoyed at her silence and at the scream that would shorten the time he had to wound her. He growled down at her, an inhuman sound that matched the evil of what he was doing to her body. Fox jerked the blade out of her stomach in a spurt of blood that stained his black shirt and trickled down to his pants. He shivered and used his free hand to rip his shirt open, he lifted that same hand jerking his glove off his hand smoothed over his skin and once more he was assaulted with images of Tracy but this time with Ian, he saw Ian’s face in the coma and it was something he hadn’t seen during Ian’s memories, because Ian couldn’t remember what he looked like in a coma because he hadn’t seen himself.

A sort of peace filled Axel who was sleeping the look on Ian’s face when he was asleep always calmed him to a degree. To bad the calmer Axel got the more violent Fox’s tendencies became. With a flick of his wrist Fox plunged three fingers in to the slit he’d made in her stomach, his fingers shoved deep inside of her drowning in her flesh and blood.

“What are your thoughts on sodomy, Ashlyn?”

His red eyes were deep, dark, ruby chips in his skull. There was nothing in his eyes to give the woman a false hope that she would be escaping with her life now. He suddenly burst in to righteous laughter. He’d asked her her thoughts; he hadn’t needed to ask for as soon as he asked the question her mind was alight with the thoughts of oral or anal rape and horror, so pure he fed off of it as if it were a hearty meal that was utterly delicious. His fingers plunged deeper and he felt a bone, her broke the tip off her rib and lifted it out of her body staring at the glistening white bone in the moonlight.

”Pretty…I’ll wear this so you know better than to have designs upon my boyfriends body.”

Axel lifted his blade once more and slashed her skirt open. He would carve her up, make it so her legs could never spread for another man, so her body would never be competition in his mind. His head was drowning in different maneuvers that could make her too wide or too disgusting, maybe things that would never heal that she’d be stuck in a hospital, he was already blocking off her powers easily by gripping that part of her mind. He stared down at her quietly then got up and rammed his foot in to her throat once more, he closed his eyes and shivered listening to the sounds of her choking under his heavy foot, waiting to hear the familiar crack of her neck starting to break.

He shrugged his cloak off and ripped off what was left of his shirt, by now both his hands were gloveless and bathed in her blood so much so they looked as though he were wearing gloves up to his elbows. He licked her blood from his finger tips and smeared the rest down his stomach before he bent over her again.

“You know…about five hundred years ago the ancient Aztecs used to sacrifice humans…slaves to their gods. They would gut the person and rip their hearts out through their stomach…I think that’s a fitting death for a slut, don’t you?”

He flipped the blade and shoved it down in to her stomach, rocking the blade back and forth spattering his face with her warm blood, the liquid dripping down his cheeks, his chin, sliding like obscene poison down his throat to his chest to join the smears and lower.

“It’ll only hurt for a while…then you’ll be free from this hell. Aren’t you happy? Answer me Ashlyn!”

[Ashlyn Crawford]

Ashlyn Ebony Crawford
One last day
One last chance
This is the time I need
To find who I really am

There were a few thougths running through her head right now. Probably the most strong was that she wanted somebody to come to where they were. Sure she was giving herself false hope but atleast it was something. The possibility of somebody coming was 0% but she had to think of something, if she focused one something else then the pain wouldn't be as much, would it?.

But why was Axel doing this, he was bound to know how upset Ian would be if she died tonight. But maybe that's why he was doing it, if Ash died then Ian would need a shoulder to cry on, and from what she had learned Axel would be there for him in a flash.

All she could do was watch on as Axel did all thi to her, she tried not to look at Axel, instead she looked at the hand that was flopped out of the security booth, willing the guard to wake up and take Axel away from her but she knew it wouldn't work. She knew that she was going to die but she wasn't going to just give up, she would try and do whatever she would to get Axel away from her. But then even more pain, xel drove the blade further into her stomach and even more blood came flowing out of her mouth. The pain was too unbearable. In the back of her mind she wished that Axel would just get over it with and kill her. But he wouldn't, he was having to much fun doing what he was doing.

A sigh of relieve in a way left her lips as he draged the blade
out of her body, she then watched on in horror as he riped his shirt open, was he really going to do it? After stabbing her was he going to rape her as well. She coughed up a spit of blood and coughed as he plunched his fingers into the slit he had made in her stomach a few minutes earlier. It was apparent to Ash that Axel was enjoying what he was doing. He wasn't just doing it because he was jealous that she and Ian had something, but he was happy that he was doing it.

Just then her fear was confirmed in a way, he asked her what he thoughs on sodomy were, and she couldn't help but feel sick and a horrible feeling in the pit of her gut, as much as she tried to move and get him off of her she was just to strong for Ash to handle. Ash coughed again when she felt him grab hold of a bone and then: Crack. All Ash could do was scream and cry. She was going to die but Axel was going to make it as painful as possible and she knew it.

By this point she was surprised that she was still able to keep her eyes open, but she was horified by what she saw, he was crack her rib off and was holding it examining it in the moonlight, what sort of maniac would find pleasure out of doing this. Once he spoke she knew he was talking about Ian.

She then closed her eyes as she saw Axel drop the blade again, but he didn't plunge it onto her, instead he used it to slash open her skirt. Now all her underwear was exposed. Once her moved her tried to move back but then his foot slammed down on her throat. She coughed and closed her eyes.

She watched in disgust as he licked and smallowed her blood and smeared the rest over his exposed chest. She then stared in his red eyes as he bent over her again, she then listned to what Axel was saying, well half heartedly, then he did it again. Stabbed the blade into her stomach, rocked it back at forth. As soon as she felt even more blood splurt out of her body she could feel herself slipping away. She knw that if she let herself fall asleep then she wouldn''t wake up again.

It was evident that Ash wasn't going to get out of this although deep down she had convinced herself that she would, one he spoke again, she opened her mouth but nothing came out, unable to move unable to speak she was completely at the mercy of Axel.