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Infinity's Row: Uncontrollable

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Post by WritingBookworm on Mon Nov 30, 2015 1:05 pm

One of my assignments for Creative Writing was to write a scene in which a character comes to a point of no return. Eventually, I ended up writing this because it definitely meets the criteria.

This is a short canon thing taking place about five years or so before the current point in IR. For now, it's a oneshot, but seeing as this is just the beginning, there's definitely potential for a sequel considering there's a crapton of aftermath.



Infinity's Row: Uncontrollable



"Now you stay out there,” said Mrs. Abrams, “and think about what you’ve done.”

Cold, starving, and in a crippling amount of pain, eleven-year-old Natasha Reaves was far too weak to protest as her foster mother slammed the door shut and locked it. Once again, she was trapped in the fenced backyard, left outside on a freezing Gaiat night. The sight of the delicate snowflakes descending through the wintery air normally would have been beautiful, but thrown outside into a bitter, below zero-degree temperature with no coat or shoes, all Natasha could focus on was trying not to shiver too much.

Trembling, Natasha gradually lifted herself up from the ground, spitting snow from her mouth. She rose into a sitting position, and let her back rest against the house --

She screamed when the still-bleeding lashes across her back touched the house. She screamed, and screamed, and screamed until her throat was raw.

Natasha brought her knees to her chest, huddling as best as she could against the cold. She hugged her legs with both arms and whimpered, once again resigning herself to her situation.

She had no idea how long she sat out there, shaking and shivering and desperately trying to remember what warmth felt like. She did as Mrs. Abrams told and thought about what she did. She thought about how she tried to sneak into the kitchen and snatch a piece of bread due to being starved for forty-eight hours. She thought about how, as a reward, she received a belt to her back and subsequently got thrown outside.

But what she thought about more was her family. She thought of her blood parents, who would never hurt her in this way, and how their cold, dead eyes stared up at nothing on that fateful night. She especially thought of her older brother, who was in no state to provide for her in the wake of tragedy. She thought of the tender love in his eyes when he parted with her, and the promise he bestowed.

“I’m going to come back for you,” he had said.

He would come back for her.

He would come back.

He would.

Would he?

Something thin and sharp pricked at the backs of her eyelids. She swallowed, buried her head into her knees, and willed the tears out.

She heard a faint crunching, like a footstep pressing into snow.

Natasha stopped. She lifted her head from her knees, blinked, and saw something curious.

A panther. A glossy black panther, right in the backyard.

Temporarily forgetting about the pain, Natasha knit her eyebrows. How did it get inside?

“Because I am no ordinary panther, child.”

Natasha jumped. Her brown eyes widened. She scrambled back, instantly crying out when her back again pressed against the house.

The panther chuckled. “In a bit of pain, aren’t you?”

Natasha gulped. “Wh-Who are you?”

“Ah. I have many names, child. Many titles. My true name is Pansa. But to many, I am known as something else.”

Slowly, Natasha went cold. This time, it wasn’t because of the temperature.

“The Panther Jun,” she said quietly.

Natasha had heard many tales about the Juns throughout her lifetime, about great, terrible, and bloodthirsty demons that took on the form of an animal. The power of one such demon was great enough to destroy entire cities in one fell swoop, and to bring down mountains at a whim.

Their destruction didn’t just stop there. Sometimes, they attached themselves to a human. They dwelled within their bodies, allowing one such human to become a Jun host. With two souls fighting for control over one body, the host would be driven to insanity. It might take time; years, even. But in the end, the host would always succumb.

Natasha paled.

Then she launched up to her feet and pounded on the door. “HELP -- “

“They refuse to hear you, child,” the Panther Jun said. “They laugh when you cry and beat you when you beg. Why, they are far more monstrous than even I can ever be. You’re trapped in a vicious cycle of abuse . . . “

The Panther Jun bent her head.

“Unless you end it.”

Natasha froze.

Slowly, she turned. She met the Panther’s smoldering golden eyes.

“You mean become a Jun host.”

The Panther Jun sat down, patient. “Yes, and gain every last drop of my power.”

“And go crazy in the process? No thanks.”

“Hmm. So you’ve heard the stories. Will you go insane? Perhaps. Will you die shortly thereafter? Potentially. But one thing is certain; should you accept my offer, you will no longer be a victim.”

Natasha was silent.

The Panther Jun was obviously attempting to use her, prey on her weaknesses in order to eventually consume her. But she was also right.

Initially, Natasha had resigned herself as helpless. But now . . . she could change that.

Oh, she could change that all right. With that power, she could turn the tides, and unleash destruction on anyone that ever laid a finger on her.

With that power, she would no longer be a victim.

Natasha stepped forward. “What do I have to do?”

The Jun’s lips cracked into something resembling a wicked smile. “Simply come forward, child. Accept it.”

So she did. Setting back her shoulders and locking her eyes on the Jun, that’s exactly what Natasha did.

She stopped once she reached the Panther Jun. She looked down at her, and saw the Jun’s eyes gleaming, daring her to go on.

Natasha stretched her arm forward . . . only to pause.

Did she have to do this? If she did, then she could very well regret it for the rest of her short life. Besides, Mordecai said he would come for her when he was ready.

But when would that be? When? Natasha couldn’t just wait for him.

No. This was something she had to do do.

Natasha placed her hand on top of the Panther Jun’s head.

She had a feeling that should the abuse continue, it would eventually become so terrible that she would end up dying from it anyways. On the other hand, if she perished because of this choice, then at least it would be her decision, made on her own terms.

Natasha closed her eyes . . .

And willed herself to open up to the demon.

Immediately long, violet tendrils of dark magic exploded from the Panther Jun. It circled around them, slowly at first. Then it spiraled around, and around, and around and around and around, working to merge two beings into one, until the girl and the demon were lost in a tornado of violet --

It stopped.

All at once, the magic dissipated into glittering specks of violet, sinking down to the ground like snow.

In the aftermath, there remained only the raven-haired girl. Her eyes remained closed, and she was as still as the calm before the uncontrollable storm.

Then, Natasha’s eyes exploded open.

They were golden.
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Re: Infinity's Row: Uncontrollable

Post by Athena Lionheart on Mon Nov 30, 2015 1:09 pm

Nice, Writing! Dang! Very Happy
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Re: Infinity's Row: Uncontrollable

Post by Hime on Mon Nov 30, 2015 1:12 pm

Holy crap. I got chills. This was both beautiful and terrifying . . . I love it, Writing! Very Happy
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Re: Infinity's Row: Uncontrollable

Post by Salphirix on Mon Nov 30, 2015 2:13 pm

This was very well written! The descriptions were spot on, you could feel the emotion---now you have me hooked on explaining Keiran's. Gg.
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Re: Infinity's Row: Uncontrollable

Post by WritingBookworm on Wed Dec 02, 2015 4:40 pm

Thank you, guys! Your support means a lot. I love you
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