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Kara x Zephyrine
One of the downsides of being short-ish and thin meant it was hard for Emerson to overpower bigger people, but that didn't stop her from running and leaping onto Marcus' back as soon as he jabbed the pole back into Bones. She wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, pulling back on him as hard as she could screaming insults and threats into his ear, her face red from fury. She couldn't look at Bones -she was afraid to.
Marcus growled and grabbed Emerson arms and tossed her over his head and onto the floor "That's enough" he snapped and glared at her. He let out a slow breath before walking over to her and grabbed her by the hair and dragged her back over to the pole. Bones wasn't dead and he wouldn't die from this wound, well it was possible but very unlikely. "Just let her go" he said. "Please," he grunted and spit out more blood. "Just kill me and let her go" he said.
Marcus chuckled, "Now why would I do that?"
The breath was knocked out of Emerson at the toss onto the floor, and she was still coughing when Marcus grabbed her hair and dragged her. It made her sick; the same hair Bones had touched caressingly was now being pulled by a psychopathic demon. She didn't care much for Bones' bargaining, though, and managed to spit out a 'no!' at him while she struggled to stand rather than being dragged across the dusty warehouse floor. She would rather have died than watched Crispin be hurt, but that seemed to be the same thing he was saying.
Marcus tied Emerson back up, again using an enchanted rope. He then went about and explained to her what he was going to do to her, in very explicit language. He liked doing that every once in a while, though it was mostly so that he could see them struggle and well he thought it was funny when they cursed at him. While Marcus was distracted Bones put his hand on the pole the spot that was right next to his his stomach. Then a moment later his hand turned red, and became boiling hot. It was a newer power so he doubted Marcus knew anything about it. Which was a good thing. Meant that he wouldn't know that he could melt the metal of the pole.
Emerson couldn't help the shaking of her hands as Marcus slowly, vulgarly told her how he was going to hurt her while Bones watched. She only stole on glance at him, and something was weird with his hands, but she quickly honed in on the older demon, her chest heaving as she finally caught her breath back. "You must have come from a horrible part of hell to be so sad and pathetic," she spat, her eyes stinging from the growing pain in her wrists. That alone made her want to hiss and kick at him.
Marcus chuckled, "Sad, definitely not" he said with a smile and laughed softly. "I'm actually very happy. I get to kill angels everyday, and I finally have a reason to kill my pathetic son" he said with a smirk "I living the dream" he said jokingly with a laugh. "I'll be right back, got to go and get my tools" He said and winked before walking away from her. Bones let him leave before breaking the pole , since he had melted it enough by that point. He pulled the one part of of his side before carefully pushing himself self away from the wall and off the pole slowly. After a few moments he fell onto the floor with a groan, "Fuck" He hissed, and just laid there a moment, a little out of it.
Emerson bared her teeth at Marcus' retreating back, still watching the doorway hen she heard a thump and hiss from where Bones had been, her eyes shot to the pole, immediately finding Bones laying face-first on the floor. She scrambled to stand on her bare feet, pulling forward but limited by the pole and the enchanted ropes tearing at her already raw skin. "Are you... Bones, what did you do?" she demanded in a hurried whisper, looking back to the door.
Bones groaned softly and pushed himself up off the floor and onto his hands and knees. "Just got myself off that fucking pole" he said and groaned in pain. He closed his eyes for a moment and let out a slow breath before crawling over to Emerson, walking would take to much effort. He again cut her rope, cause again he didn't get it taken away from him. "Go" he said and looked up at her meet her gaze. "I'll just slow you down" he said and smiled small. "And before you start, don't worry, I'll be fine okay. Don't plan on being a martyr anytime soon."
"You're a goddamned idiot if you think I'm leaving you here," Emerson told him, again looping her arm around his waist to help him stand. "Something is seriously wrong with your father's head. It's like after he started loosing marbles, someone just dumped and replaced them with a torture obsession. It's a hundred times worse than what I thought of you when you asked for that potion." She was kind of trying to lighten to mood, even though it was stupid. She was careful of the hole in his side, finally taking a step.
Bones chuckled softly and shook his head, "Like Father like Son" he said and laughed a bit. Though a few moments later he sobered up and bit and sighed, "We're not to different you know, him and me" he said, he wasn't as nuts as his father but he had the same torture tendencies and that would never change. He sighed softly, "Seriously though you should just go, I'll get myself out" he said seriously and turned his head slightly to look at her. "I don't want us to get caught again because of me" he said.
Honestly, Emerson didn't want to compare Bones and Marcus. They were totally different to her, even though she knew they were both demons. She stopped by a low-hanging window that looked out into the grass next to the warehouse. "Sit here. I'm going to try and slow him down." Without waiting, she let go of Bones and jogged over to the rod covered in his blood, pulling the broken piece from the ground and carrying it over to the pole she'd been bound to. "It's not like I'm slowing you down anyway. If I stay with you, then we would both get caught. If I don't..." She trailed off, cupping her hand at the base of the pull and freezing it beyond a little frost. Once satisfied, she hit the pole with her fist hard and caught it as it fell with the other, picking up both pieces of metal and heading for the hall way that Marcus had disappeared down, rolling the sliding door shut and studying it to set up the block.
Bones sighed softly when she yet again didn't listen to him. He'd much rather just him then both of them get caught. Though it wasn't like he could forced her to leave him. He leaned back against the wall next to the window and closed his eyes, and just willed himself to heal faster. He just put all his strength into making his healing ability faster. Probably didn't do much, but even just a little bit would help. "That's no going to slow him down much" he said after giving up on the healing thing. "We should just go" he said as he watched her block the door some how with the pole. "What are you doing anyway?"
"There's a hole in the floor where a lock thing used to be," Emerson muttered, both to herself and Bones. She looped the shorter rod through the door handles before grabbing the pole and sliding it down through that and dropping it into the hole in the ground. The pole was a little too small to perfectly fit, but for now it worked. Then she looked up, looking for something to keep the top of it in place. "At least now he has nothing to tie me to." She should have thought of breaking that earlier. Emerson climbed up the makeshift lock, sticking her bare feet in odd places for balance before pulling down a trap door that might have once been a window into the hallway. Anyway, it was open, and she carefully, quietly dropped it and slid the jams into place before hopping down and running to Bones. "Maybe it won't work, I don't know...." She trailed off, thinking of Marcus' power level. With that, he could break it in a couple blows. She pulled Bones to stand again and started helping him towards the exit. "Let's go."
Bones watched her for a moment before sighing softly and closing his eyes again. A few moments later he felt her help him back up and sighed softly before before opening his eyes and starting to move again. It was easier for him to walk though now so after a few steps he smiled at Emerson and stepped away from her to do it himself. ((Sorry it's so short))
((It's alright!))
The moment after Bones stepped away, Emerson jogged to open the door. "Damn it," she muttered. It was locked. She slipped past Crispin to one of the windows, sliding it open. "It's not that much of a drop," she told him, looking down.
The moment after Bones stepped away, Emerson jogged to open the door. "Damn it," she muttered. It was locked. She slipped past Crispin to one of the windows, sliding it open. "It's not that much of a drop," she told him, looking down.
Bones nodded slightly and walked over to the window, "You go first" he said with a smile. "And I won't have any arguments on the subject" he said seriously, his voice definitely voicing the fact that he wasn't backing down on this.
Emerson rolled her eyes. "Stubborn ass," she muttered, putting on leg then the other out the window before dropping in the dead, frosted grass. "Come on." She stepped back a bit so Bones could follow.
Bones watched her a moment before doing the same, hr didn't land quit as gracefully as her, but he didn't hurt himself either, which was good. He was still really weak from the neck break and being impaled, but he could walk now. "Okay, let's go" he said and took her hand before running across the grass.
Emerson ran alongside Bones, holding onto his hand like a lifeline. "I need supplies from my shop to clean out your... Everything," she told him, surveying him out of the corner of her eye as they ran. "But he knows where that is, obviously. It's not safe to be there."
"That's why we'r going to my house" Bones said and ducked behind a tree fro a moment so they could talk. "He wouldn't know where my.... murder house is" he said and smiled small. "I'm good at covering my tracks and I had a witch put a spell on it when I first moved here" he said and just rest there for a moment before looking out to make sure they were being followed. "Okay, let's go" he said and started moving again.
While Bones talked, she looked at the two holes in him and grimaced. "Alright..." She said when she motioned to keep going. She was more worried about it getting infected than anything, but followed him along, careful to not step with her feet on any rocks.
Bones lead the way out of the wooded area and onto the high way. Then he sighed softly, "Okay, I think we should be far enough away now" he said and looked around a bit before running across the street. A moment later he pulled Emerson close and they disappeared and reappeared in his living room, he teleported them.Bones stumbled back a bit and flopped down on his couch. He was a little worried about Copper, but he knew she could take care of herself, and that she knew to come here if he ever didn't show back up at the house.
Emerson shook her head, thinking she would never get used to teleporting. She recognized the house as the one they had held their drinking game in a few months ago and sat down on the couch next to Bones softly. "Take off your shirt," she ordered, wanting to look at it before making a decision.
Bones grumbled slightly, "Don't worry about it, it'll heal" he said before slipping his shirt off and tossing it onto the floor. He leaned back onto the couch and closed his eyes a bit and relaxed. He really didn't care if he got blood all over the couch.
"Don't tell me what to do," Emerson shot back quietly, bending to peer at the bloody gaps. "That warehouse was old... I don't trust what was put through you." She bit her lip, standing up and walking to where she remembered the liquor cabinet to be. "At least let me clean it." She grabbed a bottle and found a clean towel, bringing both back to Bones. She studied his tattoos as well, but was more worried about the task at hand. As she opened the bottle and poured some of the liquor onto the towel, she whispered, "I thought you were dead," before swiping at his abdomen to clean the area.
Bones opened his eyes and lightly put his hand over hers "I know and I'm sorry" he said and sat up a bit with a grimace. "But you really don't have to worry about that. Takes a lot more then a snapped neck to kill me" he said and smiled small. He slowly brought his hand up to her cheek and caressed it lightly before leaning in and kissing her softly, his fingers moving back and up through her hair.
Emerson froze with her hand on his stomach, slowly kissing Bone back. She pulled away just enough to mutter, "If you ever die again, I'll kill you," before realizing that it was the stupidest treat she had ever heard, and looked for something to change the subject with. "Um, I did something really weird... I, uh... Kissed you when you died." She let a breathy laugh escape her lips.
Bones chuckled softly and shook his head, "You're so weird" he said and kissed her softly before pulling away and meeting her eyes, "Not for doing it but for telling about it" he said with a smile before leaning back on the couch. "And hey if I ever do really die I'm gonna come back to haunt yo ass. Ain't never gonna get rid of me" he said.
"Well, good, I wouldn't actually want to get rid of you," Emerson replied, going back to study the wounds. "They're not too bad, but they would probably feel a lot better if I had my herbs. Then again, we wouldn't want you converting to free-spirited, 60s Crispin." She smirked, wiping off a little more blood before sitting down next to him. "And I only told you because I wanted you to feel as weird about it as I did."
Bones chuckled softly and shook his head slightly, "It's fine can't even feel it" he said with a smile and watched her for a moment. "And no wouldn't want that" he said and laughed softly before wrapping his arm around and lightly pulling her closer. "Though I really do think we have to talk about something" he said and turned his head to look over at her.
Emerson leaned into him a little, though she pulled back to search his face at his last statement. "Uh-oh." She narrowed her eyes. "What's wrong?" she demanded, turning to the side so her body faced him. She pulled her knees to her chest, resting her chin on one and taking Bones' hand in the other.
Bones sighed, "I just want you to understand that I'm really not that much better then my father" he said and sighed again. "I mean I still kill people all the time. I skip the sleeping with women part but this house is still very much in use" he said and paused a moment before continuing. "I meant that thing he did to you, telling you every I've done it hundred of times. I've left girls in the basement for days, before finally coming back down here to deal with em" he said and sighed softly. "And I do enjoy, and don't feel even a little bad about" he said, because he really wanted her to know what she was getting into. They's both kind of been sugar coating what he does, but it needs to stop. "I don't care about anyone's life but my own and the people I care about, which is very few people" he said. "me and my father really aren't that different. I just haven't directed any of it at you before"
Though Emerson heard Bones out without interrupting, she did turn her gaze away and stared at the wall. When he finished, she paused a moment. "I know you're not a saint, Bones. Earlier when I said I didn't think you were like your father, I meant... Even you said you wouldn't kill your own family by choice. You wouldn't kill your twins," she murmured, looking and picking at a loose thread in her jeans. "Your father was looking for any excuse to off you." She was quiet for a second, not wanting to ask but feeling that she had to. "Do you mostly target women?"
Bones nodded slightly, "Kind of yeah, I mean more so when I was sleeping with them, with permission. Now that I don't sleep with them as well I don't really care who it is or what gender they are" he said and sighed softly. "And I have killed my family before, sure Jacqueline told you about it because she can't keep for fucking mouth shut, but I have." he said. "Killed my little brother. I had several chances where I could have just restrained him and not kill him but I didn't do it. I was just so angry that he'd even attacked me that I just didn't care."
Emerson was silent again, kind of surprised Bones had figured that out. She bit her lip, hard, until she replied, "If your brother hadn't attacked you over that gang thing... You would have killed him, right? It was provoked." She hadn't figured Bones could have stopped it; Emerson had just assumed it had happened so fast that the only option was to kill. She tilted her head, now looking back to Crispin.
"No I wouldn't have, but that' snot what I'm trying to say" Bones said and sighed softly. "I jut want to know that you know what your getting into with this. I'm not my father, but I'm not exactly better then him either" he said and smiled small. "I actually care about my family, but everything else is probably about the same" he said. "Just want to get everything out in the open, so that if you want to you can just run, not have to worry about getting caught again"
Emerson rolled her eyes. "I'm not going anywhere. Unless that was you subtly kicking me out of your fun house," she stated, studying Crispin. "Even then I can't leave; I'm still studying this, this, and that," she said, gently touching the skin near his wounds and neck. She sighed, leaning her head on his arm. "How pissed do you think your father is this second?"
"About as pissed as one person could possible be" Bones said, kind of relieved she hadn't walked out the door. He'd never admit it out loud but she really did mean a lot to him. He didn't want to lose her, but he didn't want to lie to her anymore either. "Don't worry about it, I'll be pretty much completely healed by tomorrow" he said.
"You better be. I'm holding that against you," Emerson only half-teased. She closed her eyes for a bit before sitting back up and taking a deep breath. She hadn't had a day half as eventful since Kylist's death. "Want me to go out and look for Copper?" she offered, running a hand over her face. She kind of needed something to do or she was afraid she'd start bawling, which was stupid and embarrassing.
"If you want too" Bones said and smiled at her, he was kind of worried about the mngwa but he knew she could take care of herself. More resourceful and strong then he was anyway. He stood up as well, though he had no intentions of going with her, probably get his ass chewed if he did. "I'm going upstairs to take a shower" he said and smiled small before ambling over to the staircase.
"You do that," Emerson teased before grabbing the liquor bottle and bringing it into the kitchen. She stopped in front of the sink and turned it on, washing her sore, bloodied wrists. Beneath the dried blood they were already scabbing, and after a moment she stepped away and turned off the sink. She stood there for a moment before deciding to head out and find Copper.
Bones nodded slightly and went up the stairs and too the bathroom. His shirt was already off so he just pulled off his pants and boxers before stepping into the shower. He turned the water on as hot as it goes like always and started rinsing off the blood and his wounds a bit.
Emerson figured starting to look for the hellcat at her shop was the smartest, so that was where she headed. Even if Copper wasn't there, she could at least grab some shoes, although the snow beneath her feet felt good. Humans tended to think that was odd nowadays. In a few moments, she was in front of the shop-slash-apartment and looked at Bones' truck. The driver's door was open, and it was empty, but a trail of blood -which she bean covering up with snow as she pocketed his keys and closed the door- led to the alleyway next to the brick shop. In the depths of it, she found one mangled body and the Mngwa chewing on a detached leg, and Emerson smirked, heading inside to grab the potion she'd been reaching for earlier.
Bones stayed in the shower for a long time before finally getting out and drying himself off. He slowly walked to his room and flopped down on his bed, not even bothering to pull on a clean pair of boxers. He made himself comfortable and closed his eyes, if he slept his wounds would heal faster, and the faster the better. After just a few moments he managed to fall into a deep sleep, just laying on top of his blankets, to lazy to crawl under them.
Inside her shop, Emerson slid on socks and boots before grabbing the bottle, wondering if Copper had eaten the other demon or if he had gotten away. She stepped back outside, allowing the Mngwa to keep the leg but dumped the sample on the rest of the body. She patted the Mngwa's head and said," C'mon, Copper," hoping the hellcat would follow as she walked back to Bones' truck and opened the door for her. She climbed in and started it, not caring if the demon would rather pick up the truck on his own and drove back to his murder house.
Inside, it was quiet so she figured Bones had gone to bed. The cat brought the leg in and hopped on the couch, chewing on it as Emerson went back into the kitchen to wash her hands, climbing into a chair near the couch and resting her eyes a few minutes later. She didn't mean to fall asleep but did, curled up with a pillow she'd snuck out from under the cat.
Inside, it was quiet so she figured Bones had gone to bed. The cat brought the leg in and hopped on the couch, chewing on it as Emerson went back into the kitchen to wash her hands, climbing into a chair near the couch and resting her eyes a few minutes later. She didn't mean to fall asleep but did, curled up with a pillow she'd snuck out from under the cat.
Bones woke up about an hour later and grumbled as he pushed himself up onto his feet. He ambled over to his dresser and pulled on a pair of boxers and then just some shorts before heading downstairs. He smiled when he saw Copper laying o the couch and walked over to her. "Hey girl" he said and scratched her behind the ears before sitting down with her on the couch. Copper stopped chewing the legs and kind of just knocked it off the couch before crawling onto Bones's lap and laying down.
Emerson heard Bones and opened an eye, peering at the two before nuzzling back into the pillow. "I know she killed a least one of the other goons but couldn't find the second body," she murmured quietly. "I hope you don't mind that I let her take the leg... I was afraid she would take one of my limbs as payment if I didn't."
Bones chuckled, "It's fine" he said and started scratching the cat behind the ear. "If you're tired you can go upstairs and use the bed" he said and looked over at her, she looked tired but he doubt she'd except the offer.
"No, I'm fine. Just thinking." Emerson sat up, running a hand through her hair. "I kind of feel useless," she admitted after a moment, biting her lip. "I didn't defend myself or you that well. If you hadn't gotten off of that stupid pole I'd be dead." She didn't doubt that Bones would have made it, though. "So thanks..."
Bones grunted during the whole process, struggling and kind of hitting at Marcus as he did it, but it didn't seem to do anything to the old man. When the turned bit entered his side he almost screamed, but held it in. Didn't want to give the old bastard the satisfaction of hearing him scream again.