Originally posted by silvertsume
* growls in a frusterated way* " well i care...! you just saved me..." she changed to her wolf form and howled a warning to the other wolf. " this isnt your territory.. he is not your prey..." she thought aloud.
I only did it because you shold live...*he continued to limp*
~YAY!!! ITS BACKK!!! Too bad I wasn't the first one to say that 🙁~
After no response, Jin thought it had to be a staring contest. Glaring back at her, Jin started to notice a feint colour change in the girls’ eyes. He was about to close his eyes and rub them, but remembered that this was a contest and that the colour change had to be one of her tricks. So, you think you can beat me with those puny little tricks? Think again! Opening his eyes even wider, Jin saw the girl twitch a bit.
After the slight twitch, Jin started to feel a bit unconscious. There was something wrong with him. Jin felt like he was being controlled by someone else, and that someone was going through his mind. Flashes of his memory began to flow before his eyes.
The memories were from his childhood, and then carried on to his present life. The shocking incidents he had witnessed were also jumbled into the memories, but not in the right order. Tears began to flow down his cheeks, he could not scream, he could not move, he could not do anything except watch his nightmares as they were being played out.
Suddenly, the memories stopped before they could finish and right at that moment, his vision came back, his feelings came back, his movements came back, everything came back. Falling to the floor, Jin landed on his knees, the memories were too much for him to handle. He had put up a wall so that he wouldn't have to remember, but something tore it down.
The girl jerked back and tripped herself onto the filthy, dirt covered, ground. Jin was still paralyzed by the visions he had seen, but his eyes could still see clearly what was happening outside.
The girl began to curl in fear; she seemed to have been scared by something. Jin began to think to himself, because the numbness of his body still had not returned, but the feelings of loneliness had. Are you scared of me or is it that you are scared of what you see? Why did I see all those things? Why did it happen now? Why can’t I forget? Why? WHY? WHY?!?