Post by Zuyuri on Jun 11, 2018 23:52:24 GMT
((Redirected from the Lilith Elsa thread in the bayou. to catch up look there and then come back))
Elsa blinked into the mist. Nothing could be seen more miles and miles. It was just her and this mysterious white haired woman. If this was the bayou, she didn't remember it being so cold. It was summer in Lousiana. Why was it cold? She looked down at the bridge they were standing on. She remembered reading about this spot. The BPD was often called out here to investigate cases. It was rare that most of them were supernatural homicides. This was a place where people often flung themselves to their deaths. She tightened her grip on the support. Frost shot over the area. She glared at the white haired woman.
"Why did you bring me here? To take in the view?"
The white haired woman stared at her coldly. But then her eyes shifted. Elsa froze. The woman's eyes no longer were shimmering...they were some other stare. A stare she knew all too well. They were the hazel stare of her disapproving father.
"Elsa..." Her father's voice was echoing through the mist. He was scolding her angrily. "What have you done?!"
"What have I done?" Elsa asked, looking around. "What...what do you mean?"
"Elsa, you shattered our family!" Her father was yelling. All of the sudden, he was right in her face. Exactly how she remembered him. His picture had hung in her house somewhere before she had covered it with a black curtain after he and her mother passed away. His hazel eyes were bearing into her with so much scolding. His chiseled nose was pressing against her face. He held up her hands. "All because of this! I did everything to protect you!"
Elsa clenched her fist. "No. You didn't. You tried to hide my gifts when I was a child! It was only when I turned sixteen that you started caring!" Her hands shook. Frost was collecting from the tips of her toes. It spread across the bridge. The wood slats turned white and crusted. The powder of some overlying frost covered it. The rope beneath her became ice cold. Scraps of moss became a pale shade of green. She approached her father so she was staring directly into his eyes. Her eyes were brimming with unshed tears. "You didn't even come to my graduation from law school..."
"Because the laws you wanted to uphold didn't fall into our family."
"Yes they did! Don't you see, you may not have been a gifted human like me, but the laws still applied to you! You were in such denial, so much shame that your own daughter." She shut her eyes to avoid looking at him. "Why are you even here? You're supposed to be dead." Yes. that was right. They died when she completed her undergraduate degree before moving down to Louisiana. She swung her hand at the figure before her, expecting to hit flesh. All she swatted was air with angry snow flashes flying from her palm.
Elsa glanced around. She was alone on the bridge now. The only thing keeping her company was the frost. She ran to one side to try and exit. At least that way she could get help. That she had been abducted and the woman had brought her here. But as she ran, something held her back. The woman had returned, blocking her off.
"Your father disowned you. It doesn't make you cry?"
Elsa grimaced. "Step aside. Let me go. Whatever it is you want, please, just...take it. Take my house, take my money, anything!"
"Weiss was so sucked in by her shadows..."
Elsa paused. 'What? How did you." Right. It was news all over the media.
The woman was gone. Elsa made a step to the bridge, but the exit was blocked by an invisible barrier. She pounded at it. Nothing. She stepped back to try and hit it with ice blasts. All it did was succesfully put up a wall of ice that she couldn't knock down. She even tried to thaw it, but the mist froze and became fractalized. There was only one way down from the bridge now. It was the way most people tried to go anyways. Elsa peered below, trying to find where the water in the bayou began.
"Look below, Elsa..." the woman cooed. "There are so many of them you could have helped..."
Something popped through the surface of the water. Elsa had to stifle her gasp. The figure was a child. The body was pale from lack of oxygen. The veins were popping out of their skin. Their eyes were glassed over. More bodies like it began to pop out. She recognized a surprising amount of them. Some were cops that she had defended. But the worst ones that appeared in the sea of bodies floating in the bayou were the faces that she loved for and cared for. But how was it possible? Weiss wasn't dead. Neither was Ralph.
"They may not have died physically, but mentally they were injured. You tried to be the lifeline. You tried to be the water that held them. But no, instead yyou were given the cold shoulder."
Elsa shook her head, tried to shut out the images. No. She had done everything She bent over backwards, she studied law after law to try and save them. She had contacted Weiss over and over again, determined to make the girl open up in her life of abuse and cruelty. All she got was people turning away. They didn't ant her help. They didn't need her help. Elsa looked farther into the water. Her hands gripped the bridge of ice. The heat of her own tears stung which was whipped back by cold. The pain hurt. Her chest was aching as she saw the faces floating in the water. What was worse was the ice was continuing to crawl. The floating bodies were covered in the ice.
"NO!"
The lawyer reached one hand forward. Yet if she had leaned to far, she would have fallen in herself. She gripped one outstretched hand, holding onto the rope with the other. As she reached forward, a lone tear fell from her cheeks. Elsa hadn't realized she was starting to cry when the bite hit her face. The cold air and heat mixed on her face. She crumbled onto the bridge, sobbing. A hand came up from behind her. The slender finger caressed a tear that hadn't fallen yet.
"Embrace what you're feeling Elsa. Become that emotion. Become...the Vessel of Sadness."
Elsa curled herself tighter into the ball. This woman was torturing her. The ice powers were turning against her. The cold was biting into her flesh and she knew it wasn't her powers. She shut her eyes tight. The tears were beginning to freeze to her eyes. She didn't even bother trying to fight. Slender hands were picking her up. The ice pinned her against something. Elsa couldn't even open her eyes through the frozen lids. She heard humming and she recognized it. It was one of her favorite funeral hymns. They had sung it when her parents died. She cried again. The warm tears were squeezing through her lids. The pain was enough to make her shed more.
"Thank you..." the woman breathed. The chill and biting were disappearing. The green-brown of the bayou returned, except for the small snowflake shaped divet that had appeared in the water.
_
IN his sleep, Shadow shot up from his bed by loud knocking. An alert was placed near a section of the bayou. He knew the area. This was a superstitious bridge that was meant to be haunted by the ghosts of suicide victims. Sunshine was outside the door with a coffee. They were assigned on this case, and he had laways left the talking to her. Assisting someone going through trauma was the worst.
Both of them arrived at the bridge and they frowned. The supposed jumper wasn't any stranger. It was Elsa. She was sobbing hysterically. Below her was a small blue-white patch of ice.
'Elsa!" Shadow called up.
The lawyer looked up. "Shadow? Sunshine? Is that you?"
"Yeah!" Sunshine called up. "Listen..."
"You don't understand! I'm not jumping!" Elsa called. "I'm stuck here. I can't get out!"
"What?!" Both cops were below her under the bridge.
"Some...some woman brought me here."
"A woman...what did she look like?"
"White hair, her eyes kept changing. She...she said something about me becoming a Vessel of Sadness. Then she left me here..."
Shadow's red eyes widened. No. His fate was sealed. Lilith had beaten them to the final piece of the portal that would spell the end of the world. Elsa had been the final piece. By using the lawyer's inner sadness, Lilith had succeeded in the magnum opus. He and Sunshine rushed to break apart the ice physically. With three punches and a team effort to pull her back over the edge, Elsa was free. She hugged them both and thanked them. Sunshine healed the chilled sections, and Shadow stared long and hard at the snowflake in the bayou's water. Elsa had no idea what she had wrought...
Elsa blinked into the mist. Nothing could be seen more miles and miles. It was just her and this mysterious white haired woman. If this was the bayou, she didn't remember it being so cold. It was summer in Lousiana. Why was it cold? She looked down at the bridge they were standing on. She remembered reading about this spot. The BPD was often called out here to investigate cases. It was rare that most of them were supernatural homicides. This was a place where people often flung themselves to their deaths. She tightened her grip on the support. Frost shot over the area. She glared at the white haired woman.
"Why did you bring me here? To take in the view?"
The white haired woman stared at her coldly. But then her eyes shifted. Elsa froze. The woman's eyes no longer were shimmering...they were some other stare. A stare she knew all too well. They were the hazel stare of her disapproving father.
"Elsa..." Her father's voice was echoing through the mist. He was scolding her angrily. "What have you done?!"
"What have I done?" Elsa asked, looking around. "What...what do you mean?"
"Elsa, you shattered our family!" Her father was yelling. All of the sudden, he was right in her face. Exactly how she remembered him. His picture had hung in her house somewhere before she had covered it with a black curtain after he and her mother passed away. His hazel eyes were bearing into her with so much scolding. His chiseled nose was pressing against her face. He held up her hands. "All because of this! I did everything to protect you!"
Elsa clenched her fist. "No. You didn't. You tried to hide my gifts when I was a child! It was only when I turned sixteen that you started caring!" Her hands shook. Frost was collecting from the tips of her toes. It spread across the bridge. The wood slats turned white and crusted. The powder of some overlying frost covered it. The rope beneath her became ice cold. Scraps of moss became a pale shade of green. She approached her father so she was staring directly into his eyes. Her eyes were brimming with unshed tears. "You didn't even come to my graduation from law school..."
"Because the laws you wanted to uphold didn't fall into our family."
"Yes they did! Don't you see, you may not have been a gifted human like me, but the laws still applied to you! You were in such denial, so much shame that your own daughter." She shut her eyes to avoid looking at him. "Why are you even here? You're supposed to be dead." Yes. that was right. They died when she completed her undergraduate degree before moving down to Louisiana. She swung her hand at the figure before her, expecting to hit flesh. All she swatted was air with angry snow flashes flying from her palm.
Elsa glanced around. She was alone on the bridge now. The only thing keeping her company was the frost. She ran to one side to try and exit. At least that way she could get help. That she had been abducted and the woman had brought her here. But as she ran, something held her back. The woman had returned, blocking her off.
"Your father disowned you. It doesn't make you cry?"
Elsa grimaced. "Step aside. Let me go. Whatever it is you want, please, just...take it. Take my house, take my money, anything!"
"Weiss was so sucked in by her shadows..."
Elsa paused. 'What? How did you." Right. It was news all over the media.
The woman was gone. Elsa made a step to the bridge, but the exit was blocked by an invisible barrier. She pounded at it. Nothing. She stepped back to try and hit it with ice blasts. All it did was succesfully put up a wall of ice that she couldn't knock down. She even tried to thaw it, but the mist froze and became fractalized. There was only one way down from the bridge now. It was the way most people tried to go anyways. Elsa peered below, trying to find where the water in the bayou began.
"Look below, Elsa..." the woman cooed. "There are so many of them you could have helped..."
Something popped through the surface of the water. Elsa had to stifle her gasp. The figure was a child. The body was pale from lack of oxygen. The veins were popping out of their skin. Their eyes were glassed over. More bodies like it began to pop out. She recognized a surprising amount of them. Some were cops that she had defended. But the worst ones that appeared in the sea of bodies floating in the bayou were the faces that she loved for and cared for. But how was it possible? Weiss wasn't dead. Neither was Ralph.
"They may not have died physically, but mentally they were injured. You tried to be the lifeline. You tried to be the water that held them. But no, instead yyou were given the cold shoulder."
Elsa shook her head, tried to shut out the images. No. She had done everything She bent over backwards, she studied law after law to try and save them. She had contacted Weiss over and over again, determined to make the girl open up in her life of abuse and cruelty. All she got was people turning away. They didn't ant her help. They didn't need her help. Elsa looked farther into the water. Her hands gripped the bridge of ice. The heat of her own tears stung which was whipped back by cold. The pain hurt. Her chest was aching as she saw the faces floating in the water. What was worse was the ice was continuing to crawl. The floating bodies were covered in the ice.
"NO!"
The lawyer reached one hand forward. Yet if she had leaned to far, she would have fallen in herself. She gripped one outstretched hand, holding onto the rope with the other. As she reached forward, a lone tear fell from her cheeks. Elsa hadn't realized she was starting to cry when the bite hit her face. The cold air and heat mixed on her face. She crumbled onto the bridge, sobbing. A hand came up from behind her. The slender finger caressed a tear that hadn't fallen yet.
"Embrace what you're feeling Elsa. Become that emotion. Become...the Vessel of Sadness."
Elsa curled herself tighter into the ball. This woman was torturing her. The ice powers were turning against her. The cold was biting into her flesh and she knew it wasn't her powers. She shut her eyes tight. The tears were beginning to freeze to her eyes. She didn't even bother trying to fight. Slender hands were picking her up. The ice pinned her against something. Elsa couldn't even open her eyes through the frozen lids. She heard humming and she recognized it. It was one of her favorite funeral hymns. They had sung it when her parents died. She cried again. The warm tears were squeezing through her lids. The pain was enough to make her shed more.
"Thank you..." the woman breathed. The chill and biting were disappearing. The green-brown of the bayou returned, except for the small snowflake shaped divet that had appeared in the water.
_
IN his sleep, Shadow shot up from his bed by loud knocking. An alert was placed near a section of the bayou. He knew the area. This was a superstitious bridge that was meant to be haunted by the ghosts of suicide victims. Sunshine was outside the door with a coffee. They were assigned on this case, and he had laways left the talking to her. Assisting someone going through trauma was the worst.
Both of them arrived at the bridge and they frowned. The supposed jumper wasn't any stranger. It was Elsa. She was sobbing hysterically. Below her was a small blue-white patch of ice.
'Elsa!" Shadow called up.
The lawyer looked up. "Shadow? Sunshine? Is that you?"
"Yeah!" Sunshine called up. "Listen..."
"You don't understand! I'm not jumping!" Elsa called. "I'm stuck here. I can't get out!"
"What?!" Both cops were below her under the bridge.
"Some...some woman brought me here."
"A woman...what did she look like?"
"White hair, her eyes kept changing. She...she said something about me becoming a Vessel of Sadness. Then she left me here..."
Shadow's red eyes widened. No. His fate was sealed. Lilith had beaten them to the final piece of the portal that would spell the end of the world. Elsa had been the final piece. By using the lawyer's inner sadness, Lilith had succeeded in the magnum opus. He and Sunshine rushed to break apart the ice physically. With three punches and a team effort to pull her back over the edge, Elsa was free. She hugged them both and thanked them. Sunshine healed the chilled sections, and Shadow stared long and hard at the snowflake in the bayou's water. Elsa had no idea what she had wrought...
