The coursing shock of lightning confused Kanix, and the overwhelming power of Heero made the dark mage want to throw up from the immensity of it. She stood her ground though, her loin cloth shifting to dance in the man-made wind from Heero's grandeur entrance. With her ground held, head high, the Basilisk Fang murderer stared the guild master of Fairy Tail down with a cold, hateful look. Little clacks of the dangling bones on her staff filled the air, but Kanix, herself, remained quiet, even a little awestruck. In the presence of a strong mage, beyond what she imagined, Kanix couldn't find the strength to voice herself against him. Writhing in her place, Heero's appearance was making her feel extremely uncomfortable, as if she was not meant to be there anymore.
She was soaked to the bone, her black hair plastered against her bodice, emphasizing the voluptuous curves of the woman. Water trickled down her pale skin, down the deer skin cloth that covered her groin, to the bares of her feet. Shivers were forced back at the cold water, and she didn't budge from her place, though was pulled close to Daemon. Her head turned upward slightly to look at him, listening to the words he spoke to Heero, like he was some chummy, old friend. Kanix held herself close to him, sucking up the warmth of his body to the best of her ability while they conversed. What she expected was for the guild master to come after them or for Daemon to pull her away again, far, far away. Although that was what ran through her mind, the dark mage hadn't a clue what she was to expect from either of them.
Her head tilted some, sensing movement from where Heero was standing, then as she knew it, lightning struck down upon her. Kanix didn't have the time to flee from the grasp of the guild master before she had been zapped to his side with Daemon.
Now closer to the prodigious magic emitting from Heero, Kanix kept herself frozen in place, unmoving and fearful. Her watchful, opalescent eyes followed the movements that were displayed by his aura, ever waiting for him to lash out and tear her heart from her chest. Surely he had the strength to do that, so why was he pressing time with things that didn't matter as much to the woman? She kept her face expressionless, never saying a word to Heero, though he may have been expecting her to say something back. It wasn't like she could anyway, the fear of something unknown held the fortuneteller back from saying what she wanted to say. Thoughts ran through her head, filling up her mind, so that she was not able to function as properly as she wanted to function. Right now, all that Kanix was able to do, was watch Heero and wonder when that snaking move would come to rip her heart out.
Eventually, she was able to look away from the entrancing man, down to the warm feeling that enveloped the entirety of her body. Raising a hand, the seer placed it on her skin, suddenly amazed by how the lightning bolt had only warmed up her skin and had not burned her. She shifted her multi-hued eyes back to Heero, a smile of amazement caressing her luscious lips before it was killed and she looked away again. He wouldn't care, her discoveries would mean nothing to them as much as they meant to her; he wouldn't understand blindness.
His words rang into her ears, tore that happiness from her, and she became that stone statue all over again. They didn't frighten her in the least bit, she hadn't felt any oncoming deaths, so she knew that Heero was bluffing toward her.
"You really have to make me believe you're going to kill me if I move because I do not sense any death coming, so your words are merely a bluff to me,
" Kanix interrupted him.
Her eyes shot toward Leo and Raina, the two embraced in a lovebird hug, but she couldn't see it, and thus, ignored what Heero said. "Love is a weakness; you'll only hurt yourself when the one you love is hurt,
" she bluntly answered to the guild's master. "And I do not need the strength of a legal mage to feel unfrightened by things; you are not even a threat to me... I might not be able to see you, but I am no damsel in distress, Lover Boy.
" Kanix stared intently at Heero, as if she was challenging him to say otherwise. "Leo should know that by now; love is just a painful emotion to feel... I don't see why he subjects himself to such pain.
" She would fall silent thereafter, listening for that movement that would signal the sickening feeling of a death to come. Perhaps, she would be lucky enough that he truly meant that if she did not move, then she would still be graced with her miserable life.
Once more, she found her breath hitching in her throat as Heero called her cute, her mind shutting down at the words. The pain in her head returned and she clutched it between her hands, dropping her staff and holding back tears. Her eyes would glow white again, images violently flashing through her mind, far more painful than the last time. "Please, make it stop...
" Kanix whined out, forcing back tears that threatened to break free and spill down her face. "I didn't know what I was thinking... I was doing only as I was told. They wanted her dead, but I told them no, then She took over.
" Kanix fell silent and rocked her upper half up and down as a form of calming down, but nothing was helping her. "I told them 'no... no... no...' but They didn't listen, They never listen, only to Her. No... make it stop, it hurts... it hurts... Stop.
"Well, it's not my fault you didn't obey them. I had to do something,
" she snapped back at herself. Her rocking continued, but there was anger in her voice, not at Leo or Raina, or Heero or Daemon, though at herself. "You always find something that's wrong in killing people; what else am I supposed to do, but stop a weakling from being pathetic?
"You could just leave me alone... leave me alone... go away! Stop all of this...
" Kanix wailed softly to herself, moving her hands to her cheeks and tearing at her eyes. "Look at what you made me do. Look! Look! Look! You fooled me, shame on you; you fooled me again, shame on me... Shame. Shame. Shame.
"Would you shut up already? You're making an embarrassment of yourself! Oh, wait until our guild master learns of this!
" she chuckled, hysterically laughing at her folly.
"No... No... No...
" the woman groaned, giving in to the voice and resting her head against Daemon's side.
Plopping to the ground soon after, Kanix let the tears spill from her eyes; she wasn't meant to be a dark mage, never was. His offer, Heero's, formed in her head as a possibility, but then Famine's image followed after it, a look of displeasure on her face. "I can't,
" she whispered in a hoarse voice, "She will kill me if I do. I will be a complete disgrace to Her.
" Who was she kidding? She was already a disgrace to Famine, her next step would be just to have her guild master kill her. Everything was outed; Heero knew her guild, Famine would find out about her stupidity and irrationality, then it would be the end of Kanix Laspor. "Oh please, oh please... she's going to kill me. I messed up... I messed up. I'm no good... She'll kill me, dispose of me...
" Kanix would laugh at her words just moments after blubbering them, and her face would look back to Heero.
"Just take me as a prisoner of war, so I don't have to go back; at least do that for me,
" Kanix begged him pitifully. She would much rather be chained to a wall than be caught sitting so calmly in the guild hall of Fairy Tail. A betrayal. The destroyed woman would raise up her hands together, waiting for the cold metal of cuffs around her wrists, but doubt that he would clouded her mind. "I can tell you everything I know, just don't make me go back there as a disappointment. She'll have my head mounted on a wall for it.
" It was blind to her that she could join them on her own, her pride and legacy being that which only mattered to her. Maybe it was pity she was trying to get out of him, she wasn't entirely sure of her own actions as of right now. Kanix just knelt there, with her hands raised toward Heero, looking like the pitiful creature she was making herself out to be.
How good of a dark mage was she now? Here at the feet of the Fairy Tail guild master, begging that he just imprison her. As if the man would do such a thing, he would cast her off as she foresaw, refuse to take her to their dungeons. Heero was too kindly for that; plus, it hadn't even been a war that he was there for to take her prisoner. She was doing this in vain, she knew it, but the least she could do was trying to get Heero to not make her go back. Kanix just couldn't face Famine right now, or ever; she had already failed the Basilisk Fang master by talking to much. Maybe it was best that she just flee from that guild, but what about Sol? Her home at his castle in the Cursed Lands? He wouldn't let her back, ever. Sol would look at her as a disgrace, just as much as Famine would glare down upon her.
"If I go back there... Famine will do things that I don't want to happen,
" Kanix mumbled, mostly to herself. It wasn't memories of the guild she was recalling, but times farther than that, back before she joined Basilisk Fang. They were memories of when she was younger, maybe not much younger than a child of the age of fourteen. Voices she recalled speaking jumbled words, her vision blackened at the edges and blurry all around after that. White walls, so many white walls and a... creaking sound
? Kanix shook her head and let it flop lower than her shoulders. The Native American-esque woman didn't know what to do, then dropped her hands into her lap after a few more minutes. The longer she stayed in that position, the more she was certain that she was only going to embarrass herself more.