When she brought up the fact that she had known what Lehanna’s phobia was, it didn’t strike her to be so obvious or concerning. She almost seemed to be a little relieved at first, only picking her head up to look at the blonde. There was no change in her emotional state in that she got upset in any way. She seemed almost deadpan about it, as though if didn’t phase her at all. ”We can go… i want go face them.” She replied, coldly. And before she could even get up, she felt for the first time something strange. The horns that grew on her head from the curse had not really been explored by the teen as of yet, but one eye winced lightly shut from her light prodding of it while only a faint sigh exhaled from her nostrils. ”Sh-She’s not my girlfriend…” She replied, standing up and trying to hide the flushing cheeks she had.
Following Kalama towards the cave, at first remained quiet. Still getting used to even walking with the tail seemed a little challenging as she nearly fell a couple of times on her own feet and then even once actually tripping over the tail itself. It came with no anger. No response but to pick herself up and brush the dirt off of her before moving along again. All the while she wondered why her anger seemed to be so absent… not that it was a bad thing currently. ”I guess I was yelling in my sleep. I’ve… concerned people about that before.” Finally breaking the silence, Lehanna looked up to the sky and then towards the other woman. ”When I lived with Elara’s family, they hated me. They kept me around because of my family name. That itself is another story, but the importance is that they assured themselves to treat me like trash but for visits and friends that didn’t also reside and praise Pergrande as the holy land.” A brief pause had her for a moment gritting her teeth from a sudden sharp pain in her chest. ”Their favorite.. way to punish me was to throw me into a hall closet and lock the door. Hours, days even I would spend in there. Crying myself to sleep, begging for he let out. Elara would trick me into things or just out of sheer spur of the moment anger and possibly to just get in some good graces of her parents would shove me in, shut the door, then lean against it while I began panic attack after panic attack.” With another moment of silence, she would stop just outside of the cave entrance now and then glare upward at the cursed woman. ”I don’t care that you know. I don’t care if you think I may die in this cave or let this thing take me over. You will never win this, understood?” She had referred to the woman trying to convince her to become one with the curse like she had and begin some reign of terror.
That would never happen.
Giving Kalama a moment to say any last words, the raven haired teen stepped into the dark cave. Making sure to walk deeper and deeper inside, the air quickly turned cold. It had begun to suck the air from her lungs and breathing got difficult. Dropping to her knees, Lehanna heaved for air while she heard the faint sounds of voices in the distance. Trying to get back to her feet, she saw a blurry figure not far ahead of her. ”Miss… Miss Leona?” As the figure before her became clear, it was the backside of her guild master. She was talking but nothing she said could be heard. Soon, another pair of figures appeared. Opposite of her had been Mercury and Kitalpha. Laughing and talking amongst themselves, the teen struggled to move closer to them. Something was actively holding her back, but nothing was around her. ”H-Hey! Wait, how did you all get in here?” She questioned, only to get ignored completely. ”Miss Leona! Mercury? Momma Kita!? Can you even here me!?” She began to feel a bit annoyed but also panicked about it.
The three looked to her and their faces soured. They looked to he repulsed by the sight of the girl. They questioned who she was and how she knew their names. Even Kitalpha was distant towards her. It felt a little heartbreaking, but then she remembered her appearance was drastically different. ”It’s me, Lehanna! Don’t you recognize my voice at least?” The women all began to laugh at her. Her worrisome look turned to one of a shattered hope. They claimed that even if she were Lehanna, they would never let something so repulsive around them. “Thing”. That was the thing that shook her more than anything. The teen dropped to her knees as the defeat began to settle in, but as she looked down a pair of feet had stepped into view. Looking up, Elara loomed over her and the scowl on her face had told her everything. “The Lehanna I know would never look like a pathetic waste. Freaks like you deserve to be alone.” The words were like knives stabbing her in the heart over and over. Tears began to stream down her face and without even being able to say anything, Kita walked over and placed her hands on the other teens shoulders. She sounded so sweet and motherly before she told her vermin like Lehanna would just crawl back into the sewers and not to associate with it.
Again, the objectifying way she was referred made her freeze up. Choked up with the insults flung at her, they began to walk away from her. ”Wait, no come back, please!” She screamed. ”Don’t go, I need you!” Her hand reached out just seconds before an immense burning sensation kicked up in her body and she fell over onto the ground. The sensation caused her body to writhe and shift around while she screamed out in both frustration and heartache.
“… Weak…” A deep voice spat out. Barely heard by the teen, she felt her body tightening up from a sudden, but somehow outside force from the pain. “Such a weak brat… HEY!” The loud call out had her eyes shoot open fully and suddenly met by a pair of lightly glowing eyes. She jumped back and then observed what she could of the creature. “You’re so pathetic if you let rejection stop you.” It spoke again. It was direct and rather cruel at that. “If they reject you, just cut them out of your life… literally even.” An air of calm set in to her for a moment as if she had heard this somewhere before. “I would have told you to set them on fire and watch them burn, but your pathetic self was beaten by an old bag and lost those powers on top of it! Now I have to float around and watch your ass cry and whine about not having anyone?” The girl couldn’t believe what she had heard. These were her own thoughts being spoken back to her. “Up. Fight through the pain, through the fear. Let me guide you to your revenge. Seeming as you have no choice anyway.” It finished, making Lehanna scratch her head to the words it spoke. No choice? How did it have no choice? Did the curse inadvertently create it? And out of what? ”What are you?”
It seemed as though he’d question bothered this still hidden creature which only snickered at her question. “I’m made from you. Or rather, I’m your anger, manifested into a spectral form. I’m in tune to your thoughts, your mind, and your memories. You’re so damn afraid of things your mind knows is there, but you’re too much of a child to grow a pair and face them. You may as well walk out of here, get on your knees, and kiss the feet of that witch outside and pledge yourself to be her little pet project if you won’t just pull up your big girl pants and DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!” Again, it was simply replaying words she yelled at herself recently and in the past. Things she couldn’t express to others and couldn’t get others to just tell her. ”Yeah, but… what if everyone just shuns me like they did? The only people I had for a family just turn their back and exile me from their lives? What do I do then?” Her voice shook, on the edge of breaking down once again when the deeper voice sighed. ”You can’t live life not acting on your fears. Take your own advice and even her advice. If they truly love you in whatever way they do, they won’t reject you. You can’t fear rejection or you’ll never know what would happen. It’s not about theories, it’s the practices. You once told a classmate ‘a great person doesn’t skip the problem. They solve the equation no matter the steps they go through to get there.’”
After a moment of realizing what was going on, Lehanna had thought over the words of the voice, be it her own delusion or not, the message was clear. A light bore it’s way through the darkness and the teen turned around to see the exit. Quickly, she wiped her face of the shedded tears and began to walk out, unknown of the fact she was being followed. When she would exit, the rising Sun would just be over the horizon with the next day having passed and the girl would look around for Kalama. Exiting with her would be a wisp of shadows and a dragon like shaped form. However, it would seem she had no idea that it was even there.
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