Late Night Stargazing [Open]

Piper sat by the lake in her pajamas and a sweatshirt. She couldn't sleep. It was so peaceful outside and the stars were shining bright in the clear night's sky. She stared at the diamonds in the sky and thoughts came through her mind. Thoughts that she pushed to the back of her mind and only came out on nights like these when she couldn't sleep.

Her mind wandered back to when she was very young, only about 8 years old. Her powers were just starting to show up and her mother was so proud. Her father, however, was less than pleased. He was one of the ungifted, and her mother had hid her powers from him until he was ready to find out. He still wasn't thrilled about it, and it reflected in their strained marriage. One night, Piper was playing with her model trains and was about ready to head to bed when her father came stumbling in, drunk off his ass. The young girl immediately ran to hide somewhere; this had happened before. She listened with tears falling down her face as a screaming match began between her parents. Eventually her mother gave up and stormed out of the house, leaving Piper and her father alone in the small house. Her father began wandering the house, looking for Piper. He found her and drug her out of her hiding place and began slurring at her, about how much she was a disgrace because of her powers. She began crying furiously, but her father didn't stop. She eventually screamed and tried to shove him away. Her power had been activated because of her emotions and he stopped mid sentence. When she thought she was going to pass out from the energy usage, her father's face went pale and he fell forward in a slump. Piper could tell before she even touched his cold body what she had done.

A noise shook herself from her thoughts and realized that tears were falling from her eyes. Quickly wiping them away, she continued to watch the stars, hoping that it was only an animal.

Fearghas didn't know where he was.  This wasn't America...There was barely any trees and it was beyond dark, not even stars broke the skyline above him.  His heart pounded in his chest as his stance widened instinctively.  As his leg moved outwards,  he felt the handle of his intricately engraved war axe tap against his thigh from it's ring.  He wasn't normally armed...Fearghas slowly circled about as his brown eyes scanned the rolling hills about him, grass waving in wind he wasn't sure he was feeling.  He didn't seem to notice that much as he broke into a sweat even though it seemed like the weather where ever he found himself was mild.  Nothing felt more silent then those moments, it hung over him like the clouds did now, every sound around him felt sharper, his booted feet meeting dirt, the metal on metal of his war axe in it's ring on his hip, the sudden breeze that tickled behind his ear and made him do a quick 180- As the boy spun his right hand quickly fell to his side and tightly gripped the wooden handle of his axe, deftly tossing it slightly to get a better grip as he faced his...air-dversary.  Fearghas let out a small scoff, as he tilted his head slightly and returned his axe to it's rightful place on his hip and straightening up.  He looked to his left and right and let out a breath of relief as suddenly he felt a chill run up his spine and cold steel run across his throat sharply.  He tried to scream but only a gurgling emitted as he fell to his knees, his eyes rolling in his head.

Then suddenly his eyes fluttered open and he was looking up to a series of leaves above his head.  As he tried to get his bearings, he attempted to roll over and realized just a couple seconds too late that he had begun finding nice boughs in trees to lay in, such as the very one he was now falling out of.  His brown eyes suddenly widened as he saw the ground six feet below him.  He let out a yelp as he tried to straighten himself out as quickly as possible, bending his knees, though he still landed roughly on his feet, falling on his ass.  He wasn't able to quickly laugh at his possible sprained ankle as he felt a sudden very sharp pain in the bottom of his foot and a second yelp escaped his throat, gripping his right foot as an eight inch stick found itself sticking out of his foot, the two ends very clear on either side of his foot and shoe. Fearghas did the only thing he could think of as he clutched the sides of his foot, curse and scream it at the top of his lungs, unbeknownst of the girl mere meters from him "'oly Jaysus Joesph Mary I just put a steck through me feckin foot!"  He leaned back, still clutching his foot as he tried to formulate a single though in his mind other than "Goddamn this really fucking hurts."

The noise definitely wasn't an animal. The rustling of the leaves was quickly followed by the boy's screaming. She ran over to him and stood over him. "Are you alright?" she asked, clearly seeing that he wasn't. "Do you want any help? She knelt on the ground next to the boy and had her hands out, unsure what to do. She could use her power to slow his motion down enough to where she could pull it out without causing the boy too much pain, but then she'd be nauseous and dizzy for awhile.