Scorching Scales

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• Mistakes of the Past   Calm Water

  As I finally let out the pain my screams slowed down to just whimpers. My body curling up into a fetal position as searing pain throbbed through my body. "Kasey!!" I heard him call for me but i could only see the flames of anger and hate. "Kasey stop!! You have to stop!" I felt a hand on my shoulder as i looked up and met the orange eyes of fire. Eyes of pain and anguish and worry. Memories flashed through my mind as I gasped for air, smoke burning my throat and lungs. My last thought was encircled by a name, Jackson. But the longer i reached for the memory, the tighter the oppression of my mind became. And before i could touch the edge of the image, the smoke curled around it and snapped at my throat. My old friend curled its claws around me, its power pushing me into the all to familiar slumber... The gears in my head started to crank again, and i slowly dared my

• Mistakes of the Past   Cold Flames

  The trek back to the room that was designed for me was like falling through a hole that just grew darker and darker. The coldness sweeping through my numb shell. Vetis's hands were still guiding me through the halls. I slowly let my gaze flick up to this demons face, as human as he seemed, there was still something that was unworldly. His electric eyes met mine for a moment and I instantly let the ground catch my interest. His hand was on my back, slowly pushing me to the door that seemed all to friendly. Vetis chuckled and grabbed the handle of the to friendly door. And with a quick flick of his wrist, he threw the door open. He gave me a gentle push, my numbed body inching into the room. I stopped at the center of the room and just stared at the ground. The click of the door behind me almost making my calm demeanor shatter into the real chaos that was haunting my head. His footsteps towards me sent cracks into the coolness of my very being. "What's your name d

• Mistakes of the Past   Red Metal

  My mind eased into the soothing blackness that seemed to be the best cure for the painful memories. The gravestone mocking me as it faded back into the deepest pit I dug for it. Burying it as deep as possible. Deeper than the coffin that I watched float down into the mud and dirt. Deeper than the grief and anger. Deeper than the impossibility of forgiveness. "Kasey..." I turned my head, the figure floating beside me sending me waves of grief again. The fire sparking to life again. I sobbed, my hand reaching for the familiar figure that watched me with a soft look. "I'm so..s..so sorry..." The broad arms encircled me, the soothing voice sliding into my mind. "I know..I know.." The tears fell down my cheeks like raindrops from a cloud. The gentle hug holding me tightened. "Dad—" "But it's still your fault." The arms suddenly grew cold and hard. Their grip fading from a gentle

• Mistakes of the Past   Broken and Hurt

  Apophis's Point of ViewThe bath was soothing against the subsiding sting on Apophis's cheek. His mind twisting around as he soaked. He sighed heavily and slowly rose from the water, his steps slow and considerate as he grabbed the royal blue towel, quickly drying himself of with ease. Apophis started to dress, pulling his pants up and buttoning them when he felt the sudden wave of power. He paused, shocked; the power shaking the ground as it pulsed. "Kasey...." His eyes locked onto the door and he darted to it, throwing it open as he looked around the room, "Kasey?!" He looked at the stairs to the underground room. His movements swift as he ran down the steps, his footfalls echoing with the pulses of powers. He darted into the room and stopped, the fire before him swirling and hissing in anger. He narrowed his eyes and let his flames from within burst around him,

• Mistakes of the Past   Heated

  Apophis had led me to a bathroom, one that was made for a king. As I looked around at the wide space I couldn't help but gape. The whole room was black marble with gold decorations. The gold tub was bigger than a hot tub, maybe the size of a pool. The water was already warm and up to the brim of the tub. The more I thought about it the more sense it made. He is an Egyptian god.. I walked around the room, looking at the hieroglyphics that were embedded in the marble with a thin gold band on the top and the bottom. The thin bands stayed parallel, trapping each image between them. The stunning gold shimmered in the fire light, drawing me closer as I watched, perplexed and amazed. The curves and grooves of each picture had an inlay of gold, the flickering of fire making it look alive; as if the birds and squiggles were dancing. I let my fingertips slide across the smooth engraved gold as I walked around the room. The four columns in the corners of the room the only

• Mistakes of the Past   The Ground is Lava

  The training room was hot and I darted behind a large rock from the terrain. The fact that Apophis could change the terrain was hard to wrap my head around by itself; but of course he always tops if off with a cherry. The ground shook slightly and I heard Apophis yell from far away, "The ground is lava~!" "Bastard....!!" I scramble up the rock, clawing the rocky surface as the once dirt covered floor, became a bubbling monster of red and orange. I stared at the hot element as it glowed with angry wrath. "There you are~!" Apophis called sweetly, my eyes locking onto his stature. His grin showed his snake fangs as his pupils became slits. "Its been 15 seconds..! Stop with the lava!" I hissed at him as his walk grew closer. The lava parting like the red sea for him. "Alright, alright." The lava seeped into the ground, my glare the only fire. "You promised to..tell me how you do it..