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Post by Henry Halliwell-Mitchell on Jul 7, 2007 21:02:52 GMT -5
Henry hated magic. He hated demons even more than ever.... but it didn't stop there. Henry Halliwell-Mitchell hated being a witch and a Whitelighter. First, he lost some innocents; some were close friends and the others were good people and he hated losing them. His father... killed at the hands of a cruel demon. He hated life itself for that. And finally: his older sister and cousin! Unbelievable... and unforgiving. Friends and close family.... gone.. and at the hands of evil magic. Magic jave ruined his life... and now he refused to accept his Whitelighter and witch callings. He was seriously hurt and no one... could seem to be able to help him... not even his older sister or mom.. who seemed to be delaing with their own problems.
Magic did Henry bad..... but.... ironically.. will it help?
It was an early Sunday morning and most of the family would be pretty much up to something minor orprobably doing nothing. Henry Orbed out of his bedroom after getting himself ready with a piece of paper in his hand. He made it to the beach; a sunny day with the breeze brushing past his body. The waves lingered with activity as they crashed into the rocks and coming up to the beach. A gentle scene.. but not the reason of Henry's presence. He held out the paper in hand.... and recited the spell written:
"Spirits of air, sand and sea.
Converge to set the Angel free.
In the wind I send this rhyme.
Bring Death to me before my time."
So Henry patiently waited for "his" presence......
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Post by Damien Spikes on Jul 9, 2007 15:32:55 GMT -5
Damien was out collecting souls. He had just taken a soul from an old couple; the woman now a widow. He was on his way to collect another soul when he felt himself being summoned. "Can't a guy get a break around here?" he said as he allowed himself to be summoned. He shielded his eyes when bright light hit his eyes. From going to the underworld, and then to this bright light, it was going to give him a headache. His eyes quickly adjusted to the light, and realized he was on the beach. He looked around, and saw someone standing to the right of him. He walked over and was surprised who it was. "Henry Halliwell" he said with a smirk. "Why did you bring me here? You and your family are not on my list. So why is it you are summonign me?" he asked as he looked at him and made his list appear, checking it twice.
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Post by Henry Halliwell-Mitchell on Jul 9, 2007 15:45:25 GMT -5
As Henry waited, he looked out at the peaceful moving of the water approaching the sand an soon afterwards; going back to the sea. A calming effect it was; which Henry appreciated. His thoughts were cut short as small yellow lights began to swirl in a specific spot on the sand. The spell was working. Henry use to love being a Halliwell to be able to do certain things no other witches could do.
As the Angel appeared just as he was when he came for his dad, cousin and sister, he listened to him speak first. Now, it was Henry's turn. "Nice to see you here and now. I would add the word "again" if I meant it. I'm sorry if I .... 'disturbed' you."
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Post by Damien Spikes on Jul 9, 2007 16:17:45 GMT -5
Damien tried not to feel guilt. Could he have those feelings? He didn't know, but he was starting to feel something. He listened to Henry speak. He had taken quite a few of Halliwells, but after all, if was his job. "I understand. But why have you brought me here Henry?" he asked, curiously. He knew he was angry at him, and he didn't want to use his touch of death on anyone else. He wondered why he was here, maybe to try and kill him.
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Post by Henry Halliwell-Mitchell on Jul 9, 2007 19:38:14 GMT -5
"Well...... I'm here to plead with you really. Death, my life has become a living Hell on earth. First, my dad was taken away from me.... and I never got over that. Sometimes, I wish he wasn't a mortal. Then, my older sister and my cousin died as well. AND THAT'S.... UNBEARABLE!!!"
Henry yelled out at that point.. to let out his anger and pain one time while speaking about it. Losing such close family wasn't.....easy at all.
"I want them back.... all three of them... or even one of them....... PLEASE!" he yelled out. For a Sunday morning, not one person was at the beach so yelling wasn't a problem for Henry at all.
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Post by Damien Spikes on Jul 9, 2007 20:45:51 GMT -5
Damien looked at Henry and thought about it. He was neither good nor evil, so he just thought about it. He made his list appear and looked at it. On the dead side, the names Lilly Halliwell, Linda Halliwell and Henry Mitchell were at the bottom. He gave it a good thought, thinking of the consequences. He had made exceptions before, so it wasn't something new to him. He knew what it ment to the Halliwells if they could have someone or all of them back. He looked at Henry and finally made up his mind. "Okay Henry, I will make an exception. Just this once. But it will be my choice" he said as he looked at him. "I think that's fair, don't you?" he said with a not so happy smirk. But he did owe the Halliwells for helping him catch Kevin.
(OoC: Okay before I can actually ressurect someone, it has to be approved by the admin, ALL of the admin. So I will wait for their answer).
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Post by Henry Halliwell-Mitchell on Jul 9, 2007 20:55:09 GMT -5
"Yo-.. you're serious? You're gonna bring them all back? Are you willing to promise that?" Henry said with a surprised tone. Knowing what happened in the past with Prue and the Angel, Henry knew he was going to have some serious doubts about him agreeing. If anything, Henry secretly made a spell of his own to torture or even try to Vanquish him; although he knew he couldn't be Vanquished. He was so upset about all of this; he was even willing to Bind his own powers because he hated what magic did to his life recently. Feeling somewhat cheerful, Henry waited for a response.
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Post by Damien Spikes on Jul 9, 2007 21:13:14 GMT -5
Damien smirked. "Yes Henry I will bring one of them back. I am sorry I cannot bring them all back, but I will do my best to pick this one. I have and idea of who it wil be. But I am sorry to say that I cannot do it at this moment. But I do promise this: You will get one family member back soon. As you know there is a reason for everything. This reason being that it needs to sink in a little more. But here" he said, taking an athame from his side. He cut his hand, and dropped it on a piece of parchment. "Take this. It is my promise to you" he said, handing him the parchment.
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Post by Henry Halliwell-Mitchell on Jul 9, 2007 21:23:03 GMT -5
Henry took the parchment and observed the blood stains and also the signing of his name: "Damien Spikes". So, the Angel of Death had a name. Henry grinned at that thought but immediately focused back seeing Damien was focusing on him right now;' obviously. "A blood oath..... thank you..Damien.... but... please... during the time you want to.. bring one back..... will you... please let me choose?" Henry pleaded once more.
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Post by Damien Spikes on Jul 9, 2007 21:36:22 GMT -5
Damien was about to smoke out when he heard Henry's last question. He turned to face him. "I am sorry Henry but that is a descion I have to make. You will know when the time comes, for one will be risen from the dead" he said as he turned to leave. "Oh and Henry, one more thing" he said as he looked at him. "Don't give up on your mom and Aunt Phoebe. It's going to be hard on them for the next couple of weeks. I ask that you don't tell anyone about this deal and keep that piece of paper hidden. If it is torn, so will be the oath. Especially in the next few weeks, their feelings are going to be very sensitive. Keep a close eye on your Aunt Phoebe. She might have more coming to her than you think" he said as a black cloud of smoke made Damien disappear.
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Post by Henry Halliwell-Mitchell on Jul 10, 2007 15:14:26 GMT -5
"Wait... what?.. What's gon-" It was obviously when Damien quickly Dark Smoked out and left Henry alone on the shore. As a blast of sea air brushed past Henry's entire body and face, he breathed in and slowly sighed the breath out. Did what happen really happen?
Death was going to bring back someone. No clue how. Henry wanted the choice despite how hard a choice it would be. There was no way he knew how he could choose between his father, older sister and cousin. It was practically an imposisble choice. Nevertheless, it wasn't Henry's choice to make. It was Death's. And he couldn't tell a single person in his family or the parchment sealing his promise would be destroyed.
But..... did Henry did the right thing?
He was never going to have a normal life and pain would nver be a stranger to this boy. Henry sat down on a rock, and with the parchment safely in his jeans, he looked out to the morning seas and admired the rhythmic sounds at heart; coming from something so full of life.
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