Unknown Fate, Unknown Memories

[Out Of The Island]

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Small ebony daggers stumbled against the soft earth underneath her frame. A frustrated snort was thrusted out of the minx's nares, wincing at the pain in her cranium. A feeling of unknown and being lost had overwhelmed the femma, unsure what she should do next. A tarnished crystal ran down the east side of her cranium, a light shiver of cold following the tarnished crystal that fell toward the ground. Another drop came, then another. The minx brathed in heavily for a few long moments, confused and unsure what to do. Questions came without answers. Where am I? What is this place? Why does my head hurt? Who am I? The banshee stood still for a moment, trying to think but that made her cranium only throb more. Suddenly her balance fully escaped her grasp and the minx fell down toward the earth, a hard thump following close by. She cursed at herself under her breath and for the first time noticed the tarnished drops upon the earth that had came from her cranium. Orbs opened widely and she breathed in the rish sent of blood though a snort quickly came afterwards. For a moment she thought of standing up but then she decided just to try and relax for a moment, try and think what had happened.

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[Riddle Box Juggalette]

U n k n o w n W i s h e s
do you feel better now as I fall to the ground?

x. where's my angel, angel, fallen angel, guardian angel?
The coal coated titan walked silently across the terrain. This place that he had once called home, this place that was still his. Or so it seemed to be. He had seen or heard no others just yet but he had been gone for quite some time. But there were no new scents, no nothing. No one had taken his only place left and somehow he was glad to have this beat up terra to call his own. Perhaps it was because he had nothing else to hold onto, maybe it was just simply that everything else he'd ever cared about had been taken from him. Sometimes he questioned the thigns he did have a bit too much though. he questioned himself mroe than anyone. Who was a really, sure he knew his name but really, who, what had he become? Surely he wasn't the same as everyone else. His heart was to cold to be considered living yet it was still beating so he was not dead either. Was he alive? He sure didn't feel like he was but I guess it was proof that he was cause he was sure breathing jsut fine, even with his older age than most.

Why was it that those who lived life and loved it died so young yet those who hated it lived for oh so long? There were so many questions he wanted answered! Yet there were absolutely no answer at all. Everyday held a thousand new thoughts, every minute had something to bring. For him is was mostly about bad memories though. The memories that hurt him so and tore the poor hellion apart and held his limbs in shackles of fear from day to day. He'd thought gettign away from this place wuld do him some good so that was why he had gone but now..being gone had felt so wrong! How could he have ever thought that it would help?

Flints picked up that pace a little as he snapped out of his trance, a faint scent of another equine drifting to him. He knew not what to think of it, at least not yet but somehow he knew it, but somehow he didn't. How was that possible, did he know anyone anymore? Maybe his daughter Lost secret but she had disappeared so long ago. At that thought his heart ached mroe than ever and he logned to be near someone, something familar. Now as he apporched a dark figure though he stopped. Why did this bring back memories so strong? Why did this seem liek a repeat of history? Slowly he came clsoer and his breathe caught in his throat as he stopped a fox length away from teh dove. Was it really her had he finally cracked?

why did she leave me here alone again? x.

[Out Of The Island]

^{The minx's bodice had no stopped shivering from the pain in her cranium, her dark tarnished opticals staring at the blood that had dropped from her skull. She was still confused, still trying to think about what was going on when she breathed in heavily to let out a sigh and a strong, familiar sent was thrusted into the minx's nares. Quickly turning her cranium over towards the west of her a large ebony brute stood before her. She winced slightly from how quickly she had moved though her pain seemed to leave the banshee's mind as she stared upon the titan. Fear slowly started to drain into her skull as she wondered how this was. Instinct finnaly kicked in and the minx pinned her sonars back, fangs barred soon afterwards. Deep back inside her mind though there seemed to be somthing small, something very small that had almost been forgot, telling her not to be afraid, not to be a coward. Fangs were slowly brought back into the minx's music box though her pools glared uncertinly at the brute. She opened her mouth for a moment as if to speak toward him though she quickly closed it, wondering if she should stay quiet for a few more moments.}

[Riddle Box Juggalette]

U n k n o w n W i s h e s
fallen my tears tonight, one final cry

The ebony brute stood his ground, not moving any closer to the banshee though he didn't move away either. He wanted to make himself believe that she was fake but that was pretty hard when he could smell her, when he could see her right infront of his face. Thorns flickered and he shook his tiara, snorting quietly as he watched the queen. It was like watching a memory play out before himself only that much more real. It was like a movie of his reality. It was like a picture come to life. There she was standing right infront of him again but for a long time he did absolutely nothing. His chocolate pools remained fixed on her the whole time but no lyrics escaped his maw.

Unknown did take a step back when she bared her fangs though, taken back by the sudden gesture of a warning. He wasn't quite sure what to say or if to say/do anything at all. He could always simply just walk awayand leave her here but he knew he'd never do such a thing. It would probably hurt him more than it would her. So what exactly was he doing? He had no idea really, this was all jsut some confusing game right now in his eyes. It was nice to see the form of a familar equine though. It had been sooo long since he'd last seen a familar face!

The king passed as he tried to think of anything to say but before he had thought much he just blurted something out. "Why have you come back again Mystic?...-er-Not that you're not welcome though." He figured he must have sounded pretty stupid but right now he didn't care. He was curious, why had she come back? Where had she been? What was going on?! Unknown Wishes was pondering all these questiosn as he awaited her reply, his head reeling at the thoughts

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Dark twin pools opened in slight suprise that the ebony brute talked to her as if he knew everything about her. She watched him quietly, not yet letting her plush speak toward the titan. Mystic...I wonder if he means me, The banshee thought to herself quietly, not yet realizing that the pain from her cranium was slowly drowing away and she could think more clearly. Her sonars stayed in their pinned position as the minx holsted herself up into the atmosphere. For a moment it seemed as if she would lose her balance again though she quickly spreaded her pillars and she regained her balance. She turned her cranium around to watch the titan, wondering about him for a few quiet moments.
" Who are you? "
The banshee said smoothly but with uncertiny. She might not know where she was or who she might be at this moments but she wasn't going to let a stranger let her take advantige of her. Breathing havily in once more his sent almost intoxicated her with confusion. Somehow...somewhere she had met this ebony brute and her memories wouldn't show her.

[Riddle Box Juggalette]

U n k n o w n W i s h e s
you felt my hurt, spoke to my soul

He watched the minx with a deep curiousity, his thoughts overwhelming him. There were so many questions, so little vocals it seemed, so many ideas and thoughts. So little facts. So what was he supposed to think as she showed up here. What was he supposed to think about any of this? Was he surposed to think about it at all? Again with the questions! He wished he could shut his mind off sometimes because it caused him so much hurt, so much trouble, so so much confusion! The thinking and questioning just never seemed to stop and msot of the time he wished it would because even when he was alone that jsut gave him that much more space to wodner, to worry, to think about every little detail.

Harks pricked up as her voice snapped him back into reality. Her question confused him even more now and he wondered if maybe he had been wrong. If maybe these really wasn't Black Mystic, jsut some other minx who looked exactly like her. o ithad to be, he knew her scent all too perfectly and besides, she had never said her name wasn't Mystic. So why would she ask him such a question? Had she actually forgotten him? That seemed pretty unlikely after all those moons but maybe...maybe she'd forgotten mroe than just that?

Unknown shivered, though really it wasn't cold at all. Paperthisn flared and he words up the courage to ask another question to the femma as well as respond to hers. "I'm Unknown Wishes, I've known you since I was a yearling....do you remember anything?" he asked quietly, unsure of what her reply would be now. Hopefully she wouldn't lash otu at him but hedidn't really care anymore about that kind of stuff so what did it matter?

[Out Of The Island]

_{Sonars pricked up slightly as she listened to the titan speak, a little embarrised that he had asked her a question about if she remembered anything. A sigh was thrusted out of the minx's nares as she thought about it and what she did remember, which was nothing of course. She winced slightly as she felt a large pang of pain in her mind, making her remember about the blood that was now dried upon the earth. Sonars fully pricked up from their pinned position though they wern't the most attentive looking sonars. She stared at the landscape for a few moments then looked back at the ebony titan that claimed to be Unknown Wishes, a brute which she had know since he was a yearling. How old am I then? The banshee asked herself but she soon shook the question off.
" I remember the dried blood on the landscape over there...but nothing else. "
The banshee said quietly, noting her cranium a few feet away from where they stood. She looked back at the titan and she noticed that he didn't seem as large as she first thought, and he wasn't ruling like she had thought earlier. He was more...sensitive.}

[Riddle Box Juggalette]

U n k n o w n W i s h e s
turn this page and make it all go away

He watched the banshee in silence and as heawaited her reply he could hear the faint sound of the water crashing from the falls not to far away. For a second this familar sound soothed the hellion. He knew the only reason this terrain would ever be worth anything was because of the waterfall and that was why he himself had chosen this place. He could stand for hours just watching and litening to the watter fall. It seemed that was something the reminded him of the first home he had ever know back when he was a colt and living with his dam Candy Wishes as well as his grand sire Dark Wishes. With this thought came too many memories rushing at him at the same time. Dark Wishes...hehad pretty much been a father and friend to him before had died and it was Dark Wishes whom had actually been there when he was a yearling and had first met Mystic.

The titan blocked the sound of the water out when he turned his auds back to Black Mystic to listen to her reply. Only than did realize exactly how much blood there seemed to be. When he had first seen her it hadn't seemed like much so he hadn't worried much but now that he really looked at the crimson drops he saw more than he had before. How could he have been quite so stupid as to not notice that of all things?

Unknown Wishes lifted his flitn to take a step closer but than hesitated and stopped. If she couldn't remember anything it might not be a good idea. To her he was just some other strange czar here in Mystic Falls. He shook his crown and sighed quietly. Thinking more befoer he spoke this time. He'd never been good with words really. "Are you alright? Would you like me to get anything for teh bleeding or is there anything else I can do than?" He almost mentioned Lost Secret but decided he wouldn't, at least not right now. He wondered what it would be like though to just find out that you have a daughter somewhere and know almost nothing about yourself

[Out Of The Island]

_{The banshee was a little suprised that Unknown would just offer to help her at just the sight of her blood, even if it was only a little bit. But yet again if he was telling the truth about knowing her all this long then why wouldn't he offer to help her. A thought of smiling came into her mind at how generous he seemed to be though she decided not to. She felt the cool drop from her cranium flow down the side of her dream box then down to her plush, finally flying down to the earth.
" No, I'm fine...but do you know what I did? To make this blood come from my cranium and how...I can't remember anything? "
The banshee asked Unknown, looking sternly at the brute though her opticals were anything but stern. They almost looked lost in her own mind, confused and unknown. The feeling of smiling toward Unknown quickly dissapeared though she was begining to be happy that another equine was here with her.}

[Riddle Box Juggalette]

U n k n o w n W i s h e s
when you're close I don't breathe

The titan watched her in silence, wondering how this had happened again. Wondering what she'd done. Wondering why. Wondering, wondering, wondering everything. Would this make thigns that much mroe complicated? Would htis make things better? Would it make them worse?What would happen now? what would happen now? That was teh biggest question that ran through and through his mind. That was what he wanted to know as well as the answers to all the otehr questions. Sometimes he wished they'd fall out of the sky but he knew this would probably be a myster forever unsolved with answers forever unknown to him and most likely everyone else in this world.

Unknown Wishes shook his tiara as though to answer the queen's question. Right now he felt as if his voice was caught in his throat and he wondered if she'd be ok after all of this. How, how, how did this ever happen again?! He wished he knew but there was one good side as far as he could see. At least she wasn't dead. At least she was here. At least she wasn't too hurt, at least she was alive. at least she was breathing. That seemed to be the only good part of this right now. Maybe everyhting oculd be ok, maybe thigns could be alright, maybe thigns oculd be just fine. Only time would tell now...

((eck sorry sort of brian dead))

[Out Of The Island]

<sub>Dark auburn opticals watched the titan, pools becoming more troubled at just watching the confused czar. She breathed in deeply, inhailing the sent of Unknown and her blood whish had seemed to stop trickling down the side of her cranium. She glanced down at the landscape, wondering what she should do now; if she should stay with Unknown or go off on her own. A smile started to pick at the corners of her plush as she looked up toward Unknown again.
" So, arn't you going to tell me about myself? "
The banshee said almost cheerfully, wanting to lift up the dreery atmosphere that misted around them.

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[Riddle Box Juggalette]

U n k n o w n W i s h e s
a pebble in the water has a ripple effect

The king stood silently for a long time, just taking in the sight of the tempess before him. Just taking in the fact that she was real and breathing. Her scent was so familar to him. Her face even more so; and she looked so much like their daughter! This of course brought up jsut so many memories for this czar. He remember when Secret had been born. The deal had been made than to protect that young filly who had turned out so wise but so distrustful and sheltered! She'd always been stubborn, she'd always asked questions. Actually a lot like her motehr in those way. But she had been so strong! She had faced every and any danger that came her way so bravely....

When Mystic spoke it brought him back like every other time. He cleared his tiara of the memories and nodded slowly after another second. He would tell her though he wasn't sure how much it would hlep her to know. Maybe she'd be better off starting over again? Starting new? Well that was her choice ti make, not his. She could do what she liked and if she had questions he would answer them the best that he could. He hoped this time things could turn out differently for her and because of this he decided he would not tell her that they had ever been more than friends unless she wished to know.

He started slowly at first, wondering what she wanted to know. "Well...what would you like to hear about first than? Farther back when you were youngest? A few years back, just months ago?....Your daughter?" He paused for a long time before he added that last part but he knew he must. She had a daughter and she deserved to knwo if she wanted to. Besides what would happened if Lost Secret ran into her mother one day and she didn't even know that it was her very daughter infront of herr face?

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<sub>The banshee watched the titan with curious opticals, pricking her sonars up slightly as she listened to Unknown slow vocals. She wondered what kind of past that had lied behind her, she wanted to lean about her sire and dam, she wanted to lean about everyone she had known before, she wanted to know if she had been in love before. Her smile became a little more friendly toward Unknown since he seemed to be slow at speaking...or maybe it was because he was so troubled. His lyrics were caught in her sonars suddenly though, that one word: daughter. It made her think a little bit, wondering what she really did want to know and what she might not want to remember.
" Can you tell me everything that you know? But can you first tell me what my calling is? "
The banshee said a little eagerly, finally putting her mind to know who she really was.

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[Riddle Box Juggalette]

OOC: lol that would be a LOT of typing
U n k n o w n W i s h e s
How does it make you feel to know I loved you?

The titan remained silent as he thought about everything he knew. everything that had ever happened. Including with himself, the titan once known as Nacious and all the others. Her past was a troubled one and he wondered what she would say when he finished. He wondered if it would efect her at all. After all, it was simply history in some ways and if she found it didn't matter maybe she'd already become someone completely different. Maybe she would be who she was before all of this that he had to tell her. Maybe she'd become someone new.

As the ebony czar looked over at Mystic he felt a pang of hurt in his chest. She looked so innocent, so happy for once and eager to learn about her dark past. It made him feel a quiver of pain across his spine to know he might ruin that look of almost joy upon her facade yet he knew because she had asked he must. No one else knew more about her and no one else could tell her. even if they could he would rather that it be him who did so. With this he stared than. "Your name is Black Mystic."

Unknown went on to tell the events of past years. When they had met in that cave so long ago. She had stood there and watched him fight, and now after so many years he couldn't even remember the name of the equine that he had been in battle with that day. all he kne was he had been proving himself to his grandsire. After that he remembered that Mystic had stayed with him for a long time things had been ok. He told the rest of what he knew until he got to the point where he had to speak of the brute known as Nacious. He figured he had to tell her everything so he did just that. everyhting that had happened. All the confusion and pain, everything he knew. He finished and spoke of their daughter than, in the end telling her he had been the sire but he knew not where she was now if she wasn't with the titan she had gone with that year or so ago.

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The banshee felt a coat of warmth sweep over her as she heard her calling. Black Mystic, it seemed so mysterious, so unknown. She smiled slightly, quiet liking her calling, drifting off into her own thoughts for a moment before she had to snap back into reality to listen to what Unknown had to say. Thorns pricked up slightly when she heard that she had stayed with this brute for so long, it seemed like most of her live that she really had been with Unknown or at least had known him. When he got to the point about Nacious though her thoughts seemed to drift off slightly, not fully paying attention to what Unknown was telling her though she did listen to how much pain he had pt her though, how much he had hurt her. Mystic felt no pain in her heart though, she felt nothing in her heart and mind about that name, about that cursed brute. Cranium lowered slightly, her thoughts drifting again and she caught sight of the landscape around her, one of her sonars always was attached to what Unknown was saying. A snort was thrusted slightly out of Mystic's nares, the smile from her kissers fading, as she heard the word "daughter" again but what really caught her attention this time was that she heard that Unknown was the father of her fickla, Unknown was her...mate, her titan.

Dished cranium lowered down toward the ground again, her smile fully gone now from her plush. Old questions were answered but new ones had occurred. Where was she to go now? Should she stay with Unknown or go somewhere else? What happened to Nacious and where was he? Sonars flicked back and forth subconsciously as these questions swirled around her mind, bringing some of the pain from her cranium back.