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Rationality had been thrown at of the woman.

Every damn *********** in this tree was her enemy. She didn’t care if they were her siblings, her sire - grandsire. Anyone who tried to take this shard away from her was now her enemy. She didn’t want them near her. She held the gun in her hand now. It trembled in her grasp. Her other hand held onto the shard. She looked at it was those dark hues. How could something so small cause such a giant rift between everyone here? Her eyes looked it over fully. It shimmered and radiated something. Lust? Whatever it was - it was weaved it’s spell upon the Necromancer she was at it’s mercy. Greed. Yes, that was what Nishaa was feeling. She was greedy, this shard hadn’t been originally hers. No. It had been Niklaus’s but it had called her name. Told her to steal it.

Yes. That was exactly it.

The next few minutes were a blur. She was tucked within the darkness of the underbelly of the Eyrie - huddled in the shadows of the branches there she didn’t expect anyone to come looking for her there. She didn’t expect Reanna to find her. The way she looked at her twin. Nishaa bared her fangs. Hissing. Territorial of the shard. She would shoot anyone who got within inches of her and the shard.

Reanna’s lupine eyes looked at her directly and she frowned. She snatched the shard from her grasp without hesitation. Forefully taking it away from her. If no one had heard Nishaa wail, they would have then. She let out a wail. Stopping as soon as Reanna threatened to kill her… and Marjani something snapped then. A switch. You never ******* threaten a loved one.

“You ******* *****.” The words snarled from her lips. That ******* ***** was off her christmas list. She made a grab for the shard again and failed. She had failed before Reanna vanished into the shadows. Coward. She was afraid to take Nishaa on, one on one.

“You coward. Can’t take me on, so you have to hide from me.” She said it loud enough so her words carried to Reanna. Oh, Nishaa was livid. She leapt the branch directly above her and vaulted up as quickly as she could following the shadows that Reanna had hidden herself within. A shield of sorts. Nishaa was going to catch her but the woman was summoned away almost instantly. She blinked. Who could have summoned her away. There was only one person she knew who would use that dirty trick.

Every

She was going to steal what was hers.

Perhaps she was going to try and steal the shard for Nishaa.

No. Every wanted it too.

She could play dirty too. Climbing onto the bridge of the third floor. She closed her eyes momentarily. Opening them to find her sire standing in front of her. Good thing she still thought of Nishaa as an ally. She scowled at the woman. Her hand snaking out to snatch the shard from her hand. She lifted her leg up to kick the woman squarly in the chest - it probably didn’t even wind her, she had originally wanted to kick her off the bridge. That would be one less person after her shard!

Yet, her sire didn’t get knocked off.

“You got lucky.” She growled. “Don’t come after me.” She told her, leaping to the branches as she began to descend. She had to get away again. Now that she was once again in possession of the shard. It was hers. They had to know this by now. They had to know that the shard kept coming back to Nishaa, that it was -hers-. They should all just get lost.

You failed in your endeavour. - Steal Shard from Reanna
You succeeded in your endeavour. - Steal Shard from Every
You failed in your endeavour. - Kick Every off bridge

Why was it that the only two people who were giving her **** right now with the shard was her twin, and her sire. Everyone else was just a nuisance, but these two? They knew her. Was that how they were managing to get under her skin and claiming the shard for their own. She was damn sure of it. **** them and their home turf advantage. Onyx hues zoned in on Every - she could hear the branches snapping and shaking above her. Body Weight was being applied to the branches. She shook her head.

Moving her head back to look at her sire briefly. Sire and childe’s were meant to have a good, well balanced relationship. They weren't supposed to hurt one another. Yet, when it came down to the shard - that perspective was pushed out of the window.

Deep down she loved Every, she would never lash out at her in hate but this shard. This shard fogged her mind. Beads of sweat ran down her chin, and onto her neck. Tickling the pale flesh there. Nishaa was slowing down - it wasn’t noticeable to others, but she could feel it in herself. She had been running for what felt like hours now.

“You are right. You don’t listen, you stubborn *****.” The words slipped through her lips. Her body was pushed against the branches. She was tackled. Unable to get out of the way, she should have known it was coming - she had felt the branches move as her fingers slipped. She could feel Every’s fingers caressing her own hands and then the shard had left the confines of her hands.

God dammit.

“You are going to get yours, white rabbit.” A nickname she hadn’t used in a long time - not since the night of the siring where she had hallucinated that Every was the white rabbit from Alice in Wonderland. Every dropped to the second floor, and Nishaa did the same once she regained some stability within herself. She ignored her own fatigue.

Once her feet hit the wooden floor she was hit with the smell of blood and looked around - it caused a thirst within. It made her scratch at her neck. At a further inspection the shopkeepers were dead. Who would do such a thing? She scowled. Turning her hues to Every. “Was this you?!?!” She didn’t think it was considering she must’ve moved extremely quick to kill them. She went for her then, trying to tackle her she was a thief and perhaps a murderer. True colours were showing now.

She had failed though, and her body fell to the ground, her face planted in the pool of blood. She spat out the cold blood that had made its way to her lips, they had been dead for a while now. Half hour or so? It can’t have been Every. Moving quickly she snaked out her arm, fingers wiggling as she took the shard and vaulted for the elevator. She would descend to the basement via the walls. She would climb down, at least this way if Every was following her she’d have to do it at a much slower pace.

You succeeded in your endeavour. - Steal Shard from Every
You failed in your endeavour. - Tackle Every

She didn’t think Every would follow her. She knew the woman had a fear of elevators. She was damn sure that was why the woman was a monkey on a sane day, she could hear the sound of metal grating against metal - the sound of distant cables sparking off illuminating the top of the shaft. Onyx hues looked up towards the mouth of the floor she was just on, hoping to find no one following her. Especially Every, she seemed to be the only one who was giving chase. Everyone else had become MIA. Even her twin. Perhaps she was mortified that the shard was stolen from her then, perhaps she now understand that the shard belonged to her. No one could take it back from her. H E R S.

She had seen the reaction from Every. The way she wiggled her nose at Nishaa, because of her white rabbit nickname. She had acted like a rabbit and it had infuriated the woman further. That damn white rabbit was going to haunt her for the rest of her unlife however long that may be considering the circumstances right now.

Hands grappled at the walls as she lowered herself, this scaling was hard work. She couldn’t judge how far the drop was and what kind of damage it would do to her. So she would wait before she dropped. Just to be safe. Eyes cast to a dagger that flew past her - embedding itself in the bark just below her. Ha. Every was too chicken to climb down the shaft, so now she was chucking kniv-- ****. She saw the woman had began to descend too. ***** has balls.

“No I will not hand you the shard. It’s MINE.” She twisted her head up to look at the *** of her sire, and took a moment to admire it before yes, game face. She had to get away. If it was a fight between Every and Nishaa - who had the most endurance when it came to this - Every would win, Nishaa knew now she was at a disadvantage. So she began to descend quicker. She had too, to get away from her sire.

She could hear stones and gravel dropping into the wreckage below her as she blinked - she just saw Every let go of the wall and drop to the knife - where she grabbed it with one hand. Barely hanging on. Nishaa in that moment wished she would let go, and let her keep the shard. Every was becoming a fly. An annoying fly that needed swatting. Her hand reached out and took the shard from her again. She gritted her teeth together, and ground them out of annoyance. Taking note of her childish mockery, and then dropping into the wreckage below. Her eyes cast down to see where she had landed - she seemed safe. Which means Nishaa could also make that kind of drop.

She looked back up at the entryway of the shaft where she saw Niklaus. Just watching her - and the scene between herself and Every. She scowled. The man had been out of the action for a while now. Did he want to climb down too for her shard. Instinctively she grabbed the knife that was still in the bark. Every’s knife - she angled herself on the wall where she could get a good aim and let the dagger fly. A cruel smirk appeared on her lips as the knife embedded itself within Niklaus’s shoulder. “Stay. The. ****. Away. Asshole.” She warned him. A crazy look to her dirty features.

With that she dropped her whole body onto the wreckage. Her body landed metal of the elevator roof. A soft ‘oof’ escaped her lips. As she rolled - just narrowly avoiding some sharp metals that could potentially hurt her. ALOT. Every had done the same. So she mimicked her actions and followed her to the door that would lead her - them to the ground floor. The ground floor they weren't allowed to set foot on. It was trapped up to the eyeballs with traps.

She opened the door and noticed a few traps had been triggered. She found herself laughing. She was quite the crafter - this should be easy. She could dance in between them all. No problem at all. Or so she thought.

She manouvered her whole body so she could avoid the traps but she did just the opposite when she moved she triggered a sentry. The bullets ripped through her gut and she coughed blood. It was just a flesh wound, that was all. She was going to get through this damn mine field for the shard. The shard was pushing her on. Onyx hues caught sight of her sire standing still. Why would Every be so still?

As Nishaa danced around a bear trap - a proximity mine burned her arm. Nishaa refused to cry out no matter how much pain she was in. She looked at the trap she was beside - noticing the distinguishable signs that it was a toxic gas trap. A cruel smile appeared on her lips. Her sire had a weakness to poison. She made her way over cautiously. Her foot reached out and triggered the trap. She knew she would get hit by it - but it wouldn’t affect her nearly as bad as it would Every. As the gas escaped Nishaa snaked out and grabbed the shard, coughing up her lungs in the process as she moved backwards. Weaving in and out of the traps so she was on the opposite side. She avoided some traps, and some got her. The bleeding wound in her gut had to be healed. Placing the palm of her hand on her gut. She focused - and healed it. One less wound for her. She smelt like charred ferret right now.

You succeeded in your endeavour. - Steal Shard from Every
You succeeded in your endeavour. - Avoid Wreckage
You failed in your endeavour. - Avoid Traps
You succeeded in your endeavour. - Throw knife at Niklaus

Nishaa had not seen another soul in a while. Well, besides Every - and the stalking figure of Niklaus. He clung to the shadows like a baby clung to a mother's tit. He was a coward. Nishaa didn’t think he’d be a good addition to Tytonidae. No. He can’t be. Not if he hid all the time. She shook her head as she stood on the opposite side of ground floor of the Eyrie. Looking at Every with an inquisitive stare. She didn’t expect Every to get over the toxic gas. She didn’t cough like she had - she had expect the woman to fall to the ground throwing up mass amounts of blood, like she had in the past. Micah and Every were alike that way.

She could hear the spitting then - it seemed she couldn't avoid the toxic gas. Nishaa found herself grinning like a cheshire cat. There was an underlined victory somewhere in there. A smug look to her features. She had done something right that was for sure. What she didn’t expect was for Every to recover quickly and come at Nishaa quickly.

**** this chick man.

How many lives did she have?

Nine?

She saw her move around the traps. Some got her, some didn’t. It was chance - the way the woman moved. Nishaa canted her head and watched, only to have the woman attempt to steal her shard but she missed. HA! Yet, in retaliation the woman jumped and kicked the shard from her fingertips she grumbled watching what was hers roll to the centre of a bunch of traps.

Oh the ******* joy.

She bared her fangs at her sire before bouncing off towards the shard. She avoided some of the traps, whilst others got her again. She winced in pain as bullets struck her, shards of metal embedded itself into her skin. Burns singed her skin. Nishaa was going to need one hell of a bath after all this was over. She smelt so bad. Dirt etched across her skin as she rubbed at her cheekbones. Bending down and snatching the shard again. She brought it up to inspect it. “Mummy has you again.” She cooed at it.

Before pulling out her tome and reading the words out loud. She was back at the basement. Where she collapsed against the wall - tired. She didn’t think Every would follow her just yet. She would give herself a five minute break before she would make the climb again.

You failed in your endeavour. - Avoid Traps