Rage

Kyliska stormed on the top deck of the Sunfire ship that her and Tiandril would meet. She was livid. That undead woman, Beckyann just loved to push her buttons. How dare she insult Kyli like that in a public manner? After she was the one taking Kyli's very own kills the other night. The nerve! Kyli was raging as she paced back and forth. She was walking so heavily that she thought the deck would just fall beneath her. Tiandril had heard her footsteps and came to the top deck to see what was going on.

"Kyli, are you alright?" he asked cautiously.

"Oh yes, I am quite fine Ti." she said but continued to pace back and forth. He took a slow step towards her, but didn't reach out to touch her just yet.

"I am sorry to say this, but Kyli, you sure don't seem to be ok. Is something wrong, would you like to talk about it?"

Kyliska looked at him with anger clearly in her eyes. She continued to pace as she began to talk. "I am in a very bad mood and I would caution you to stay away from me for the time being until I cool down. You have never seen me like this and you do not know what I am capable of when I am in a mood like this."

Tiandril just looked at her and smiled. "Kyli, I am not afraid of you, and also I would like to help you through whatever has put you in this foul mood." He took a step closer to her and was almost close enough to touch her and he started to reach his hand out to touch her arm, when Kyli jerked away.

"Ti....please do not press me right now." she started. "I do not want to hurt you, I am not thinking clearly right now, just leave me alone. There was only ever one person who could calm me down when I was like this...."

Tiandril knew she was referring to Andithiel, but he didn't care. He was going to try. He put his hands on her shoulders and forced her to stop pacing. He held her in place and looked into her eyes and he was actually a little nervous when he saw the daggers that were staring back at him. She started to shake and turn red. She had warned him but he didn't listen. In one fell swoop she maneuvered herself out of his grip on her and knocked him to the floor. He yelped in surprise but she was not done yet. She was seeing red. When Kyliska got into a blood rage you did not want to be in her path. You wanted to stay far far away. She jumped on top of him and began to punch him. It was a good thing she didn't have her armor on still.

Tiandril blocked some of her blows but not all of them. He was screaming at her to stop but she couldn't hear him, she was in a trance. In her mind she was picturing that undead bitch and she couldn't stop punching her. She had punched her face a few times and then was punching her right where her undead heart should be. Did she even still have one? Kyli didn't even care at that moment, she just wanted to make this bitch hurt. Even if she was dead and maybe it wouldn't even hurt her that much, it made Kyli feel better. She was screaming at Kyli to stop, and she even got in some good hits to Kyli, but she couldn't feel anything right now.

Then out of nowhere Kyli felt something warm on her arm, and then she felt slight pain. She stopped and looked and noticed that she was bleeding, and there was a white fox biting her arm and not letting go. She shook her head and looked down and noticed that she was fighting Tiandril, not Beckyann. He had a bruise on his cheek and his chest, and was also bleeding.

"Snow.....you can stop now. Thank-you." Tiandril said to the fox and he released his hold on Kyli.

Kyli looked down at Tiandril again with disbelief in her eyes. She fell onto his chest and started to cry. Even though he was in pain he put his arms around her and held her close to him. She whispered a small prayer to the light and healed his wounds for him. "I'm so sorry Ti....." she murmured.

Tiandril stroked her hair and didn't say anything. She was right, he had never seen her act that way before. He had never seen her fight, it was actually truly scary. He was never afraid of Kyli and never realized just how strong she was but in that moment of her blood rage, she was indestructible. She didn't care who she was fighting, she would fight them to the death. In that moment she didn't care if she died, as long as she died fighting. He felt that if he wasn't able to stop her, she might have actually killed him. All he wanted to do was comfort her and try to help her out. He didn't think it would come to this.

As she lay on top of him crying he wondered how in the fel that Andi was ever able to calm her down from that kind of rage. He must be a special guy to be able to do that. Maybe this was all a mistake and she really did belong with him. Tiandril would have to think long and hard about this. He didn't need to be scared for his life every time that Kyliska got mad.