Healer's Touch and Restorations (Ziare/Closed)

[Alastin]

He had teleported.

Well not just him.

Her as well.

Ziare.

He had teleported someone with him who was in such deep pain and sadness that he promised to heal if he could. Devoting years to the process to restore her back to herself if necessary. Alastin appeared in his room a breeze settling but, the window was open letting in the fresh air as it overlooked the beautiful courtyard. Alastin walked with Ziare still held in his arms in a gentle embrace to a bed where he layed her down. He leaned his head down once more kissing her gently on the forehead as he leter her lay there comfortably and drew a cover over her to keep her warm. That was key in emotional shock. You had to keep the person warm because they would be suspectable to chills at the moment. His wings snapped back and went into his back once more showing he was just mortal yet he still cared.

"Welcome Ziare to my room. I'm afraid it's still a tad unorganized being that I have not unpacked everything having just arrived here today. However, your pain..." He shook his head gently the earring in his left ear glimmering a small golden cross.

"I could not allow you to die in heart or soul the death is not someone or anyone should endure..." His voice was soft and kind as he turned to face her giving a gentle smile.

"Though I have you at a disadvantage. I am Alastin Skylark a summoner like yourself but, I am also a healer. Your bond summon Armenius and your phoenix were kind enough to give me a chance to try and bring you back." He said softly as he walked over to a large worktable and began to unpack delicate things for his herbalism needs. After all having just moved here he needed to get things in some semblence of order.

[Ziare]

Ziare suddenly found herself in a completely different area of the school Jyo and the other thing were left behind and they seemed to now be in a dorm. She looked around a bit with her eyes but said nothing as he lay her gently on the bed and kissed her forehead.

He was so gentle with her and she knew why. If he had seen anything that had happened to her at all he would understand. His had been the voice that had called back to her when she was lost and it was his light that she say leading the way back to this world. But she didn't know why she had come back at all. It wasn't a place that she wanted to be anymore.

She looked down at her dress and tears sprang to her eyes as the boy introduced himself. Quickly she sat up and tugged on his sleeve. Looking up with huge tears running down her cheeks she pointed to the dress hoping he would understand she needed and wanted to change out of it. She needed something and she couldn't do anything if she was wearing this.

She swallowed hard and looked up into his eyes pleadingly. She pointed to his closet hoping he would let her pick out a few things to wear so that she could be comfortable and not in THAT dress.

[Alastin]

Need. Raw need was what she had as he found her at his side tugging on the sleeve of his shirt. Getting his attention. He turned to her and saw her desperate need. Tears in her eyes that he gently wiped away and gave a nod seeing she wanted to be out of that dress. He couldn't blame her. She would never see that dress again if she didn't torch it herself. He touched her cheek lightly and nodded at her gently showing that he understood. That he felt her desperate need and wasn't going to make her suffer over it.

"Okay, I see what you need," Alastin said softly. He didn't say want. He said NEED. As if he understood just how badly she needed to be out of that horrid memory. He gave a sad smile at her as he gazed into her eyes. It was obvious he had seen everything but, he still faced it and was still doing everything he could to try and bring her back.

"Come on now," he took her hand lightly as he walked with her to the dresser that he had only partially packed things into. He opened the top drawer and withdrew a pair of paints, a sweater, and a belt and placed them in her hands.

"The belt to hold the pants you'll probably have to roll the pantlegs up so you don't trip and hurt yourself," Alastin said with a smile as he pointed at the bathroom for her trying to give her some form of conversation at the moment. Still if she was going to be wordless he would have to reach out to her a bit more. He was really going to have to make an effort to get her out of this black mood. He sighed softly for a moment as he let his touch shift and he lightly cupped her cheek gently his golden eyes staring into hers. He nodded and finally let go of her cheek. As she headed for the bathroom though he shifted his speech.

"You don't have to talk if you don't want to Ziare. All I ask is you let me know if I'm helping you or not. My goal is to heal you and let you gaze at the light once more as yourself."

[Ziare]

It was something that he seemed to be able to do. Sense what she needed or more that he could sense what she felt. He was there for her in a way that he could tell her that it was allright and she might actually believe him. But what was important right now was that he was willing to give her what she needed and not just what he thought she would want.

He took her hand and for some reason she wasn't repulsed by his touch as she thought she would be others. He led her to his dresser and pulled out a warm sweater and some cotton pants with a belt. She nodded softly and he cupped her cheek looking down into her eyes. She closed her eyes and let her cheek just feel the warmth that had brought her back.

She went into the bathroom. And she heard him speak mentally but again she didn't reply. She changed out of the dress and tossed it to the floor as she tossed her panties too they were tarnished as well. She changed into the pants and tightened the belt tightly around her waist before she slipped the large sweater over her thin form.

She came out of the bathroom and immediatly tossed her panties into the fireplace. A fierce look on her face her eyes were cold and menacing as she began to litterally rip the dress to shreads. Tearing at the seams and tearing off all the beading before she cast the whole stipped mess into the fireplace. She cast her fire bolt spell and fire arrows leapt from her fingers to incinerate the clothing within.

She lay back down on the bed and covered herself up again watching it burn. Watching the flames lick at the silk of the dress until it near melted. The fire reflected in her eyes as she watched it all burn.

[Alastin]

She was showing reaction and accepting his presence. That was a good thing because it was showing that it wasn't forced. That was in itself a good thing which he breathed a sigh of relief as she seemed to almost nuzzle in his hand savoring the warmth. Warmth was what she needed hence the choice on the warm clothes as he continued to unpack and heard her moving about in the bathroom. He could tell that she was thoroughly in need of comfort and presence as Alastin carefully sorted the memories that she had went through and he had experianced. Well not exactly sorted more liked gagged again and threw up what little was in his stomach in a fire-proof bucket Ziare no doubt able to see this when she emerged from the bathroom. Wiping his mouth he torched the bile into nothingness as he fixed himself an herbal remedy and downed it quickly making a face at the taste.

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPP!

Alastin blinked for a few moments and turned her around seeing something was tossed in the fireplace a request for his room. More importantly she was ripping that dress to threads and tossing it in. Cold and menacing eyes and he winced slightly as he watched the process with a detached expression and then she torched it with her magic. A cocked brow expression on his face. Well well that was rather unexpected she was pissed as hell from what he was gathering as he opened his minifridge that had already been stocked by the kitchen and taking a glass he filled it with ice water. He wasn't going to mix up anything remembering how she was taken advantage of.

I've established trust so no sense in ruining it.

~She's got spirit that one.~

At least she's showing reaction...

~You disagree with her expression?~

Well...I don't know actually....it's better to see something then nothing...

Alastin walked over to the bed and set the clear glass of ice water on the table for her careful not to get in the way of her view.

"Need anything else?" he asked as he sat down on the edge of the bed for that moment and tucked her in the blanket lightly.

"If not I'll finish unpacking."

[Ziare]

Ziare watched the remanents of her dress go and soon the flames died. She watched his every move though. He was a man and though right now she wanted to trust him she was reluctant to do so. She looked at him as he went to the fridge and grabbed some water pouring it in a glass that was untainted before putting a few ice cubes in it.

Her eyes never left him as he sat it down and then sat himself down on the side of the bed. She looked over at him her eyes still filled with that utter hate and anger and sadness. Despair some might call it. She felt him tuck her in and she smiled inwardly only slightly but nothing outward showed it.

She snuggled into the warm blankets and shook her head no that she didn't need anything.

..tell him to tell his summon thank you..

She whispered one thing to Armenius who relayed the message after grumbling about not being a messenger. She fell into a deep and restful but more importantly healing sleep.

[Alastin]

He felt her watching his every move. There was no scream of agony. No cry of terror. No screech of anger and rage. Just silence. Uncomfortable silence that created a slight air of tension. Just silence as if she was still judging Alastin and for that he was at least thankful that he wasn't rejected or repulsed even though he was a guy. He smiled at her with a gentle and compassionate smile. A philosopher once said that compassion takes courage. For Ziare right now this was going to be the greatest challenge of her life after what had just happened to her and Alastin would try to help her every step of the way. After all a Healer's first and most important clause was too help someone so that they would once again be able to stand on their own two feet. Never abandon someone that was in need that was his way of life.

He saw the look of despair and anger in her eyes but, they weren't directed at him specifically they just displayed her current mood. Another sigh of relief. She was at least STARTING to show emotion and that was itself progress showing that she was recovering at least somewhat. He watched her shift where she was and he gave a mental nod. He saw her shake her head no at his earlier question and gave a small smile at her snuggling into the covers for rest and relaxation.

"You should thank Misae."

"Wha?"

"Your bond mate you should thank her for allowing you to even get close."

"Is that from you?"

Alastin didn't get an answer from the dragon consciousness that lurked within the confines of Ziare's mind giving her comfort and an inner fire of her own.

"Sleep well Ziare," he whispered.

Looks like I owe you one.

~It is the way of things youngling.~

Thanks Misae.

~What are friends for?~

He gave a smile shaking his head as he watched Ziare fall into a deep and restful sleep a healing kind that would help her on the path to recovery. He took that time to unpack it was very early morning during all of this and he gave a small yawn as he began to unpack everything. Neatly organizing things as he went about the room going from bare to having a life of it's own by the time he was done. The workbench had all of his herbology and potion-making equipment already set up. A couple pictures hung from the wall and there was a shelf that had a few models on it. A plane, a car, and a helicopter all of them done and completely finished showing Alastin's attention and dedication to finishing something completely. There were other small touches that made it more of a home then a room.

Alastin sat down at his window seat when all of this was done and gave a satisfied smile as he drew his knees up his wings coming out during that moment. He'd just use his wings as a blanket for now as he folded a wing around him and then folded the second one over it he closing his eyes his head resting against the wall as he drifted into a light sleep. Misae would wake him when he was needed.

[Ziare]

Ziare woke with a start and tears came unbidden to her eyes. She sat up as she looked around the room. There was her angel the one that had saved her but this life was it worth living? Was it really? Could she live the life of this world now that she could see the dangers that lurked in every shadow.

She got up and looked at her angel for a moment sleeping peacefully but her eyes were once again distant. She walked around the room looking at the things that he had put up but stayed well away from the herbology things. She had enough experience with those and she didn't want to touch anything.

She sat down on the bed and looked at her angel again. He was .. pretty in the light sleeping like a story book picture. She smiled softly. It was so innocent to see. With nothing else to do she crawled back under the covers and with her back to the room she fell back into a soft sleep praying her nightmares stayed away this time.

[Alastin]

~Wake up.~

H....uh...wh....

~Wake up youngling she needs your presence.~

M...isa.....e....

~I know you're tired just wake up for her since you promised to try and heal her. It wouldn't be right if you didn't try to comfort her even as she slept.~

Alastin opened his eyes as he heard Ziare slipping back into the bed it had taken Misae awhile to prod him awake since he was in a deep and recovering sleep. Alastin's wings shifted ever so gently when Ziare had closed her eyes. He had missed the smile that had been on her lips. Something that had he known was there he would have sorely berated himself. He stood up carefully and streched out his wings giving a couple silent flaps to get his muscles warmed up again. Wing muscles needed more tending then normal muscles but, the ability to fly was well worth the hassle of caring for them. Carefully he streched himself out unaware of how long he had been asleep. Alastin flapped his wings one last time before folding them behind his back as he saw Ziare asleep. He headed to the refridgerator for a moment but, only to get a bottle of tea and an already made sandwich. He ate the sandwich quickly to sate the small hunger he had and downed half of the tea before putting the bottle up.

~She thinks of you as an angel...~

WHAT?!

~The girl. She believes you to be an angel when your wings are out.~

I.. see...

Alastin blinked a few times and walked over to where Ziare lay and once again his soft touch tucking Ziare back into the blanket. Tucking her in so she would feel comfortable and safe. He gave a gentle smile at her as he turned his attention to her face for a moment and gave a small sigh. Lightly he ran his fingers against her cheek for a moment before shifting himself and sitting beside where she lay on the bed. He kept his wings out once again folding them around him for some warmth as he curled up. He drifted again into another light sleep but, he would be ready for the next time that she woke up.

Misae?

~Yes?~

In the end will it all work?

~It will only work as long as you have faith that it will.~

And if....

~Don't worry about the if you'll only think too much.~

It's just sad to see someone so hurt...

~I know rest now bond mate I will wake you when she wakes the next time.~

Alastin gave a nod as he rested his hed against the headboard but, one of his wings moved in a quick flick a feather gentle fell from it. It fluttered downwards and landed beside Zi for her to find later on as he fell into another light recovering sleep so that he would be able to better attend to her needs when he woke up. For now though he was resting and recovering.

[Ziare]

*GASP!*

Ziare's eyes flew open and she stared ahead for a moment before the sobs took over her body. She didn't feel the presence of her angel but she knew that he was somewhere. But she wasn't going to put her life in his hands it wasn't his to hold it wasn't anyones to hold.

Softly she began to sob into the blanket. She pushed her face tightly into a pillow to keep silent as the tears quickly soaked it through. The bed almost shook with her sobs but she was unaware of who sat beside her missing the white feather completely.

The tears of despair the sobs of one that had nothing to live for. Everything had gone wrong. She had always been so happy. Could she return home? What was there for her? A best friend that loved her but she could never return it. Despite the fact she was broken and repulsive.

They were the sobs of the empty heart the broken soul and the tarnished mind. She no longer shone like the star she had once been. Rising up in the night sky over her small England town her brother Thomas had named a star for her. Telling her she shone like one. With her pale hair and pale skin, with her bright blue eyes that were nothing like the family that she had. He said she was the star among them.

This star had fallen.

[Alastin]

~WAKE BOND MATE!~

Wha?

~She slips once again!~

DAMN IT!

Alastin's eyes snapped open as he turned his head seeing the shaking form of see an his wings unfolded. Unfolded and unflurled in a soft movement the whisper of the wing movement their in the air. Alastin now had work to do as he concentrated on a positive memory once more. The memory of graduating from high school. Another positive memory. He let the flames encompass his hands once more and he reached down. He had to recreate the star that this girl needed in the night of her soul. The star of hope. He had to give her the hope the will to live once more and he was not going to give up. His fingers touched her cheek gently as he very tenderly turned her over. With soft gentle brushes of his hands he very gently wiped the tears away that stained her cheeks. Very softly he was kneeling beside her concern in his eyes as he was trying so hard.

So dark...so cold...a night without any light...

~Courage bond mate. You must face her darkness in order to win this desperate battle.~

Using his own energy to try to help her so desperatly. Yet.. he knew he was doing the right thing. For if the star of one such as this young girl fell. Then darkness would truly have dealt a devestating blow to the light.

"Lady summoner, Ziare, tears should not stain your cheeks the crystalline drops showing such pain and despair. There is hope though there is so much hope please for that hope not for anyone else for yourself please see that. While the hope seems so little use mine see the hope I have in helping you become whole once more. I will strive on this if it takes years nay even my life to complete this." Alastin whispered gently as he stroked her cheeks softly his hands still warm and comforting.

[Ziare]

Ziare felt a gentle touch turning her over and wiping away her tears. Her eyes opened and her tears paused as she looked up into the face of her angel. He had that special look to him the sunlight coming and shining on him gave a glow probably added to by the blurry eyes she had from tears.

Her own angel. Had she really fallen so low as to need her own? The answer was a quick yes she knew she had there was no other explaination. She swallowed and let him speak though tears still fell from her face she was slowly calming herself down with his soothing voice.

She felt that she needed something. Anything. Was her life real? Was this not a dream. No it was too real too hard to be a dream. Yet why? Why did she have her own angel. She didn't understand. But..

She moved and she moved fast. Sitting up she pushed herself into his arms. He was an angel she could trust him. God wouldn't have sent her someone she couldn't trust. She cried on his shoulder lightly no longer the sobs of despair but she still cried but now she clung to him like her life line. He was her soul connection to this world. The one thing keeping her from a knife in the kitchen.

[Alastin]

He saw her eyes open and saw her pausing in the sobs of despair his hands losing the flames as he breathed a sigh of relief. She was showing reaction by the light he had gotten so worried about her with her reactions getting so bad. Carefully he shifted as he watched her calming down. This was a good thing it showed that she was trusting him and she needed someone to trust desperatly after that betrayel. He watched her for a moment watched her in thought as if thinking over what he said. Again his relief was flooding in his tensed and worried muscles he relaxing himself somewhat. Progress was being made and he wasn't going to lose track of what he was doing he was going to stay at this as long as needed. This wasn't some promise of friendship well it partly was but, it was a promise to help another. Another in need.

Thank the stars she's showing reactions. Any reactions are good as long as they aren't that heart-breaking emptiness that I saw earlier.

Then he got a surprise.

A surprise that he didn't have time to react to yet.

She moved quickly and pushed herself against him her arms wrapping around him and clinging to him desperatly. Again tears came and her cries were heard but, they weren't the cries of despair. This was a cry that would help her as painful as it was to see this. She was clinging to him desperatly like he was the very life line that anchored her to this world. His own arms were around her pulling her closer to him. He felt her crying on his shoulder as he felt the wetness but, he wasn't going to say anything just yet. Not until she calmed some. Right now what she needed was friendly and kind touch to help heal her and keep her anchored to the world. Rebuilding the ties that were so viciously severed in that black knight his wings enfolding her against him as well. He kissed the top of her head gently the small silver cross dangling from his left ear shimmered in the afternoon light.

"Shhhhh, easy now I'm here I am not going to dissapear I'm right here just let it out Ziare, let out your pain so it doesn't drag you down so badly."

[Ziare]

She was so tired and so lost. It seemed that her world was tinged in darkness. It lurked around the corners of her vision waiting for her to be caught off guard again. Waiting for the chance to strike him once more. It was ready to take her life and it would have her. The darkness was waiting to take her back she had tried to escape but she hadn't fully yet and the little gremlins were lying in wait.

He wrapped his arms and his wings around her and she felt safe for a moment. She cried hard. It was the cry that was somewhat healing. The love of her life had died. She had been brutally violated. She nuzzled into him and began to calm down her eyes closing the tears not falling any longer. She was done crying for the time being. She felt warm suddenly.

This time when she fell asleep in his arms she fell into a deep and uninterupted sleep. Something had happened for her and her body was shutting out the nightmares this time. Perhaps it was the presence of her angel his voice in her mind as she slipped to sleep wrapped tightly in his arms. She could trust and angel. He wouldn't hurt her.

God... still accepted her.

[Alastin]

Lightly he kissed her cheek letting her know that everything would be all right as he heard her crying. Crying in an agonizing pain that expressed all the darkness she had been forced to endure and he felt it wasn't right it wasn't fair. He sighed softly as he let her cut loose the pain that had been weighing down on her. It wasn't going to instantly heal her but, it was a start. It was a start that he was able to get reactions out of her rather then nothing at all. It showed that there was some life still in her still clinging to this world. Gently he kept her close to him protectively almost on the verge of a lover's protectiveness but, it wasn't it was his deep-seated desire to help others. That desire sparking his protectiveness and worry for this young girl. This young girl who thought of him as an angel. Not just any angel. Her angel.

Does she really think of me as a messenger from God? As someone sent to healer her of her pain...

He sleepily considered this but, he was drifting. Drifting into a deeper sleep just as the girl he had in his arms. But, he was comforted in the knowledge a small smile in the lips. She thought of him as an angel.

Her angel.

Maybe this would work after all.

With that knowledge tucked away he fell to sleep.