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The first thing she noticed when she woke up was that she was warm; the second was that she was hungry.

Hungry for her children, rather. Or were they her siblings? Perhaps a combination of both. Anyway, they loved her, and she could feel it, while their vines wrapped around her legs, as if they were holding her close. She could feel their heartbeat. They were everyone she had ever known. They were her family, her children, her siblings, her parents.

They wrapped their way into her hair and around her waist and arms, crossing across her neck to form patterns across her skin. They didn't like her clothes. Why should they? They weren't blissfully green.

You are our female, said the children. You are our mother/sister.

The transition was not hard, and the chlorophil was pumping through her veins like blood by the time she rose to face the males.

"Ahh, yes, the female. Every garden needs a caretaker!"

She informed them of their purpose; the troublesome one -- Danny? -- escaped, as was expected. She knew that he would. He runs to the only place he deems safe, the place where nothing grows, but there is only death, the place of sickness, the place of ghosts.

But she followed him, and she stood before the doorway, and he couldn't get through unless he hurts her. Her vines wrapped around the levers of the laboratory.

"Hello, Danny," Sam-an-tha purred, and she could the flowers in the room begin to open up and blossom. "Where are you going?"

Date: 2006-10-13 04:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
"I'm g-going to get h-help to f-fix this," Danny said, shivering. His skin was now a sickly shade of blue and the flowers near him were closing up, freezing over, shattering.

Date: 2006-10-13 04:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
"As t-tempting as that is, this isn't y-you, S-sam. Y-you'd n-n-never agree to helping m-make everyone in the w-world a m-mindless z-zombie."

Icicles were hanging from his hair and frost was on his lips.

(What was wrong with him? Was he dying? Had his body changed so much that it was finally killing him?)

He needed to get through, he knew he could just phase and run, but a part of him didn't want to leave her, a part of him couldn't bear the thought of it.

Date: 2006-10-13 05:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
"N-no free w-will, either."

(Oh, her skin was so warm).

Date: 2006-10-13 05:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
He sighed into her mouth, a shuddering, gasping sigh--he couldn't help it.

"You're n-not yourself. You're n-not S-s-sam."

Date: 2006-10-13 05:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
The cold had been digging into him, had been radiating out from the core of hid body, like he had an icicle to the heart, it'd made him ache horribly, cruelly, all over, and now there was relief.

That was all he coul think about. Relief. Warmth.

Bliss.

He lay his head against her shoulder, burying it in the warmth of her neck, until he could feel his nose again. His hands roamed up her sides until he could feel his fingers, until his fingers could feel her, underneath the leafy covering, her skin smoother than normal, smooth like flower petals or lamb's ear leaves.

She smelled green and new and wonderful, she--

He didn't even realize they were kissing at first, but when he did, he also realized he couldn't pull away.

Date: 2006-10-13 06:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] goinghost.livejournal.com
Danny shivered against her, from the cold and from different reasons this time.

His breath was still icy cold and when it collided with hers, fog drifted up.

"I want to. I wish--I w-wisg it was that easy, b-but it's not."

He swallowed and looked pained.

"I'm g-going to s-save you, Sam. And everybody else."

With that, he phased, bolting for the portal, shouting as he ran, vowing to her, and to the everyone:

"I promise!"

cali

Date: 2007-02-07 02:22 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
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