[Inoni]: 62.Voodoo Priestess Nimeesha.Chase and Catch

Chase and Catch

"No! Stop!!" Nimeesha cried, scrambling to her feet. She took off after the boy, this time not caring about her dress. She pushed as hard as she could, and the delicate fabric ripped from her long strides. Nim was in great shape. She had been trained for years, in case something like this should happen. "Please! Just STOP!" Her voice echoed through the gnarled, bent trees of the forest.

The boy in the hoodie risked a glance behind him. He realized that the girl was gaining on him, and tried to run faster. His attempts failed, and he wound up tripping on a tree root. Managing to regain his balance before hitting the ground, he kept on running, but it wasn't enough. He had slowed down enough for Nim to get the chance she needed. Taking a deep breath, Nim flung herself at the boy, wrapping her arms around his waist, and tackling him to the pine needle covered ground.

The hooded boy kicked and flailed his arms like a madman. Nim wrapped a leg around him and dug her finger nails into his arms. He beat on her with his fists, then tried to roll on top of her and get away. She forced him back down and tried to pin him there. He grabbed her shoulders and threw her side. She hit the ground hard. He got up fast.

Nim sat panting as the boy stood in front of her. Blood dripped from his forehead, where she had ripped at him with a fingernail while they had wrestled. She glanced down at herself, where her legs were starting to bruise. Then she looked back up at the boy. The two stood, bewildered at the weirdness of the other one. A red headed little creature, with bright yellow eyes all dressed in black and bones, stared at a black haired boy with light grey eyes, dressed all in blues and brand names.

Nim's foot shot out and tripped him. In his shock, it wasn't until he was on his back, straddled around the waist, and with his arms pinned by her capable hands, that he tried to fight back. "Get off, witch! Please!! DON'T KILL ME!!" Nim held him down forcefully, but her insides felt weak. Such a strong looking teenager was begging for his life... It horrified her. "It's... Priestess," She whispered, and then began to murmur a spell. "Vsdy sesu yjod npu'd zrzptu!"

And with that, the beautiful Nim kissed his forehead, and the boy's eyes fell shut...