Unanswered Vision(Estelle)

[Eragon Greyson]

Eragon was a sleep. Not a very happy one either for the fact that a vision was happening in the depths of his mind. He had been tossing and turning trying to escape the power's grasp. His dream was giving him many questions without answers. He was standing in a field surrounded by nothing but darkness. Eragon had decided to take a path and just run. His feet seemed to lead him no where. He could clearly hear cries of fear, yet he was getting glimpse of different visions all around him. Every time he tried to focus on one it would disappear and another one seemed to pop in place.

Outside his mind he was sweating like his body was actually running. Back in his mind his body seemed to slow down. Everything seemed to just freeze and a faint light surrounded him. He heard people's voices all in his ears asking for help and to stop the destruction from happening. Looking around he noticed the light had got larger and then he felt a hand on his shoulder. Eragon was feeling relieved, but as he turned around a piercing scream went straight to his ears making the Vampyre fall into nothing.

Eragon watched as everything fading, but before he knew it he was wide awake any his bed panting. The male went to his restroom and splashed cold water on his face. The male was slightly shaken and had to double check behind him for the creature that seemed so evil. He looked himself in the mirror and saw that he had become a little pale. Also a headache started to form and he sighed. He lightly traced the wind shaped patterns along his face that met up at the center of his Filled in Crescent Moon. Drying his face of he left the restroom and grabbed a light grey t-shirt and put it on. Not caring about shoes he grabbed a bottle of blood from his fridge and left to find the Headmistress.

He hadn't been at the school for long. Eragon had just recently found out about being the Prophet to Estelle and had little to none connection to the woman. With this dream he knew it was about time to have help to figure the meanings of the visions. They had always came in as a puzzle and never lasted long enough to get a clear picture. Walking until his bare feet stopped in front of Estelle's Door he lightly knocked on it three times. He didn't know if the woman was awake or asleep, but he didn't know what else to do. The vision was confusing and had shaken and paled him more then anything else had.

[Estelle Josephine]

"Why am I a kid again?" Estelle thought sheepishly. She couldn't possibly be a child she was hundred and two years old. It just wasn't possible. The more Estelle analyzed her surroundings the more she realized it was a memory. Her dad was on the couch reading the paper and she had her dolls in-front of her... It only took her a moment to understand she was dreaming but she didn't understand why she was dreaming a memory.

"Père?" She called out to her father. For a moment, she got startled... her voice sounded like a kid. She looked down at herself, and just as she thought, she was in her child body.

"Oui, princesse?" He lowered his paper meeting her eyes.

"Qu'est-ce qui se passe?" She asked much more than confused. Estelle has never had a dream of a past memory. She could remember this day with ease... the only difference is Estelle was holding a different conversation than real memory. In the real memory, she talked about wanting a new doll.

"¿Está recordando todavía?" He asked with a smile spreading across his tanned face. Switching from French to Spanish, or vise versa, was a normal thing growing up.

"¿Se supone que voy a recordar algo?" I picked up my dolls and placed them neatly back into the cases the belonged in.

"Si. Estelle, no se olvide. Él está ahí fuera." Carlos folded his papers placing the on the coffee table.

"You just called me Estelle." She tilted her head. Estelle wasn't named Estelle at the time... She changed her name when she got marked.

"I did. This isn't just a dream. This is a reminder. Do you remember what happened on this day?"

"I asked you for another doll," She said simply. "But I don't see what that has to do with my present."

"You're letting your loss get in the way of your better judgment. Don't you remember asking for a male doll? You wanted your look-a-like doll to have a boyfriend." Carlos chuckled thinking back on the memory.

"Oh." She said frowning. "I doubt I'm ready to move on, daddy. Is this just a dream or are you really here?" She couldn't help but ask. Her father died many years ago. She knew what he was talking about though... she hasn't let anyone in since her human consort died.

"You are." He said matter-of-factly. "This is really me. Nyx wanted me to enter your dreams tonight to enlighten you." He smiled that brilliant smile that Estelle always felt comforted by.

"Okay," She smiled. "I love you. And I miss you." Estelle ran into his arms, buried her face into his shirt like she used too, and hugged him.

Carlos hugged her back for a moment then took her arms to pull her back some. "I love you too. We'll met again... It's time for us to go now. Merry répondre et Merry partie."

Estelle woke up to thuds against her door. She didn't have time to ponder on what just happened but knew she would have plenty of time to do so later.

"One minute!" She called throwing the covers off herself. She grabbed her cashmere robe and tossed it over her body. Even though she was dressed decently it was much more polite to cover up nightwear.

With a quick finger comb through her hair she opened the door just a few inches to see Eragon. He hadn't been here long. He came to this school claiming to be her Prophet. Estele didn't argue as her Telepahy told her no lies. "Bonjour, Eragon. Buenos días. Good morning. Do you need something?" She gave him a smile as she opened her door a little wider. "You can come in if you like." Estelle added stepping back some.

translations;
my spanish and french both are rough. sorry for any mistakes.
"Père?" French 'Father'
"Oui, princesse?" French 'Yes, princess?'
"Qu'est-ce qui se passe?" French 'What's happening?'
"¿Está recordando todavía?" Spanish 'Do you remember yet?'
"¿Se supone que voy a recordar algo?" Spanish 'Am I supposed to remember something?'
"Si. Estelle, no se olvide. Él está ahí fuera." Spanish 'Yes. Estelle, don't forget. He's out there.'
"Merry répondre et Merry partie." French 'Merry meet and Merry part'
"Buenos días." Spanish 'Good morning'

[Eragon Greyson]

Eragon had stood there thinking about leaving instead of bothering the woman until he heard"One Minute." Knowing that the High Priestess was defiantly awake he knew he couldn't walk away. Waiting patiently the Vampyre was trying to think of ways to tell her about the mixed visions. The visions that were in pieces of many different problems that never seemed to relate to one another. It had been one of the most confusing Visions he had ever had. His green eyes flickered up when he heard the sound of the door opening up.

He could not help but smile when he saw the High Priestess standing before him. That was just how he was giving most people a friendly smile. He probably looked like crap compared to her since he had jumped awake with a massive headache and was paler then normal. He took her invitation on coming into her room. It was still way early to him to be up but he was wide awake. Turning around he faced her"I hope I did not wake you." If he had woken her up do to his knocks he would have felt bad.

Eragon slipped his hands into his pockets meeting Estelle's eyes when he had spoken. He grew up being polite and respectful no matter how old the person was. Just like his sister he was light skinned compared to most Italians and of course he had an accent. His eyes didn't waver from her face as he was thinking of something to explain himself being here. For the most part he didn't know where to begin since becoming someone's Prophet. Sending a silent prayer to Nyx he started to find his being for here.

"If I woke you I am sorry, Priestess"The Italian started off for a moment. He didn't call her by her name since he did not know her well enough and didn't want to offend her in any way. All his normal laid-back Personality had been replaced once he stepped into her room. "I figured you could help me solve a puzzle. One that consists of many different visions that seem to have no link behind them... or so it seems"He continued acting like he didn't have a major migraine attacking him at the moment.

Eragon waited patiently to see what she would say. He never had a problem being around women, but for some odd reason the Blue Vampyre before him seemed stunning. "Maybe it just my lack of sleep"He thought to himself within the depths of his mind.

[Estelle Josephine]

Estelle moved aside as he stepped into her room. She shut it most of the way, leaving it only cracked open. Her graceful steps lead her to her comfortable recliners on the left side of her room. Her room was the largest of all the professor's, giving her a lot of room for herself and her belongings; which way nice. At times she felt guilty for having so much room but in the end she was the High Priestess. The red high priestess had the second biggest room located in the school's basement. At least the red priestess didn't complain about the space given.

"It doesn't matter if you woke me or not. I can tell you've had a vision and I've told you, you can see me at anytime." Estelle gave him a soft, polite smile. She sat on her favorite purple recliner leaving the light purple love seat and the matching light purple recliner. "Please sit." She added gesturing to the seats.

"I'll help you the best I can. I'm sure we can figure out these visions together." She gave him another smile. Her petite hand reached over to the candy filled bowl on her end table. She grabbed a couple M&M's before chuckling softly.

"Don't tell any of the students I have candy in here. They might come raid my room." She laughed jokingly. She knew, very well, how the students hated all the healthy food the school fed them. Even though it was for their own good, they still hated it. She didn't blame them but it was better than letting them get unhealthy with the possible chance of rejecting the change.

Estelle earns her sweets, however, because she worked out every day. A body like hers doesn't come easily. She has worked for years to maintain a healthy body hoping her healthy image would motivate the students to be healthy as well. "Tell me everything... We can start from there."

[Eragon Greyson]

Eragon watched in silence as Estelle took a seat on a purple recliner. Looking around the room he could see that the room was larger then most of the other adults. He figured that the High Priestess was above everyone else was the reason her room was bigger. The male could not help but smirk at all the purple. He would have never guessed the Priestess was into the color purple. Taking the woman's advice he decided to sit in the light purple recliner. He leaned back into the cushions until he noticed Estelle bring out a candy bowl.

Within that bowl Eragon took noticed of the many colored candies that turned out to be M&Ms. He looked at her when she said something about not telling the fledglings that she has candy in her room or they would raid it. "You have my word on not letting them know about your sweets, Priestess"He said with a small smile on his face. Eragon himself never had a fascination with chocolate. He enjoyed the fruit candy like starburst then chocolate. Growing up candy various candy was not rare treat due to the fact of being a rich family.

Eragon had not been here for long. He has not fully gotten down the rules of the place since it all is new to him. This American House of Night is very different then his old one he was at as a fledgling. With the whole healthy food it sounded reasonable for the students to make their change. Clearing his thoughts he focused back on the mixed dreams. The dream that made him leap out of his bed from a shadow figure diving at him. Taking a deep breath he released it slowly exhaling everything and relaxed himself before starting.

"Esso é stato tutto un pasticcio"He started trying to figure out the words. When his mind was confused he would have problems with the English Language and went to resort back to Italian. Intertwining his fingers he started back up" It was like watching many broken videos. Along with hearing bits and pieces of sad voices. Some were happy, but others seemed lost. I couldn't pick out any of the voices, and every time I tried to focus on a certain clip it would blur then disappear. I was consumed in some dark shadow that had leaped for me."

Eragon stopped his eyes on the floor as he was slowly remembering the vision clearly as it could come out.

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((I know some Italian still learning it.))
"Esso é stato tutto un pasticcio" - It was all a mess.

[Estelle Josephine]

Estelle knew Eragon wouldn't leak anything about her having sweets. From what she knew of him, he didn't look like the type of person to go about telling everyone everyone's business. No, he was much more mature than that. She merely said it to bring about some smiles that might help lighten his mood. He did look like he had a headache after all.

He started in Italian which Estelle didn't know. She knew three languages but Italian wasn't one of them. She didn't question or give him a look though because she knew he would continue in English.

She listened with such concentration that she was looking into space; trying to picture for herself what she saw. Telepathy only helped very little with this. She tuned into his thoughts only to hear the vision, and possibly see pictures, to better understand it. When he finished she tuned out of his thoughts and came back to reality. She probably looked like she were day dreaming but anyone who knew her knew she was only concentrate to her fullest ability.

"I'm not quite sure." She started with slow words. She looked back to him whilst pondering any possible meaning to his vision. "Dark shadow that leaped for you..." She repeated him in her own words. Her eyes squinted a moment, in thought, before raising her head like a Priestess would. Her stance was now powerful, not just calm.

"Did this dark shadow have threndels perhaps? It would be something that looks like threads of thick ink." If she learned anything from these red vampyres, she learned they could see Darkness with such ease. The ones that weren't marked as red could. The others were touched by Darkness which is why it's so hard for some of them to hold onto their humanity.

"Before we continue, if your head is being bothersome I can heal it for you." She smiled warmly with her offer.

[Eragon Greyson]

((Sorry for it being short))
Trying to remember the shadow Eragon was having
a problem with the details. For some reason though
He could not gather any clear looks of the shadows
that leaped at him. Putting one of his hands to his
temple he massaged the headache some. Letting
out a sigh he looked at the High Priestess. "I cannot
recall any of it. I cannot say whether it did or did not.
For that I am sorry"He said with the sound of
frustration clear in his accent. Noticing what she had
said next took him back for a moment wondering if he
should.

"I will be fine. I usually deal with the headache that
can end up much worse then this one. The only reason
I came to you is because this is the first Vision that I
cannot understand. When I first got them they came
out easy... now they seem to come worse on trying
to decipher them"Eragon said looking around the room.
He was not trying to pry or nothing, but usually if he kept
his mind busy he would not get so easily frustrated. He
was hoping that by going to her he would find something
out.

Eragon decided to stop looking around and meet her eyes.
He had faith in the High Priestess... if he didn't he would have
no reason to understand on being her Prophet. Things come
and go in different levels of difficulties. The Vampyre was just
stubborn in believing in them and that is what made everything
seem much more trouble then what it really is. He reached over
and took a few m&ms from her glass bowl. Popping the chocolate
candy in his mouth it seemed to relax him some. Chocolate was
always a gift inside the House of Night.