Blind Hydra

Giselle Indie Teen Wolf OC Multi-Fandom/Multi-Ship Mun/Muse are 18+

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@facetiious

The girl quietly hummed to herself as she sat on the ancient stump, her naked body swaying back and forth slightly. Her usually blonde hair was drenched crimson, blood steadily dripping down her back and arms. She held a walking stick in her hands, one made of intertwined wood and metal, and her eyes were closed. Bodies upon bodies were piled around the stump, the furthest ones showing no outward signs of damage except around their mouths and nostrils, the flesh seemingly eaten away by some form of acid. The closer ones wore gas masks and expended shell casings showed that they had at least gotten some shots off. These bodies, however, were torn apart and missing limbs and heads. Others simply had chunks bitten out of them by some creature’s massive jaws. The corpses were mostly naked, the clothing and flesh both slowly being eaten away by a stronger acid than the one that had killed the ones further back.

A soft smile lifted the corners of her mouth at the approach of a newcomer.

[wiickedmagic]

She leans back, her elbows resting on the concrete church steps, watching the jazz band play with a detached gaze while other members of the small ground gave them tips or took pictures of Jackson Square. It’s easy now to separate the tourists from the locals, and one in particular stands out. “You’re not one of the local witches” Adrienne says it more of a statement than a question. “Out of curiosity, how good of a fortune teller are you?”

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“You might say that my view of the future is a bit clouded, so I’m not sure I would be of too much help in that regard.” Giselle smiled politely, the sunglasses hiding her eyes and the way the walking stick in her hands swept back and forth in front of her providing more than enough context for her response. “And I am in fact not a witch at all, though I don’t have anything against them.”

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okay everyone i am out for the count!! feel free to like this for a starter – – – – – i’ll be back tomorrow morning/afternoon.

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❛   starter call for my newly minted blog !

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( Like this for a starter with the prettiest wicked witch ) 

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strayedhuntress:

   Allison was trying to be kind, but also on alert. Whoever this was, she did not like hunters and it seemed she had a good reason, so while Allison felt sympathy for the person standing in front of her her, she also knew to stay cautious and watch her to be sure she wasn’t out for vengeance against any hunter that she came across. “Since you seem to know so much about me and ‘my kind’, why don’t we not make a scene here in public,” Allison said calmly, “I didn’t mean any harm and I don’t want to have any sort of trouble. I assume since you can smell that I don’t have a gun, you think I am unarmed, but I’m not, tho still, I’d rather we not have to do anything that would cause either of us harm.”     The way the girl was talking, it sounded as if she had come across someone that would run in Gerard’s group. As Allison heard the girl recount the events that happened to her when she was a child, she had to stifle a gasp when the blonde revealed her eyes to the huntress, “I–“ She had started to apologize, but feared it wouldn’t have done much given the circumstances, “I don’t take to killing at all if I can help it.” Not killing did not mean she couldn’t protect herself if needed, “What do you mean, I smell like the one who did this?” She couldn’t mean her dad, he may have done some things in the past, but Allison couldn’t fathom him doing anything such to a baby.

“I’ve met a few hunters in my time, all of them making the same mistake, thinking that they can kill anything. Thinking they serve some higher purpose to rid the world of the supernatural, as if they are some great protectors. The sheer arrogance of that philosophy makes me sick. My kind has been around for ages, we have protected places and sources of great power and importance and in all that time, only one man can lay claim to killing one of us, and even he was no mere man but the child of a god. I would caution you against making the same mistake.”

She closed her eyes and turned away from Allison, her walking stick sweeping back and forth before her as she walked toward the darkness of a nearby alleyway. “You asked what I meant about your scent. Families share certain scents, common smells that animals would use to identify each other. The one who did this to me is a relative of yours.” She said before turning the corner, waiting in the darkness for the other to join her.

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strayedhuntress:

   After Allison had stepped back, she was able to take in the person in front of her. Brows raised as she saw the walking stick in the girls hand and immediately she felt considerably worse than she had moments ago. “I’m so sorry.“ She stated again quickly. As the other girl spoke, Allison took in her words and became confused, she obviously knew Allison was a hunter, but wasn’t sure how that could be. “ How did–“ the teen began, tho stopped short when she heard the rest of what the blonde had said. Hunters had done something to her when she was just a baby and guilt swept over Allison. She had always hated the so called code of some of the hunters out there, her own aunt and grandfather included.

     “Wait!” the brunette called out as the girl began to move away from her, “I’m sorry, but you seem to know about me while I don’t know a thing about you.” She said simply, hoping it would stop the girl so she could at least find out who she was and how she knew Allison was a hunter.

“I don’t know you, I don’t have to know you. You reek of silver and gunpowder and wolf, I assume it’s not you who prefers guns but another member of your family since the scent is rather weak. You must use arrows then, an even crueler weapon than a silver bullet to wolfkind, I’d expect nothing less from your kind. Still, I wish the hunter who attacked me had used arrows.” She turned to face the other, pulling off her sunglasses to reveal her blind eyes, liquid silver swirling in them giving them the appearance of twin full moons.

“But alas, I was unfortunate to encounter a hunter so despicable that he thought it right to fire a shotgun in an infant’s face. I healed but my blood melted the silver buckshot he used and it pooled over my eyes before my parents could remove it.” Her anger and strength got the better of her and the glasses shattered in her grasp, the pieces falling to the ground. “Because of your kind, I will never know what the faces of my own parents look like! So don’t patronize me with false sympathy when you smell like the hunter who did this to me! And if this is some kind of ploy to give you a chance to kill me, I would reconsider. You hunters may know how to kill wolves, but you will regret taking on a Hydra.”

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hellohybridqueen:

“Huh, quite the history about hydra’s. What a great “fairy tale” to tell kids. If they miss behave you can just tell them the big bad hyrda is coming for you. She smiled. “You seem to know a lot about Lernean Hyrda. You must love to “Research.” Her voice was full of sarcasm. Obliviously, Hayley knew that she really didn’t research the guy. The brunette guessed that she was related to him. “So, do you have a favorite story about him that you came across during your “research”.  Research being family stories. 

Hayley smirked when the girl showed her fork like tongue. “A show off huh, two can play at this game.” she though to herself.  “Since you shared a great history lesson, I think it’s only fair that I share one about hybrids. If you what to hear about it . “

“Oh by all means, I insist. I seem to have dominated the conversation so far. Please, do tell me one of the ‘tall tales’ relating to these hybrids.” Blacked out sunglasses hid blind, silvery eyes and her walking cane shifted in her grasp. It was all for show of course, her sense of smell was so sensitive and refined that she could navigate without the walking aid, but she rarely showed her eyes and preferred to let others who might have an interest in harming her believe she was weakened.

[strayedhuntress]

     “ Please don’t freak out. “ The brunette blurted before she grabbed the others face and quickly pressed her lips to theirs and just as quickly released them and stepped back, brown eyes sparkling and cheeks flushed with a faint pink hue, “ I’m sorry, “ she chuckled but continued, “ I was bet that I wouldn’t kiss the next person that walked in and who couldn’t use an extra $20 bill? “ She paused briefly, “ I’ll split it with you if you don’t kill me. “ She stated, more a question as her smile faded  and was replaced with a hopeful curious look.

[sightlessserpent-blog]

Giselle didn’t respond for a moment, noticeably swallowing before she did, which would have easily been mistaken for her being caught off-guard and needing to process what had just happened. The truth was far more dangerous as her mouth had instinctively filled with acidic venom in response to a perceived assault. It had been that venom she swallowed during her pause, though part of her wished she hadn’t when she took a breathe and could smell a familiar scent on her. “Keep it. I don’t make a habit of being cordial with hunters. Be grateful I don’t kill you, it’s more mercy than your kin was willing to show me, even though I was an infant at the time.”

Blacked out sunglasses concealed blind eyes and her walking cane swept from side to side in front of her as she moved to walk past the girl. A forked tongue angrily slid in and out rapidly from between her lips.

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hellohybridqueen:

Hayley liked this girl, or maybe she should say she liked the hydra. The blonde reminded her of herself. The hybrid flashed her a smug smile. “Hybrids are a myth that vampires are told to keep them in line, but maybe their real.” the brunette blinked. “I’m curious , where did this myth about Hydras start?”

“If true, hybrids would quite the terrifying beings, wouldn’t they?” Giselle commented with equal smugness before going on to answer the other’s inquiry. “Oh, well one of the first appearances in literature was back in 700 BC by Hesiod, a Greek poet who wrote The Theogony, which detailed the origins of the gods. However if you mean to ask about the time and place they first came into existence, hypothetically, the bloodline of hydras would line up rather well with the 12 labors of Heracles. I say Heracles because that was his Greek name. Most know him by his Roman name. Hercules. If there were hydras around in this age, there is a very strong possibility that they would be related to the Lernean Hydra he slew as one of his labors, though it would still be living today if the myths about one of it’s heads being immortal were true. My grandfather is a bit of an expert on the subject, though a lack of mobility prevents him from leaving his home.” Her tongue slid out to lick her lips, and though she did so very quickly, one could easily be left with the impression that it was noticeably long, thin, and possibly forked.

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hellohybridqueen:

“I’m sorry? What exactly is that?” 

Her hair shifted unnaturally, almost as if there was something moving beneath it as she toyed with her walking cane. “It’s a shame that people don’t keep up with Greek mythology. Hydras are serpentine creatures with nine heads and highly acidic blood, they can breathe out toxins and poison the ground they walk on just by passing over it. But they’re just a myth. Then again, so are hybrids, aren’t they?.”

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“I’m a hybrid” 

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“And I’m a hydra.”

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badasshybridqueen:

Hayley glanced around, arched a brow and then turned to the woman in front of her. “Me?”

“No. Them.” Haley had found her, she had earned the right to speak with Giselle, the others had only followed the hybrid, making them unworthy.

Giselle walked past Haley, her walking stick sweeping back and forth in front of her as she disappeared through the trees. There was a loud hiss and a series of screams that ended abruptly, though when Giselle returned she showed no signs of having been in a fight, though her hair seemed to move on it’s own, almost as if something living beneath it was resettling itself.

“Finding me is not simple, so tell me, why have you sought out a hydra?”

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arvesynd:

Even if the REALIZATION that his attempts are FUTILE dawns on his shoulders, he still expresses more emotions in his features than in his words. An eyebrow rises  &&  his attention is lifted from the book;——— even though such little things to the naked eye, they mean a THING for those who know him. Interest is hardly ever provoked; but she does so with as much as her presence.     ❝ We might not posses the same TEMPER, but I assure you, that CONSEQUENCES still remain the same. ❞      It is HARDLY a threat, rather an ACT of cutting corners on his way to whatever outcome may arise.     ❝ So now, is THIS a calculated risk, or a carefully threaded plan to stumble upon the ONLY Mikaelson who can still control his actions? ❞

Another smile tugs at the corners of her lips. “I assure that despite appearances, I rarely stumble, be it figuratively or literally. In truth I had hoped it would be you whom I met, though in the end any Mikaelson would have been fine. I am always equally prepared to converse as I am to defend myself.” She felt her way over to a chair and lowered herself down gently. Her hair shifted unnaturally once she sat, almost as if something was alive and moving underneath it. She had a quiet confidence about her, not quite arrogance, but her tone and mannerisms communicated that she truly was not afraid of any of Elijah’s family, himself included. “The stories surrounding your family are quite fascinating, though as the only mechanism by which I know of them are spoken word, so I must ask, are they all true?”

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Audible footsteps gain LITTLE attention. Whilst DISTURBANCES are unwelcome, they are CERTAINLY something one gets used to when living in the compound. MANNERS don’t come easily.     ❝ I do appreciate your interest in the WRITTEN word. No need to sneak around like an INTRUDER. ❞    Eyes still on the book;——— only his words are mean to acknowledge. 

[sightlessserpent-blog]

His words made her smile. “Oh I’m not sneaking, my steps are simply naturally light, one learns quickly to do so with my affliction. Unfortunately, it also burdens me with a lack of appreciation for the written word.” Her eyes remained closed as she approached the Original, her walking stick sweeping back and forth across the floor in front of her. “I believe it safe to assume you are Elijah, correct? Something tells me your other siblings might not take an intrusion with such poise.”

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@badasshybridqueen

“You are not welcome here.”

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         " Yeah, I usually avoid the newbies. You would be surprised how many of them tried to murder me “ he jokes but then there is a lot of truth behind it. ” So, actually, I just used some sarcasm on you. Sorry, I guess it was not fair considering you are new here… “

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“Well, assuming that they could see and seem to have failed, I don’t think I’d fair very well.” She lowers her hand after he doesn’t shake it. “It’s fine, I didn’t think there was any malice behind your words. I can hear the inflections in people’s voices, kind of a trade-off for not being able to see I guess.”