SP Fic Red Shoes Magic Parts Three, Four, and Five.

 Okay. Since Thalia has nagged me for about two to three weeks to post this, and the program I was using to edit this is annoying the fudge outta me, here are the next parts of the red shoes fic.

At the end you really get to see what my writing looks like in its...second draft of re-writing, withought any editing.

So the details are a little screwy.

To show example, I highlighted a messed up two sentences in blue.

Enjoy The wonderful-three-part-non-edited-red-shoes-magic-skulduggery-fic. 

Her Harr. 

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Part Three


Kasch collapsed onto the top of a crate, shivering with sweat. Her feet burned, the blood dripping slowly. Her stomach growled.

"You're hungry." Bela said, padding up softly.

"Thank you captain obvious..." Kasch said sarcastically.

"We need to go. Can you stand?" Bela asked.

Kasch placed a foot on the ground, crying out softly. Her other foot landed on the ground, and Kasch's eyes watered. "Yes." She lied.

"You're a really bad liar."

"Un convincing, really..."

Bela shook his head. "Stay here. Hide in a corner. I'll go and get food."

Kasch curled up on the crate again. "You're the best..." She called as Bela sprinted away.

"Yeah Yeah." Bela muttered, dreading the day that when he got back, Kasch would he missing.

He had no idea how close that day was.

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Israel Elysium stood on the edge of the warehouse, hands in pockets. The day was cloudy, the ground wet.

Israel turned to greet two mages who would accompany him in this taks, Mary Hiashi and Thalia Circe.

Thalia tapped Her foot impatiently. "So when are we going in?" She asked.

"Soon. We're just waiting for-" Israel broke off as a small grey main-coon cat jumped on his shoulder, purring. "-Mar Chu."

March Pathway flicked her tail, her shifted form tense and ready for action.

Mary tipped her head. "So I guess we're going in now?"

"You guessed correctly."

The group walked slowly into the building, taking care not to make a sound. The building was unfortunately in a low-profile place in Dublin, so not much traffic could mask their feet.

Israel saw Mary fade out of view, he was sure to surround the girl.

Israel stopped at a corner of a large crate, turning around slightly to press a finger to his lips at Thalia and March. He turned back around, peeking past the crate. There, lying on a rectangular crate, was a young girl about 14.

The girls skin glistened with sweat, her tangled blond hair in a mess behind her. A black jacket was laid over her, and her head was resting on a pile of jeans. Her feet, poking out from the jacket as she was curled up, were wearing red ballet shoes. The red shoes. The ribbons were covered in fresh blood, and the skin was raw from where the ribbons rubbed it.

The girl's name was Kasch Fantine, and she was last seen in Dublin City. She had been noted to be traveling with a small black cat, who possessed a huge amount of magical power. Kasch was cursed by the red shoes three years earlier, when she had been eleven. The red shoes contained vast quantity of dark magical power, capable of vast stunts that had been recorded in the past.

March tensed on Israel's shoulder, and he had a vague sensation of his magic flowing into her. Mar curled around Israels neck, trying to be as small as possible. They both saw the same thing in the future.

Vampires.

The crates directly behind Kasch were blasted into the air as the vampires surrounded her, where she jolted upwards, only to wince in pain.

Israel drew his loaded shotgun. "Go!" he shouted.


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Part Four.



Kasch Fantine tumbled off the crate, glass showering from a large over hanging window she hadn't spotted the night before. A man in a thigh length coat ran past her, a shotgun in his hand.

Kasch's head whipped around to behind, and she was met with the sight of a vampire barreling into her. Kasch was pinned to the ground, a vampire with rank breath holding her there.

"Your breath reeks." Kasch muttered.

A small main coon cat jumped on the vampires, yowling bloody murder. The vampire jerked back in surprise, twisting off Kasch. Kasch curled into a ball, feeling her back hit another crate.

Someone breathed in her ear. "Are you okay?”

"I hate it when someone asks that question." Kasch scrunched her nose up.

A shadow jumped off the crate behind Kasch, and blurred, appearing to be a onyx haired woman. The woman blurred again, and practicly flew on the back of another vampire.

Kasch averted her attention to a girl no older then her. The girl had a short sword, and was currwntly jabbing it at the nearest vampire.

The girl was shouting curses this way and that, and it was probably the best no young children were present at that moment. The girl roundhouse kicked the vampire, sending him sprawling.

The maincoon cat padded over to Kasch, large eyes trained on her.

Kasch nervously smiled. "Hello."

Kasch's head jerked back to te girl with the sword, who was crashing into crates. The girl laid there, unmoving. The vampire walked towards the girl, savoring the moment.

The cat leapt foreward, its skin rippling. As if being blown away, the cat disappeared and a girl was left in its place, hitting the vampire on the head with a frypan.

"Back off creep!" the girl screeched.

The vampire whipped his arm around, knocking the cat girl back towards Kasch.

"Stupid question time, but are you okay?" Kasch whispered.

The cat girl moaned in reply, her face contorted in pain.

A scream echoed in the warehouse, coming from the girl with the shorter sword. The girl was on her feet again, stumbling away from the vampire. She had a hand pressed to her arm, blood seeping through it. The vampire darted forward, and hit the girl again.

"Get out of here Thalia!" The other man with the shotgun shouted out. "Thalia Circe, you need to get the heck out of here!"

The girl, Thalia, cursed as her back hit a crate and the sword fell from her grip. As the vampire approached her, glass showered upon the warehouse as more vampires fell onto the ground, surrounding the group. A vampire tackled Thalia to the ground, hand pressed aggainst her neck. Thalia let out a mangled cry, as thrashed on the floor, trying to escape the weight of the vampire. The vampire clutched Thalia's neck until her face turned blue.

Thalia kneed the vampire in the stomach, throwing him off her as she rolled away. Thalia lay on the floor, weezing.

The woman in black, who reminded Kasch of a ninja, darted forward at the vampire who had nearly choked Thalia, barrling into him. The vampire pushed the woman away, and turned and led the woman away from Thalia. Kasch struggled to sit up, every portion of her body screaming at her to do something.

Then she froze.

A vampire stood between her and Thalia, a gun pointed at each of them. Kasch's heart skipped a beat, her eyes widening.

"No..." She breathed.

The vampire turned his head to Thalia, who was struggling to sit as well. The vampire grinned, the smile reaching his eyes.

"No!" the man with the shotgun yelled, from his position of being pinned to the ground.

The vampires hand tightened on the trigger, and all the vampires around them stood impatiently.

Thalia's face turned pale, and her mouth opened and closed a few times. She whimpered.

The vampire looked at Thalia....

...Then he pulled the trigger.

Thalia fell back onto the ground, her life quickly seeping away. Blood blossomed on her shirt, the bullrt having hit her heart. The organs were torn, he insides not able to function properly, Thalia collapsed on the floor, her skin pale, her eyes claiming a glassy look. Then she stopped moving, lying in a pool of her own blood.

"No!" Kasch and the man with the shotgun screamed at the same time as all the vampires laughed and congradulated the shooter.

Kasch looked at the hollow eyes, Thalia's white lips.

She really was dead.

Thalia Circe, who not 15 minutes before a natural born mage, was dead.

Kasch struggled to sit up, every portion of her body screaming at her to do something.

Then she froze.

A vampire stood between her and Thalia, a gun pointed at each of them. Kasch's heart skipped a beat, her eyes widening.

"No..." She breathed.

The vampire turned his head to Thalia, who was struggling to sit as well. The vampire grinned, the smile reaching his eyes.

"No!" the man with the shotgun yelled, from his position of being pinned to the ground.

The vampires hand tightened on the trigger, and all the vampires around them stood impatiently.

Thalia's face turned pale, and her mouth opened and closed a few times. She whimpered.

The vampire looked at Thalia....

...Then he pulled the trigger.

Thalia fell back onto the ground, her life quickly seeping away. Blood blossomed on her shirt, the bullet having hit her heart. The organs were torn, he insides not able to function properly, Thalia collapsed on the floor, her skin pale, her eyes claiming a glassy look. Then she stopped moving, lying in a pool of her own blood.

"No!" Kasch and the man with the shotgun screamed at the same time as all the vampires laughed and congradulated the shooter.

Kasch looked at the hollow eyes, Thalia's white lips.

She really was dead.

Thalia Circe, who not 15 minutes before a natural born mage, was dead.