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In A Blink

Show and Tell

Jinx glanced at Andy before placing his hands on Bluebells shoulders from behind the couch, squeezing them softly in support as Andy took off telling the wild story of Black Veil Brides. He was the first one to get his Holding (His power, of sorts, Jinx explained) when he was really young. He wasn't exactly sure what it was yet because the others weren't there to open the portal to the Unknown, but he knew that he could reach people with his voice. He started a band, but his influence was so great that it overshadowed the other members. Every single one of them quit and were replaced until Ashley, Jinx, Jake, and C.C. were all there, as an almost-complete Holding Clan.

As Andy caught his breath, Jinx launched into explaining the whole thing about the individual powers and what they meant. "I'm Mystic - none of us are sure why I have so much power or where it comes from, all we know is that I open the portal so that Andy - Prophet - speaks to Man Without Face from the Unknown."

Bluebell was dazed, but she hadn't protested once so far. In fact, other than a few cautious, timid questions, she was completely silent. Andy couldn't help but notice her eyes - wide in confusion and fear, her irises were an odd hazel-gold shade of brown. Unique. Man Without Face surely did this on purpose, just for her. She seemed to be handling this entire situation incredibly well - really, it was impressive to the singer. "We don't know what your purpose with us is yet," Jinx confessed, lowering himself onto the couch next to Bluebell, who looked at him with tears gathered in her eyes. He frowned deeply, reaching out to hug her. "But I promise, we'll figure it out. Don't be scared, everything will be-"

"Scared? Are you mad? This is amazing!" Jinx and Andy were both taken back and Bluebell leaped up with a relieved laugh, running her hands through her hair - she forgot it was still up. The hair tie was wrenched free, letting her washed-out purple hair tumble down in an unbrushed mess as she ran her hands through it excitedly with a wide smile. Andy looked at Jinx, who just gave a perplexed shrug as Bluebell seemingly exploded with enthusiasm.
"Everything my parents said - the therapists and shrinks - they were all wrong! I knew I could do things other people couldn't!" Bluebell laughed again, hiding her face in her hands and shaking her head as she wiped a few tears away. The two men could barely make out half her words behind the Australian accent that thickened with her excitement. The lead singer looked behind him as the door opened delicately, and Ashley poked his head in with concern. A huge smile split his lips as he saw Bluebell laughing, and pushed his way in and left the door open for Jake and C.C. - who were crouched to the floor, hands to their ears and eyes wide as they were caught trying to eavesdrop. Andy and Jinx just shook their heads.

She showed the men what her Holding was after some pleading - she had sat on the ground and crossed her legs, getting comfortable and cracking her neck. C.C. recoiled at the sound, and she gave an apologetic smile before thinking about what to imagine. Letting her eyes close, Bluebell exhaled slowly and let her hands rest palm-up on her knees. For a few moments, nothing happened - Ashley went to take a step forwards to see if she was alright when a low hum filled the air around her, and then it happened. Color swept up Bluebells arms, leaving behind galactic designs far too bright and far too intricate to be any tattoo on her caramel skin. Her back straightened as her power rushed through her, and her hair flared gently around her neck as an almost erotic gasp left her lips - they were flooding brilliant red, her eyes receiving perfect wings of eyeliner and beautiful shadow before her hair flooded snow white from roots to ends. Even her clothing was changed to black leather, skin-tight pants and a black Black Veil Brides t-shirt with a bunch of rubber bracelets coming from nowhere on her wrists.

The entire process took about three seconds. After it ended, Bluebell shivered violently before letting out a breath she was holding, raising her hands to look at them curiously. Sure enough, her nails were longer, filed into stiletto points and painted jet black. She pulled a strand of much longer, bleach-white hair forwards to see it. After she shook off the last bit of fuzziness, she looked up at the band with a humorous smile on blood-red lips.

Four of the five members were staring at her with unabashed amazement. Jinx was the only one who seemed alright with the show of her powers, giving her an excited smile. He didn't seem to be one who got excited very often, and it sent a strange sort of pride swelling in the young woman's chest that she made him feel that way. "Awesome," he mumbled, coming forwards and feeling the fabric of the shirt she wore. "It's... real? Not just an illusion or anything?" Bluebells smile stretched wider as she shook her head, and Jinx grabbed her hands to help pull her up. "What else can you do?"

The next several hours was filled with laughter and amusing comments as Bluebell gave the Brides everything she had. They saw entire galaxies flooding the room, so realistic that they tried to touch the stars and nebulas pulsing and flexing the seas of purples, greens, and reds. The girl never even got around to making the dinner she promised - by the time it was eight o'clock in the evening, she was so exhausted that while most of the Brides were looking in stunned awe at a live, bright pink kitten, C.C. pulled her away into one of the three rooms. She was so tired, she didn't even care that she would need to share a bed with the drummer.

After the fasted shower she had ever taken (even though the gushing hot water felt like a miracle), Bluebell pulled on a stolen shirt of C.C.'s and a pair of fuzzy pajama pants, collapsing into bed with her back-to-purple hair still damp. Shaking his head in amusement, C.C. took a quiet shower and changed into his own pajamas before sliding into the large bed next to her. A surge of protective affection surged up from The Destroyer inside him, looking at the young, innocent girl next to him. He fell asleep cradling the girl against his bare chest with a protective instinct never felt before.

Notes

Hey, guys! Just to let anyone reading this know that I won't always have up so many chapters in one day! I already had a lot of this written and I actively add to it on Quotev before putting it on here.

Don't forget to comment your favorite part so far! Stay calm and be safe, have a great day!

xoxo
LK Marie

Comments

It would be great if you could update in the near future . I can't speak for anyone else , but I'm definitely curious to find out how Bluebell is connected to the demons .

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7/5/17