While the others in the room would see no change, the images for Hayden and Mystic would be far different. Suddenly, the room 'slipped' away to be replaced by the same room, but in complete blue scale[like gray scale, but with a hint of blue to it]. The figures of Seth and Serus would be smokey and rather distorted while Hayden and Mystic would look normal to each other. "Okay Hayden..I need you to really concentrate on Solomon's mind. I would suggest starting with London, as that's your homestead."
Hayden nodded, doing as instructed. It wasn't long until she found Solomon's mind, "I-I..I found him!" She had to calm herself; Mystic said it was crucial. She kept her focus, waiting for Mystic to do the next step.
Mystic shifted a bit so he was on his knees as he focused on Solomon through Hayden. "Okay, now this is where I'm going to have to cut your wrist...well..soon actually..I'm just preparing you." All the while he kept up muttering his spell. He latched onto Solomon's spirit and transported it to the room.
Solomon, well rather, his spirit, felt something ping in his aura. What could it be? It took him only seconds to realize. Hayden! He whirled around, but saw nothing, only the empty study of his old manor. He frowned a bit, and just as he was going to look back he felt a tugging. Suddenly, he was yanked and found himself in a rather gloomy looking place. He looked around, quickly recognizing three of the four figures in the room What is going on here?
Mystic then took his knife, jabbing it into the boy's heart, killing him instantly. He quickly and tightly took Hayden's wrist, cutting it with the knife. He held Hayden's wrist over the boy's body, directing her blood-flow with telekinesis, into the wound he had just created. It was slightly difficult holding onto Solomon's spirit while he did this, but he managed. Just as Hayden was on the verge of passing out, he healed her wrist and let it fall to her lap; all the while making sure at least one hand was on his shoulder.
He then leaned forward again, placing both hands over the body as he escorted the boy's spirit into the Ethereal Realm. Before the spirit could act, it disappeared as Mystic completely decimated it. He looked up to Solomon's spirit, blocking his words from Hayden and the others, "It's up to you, you know...do you really want to be back?" His violet eyes glowed brightly as he fought to hold his connection in the Realm.
Solomon thought quickly, he knew he didn't have much time to decide. He would worry about how Hayden was alive after his decision was made. After some silence, he looked to Mystic and nodded. Next thing he knew, everything was black.
Suddenly, both Hayden and Mystic found themselves either face first or on their back on the floor, as if dropped there, as they were suddenly brought back from the Ethereal Realm. Hayden was currently unconscious, and in need of blood, but with everything being sealed off with ice yet, they couldn't get it to her. Mystic quickly climbed to his knees and placed his hands over the body, resuming his quiet spell.
Soon, the ice melted away, but left no water behind. The room temperature slowly climbed to normal and the air became breathable again. Mystic was panting, his skin abnormally white and his eyes a dull grey-violet. He fell back after a moment of silence, laying on the floor looking at the ceiling. He didn't know how successful he was...and they wouldn't find out for quite some time yet.
Rawr~~
