White And Black Rose (o)

[James White]

James growled, "Fine, you don't have to acknowledge me." he turned to the side ready to go back to the lake where a tall elm tree stood that he had claimed. It would be empty though, not that he cared, well maybe he did but he didn't show it.
He walked off into the shadows splitting into four clones, he points to each in one direction and they split. James followed after Cory still to see what she would think if she saw four of him. He laughed knowing exactly what. He knew she wasn't normal, no one ever was.

[Cory Jackson]

Cory just rolled her eyes. "I have seen other things." Cory said. She kept walking. With this mask no duh. Cory thought. "True" Phantom said.

[James White]

[The clones are hidden, you no see them yet!]

James walked out from the underbrush following Cory. One clone came out from the front waving and smiling at her, "I won't leave." it said, bright blue eyes aflame. Another clone appeared behind her a malicious smirk on his lips. A third appeared on the right, shivering and crying, the fourth on the left laughing psychotically, it's eyes holding everything but sanity. Those combined made the real thing, the real James White.

[Cory Jackson]

(Well I am too lazy to modify, so prtend it said I didn't.)

"Really. Just leave me alone." Cory said. She kept walking towards her camp.

[James White]

The clone's eyes saddened, all of them. They fell to the ground, dead. James sighed, yeah, tha's what would eventually haopen to him. He coughed, more blood dripping onto the ground, he sneered, wiping it away. "Can't you smell the death around us?" He asked nonchalantly, ignoring whatever attempt she might make to shoo him away.

[Cory Jackson]

"I am not a werewolf!" Cory snapped. She was half phantom really. I can, I am a phgantom, I can see his energy draining. Phantom said. This was the first conversation that Phantom was calm. "What is wrong with you?" Cory asked.

[James White]

James chuckled, sitting down against the stump of a fallen oak. "Let's say I have an uncurable ailment. The human doctors can do nothing for me, nor can the healing abilities of an angel, I have been damned to die. Fate is an acursed thing is it not?" He said in a strange accent. James coughed, his hand covering, but coming away in blood. He smiled, looking up at Cory, "See? We can just say Death is my disease." He said simply.

[Cory Jackson]

"Maybe a whitch can help. I know none, but maybe they can do something. I am half phantom pretty much so I can see you energy level go down. If we can find something it might keep you alive longer." Cory said. It was true she was half phantom, but only Phantom could see energy levels. Maybe he won't survive that long. Phantom said.

[James White]

"If you say so. At least I've accepted it." He said getting up, his arms stretching over his head. Night had fallen gracefully and James was in no rush to reach the lake. "So can I walk with you now?" He said smiling. It was funny, even with death as his partner, he still found a way to be happy. It was probably just him, but someday, he hoped to teach someone else about it.

[Cory Jackson]

"Fine." Cory said. She kept walking. She knew the forest like the back of her hand.

[James White]

He nodded, still smiling like an idiot. He quickened his pace until he could fall into step with Cory, "So are you alone, or do you have a sibling?" He doubted she was with parents, and well, neither was he in any case.

[Cory Jackson]

"I live with my sister." Cory said.

(Gotz Laziness.)