"Noo, Noooo. . . ill run back." said the brownish reddish head girl whose face was sprinkled with a line of light freckles across her nose and cheeks. "Seriously Riven." a boy with dark brown hair said throwing his long pale arms in the air dramatically. Riven turned to run but was stopped by a taller brunette boy grabbing the hood of her coat earning him a choked akk noise. He continued to drag her as the two boys walked. "your not going anywhere Edwards." said the boy who was still gripping her hood as they walked.
"i'm not gonna let you run off from this one, you did lose the last bet, and if you lose this one too, then your gonna join scouts as punishment."he said not even looking back at her."But but i forgot my flashlight." she choked trying to turn her body to look at him with pleading eye." that's your fault." he almost laughed back not even looking at her. "you're an assss Marcus." she began to whine."Jaaake?!"she whined trying to look at least to the side he was on." there's nothing i can do." he said back shrugging.
after around ten minutes of being dragged the reached their destination. As soon as Marcus let go of Riven she grabbed and rubbed her throat glaring at him before looking at the abandon house."You seriously don't expect me to go in there especially without a flash light." "yes, i seriously expect you to go in there especially without a flashlight and you better stay in there for at least 10 minutes."
Excepting her fate, she walked towards the house."Riven!" she quickly turned around facing Jake who was smiling as he yelled her name while waving at her as if he had something for her."Yeah?" She said back smiling, face lit with a little joy."you have a flashlight?" his face turned to something slightly confused then back to a smile."No. Just wanted to remind you that fifteen people were murdered in there!" this caused Marcus to laugh and pat Jake on the back which filled the air with a thudding sound. Riven quickly turned back scowling to herself."Enjoy the ghost." Jake yelled again as she walked into the house." You two are asses!" she yelled back before shutting the door.
It was dark in the two story house, the only light came from the dusty windows. She reached for a tall stick in front of a broken window by the door but quickly recoiled with a scream and fell backwards as a rat scrambled across the floor. From the outside laughs could be heard. So she quickly got up and in front of the window glaring at the two boys as she raised her right hand and made a fist before slowly rising her middle finger. Marcus showed a wide smirk back at her pulling a flash light out of his pocket, waving it in the air, as if to say fuck you back with an eyebrow raised.
"Fuck You!" Riven yelled loudly grabbing onto the broken window and leaning threw it without a thought."owwwe, Fuck!" she yelled grabbing her now bloody hand earning her a loud laugh from her friends. The cut wasn't deep but still enough to bleed. she scowled at the cut as if it was its fault for existing. then with the other hand she grabbed the tall stick and made her way to the staircase. Jabbing each Stair before stepping on it
On the second floor was the room where all the murders took place, Riven stood a few steps from that floor shaking in her boots. With a scarred gulp she took the last few steps and slowly pushing the rotting door that hung off the top hinge but was still attached to the bottom and looked around the room before fully stepping in.
The room was full of dust, it had two door attached to it, one was open, it was a closet and still had clothes hanging in it, the other door that was closed was most likely the bathroom. closest to the presumably bathroom was a chair that was push a little way from a old table that was missing a leg and forced to lean on a pile of books against the wall. acrost was a window that had tattered blue curtains, next to that was a night stand caked in dust and dirt. It sat next to a bed that was left messy by its last owner who was now dead.
Riven, tapping with the stick before each step and made her way to the old chair. She looked around quickly, face still ridden with fear and anxiety, before sitting in the old chair. The chair however would have none of that and quickly decided with one last moan that it would no longer be a chair and gave out under the girl causing her to scream in a mix of fear and surprise, throwing her walking stick.
She shot up quickly grabbing her head with one hand and her heart with the other staring at the now broken chair, shaking a little. She took deep breathes before letting a little laugh out. which to was cut short by a loud creaking sound from what she assumed to be the bathroom. She backed away eyeing the closed door with her green eyes, ready to run. She began to breath heavily as the seconds that ticked by felt like an eternity, never taking her eyes off of the door.
With a slight curiosity fueled by the adrenaline of fear she inched to the door and reached for the knob. Screaming as the contact made it fall to the ground with a loud thump. Standing up straight she looked from the knob to the door silently cursing at herself for being such a wuss. She would have even laughed at herself if it wasn't for how creeped out she was.
She snorted at the absurdity of this stupid bet her friends made with her dumb ass. Though in her subconscious mind she knew fully that she deserved it. Riven was always betting with the little money she had and always seem to lose because of the little amount of luck that seemed to follow her.
The bathroom creaked again earning Rivens full attention and even a little of her sweat as fear again swept over her body and mind. Again it creaked and the sound of something being knocked over could be heard from the other side of the closed door. She gulped hard slowly backing up making sure to make as little noise as possible, but to her dismay she stepped on a creaky floorboard. It groaned of the weight letting anyone or thing know it's pain of being wood. A short silence filled the house before the door in the bathroom began to be banged on loudly.
Riven stood for a second in total shock before being reminded of her fear as the door began to shake angrily and continue to be banged on. Quickly she made a break for it running down the stairs screaming like a tornado siren the whole way thru the house. Almost falling as she reached the bottom of the stairs she made a BEeline for the door still screaming at the top of her lungs.
With sweaty hands she grasped the doorknob to the front door twisting and pulling with no luck, that sound of the upstairs bathroom door hitting the wall rang threw the entire house causing pure panic to set in and tears of fear and desperation to rain down her beyond pale cheeks as she desperately pulled and pushed on the door.
Feet thumped up stairs causing the old house to cry in the only way it could. The door at the top of the stairs creaked its last loud creek as it let go of its hinges and fell, sliding down the dark stairway to the first floor earning itself the loudest scream and desperate pleading Riven had ever given. "Guy, guys, this isn't funny!Some one help!" She screamed with tears now coming down her face like a waterfall. The thought of death filled her head as she could see the silhouette of the ghost coming down the stairs.
In another siren scream she abandoned the door and ran with all her might to the broken window. With adrenaline pumping madly through her veins she jumped threw it, making a made dash past the two boy who she didn't even look at, still screaming.
The two watch her run like they've never seen her do before, her skin paler than normal. Marcus smiled as jake watched with a slight grimace."You know you didn't have to be so cruel." Jake said without taking his eyes off the fleeting figure of the almost red headed girl. She disappeared in a mixture of snow that now was falling heavily and large pine trees, though her screams could still be heard echoing.
"She was never going to pay us back."Marcus said back with a voice that didn't show any remorse. shrugging he turned to the abandon house and watched as another tall boy with dark almost black hair and pale skin carefully maneuvered through the broken window. Quickly making his way to the two. "She sure can scream can't she?" Marcus laughed to the other boy as he joined the two, earning a small almost forced one from the him while he eyed the blood that was left in the snow.
Riven continued running until her legs couldn't take it and gave in causing her to fall into the snow mid run, she laid painting heavily into the snow, letting its chill to cool her hot the adrenalin floated her the pain of her hands set in and to her surprize they were deeply lacerated and bleeding heavily. when she stood she turned and anger filled her now snow kissed pink face.
She had only stayed in the house for 8-9 minutes, she had lost the bet and to make things worse neither of the two boys ran after her, or even ran for that matter. She glared at their direction noticing her blood trail in the snow. With anger she walked the rest of the way home, staring at her bleeding hands.
The next day with stitched hands, covered in bandages and healing she left home, leaving her worried mother without even telling her goodbye or even that she would probably never come home. Riven looked back to her family's farm one last time taking in the horses they bred for the scouts, her mother who watched her threw the window, her three older brothers and father who were already working, she didn't even say anything to them either. She felt a mix of emotions as she walked away from it all a deep sorrow, anxiety, and pain, her hands really did hurt A LOT, But above all else she felt selfish for what she had and was about to do to her family.
Riven walked silently with her head down, not making much eye contact to any of the villagers, she knew most of them, growing up in the small village and all, so it kinda hurt to pretty much be saying goodbye to all of them and to this snowy place. She fought the tears that brimmed her eyes as she made her way to the next, bigger town.
"hey, are you going to the town to the east?"She asked one of the hay farmers who was driving a cart threw the road."Sure am Sam, ill give you a ride if you tell me about your hands."He said smiling at her, They knew each other, just as everyone in small towns/villages do. "yeah, you got it." Riven said quickly pulling her self onto the wagon next to the man.
The ride for the most part was quiet until they were almost to the next town,"So what happen to your hands?" He asked eyeing the bandages that were rapped delicately by her mother who asked the same question the night she came home with them."I fell into the snow and got cut by some glass that laid under it." she lied staring at her hands now."Well, you have to be careful, you know at your age i cut my foot on a jagged piece of ice, thought i was gonna lose it." he paused basking in the thought of his youth with a smile plastered across his face that was aged by hard work and stress."but i didn't it was barely cut." he then finished earning him an awkward look for Riven.
She waved him goodbye and quickly headed for the recruitment building, when she got there, there was a few kids her age signing paperwork or sitting waiting for the wagon ment to take all recruits to the training camp. Riven sighed getting in line for sign up, not that the line was long, it only had five other people in it, but more would probably come later today for it was still only 10am.
When it was finally her turn the recruiter looked at her hands then back at her questionably."I cut them on glass." She said annoyed, answering his question before he could even ask."okay. . ."he said in amusement to her annoyance." Just sign your name if your above the age of 16, if not you need a parent here." he finished his robotic speech that he had been giving all this week to new recruits. "my parents are dead, i have no family."She lied. Something flickered in his eye causing him to look at her."well then just sign her miss, just not in blood."Riven looked up at him with even more annoyance then before, before signing herself over to the military. "the wagon will be here soon, please take a seat with the other recruits, he said still smiling at the read haired girl who slightly glared back at him.
All her nerves set on and with little control she found her self twirling her hair on her fingers, the way she always did when she was nervous. After today she would be somewhere she didn't know, around people she had never met. the idea was kinda scary and it was to late to turn back now. She now wished she had said goodbye to her family or better yet told them what happen last night. She again had let her betting win and her loyalty to her friends over rein her loyalty to her family.
AN: Sorry about the grammar. anyways ill try my best to upload again soon. Riven's bet sucked because i thought of the title first then spent months looking for a stupid bet that would match the story, giving up i made her afraid of ghost and made the murder house.
i am excited about this one more then i was about my last fanfic(took it down) so yah. I am strongly thinking about a love triangle later on between her, Armin, and Levi, but may just leave her with just Armin(big Armin Fan) i'm not going to rush the romance though.
Also i've decided to elongate boot camp for relationship development and for character development so enjoy seeing more of Riven's struggles 3