In the Shadows
Disclaimer: You know what I'm going to say: Numfar and his minions own all. Do I ever say anything different?
A/N: Know what? I had this really long Author's Note planned explaining the idea for this series, but it was more like an essay, so I'm just going to put that on my Her Own Show clique. Darla's in the Shadowlands, the place between heaven and hell, and she runs into an old acquaintance. This would be an actual series, like with episodes, but I'm not good at writing long, so short pieces. I'll let you fill the gaps yourself.
Chapter One: The Way of Things in the Shadowlands
She walks briskly. Her high-heeled pumps tap softly against the cold stone ground. One hand grasps the ornate hilt of a two-edged rapier, ready to for combat at any moment.
A shriek rings out.
Her pace quickens. Her hold on the rapier tightens. She rounds a corner. There she sees a man assaulting a young woman. The woman shrieks again. The man grins.
Her blade cuts clean through his neck. A trail of blood jumps from his throat, following the blade, then falls, dappling the ground with crimson stipples.
The head rolls off, screaming as it hits the ground. It continues to scream, wide-eyed. It watches as its own body falls thud on the ground.
The young woman stands frozen for a moment, then darts off, shrieking once more.
Her savior mumbles incoherently in annoyance, then continues on her way.
It isn't long before she realizes she is being followed. She continues walking so that her stalker will not know, then when she feels him - or her - getting closer, she whirls around and strikes, only to have her blade deflected by another, much to her surprise.
And yet, more surprised is the one who was following her. This throws him off, giving her the chance to strike again. She takes it, but he parries her easily. His eyes are wide with recognition, and she wonders what he is so shocked about.
Her question is answered when he asks, "Darla?"
A/N: Aww... Don't you just love cliffhangers? I do. I'll put the next part up eventually ... But only if I get enough reviews! Enough is like two. Or five, depending on my mood. So ya. And yes, all the chapters are going to be this short, or shorter. I might even do one that's a 100 word drabble. I probably will.
Disclaimer: You know what I'm going to say: Numfar and his minions own all. Do I ever say anything different?
A/N: Know what? I had this really long Author's Note planned explaining the idea for this series, but it was more like an essay, so I'm just going to put that on my Her Own Show clique. Darla's in the Shadowlands, the place between heaven and hell, and she runs into an old acquaintance. This would be an actual series, like with episodes, but I'm not good at writing long, so short pieces. I'll let you fill the gaps yourself.
Chapter One: The Way of Things in the Shadowlands
She walks briskly. Her high-heeled pumps tap softly against the cold stone ground. One hand grasps the ornate hilt of a two-edged rapier, ready to for combat at any moment.
A shriek rings out.
Her pace quickens. Her hold on the rapier tightens. She rounds a corner. There she sees a man assaulting a young woman. The woman shrieks again. The man grins.
Her blade cuts clean through his neck. A trail of blood jumps from his throat, following the blade, then falls, dappling the ground with crimson stipples.
The head rolls off, screaming as it hits the ground. It continues to scream, wide-eyed. It watches as its own body falls thud on the ground.
The young woman stands frozen for a moment, then darts off, shrieking once more.
Her savior mumbles incoherently in annoyance, then continues on her way.
It isn't long before she realizes she is being followed. She continues walking so that her stalker will not know, then when she feels him - or her - getting closer, she whirls around and strikes, only to have her blade deflected by another, much to her surprise.
And yet, more surprised is the one who was following her. This throws him off, giving her the chance to strike again. She takes it, but he parries her easily. His eyes are wide with recognition, and she wonders what he is so shocked about.
Her question is answered when he asks, "Darla?"
A/N: Aww... Don't you just love cliffhangers? I do. I'll put the next part up eventually ... But only if I get enough reviews! Enough is like two. Or five, depending on my mood. So ya. And yes, all the chapters are going to be this short, or shorter. I might even do one that's a 100 word drabble. I probably will.