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by: Me
The girl ran farther and farther down the hall, her footsteps making only the slightest noise as they hit against the stone floor. She felt the coldness spreading around her, and realized that it wasn't going to be long before she'd face the same fate as the others.
She gasped and stepped back as she saw ther dark shape in front of her.
Where are they? the shadow echoed in her head.
"You won't find them.." she replied with slight horror as the thing drew closer to her face.
Really.. She felt a dark force constricting her throat. Tell me. Now.
She stared, unable to say a word. There was a weakened, choking sound as her eyes rolled towards the back of her head. The girl was dropped unceremoniously against the ground as the figure growled.
"Well?" another female voice said, watching from the corner.
She said nothing..
"I didn't believe she would.." the woman snorted. "These people aren't smart enough to save their own necks.."
If the legends are true..
"The legends won't help us.." she picked up a small darkened gem which hung from her neck and stared at it. "We'll just have to find them ourselves.."
The image began to shimmer uneasily, and the room filled with dark black light.
Quatre struggled helplessly in his sleep, whimpering and gripping at the pillow as if it was the only thing he recognized. He shivered and tossed back against the blankets, mumbling incoherently.
He felt someone touch his shoulder and he instantly opened his eyes.
Trowa was holding a rolled up newspaper and a cup of tea, the steam still rolling off the side. Quatre blinked and rubbed his eyes as he took the cup from Trowa's hand.
"Thank you.."
There was a moment of silence as Quatre drank some of the tea, allowing himself to come to full consciousness.
"You were having another nightmare.." Trowa finally said.
Quatre said nothing but bowed his head. "Too much work I guess.."
Lately Quatre had been having trouble sleeping, as well as the strange behavior which sometimes took over. All in all, it was definite that something was troubling him.
Unfortunately not even Trowa had figured out what.
He came out of his reverie and saw Quatre staring at him, looking just slightly nervous. He checked the clock and realised that the blonde was waiting for him to exit the room so he could begin getting ready for the morning.
Setting the paper down on the side of the bed, Trowa exited quietly.
Quatre watched him leave then fell back against his pillow. It was cold, and it didn't help that every time he closed his eyes he felt like he was being watched..
Picking up the paper, he focused completely on the headlines and walked towards his bathroom.
Duo Maxwell was impatient. Not just anxious, impatient. Heero, Wu Fei, and Trowa had all left to do various chores but he was stuck at home to do nothing.
And Quatre wasn't even up yet to talk to.
Reaching for the phone, he considered making a few prank calls, but before he had dialed a single number he saw the blonde coming into the kitchen.
"Morning Sleeping Beauty!" he announced cheerfully, knowing well that Quatre knew how to make a suitable breakfast.
"Morning," Quatre replied, setting the paper back down against the table.
"Hey Qu.." Duo stopped as he heard the sudden shattering of china.
Quatre's cup of tea was in a thousand pieces against the floor, the remains of the warm liquid running towards the chair leg. Quatre's eyes were staring vacantly towards the wall, and his body began to tremble.
"Quatre? Hey, you still there?" Duo asked nervously.
"Duo.. get out of here.."
"Wha? Quatre, what's wrong?"
A cold wind ran through the room. Just then a bright yellowish circle engrossed the white wall. Duo watched paralyzed as the circle began to crackle with energy and a black figure walked out of it.
It was like nothing Duo had ever seen before; the thing, as it was, was no more than a shadow.. yet it's eyes were dark red. It walked on all fours, but it seemed to float as well..
Duo growled and pulled out a small pistol, only to watch the shots go straight through the oncoming enemy. It just snarled and came towards him.
"I SAID RUN!!" Quatre yelled in his commanding tone, instantly running into the shadow-monster.
Without question, Duo ran towards the door. Of course he wanted to help the blonde, but when Quatre gave an order, you just listened..
A shadowy hand shot out and grabbed Quatre by the neck. He struggled to breathe and tried to turn away from the dark red eyes.
What's the matter boy? Afraid of me?
Quatre watched as Duo ducked behind a chair. He grimaced painfully and stared at the dark thing.
"What do you want here?"
A wispy smile appeared on its face. You.. of course.
Quatre cried out in pain as he was forcefully dragged towards the circle.
The blonde was swallowed up by the circle, and it crackled and died.
"Quatre?! Quatre?! Aw man the guys are going to kill me.." Duo ran his hand through his brown hair..
"So it begins.." an almost chuckling voice said.
Before Duo could inquire as to where the voice came from, a white light enveloped him...
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Yeah, I know, it's not much, and confusing.. but it makes more sense as it goes on. I've been wanting to do a fantasy project for a while and this is the short start of it. Hopefully I'll be able to blend in a little bit of Tolkien and Everworld and various other fantasie. Who knows, maybe even some Zelda will be incorporated if I'm careful.. mainly all I ask is that you review so I don't feel like this is a waste of time. In fact, maybe someone can help me title this so it doesn't remain nameless..
Oh yeah, I just want to make one little comment.. and this is COMPLETELY my opinion, but lately I've been noticing a lot of stories on here becoming more and more cliche.. Quatre death fics especially. Although I have nothing against these stories (on the contrary, some are written incredibly well) it would be great to see some new ideas popping up.. I know we have a lot of talented authors here and some incredible works could start up..