Oh…My… GOD!
It's been like, what, six months since my last update on stories?
I'm the most horrible author up here!
Okay, let catch you up to the speed of my life. I've taken an interest in the amazing band Breaking Benjamin and have taken a special liking to their song "So Cold". So, in dedication to the song, my very strange mind came up with this idea…
WARNING: Morgan/Reid (future chapters), the team are horses (weird, right?)!
Timeline: Takes place around where there were villages and stuff like that. Picture them in whatever season!
Okay…enjoy and don't hate me.
Reid/Review/Enjoy!
Gubleronics
Defenseless
Chapter 1: How It Ends
Spencer Reid straightened out his black vest and the white shirt under it. He traveled outside onto the village's stone streets as horses galloped with carriages weighing down their backs. He smiled as his ruffled hazel hair blew along with the wind.
He had horses of his own; five, actually. Emily, Penelope, Jennifer, Aaron, and David. He loved them like children; he washed them, fed them, and even talked to them as if they could talk back. His horses were everything to him and nothing else could make him think otherwise.
Emily had more of a sarcastic and joking manor inside of her. Her character was shown as a brave and daring horse. Spencer knew she'd be ready for anything; prepared or not.
Penelope was a bright and happy horse. Even within the worst times. She'd make him smile and laugh at the odd things she'd do.
Jennifer was more motherly and caring. At the time, she was carrying a child. He and Jennifer seemed to have agreed on what its name would be; Henry. Jennifer was always protective and gentle no matter what the situation was.
Aaron was a serious and strong horse; a battle horse. He always defends himself and his family from the evils of the world.
David was determined and funny horse. Though he was the eldest of them all, his wisdom and pride was unbreakable.
Spencer frowned as the people who crowded the streets screamed in horror, scattering.
Crowded streets all clear the way, one by one
Spencer tensed as he saw a bow of big, fit men jumping out and attacking those who were defiant.
The warriors of the village ran in fear as others were smart not even to flinch.
He knew exactly what was going on. The Exabist (note: a word I came up with) were back. The Exabist enjoyed taking everything they saw what was important to the villagers and using it themselves.
He stopped. His heart raced as he dropped the block of hay he'd recently bought. The horses…the horses!
Hollow heroes separate as they run
You're so cold; keep your hand in mine
Wise men wonder while strong men die
He burst through his backdoor and cried out. The stables that usually had the horses inside were completely empty with the stall doors open, bouncing against one another with the wind's force.
He ran towards them as warm tears fell down his cheeks. He covered his mouth. "No…"
Show me how it ends, it's alright
Show me how defenseless you really are
Satisfied and empty inside
That's alright, let's give this another try
Derek Morgan clutched the child's arm tightly and pressed him close to his chest. They walked towards the cartridge with stolen animals and villagers inside.
The poor child began to cry.
Derek covered his mouth and shoved him on board. Some Exabist crowded in. He smiled deviously. "Go follow these nice men. You might find your family." He smirked. He knew he wouldn't.
The Exabist looked around the empty streets then hopped in their own carriages and trotted away.
Except for Derek. He slipped in the dark shadows and knew a stranger would dare to walk in the barn.
Spencer was that stranger.
Spencer ran up to the backdoor of the barn and walked right past Derek to the sight of Emily. He stroked her nose and sniffed as a tear slipped down his cheek. "I'm gonna get you out of here."
If you find your family, don't you cry
In this land of make believe, dead and dry
You're So Cold, but you feel alive
Lay your hand on me one last time
Derek silently crept up behind Spencer and covered his mouth with his muscular arm.
Spencer gasped and grabbed his arm tightly. Suddenly, his struggle became weaker. He spared one last glance of Emily and closed his eyes drowsily, falling into his arms.
Show me how it ends, it's alright
Show me how defenseless you really are
Satisfied and empty inside
That's alright, let's give this another try…
Derek shoved him inside his carriage and brushed his black vest and shirt off. He pulled out string from his pocket and knotted Spencer's hands tightly.
Spencer's head lay backwards against the window as his body slumped as if he were dead. His curly, hazel hair slipped over his shoulders and his mouth was wide open.
Derek smirked. He would make the perfect personal servant…
Show me how it ends, it's alright
Show me how defenseless you really are
Satisfied and empty inside
That's alright, let's give this another try
It's alright (9x)
Author's Note: So…did you like it? Good of bad reviews; just give me one.
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