Um, hi. I'm new to writing fanfiction and I'm not sure if this story's any good. It's basically the Forbidden Game series with the addition of my OC Silver. Please review and tell me if I should continue, if not I'll leave it a oneshot… but that would kinda leave some stuff unexplained. Flames are fine, tell me if you hate it, but if you do, tell me why you hate it, I'm here to improve after all. This picks up towards the end of the Erlking scene.
Disclaimer: I do not own Forbidden Game, but don't worry, I'm working on it!
Claimer: I do however, own Silver
Silver: (storms in, murderously angry) You do NOT!
Me: Um, I sort of do, I made you up
Silver: (voice sweet) I've always wondered what the inside of a human skull
Looked like, shall we find out?
Me: (nervous) you wouldn't do that to me! I'm the author!
Silver: (raises eyebrows ironically)
Me: Hehe, right. (to myself) I've created a monster
Silver: A very, very good-looking monster, and before you say anything,
Remember that I know where you live and can crush you like a grape.
"WHERE THE HELL AM I?!?" Came the resounding roar, echoing off of the stone walls of Erlking's cavern. Two heads whipped around to stare at the unexpected intruder. Sapphire and emerald eyes stared in shock at the figure standing, hands on hips, before them.
Jenny blinked a few times before recognizing the form as a person, and a few more times before determining that it was female. It wasn't that the person was misshapen or alien looking, but that the features were so shocking that no one could ever expect them on a person.
One's attention was immediately drawn to the beautiful, and she was indeed beautiful, girl's eyes which were a shocking violet. They were doe-shaped, and framed with thick black lashes; innocent looking, and Jenny couldn't help but feel that that innocence was deceiving. The girl had full, pouty, red lips and voluminous medium brown hair that fell in choppy layers down past her shoulders.
She had a distinctly fey appearance with high cheekbones, arched eyebrows, pixie nose, delicate features, and slender build. She was dressed in a red shirt with a gothic black cross, black and white striped glovettes. Combat boots and jeans that looked like they may have once been black but were now mostly gray with white around the knees; basically, jeans that have seen better days.
Oddly enough, Jenny found it impossible to guess the girl's age, besides the fact that she was somewhere in her teens. She was short, maybe an inch or so over five feet, but she exuded an aura of danger and wildness. Her eyes were round and youthful, but behind them was deviousness, and the jadedness of someone who's seen it all. Despite her delicate features, her face had a fierceness to it, and her plump lips seemed strangely suited for smirking and scowling.
Right now she was proving that, as she was somehow smirking and scowling at the same time, as if she didn't know whether to be irritated or amused.
"Ya know, usually when one asks 'where the hell am I', it is polite to answer them, preferably telling them where the hell they are." She said, annoyed, but still seeming to enjoy the surprised stares from the rooms two other occupants. Not receiving an answer, she sighed. "Okay," She began in a slow voice, as if talking to young children. "Obviously, you two are a little slow. It's through no fault of your own, just took a few too many to the head or something, but if you could show me the way out, I'd be ve-ry grateful, okay?"
"Who are you, and how the hell did you get in hear?" Julian demanded, biting off each word, and sounding extremely pissed off.
"In response to your second question, I haven't the slightest clue; as for your first, I'm not telling until you tell me who you are." She said lightly in response, obviously not even the slightest bit intimidated by Julian.
"Call me Julian." He responded warily, "You're turn."
"Silver," She said simply. "Silver Quick." She added with a smile.
"Cute," Julian sneered. Jenny got the sense that she had just missed something there, but she didn't get a chance to think about it before Silver spoke again.
"I take it by your fruity outfit that you're in charge here, so if you could show me the way out, I could leave and you can go back to playing 'Dress-up Barbie Fairytopia' with your little friend here." Silver stated, somewhat condescendingly. Naturally, this only succeeded in pissing Julian off even more. At the moment, Jenny was feeling bad for Silver. This feeling was reinforced when Julian stared hard into Silver's eyes, much like he had done to Tom, causing him to freak out. Silver on the other hand, returned Julian's stare blandly.
"Was something supposed to happen, or were you just checking me out?" Silver asked, sounding completely bored. It was clear that Julian was not happy with this development, and regarded Silver with a look of cold fury.
"What, exactly, are you?" He demanded, irate. Silver shrugged.
"A lot of things, depends who you ask. Those who know me best would tell you I'm a manipulative, sadistic psychopath, but that's just my friends' opinion." Silver managed to sound completely bored as she said all this. "My turn," Silver said, quite suddenly. Jenny didn't understand this until she noticed Silver was staring at Julian in what had, by this time, become a familiar manner.
"Was something supposed to happen?" Julian asked mockingly, throwing Silver's previous words back at her.
"No," Silver said lightly, "I was just marveling at how wonderful you're facial structure is." Julian scowled at her. "No, really" She insisted, "Your cheekbones are freakin' amazing." Silver finished, sarcasm layering her words. "So, since I feel like being a jerk, what exactly are you?" Silver asked, and Jenny could have sworn she was enjoying herself. Then Jenny realized that, knowing Julian, this introduction may just take a while.
"He's a Shadow Man." Jenny said quickly.
"A- what now?" Silver inquired. Jenny groaned inwardly as Julian launched into a dramatic and what-probably-should-have-been-fear-inspiring explanation of a Shadow Man. It did not have the desired effect on Silver, as she cocked her head to one side and looked at Julian with… concern?
"You know you're not supposed to drink the bong water, right?" This remark caused Julian's eyes to narrow.
"You would do well to watch your mouth."
"Whatever," Silver muttered, rolling her eyes. "Look, as much as I would love to stand around verbally abusing each other all day, I have a social life to attend to. So if you would point me to the nearest exit, I'll be on my way and you to go back to doing… whatever it was you were doing, I don't wanna know." Silver finished, completely unaffected by his glare. But now, Julian looked annoyed and… embarrassed?
"I can't 'point you to the nearest exit' if you have no idea where you entered from, and since my powers don't work on you I can't teleport you."
"Oh, well that's just lovely. Did you not graduate from Shadow School or whatever? Or are all of you Shadow Freaks this useless?" Silver spat, annoyed.
"Well," Julian said, ignoring Silver's remark and turning to Jenny, "Looks like you just got yourself another player.
