Hi guys, this is my second time at attempting to write something cohesive, so please be nice. It is completely unbetaed so all mistakes are mine, this will be changed when my beta finished exams, but I wanted to get it up so I can tell what people think about it and whether I should bother. I hope you can see where I am going with this, if not leave a note (review) and I will clarify a few points for you.
also i know it's been almost five years (oh dear that is scary) but i am working on finishing of coming home, I've lost my mojo for that story, so if you have it will you give it back??
Please review should I carry on??
Changes to fix some terrible mistakes (not really a spelling one and timing one lol)
oh yeah and this takes place after continuum (not that you can say that movie actually happened)
The chocolate eyed woman opened her sticky eyes gingerly. Her memories from the night before where foggy at best, all she knew now was that she had a hang over the size of Mexico. Mmmm she wondered to herself as she tried to remove the sheet from herself maybe that is why I feel terrible, that is the last time I ever go out with the boys from the office, I can't remember a god-damned thing from last night.
Slowly she sat herself up and looked around the surprisingly cold room. As far as she could see there was nothing that looked like a door however the walls where a solid gold colour and covered in gaudy looking Egyptian hieroglyphs. How have a landed up in the Luxor She thought as the only logical answer to her current predicament I hope I didn't get married last night. But she could not figure out why she was not wearing any clothing. Oh my maybe I DID get married last night.
Worriedly she thought about her brother's upcoming wedding to his ex second in command that was to held in three weeks. She can remember Jack telling her about the blond woman who stole his heart and helped heal his soul after his son, her nephew Charlie was so tragically taken away from them.
She was leaning down groping about on the floor looking for her clothing when a clinking noise interrupted her.
"Perfect" a metallic voice that chilled her to the bones filled the room as her temperature dropped even more from fear, "yes you will do quite well."
Looking up she saw a tall man with short raven black hair, his face was gaunt and on closer inspection his eyes where a mesmerising emerald green colour. The stranger was wearing nothing but a gold loincloth, his body pained with gold and silver paint in patterns that fascinated and scared her at the same time.
"Who the hell are you and where the hell am I?" She said grabbing the blanket trying to cover her nakedness
"Oh that is not your problem" The raven haired man said with a sneer, "what you should be concerned about is whether your new friend likes you. Jafa Kree"
The small woman gasped as a large man walked in the door. On his forehead was a hieroglyph and in his hands was a gold box. The large man moved up to the raven haired one and presented with reverence as if it were a religious relic.
"Meet your new friend" the cold voice made the woman even more scared then she was before, "I'm sure you're going to be together for a very long time..."
The woman screamed as the man's eyes glowed.