Return to the Arena
Ch: 1
This is one of my first fanfictions, I am a little apprehensive, since I have seen some very rude people on here, criticism is good but when given in a rude manner, that is entirely intolerable. All rude comments will be deleted! Criticism though is good so I may improve my story, but please! Please! Be polite when giving it! Anyways this fanfiction is based off of Karen Hancock's novel Arena. By the way this novel is a very well written novel, one of my favorites. Just the right mix of romance and action. Anyways enjoy the fanfic! Even if at the moment it is not too good!
Rain like little fingers tapped lightly against the red oak door next to where Callie slept on a recliner, her orange hair sticking every which where along the red pollster of the chair. Her eyes glazed with the day's worries. The light blue sheets, filled with numerous droplets of sweat, stuck to her thin, frale body like glue.
"Callie, Are you awake?" Pierce yelled from upstairs.
"Uh-Huh, Why now?" Callie moaned as her sleep deprived eyes slowly unveiled displaying clear, lucid eyes.
"The Art show, Callie, Remember your paintings of the dark, mysterious figure. Don't you want to show off your amazing artistic abilities," Pierce yelled as he buttoned his light blue dress coat.
As Callie walked zombie-like over to the bathroom to freshen up and get dressed, an opaque, dark formless shadow zipped past her. Her entire body froze in place because of sudden paralyzing fear of this mysterious figure. But a sudden peace came within her heart and embraced it bringing a sudden warmth and peace into her body.
Time ticked fast as Callie quickly got into her black dress and high heels, set out the night before, knowing she would as usual oversleep. When she came out of the bathroom, Pierce bounded over to her, his long black hair bouncing in rhythm to his long excited strides. Once he reached her, he worked his strong, muscular arms around Callie's thin waist and turned her head around and leaned in for a kiss. They stood for what seemed forever, as time froze, for the love flowing between the both of them seemed to stop the movement of all things around them.
"You look lovely, Callie," he whispered as he nettled his hands through her light orange hair. Callie blushed fiercely as she felt the soothing coolness seeping off of his soft, muscular hands. Her heart beating rapidly against her chest, as he worked his hands down from her head to her back. The feeling of it all seemed to constrict her lungs, making it hard to even let the smallest breathe seep out.
"Ummmm…….! Pierce, I think it is time to go," she said slowly backing out of Pierce's embrace, who looked at the moment as dazed as she was from the love they had just created. But before Pierce could turn towards the door, a small dagger appeared out of the wall, where just a few moments ago, Callie had seen the strange formless figure.
"PIERCEEEE!" Callie screeched, running towards Pierce to push him from danger's way. Yet as she reached her hands towards him, the small, silver dagger cut into his back, blood flowing profusely from the large expansive cut that had just been created.
"OH MY! PIERCEEEE! NO! Just when we were settling down, Elhanu promised peace, he promised…,"Callie unable to etch out more words from the shock of what had just happened. Tears dripping down her reddened eyes, she bounded over to Pierce. Screaming hysterically as she reached out to him, yet, just before her hands reached him, Pierce began dissipating into the walls. For the dark formless shadow was pulling him in. Callie tried to grab his hand, but the shock of what was all occurring left her hand shaky and sweaty, unable to grip Pierce's hand.
"ELHANU! How could you let this happen?" Callie cried as Pierce completely dissolved into the walls like melting snow. All that remained was a puddle of red blood and a few shreds of his ripped clothing. Callie ran over to the wall, shaking and crying, for her husband Pierce has suddenly disappeared. She tried not to think the worst, the fact Pierce may never be within her grasp ever again. Her love, the one she lived for, never to return to her, the thought just made the tears fall harder. As she sat hunched over crying, a clear white hand reached out of the wall, pulling Callie in. Within moments she was sent tumbling through a funnel of multiple colors wavering randomly all around. Where she was going? She had no idea, but soon she would return to a very familiar place. The place where she learned about faith, and where she found her true love, Pierce.