The man rode the bus, and checked his info sheet. "Let's see.Rory Gilmore.
Tristan tells me she's a fiery one. I wonder if I should find her.tell
her what she's worth? Hmm.I think so."
He took his backpack and waited for the train to stop. "Thank you, Tristan. You won't see me, but I'll see you. I'll make sure Dean's out of the picture for you."
A passenger next to him flicked her paper down. "Now why are you always intent on killing your opposition? It would be much harder to let them live, and steal her from under their noses." The man's lips curved into a semi-smile "Of course. Thank you for your input. Now shut up!" the woman huffed, and lifted her paper, now looking like a young woman who'd seen something distasteful. "I don't like the plan. Why do I have to befriend her? Why can't I make friends with Paris? She'd make a perfect ally."
The man tossed a pen at her. "Wrong. Deep down, she longs to be Rory's friend. This will prove it to her. You can give this to her, but nothing else."
He stepped off the train, and the woman tossed her paper down, wiped her face with a napkin and followed.
Paris handled the pen. "What's this?" The woman grinned. "That holds Rory Gilmore's future, or the plan we have for it. I thought you'd make a great ally against her, but he says you wouldn't." Paris jumped. "Who's he? What do you plan on doing?" The woman grinned. "A friend of Tristan's. Choose your sides carefully, Paris." The woman turned and left the hall. Paris didn't see her again for a long time.
A/N: my first GG fic! Pretty short prologue, but the first chapter needs work. I'll probably post it for Tanya, the way it is.
He took his backpack and waited for the train to stop. "Thank you, Tristan. You won't see me, but I'll see you. I'll make sure Dean's out of the picture for you."
A passenger next to him flicked her paper down. "Now why are you always intent on killing your opposition? It would be much harder to let them live, and steal her from under their noses." The man's lips curved into a semi-smile "Of course. Thank you for your input. Now shut up!" the woman huffed, and lifted her paper, now looking like a young woman who'd seen something distasteful. "I don't like the plan. Why do I have to befriend her? Why can't I make friends with Paris? She'd make a perfect ally."
The man tossed a pen at her. "Wrong. Deep down, she longs to be Rory's friend. This will prove it to her. You can give this to her, but nothing else."
He stepped off the train, and the woman tossed her paper down, wiped her face with a napkin and followed.
Paris handled the pen. "What's this?" The woman grinned. "That holds Rory Gilmore's future, or the plan we have for it. I thought you'd make a great ally against her, but he says you wouldn't." Paris jumped. "Who's he? What do you plan on doing?" The woman grinned. "A friend of Tristan's. Choose your sides carefully, Paris." The woman turned and left the hall. Paris didn't see her again for a long time.
A/N: my first GG fic! Pretty short prologue, but the first chapter needs work. I'll probably post it for Tanya, the way it is.
