Shadow on the Wall: Okay. So when I said that I'd post faster, I lied. I'M
SORRY!!! I went back and reread the last chapter, and I was like, wow. Bad
ending.
SO SO SO SORRY!!!!
But...the insane fanfiction authoress Shadow on the Wall is back from the dead! So, on with the story! At last...
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Tim scrunched his eyes shut, waiting to die.
When nothing happened, he opened his one eye. Peter still stood in front of him, the gun was still pressed against his forehead, and his heart was still thudding.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and he whirled around, coming face-to-face with Lee. He sighed.
"Took you long enough." he said in relief, and she shrugged.
"I try." Lee said, tossing her long hair. She hugged him quickly and pulled him around behind the frozen figure of Peter, stuck in time. "You wanna put it right, or shall I?"
Tim smiled and looked at the sphere she twirled in her delicate fingers. "I got it." he reached down for his sphere and tapped it gently, and then waited behind Peter, standing next to his sister, whose smug expression lit up her face.
The shot exploded through the building and hit the far wall, the sound echoing off the high ceilings. Peter drew back in confusion, and turned on his heel to come face to face with two sixteen year olds and two Millennium spheres, pointed at his head.
He slowly dropped the gun and Lee stepped on it smoothly, kicking it across the room, sliding on the smooth floor. Peter bowed his head with it's shining gold eye. "Walkers." he said stiffly, and the twins glanced at each other and simultaneously lowered their spheres.
Tim offered his arm to Lee and she took it, giving him a smile. "Let's go, shall we, Lee?" he turned his sharp eye on Peter but spoke to his sister. "We have a dreamcatcher to find, I think."
Lee's eyes widened. "Is he missing?" she asked in mock surprise. "Now I wonder where Mr. Delacorte could be!" she let go of Tim and advanced on Peter. "I wonder who could tell us?" she hissed through gritted teeth, leaning close to him.
Peter shook his head. "I don't know; I really don't know where they put him!"
"Really?"
"I swear, Walker, I don't-"
"Come on, Ti m." she said, releasing Peter from her harsh gaze. "He doesn't know anything." They walked out, letting the door slam behind them, and once they were out, Tim collapsed against the wall, laughing. Lee leaned against his arm, and they stood there, laughing in the face of death, for a moment.
"Did you see the look on his face?" Lee gasped, clutching her stomach. "'I swear, Walker, I don't know." she mocked.
Tim grinned and rubbed his eyes. "He's such a loser-" he sighed and shook his head, his floppy hair flipping back and forth with the movement. "I have never seen such an idiot-"
Lee dried her eyes and straightened up, hanging onto her brother's arm. "C'mon, let's go find Matt." She started around the corner, making for the stairs, calling over her shoulder, "By the way, about Matt, theres something I should tell you -Oh! Jesus, I'm sorry-" she had run into a tall, black haired boy as she rounded the corner, and bent down to help him up. "Oh, Matt. We were just talking about you."
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"Help us." Sara asked Ben again, c lutching at his hands. "Please?"
"No!" Ben spat out in disbelief. "How could you even think I would ever do anything like that? Something to hurt them--never!"
"If you won't help us voluntarily," Sara threatened, stepping away from him, "We'll make you."
"Fine." Ben whispered fiercely. He still couldn't move, stuck firmly to the floor. "Do it. I still don't think you'll have the heart."
"You're the greatest duelist since the King of Games." Sara shrugged, and the Millenuim Ring around her neck flashed. "How could I not?"
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"Okay." Tim said diplomatically as the three of them ran down the hallway. "Now we just have to find Ben and Sara, and then we can get out of here." he shot a glance at Lee. "I knew this wasn't a good idea."
A flash of red hair from around the corner made them stop short, to see Ben coming towards them, followed closely by Sara, who was smiling fiendishly.
"Ben!" Tim said in relief, and stepped towards his friend. "We were looking for you, dude-" He reached out a hand to clap him on the shoulder, but Ben didn't answer his greeting, and didn't look at him. "Ben?"
Ben Caraway just kept walking, his eyes looking straight ahead. Sara looked back and Matt and Lee and Tim, shooting them an evil smile.
"What's going on?" Matt cried out frantically. "I can't see--"
"Never mind." Tim said, watching his friend's retreating back. "I think we'd better follow him, though."
And they set back the way they had come, back towards Peter and the Hall.
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"I thought you'd be back."
"Release Ben." Tim said, burying his head in his hands. "Please? Just do it."
Peter smiled. "How about...we duel for him?"
Lee pushed her brother out of the way immediately. "If there's any dueling to be done here, I'll be doing it, thanks."
Peter shook his head. "No...how about both of you?"
"Both of us?" Lee faltered. "But..."
"Against us." Peter said, gesturing to himself and Ben. "You beat us, and I'll give you both Millenium items you need, and your friend. If I win..."
"Fine!" Lee snapped back. "Fine, we'll duel you! Right, Tim? We're bound to beat YOU, at any rate-"
"No." Tim said quietly. and Lee turned to look at him.
"What?"
"WE can't beat them." he told her. "We can't beat Ben--even YOU couldn't beat Ben, Lee, and you're twice the deulist I am, we already know that."
I
Tim looked at her sadly. he told her, and his voice echoed in her head.
"No!" she burst out outloud. Peter looked curiously from Lee to Tim.
"Some disagreement, perhaps, between the Walkers?" he suggested.
"SHUT UP!" Lee yelled at him, and looked helplessly at Matt, who sensed her fear and took her hand, "Matt, tell h im to stop being ridiculous!"
"We can't do it." Tim said, and looked at Peter. "We surrender, Peter."
"Maybe you can't do it," said another voice from the doorway, "But the two of us sure as hell can."
Everyone in the room turned to see Joey Wheeler, and Mai Valentine, standing side by side in the doorway.
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Shadow on the Wall: I will update. I promise. We'll wrap this up really, really soon, I swear!
Dare I ask for reviews?
SO SO SO SORRY!!!!
But...the insane fanfiction authoress Shadow on the Wall is back from the dead! So, on with the story! At last...
***
Tim scrunched his eyes shut, waiting to die.
When nothing happened, he opened his one eye. Peter still stood in front of him, the gun was still pressed against his forehead, and his heart was still thudding.
He felt a hand on his shoulder and he whirled around, coming face-to-face with Lee. He sighed.
"Took you long enough." he said in relief, and she shrugged.
"I try." Lee said, tossing her long hair. She hugged him quickly and pulled him around behind the frozen figure of Peter, stuck in time. "You wanna put it right, or shall I?"
Tim smiled and looked at the sphere she twirled in her delicate fingers. "I got it." he reached down for his sphere and tapped it gently, and then waited behind Peter, standing next to his sister, whose smug expression lit up her face.
The shot exploded through the building and hit the far wall, the sound echoing off the high ceilings. Peter drew back in confusion, and turned on his heel to come face to face with two sixteen year olds and two Millennium spheres, pointed at his head.
He slowly dropped the gun and Lee stepped on it smoothly, kicking it across the room, sliding on the smooth floor. Peter bowed his head with it's shining gold eye. "Walkers." he said stiffly, and the twins glanced at each other and simultaneously lowered their spheres.
Tim offered his arm to Lee and she took it, giving him a smile. "Let's go, shall we, Lee?" he turned his sharp eye on Peter but spoke to his sister. "We have a dreamcatcher to find, I think."
Lee's eyes widened. "Is he missing?" she asked in mock surprise. "Now I wonder where Mr. Delacorte could be!" she let go of Tim and advanced on Peter. "I wonder who could tell us?" she hissed through gritted teeth, leaning close to him.
Peter shook his head. "I don't know; I really don't know where they put him!"
"Really?"
"I swear, Walker, I don't-"
"Come on, Ti m." she said, releasing Peter from her harsh gaze. "He doesn't know anything." They walked out, letting the door slam behind them, and once they were out, Tim collapsed against the wall, laughing. Lee leaned against his arm, and they stood there, laughing in the face of death, for a moment.
"Did you see the look on his face?" Lee gasped, clutching her stomach. "'I swear, Walker, I don't know." she mocked.
Tim grinned and rubbed his eyes. "He's such a loser-" he sighed and shook his head, his floppy hair flipping back and forth with the movement. "I have never seen such an idiot-"
Lee dried her eyes and straightened up, hanging onto her brother's arm. "C'mon, let's go find Matt." She started around the corner, making for the stairs, calling over her shoulder, "By the way, about Matt, theres something I should tell you -Oh! Jesus, I'm sorry-" she had run into a tall, black haired boy as she rounded the corner, and bent down to help him up. "Oh, Matt. We were just talking about you."
***
"Help us." Sara asked Ben again, c lutching at his hands. "Please?"
"No!" Ben spat out in disbelief. "How could you even think I would ever do anything like that? Something to hurt them--never!"
"If you won't help us voluntarily," Sara threatened, stepping away from him, "We'll make you."
"Fine." Ben whispered fiercely. He still couldn't move, stuck firmly to the floor. "Do it. I still don't think you'll have the heart."
"You're the greatest duelist since the King of Games." Sara shrugged, and the Millenuim Ring around her neck flashed. "How could I not?"
***
"Okay." Tim said diplomatically as the three of them ran down the hallway. "Now we just have to find Ben and Sara, and then we can get out of here." he shot a glance at Lee. "I knew this wasn't a good idea."
A flash of red hair from around the corner made them stop short, to see Ben coming towards them, followed closely by Sara, who was smiling fiendishly.
"Ben!" Tim said in relief, and stepped towards his friend. "We were looking for you, dude-" He reached out a hand to clap him on the shoulder, but Ben didn't answer his greeting, and didn't look at him. "Ben?"
Ben Caraway just kept walking, his eyes looking straight ahead. Sara looked back and Matt and Lee and Tim, shooting them an evil smile.
"What's going on?" Matt cried out frantically. "I can't see--"
"Never mind." Tim said, watching his friend's retreating back. "I think we'd better follow him, though."
And they set back the way they had come, back towards Peter and the Hall.
***
"I thought you'd be back."
"Release Ben." Tim said, burying his head in his hands. "Please? Just do it."
Peter smiled. "How about...we duel for him?"
Lee pushed her brother out of the way immediately. "If there's any dueling to be done here, I'll be doing it, thanks."
Peter shook his head. "No...how about both of you?"
"Both of us?" Lee faltered. "But..."
"Against us." Peter said, gesturing to himself and Ben. "You beat us, and I'll give you both Millenium items you need, and your friend. If I win..."
"Fine!" Lee snapped back. "Fine, we'll duel you! Right, Tim? We're bound to beat YOU, at any rate-"
"No." Tim said quietly. and Lee turned to look at him.
"What?"
"WE can't beat them." he told her. "We can't beat Ben--even YOU couldn't beat Ben, Lee, and you're twice the deulist I am, we already know that."
I
Tim looked at her sadly. he told her, and his voice echoed in her head.
"No!" she burst out outloud. Peter looked curiously from Lee to Tim.
"Some disagreement, perhaps, between the Walkers?" he suggested.
"SHUT UP!" Lee yelled at him, and looked helplessly at Matt, who sensed her fear and took her hand, "Matt, tell h im to stop being ridiculous!"
"We can't do it." Tim said, and looked at Peter. "We surrender, Peter."
"Maybe you can't do it," said another voice from the doorway, "But the two of us sure as hell can."
Everyone in the room turned to see Joey Wheeler, and Mai Valentine, standing side by side in the doorway.
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Shadow on the Wall: I will update. I promise. We'll wrap this up really, really soon, I swear!
Dare I ask for reviews?