AN: Alright, kill me. This chapter isn't fluff between Sam and Layla. If you want someone to blame, blame IRL Sam. He's a jerkface. We got in an argument shortly after I came back from my trip and so I've been too depressed to write. We're not on speaking terms I guess. AND THEN I GOT A REVIEW! (spazz attack) Sorry, but I guess there's going to be no romance in this story. With my protagonist, anyway. Unless I make an equivalent of my anime crush(es). *giggles stupidly* they're all so hot!
"He's afraid… Of snakes."
Snakes.
Really?
Big bad flirtatious Sam's biggest fear is SNAKES?
Well, I shouldn't judge, since I'm afraid of the dark and all. Yes, I'm a college student and afraid of the dark. Sue me.
I sighed, "Cancel the illusion, Sourire." The butterfly promptly nodded and Sam stopped screaming bloody murder. He lay gasping on the ground. "Cati made me level thirty-nine again…" I pouted. "Maybe I should go massacre Ghoul's Rest again… That was fun…" I mumbled to myself.
"You're… Insane…" Sam gasped hoarsely. I turned my gaze to him, my eyes softening slightly at his pained state.
"Yup, must be." I agreed. "I should go to Bitch College, where bitches gather and become bitchier. I wonder if I'd graduate top of my class…" I mused. Sam only looked at me strangely before muttering something and then disappearing. Sourire planted herself on my shoulder.
"You're a bitch. Why'd I choose you?" She questioned herself. I shrugged.
"Because you saw my aura of badassery and decided to come with me. I don't blame you. I'd get pulled in by my aura as well. It's irresistible." I smirked. She sighed dejectedly.
"And now I'm a slave to this sadistic bipolar bitch…" She mumbled.
"Not denying it!" I sang.
Ginger's PoV Ten minutes earlier (I know you were all wondering why Sam's at the Rebirth point)
The throwing dagger implanted itself in the back of his neck, causing him to gasp in pain and then fly off to the rebirth point.
Notification: Player Gingeroot has defeated level 40 player NONAME. Gingeroot is now level 39.
I smirked dangerously. I fished a ginger cookie out of my inventory and absentmindedly ate it. My thoughts turned to Sara and Cati. They were online, that much was certain. The notification popped up not too long ago. I remembered in the day at the bakery. It was obvious Sara didn't use beautification; if she did, she'd obviously be stalked even more than she already is.
Sam. I frowned. If Sara fell in love with that thief, she'd only be hurt. A guy like that… Sweet and kind and loving, but at the same time so very bad. They had chemistry, but their opinions differentiate too much.
I could see that Sam didn't realize the extent of her personality; he hasn't seen the entirety of the sum.
He doesn't know that she's silently keeping her pain bottled inside, just like I used to. I saw Sara like an older version of me.
Sure, I don't know what she's been through. But I do know it couldn't have been good.
I was brought back from my reverie from a snap of twigs.
My location was the Hallow's Hunt, a popular Player versus Player area on the Southwestern Continent. You don't lose levels, only gain. It was specifically designed for training without worrying about losing levels, just the pain of death.
A smirk found its way to my lips. I back-flipped from where I stood, and saw the patch of dirt explode. Smoke curled into the sky.
"You're going to have to do better than that." I taunted darkly.
I must be bloodthirsty.
A team slowly stepped out of the shadows. Confidence filled me and I looked up while still smirking. They had a warrior… From the looks of him, agility-based. They had an archer who appeared to prefer power over speed. A priest who smiled gently at me from her flowing silk white robes while loosening her grip slightly on her staff. A mage. He most likely specialized in fire, considering I nearly exploded. Then there were two thieves. One had auburn hair and matching aloof-looking eyes. The other… I scowled.
The other was Sam.
I'd gladly kill them all. First, the priest and shortly after her the warrior. The thieves would be a problem as they may catch up to me. I'd have to take my chances with the mage. My smirk widened. I didn't choose to be a gnome to simply be cute. Gnomes have an increased agility, charisma, and intelligence… a little higher than elves. Well, except charisma. My eyes closed and I took a deep breath. When I opened them, it was all business now.
"You seriously think you can take all of us?" The thief (not Sam) asked tauntingly. I laughed.
"Yes." I replied, gauging their reaction. The priest only sighed and shook her head, as if she didn't want to take part in the violence. Taking her down first would be good for both of us. The rest only smirked. Sam chuckled a little and drew dual daggers.
"Well then, let's play." He charged at me. I slid between his legs and quickly pulled out five throwing knives. I hit everyone except the priest in the legs, hindering their movements slightly. My movements blurred as adrenaline flooded me and excitement glowed on my face. I took out a poison laced dagger that curved.
My dagger found its way to the priest's throat. Her eyes widened and she smiled. 'Clever,' she mouthed to me. I nodded and she became a burst of light. I rolled on the ground. She was taller than me, so of course I jumped up to kill her.
"Damn it, she knows what she's doing…" The mage murmured. I threw poisoned needles at the mage's hands, numbing them for a few minutes. "Shit!" He cursed and stumbled backwards. I whipped my head around, my pink hair flowing behind me as I grabbed my killing dagger with my non-dominant hand. I paused, waiting for them to make a move. The two thieves nodded to each other subtly and they attempted to flank me. I easily evaded them, only to fall into a trap.
The warrior stood in front of me, grinning.
The thing with having high speed is controlling it. I couldn't halt my movements. Dirty curses that Sara would be proud of flew out of my mouth as I attempted to use my momentum to avoid him somehow. The warrior spread his legs apart and charged at me. A lightbulb flashed over my head and the warrior was slightly confused as he stumbled a little over his feet. I cleverly wove through his legs, and leaving him a poisoned needle for a parting gift. His legs gave out, numbed.
"Little bitch!" He roared, attempting to stand.
"It's no use. If it was, Mr. Mage would've already burnt me." I sent him a closed eye smile as I threw a knife at him. He gasped in pain and flew off to the rebirth point.
It's a good thing this isn't reality. I'd never be able to live with the guilt of actually killing someone.
But hey, at least I admit it!
The mage let out a small chuckle, and I realized it has already been two minutes.
His hands were now functional.
"I won't fall for the same trick twice, little gnome!" He roared. "Heaven's Blaze!" He cried. A dragon flew from his hands and flew at me.
My hands found a Flask of the Four Winds and I dodged to the right of the flames, stumbling a little over my new speed. I felt burns along the left side of me. I gasped at the pain. Snarling, I carelessly threw the dagger that killed two of his teammates at the mage. Sam dashed forward and caught it, smirking.
"You're angry. And when you get angry, you get careless and stupid." He lectured, examining my dagger. I slightly panicked.
That dagger was a gift from Cati. It was special and had awesome functions (of course, Cati wouldn't settle for anything less!) and I hadn't learned of any of them. I found a blade in my inventory. Nothing like my dagger, but it was a spare. Another lightbulb popped over my head and I laughed slightly. The thieves and the mage were slightly unnerved. I then realized something and I felt my heart sink in my chest.
Where is the archer?!
I instantly panicked again. Not good. I'm standing still. I back-flipped, gaining a little distance and watched as the ground caved in from an arrow.
"Aww, you should've just stayed still!" I heard a laugh. I fumed and threw a needle at him. He fell out of the tree and burst off in light. Sighing, I decided to put my idea into motion. I threw my spare dagger at Sam's hand, causing him to release it and curse. I darted forward, faster with the agility flask.
I giggled darkly as I kicked him in the face, and then scrambled to grab my dagger and slit his throat. He burst off into light to join his friends.
"And then there were two." I said, smug over taking down most of a team by myself. The mage screamed and attempted to run while the auburn haired thief stayed rooted in place. With a few throws they also burst away. I squinted at the lights.
Why did Sam revive at a different point than his team?
Deciding not to make anything of it, I shrugged and walked
Notification: Player Gingeroot has taken down Team Sexy. Player Gingeroot is now level forty-two. Player Gingeroot has received package 'Reward for Badass Skillz.'
Pausing in my steps, I suppressed a giggle. I used a scroll to teleport me to my little underground one-room lair. In my inventory was a pet egg.
A pet?
There was a note attached to it.
Player Gingeroot,
Your skill has impressed all of us here at Second Life. We've gifted you a pet we believe should suit your play-style. Well, since we also favor you, we gave you a huge boost in luck.
Keep being badass!
The Second Life Staff
I sweatdropped.
Are they serious?! Whatever, I wonder whose luck is higher now… Mine or Sara's?
With those thoughts in mind, I trudged to the pet shop.
What could they possibly have given me? I mulled over the options as I spun the egg in my hand. It was a beautiful green, scaly color. I handed over the egg to the pet store clerk and did the ritual. Out from the egg crawled out a cute green baby turtle!
The name simply flowed out from my mouth.
"Willow."
Lavernna's PoV (I love druids!)
I gazed at Catianna, slightly disturbed that she would kill Sara so easily.
"Killing her was a bit over-doing it…" I murmured, more to myself than her.
"You have no idea how scary that illusion is!" She shivered. I saw tears gather slightly in her eyes before she blinked them off.
"Well, I guess it's bonding time for you and me, huh?" I asked, giving her a closed eye smile.
"Meh, let's just go kill things."
"Awesome, let's go."
And so Catianna and I bonded while slaughtering innocent little ghouls who have cravings for human flesh.
Cati told me how Sara briefly mentioned in passing killing the ghoul boss recently. I looked at her, shifting out of bear form to talk without the animalistic growls lining my voice.
"Oh yeah, I remember seeing that…" Cati looked at me strangely before continuing.
"Meh, if she really did kill him he won't be back for another five days. Respawns…" She grinned. "I wonder how she did it. Probably used a rage potion…"
She couldn't be any more accurate.
?'s PoV (MUAHAHA)
"Unbelievable." I murmured. "That gnome took us all down."
"Hey, has anyone seen Sam?" My blonde haired teammate asked. He was a human warrior, stacking agility instead of strength.
"He probably wandered off to flirt with the demon archer again." My auburn haired friend said calmly.
"I wouldn't be surprised. He said he met her in real life recently." The blue haired holyman mage scowled as he spoke.
"That gnome is impressive. I say we kick Sam off the team and have her join us!" The raven-haired archer bubbled.
I sighed and tucked my silky white hair behind my pointed ears. "We promised each other not to kick anyone off the team." My words seemed to echo through the heads of my friends. I stood up from the booth in the pub and started to leave.
"Heeeeyyy wait!" They all cried, excluding the redhead.
"Loki, you need to get flasks. Sasori, you need to stock up on poisons. Ciel, you need to focus on being able to cast better. And Raven… Just shut up." I spoke to each of them in turn. Loki, the warrior, scowled. Sasori, the auburn thief, realized he did need new poisons. Ciel, the mage, looked down in shame. Raven just looked at me with tears in his eyes.
"But we wanna get drunk, Yuki!" They cried, except for Sasori.
I always wondered why he joined us. He was always so calm and collected… Deadly and alluring. I mentally slapped myself.
No, don't think about your teammate this way! Just don't!
I released a sigh.
"Unbelievable. The level of childishness in this team is astounding. I'm leaving before I sink to your level and you beat me with experience." I insulted, walking out of the bar. Sasori appeared next to me.
His agility was amazing.
"So how'd the gnome kill you? I saw you were the last one to die."
"I could've taken her down, but I would've had to walk to the Rebirth point. I give her props for being able to take us down." He said calmly. I couldn't tell if he was lying to impress me or trying to fool himself that he was the best. A smile came across my face.
"But you still let me die." Hurt flashed across his face, and it didn't disappear. He fell to his knees and gently took my hand.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." I saw tears glistening in the moonlight.
It was nighttime in the game world.
"I promise, I'll never let you get hurt again…" I bent down to his level and took him into a hug.
"Don't make such a difficult promise. You'll only get hurt." I murmured.
"As long as you're safe, I don't mind." He said, his normally aloof eyes holding an emotion I couldn't place. My heart skipped beats.
I smiled, fighting the blush that threatened to overtake my pale face. Winning the war, I spoke, "I don't mind being not safe if it means you are proud of yourself." Sasori's eyes softened as we gazed at each other. My heart began skipping more beats. He nodded and a smile danced across his lips. We stood up and said good night to each other before logging off.
I awoke and tore the gaming helmet off. I stood up from my bed and stretched. After standing for a few seconds, I squealed like a little girl and flitted across my room.
Ah, the things Sasori does to me that he'll never know.
AN: I have to admit, I'm proud of myself for this chapter. I had a streak of badassery.
Well, to make up for the fact that there will never be Sam / Layla fluff anymore cuz I hate irl Sam for being a jackass, I created Yuki and Sasori! Gawsh that was the cutest scene I've ever written. I didn't even plan it. It just happened! Yes, Sasori is based on the character in Naruto. I love the Akatsuki. (drools) Er, well….. Anyway, review! And I'll give you hugs and food of your choosing! This chapter is dedicated to nike2822 for being badass and reviewing. Come on people, I don't care if you're telling me to get my lazy ass to update. Reviews mean a lot to me. I have little faith in my writing skill, so reading your comments and opinions just brightens my day and boosts my confidence. Alright, from now on, no matter who it is who reviews, I will demand a review before I even start writing a new chapter. This chapter is around four or five pages in MS Word, and that's quite a bit considering I haven't touched my laptop in a while. My chapters will only get longer as time goes by and I want some appreciation for my hard work! I'm doing this for free you know!
Edit: I was rereading my chapter (I did proofread before uploading..) and found shocked to see some mistakes. I'm disappointed in myself for writing 'movie' instead of 'move' and connecting 'to' and 'grab' as the same word. I blame you, keyboard!
