WTSS 11
Sorry it has been to long for updating this. Heres the next one.
Robin opened his eyes unwillfuly as he heard the sound of water dripping echo throughout what ever concealment he was in. His head pounded and his eyes were heavy. He tried to raise his head to look around it felt as though an anchor was weighed to his chin. His vision was weak and blurry as he gazed around what appeared to be a stone room. He saw Much sitting looking down into his hands. His shirt torn and ripped with bullet holes and blood styling it.
'Much.' Robin croaked through his dry and cracked throat.
Much looked up quickly in relief and scurried over to his old friend. He put his arms on Robin's shoulder to help steady him.
'Are you alright?' Robin asked motioning to his shirt.
'Yes. I pulled the bullets out.' Much answered. 'Marian?'
'I got her out.' Robin sighed.
Both men looked at each other knowing that no matter what happened to them now. They had done all that they could by saving Marian.
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Marian stopped and leaned on a tree as she looked back at the path she had just taken. What was she doing? Running away like an animal being hunted. She could no longer hear the gun shots as they speed to their target, who happened to be her friends. She did not know if the silence was a good or a bad thing. Either the attackers have been stopped, which means now that the others are safe. Or that the others are so badly injured that they can no longer fight. She walked through the trees until she came to the edge of the forest and looked down into the sight of the mansion. It was dark as it stood alone in the surrounding emptiness as a weak fog crept its way over the ghostly lands. No lights on which cascaded the mansion in darkness. What if they had been left there. Hurt and wounded. What if they needed her help? She can't just turn around and walk away. Robin was going to kill her for this. She thought as she began making her way back to the mansion.
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'Did I see her Much?' Robin finally asked after having the thought attack his head for almost an hour.
Much looked at Robin uncomfortably as he shifted a little. He knew who he was referring to. 'Yes.' He whispered as he watched Robin's expression.
'I thought she was dead.' Robin whispered as tears came to his eyes.
'So did we all.' Much stated in shock himself.
The bolt on the outside of the door banged and creaked as it was opened. Much stood and starred at the door in fear as it slowly dragged open. Robin did not move, not giving them the pleasure Much had. He gasped as once more his eyes fell upon his sister.
'Hello Robin.' She smiled as the door closed behind her.
'Amelia.' He whispered as he slowly stood to his feet.
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Marian climbed over the broken patio door which she had escaped through only hours ago. The glass on it was smashed and it was broken on the bottom hinge and laying side ways, its curtains laying on the floor in a pill. Her shoes stepped on and crunched the broken glass below them. Nothing was has it had been before. Tables were broken and damaged as they lay abandoned on the floor. She stepped over objects that could no longer be identified. Blood decorated the walls and floorm, lots of it making her worry eveb more. Room doors had been kicked in and some were no longer even attatched. The rooms no longer resembled someones private living space. Posters were ripped from Allan's walls. The posters of the woman he had collected over the years. His clothes taken from their drawers and ripped or thrown about the room. Marian walked down the corridor until she came to Will and Djaq's room. It had also been victim to the intruders. The bed had been broken..hopefully by the intruders, Marian thought to herself. Their clothes no longer in drawers either. Their personal belongings having been brutaly damaged and deystroyed. The Kitchen, Much's pride and joy now resembled something that a hurricane had visited. Pots and pans they bent and scattered on the floor. The fridge door broken off and the cold pigs blood spilled all over the floor. Then she approached the last door where someone lived. Robin's room. Well and her and Robin's room. Its door was closed. Almost as if it was hiding a dark secret behind it. Her hadn shakily reaching away from her body as it lightly placed itself on the cold door handle. She knew for sure that if her heart could beat it would be breaking out of her chest. She heard the handle squeak as she pulled it down and the door click as it opened slightly. Then with the last piece of determination she had she walked into the room. She gaped in shock as she looked around the room. It had been so perfect. And it had not changed. Nothing had been touched or moved. Even the bed was still unmade. Why had they not touched this room? Why the others but not this one? She walked around lightly touching the objects that belonged to the man she loved Where were they? They must have been taken to the place where she had been. Where Robin had come and saved her. She had to help them.
'I have been waiting a long time for you.' A dark voice said from behind her.
Hey. Sorry it is so short. The next one will be longer and better. And the next one may be the last one. Also I have decided to kill someone off but I cannot decide who, so if you have anyone in mind just tell me in a review or PM.
LMM.