~ Be Quick or Be Dead ~ Chapter One
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Little Author's Note: Disclaimer and notes at the end. ^_^
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Running. Running. Running for life. Running wild. Running into the heavy rain.
Running downstairs almost triping on the long dress. "Need...to...escape...rain..." she thought as she gasped for air, still running.
It seemed that the castle was empty by now, but she knew it wasn't true. "Always watching me...need to go..." she thought as she runned to a forgotten passage on the rock wall. She found this passage a week ago while she was searching for a place she could go... but there was nowhere to go. "But now I have a chance...please..."
A strong storm was falling outside. It was all purplish black and it was time to escape. Pulling her dark cloak closer she went outside.
She faced big and pretty gardens, now soaked. But they didn't bring her any good memories. They were staring at her with disdain, as if she was not going to make it. "Not the little princess!" she could hear them saying it, the strong wind taking their words to her. She was going through the shadows, as quickly as possible because she knew the storm wasn't going to last forever.
Walked during what seemed days but were only mere hours. She felt she was close now. "Only... one... more step..." she said gasping for air and almost falling. She holded on to a tree and was breathing hard. Freezing until the last bone and shivering with cold and fear of getting caught. She kept going. "One more step and I'll be free... One... more...please..." she kept saying to herself. But she tripped and falled on to the grass.
"Oh no... please Gods help me... help me..." she was sobbing very hard but she managed to stand up and hold on to a tree again. Her pretty dress was covered with mud and she was soaked. Shaking and sobbing she seemed very weak.
"Why am I so weak...? NO!" she yelled to herself "I'm gonna make it... please... I have to..." she kept pleading to something while she was moving on. She could see the end of the property in the horizon. "Very close... close..." she thought as she was feeling weaker and weaker.
A noise. Not a forest noise. She looked behind, startled and wide in horror. A horseman comming, faster and faster. "No... he's getting closer... I have... to... make...i..t..." and as soon as she thought that she falled, too weak to feel another thing except fear.
"He's comming... my death sentence... oh Gods no... I wish to die... than to go back there...closer now...". The noise of the horse now was too much for her ears. But it suddenly stopped. She heard someone crying her name and felt put into someone's lap. "No... no... let me go..." she mumbled and she suddenly knew that whoever it was, was thinking of taking her back to the castle. "NO!" she cried to herself. Fear gave her strengh to open her eyes and stare at her death sentence.
But soon she wished she didn't.
"NO!" she managed to say loud enough for him to hear. And she started to try to get away but she couldn't.
"Thank Goddess you're awake. " Fiolon said hugging her closer, crying softly.
"Wish I wasn't"
"My dear, don't say that. I thought I had lost you. I would have died too..."
"No... please stop... leave me... I have to go... I wanna be free..." she said pulling him away and sobbing softly
"Mika... you are free. Stop the nonsense."
"No... I'm not... I can't... can't marry him...! Nobody cares about me! I have to leave... they don't care how I feel... please... oh Gods they're probably after me... help me help me" she mumbled desperate.
"Oh my God! Mika! Calm down! Oh my! You're in a high fever. I'm taking you back" he stood up ready to take her.
"NO! Oh my God Fio, don't do that please... I'm gonna die if I go back..."
The wind was getting stronger and both could almost hear its words - "Just say yes... you little arsonist..."
"You're gonna die if you DON'T go back." he bend down and grabbed her waist and both of them felt a flow of emotions going through them.
"You're so sure... you can save every hair on her chest..." the wind whispered.
"Fio, please... if you ever loved me... don't take me to the castle... please... please..." she cried desperate
"Just say yes... you little arsonist..."
He froze.
They could feel every piece of their bodies aching, longing for each other. Both wanted more than a hand in the waist. He bent down closer to her and she pulled him onto her. He moved his hand carefuly through her wet hair and then her face.
"I missed you" he finally said
She hugged him and started to sob very hard. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... so sorry... I missed you so much... I'm sorry..." she felt despair getting the best out of her.
"It's okay my love..."
"It's not! I'm so weak Fio... so weak... I tried to get away from you... just because of stupid duties. I wished I didn't feel what I feel for you... but I do! I broke your heart but I broke mine too... I'm sorry... the feeling just keeps growing and growing... I can't help it... you must hate me... I'm such a coward... oh Gods... I'm so so sorry... I love you..." she was sobbing but looking straight into his blue eyes.
"I understand Mika... and of course I don't hate you. You are my life and I love you very very much.". With that, he grinned and kissed her softly and in a very loving way. When they broke apart she managed to give him a weak smile, making him remember why he was there.
"Mika! You're in a very high fever! I have to take you!" he said
"Anywhere but the castle... anywhere with you..." she mumbled as he took her in his arms. He put her on the horse and sat behind her, holding Mikayla close. Fiolon could her saying nonsense, hallucinating.
"We scream in cathedrals... why can't it be beautiful... why does there gotta be a sacrifice... I know we're dying... and there's... no... sign of a parachute...". With that, she fainted.
Fiolon froze in horror. "No..."
With that, he made the horse go as fast as it could and the Prince Fiolon de Var hoped it wasn't too late.
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DISCLAIMER: Okay, the names Fiolon, Mikayla, Ruwenda, Var and Labornok are in Marion Zimmer Bradley's book - "Lady of the Trillium" (very good, by the way) and the last name n'ha Liriel belongs to MZB too but it's in the Darkover books (probably all of them I guess). Only the names are the same but not the charas, okay? Anyway, all the rest belongs to me (I think Fiolon and Mikayla are free names, right?) except for what belongs to MZB, as I said above.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: M'kay, m'kay I know I'm writing too much but oh my. Anyway, I hope you like this. I had this idea during a thunderstorm (they RULE!) and it stuck into my head so I'm writing it (duh). Pleezy pleezy REVIEW! Otherwise I'll use the Cruciatus Curse at you ::evil grin:: and I'll never finish this story! Oh yeah! Don't flame me for typing or grammar errors 'cuz English is NOT my 1st language. I only try (hard) to write in English ::sobs::. But just to let you know, flames will be used at my fondue bussiness which is doing very well by the way ::grin::
Luv you all!! ^__^
Amethyst Luna
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--- Run ---
Little Author's Note: Disclaimer and notes at the end. ^_^
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Running. Running. Running for life. Running wild. Running into the heavy rain.
Running downstairs almost triping on the long dress. "Need...to...escape...rain..." she thought as she gasped for air, still running.
It seemed that the castle was empty by now, but she knew it wasn't true. "Always watching me...need to go..." she thought as she runned to a forgotten passage on the rock wall. She found this passage a week ago while she was searching for a place she could go... but there was nowhere to go. "But now I have a chance...please..."
A strong storm was falling outside. It was all purplish black and it was time to escape. Pulling her dark cloak closer she went outside.
She faced big and pretty gardens, now soaked. But they didn't bring her any good memories. They were staring at her with disdain, as if she was not going to make it. "Not the little princess!" she could hear them saying it, the strong wind taking their words to her. She was going through the shadows, as quickly as possible because she knew the storm wasn't going to last forever.
Walked during what seemed days but were only mere hours. She felt she was close now. "Only... one... more step..." she said gasping for air and almost falling. She holded on to a tree and was breathing hard. Freezing until the last bone and shivering with cold and fear of getting caught. She kept going. "One more step and I'll be free... One... more...please..." she kept saying to herself. But she tripped and falled on to the grass.
"Oh no... please Gods help me... help me..." she was sobbing very hard but she managed to stand up and hold on to a tree again. Her pretty dress was covered with mud and she was soaked. Shaking and sobbing she seemed very weak.
"Why am I so weak...? NO!" she yelled to herself "I'm gonna make it... please... I have to..." she kept pleading to something while she was moving on. She could see the end of the property in the horizon. "Very close... close..." she thought as she was feeling weaker and weaker.
A noise. Not a forest noise. She looked behind, startled and wide in horror. A horseman comming, faster and faster. "No... he's getting closer... I have... to... make...i..t..." and as soon as she thought that she falled, too weak to feel another thing except fear.
"He's comming... my death sentence... oh Gods no... I wish to die... than to go back there...closer now...". The noise of the horse now was too much for her ears. But it suddenly stopped. She heard someone crying her name and felt put into someone's lap. "No... no... let me go..." she mumbled and she suddenly knew that whoever it was, was thinking of taking her back to the castle. "NO!" she cried to herself. Fear gave her strengh to open her eyes and stare at her death sentence.
But soon she wished she didn't.
"NO!" she managed to say loud enough for him to hear. And she started to try to get away but she couldn't.
"Thank Goddess you're awake. " Fiolon said hugging her closer, crying softly.
"Wish I wasn't"
"My dear, don't say that. I thought I had lost you. I would have died too..."
"No... please stop... leave me... I have to go... I wanna be free..." she said pulling him away and sobbing softly
"Mika... you are free. Stop the nonsense."
"No... I'm not... I can't... can't marry him...! Nobody cares about me! I have to leave... they don't care how I feel... please... oh Gods they're probably after me... help me help me" she mumbled desperate.
"Oh my God! Mika! Calm down! Oh my! You're in a high fever. I'm taking you back" he stood up ready to take her.
"NO! Oh my God Fio, don't do that please... I'm gonna die if I go back..."
The wind was getting stronger and both could almost hear its words - "Just say yes... you little arsonist..."
"You're gonna die if you DON'T go back." he bend down and grabbed her waist and both of them felt a flow of emotions going through them.
"You're so sure... you can save every hair on her chest..." the wind whispered.
"Fio, please... if you ever loved me... don't take me to the castle... please... please..." she cried desperate
"Just say yes... you little arsonist..."
He froze.
They could feel every piece of their bodies aching, longing for each other. Both wanted more than a hand in the waist. He bent down closer to her and she pulled him onto her. He moved his hand carefuly through her wet hair and then her face.
"I missed you" he finally said
She hugged him and started to sob very hard. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... so sorry... I missed you so much... I'm sorry..." she felt despair getting the best out of her.
"It's okay my love..."
"It's not! I'm so weak Fio... so weak... I tried to get away from you... just because of stupid duties. I wished I didn't feel what I feel for you... but I do! I broke your heart but I broke mine too... I'm sorry... the feeling just keeps growing and growing... I can't help it... you must hate me... I'm such a coward... oh Gods... I'm so so sorry... I love you..." she was sobbing but looking straight into his blue eyes.
"I understand Mika... and of course I don't hate you. You are my life and I love you very very much.". With that, he grinned and kissed her softly and in a very loving way. When they broke apart she managed to give him a weak smile, making him remember why he was there.
"Mika! You're in a very high fever! I have to take you!" he said
"Anywhere but the castle... anywhere with you..." she mumbled as he took her in his arms. He put her on the horse and sat behind her, holding Mikayla close. Fiolon could her saying nonsense, hallucinating.
"We scream in cathedrals... why can't it be beautiful... why does there gotta be a sacrifice... I know we're dying... and there's... no... sign of a parachute...". With that, she fainted.
Fiolon froze in horror. "No..."
With that, he made the horse go as fast as it could and the Prince Fiolon de Var hoped it wasn't too late.
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DISCLAIMER: Okay, the names Fiolon, Mikayla, Ruwenda, Var and Labornok are in Marion Zimmer Bradley's book - "Lady of the Trillium" (very good, by the way) and the last name n'ha Liriel belongs to MZB too but it's in the Darkover books (probably all of them I guess). Only the names are the same but not the charas, okay? Anyway, all the rest belongs to me (I think Fiolon and Mikayla are free names, right?) except for what belongs to MZB, as I said above.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: M'kay, m'kay I know I'm writing too much but oh my. Anyway, I hope you like this. I had this idea during a thunderstorm (they RULE!) and it stuck into my head so I'm writing it (duh). Pleezy pleezy REVIEW! Otherwise I'll use the Cruciatus Curse at you ::evil grin:: and I'll never finish this story! Oh yeah! Don't flame me for typing or grammar errors 'cuz English is NOT my 1st language. I only try (hard) to write in English ::sobs::. But just to let you know, flames will be used at my fondue bussiness which is doing very well by the way ::grin::
Luv you all!! ^__^
Amethyst Luna
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