SilverRogue: *is frantically typing, Nightshade, her muse, standing beside
her holding a whip*
Nightshade: That's right. Keep typing. This fic is going to be angst even if it kills you.
SilverRogue: I own nothing. that's right, nothing. Even my muse owns more than I do. So don't sue me. This is my first ficcy with chapters in it, so be patient. *sniffle* It's also my first angst fic. I like writing humor. *cries*
Nightshade: *cracks whip* KEEP WRITING!
Begin Story
Gaz had no real warning. No chance to defend herself. Just a sudden surge of terror and pain that drove every thought from her head. The pain was so intense she couldn't think, and it drowned out any other feeling but anguish. It felt as though if every nerve in her body had been set ablaze with a fire the sun never dreamed of, blinding her with torment. She thought she heard herself screaming, but she couldn't tell. The pounding in her ears was too loud. As all of her world went from shades of red agony to black hues of nothingness, she thought she heard Zim's maniacal laughter. Then there was only darkness.
End Chapter
SilverRogue: Yes, I know the first chapter was short, but I'm still getting the hang of angst. PLEASE review and tell me what you think. Don't worry, the next chapter will be longer. AND it will make more sense. Trust me and PLEASE tell me if this is angst. Flames are welcome. Flame away if you want. But please be remotely gentle. This is just my first try.
Nightshade: That's right. Keep typing. This fic is going to be angst even if it kills you.
SilverRogue: I own nothing. that's right, nothing. Even my muse owns more than I do. So don't sue me. This is my first ficcy with chapters in it, so be patient. *sniffle* It's also my first angst fic. I like writing humor. *cries*
Nightshade: *cracks whip* KEEP WRITING!
Begin Story
Gaz had no real warning. No chance to defend herself. Just a sudden surge of terror and pain that drove every thought from her head. The pain was so intense she couldn't think, and it drowned out any other feeling but anguish. It felt as though if every nerve in her body had been set ablaze with a fire the sun never dreamed of, blinding her with torment. She thought she heard herself screaming, but she couldn't tell. The pounding in her ears was too loud. As all of her world went from shades of red agony to black hues of nothingness, she thought she heard Zim's maniacal laughter. Then there was only darkness.
End Chapter
SilverRogue: Yes, I know the first chapter was short, but I'm still getting the hang of angst. PLEASE review and tell me what you think. Don't worry, the next chapter will be longer. AND it will make more sense. Trust me and PLEASE tell me if this is angst. Flames are welcome. Flame away if you want. But please be remotely gentle. This is just my first try.