A note to Panda; Co-writer of Enemaldae: I would like to say no, I was not
offended by your question. And I would also like to say I AM a female,
hence my being Hayden's. In case you didn't read my previous disclaimers, I
am obsessed with Hayden Christensen; the 21 year-old, blond haired blue
eyed actor who played Anakin Skywalker in Star Wars Episode II - Attack of
the Clones. He is oober hot and ALL MINE! I HAVE HIS ACTION FIGUUUURE! I
bring him everywhere, to school and my grandma's and my friends' houses and
ccd and he has a little bed in my room and I treat him like a god and I
love him oh so much and looky how long this sentence is, IT'S A RUN ON
AHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Sa: BOO! AHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAA! I am in a crazy mood today so look out. I am not so sure I should be writing at a time like this.BUT I AM! YARHARHAR! GO SLINKY GO SLINKY GO SLINKY GO!
Helga: you are SO immature!
SA: AM NOT! -pouts, then grins insanely- LETS GO TO THE CRAZY PLACE! I WANNA MEET THE FUNNY DUDES! I WANNA MEET THE FUNNY DUDES! LETS GO! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
Helga: you certainly belong there
SA: DO NOT! But Bob the Milkshake does! He thinks he's a superhero! He tried to fly last night and spilled aaaalll over the floor. SPLAT
Helga: milkshakes are inanimate objects! They do not-
SA: -interrupts- BOB IS REAL! -cries- HAVEN'T YOU EVER HAD A SPECIAL FRIEND? BOB IS MY MILKSHAKE BUDDY! -runs to room and locks self in-
Helga: I'm still here you know. I live in your head. You can't ever get rid of me
SA: DAMMIT YES I CAN! DIE HELGA! DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: neither Sa nor Helga owns any of Tamara's characters. Sa owns Hayden Christensen and Helga WISHES that she did but she cant CAUSE HE'S ALL MINE AHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! And I (Sa) wish that Briar were mine because he's da shiz and also I would like to ask someone to vacate Helga from my brain. I like those little penguin . . . -stops in middle of sentence and shuffles through some papers and disks- OH! OHMIGOSH! -Runs off in the direction of Skywalker Ranch- JARJAAAAAAAAAAAR! YOU'VE BEEN IN MY FILES AGAIN! I'M GONNA STEAL HAYDEN'S LIGHTSABER AND CHOP YOU TO PIECES YOU FEIND! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! -lets out huge Indian war cry- -smashes headlong into Hayden- Oh, hi Hayden . . .heehee . . .I was just . . .um . . .writing the next chapter of my book. -Nervous giggles- no, I wasn't after Jarjar. Honest! -Crosses fingers behind back- He's my special friend! The yelling? Oh, that was just a little joke -nervous giggles- you still love me right? -grins hugely and hugs Hayden, then sneaks off and steals his lightsaber, finds Jarjar, and tortures him. Finally Sa returns to Disclaimer- Ok, now that I have . . .er . . .done everything BUT torture Jarjar, (grins evilly as she always does when she has just told a malicious lie) I will assure you that no one but Mian, Snakethread, and Hayden are mine. -picks up lightsaber and runs back to torture Jarjar some more- AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! YOU CANT STOP ME NOW YOU EVIL CREATURE! VICTORY WILL BE MINE! ADMIT DEFEAT OR DIE! YARHARHARHAR! SUBMIT YOURSELF TO MY SWORD . . . (looks around, coughs) I MEAN . . .LIGHTSABER! YOU DON'T STAND A CHANCE BABBLEY DUDE! NOT EVEN YOUR ANNOYINGLY HIGH-PITCHED EVIL WEIRDO VOICE CAN STOP ME! I AM SUPER HOBBIT AND ALL SHALL BOW DOWN TO ME! I AM ALL POWERFULL AND SUPER HOBBITY! -Lets out another Indian war cry-
~*~ Chapter 9 - Threat ~*~
It was the morning after the Midsummer Ball. The air in Emelan, and especially the Winding Circle was thick with of fear and foreboding. Briar took advantage of his abilities to make no noise when walking about the cottage and the thick fog that enshrouded them to sneak away from Discipline. If he was careful, no one would see him. He had decided the night before that he would find Snakethread and finish him off. A rustle in the bushes caused him to drop to the ground. The fog was somewhat less thick down here, and Briar could see a dark shape moving about. He decided against using his magic. If this really was Snakethread, his magic would be detected. Instead, Briar readied the knives hidden in many convenient places on his body, especially the ones at his wrists. They would be his best bet, as he could get them by flicking his wrist just right. Briar had perfected the technique and was confident that if the man was really the mage aiming to kill his friends he would be able to stab him and leave before anyone was the wiser. He crept up behind the man and leapt on his back, yelling viciously. He was thrown to the ground.
"BRIAR MOSS! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" Niko yelled angrily. Briar stood quickly.
"Niko . . .I'm sorry . . .I thought you were . . ." he trailed off.
"Thought I was who? Briar you know better! Coming after Vinen Snakethread alone! Did you really think you would be able to sneak up on him so easily?" Niko said harshly.
"Well what are YOU doing out here alone, huh?" Briar retorted, his face hot with anger. Niko shoved him in the direction of Discipline.
"Come on, back to Discipline." Niko ordered. "Now!" he snapped when Briar struggled to go the opposite way.
When they reached Discipline, Briar stepped inside and was almost knocked backwards by the impact of Sandry slamming against him. "BRIAR! You promised you wouldn't go after him! You promised!" Her angry tone contrasted violently with her gleeful hugging. As upset as she was, Sandry was extremely glad that Briar had returned safely.
"Sandry, Briar and I need to have a bit of a chat," Niko said calmly. Sandry left reluctantly. "Briar, do you have any idea what could have happened if you weren't so lucky as to attack ME instead of Snakethread? You could have been killed! I don't ever want to see you sneaking off like that again!"
"Yes, Niko," Briar mumbled. Finally, when Niko had finished reprimanding him, Briar stepped into the main room. He got glares from Rosethorn and Lark. Daja and Tris looked at him as if he were crazy. Sandry's face was expressionless, but searching her eyes he found that she was relieved that he was safe, but mixed within the relief they told him that she was upset with him for breaking a promise. He saw a trace of anger, and quickly decided that he would talk to her about it later when they could be alone. He hoped she wasn't too upset. After a moment he left, feeling somewhat unwelcome. He went to his room and bolted it, ensuring his privacy. He picked up a book and began reading. After a while he got bored, but did not want to leave his room. It was quite obvious that everyone knew he had done something wrong. Did he really want to put up with them all? With a sigh Briar returned to his reading.
"BRIAR! Breakfast!" Rosethorn's voice pierced his train of thought. Slowly, Briar closed his book, unbolted the door, and headed towards breakfast. As he began the day's chores, Briar thought back to the silence at breakfast. He knew it was because of him. Uncomfortable around the people he had let down, Briar had scarfed his meal and rushed out the door to the garden where he began to weed. When all of his chores were finished, he crept up to the roof, hoping that no one knew where he was. Lying back and staring at the cloudy sky, he thought of how stupid he had been. Not only had he broken a promise, he had risked his own life. Sure, he hadn't thought of it that way when he left, but looking back on his actions he could see how foolish he had been. Hoping that it would all blow over and everyone would forgive him seemed to be Briar's best bet. Briar didn't know how long he sat on the roof and thought; the dark grey clouds hid the sun from view. He was shaken from his thoughts by someone sitting beside him. "Sandry, I . . ."
"Briar, why did you go after him? You promised me you wouldn't." Sandry looked him straight in the eye. There would be no avoiding it this time. He sighed.
"I don't want him to hurt you. You or your uncle or anyone. Until he is out of here, no one is safe."
"If you knew that, then why did you risk your own life? Did you think that he would be satisfied if he killed just you? He wants all of us."
"But if I had stopped him, everyone would be safe again."
"Briar, you wouldn't have stopped him. Why don't you understand that? He would have finished you off and where would that leave me?"
Briar opened his mouth to speak, but Sandry cut him off.
"I was really worried about you Briar. You knew I would be and you went anyway. There's no excuse for what you did." She stood abruptly and left Briar to brood in his own misery.
All through the rest of the day, Briar shot pleading glances at Sandry. She shook them off, refusing to meet his eyes. Although she didn't show it, Sandry was really upset with him. That night, Briar slept restlessly. Tossing and turning, his sleep was haunted by images of all those dear to him lying dead. He woke with a start just before he would have been called to wake up.
As Briar was turning to leave the room, a piece of paper slid through his window caught his eye. He picked it up, unfolding it as he walked out to the main room. Just inside the doorway, he unfolded the note and stopped short. He went pale and began to tremble as the paper floated to the floor. It was a note. "I have taken two of those dear to you. Make but a move towards their rescue, and I will finish them off." Daja read. Briar raced to Sandry and Tris's rooms. Both girls were missing. Racing into the hall, Briar knew that it was the two girls that Snakethread had taken.
"ROSETHORN! LARK! NIKO!" He yelled. "HE TOOK SANDRY AND TRIS!" Frantically he scrabbled down the stairs, crashing down them. He heard rushed voices and footsteps before his world faded to blackness.
Sa: BOO! AHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAA! I am in a crazy mood today so look out. I am not so sure I should be writing at a time like this.BUT I AM! YARHARHAR! GO SLINKY GO SLINKY GO SLINKY GO!
Helga: you are SO immature!
SA: AM NOT! -pouts, then grins insanely- LETS GO TO THE CRAZY PLACE! I WANNA MEET THE FUNNY DUDES! I WANNA MEET THE FUNNY DUDES! LETS GO! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
Helga: you certainly belong there
SA: DO NOT! But Bob the Milkshake does! He thinks he's a superhero! He tried to fly last night and spilled aaaalll over the floor. SPLAT
Helga: milkshakes are inanimate objects! They do not-
SA: -interrupts- BOB IS REAL! -cries- HAVEN'T YOU EVER HAD A SPECIAL FRIEND? BOB IS MY MILKSHAKE BUDDY! -runs to room and locks self in-
Helga: I'm still here you know. I live in your head. You can't ever get rid of me
SA: DAMMIT YES I CAN! DIE HELGA! DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: neither Sa nor Helga owns any of Tamara's characters. Sa owns Hayden Christensen and Helga WISHES that she did but she cant CAUSE HE'S ALL MINE AHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! And I (Sa) wish that Briar were mine because he's da shiz and also I would like to ask someone to vacate Helga from my brain. I like those little penguin . . . -stops in middle of sentence and shuffles through some papers and disks- OH! OHMIGOSH! -Runs off in the direction of Skywalker Ranch- JARJAAAAAAAAAAAR! YOU'VE BEEN IN MY FILES AGAIN! I'M GONNA STEAL HAYDEN'S LIGHTSABER AND CHOP YOU TO PIECES YOU FEIND! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! -lets out huge Indian war cry- -smashes headlong into Hayden- Oh, hi Hayden . . .heehee . . .I was just . . .um . . .writing the next chapter of my book. -Nervous giggles- no, I wasn't after Jarjar. Honest! -Crosses fingers behind back- He's my special friend! The yelling? Oh, that was just a little joke -nervous giggles- you still love me right? -grins hugely and hugs Hayden, then sneaks off and steals his lightsaber, finds Jarjar, and tortures him. Finally Sa returns to Disclaimer- Ok, now that I have . . .er . . .done everything BUT torture Jarjar, (grins evilly as she always does when she has just told a malicious lie) I will assure you that no one but Mian, Snakethread, and Hayden are mine. -picks up lightsaber and runs back to torture Jarjar some more- AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! YOU CANT STOP ME NOW YOU EVIL CREATURE! VICTORY WILL BE MINE! ADMIT DEFEAT OR DIE! YARHARHARHAR! SUBMIT YOURSELF TO MY SWORD . . . (looks around, coughs) I MEAN . . .LIGHTSABER! YOU DON'T STAND A CHANCE BABBLEY DUDE! NOT EVEN YOUR ANNOYINGLY HIGH-PITCHED EVIL WEIRDO VOICE CAN STOP ME! I AM SUPER HOBBIT AND ALL SHALL BOW DOWN TO ME! I AM ALL POWERFULL AND SUPER HOBBITY! -Lets out another Indian war cry-
~*~ Chapter 9 - Threat ~*~
It was the morning after the Midsummer Ball. The air in Emelan, and especially the Winding Circle was thick with of fear and foreboding. Briar took advantage of his abilities to make no noise when walking about the cottage and the thick fog that enshrouded them to sneak away from Discipline. If he was careful, no one would see him. He had decided the night before that he would find Snakethread and finish him off. A rustle in the bushes caused him to drop to the ground. The fog was somewhat less thick down here, and Briar could see a dark shape moving about. He decided against using his magic. If this really was Snakethread, his magic would be detected. Instead, Briar readied the knives hidden in many convenient places on his body, especially the ones at his wrists. They would be his best bet, as he could get them by flicking his wrist just right. Briar had perfected the technique and was confident that if the man was really the mage aiming to kill his friends he would be able to stab him and leave before anyone was the wiser. He crept up behind the man and leapt on his back, yelling viciously. He was thrown to the ground.
"BRIAR MOSS! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" Niko yelled angrily. Briar stood quickly.
"Niko . . .I'm sorry . . .I thought you were . . ." he trailed off.
"Thought I was who? Briar you know better! Coming after Vinen Snakethread alone! Did you really think you would be able to sneak up on him so easily?" Niko said harshly.
"Well what are YOU doing out here alone, huh?" Briar retorted, his face hot with anger. Niko shoved him in the direction of Discipline.
"Come on, back to Discipline." Niko ordered. "Now!" he snapped when Briar struggled to go the opposite way.
When they reached Discipline, Briar stepped inside and was almost knocked backwards by the impact of Sandry slamming against him. "BRIAR! You promised you wouldn't go after him! You promised!" Her angry tone contrasted violently with her gleeful hugging. As upset as she was, Sandry was extremely glad that Briar had returned safely.
"Sandry, Briar and I need to have a bit of a chat," Niko said calmly. Sandry left reluctantly. "Briar, do you have any idea what could have happened if you weren't so lucky as to attack ME instead of Snakethread? You could have been killed! I don't ever want to see you sneaking off like that again!"
"Yes, Niko," Briar mumbled. Finally, when Niko had finished reprimanding him, Briar stepped into the main room. He got glares from Rosethorn and Lark. Daja and Tris looked at him as if he were crazy. Sandry's face was expressionless, but searching her eyes he found that she was relieved that he was safe, but mixed within the relief they told him that she was upset with him for breaking a promise. He saw a trace of anger, and quickly decided that he would talk to her about it later when they could be alone. He hoped she wasn't too upset. After a moment he left, feeling somewhat unwelcome. He went to his room and bolted it, ensuring his privacy. He picked up a book and began reading. After a while he got bored, but did not want to leave his room. It was quite obvious that everyone knew he had done something wrong. Did he really want to put up with them all? With a sigh Briar returned to his reading.
"BRIAR! Breakfast!" Rosethorn's voice pierced his train of thought. Slowly, Briar closed his book, unbolted the door, and headed towards breakfast. As he began the day's chores, Briar thought back to the silence at breakfast. He knew it was because of him. Uncomfortable around the people he had let down, Briar had scarfed his meal and rushed out the door to the garden where he began to weed. When all of his chores were finished, he crept up to the roof, hoping that no one knew where he was. Lying back and staring at the cloudy sky, he thought of how stupid he had been. Not only had he broken a promise, he had risked his own life. Sure, he hadn't thought of it that way when he left, but looking back on his actions he could see how foolish he had been. Hoping that it would all blow over and everyone would forgive him seemed to be Briar's best bet. Briar didn't know how long he sat on the roof and thought; the dark grey clouds hid the sun from view. He was shaken from his thoughts by someone sitting beside him. "Sandry, I . . ."
"Briar, why did you go after him? You promised me you wouldn't." Sandry looked him straight in the eye. There would be no avoiding it this time. He sighed.
"I don't want him to hurt you. You or your uncle or anyone. Until he is out of here, no one is safe."
"If you knew that, then why did you risk your own life? Did you think that he would be satisfied if he killed just you? He wants all of us."
"But if I had stopped him, everyone would be safe again."
"Briar, you wouldn't have stopped him. Why don't you understand that? He would have finished you off and where would that leave me?"
Briar opened his mouth to speak, but Sandry cut him off.
"I was really worried about you Briar. You knew I would be and you went anyway. There's no excuse for what you did." She stood abruptly and left Briar to brood in his own misery.
All through the rest of the day, Briar shot pleading glances at Sandry. She shook them off, refusing to meet his eyes. Although she didn't show it, Sandry was really upset with him. That night, Briar slept restlessly. Tossing and turning, his sleep was haunted by images of all those dear to him lying dead. He woke with a start just before he would have been called to wake up.
As Briar was turning to leave the room, a piece of paper slid through his window caught his eye. He picked it up, unfolding it as he walked out to the main room. Just inside the doorway, he unfolded the note and stopped short. He went pale and began to tremble as the paper floated to the floor. It was a note. "I have taken two of those dear to you. Make but a move towards their rescue, and I will finish them off." Daja read. Briar raced to Sandry and Tris's rooms. Both girls were missing. Racing into the hall, Briar knew that it was the two girls that Snakethread had taken.
"ROSETHORN! LARK! NIKO!" He yelled. "HE TOOK SANDRY AND TRIS!" Frantically he scrabbled down the stairs, crashing down them. He heard rushed voices and footsteps before his world faded to blackness.