I got bored, and decided to write alittle one shot on how my character, Mandy, felt when she was abducted by her enemy.
You can read the actual fic here: http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1684975
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I watch my friends bicker about their video game. I'm not going to bother stopping them. It's better if they just finish it off themselves. They always bicker, but five minutes later they are already joking around and having fun. They've always been like that, and I believe they always will.
Two words startle me out of my thoughts. The voice brings chills to my body. Those two words…only one person has ever greeted me that way. "Hello Princess" he had said. I looked down, silently praying that this was just a nightmare, and nothing would happen to me.
He spoke of my best friend, saying how he couldn't believe that she was a princess as well. I kept my gaze upon the ground, replying that she was stronger, and smarter, than anyone thought. Looks are deceiving. Never judge a book by it's cover. His response, was one I had expected. "If she's so strong, let's see her save you." he had said. Before I could even react to the statement, he had already grabbed hold of me. Well, my pleas had been left unanswered. This was no nightmare, it was reality.
My only hope was my pen. I tried to get to it, but he knew what I was doing, and stopped me before I could even touch it's cold metal base. His laugh echoed in my mind. I desperately strugged. I had to get away. I did not wanna go with him again. I'd lose my sanity, I'd break down. I knew he wouldn't hurt me…much. But I knew, my friends would come after me. And I knew he would take pleasure in killing them.
I could feel myself being lifted into the air. There was a flash of darkness, quicker than the blink of the eye. I found myself looking straight into the eyes of my best friends. I realized he had transported in front of them. I looked into her eyes first. She was shocked, I could tell. I also could tell that she could see the fear that I possessed. She knew I was terribly frightened of the man who now held me hostage. I looked away from her, and looked into his eyes. He too, knew what I was feeling. Heck, he always did. We had a connection, and we could always feel if the other was feeling pain, depression, or anything else. I prayed, that he could hear what I was saying repeatedly in my mind and soul. "Don't come after me…" I kept begging silently. He knew, I could tell. There was a flicker of defiance in his eyes.
"Lookie what I have" my captor said. And then there was darkness………
You can read the actual fic here: http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1684975
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I watch my friends bicker about their video game. I'm not going to bother stopping them. It's better if they just finish it off themselves. They always bicker, but five minutes later they are already joking around and having fun. They've always been like that, and I believe they always will.
Two words startle me out of my thoughts. The voice brings chills to my body. Those two words…only one person has ever greeted me that way. "Hello Princess" he had said. I looked down, silently praying that this was just a nightmare, and nothing would happen to me.
He spoke of my best friend, saying how he couldn't believe that she was a princess as well. I kept my gaze upon the ground, replying that she was stronger, and smarter, than anyone thought. Looks are deceiving. Never judge a book by it's cover. His response, was one I had expected. "If she's so strong, let's see her save you." he had said. Before I could even react to the statement, he had already grabbed hold of me. Well, my pleas had been left unanswered. This was no nightmare, it was reality.
My only hope was my pen. I tried to get to it, but he knew what I was doing, and stopped me before I could even touch it's cold metal base. His laugh echoed in my mind. I desperately strugged. I had to get away. I did not wanna go with him again. I'd lose my sanity, I'd break down. I knew he wouldn't hurt me…much. But I knew, my friends would come after me. And I knew he would take pleasure in killing them.
I could feel myself being lifted into the air. There was a flash of darkness, quicker than the blink of the eye. I found myself looking straight into the eyes of my best friends. I realized he had transported in front of them. I looked into her eyes first. She was shocked, I could tell. I also could tell that she could see the fear that I possessed. She knew I was terribly frightened of the man who now held me hostage. I looked away from her, and looked into his eyes. He too, knew what I was feeling. Heck, he always did. We had a connection, and we could always feel if the other was feeling pain, depression, or anything else. I prayed, that he could hear what I was saying repeatedly in my mind and soul. "Don't come after me…" I kept begging silently. He knew, I could tell. There was a flicker of defiance in his eyes.
"Lookie what I have" my captor said. And then there was darkness………