Title: The Lost World Fourth Season Series
Disclaimer: Here we go again, for the last time I don't own them, truthfully I don't, I'm not making any money with this at all, I don't even bother saying to who they own, because those people know.
Summary: The real war is now, who will win? Good or evil?
Author's Notes: Okay once again sorry for not posting sooner, my life has been really agitated, I just founded out that TLW, is going up on air on April 5th, and I don't know about your countries, but in mine TLW was over for real, until a new Season. So I'm really HAPPY!!!! (I pray that the episodes are from the first Season) I need to explain something to you guys: Here's how it's gonna be for the next chapters, there's only two left aside from this one, the 29th chapter and an epilogue, so those I'll post at the same time. After that I'll appreciate help for a beta reader process............... Okay after this story ends, it will not take much time for me to post another story, so if you really like my work, please don't fret. I'm building a website both in English and in Portuguese, it's a work still in progress, but I hope that next time I post a new chapter I'll be able to tell the address. Thank you so much for your support:
Rinoa, now you're being pessimistic. I'm glad you enjoy reading it.
TheChosenOne3, not "The Lord of the Rings", I inspired myself on the movie Gladiator. I too loved that trick on that guy. Thank you so much for the compliment. But WHERE IS THAT QUOTE??!
Pandagal, thank you once again for reading and most of all appreciate
JessieGirl, thank you soo much! LOL, that was just the beginning.
Angel LeeAnn, what do you want? It's true I admit I'm terrible with maths. ( But their not that "poor", but you're right though when you say that 22 chapters wouldn't be enough.
Lady F, now you're someone who hadn't reviewed a long time ago, but thanks for the support.
Dreama, LOL, like you told me before: you always say the same thing.................. But you know what: I like what you say so it doesn't matter.
The War II
Abigail was in the beautiful gardens of the palace. She was wandering if after all of this, they would still seem beautiful to her, knowing that possibly blood was to be shed there............... Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone coming near her.
"Protector, Kartwar has sent almost all of his men to the village, Gaalad is leading them, replacing Ickan." An Avatar said
"So this is it, it has begun....................." Abigail whispered to herself
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
She was dreaming once again, but this time it was strange, she was not in Avalon, but in the treehouse.
She walked along the house until she entered her room and spotted a little boy.
"Who are you? What are you doing in here?"
"I'm Richard William." The boy answered, "Your son."
"What?"
Marguerite started to see everything blurred.
"You're pregnant." The boy's voice was the last thing she heard before she woke up.
Marguerite opened her eyes, she was still in Avalon. She looked at her side and saw Roxton with the most blissful expression he ever had.
Carefully not to wake him up, she got out of his powerful embrace and got up.
"What did that dream meant this time?" she whispered wondering aloud, "Could that mean that I'm.............................."
"Now you talk with yourself?" She heard Roxton's voice in her ear, and felt his arms coming around her by her waist.
"Why? Is it forbidden?"
"No. But you might as well talk to me, whoever heard you, might think you're nuts"
She smiled and turned around. She putted her arms around his neck and kissed him slowly but tenderly.
"I love when you do that." he said
"I'm sure you do." She answered with a smile
"What dream were you talking about?"
"It's nothing, it was just like you said: a dream!"
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
Veronica and Finn were talking when Ned joined them.
"Ned!" Veronica exclaimed, she gave him a brief kiss, "I was here telling Finn something my mother told a while ago. The armies are on the village, we think they'll attack tonight."
"Another battle" he said
"Do you want to talk about it?" Finn asked
"Uh?"
"About what happened yesterday..."
"It was like living my war times, but worse. There I was fighting for my life and yours, when suddenly I looked around: and you know what I saw? Death all around us, and we were out numbered, the last coherent thought I remember having was to help Roxton who was fighting Ickan. The last thing I know we're getting out of there living Ickan dead, I think, on the ground."
"Wow!" Was everything Finn could say
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
Summerlee and Challenger were walking trough the palace trying to find Roxton who wasn't in his room.
"I wander where he is?" Challenger said
"Oh Challenger, your lack of imagination really doesn't surprises me, with who do you think he is?"
"I................................." Then he spotted Roxton coming their way. "Roxton"
"Hey old boy! What is it?" he asked
"I have the gunpowder, but we'll need a new strategy, the leaders are already waiting."
"Alright let's go."
"Wait, where is Marguerite?" Summerlee enquired
"She's in her room, she said she wanted some time alone." Roxton spoke
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
"Lord Roxton" A leader said, "We know they'll attack tonight, this man," He pointed to Challenger, "has the gunpowder, whatever that is, we are ready, but we need a plan of action."
Roxton sighed.
"I think I need to clear things out a bit, so that you can understand the plan. Yesterday as you know we lost the battle in the village, so now our enemy has an incredible vantage point, the only thing that separates him from here is that mile of fields. We're out numbered, and we need to protect this palace at all cost. So here's the thing, I need really good archers."
"My people can do that" Selena stated
"Very well, good people with swords.................."
"Our people can handle that." Roxton's cousin said
"Someone must protect the palace....................."
"We Druids will do that........................"
"Veronica and Malone can stay and help." Challenger suggested
"Good idea, that way Veronica will also be protected by the Druids; after all, she's the next Protector. I also need the best people in agility........................"
"For what?" a leader asked
"I have sort of an idea, we'll attack from three sides, one obviously, from the front, some men will stay hidden on the fields, at my sign they'll attack as well, you see if we have a backup we can get tired at will, but the enemy can't, because we'll have aside from the element of surprise, fresh men willing to die fighting. The other side will be Kartwar's camp itself, that where the agile men or women enter, we can't afford to be seen..............."
"It's a great plan, the Zangas will do that." Assai said
"Thank you, Challenger, you, Finn, and Summerlee will stay behind with the catapults, and me and Marguerite will be fighting, remember that she's our hope if things get really bad for us."
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
"Marguerite?" Summerlee called
She turned and smiled, his company always made her fell good.
"Hi, what are you doing here; I thought you were with Roxton."
"I wanted to talk with a little, is it okay?"
"Of course it's okay." She answered
"Is there something wrong dear, you seem upset................................................"
"No, not upset, it's just that.........................................." she couldn't bring to words all the thoughts that were crossing her mind at the moment.
"Do you want to talk about it?" he enquired
"Well, last night I had this dream...........................You see I fear that my dreams warn me about things, some not quite pleasant, and last time I dreamt.................................that a little boy, so alike Roxton, was telling me that I was pregnant. And I...........................I don't know what to do, if believe in it, or just ignore it."
"Have you reasons to believe in him?"
At this statement she blushed.
"Yes." She murmured
"But if that's true that's wonderful Marguerite." He exclaimed
She looked at him briefly before fixing her look on the ground.
"Is it not, are not happy with the possibility?"
"Well, not exactly, I know that Roxton will be delight, but, if we ever got out of this plateau, my child will be always pointed out as a bastard, and besides I really had a bad experience with children."
"What happened?"
"My little girl was murdered, and I lost the child I was carrying at the time." She said
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry." He said
"It's okay, it in the past, I moved on."
"But may I give you an advice?" he asked
"Sure."
"Wait my dear, until all of this is over, until then, don't fret."
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
They were all gathered around the table for lunch. Roxton had told them his plan and everyone agreed doing their part, but Marguerite was apprehensive.
She wasn't ready, she knew it.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
Moargon entered the camp, she wondered around for a while until she saw him.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
Kartwar was walking trough the camp, he felt as if there was something wrong, but why couldn't he figure out what?
He looked around trying to figure out to where he had wondered, when he saw her. The only woman he could ever love, Dalya, but how could it be, she ran away so many years, he thought her dead.
"Milord!" a soldier called
"What?!"
The soldier bowed quickly surprised by his master sudden harshness. Kartwar looked again but she wasn't there any anymore.
"They are ready."
"Send order to attack as soon as the sun sets."
"Very well."
Kartwar looked once again at the place where he had seen her. Could it be his eyes playing tricks on him?
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
Moargon walked away, the first impact was excellent she had him confused. She needed to act quickly for she heard the conversation, but how to do it without ruining everything?
"Who are you?" Zeilen asked
Moargon looked at her not replaying.
"I asked you a question, answer me! Who are you?! I never saw before in here."
Moargon continued not to answer.
And without knowing why, Zeilen felt afraid. "Stop right now Zeilen, she's nothing." She thought
Moargon smiled.
"Oh, you're afraid!" she said, "Do you know why? Because deep down you know that you should be."
Zeilen laughed. "That's the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard of."
Moargon smiled. "Is it?"
Zeilen stopped.
"If you don't tell me who the Hell you are, I'm afraid I'll have to kill you."
"I am your worst nightmare."
"That's it" Zeilen exclaimed and immediately charged at Moargon.
The two of them battle. Zeilen roars as she attacks Moargon, but Moargon does well and attacks back. She manages to knock Zeilen's legs out from underneath her who falls flat on her back to the ground. She quickly gets up and strikes Moargon with all her might. Moargon swings her wooden spear back at Zeilen with great force. With the swing of her sword, as Moargon spins back, Zeilen cuts her leg. The wound begins to bleed. Moargon stumbles but maintains her balance and charges at Zeilen cutting her arm, causing Zeilen to drop her sword. She recovered soon; she reached for her hidden dagger and charges at Moargon, with the dagger. Moargon ferociously strikes Zeilen with her wooden stick with great force, then butting her head with her elbow. Zeilen strike back with the dagger, giving a serious cut on Moargon's chest, but as soon as she recovers, she grabs hold of Zeilen, with one hand cupping the back of her head, the other forcing the dagger back into Zeilen. All the while, the ex-temple's guardian punches back as she tries relentlessly to fight off Moargon. The prophesier slowly plunges the dagger into Zeilen's throat, deeper and deeper until it can go no further, killing her, this time for real.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
By nightfall the soldiers once again found each other face to face.
It could be in a completely different place, in a completely different time, but there was something that it was different at all, their will to fight and win.
Soon they were charging against each other, Catapults were heard, spears went flying from side to side, killing and hurting, swords cutting human flesh and some screams of pain, could tell that within this battle lies the fate of the world.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
"Where is Zeilen? I've been looking for her for hours.................." Kartwar asked, "You!" He pointed to a young soldier, "Go and find her!"
The soldier went out.
"Leave!" Kartwar said to the other soldiers with him
"Where the Hell could she be?" He wondered aloud when he was alone
"She won't come." He heard a woman's voice and turned to see her again.
"Dalya!"
Moargon smiled.
He hugged her.
"I thought you were dead."
"I am, I came here to tell you you're making a great mistake."
"What?"
"You'll kill your grandson if you don't do anything."
"What are you talking about?" he asked
She told him everything.
"You knew this? And you didn't tell me anything?" he shouted
Suddenly he had a vision: Roxton fighting Gaalad and dying.
"Please stop him!" Moargon pleaded
And with that Kartwar disappeared.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
Back on the battlefield, Avalon was in trouble, some of the soldiers had reached the Palace and were now battling against the Druids for entrance; Roxton punches a soldier twice, before slashing him across the chest with his sword.
Then he sees Gaalad who is charging against him, he defends himself and with agility he stabs him on his chest. He hears another soldier's scream coming from behind. Startled, he turns to see a man, charging towards him with an axe. Quickly he stabs the man on his chest.
Marguerite was also fighting with all her might, but as she stabbed the last soldier, she spotted Roxton and froze there.
Just like in her dream, the same images, the same screams, everything, Gaalad getting up and raising his sword..............................
"JOHN, LOOK OUT!" She screamed as she ran to him, trying so hard to get there in time.
Soon the sound of a blade cutting flesh was heard.
"NO!!!!!!"
To Be Continued
Author's Notes: I know, I know, I really evil. Review please.
Disclaimer: Here we go again, for the last time I don't own them, truthfully I don't, I'm not making any money with this at all, I don't even bother saying to who they own, because those people know.
Summary: The real war is now, who will win? Good or evil?
Author's Notes: Okay once again sorry for not posting sooner, my life has been really agitated, I just founded out that TLW, is going up on air on April 5th, and I don't know about your countries, but in mine TLW was over for real, until a new Season. So I'm really HAPPY!!!! (I pray that the episodes are from the first Season) I need to explain something to you guys: Here's how it's gonna be for the next chapters, there's only two left aside from this one, the 29th chapter and an epilogue, so those I'll post at the same time. After that I'll appreciate help for a beta reader process............... Okay after this story ends, it will not take much time for me to post another story, so if you really like my work, please don't fret. I'm building a website both in English and in Portuguese, it's a work still in progress, but I hope that next time I post a new chapter I'll be able to tell the address. Thank you so much for your support:
Rinoa, now you're being pessimistic. I'm glad you enjoy reading it.
TheChosenOne3, not "The Lord of the Rings", I inspired myself on the movie Gladiator. I too loved that trick on that guy. Thank you so much for the compliment. But WHERE IS THAT QUOTE??!
Pandagal, thank you once again for reading and most of all appreciate
JessieGirl, thank you soo much! LOL, that was just the beginning.
Angel LeeAnn, what do you want? It's true I admit I'm terrible with maths. ( But their not that "poor", but you're right though when you say that 22 chapters wouldn't be enough.
Lady F, now you're someone who hadn't reviewed a long time ago, but thanks for the support.
Dreama, LOL, like you told me before: you always say the same thing.................. But you know what: I like what you say so it doesn't matter.
The War II
Abigail was in the beautiful gardens of the palace. She was wandering if after all of this, they would still seem beautiful to her, knowing that possibly blood was to be shed there............... Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone coming near her.
"Protector, Kartwar has sent almost all of his men to the village, Gaalad is leading them, replacing Ickan." An Avatar said
"So this is it, it has begun....................." Abigail whispered to herself
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
She was dreaming once again, but this time it was strange, she was not in Avalon, but in the treehouse.
She walked along the house until she entered her room and spotted a little boy.
"Who are you? What are you doing in here?"
"I'm Richard William." The boy answered, "Your son."
"What?"
Marguerite started to see everything blurred.
"You're pregnant." The boy's voice was the last thing she heard before she woke up.
Marguerite opened her eyes, she was still in Avalon. She looked at her side and saw Roxton with the most blissful expression he ever had.
Carefully not to wake him up, she got out of his powerful embrace and got up.
"What did that dream meant this time?" she whispered wondering aloud, "Could that mean that I'm.............................."
"Now you talk with yourself?" She heard Roxton's voice in her ear, and felt his arms coming around her by her waist.
"Why? Is it forbidden?"
"No. But you might as well talk to me, whoever heard you, might think you're nuts"
She smiled and turned around. She putted her arms around his neck and kissed him slowly but tenderly.
"I love when you do that." he said
"I'm sure you do." She answered with a smile
"What dream were you talking about?"
"It's nothing, it was just like you said: a dream!"
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
Veronica and Finn were talking when Ned joined them.
"Ned!" Veronica exclaimed, she gave him a brief kiss, "I was here telling Finn something my mother told a while ago. The armies are on the village, we think they'll attack tonight."
"Another battle" he said
"Do you want to talk about it?" Finn asked
"Uh?"
"About what happened yesterday..."
"It was like living my war times, but worse. There I was fighting for my life and yours, when suddenly I looked around: and you know what I saw? Death all around us, and we were out numbered, the last coherent thought I remember having was to help Roxton who was fighting Ickan. The last thing I know we're getting out of there living Ickan dead, I think, on the ground."
"Wow!" Was everything Finn could say
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
Summerlee and Challenger were walking trough the palace trying to find Roxton who wasn't in his room.
"I wander where he is?" Challenger said
"Oh Challenger, your lack of imagination really doesn't surprises me, with who do you think he is?"
"I................................." Then he spotted Roxton coming their way. "Roxton"
"Hey old boy! What is it?" he asked
"I have the gunpowder, but we'll need a new strategy, the leaders are already waiting."
"Alright let's go."
"Wait, where is Marguerite?" Summerlee enquired
"She's in her room, she said she wanted some time alone." Roxton spoke
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
"Lord Roxton" A leader said, "We know they'll attack tonight, this man," He pointed to Challenger, "has the gunpowder, whatever that is, we are ready, but we need a plan of action."
Roxton sighed.
"I think I need to clear things out a bit, so that you can understand the plan. Yesterday as you know we lost the battle in the village, so now our enemy has an incredible vantage point, the only thing that separates him from here is that mile of fields. We're out numbered, and we need to protect this palace at all cost. So here's the thing, I need really good archers."
"My people can do that" Selena stated
"Very well, good people with swords.................."
"Our people can handle that." Roxton's cousin said
"Someone must protect the palace....................."
"We Druids will do that........................"
"Veronica and Malone can stay and help." Challenger suggested
"Good idea, that way Veronica will also be protected by the Druids; after all, she's the next Protector. I also need the best people in agility........................"
"For what?" a leader asked
"I have sort of an idea, we'll attack from three sides, one obviously, from the front, some men will stay hidden on the fields, at my sign they'll attack as well, you see if we have a backup we can get tired at will, but the enemy can't, because we'll have aside from the element of surprise, fresh men willing to die fighting. The other side will be Kartwar's camp itself, that where the agile men or women enter, we can't afford to be seen..............."
"It's a great plan, the Zangas will do that." Assai said
"Thank you, Challenger, you, Finn, and Summerlee will stay behind with the catapults, and me and Marguerite will be fighting, remember that she's our hope if things get really bad for us."
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
"Marguerite?" Summerlee called
She turned and smiled, his company always made her fell good.
"Hi, what are you doing here; I thought you were with Roxton."
"I wanted to talk with a little, is it okay?"
"Of course it's okay." She answered
"Is there something wrong dear, you seem upset................................................"
"No, not upset, it's just that.........................................." she couldn't bring to words all the thoughts that were crossing her mind at the moment.
"Do you want to talk about it?" he enquired
"Well, last night I had this dream...........................You see I fear that my dreams warn me about things, some not quite pleasant, and last time I dreamt.................................that a little boy, so alike Roxton, was telling me that I was pregnant. And I...........................I don't know what to do, if believe in it, or just ignore it."
"Have you reasons to believe in him?"
At this statement she blushed.
"Yes." She murmured
"But if that's true that's wonderful Marguerite." He exclaimed
She looked at him briefly before fixing her look on the ground.
"Is it not, are not happy with the possibility?"
"Well, not exactly, I know that Roxton will be delight, but, if we ever got out of this plateau, my child will be always pointed out as a bastard, and besides I really had a bad experience with children."
"What happened?"
"My little girl was murdered, and I lost the child I was carrying at the time." She said
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry." He said
"It's okay, it in the past, I moved on."
"But may I give you an advice?" he asked
"Sure."
"Wait my dear, until all of this is over, until then, don't fret."
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
They were all gathered around the table for lunch. Roxton had told them his plan and everyone agreed doing their part, but Marguerite was apprehensive.
She wasn't ready, she knew it.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
Moargon entered the camp, she wondered around for a while until she saw him.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
Kartwar was walking trough the camp, he felt as if there was something wrong, but why couldn't he figure out what?
He looked around trying to figure out to where he had wondered, when he saw her. The only woman he could ever love, Dalya, but how could it be, she ran away so many years, he thought her dead.
"Milord!" a soldier called
"What?!"
The soldier bowed quickly surprised by his master sudden harshness. Kartwar looked again but she wasn't there any anymore.
"They are ready."
"Send order to attack as soon as the sun sets."
"Very well."
Kartwar looked once again at the place where he had seen her. Could it be his eyes playing tricks on him?
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
Moargon walked away, the first impact was excellent she had him confused. She needed to act quickly for she heard the conversation, but how to do it without ruining everything?
"Who are you?" Zeilen asked
Moargon looked at her not replaying.
"I asked you a question, answer me! Who are you?! I never saw before in here."
Moargon continued not to answer.
And without knowing why, Zeilen felt afraid. "Stop right now Zeilen, she's nothing." She thought
Moargon smiled.
"Oh, you're afraid!" she said, "Do you know why? Because deep down you know that you should be."
Zeilen laughed. "That's the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard of."
Moargon smiled. "Is it?"
Zeilen stopped.
"If you don't tell me who the Hell you are, I'm afraid I'll have to kill you."
"I am your worst nightmare."
"That's it" Zeilen exclaimed and immediately charged at Moargon.
The two of them battle. Zeilen roars as she attacks Moargon, but Moargon does well and attacks back. She manages to knock Zeilen's legs out from underneath her who falls flat on her back to the ground. She quickly gets up and strikes Moargon with all her might. Moargon swings her wooden spear back at Zeilen with great force. With the swing of her sword, as Moargon spins back, Zeilen cuts her leg. The wound begins to bleed. Moargon stumbles but maintains her balance and charges at Zeilen cutting her arm, causing Zeilen to drop her sword. She recovered soon; she reached for her hidden dagger and charges at Moargon, with the dagger. Moargon ferociously strikes Zeilen with her wooden stick with great force, then butting her head with her elbow. Zeilen strike back with the dagger, giving a serious cut on Moargon's chest, but as soon as she recovers, she grabs hold of Zeilen, with one hand cupping the back of her head, the other forcing the dagger back into Zeilen. All the while, the ex-temple's guardian punches back as she tries relentlessly to fight off Moargon. The prophesier slowly plunges the dagger into Zeilen's throat, deeper and deeper until it can go no further, killing her, this time for real.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
By nightfall the soldiers once again found each other face to face.
It could be in a completely different place, in a completely different time, but there was something that it was different at all, their will to fight and win.
Soon they were charging against each other, Catapults were heard, spears went flying from side to side, killing and hurting, swords cutting human flesh and some screams of pain, could tell that within this battle lies the fate of the world.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
"Where is Zeilen? I've been looking for her for hours.................." Kartwar asked, "You!" He pointed to a young soldier, "Go and find her!"
The soldier went out.
"Leave!" Kartwar said to the other soldiers with him
"Where the Hell could she be?" He wondered aloud when he was alone
"She won't come." He heard a woman's voice and turned to see her again.
"Dalya!"
Moargon smiled.
He hugged her.
"I thought you were dead."
"I am, I came here to tell you you're making a great mistake."
"What?"
"You'll kill your grandson if you don't do anything."
"What are you talking about?" he asked
She told him everything.
"You knew this? And you didn't tell me anything?" he shouted
Suddenly he had a vision: Roxton fighting Gaalad and dying.
"Please stop him!" Moargon pleaded
And with that Kartwar disappeared.
.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................................................................................................
Back on the battlefield, Avalon was in trouble, some of the soldiers had reached the Palace and were now battling against the Druids for entrance; Roxton punches a soldier twice, before slashing him across the chest with his sword.
Then he sees Gaalad who is charging against him, he defends himself and with agility he stabs him on his chest. He hears another soldier's scream coming from behind. Startled, he turns to see a man, charging towards him with an axe. Quickly he stabs the man on his chest.
Marguerite was also fighting with all her might, but as she stabbed the last soldier, she spotted Roxton and froze there.
Just like in her dream, the same images, the same screams, everything, Gaalad getting up and raising his sword..............................
"JOHN, LOOK OUT!" She screamed as she ran to him, trying so hard to get there in time.
Soon the sound of a blade cutting flesh was heard.
"NO!!!!!!"
To Be Continued
Author's Notes: I know, I know, I really evil. Review please.