A/N: *is almost afraid to post anything since it's been so
long* ^^'' well, hello everybody… betcha forgot about lil ol' me, huh?
Eh-heh-heh…^-^'' well, I have an excuse… sort of… I've been working on a couple
original stories that kinda… fell through after I put a lot of effort into
them, and kinda forgot about this fic ^^'' plz don't hurt me! I'll try not to
do it again! *dodges sharp objects aimed at head* …well I'm sure you're all
probably sick of hearing me yap, so, here's chapter… uhh… *has forgotten what
chapter this is* the next chapter! ^-^''
**** 3rd person ****
Jade, upon reaching the safety of the lookout, collapsed
with a most paranoid glance.
"Too… many… bugs…"
She shivered, trying to shut the thought out of her mind, then glanced
nervously behind her to make sure the rope had held and no creepy arachnids
were pursuing her.
Reassuring herself that danger was
behind her, she stood up and set to work. Her task was simple enough; to
collect items and gill in the area. Satisfied with her progress, Jade
reluctantly decided it was time to make her return trip to the village, knowing
all too well what creatures awaited her.
**** Jade's P.O.V ****
After sitting a while, I decided I might as well head back,
although I wasn't exactly excited by the prospect. I made sure the high potion
was secure in my pack and stood up.
I heard something then, a twig snap, or something; but whatever it was, I had a
bad feeling. I reached slowly down to my dagger, and my fingers barely toughed
the handle when I heard the cold sound of sliding metal… a sword had been drawn
against me.
"Don't move."
My hand stopped cold, along with my
blood; I'd never heard words spoken in such an icy tone.
"Drop your dagger."
I didn't know who this guy was, but I didn't really care; no one talks to me like that, especially some character in a game! … But then again, it was pretty weird; I had beaten the game five times… and I couldn't remember anything like this happening.
"I said drop your
dagger."
Whoever this guy was, he was really
starting to piss me off.
"I heard you just fine," I replied
matter-of-factly, " but I thought you told me not to move."
I regretted the words as soon as I said
them, especially when an instant later, I felt cold metal pressed against my
neck; me and my big mouth!
"Very funny miss, now drop it."
I would have nodded or otherwise
responded if the pressure of the blade wouldn't have slit my neck. Yet I was still
able to throw the dagger to the ground.
"Now let's get
moving."
He leaned over and grasped my dagger,
then shoved me forward. His blade left my throat long enough for me to spit
out, "Who are you, and what do you want with me!?"
I was amazed at how stupidly testy I
was being, especially considering my current situation.
I instantly felt the blade pressed once
again to my skin; felt the full pressure of the sword as it cut into my. It
wasn't deep, certainly not fatal, but I could feel blood stream down my neck.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and I screamed. He held me fast, although I wasn't
stupid enough to try and run, and I finally got a chance to look into his eyes.
They were an icy blue, and seemed to hold no life in them. The rest of his face
was overshadowed by the hood he wore, but it couldn't cover those eyes; those
eyes that could pierce through any darkness. I tried desperately to turn away.
"My name," he began, "is none of your concern, however, as to our
destination, lets just say, you're going home."
I didn't understand his words, and had
no time to comprehend them. My head spun, and my body felt like it was on fire.
I now became fully aware of the gash on my neck, and gasped. My vision blurred,
then faded, and I was left with nothing… nothing but an expanse of nothingness.
A/N: Ohh, dramatic… this is pretty unlike me to go so drama-ey in a humor fic, but oh well! It's gotta have some depth to it, right? Anyway, please R&R, I'm working on the next chapter already, so don't expect to wait long on this one! Again, many sorrys for this being soo late! Well, I got stuff to write! Plz Review!