A/N: People like my story uh huh uh huh ! Go SS it's your bir'day, we gonna
party like it's your bir'day!!! SORRY!!!!!! I know it's
SilentTrainConductor SORRY!!! Yeah I'm so happy!!!!!! Thanx Brunette for
great review!! I like your stuff!!! ( and don't worry O'Connell will get
what's coming to him, MWHAHAHAHAHA!!!)
PS: can u guys do me a favour and review "Family Issues" by MYSTERIOUS FAERIE? She is my best mate and no one has reviewed her story, THANX!!!
Ryelle stood there waiting. What was meant to happen? How would she know that her task was complete? And if it wasn't, would she have to face the wrath of the elders for nothing? Why had she been asked to do this?
A wave of sadness washed over her, as she sank onto her knees. She could feel nothing in the air around her. Nothing that resembled new life. Either it hadn't worked, or maybe they were gone..... Her senses, her powers, her gifts, all gone. The breaking of the code had been the breaking of her... she was undone.
A tear trickled down from Ryelle's green eye, and two Mejia guards grabbed her strongly by the arms. An elderly Mejia climbed down off his horse, and ran his fingers through her long black hair.
"It is a shame that now you will die for nothing Ryelle. I had such great plans for you. At least grant me one wish before we kill you, and tell me why you brought this upon yourself?"
"I, I....." but before she could finish her sentence, a sharp pain stabbed Ryelle in the heart.
This pain was not the knife that the elder wielded, nor was it familiar to those she had had in the past. It surged through her system, a hot burning energy which rode through her veins. Her tears faded away to laughter. It had worked!
She stood up. The elders, taken aback by this action, stepped away. Her joyous, but maniacal, laughter rang across the sands. All of a sudden the ground started to shake, and the sand to move.
At the entrance to the tombs below there came a low moan. Like a bear waking up from hibernation. Everyone fled, apart from Ryelle. Although terrified of what she may of done, she was curious to see. This man or trapped soul, must have been important for the Gods to send her to him. Indeed she had never heard of events such as this before. Perhaps he had some unfinished business to take care of...
Ryelle's thoughts were stopped mid-sentence as she reached the entrance. What she saw both shocked and fascinated her. A corpse stood there, bitten, mouldy and reeking of death. A smell she knew only to well... He lunged towards her, resisting the urge to scream Ryelle caught him before he fell, and stared at his eyeless sockets. He would need regenerating, unfortunately the only available life source around was hers.
Ryelle did not relish the idea of locking lips with this walking wreck, but it had to be done. She closed her eyes, tried to think of something happy, and kissed him.
What happened next was a blur. All that Ryelle could remember was that when their lips parted, there was a fairly attractive man in her arms instead of a decaying corpse.
A man who simply said, "First kiss huh? I've had worse,"
With that Ryelle dropped him like a hot poker and stormed off. She was not having some dead guy she had risked her life for, criticize her kissing technique. Like she was trying! Per-lease! And what's it to him if it was her first kiss? Huh? ooh! MEN!!!
PS: can u guys do me a favour and review "Family Issues" by MYSTERIOUS FAERIE? She is my best mate and no one has reviewed her story, THANX!!!
Ryelle stood there waiting. What was meant to happen? How would she know that her task was complete? And if it wasn't, would she have to face the wrath of the elders for nothing? Why had she been asked to do this?
A wave of sadness washed over her, as she sank onto her knees. She could feel nothing in the air around her. Nothing that resembled new life. Either it hadn't worked, or maybe they were gone..... Her senses, her powers, her gifts, all gone. The breaking of the code had been the breaking of her... she was undone.
A tear trickled down from Ryelle's green eye, and two Mejia guards grabbed her strongly by the arms. An elderly Mejia climbed down off his horse, and ran his fingers through her long black hair.
"It is a shame that now you will die for nothing Ryelle. I had such great plans for you. At least grant me one wish before we kill you, and tell me why you brought this upon yourself?"
"I, I....." but before she could finish her sentence, a sharp pain stabbed Ryelle in the heart.
This pain was not the knife that the elder wielded, nor was it familiar to those she had had in the past. It surged through her system, a hot burning energy which rode through her veins. Her tears faded away to laughter. It had worked!
She stood up. The elders, taken aback by this action, stepped away. Her joyous, but maniacal, laughter rang across the sands. All of a sudden the ground started to shake, and the sand to move.
At the entrance to the tombs below there came a low moan. Like a bear waking up from hibernation. Everyone fled, apart from Ryelle. Although terrified of what she may of done, she was curious to see. This man or trapped soul, must have been important for the Gods to send her to him. Indeed she had never heard of events such as this before. Perhaps he had some unfinished business to take care of...
Ryelle's thoughts were stopped mid-sentence as she reached the entrance. What she saw both shocked and fascinated her. A corpse stood there, bitten, mouldy and reeking of death. A smell she knew only to well... He lunged towards her, resisting the urge to scream Ryelle caught him before he fell, and stared at his eyeless sockets. He would need regenerating, unfortunately the only available life source around was hers.
Ryelle did not relish the idea of locking lips with this walking wreck, but it had to be done. She closed her eyes, tried to think of something happy, and kissed him.
What happened next was a blur. All that Ryelle could remember was that when their lips parted, there was a fairly attractive man in her arms instead of a decaying corpse.
A man who simply said, "First kiss huh? I've had worse,"
With that Ryelle dropped him like a hot poker and stormed off. She was not having some dead guy she had risked her life for, criticize her kissing technique. Like she was trying! Per-lease! And what's it to him if it was her first kiss? Huh? ooh! MEN!!!