WOW I LOVE YOU GUYS~~!!!! ^_-,, ah theres some thing in my eye.ga..it's
all better now! Sorry I haven't been able to update.I was severly
contemplating wether or not to write it the way I originally had it or
not.because it's sooo very very very sad and waa, I even didn't like the
mid section I wrote, I was soo sad after I wrote this, but I guess it's
sorta natural after you get into the plot and character, you view things
from her view if you take a little walk in her shoes.but after long self
afflicted complications, I decided to write it the way I intended it to
be...Please don't hate me,wa! And please forgive me!!! Oh yeah to my
WONDERFUL REVIEWERS!!!!! I LOVE YOU SOO MUCH!!!!
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Alc Fluteo: Hey! Thanks for your review! Lol in a way I'm your #1 fan
and your mine! Yaay * hands Sideswipe plushie * Lol Unicron and popups
must die! Waa! ATTACK!!
Celeste: Cool thanks for your review! And I'm glad you like it!
Pivot: yaay! Thank you! I'm glad you love my story and the pace of it all! Yeah, it's cool! Waa.hehehe..we must start our joint fictions once you get all settled in okay.hehehe..give every one something to fear..mwahahaha!
Maniac: YAAAAY! You like my story too! Wow I feel soo loved! Yaay! Sorry it took soo long!
Moonwalker: Yay Thankyou! You like, reviewed all of my chapters! I'm glad you like my writing style! Cool thanks I'm soo glad you feel like your actually in the story, that was sorta the effect I was going for! Yaaay! Thank you thank you! I love you guys soo much! Gomen this chappie is soo late!!!
PrincessOfWildfire: Cool, thanks! I'm glad you like my story too! I like yours aswell! ^-^ Sorry it took soo long to update! ^-^; Yeah, I tried a different reaction approach for Kolata! Lol for some weird strange reason.when I made up her name it made me think of coffee, like a mocha latte or something..hmmm..lol oh well! On to the story!
Thank you all! I hope you Enjoy and Review! Oh I do not own TF, but I own, Kolata, Marcuss, Dr. Venburg, and my HOPEFULLY soon mystery character!!! (oooo awww) Onward to battle! Lol enjoy and R&R! ~Zeheria
~Accident
~I'm not afraid.. ****************************************
They were searching for the cabin! They had to get back to erase or partially erase all evidence of their existence in that cabin! Marcuss quietly drove through the woods on a small trail. The old cabin came into view, Marcuss and Kolata jumped out of the truck and ran for the cabin and entered it through the back door. Marcuss rushed as fast as he could to get all of the things as Kolata played 'look out'. Marcuss grabbed all of Kolata's cloths and shoved them into the duffle bag and re-zipped it. Marcuss sadly frowned and then looked to the girl standing at the window, silhouetted by the evening light. The light shone from her hazel hair giving her the look of an aura, as if she were the twilight's angel.
She was so lost and innocent, so alone in her own mind, she had no memorable past, and she didn't have any idea of her own future, just a small ripple in the ocean of vast life and time. He tried as much as he could, and owed it to himself and others, who knew her 'parents'. "Kolata." he said in a hushed voice. Kolata turned to look at Marcuss standing in the shadows holding the duffle bag. "Yes?" She asked, looking toward him with a bit of confusion. "Take this duffle bag; I put your stuff in it as well. Don't open it unless you need to, like if your lonely or something..I want you to go ahead of me, there is an old dirt bike in the brush behind the cabin.about ten feet from the truck. Go ahead of me and try to get to the city." He said stepping into the light.
The sadness was visible on his face. "But..." She started as she walked toward him. "No, go ahead of me..it was your 'parents' and our wishes to get you away from them." He said looking up to her. Kolata backed up a step and brought her hand to her heart when it jumped. "My.My parents?" she asked startled. "Yes, in a way they were your parents I suppose, but go, go now; you need to get out of here." He said as he put the duffle bag over her head, and on her shoulder. He hugged her and then told her to leave.
Kolata nodded, somewhat on the brink of tears and ran out the back door to the old dirt bike. She scrambled through the brush and found a partially rusty dirt bike; it was in good condition if you didn't count the paint job. She started the dirt bike and hopped on, it had enough gas to get her to the other side of the mountain top. She drove through the thin underbrush of the woods toward her destination. But she couldn't help to think, that all of this was tied together in some weird way of destiny and fate that was cruelly brought together.
Marcuss heard the dirt bike drive off, the buzzing getting further and further away until he could no longer hear it. He then he heard the vans getting closer.
~~ Kolata sped through the woods as fast as she could, the incline getting steeper and steeper and the air getting thicker as she went up. She trusted Marcuss, so she listened to him when he told her to 'get away, get as far away as possible'. She was driving top speed for fifteen minutes strait; she was nearing the top of the mountain at incredible speed. On a mound below the mountain she was on, she saw helicopter search light. She skidded to a stop and looked on, the light neared the cabin as several vans and a few cars pulled up. Ropes dropped from the helicopter, which was hovering over the cabin, and soon they were infiltrating the cabin. Marcuss was out right!? She searched the scene, for the old pick up truck..she felt her mouth open as if to gasp.Marcuss was still inside.
Kolata couldn't turn her back on this, she watched with intense horror as they drug Marcuss out unwillingly.
~~ A man with dark brown hair and a beard, known as Dr.Venburg, walked up to Marcuss and punched him in the gut, while two men held his arms. Marcuss doubled over in pain, as Dr. Venburg took another shot at him and kicked him all of the way to the ground. Pulling out a gun, he shot Marcuss in the leg. Marcuss howled in pain, even Kolata could hear it from the distance. Dr. Venburg loomed over Marcuss and aimed the gun at his head and laughed. Marcuss screamed, but not out of fear but a warning. "RUN KOLATA!!" Then Dr. Venburg glanced down at Marcuss and pulled the trigger, ending Marcuss' last breath of life.
The vans backed up out of range as they drug Marcuss' dead body back into the cabin, and then upon command they lit the cabin aflame.
~~Kolata wanted to runback and help Marcuss. She felt the tears freely falling from her unblinking eyes, as she became short of breath. Something in her had broken, and she didn't know this feeling, it was almost like her cheat hurt with an unbearable and untouchable pain. She could feel her blood pulsing through her veins and her head pounded as her tears streamed like unrelenting rivers. She then allowed one thought to enter her mind..she would avenge him, but there were so many now, she held back her screaming with sobs and hyperventilated as she watched the light of the flame flicker on the evil Dr. Venburgs' face.
He her only friend, who did so much for her, who did so much to save her, even with his last breath.gone. Human life was so short and if decided could end at any time. If she went to them or gave up, then Marcuss' sacrifice would have been out of vain, it would disappoint him so much, all of his doing would of meant nothing. Kolata fought her rage down as she quietly started the bike and rushed for the top of the mountain. She made it over the top, choking on tears and wiping her eyes. The bike died, so she abandoned it and ran, she ran until she could run no more, her vision blurred by her tears, and her legs weak from her blood pulsing violently from lack of oxygen from her sobs.
Soon she ended up on the side of a road and sat down for a moment. On her second day of freedom, she had already lost so much, was it all really worth it? Would everything go on and on to good to bad, from wonderful to heart breaking disappointment? Was this life? Was it worth it if lives were lost and everything went wrong? Suddenly lights approached her; first she jumped and thought they'd caught up. Instead it was a woman in a sleek sports car that pulled up beside her. "Hey hon, are you okay?" She asked. "I'm Medoly, do you need a lift?" The woman asked. "I'm fine..I'm just lost..yes..are you going past the mountain." Kolata asked shyly. The woman smiled a pleasant smile. "Why yes I am, hop in." Kolata nodded and smiled past the drying tears.
"Thank you, I am Kolata Ugsoa." Kolata said with a small smile as she climbed into the passenger side, clutching her duffle bag. Soon Kolata's tears were completely dry and the ride was long and silent. Finally the woman turned to Kolata. "So.uh.do you want to listen to some music?" Medoly asked. "Yes please." Kolata said, anything to relieve the silence and the constant thrumming of her mind. Medoly clicked on the radio and surfed a few channels, well the ones that came in through the mountains. She finally found a station, and currently it was playing a rock song. Kolata listened. --*-- I'm not afraid of standin' still I'm just afraid of bein' bord I'm not afraid of speakin my mind Just afraid of bein' ignored I'm not afraid of feeling and I'm not afraid of trying, I'm just afraid of loosing and I am afraid of dying. *without you yes I do and I hope you do too, without you yes I do, without you yes I do, I hope you do too, without you yes I. . * I'm not afraid of being sick, I'm more afraid of bein' well I'm not afraid to put the gun in my hand I'm just afraid it'll hurt like, hurt like hell. I'm not afraid of screaming and I'm not afraid of crying. I'm just afraid of forgetting and I am afraid of dieing. *without you yes I do and I hope you do too, without you yes I do, without you yes I do, I hope you do too, without you yes I. . * I'm not afraid of lookin' ugly I couldn't care what they say. I'm not afraid of happy endings I'm just afraid my life won't work that way. I'm not afraid of forgiveness, I will tell you everything. I'm not afraid of lieing But I am afraid of dieing. *without you yes I do and I hope you do too, without you yes I do, without you yes I do, I hope you do too, without you yes I. . Without you all I do is sit and thing about you, with out you yes I..* --*--
Marcuss..was he afraid of death, he wasn't afraid to put the gun in his hand, well giving himself up any way. He didn't care what happened only as long as she got out. Marcuss..wasn't afraid of much, only afraid for Kolata's well being. She herself, wasn't afraid of much, but her past, her future, her present..she would never forget, and if the time came, so be it, she would no longer fear anything.including death..that she promised herself.
Kolata gazed out the window as several other songs played, soon the dawn was approaching and they had reached the bottom of the mountain. Medoly stopped in at an inn, and ordered them a room. They talked and Medoly became a friend.but when Kolata had last made a friend.the friendship, decided by others, wasn't allowed to last for long. Kolata couldn't endanger any one else. As soon as Medoly fell asleep that night, Kolata left the inn, but left Medoly a note, explaining almost everything, Medoly could help if she chose too, because Medoly was a reporter.. Kolata caught a ride with a nice family and then politely asked them to drop her off at the edge of the woods. She thanked them, and went on her way. ************************************************ : Sob : :Cry!: It's soooo sad! But it explains my beginning a bit better and connects a lot of my future events and stuff! Waaaa ..,~_~,.. it's soo sad! Don't hate me, but I'll make the next chappie good, some how. So please just stick with me! Waa! I am soo mad at me! Noo! I made that dude up and he was so cool and then I killed him! Waaa~~ He pulled a Starscream.sorta! Well please review! Bye for now :sniff sniff..: I need a hug..waa I can't believe I did that! Until later! :sniff sniff.: ~Zeheria
Celeste: Cool thanks for your review! And I'm glad you like it!
Pivot: yaay! Thank you! I'm glad you love my story and the pace of it all! Yeah, it's cool! Waa.hehehe..we must start our joint fictions once you get all settled in okay.hehehe..give every one something to fear..mwahahaha!
Maniac: YAAAAY! You like my story too! Wow I feel soo loved! Yaay! Sorry it took soo long!
Moonwalker: Yay Thankyou! You like, reviewed all of my chapters! I'm glad you like my writing style! Cool thanks I'm soo glad you feel like your actually in the story, that was sorta the effect I was going for! Yaaay! Thank you thank you! I love you guys soo much! Gomen this chappie is soo late!!!
PrincessOfWildfire: Cool, thanks! I'm glad you like my story too! I like yours aswell! ^-^ Sorry it took soo long to update! ^-^; Yeah, I tried a different reaction approach for Kolata! Lol for some weird strange reason.when I made up her name it made me think of coffee, like a mocha latte or something..hmmm..lol oh well! On to the story!
Thank you all! I hope you Enjoy and Review! Oh I do not own TF, but I own, Kolata, Marcuss, Dr. Venburg, and my HOPEFULLY soon mystery character!!! (oooo awww) Onward to battle! Lol enjoy and R&R! ~Zeheria
~Accident
~I'm not afraid.. ****************************************
They were searching for the cabin! They had to get back to erase or partially erase all evidence of their existence in that cabin! Marcuss quietly drove through the woods on a small trail. The old cabin came into view, Marcuss and Kolata jumped out of the truck and ran for the cabin and entered it through the back door. Marcuss rushed as fast as he could to get all of the things as Kolata played 'look out'. Marcuss grabbed all of Kolata's cloths and shoved them into the duffle bag and re-zipped it. Marcuss sadly frowned and then looked to the girl standing at the window, silhouetted by the evening light. The light shone from her hazel hair giving her the look of an aura, as if she were the twilight's angel.
She was so lost and innocent, so alone in her own mind, she had no memorable past, and she didn't have any idea of her own future, just a small ripple in the ocean of vast life and time. He tried as much as he could, and owed it to himself and others, who knew her 'parents'. "Kolata." he said in a hushed voice. Kolata turned to look at Marcuss standing in the shadows holding the duffle bag. "Yes?" She asked, looking toward him with a bit of confusion. "Take this duffle bag; I put your stuff in it as well. Don't open it unless you need to, like if your lonely or something..I want you to go ahead of me, there is an old dirt bike in the brush behind the cabin.about ten feet from the truck. Go ahead of me and try to get to the city." He said stepping into the light.
The sadness was visible on his face. "But..." She started as she walked toward him. "No, go ahead of me..it was your 'parents' and our wishes to get you away from them." He said looking up to her. Kolata backed up a step and brought her hand to her heart when it jumped. "My.My parents?" she asked startled. "Yes, in a way they were your parents I suppose, but go, go now; you need to get out of here." He said as he put the duffle bag over her head, and on her shoulder. He hugged her and then told her to leave.
Kolata nodded, somewhat on the brink of tears and ran out the back door to the old dirt bike. She scrambled through the brush and found a partially rusty dirt bike; it was in good condition if you didn't count the paint job. She started the dirt bike and hopped on, it had enough gas to get her to the other side of the mountain top. She drove through the thin underbrush of the woods toward her destination. But she couldn't help to think, that all of this was tied together in some weird way of destiny and fate that was cruelly brought together.
Marcuss heard the dirt bike drive off, the buzzing getting further and further away until he could no longer hear it. He then he heard the vans getting closer.
~~ Kolata sped through the woods as fast as she could, the incline getting steeper and steeper and the air getting thicker as she went up. She trusted Marcuss, so she listened to him when he told her to 'get away, get as far away as possible'. She was driving top speed for fifteen minutes strait; she was nearing the top of the mountain at incredible speed. On a mound below the mountain she was on, she saw helicopter search light. She skidded to a stop and looked on, the light neared the cabin as several vans and a few cars pulled up. Ropes dropped from the helicopter, which was hovering over the cabin, and soon they were infiltrating the cabin. Marcuss was out right!? She searched the scene, for the old pick up truck..she felt her mouth open as if to gasp.Marcuss was still inside.
Kolata couldn't turn her back on this, she watched with intense horror as they drug Marcuss out unwillingly.
~~ A man with dark brown hair and a beard, known as Dr.Venburg, walked up to Marcuss and punched him in the gut, while two men held his arms. Marcuss doubled over in pain, as Dr. Venburg took another shot at him and kicked him all of the way to the ground. Pulling out a gun, he shot Marcuss in the leg. Marcuss howled in pain, even Kolata could hear it from the distance. Dr. Venburg loomed over Marcuss and aimed the gun at his head and laughed. Marcuss screamed, but not out of fear but a warning. "RUN KOLATA!!" Then Dr. Venburg glanced down at Marcuss and pulled the trigger, ending Marcuss' last breath of life.
The vans backed up out of range as they drug Marcuss' dead body back into the cabin, and then upon command they lit the cabin aflame.
~~Kolata wanted to runback and help Marcuss. She felt the tears freely falling from her unblinking eyes, as she became short of breath. Something in her had broken, and she didn't know this feeling, it was almost like her cheat hurt with an unbearable and untouchable pain. She could feel her blood pulsing through her veins and her head pounded as her tears streamed like unrelenting rivers. She then allowed one thought to enter her mind..she would avenge him, but there were so many now, she held back her screaming with sobs and hyperventilated as she watched the light of the flame flicker on the evil Dr. Venburgs' face.
He her only friend, who did so much for her, who did so much to save her, even with his last breath.gone. Human life was so short and if decided could end at any time. If she went to them or gave up, then Marcuss' sacrifice would have been out of vain, it would disappoint him so much, all of his doing would of meant nothing. Kolata fought her rage down as she quietly started the bike and rushed for the top of the mountain. She made it over the top, choking on tears and wiping her eyes. The bike died, so she abandoned it and ran, she ran until she could run no more, her vision blurred by her tears, and her legs weak from her blood pulsing violently from lack of oxygen from her sobs.
Soon she ended up on the side of a road and sat down for a moment. On her second day of freedom, she had already lost so much, was it all really worth it? Would everything go on and on to good to bad, from wonderful to heart breaking disappointment? Was this life? Was it worth it if lives were lost and everything went wrong? Suddenly lights approached her; first she jumped and thought they'd caught up. Instead it was a woman in a sleek sports car that pulled up beside her. "Hey hon, are you okay?" She asked. "I'm Medoly, do you need a lift?" The woman asked. "I'm fine..I'm just lost..yes..are you going past the mountain." Kolata asked shyly. The woman smiled a pleasant smile. "Why yes I am, hop in." Kolata nodded and smiled past the drying tears.
"Thank you, I am Kolata Ugsoa." Kolata said with a small smile as she climbed into the passenger side, clutching her duffle bag. Soon Kolata's tears were completely dry and the ride was long and silent. Finally the woman turned to Kolata. "So.uh.do you want to listen to some music?" Medoly asked. "Yes please." Kolata said, anything to relieve the silence and the constant thrumming of her mind. Medoly clicked on the radio and surfed a few channels, well the ones that came in through the mountains. She finally found a station, and currently it was playing a rock song. Kolata listened. --*-- I'm not afraid of standin' still I'm just afraid of bein' bord I'm not afraid of speakin my mind Just afraid of bein' ignored I'm not afraid of feeling and I'm not afraid of trying, I'm just afraid of loosing and I am afraid of dying. *without you yes I do and I hope you do too, without you yes I do, without you yes I do, I hope you do too, without you yes I. . * I'm not afraid of being sick, I'm more afraid of bein' well I'm not afraid to put the gun in my hand I'm just afraid it'll hurt like, hurt like hell. I'm not afraid of screaming and I'm not afraid of crying. I'm just afraid of forgetting and I am afraid of dieing. *without you yes I do and I hope you do too, without you yes I do, without you yes I do, I hope you do too, without you yes I. . * I'm not afraid of lookin' ugly I couldn't care what they say. I'm not afraid of happy endings I'm just afraid my life won't work that way. I'm not afraid of forgiveness, I will tell you everything. I'm not afraid of lieing But I am afraid of dieing. *without you yes I do and I hope you do too, without you yes I do, without you yes I do, I hope you do too, without you yes I. . Without you all I do is sit and thing about you, with out you yes I..* --*--
Marcuss..was he afraid of death, he wasn't afraid to put the gun in his hand, well giving himself up any way. He didn't care what happened only as long as she got out. Marcuss..wasn't afraid of much, only afraid for Kolata's well being. She herself, wasn't afraid of much, but her past, her future, her present..she would never forget, and if the time came, so be it, she would no longer fear anything.including death..that she promised herself.
Kolata gazed out the window as several other songs played, soon the dawn was approaching and they had reached the bottom of the mountain. Medoly stopped in at an inn, and ordered them a room. They talked and Medoly became a friend.but when Kolata had last made a friend.the friendship, decided by others, wasn't allowed to last for long. Kolata couldn't endanger any one else. As soon as Medoly fell asleep that night, Kolata left the inn, but left Medoly a note, explaining almost everything, Medoly could help if she chose too, because Medoly was a reporter.. Kolata caught a ride with a nice family and then politely asked them to drop her off at the edge of the woods. She thanked them, and went on her way. ************************************************ : Sob : :Cry!: It's soooo sad! But it explains my beginning a bit better and connects a lot of my future events and stuff! Waaaa ..,~_~,.. it's soo sad! Don't hate me, but I'll make the next chappie good, some how. So please just stick with me! Waa! I am soo mad at me! Noo! I made that dude up and he was so cool and then I killed him! Waaa~~ He pulled a Starscream.sorta! Well please review! Bye for now :sniff sniff..: I need a hug..waa I can't believe I did that! Until later! :sniff sniff.: ~Zeheria