Amazing! I am loved! Someone reviewed who wasn't Dpscythsln (no offense
meant but its nice to know that somebody's readin it on their own free
will!)
So because of another review, I'm gonna write! And with action! Lets see how far I can get before bible study, yes?
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Sasha woke up with the comforter plastered to her face. She sat up stiffly and stretched while rubbing her eye. Her mascara was in a lovely black raccoon mask but she was unaware. It took her a moment to process how she was on top of the bed rather than inside it. The events of the night before came crashing back and she smiled. She threw off her blanket/cape and turned on the water to the adjoining shower. She let it run and warm up while she turned on some music and put the little stereo in the bathroom. Sifting through her dresser, she pulled out some low but semi-baggy jeans and a hot pink v-necked shirt with a frilly tank top beneath it. She threw them on the floor of the bathroom and stepped into the shower.
It wasn't long before she gave in to her music and was belting it out along with Linkin Park. Steam had enveloped the room and when she began to see tendrils in the shower stall itself, she turned off the water. She wrung out her hair and wrapped it in her towel on her head as a make shift turban. She pulled on her jeans and shirt and scrubbed her hair through the towel before removing it. She reached for her brush on a little shelf above the sink. It wasn't there, as usual. Nothing was ever in its spot, and when it was, she never thought to look there for it. So she sighed heavily and opened the door. She gasped when she saw Trevor sitting on her rumpled bed with a magazine in hand.
"TREVOR?!?! HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN HERE?!?!" she yelped.
"Not long, besides, the door was closed. It's not like I saw anything," he said with a smile.
Her face flushed and her eyes flashed golden for a moment.
"Well what was so important that you had to barge into my room and wait for me to finish bathing?" she questioned.
"Come out with me Friday?" he asked putting the magazine down.
"And that was what- wait, come again?" she said, her train of anger quickly derailed.
"Come out to eat with me on Friday? You know, when you put food into your mouth and chew occasionally and then swallow. Occasionally done with fine company?" he asked mockingly.
She paused.
"Oh, all right," she said trying to regain her composure.
"Ok then, see you then," he said and left. She stood with her hair dripping and mouth open gaping at the door.
"JESABER!!!" she screamed. She meant to yell 'Jessica and Amber', but her words slurred. The two girls came tearing in and Sasha immediately began giving them the whole story.
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The rest of the week came and went and Friday evening came upon them. Trevor was waiting in the commons when she walked down the stairs. He waved Scott's key (that he officially and legally borrowed) and she smiled. She nearly stumbled on the stairs in her borrowed heels (hmm sounds like someone I know...) but recovered gracefully. Her black skirt swished merrily as she stepped down and a pink flowered blouse that was buttoned up all the way except for the top two that allowed her diamond and pink gem necklace to show on its short silver chain. Her hair was left loose and little curls peeked from underneath her thick hair. He met her at the stairs and they walked to the garage.
They talked a little along the way about trivial things until Trevor buckled to the floor clutching his head. Sasha began to bend down to see what the problem was when she felt the pressing pain in her head and she too collapsed. The world was reeling and she clenched her eyes shut harder than she thought she could. She felt something warm slide down her cheek and, somewhere behind the intense pain, she assumed she was crying. Before blackness fell, she felt two strong arms pick her up.
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Sasha woke up with the worst headache imaginable. She went to rub her temples and heard and felt a great weight on her wrist. She opened her eyes and saw that she was indeed shackled old school to the wall at both wrists. Trevor was unconscious only a few feet down. It was a dank and dark room that was walled with heavy stones. She groaned.
'Damn... Damn... Damn... can't believe I didn't sense them! Damn!'
She began to hit her head in frustration against the wall behind her that she was leaning against.
The skin on her face crinkled when she blinked and she touched beside her eye. When she removed her fingers, a trail of blood was on them. She rubbed her fingers together and she looked over at Trevor. His face was pale and his head rested on the wall. A pang of guilt hit her. A heavy door opened at the end of the room and she shifted her head in an instant. Her eyes were glowing heatedly golden and she sat in a lethal silence. If you hadn't of seen them, you would think that it was the group that entered that were the prisoners and she the warden.
"Well, well, well, why it appears we have guests. And what's this? A witch?" the obvious leader mocked.
She growled and spat at him.
He wiped the spit from his face and backhanded her in the face.
"You WILL show respect," he growled.
A deeper growl came from beside them and all heads swiveled to Trevor. Only it wasn't Trevor. It was a giant and very angry Grizzly.
"Shit," Sasha moaned as Trevor/ giant Grizzly reared up. The shackles were long since gone and the great bear roared. It back-pawed the leader as he had done to Sasha, throwing him across the room. He turned to another and they prepared to bring him down. Those who had no magic in them armed themselves with small handguns and the ones who did had closed their eyes.
"TREVOR! TREVOR!" Sasha yelled to the great bear who was obviously defending her. "I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE! I'M FINE!!! LET THEM BE! IF YOU DON'T, THEY'LL KILL YOU!!!"
Trevor hesitated and turned his head to face her. "Please," she said quietly. The bear form shrank and Trevor was left standing in his true form, clad in his clothes as if nothing had happened. He stood a little heavier than before but he was unharmed. He stepped back with Sasha's now standing form.
"Not the way to do things here, now I'm going to have to talk them out of a lot of things," she said. He smiled but his eyes held hurt and a little anger when he saw the welt forming on her face. "I'm fine, I promise. Just...uhm... try not to kill anyone, ok?"
He smiled and she turned to the regrouping men. Her demeanor did a 180 degree turn around and she was all business and authority.
"It appears that the witch has a brother," the leader said leaning totally on one of the others who had come.
"He is not my brother," she stated simply.
"Then explain his change," he demanded.
"He is not of magical blood. How is it a matter? He is not of your concern," she growled.
Trevor stirred anxiously beside her. She could feel all of the animals in Trevor's head clamoring to fight again and she begged them to be silent as she would just one animal. Trevor's movement ceased.
"LIES!" he exclaimed. "Only those of magical blood can do such things!"
"Do you sense magic?" she hissed.
He didn't answer. He merely began to hobble out.
The door latched heavily behind them and she slumped.
"Whew," she sighed. And sat against the wall. She examined the shackles on her wrist. They were rusted but well made.
"Allow me," he said and produced a single talon from his index finger. He pressed the pin out with it and it fell off of her wrist. He quickly disposed of the other and she rubbed her wrists.
"Do that often?" she asked with a smile.
"All the time," he said mockingly. "Saw it in a movie once, TV's never led me astray before."
She laughed lightly.
"Not what you had planned, was it?" she asked in response to his confused look.
"Not exactly," he said dejectedly.
"I'll find us a way out, either talking or fighting, we'll get out. I promise,"
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That's it for now kids. Now if you'll excuse me, I have an appointment with my father who is going to lecture me about my grades. ^.^ review and make me feel all better?
So because of another review, I'm gonna write! And with action! Lets see how far I can get before bible study, yes?
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Sasha woke up with the comforter plastered to her face. She sat up stiffly and stretched while rubbing her eye. Her mascara was in a lovely black raccoon mask but she was unaware. It took her a moment to process how she was on top of the bed rather than inside it. The events of the night before came crashing back and she smiled. She threw off her blanket/cape and turned on the water to the adjoining shower. She let it run and warm up while she turned on some music and put the little stereo in the bathroom. Sifting through her dresser, she pulled out some low but semi-baggy jeans and a hot pink v-necked shirt with a frilly tank top beneath it. She threw them on the floor of the bathroom and stepped into the shower.
It wasn't long before she gave in to her music and was belting it out along with Linkin Park. Steam had enveloped the room and when she began to see tendrils in the shower stall itself, she turned off the water. She wrung out her hair and wrapped it in her towel on her head as a make shift turban. She pulled on her jeans and shirt and scrubbed her hair through the towel before removing it. She reached for her brush on a little shelf above the sink. It wasn't there, as usual. Nothing was ever in its spot, and when it was, she never thought to look there for it. So she sighed heavily and opened the door. She gasped when she saw Trevor sitting on her rumpled bed with a magazine in hand.
"TREVOR?!?! HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN HERE?!?!" she yelped.
"Not long, besides, the door was closed. It's not like I saw anything," he said with a smile.
Her face flushed and her eyes flashed golden for a moment.
"Well what was so important that you had to barge into my room and wait for me to finish bathing?" she questioned.
"Come out with me Friday?" he asked putting the magazine down.
"And that was what- wait, come again?" she said, her train of anger quickly derailed.
"Come out to eat with me on Friday? You know, when you put food into your mouth and chew occasionally and then swallow. Occasionally done with fine company?" he asked mockingly.
She paused.
"Oh, all right," she said trying to regain her composure.
"Ok then, see you then," he said and left. She stood with her hair dripping and mouth open gaping at the door.
"JESABER!!!" she screamed. She meant to yell 'Jessica and Amber', but her words slurred. The two girls came tearing in and Sasha immediately began giving them the whole story.
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The rest of the week came and went and Friday evening came upon them. Trevor was waiting in the commons when she walked down the stairs. He waved Scott's key (that he officially and legally borrowed) and she smiled. She nearly stumbled on the stairs in her borrowed heels (hmm sounds like someone I know...) but recovered gracefully. Her black skirt swished merrily as she stepped down and a pink flowered blouse that was buttoned up all the way except for the top two that allowed her diamond and pink gem necklace to show on its short silver chain. Her hair was left loose and little curls peeked from underneath her thick hair. He met her at the stairs and they walked to the garage.
They talked a little along the way about trivial things until Trevor buckled to the floor clutching his head. Sasha began to bend down to see what the problem was when she felt the pressing pain in her head and she too collapsed. The world was reeling and she clenched her eyes shut harder than she thought she could. She felt something warm slide down her cheek and, somewhere behind the intense pain, she assumed she was crying. Before blackness fell, she felt two strong arms pick her up.
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Sasha woke up with the worst headache imaginable. She went to rub her temples and heard and felt a great weight on her wrist. She opened her eyes and saw that she was indeed shackled old school to the wall at both wrists. Trevor was unconscious only a few feet down. It was a dank and dark room that was walled with heavy stones. She groaned.
'Damn... Damn... Damn... can't believe I didn't sense them! Damn!'
She began to hit her head in frustration against the wall behind her that she was leaning against.
The skin on her face crinkled when she blinked and she touched beside her eye. When she removed her fingers, a trail of blood was on them. She rubbed her fingers together and she looked over at Trevor. His face was pale and his head rested on the wall. A pang of guilt hit her. A heavy door opened at the end of the room and she shifted her head in an instant. Her eyes were glowing heatedly golden and she sat in a lethal silence. If you hadn't of seen them, you would think that it was the group that entered that were the prisoners and she the warden.
"Well, well, well, why it appears we have guests. And what's this? A witch?" the obvious leader mocked.
She growled and spat at him.
He wiped the spit from his face and backhanded her in the face.
"You WILL show respect," he growled.
A deeper growl came from beside them and all heads swiveled to Trevor. Only it wasn't Trevor. It was a giant and very angry Grizzly.
"Shit," Sasha moaned as Trevor/ giant Grizzly reared up. The shackles were long since gone and the great bear roared. It back-pawed the leader as he had done to Sasha, throwing him across the room. He turned to another and they prepared to bring him down. Those who had no magic in them armed themselves with small handguns and the ones who did had closed their eyes.
"TREVOR! TREVOR!" Sasha yelled to the great bear who was obviously defending her. "I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE! I'M FINE!!! LET THEM BE! IF YOU DON'T, THEY'LL KILL YOU!!!"
Trevor hesitated and turned his head to face her. "Please," she said quietly. The bear form shrank and Trevor was left standing in his true form, clad in his clothes as if nothing had happened. He stood a little heavier than before but he was unharmed. He stepped back with Sasha's now standing form.
"Not the way to do things here, now I'm going to have to talk them out of a lot of things," she said. He smiled but his eyes held hurt and a little anger when he saw the welt forming on her face. "I'm fine, I promise. Just...uhm... try not to kill anyone, ok?"
He smiled and she turned to the regrouping men. Her demeanor did a 180 degree turn around and she was all business and authority.
"It appears that the witch has a brother," the leader said leaning totally on one of the others who had come.
"He is not my brother," she stated simply.
"Then explain his change," he demanded.
"He is not of magical blood. How is it a matter? He is not of your concern," she growled.
Trevor stirred anxiously beside her. She could feel all of the animals in Trevor's head clamoring to fight again and she begged them to be silent as she would just one animal. Trevor's movement ceased.
"LIES!" he exclaimed. "Only those of magical blood can do such things!"
"Do you sense magic?" she hissed.
He didn't answer. He merely began to hobble out.
The door latched heavily behind them and she slumped.
"Whew," she sighed. And sat against the wall. She examined the shackles on her wrist. They were rusted but well made.
"Allow me," he said and produced a single talon from his index finger. He pressed the pin out with it and it fell off of her wrist. He quickly disposed of the other and she rubbed her wrists.
"Do that often?" she asked with a smile.
"All the time," he said mockingly. "Saw it in a movie once, TV's never led me astray before."
She laughed lightly.
"Not what you had planned, was it?" she asked in response to his confused look.
"Not exactly," he said dejectedly.
"I'll find us a way out, either talking or fighting, we'll get out. I promise,"
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That's it for now kids. Now if you'll excuse me, I have an appointment with my father who is going to lecture me about my grades. ^.^ review and make me feel all better?