//AN// This might be a bit more often updated than my other fics because my
two other unfinished stories' plots are very vague in my mind. I know what
I want to happen but I don't know how to get from one point to another.
This on the other hand happens to be a bit more complete in my head.
Chapter 2:
I started on my bed in cold sweat. The storm was raging outside still and I looked around to find that I was still in my apartment bedroom. It had been six months since the dream had actually happened yet the memory still plagued me at night.
"One more dream like that and I'll go crazy," I whispered my familiar mantra again. I shook my head and went out to the kitchen for a glass of water, then turned to go the computer. The clock had rang six already but it was still too early to get ready for class and I wanted to think of anything but my stupid Biology class and my stupid dreams. "When in need of escape, fanfics are the way to go." I flipped on the Internet and began surfing through my new found interest, Orlando Bloom and Pirates fanfics, when a lightning flashed through the sky. At the same exact time, I heard a loud thump against my bedroom wall. My heart skipped a beat.
I got up from my chair cautiously and headed for the bedroom the door, grabbing a long stick I used to change channels on the TV when I lost the remote. There was no more noise coming from the room and, given, it could have been just thunder from a previous lightning bolt that was timed just right to coincide with the next lightning... but damn... what are the odds of THAT happening?
Then again, I said that before any of this happened. Odds and chances mean nothing to me now... but I digress.
My heart stopped when I heard light footsteps at my door and my hand dropped the stick I was holding. The wooden pole made a dull sound on the floor and I could feel the person on the other side of my door stop as well.
"Who's there?" I called from the hall, taking the stick back into a defensive stance. Silence. "I know you're in there!" Still, no answer. Without another word, I crept to the door and pushed it open, seeing the darkness that still lived in it. The light from the hall barely lit the room and (stupidly) gave a sigh of relief, not seeing anything or anyone in the shadows, but a figure, suddenly appeared from my blind spot, kicking my weapon of choice from my hand as I had turned on the light.
My attacker's eyes flinched in the new bright light and had momentarily, been vulnerable to ANYTHING I might have thrown at him but seasoned fighter, I was not. In a second, the man had me against the wall, a long sliver of sharp metal pressed against my throat.
~~Will's POV~~ //AN: Maybe I should explain//
The lightning flashed through the sky, silently, my arm swinging backwards to impale the pillar with another notch from my sword but when the blinding light receded, the shop disappeared into darkness.
"What?!" I exclaimed. I pulled back my sword and looked around. The air wasn't as heated as it was where I've just been. It was less moist even though the rain was still pouring outside. The temperature was actually quite comfortable but I put the new comfort aside for a moment. There was a bed at my side and a table. The floor was covered with wool and as my eyes adjusted, I saw no candles for me to have better light.
Suddenly, I heard a noise outside and I stopped my wandering in the strange room.
"Who's there?" I heard a female voice cry. "I know you're in there!" My body moved stealthily into the deeper shadows, hidden from the door I had just now noticed. The door opened and I got ready to attack. A figure stepped in holding a long staff.
'A witch?' I wondered, but again, I put the thoughts away and jumped at her as she had reached for something on the wall. My legs kicked away her staff and her hand must have brushed some kind of magical spot for suddenly bright light flooded room, startling me for a second. My eyes blinked to adjust and in a moment, I had shifted stance and had the stranger against the wall by the blade of my sword.
// And done! Ergh... I'm shortening my standard chapter length. Oh well. Must work on that then.
Chapter 2:
I started on my bed in cold sweat. The storm was raging outside still and I looked around to find that I was still in my apartment bedroom. It had been six months since the dream had actually happened yet the memory still plagued me at night.
"One more dream like that and I'll go crazy," I whispered my familiar mantra again. I shook my head and went out to the kitchen for a glass of water, then turned to go the computer. The clock had rang six already but it was still too early to get ready for class and I wanted to think of anything but my stupid Biology class and my stupid dreams. "When in need of escape, fanfics are the way to go." I flipped on the Internet and began surfing through my new found interest, Orlando Bloom and Pirates fanfics, when a lightning flashed through the sky. At the same exact time, I heard a loud thump against my bedroom wall. My heart skipped a beat.
I got up from my chair cautiously and headed for the bedroom the door, grabbing a long stick I used to change channels on the TV when I lost the remote. There was no more noise coming from the room and, given, it could have been just thunder from a previous lightning bolt that was timed just right to coincide with the next lightning... but damn... what are the odds of THAT happening?
Then again, I said that before any of this happened. Odds and chances mean nothing to me now... but I digress.
My heart stopped when I heard light footsteps at my door and my hand dropped the stick I was holding. The wooden pole made a dull sound on the floor and I could feel the person on the other side of my door stop as well.
"Who's there?" I called from the hall, taking the stick back into a defensive stance. Silence. "I know you're in there!" Still, no answer. Without another word, I crept to the door and pushed it open, seeing the darkness that still lived in it. The light from the hall barely lit the room and (stupidly) gave a sigh of relief, not seeing anything or anyone in the shadows, but a figure, suddenly appeared from my blind spot, kicking my weapon of choice from my hand as I had turned on the light.
My attacker's eyes flinched in the new bright light and had momentarily, been vulnerable to ANYTHING I might have thrown at him but seasoned fighter, I was not. In a second, the man had me against the wall, a long sliver of sharp metal pressed against my throat.
~~Will's POV~~ //AN: Maybe I should explain//
The lightning flashed through the sky, silently, my arm swinging backwards to impale the pillar with another notch from my sword but when the blinding light receded, the shop disappeared into darkness.
"What?!" I exclaimed. I pulled back my sword and looked around. The air wasn't as heated as it was where I've just been. It was less moist even though the rain was still pouring outside. The temperature was actually quite comfortable but I put the new comfort aside for a moment. There was a bed at my side and a table. The floor was covered with wool and as my eyes adjusted, I saw no candles for me to have better light.
Suddenly, I heard a noise outside and I stopped my wandering in the strange room.
"Who's there?" I heard a female voice cry. "I know you're in there!" My body moved stealthily into the deeper shadows, hidden from the door I had just now noticed. The door opened and I got ready to attack. A figure stepped in holding a long staff.
'A witch?' I wondered, but again, I put the thoughts away and jumped at her as she had reached for something on the wall. My legs kicked away her staff and her hand must have brushed some kind of magical spot for suddenly bright light flooded room, startling me for a second. My eyes blinked to adjust and in a moment, I had shifted stance and had the stranger against the wall by the blade of my sword.
// And done! Ergh... I'm shortening my standard chapter length. Oh well. Must work on that then.