Okay no that I just completely flunked my BCIS test, I think that I'll write something for you all to read looks around the empty room and sees only Bustahead reading it. Even if you ARE the only person in the world who loves me, I shall still continue to write, solely because one person is being entertained... Anyway. Disclaimer: I own Amaya and Calran, nothing else is mine in the story. If I say it is, I'm only joking... On with it now.
Chapter 4...I think
Calran looked around the dark, stale-aired room and saw nothing. He put his gun away and glanced over at Amaya who was standing beside him calmly. She looked around and then stepped into the room.
"Wait a minute, Amaya. I don't like this..." Calran whispered, reaching out for Amaya's arm.
"What are you worried about? There's nothing in here..." She said, turning to face him. Something behind her moved, the light from the other room gleaming off of its skin.
"Amaya, MOVE!" Calran yelled as he yanked his gun out. Amaya turned around and pulled out her sword and, with ease, lunged forward to stab it. It dodged quickly out of the way and darted toward her leg, causing her to jump into the air and kick it in the jaw. The thing let out a sharp yelp and fell to the floor, quickly getting back to its feet. Calran pointed his gun at it and released a few shots to sink into its soft flesh.
The creature emitted several more yelps and fell to the floor motionless. Amaya turned and looked over at Calran, "is there a light switch anywhere? What the hell was that thing?" Calran felt along the wall near the doorframe and felt a switch, he quickly flicked it on. The lights buzzed to life, causing the two of them to squint their eyes. Amaya looked at the motionless figure lying on the floor, surrounded by a pool of dark blood oozing from its wounds. It looked like a dog, but its skin appeared to be rotting off and it had two horns sprouting from its skull.
"What the hell?" Amaya said as she bent down to touch it.
"NO! Don't touch it, please. Do NOT touch it." Calran said as he ran forward and pulled her away from it. She looked up at him curiously.
"And WHY can't I touch it if I want to? Is it gonna come back to life and eat me? Come on, I've taken on worse." She said as she looked up at him. He looked over at the dog and then back at her, "Please, promise me you won't touch it?"
"Yeah. Fine. It looks disgusting anyways. "She said as she pulled her arm away from him gently. She looked at him; his face was filled with worry. "Do you know what this thing is?"
He looked at her and frowned, "No, I don't. I don't know." 'I have an idea, but I don't know.' He thought. Amaya looked at him and shrugged. She walked to the other side of the room and looked around, something shimmered a few feet away from her. She took a few steps and bent down to pick the object up off of the floor. She looked at the shiny key and stuck it in her pocket and looked over at Calran, "Hey, I just found a key, you find anything?" Calran continued to walk around the room and look at things.
"Not much of importance..." He said as he poked around.
Okay. That's all. I'm getting severe writers block. Sorry it took so long. I've been busy with my new job. I work at Whataburger, they're slave drivers. Well, please read and review. At least I know Bustahead loves me and will! It's probably gonna be awhile before I write anything else, so bye-bye 4 now.
Chapter 4...I think
Calran looked around the dark, stale-aired room and saw nothing. He put his gun away and glanced over at Amaya who was standing beside him calmly. She looked around and then stepped into the room.
"Wait a minute, Amaya. I don't like this..." Calran whispered, reaching out for Amaya's arm.
"What are you worried about? There's nothing in here..." She said, turning to face him. Something behind her moved, the light from the other room gleaming off of its skin.
"Amaya, MOVE!" Calran yelled as he yanked his gun out. Amaya turned around and pulled out her sword and, with ease, lunged forward to stab it. It dodged quickly out of the way and darted toward her leg, causing her to jump into the air and kick it in the jaw. The thing let out a sharp yelp and fell to the floor, quickly getting back to its feet. Calran pointed his gun at it and released a few shots to sink into its soft flesh.
The creature emitted several more yelps and fell to the floor motionless. Amaya turned and looked over at Calran, "is there a light switch anywhere? What the hell was that thing?" Calran felt along the wall near the doorframe and felt a switch, he quickly flicked it on. The lights buzzed to life, causing the two of them to squint their eyes. Amaya looked at the motionless figure lying on the floor, surrounded by a pool of dark blood oozing from its wounds. It looked like a dog, but its skin appeared to be rotting off and it had two horns sprouting from its skull.
"What the hell?" Amaya said as she bent down to touch it.
"NO! Don't touch it, please. Do NOT touch it." Calran said as he ran forward and pulled her away from it. She looked up at him curiously.
"And WHY can't I touch it if I want to? Is it gonna come back to life and eat me? Come on, I've taken on worse." She said as she looked up at him. He looked over at the dog and then back at her, "Please, promise me you won't touch it?"
"Yeah. Fine. It looks disgusting anyways. "She said as she pulled her arm away from him gently. She looked at him; his face was filled with worry. "Do you know what this thing is?"
He looked at her and frowned, "No, I don't. I don't know." 'I have an idea, but I don't know.' He thought. Amaya looked at him and shrugged. She walked to the other side of the room and looked around, something shimmered a few feet away from her. She took a few steps and bent down to pick the object up off of the floor. She looked at the shiny key and stuck it in her pocket and looked over at Calran, "Hey, I just found a key, you find anything?" Calran continued to walk around the room and look at things.
"Not much of importance..." He said as he poked around.
Okay. That's all. I'm getting severe writers block. Sorry it took so long. I've been busy with my new job. I work at Whataburger, they're slave drivers. Well, please read and review. At least I know Bustahead loves me and will! It's probably gonna be awhile before I write anything else, so bye-bye 4 now.