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And now onto our sho-ow! sings
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Elizabeth blinked slowly. Everything was so…fuzzy. What happened? She thought, trying to get her muddled brain to comprehend before something bad happened. She suddenly paused and clawed at her eyes.
Nyarrrrogggnyaaaaaa! She mentally shouted, her mouth still too full of that cotton-y taste of sleep to function beyond simple grunts and moans yet. Suuuuunliiiiight! She mouthed, before calming down, eyes still closed. Oh god, what time is it?
If the sun's already in my window it's gotta be…like, eight or something. I hope today was Sunday… She mumbled and rolled over onto her back. Did I fall off my bed again? She opened one eye and blinked furiously to clear the blurring.
Crap. This isn't my room. It took a moment to register before she sat up, crossing her legs and mumbling explicatives under her breath. Crap. This isn't Eau Claire. She looked around. The city was foreign to her, and the people, the people… CRAPFUCK! THIS ISN'T EARTH! …were elves.
She abruptly stood up, leaning against the wall of the alleyway she was in. What the hell's going on? She had gone to bed like any other day and now… Where the hell am I? She took in a deep breath. Come on, Lizzie. Yoga class. In…and out…in….and-oh, screw it. I need a hat.
She looked around the corner into the street at the people's ears. No way in hell was she going to pass off as one of them. Looking behind her she quietly observed where she had fallen. My journal? Oh, I must have fallen asleep while writing again! She picked up the red diary and held it to her chest, the half-dozen pens she kept in it still taped safely to the cover.
Looking down she mused over clothing. Dressed in her baggy, gray PJ bottoms and a baggy, black shirt she didn't exactly fit in. Her white stockings were already becoming stained with the grime on the street and her chin-length mud-brown hair was a rat's nest from the gel she had in it the day before. Her almond, hazel eyes swept the alleyway for anything else she could scrounge up, settling on the remains of a blanket she fashioned a crude cloak out of it, pulled it over her head, and took off.
Rule one. While trying to remain inconspicuous, never run. Walk quickly and straight like you have a place to go. She mentally repeated form her favorite book, NINJA 101, breathing a sigh of relief as people gave her stares, but quickly continued on their way. Rule two. Acquaint yourself with your surroundings. There was a large lake-like body of water to her side, and buildings, most of which seemed to be bars and warehouses, to her other. And there were flying cars, which would have been surprising, but the whole elf-thing kinda…made you expect that. Rule three. Never, NEVER Panic. Not ever. Unless in immediate danger or being attacked by otaku. She kept observing, and couldn't help but noticing that, no matter what she did, she still wasn't about to fit in.
"I'm so screwed." She muttered to herself as she realized that she didn't know the language. Or any of the writing. She was desperately, and hopelessly, alone without any translation. She heard some vague shouting behind her and what appeared to be a rifle blast hit the ground, just barely inches away from her feet.
Then again, some things didn't need translation.
She turned abruptly and found herself face-to-face with a large, heavily armored guard. And several more. As a matter of fact, glimpses of their bright red armor could be seen everywhere.
Being completely and totally screwed also didn't need translation.
"Uhmmm…sir, I'm sure there's been some kind of mistake…" The guard raised the gun to her face and shouted an order. She paused and bit her lower lip.
Whatdoyoudowhensomebodypointsaguninyourface! She thought, she barely had the time to move before he swung the weapon at her, the only thing that saved her from the blow was gravity, yanking her down as she stepped back.
"AURP! OW!" She didn't waste a second and rolled before the guard's gun slammed into the ground, pinning her makeshift cloak and pulling it free as she rolled to her feet. There was collective gasp as the elfish people stared. "Ah, crap." She muttered and looked around. There was one way out of this. The guard yelled at her and the others swarmed forward, and she did the one thing that nobody in their sane mind how knew that city would do.
She dove into the water.
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Just really starting as a blurb, but it'll get bigger. -D
And in later chapters I'll also start writing parts of Elizabeth's diary in, they just didn't seem to fit in the first chappie!
Reviewers will get thanks and flames will be used to heat my house because Wisconsin is ( COLD!
