So, guys, I just got a dare from the truth or dare bot from Discord, and it told me 'make your next story very stupid' and I can't do that! But, I have to. You're warned! Hanella (I Forgot numbers again) and Bianagirl1020, pls don't be mad at me...~ So, let's go!
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Sophie
she went out
to the big, wide world
They told her, don't go there, there are dangers, anyhow they'd never imagined
There she found a cave opening, some demons lured her-er in...
no protectors
only an angel with her... oooh
She was too young to die- not even in her castle walls
she found
Herself.. trapped...
The angel betrayed her, grabbed a knife, and to imagine the worst to be
But he was too enchanted, by her beauty and sacrificed
Himself... to the evil... group... oooh
She made her escape, tears falling, down her cheeks,
for she-ee, knew that she would never see him again...
For he had killed himself... for her... oooh
(In the tune of Lily Alan walker)
She knew this was it.
It'd been just like the song.
Grady, Edaline... Protecting... Yet she scaped... Keefe... the angel... too young...
This was it.
Sacrifice.
For me. For me. For me. For me...
"Augh!" A flashback, or, a vision, hit her so hard it knocked her down.
Sophie didn't notice the strong arms that held her up. For she, was too busy seeing the horrors.
Keefe was on a chair. The Neverseen got a machine. The same as the one they tortured Sophie with.
The Neverseen turned the dial to Evil and pointed it to Keefe.
He thrashed around in his chair.
"Fool," Ruy said as lady Gisela fired.
Keefe's scream was unbearable.
"Now. Go kill the Moonlark." Gethen cacked.
Keefe unstrapped himself, went up to her, and a hint of recognition flashed in his eyes.
Instead of pinning Sophie's heart, he... stabbed his own.
Sophie let out a cry.
"Go... Escape..."
"Keefe, no... We'll get out o this, I promise, I promise!"
"You... can't... This is the end of me... I love you." And at this, he closed his eyes.
"No!"
"A-are you okay? Why are you crying?"
Sophie blinked back at the present.
"No..." she gasped.
Keefe shook his head. "What?" He asked.
"No!" Sophie stumbled upright.
"Foster, what is it?"
"Keefe," Sophie whispered, "Whatever happens, you must not try to sacrifice yourself."
"Why? what is it?" He wondered casually.
Sophie thought for a second. Then, she entered Keefe's mind. She projected the whole memory- vision- in his mind.
"Uh oh," Gethen whispered to lady Gisela and Ruy. "The girl figured it out. Time to go for next week." Gisela nodded and turned to Sophie. You may go back to your caves for now."
Keefe was still pale when Sophie led him to the caves. He shook his head. "I would do it for you anyway," He whispered.
"Don't," She whispered back.
"We've got to get out of here. With Biana and Wonderboy," He added.
He shook his head again. when they arrived back at the entrance to their caves, Keefe was looking normal now and was keep shaking his head.
"Why do you keep shaking your head?" Sophie asked him.
"Oh... nothing."
Keefe
tam! Get OUT of here!
I will not, Tammy boy thought.
I hate having you in my head. why are you here? Keefe asked him.
is Biana okay? Banksy boy asked.
One last shake did it. Tam retreated. Keefe blew out a breath.
"Seriously, why do you keep doing that?" Foster asked, and she had the cute little crinkle that made Keefe want to smooth it.
"Oh... It's nothing," Keefe said.
Quick note: For people who want first-person POVs, here it is! Vote if you like this and if you don't-
So, Still Keefe's POV
I walked with Foster to the Vackers' cave. "Hey, Soph, Keefe," Wonderboy said, sounding surprised.
"Hello, Soph, Keefe," I mimicked Wonderboy. He scowled at me.
I turned to Foster. "So, Foster, you're my mirror, because this trashy place doesn't have any. How do I look?" I asked her.
"Meh."
"A-hem? I look 'meh?' You can't be serious." I arched my eyebrows.
"No... Just worried."
"About what?" Biana asked.
Foster stared at Biana and Fitzipoo. They nodded. Ugh. Telepaths.
Suddenly, Fitz and Biana fell over, actually, only Fitzy fell over on his perfect butt. Foster caught Biana with telepathy.
Even though if I was good at telepathy, I wouldn't have saved Fitzy. He deserves to be punished, after all the times he yelled at her.
I was 99.9 percent that I was going to die laughing.
Of course, Wonderboy didn't notice, and he looked even more hilarious on the floor, not even caring about his perfect butt. It'll hit her soon, I was sure. That would be even more fun.
Suddenly, they both cried out, "No!"
I grimaced. They were probably watching the part that I...
Never mind. After a million thousand hundred billion trillion gazillion years, it finally stopped. (Okay, maybe not that long. But still!- It was still super, duper long!)
Fitzy winced. "Ouch," he said, feeling his perfect butt.
"Ouch," Biana repeated, but she wasn't talking about her butt or Fitz's. I winced. "Yeah, I know. Horrifying," I said, faking a big, loud yawn. "Keefe," Foster scolded, "I know that it was a big deal. I mean, is."
I sighed. "As I said, that 's not going to stop me easy."
"I know. But you really must not."
Foster was really the cutest worrier.
"Then we escape. Tonight. Like you said," I suggested casually. But I was also going home so I could CLOBBER bangs boy. actually, something even more painful. Maybe Ro could help me!
Biana and Fitzipoo gasped. "When?" They asked simulationsly.
I rolled my eyes. "I said, tonight."
They rolled their eyes "I mean, When tonight?" Biana asked, tugging on her lashes. she winced.
I smirked. "You 're not Foster, her eyelashes are the least of her problems."
"How about when the Neverseen think that we're asleep?" Foster told Biana for me.
"Oh. Um, Sure." Biana bit her lip.
"What? Did the Neverseen take away your power?"I asked her.
"Quit joking around, Keefe!" Fitzy snapped. "I wasn't and, boo, take away some best friend forever points from you," I grumbled.
"Okay. So, I'll call for Silveny, we use the map to go outside, Biana will vanish, and then we fly away," Foster suggested. "But I don't know if we'd get caught."
"Actually..." I told them how I could use Tam's powers and that he could get in my head. "Do you think that you could call him?" I didn't know why, but there was a hint of love in Biana's words.
"I don't want to, but sure," he said, "But not right now. Tonight, we escape. Together."
So, that's it. I was supposed to be writing eight chapters by now, but boo! I didn't I'm sorry, planner... Okay. hope you enjoyed it! Plz review, I forgot what that meant for a second...
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