A/N: Well my friends, now that it's well into 2011, I believe it's due time for the next exciting installment of ZBATFA. I'm not going to lie, this chapter took some serious thinking over. Although I did have ideas planned out, I just wasn't sure how I was going to make them all fit together. Since I don't want to give anything away, I'm going to stop this a/n here and allow you to read. I'll meet you at the bottom of the page in the end.
"No no no NO!" exclaimed Kiyo, waving his hands frantically infront of himself while backing into a corner. "You can't be serious. You CANNOT be serious! This... this... there are no words to describe it! I... I can't even begin to explain it. I... I..." Kiyo began to weep pitifully, wrapping his arms around his head and hiding his face in his knees like a child.
Folgore was satisfied to say the very least. He had gotten the reaction out of Kiyo he craved plus more. The once tough and head-strong teenager now lay in a quivering ball of sad and terror. Oh what a brilliant (and extraordinarily handsome, this is Folgore thinking this after all) evil genius he was. God was he great!...
...However, while he was grinning arrogantly to himself, another emotion struck him, one which he was very confused about. An emotion he hadn't felt in a long while. Guilt? No... no it couldn't be... He sucked in a large breath and exhaled slowly, the feeling of both pleasure and uncertainty flowing through his veins. Perhaps there was need for some re-wording. Folgore wasn't exactly evil, not even insane really, just... unsure. And resentful. He resented Kiyo for inviting him over to this torture chamber, he resented Fanfiction dot Net, he resented the twisted fact that there was fanfiction about their life (how was this even possible? And why was nobody really questioning that?), and he especially resented the fact that Kiyo tried to push the blame on him. He wanted somebody to pay, and Kiyo was an easy target, just as Folgore himself had been to Kiyo previously. He turned his gaze towards the window, the setting sun transforming the sky into a marvelous canvas of pinks and oranges. Oh how he wished to escape this hell, to frolic innocently out in the divine outdoors like he never had before, but as Kiyo had asserted before, it was as if another entity was controlling them. An author of sorts, you could say. Everytime they finished one story, they just went on to another one, and another one, and another one...
"Right," Folgore muttered gently, turning his attention back to the monitor. "Are we all'a ready?"
"NO!"
"Good! Here we go."
Chapter 5.
AN: STOP flaming! if u flam it menz ur a prep or a posr!
"How exactly do you tell the difference between a goth and a poser anyway?"
It took Doctor Riddles a good few seconds to realize all attention had been turned to him. He sputtered, and began to sweat profusely.
"Well... I..." he tugged at his collar anxiously, clearly not wanting to have to reference that dark time in his past again. "Uh... that... that was awhile back, ya know. Heck, I might have been considered a poser myself... well, seeing as most goths aren't well past middle-age, and I never actually went out much anyway... and... uh..."
"But you would be able to tell a poser from a goth, correct?" questioned Wonrei, eyeing him suspiciously.
"Mmm... well..." the Doctor squirmed a bit. "I... well... uh... *sigh*... yes..."
"Then do tell."
He sighed once again, defeated. "Very well. For starters, a lot of true goths don't usually even label themselves as goths. They're also not depressing and suicidal, contrary to what I had used to believe. They certainly don't worship the Devil and are in no way evil. They have their own style and don't all dress the same. And like I mentioned earlier, they don't listen to stuff like Evanescence or My Chemical Romance, and if they do they at least don't consider them solely goth bands. Also, Hot Topic is not their main hangout. Sure, they might stop by there to get the odd piece of clothing, but they certainly don't limit themselves to just that store. They don't care whether a store is considered "goth" or not, Hot Topic is no more special to them then, say, Wal-Mart."
"Sooo, basically, a true goth is everything this author/character is not?"
"Precisely."
Da only reson Dumbledeor swor is coz he had a hedache ok an on tup of dat he wuz mad at dem 4 having sexx! PS im nut updating umtil I get five good revoiws!
"Hey, maybe this story will be over sooner then I thought," thought Kiyo optimistically, trying to ignore the fact that Folgore had previously stated there were a whopping 44 chapters.
Dumbledore made and Draco and I follow him. He kept shouting at us angrily.
"You ludacris-
"Great rapper, and not a bad actor either," chuckled the Doctor uncertainly, hoping to relieve some tension in the room. Much to his chagrin, seeing as the group had already been rather disgusted by his other... age inappropriate activities, this only disturbed them even more. Aside from Kido, that is, who laughed tensely out of pity. And you know it's bad when Kido starts pitying you.
-fools!" he shouted.
I started to cry tears of blood-
"Jesus Christ, if I ever see tears of blood running down my face I'm running to the nearest hospital screaming," exclaimed Sunbeam, cringing in revulsion. How the hell could anyone find that remotely sexy?
-down my pallid face. Draco comforted me. When we went back to the castle Dumbledore took us to Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall who were both looking very angry.
"How did they even know what was going on?" asked Wonrei, cocking an eyebrow. "I mean, yes, they are witches, but as far as I know not psychic. Do they have special wizard camaras or owls set up around the forest so they can watch teenagers doing it? What a bunch of sick freaks!"
"They were having sexual intercourse in the Forbidden Forest!" he yelled in a furious voice.
"Alright, so they didn't know what was going on. So why are they standing around looking angry?"
"I thought that's what all teachers did," replied Suzy innocently. "Well, at least that's what they do whenever I come to class..."
"Suzy."
"Yes Kiyo?"
"Shut up."
"Yes Kiyo."
"Why did you do such a thing, you mediocre dunces?" asked Professor McGonagall.
"What the hell is a mediocre dunce? Someone who fails even at being a dunce? How is that even possible? Is it even an insult? It seems more like a contradiction. I'm so confused..." whimpered Kiyo before bursting out into another set of hysterical tears.
"How dare you?" demanded Professor Snape.
And then Draco shrieked. "BECAUSE I LOVE HER!"
"'BECAUSE I WUUUUUUUUUUV HER!'" mocked Brago in a high-pitched whine, crouching further into his time-out corner where Sherry seemed to have forgotten him. "What a man... To think I could be spending this time winning battles and making myself king, BUT NOOOOOOOO, we had to go look at fanfiction... I cannot believe I'm saying this but... somebody please just burn my book already..."
Everyone was quiet. Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall still looked mad but Professor Snape said. "Fine. Very well. You may go up to your rooms."
"You mean all my school problems can be solved by me screaming like a spoiled baby? Why didn't someone tell me that sooner?" uttered Kiyo, choking back sobs as he furiously swiped away the tears with the back of his sleeve.
..."Are you okay, Ebony?" Draco asked me gently.
"Yeah I guess." I lied. I went to the girl's dorm and brushed my teeth and my hair and changed into a low-cut-
"SKIP!"
...Draco was standing in front of the bathroom, and he started to sing 'I just wanna live' by Good Charlotte. I was so flattered, even though he wasn't supposed to be there. We hugged and kissed. After that, we said goodnight and he reluctantly went back into his room.
Chapter 6.
AN: shjt up prepz ok! PS I wnot update ubtil u give me goood revows!
"Okay really, people actually gave her good reviews?" Considering the mess she had been earlier, Megumi was surprisingly one of the more collected and coherent of the group, actually able to calmly make that comment. "If so, I have honestly lost all hope in humanity. I really have."
The next day I woke up in my coffin.
...In the Great Hall, I ate some Count Chocula cereal with blood instead of milk, and a glass of red blood.
"As opposed to, you know, black blood... although that would be interesting..." noted Zeno as a sick grin spread across his face.
Suddenly someone bumped into me. All the blood spilled over my top.
"That'd probably just turn her on," snorted Brago, smirking at his little joke.
"Bastard!" I shouted angrily. I regretted saying it when I looked up cause I was looking into the pale white face of a gothic boy with spiky black hair with red streaks in it. He was wearing so much eyeliner that I was going down his face and he was wearing black lipstick. He didn't have glasses anymore...
...there was no scar on his forhead anymore.
"Well gosh, way to be discreet," groaned Wonrei, rolling his eyes. "I can't possibly figure out who that character might be. And how would she know this stuff anyway if she doesn't even know him?"
...He had a sexy English accent.
"Oh, maybe it's because, I dunno, THEY'RE IN THE FRICKING UNITED KINGDOM!" exclaimed Wonrei, slamming his hands down on the floor. Seeing as, at least for the last little while, he had been reasonably neutral throughout their detestable fanfiction journey, his sudden outburst of emotion was quite unnerving to say the least. Even Brago and Zeno couldn't help but stare upon him in mild fear.
"Wonrei, sweety," whispered Li-en gently, scooching behind him and slowly wrapping her arms around his chest affectionately. "Perhaps it's best if you cut down on the Harry Potter novels."
...He was so sexy that my body went all hot when I saw him kind of like an erection only I'm a girl so I didn't get one you sicko.
"Kiyo?..."
"NO ZATCH! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD NO NO NO! THERE IS NO WAY I AM EXPLAINING THAT! EVEN IF I DID, THIS GIRL IS SO SICK AND TWISTED THAT THERE IS NO WAY I COULD POSSIBLY EXPLAIN WHY SHE IS COMPARING HOW SHE'S FEELING TO... GAH!"
"I'm so sorry." he said in a shy voice.
"That's all right. What's your name?" I questioned.
"My name's Harry Potter, although most people call me Vampire these days." he grumbled.
"Why?" I exclaimed.
"Because I love the taste of human blood." he giggled.
"Well that's not healt-Aw screw it! I imagine it's only going to get more twisted from here on, might as well not point out the petty things," Sunbeam gave a dismissive wave of his hand, grimacing.
"Well, I am a vampire." I confessed.
"Really?" he whimpered.
"Yeah." I roared.
"Weally?" lisped Zatch in a childish squeak, placing his finger against his lip and widening his eyes to crank the cuteness level up to eleven.
"YEAH!" screamed Tia at the top of her lungs, startling the rest of the group. As much as the mamodos hated it, they still managed to get a good laugh out of mocking the horrendous piece of shit. Admit it, some of the lines in there are just unintentionally classic.
We sat down to talk for a while. Then Draco came up behind me and told me he had a surprise for me so I went away with him.
Chapter 7. Bring me 2 life
AN: wel ok u guyz im only writting dis cuz I got 5 god reviuws.
"God reviews, the best kind of reviews you know," Doctor Riddles stated, grinning weakly. No one laughed, not even Kido this time. The stress of everything had pretty much milked him of any good or clever humor.
n BTW I wont rite da nxt chapter til I git TIN god vons!
"Tin god vons?" uttered Kiyo, facepalming. "I... have no comment for that..."
STO FLAMING OR ILL REPORT U! Evony isn't a Marie Sue ok-
"No, she's a Mary Sue. Totally different," murmured Megumi, twiddling a lock of hair boredly.
-she isn't perfect SHES A SATANITS! n she has problemz shes depressed 4 godz sake!
"Yes, we got it," groaned Sunbeam, pressing his fingers against his temple. "She's soooooooo depressed and screwed up and 'goffik'. Please stop nailing that into our heads, we can figure it out just fine."
Draco and I held our pale white hands with black nail polish as we went upstairs. I was wearing red Satanist sings on my nails in red nail polish (AN: c doez dat sound lik a Maru Sue 2 u?).
"Again, no. MARY Sue. Mary Sue."
I waved to Vampire. Dark misery was in his depressed eyes. I guess he was jealous of me that I was going out with Draco.
"No, he probably pities him," sighed the Doctor, shaking his head in sympathy. "That poor, possibly mentally ill man, he probably has no idea what he's getting himself into."
...We started frenching passively and we took off each others clothes enthusiastically.
"Passively... so they're both submitting to each other... what?" Due to his intelligence, Kiyo viewed words that children and even some adults wouldn't understand as simple first grade vocabulary. It was natural for him to be a teenie weenie bit irritated when a good half of the group gawked at him in confusion, forcing him to explain. He wasn't a walking dictionary, sheesh!
...when all of a sudden I saw a tattoo I had never seen before on Draco's arm. It was a black heart with an arrow through it. On it in bloody gothic writing were the words… Vampire!
I was so angry.
"Ah, and that's'a why you'a never get a tattoo of a significant other," said Folgore as he turned to the group, clicking his tongue in disapproval. "Such a silly, silly mistake to'a make. Thank'a god that'a me, Parco Folgore, is'a smart enough to'a never make'a such a stupid choice."
"You have one, don't you?" grunted Sunbeam.
"Guh... SHUT'A UP!"
"You bastard!" I shouted angrily, jumping out of the bed.
"No! No! But you don't understand!" Draco pleaded. But I knew too much.
"No, you fucking idiot!" I shouted. "You probably have AIDs anyway!"
"And we can only hope he transmitted it to her," sighed Megumi, smiling dreamily.
I put on my clothes all huffily and then stomped out. Draco ran out even though he was naked. He had a really big you-know-what but I was too mad to care.
"...Ew..." was the only reaction the group was able to create.
I stomped out and did so until I was in Vampire's classroom where he was having a lesson with Professor Snape and some other people.
"VAMPIRE POTTER, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" I yelled.
"Why is 'motherfucker' the insult and swear of choice?" piped up Zeno, surprising the group. "Put some creativity into it, geez! In fact, this is like kid stuff compared to what we have in the Mamado world. Oh ho, now, words like-"
Dufort was thankfully able to tackle and throw his hands over the child's mouth before he could do anymore harm.
"I've heard them," spoke Dufort slowly and silently, a traumatized look plastered across his usually blank face. "Virgin ears... should not be exposed to such horrors... that would be too cruel... even for us..."
Chapter 8.
AN: stop flassing ok! if u do den u r a prep!
"I... I have nothing to say to that," sighed Kiyo for the umteenth time, completely and utterly emotionally spent. "Flassing. How... how does someone possibly make that kind of mistake? S is no where near M on the keyboard. How? Nobody," he cast a quick glance at Suzy. "Nobody is that stupid. Nobody."
Everyone in the class stared at me and then Draco came into the room even though he was naked and started begging me to take him back.
...My friend B'loody Mary Smith smiled at me understatedly.
"How the hell did she know what was going on?" said Sunbeam, frowning in puzzlement.
"She likes to watch," joked Zeno, cracking another one of his infamous creepy grins.
"Okay seriously kid, how do you even know about this kind of stuff?"
She flipped her long waste-length gothic black hair and opened her crimson eyes like blood that she was wearing contact lenses-
"YAWN!"
...Hermione was kidnapped when she was born. Her real parents are vampires and one of them is a witch but Voldemort killed her mother and her father committed suicide because he was depressed about it. She still has nightmares about it and she is very haunted and depressed.
"Dead parents? Check! Dark and tragic past? Check! Vampires? Check! Depression and gothic attire? Check and check! DING DING DING! Congratulations, you have created the perfect My Immortal character!" announced Doctor Riddles like an overly-enthusiastic game show host, waving his hands in the air in faux-excitement.
...her real last name is Smith-...
"How creative," said Sherry sarcastically, chuckling slightly at the stupidity and blandness. "Hope she didn't hurt herself thinking that name up."
...(Since she has converted to Satanism she is in Slytherin now not Griffindoor. )
"Because, you know, Slytherin doesn't focus on traits such as cunning and ambition, no no no... They're all about the 'goffs' and Satanism and depression and such now... They wouldn't be cool then," snarked Wonrei, griding his teeth as he began to pace anxiously.
"Honestly Wonrei," Li-en sighed, flashing him a tired glare. "We don't all read Harry Potter. Would you please stop referencing facts from the book that we obviously wouldn't know about."
"What is it that you desire, you ridiculous dimwit!" Snape demeaned-
"Okay really, can teachers actually get away with verbally abusing their students like that?" continued to rant Wonrei, speeding up his pace . "Um, don't answer that Suzy," he added quickly as she began to open her mouth. "And could somebody tell Draco to put some bloody pants on? Why is nobody noticing this? God dammit, there must be some sort of law against that..."
..."Vampire, I can't believe you cheated on me with Draco!" I shouted at him.
"Um, how can he cheat on you when you weren't even dating him?" said Megumi. "I thought she was dating Draco, not HarVampire. Or was she?..."
"Don't think too hard about it," sighed Kiyo, shaking his head and giggling warily. "Trust me, it's bad for your health."
Everyone gasped.
"I love how nobody seems to care about the completely naked boy standing in the doorway, but all gasp when they hear about somebody cheating," chuckled Sunbeam, shifting his position slightly but careful not to disturb his resting mamodo (poor little Ponygon, found it easier to just sleep through everything rather then expose himself to anymore of it). "I'm going to go out on a limb here and assume that, in this universe, everyone is so promiscuous that the sight of a naked human in an unusual environment is nothing new or exciting."
I don't know why Ebony was so mad at me. I had went out with Vampire (I'm bi and so is Ebony) for a while but then he broke my heart.
"Oh, hello perspective change," said Kiyo, raising his eyebrows. "Thanks for letting us know you would be dropping by."
..."But I'm not going out with Draco anymore!" said Vampire.
"Yeah fucking right! Fuck off, you bastard!" I screamed.
"Aaaannnddd, we're back to Ebony," groaned Kiyo in frustration, shoving his face back between his knees.
I ran out of the room and into the Forbidden Forest where I had lost my virility to Draco and then I started to bust into tears.
"Oi, smartass," exclaimed Brago, chucking a text book at the curled-up ball that was Kiyo. "What does virility mean anyway?
"Eh?" he grunted, lifting his head from his knees in surprise as the book clattered inches away from his feet. His eyes narrowed once it registered what was being asked of him. Again. Ironically, the book thrown at him was a dictionary. Thankfully he didn't bother to look at the cover, sending Kiyo into unstoppable rage isn't exactly something you want to do too often. "...It refers to masculine characteristics."
"So, she lost her manliness to him? That... that is so wrong on so many levels..."
"Well, she did talk about getting a boner earlier..." remarked Megumi, gremacing slightly as a mental image slowly appeared in her head.
Chapter 9.
AN: stop flaming ok! I dntn red all da boox!
"Then why... are you... writing this...?" snarled Wonrei through gritted teeth, saliva spewing.
...I was so mad and sad. I couldn't believe Draco for cheating on me.
"HE'S BEEN WITH YOU FOR, LIKE, ONE DAY! How would he manage to cheat on you, then get a tattoo of said lover in that short a time period?" Wonrei was livid, almost literally putting a hole in Kiyo's floor with his pacing. Not only was this raping one of his favorite series, the logic of the character also made absolutely no sense in any way.
...Then all of a suddenly, an horrible man with red eyes and no nose and everything started flying towards me on a broomstick! He didn't have a nose-
"Thank you Madame Redundant," said the group in dull unison.
-(basically like Voldemort in the movie) and he was wearing all black but it was obvious he wasn't gothic. It was… Voldemort!
"No, really?" grunted Kiyo sarcastically. "I would have never have guessed aftered you said 'like Voldemort in the movie'."
..."Crookshanks!" I shouted at him.
"That's not a spell! That's the cat! That's the goddamn cat!" Wonrei was now furiously bounding up and down, jabbing his finger at the computer monitor and crying out hysterically.
..."Ebony." he yelled. "Thou must kill Vampire Potter!"
Wonrei sputtered in repulsion. "When the hell did Voldemort start speaking in Ye Olde English? NEVER!"
I thought about Vampire and his sexah eyes and his gothic black hair and how his face looks just like Joel Madden. I remembered that Draco had said I didn't understand, so I thought, what if Draco went out with Vampire before I went out with him and they broke up?
"NO! FREAKING! SHIT!" screamed Wonrei, slamming his hands down on the computer desk and startling Folgore. "You stupid, arrogant bitch! How long did that take you to figure that out?"
"No, Voldemort!" I shouted back.
Voldemort gave me a gun.
"Because in a world with powerful magic, a gun is always the first choice," said Sunbeam snarkily. Despite not knowing the series himself, even he could figure out that it had drastically strayed from the original material.
..."Thou must!" he yelled. "If thou does not, then I shall kill thy beloved Draco!"
"How did you know?" I asked in a surprised way.
Voldemort got a dude-ur-so-retarded look on his face.
"Strangely enough, that's the same look the author gets from her teachers whenever she hands in her homework," said Kiyo. "Shut up Suzy," he added the moment she began to open her mouth.
"I hath telekinesis."
"Wonderful, he can move things with his mind. That still doesn't answer her question," said Kiyo apathetically.
..."And if you doth not kill Vampire, then thou know what will happen to Draco!" he shouted. Then he flew away angrily on his broomstick.
I was so scared and mad I didn't know what to do. Suddenly Draco came into the woods.
"Draco!" I said. "Hi!"
"Well," muttered Sherry, clearing her throat slightly as if to draw attention to herself. "For someone who was just told her boyfriend may be murdered if she does not kill another student, she seems rather cheerful suddenly. Perhaps this is a way of coping with a stressful situation... Oh what am I saying? The author just sucks."
..."Are you okay?" I asked.
"No." he answered.
"I'm sorry I got all mad at you but I thought you cheated on me." I expelled.
"That's okay." he said all depressed and we went back into Hogwarts together making out.
"D'aww dey made up. How CWWWUUUUTTTEEE! Everything's happy and a-ok now!" Kiyo squealed in a mocking childish voice, clasping his hands together and pursing his lips. "Well, ya know, except for that Voldemort guy and Vampire or Draco's impending death, but, ya know, we'll worry about that later. Enoby and Draco need to have teh hawt sexy times now."
Chapter 10
AN: stup it u-
"Unreadable unimportant crap, move along!" yelled the group unanimously.
...I was really scared about Vlodemort all day. I was even upset went to rehearsals with my gothic metal band Bloody Gothic Rose 666.
"Yes, if there was a psychopathic wizard demon threatening to kill my boyfriend if I did not commit a murder myself, I'd go practice with my band," Sherry laughed slightly, shaking her head. "Glad she's got her priorities straight."
...The other people in the band are B'loody Mary, Vampire,-
"Soooo, Vampire was in your band, but yet you didn't know who he was just a day ago? Wow, great band leader there," muttered Kiyo, glancing up slightly.
-Ron (although we call him Diabolo now. He has black hair now with blue streaks in it.) and Hargrid.
"Oh god, oh no..." was all Wonrei was able to moan before hiding his face in his palms to sob.
Only today Draco and Vampire were depressed so they weren't coming and we wrote songs instead. I knew Draco was probably slitting his wrists (he wouldn't die because he was a vampire too-
"WHAT?" roared Wonrei, jerking his head up suddenly. "WHEN? WHEN? NEVER! NEVER! DRACO WAS NEVER A VAMPIRE! NEEEEEVEEERRR! WHY WAS THIS NOT MENTIONED UNTIL NOW? WHY?"
"Oh for heaven's sake," moaned Li-en, looking away from him in mortification. "Why oh why couldn't Harry Potter have been one those books the Chinese government banned? I shall never buy him anything related to Harry Potter ever again!"
-and the only way you can kill a vampire is with a c-r-o-s-s (there's no way I'm writing that)-
"I think you just did," observed Megumi.
-or a steak)-
"A nice, juicy, rare... red... dripping... flavorful... chewy... mmmm..." Zatch's mouth began to salivate profusely.
...I put on a black leather shirt that showed off my boobs and tiny matching miniskirt that said Simple Plan on the butt. You might think I'm a slut but I'm really not.
"Yep... right..." said the group dryly.
We were singing a cover of 'Helena' and at the end of the song I suddenly bust into tears.
"Ebony! Are you OK?" B'loody Mary asked in a concerted voice.
"What the fuck do you think?" I asked angrily.
"Jeez, she just asked you an honest question," said Sunbeam, raising his hands in defense. "No need to go all psycho-bitch on her."
And then I said. "Well, Voldemort came and the fucking bastard told me to fucking kill Harry! But I don't want to kill him, because, he's really nice, even if he did go out with Draco. But if I don't kill Harry, then Voldemort, will fucking kill Draco!" I burst into tears.
Suddenly Draco jumped out from behind a wall.
"And what exactly was he doing standing behind a wall all this-Oh forget it," Kiyo grunted, waving his hand as if to dismiss the topic.
"Why didn't you fucking tell me!" he shouted. "How could you- you- you fucking poser muggle bitch!" (c is dat out of character?)
"Yes! Yes it is!" yelled Wonrei.
I started to cry and cry. Draco started to cry too all sensitive. Then he ran out crying.
We practiced for one more hour.
"What a caring individual," snorted Sherry sarcastically, becoming genuinely disgusted with the character's lack of empathy. "I suppose I should be used to it now, but her complete lack of giving two craps despite saying she does is becoming old and tired very fast."
Then suddenly Dumbeldore walked in angrily! His eyes were all fiery and I knew this time it wasn't cause he had a headache.
"What have you done!" He started to cry wisely. (c dats basically nut swering and dis time he wuz relly upset n u wil c y)
"Yeah, whatever, just get on with the story you stupid goth slut whore," said Kiyo boredly.
"Ebony Draco has been found in his room. He committed suicide by slitting his wrists."
"YOU JUST SAID HE WAS A VAMPIRE AND COULDN'T DIE... Gah... ah... uh... WAAAGGGH!" Wonrei screamed to the Heavens, ripping huge chunks of hair from his scalp in the process. That was the last straw for Li-en.
"That's it!" she exclaimed, grabbing his hand and pulling him roughly towards the door, him sobbing hysterically the whole way. "Wonrei, you need to seriously get ahold of yourself, this is ridiculous. We've got to get out of here."
"You're... you're leaving?" whispered Kiyo with a tone of disappointment that surprised even himself. They had just been there so long that the group just wouldn't feel right without them. Li-en paused, loosening her grip on Wonrei's arm but still facing the door. A pang of guilt hit her, and she was unable to continue her journey to the opening she so desired to escape out of. They had already been through so much together, read so much, learned so much, suffered so much, and, all together, had kept each other sane. Well alright, perhaps not the latter one, but they were there for each other, that's undeniable. And to just give up on this strong-willed group like that...
"No," she finally sighed, dropping her eyes to the floor, defeated. "We just... needed to step out for a bit... leaving you wouldn't be fair. Couldn't do that. We care too much. Besides," she turned her head, grinning weakly. "Someone's got to keep you sane all."
Poor Li-en and Wonrei, so close yet so far away from the freedom each and everyone of them longed for ever so much. Perhaps another day...
...Wait, DAY?
I feel I should apologize for two things. One, for not updating in awhile, although I imagine you're used to it by this point and I'd rather not get into why it's taken so long. Two, for not completing their My Immortal reading within two chapters. I wanted to condense it into two chapters, I really did, but realized that even when shortened it would still be too long. I didn't want to make this chapter much more than 7,000 words, but that would be impossible if I didn't break it up even more. However, I can promise you that the third (and thankfully last) part will be up extremely soon, within the next few days actually. Unfortunately, it's still unlikely that, even within three chapters, that the characters will be able to do a complete reading of My Immortal.
On a side note, today marks exactly four years since I started this fanfic. Dear god, four years... I need to update more...