Twist Ending
Chapter Six: By the Book
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“I don’t think I’m in Ponyville anymore…” I mumbled, turning in a slow circle to examine the surrounding area. My initial examination of the area proving unchanged, just dark, gnarled trees in all directions, no ponies, no Ponyville, nothing but forest it seemed.
“Just, great,” I growled, forcing myself back upright, my legs trembling slightly as I found my way back to my feet. The stabbing pain in my skull persisted, but thankfully it eased to a mild annoyance, it was bearable at least. That didn’t help my situation though, headache or not, I was still alone and lost in what was likely the most dangerous place in Equestria.
As the thought entered my mind, I felt my heart beat a little faster, my breathing grew shallower and more rapid as I turned on the spot more rapidly, searching for any sign of danger or better yet, a way out of the forest.
“Oh hell,” I said softly as the realization began to set in. Alone in the Everfree Forest, a place I didn’t know in the least, lost and probably surrounded by creatures that wouldn’t hesitate to murder me for food, or just for fun. Plus, whatever had teleported me here was probably lurking nearby as well…
By now my heart was pounding painfully against my ribs, my breaths coming in short gasps as my eyes jumped from shadow to shadow, ears straining for the slightest sound.
Amidst the thoughts and images of the possible monsters lurking in the darkness, a single thought made it through. This was all my fault! If I hadn’t have written the damn story, that, creature wouldn’t have brought me here and I’d still be safe and sound at home!
I had no one to blame but myself…
I pushed the thought aside, now wasn’t the time for that. Right now, this was real and I had to think of a way not to wind up dead. Which was easier said then done all things considered, I had no idea where to go or what to do. My only option was to try and calm my frayed nerves and find a way out of this mess.
Despite my panic, I stole a deep breath, followed by another as I tried weakly to regain my composure.
“Okay, stop, stop and think.” I mumbled, forcing my eyes closed, forcing myself not to dwell on where I was, rather what to do, which quickly led back to being alone in the forest and soon brought about another panic attack…
I really wasn’t cut out for this adventuring stuff…
Third time proved to be the charm, as I managed to calm down and start thinking clearly once again, however barely.
My situation was, less then ideal. However sitting here panicking was only going to make it worse, I had to stop and think of a plan, one that didn’t involve running blindly into the woods, which had been my first idea.
Still, what else could I do? Sit here and wait for whatever teleported me to come collect me, praying that the ponies found me first? No, I had to move, which meant I needed a direction…
I opened my eyes at last; thankfully nothing had changed in the short span of time. Slowly I turned on the spot a final time, looking for something, anything that would lead me straight.
Trees, trees everywhere, clumped so closely together it’d be a fight and a half to get through-
There! My eyes landed on a small gap in the forest, amidst the tangled mess of branches and dense foliage, there was a single route through, it wasn’t much, but the overgrowth wasn’t as dense or thick, funny how I didn’t notice that sooner…it wasn’t a path, but it was the next best thing I suppose.
A loud rumble greeted my ears, forcing my gaze skyward. Just in time for a brilliant flash to dazzle my eyes again. “Gah, damn it!” I hissed, hands jumping to my face to rub at my eyes as the headache I’d been ignoring returned full force, along with a fresh pain in my eyes from being blinded.
While I was disoriented, I felt a cold chill suddenly strike the back of my neck, and shivered as it trailed downwards. Before I could react a second chill struck my cheek and another on my forehead.
My hands dipped to my side as I blinked my eyes back into focus. Ignoring the spots rain hitting my face and neck, I set off towards the gap in the tree line, now doubly incentivised to get moving, if only to avoid getting soaked.
“Could this day get any worse?” I asked, expecting a bolt of lightning or something to hit me. Instead the rain abruptly worsened, going from a few spots here and there to a proper shower. In the short few steps it took to reach the edge of the treeline, my clothes and hair were already soaked. “Sorry I asked…” I grumbled, before ducking under the first branch and carefully beginning my path through the forest.
My only hope was that Ponyville wasn’t far away, that I was on the edge of the forest or something. The sooner I made it back, the better.
Another loud crash of thunder sounded over head, not muffled in the least by the thick canopy of trees and branches around and above me. I quickened my pace slightly, eager to be out of the storm.
The only thought that stuck in my mind, was getting the heck out of the rain and forest. For now, locating Twilight and figuring out the reason for my being here were filed away. I could worry about rescue missions and demonic plots once I was back with the other ponies. Provided I lived that long…
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My hopes of making it out of the forest began to fade away with each passing minute as I pushed onwards through the tangled branches and grasping roots that jutted out across my path. What had seemed like a simple run upon exiting the clearing, was swiftly turning into a hard fought, uphill battle with the forest itself it seemed.
Pushing another branch aside, I halted, taking in the area ahead. Thanks to the thick canopy of tree branches and leafs, most of the sunlight that managed to pierce the clouds, was blocked by the forest. Meaning I could only see a few feet in any direction, and right now all I could see was dark trees and tangled foliage everyway I turned. The only difference was the ‘path’ I’d been following since leaving the clearing, though given it was just less dense then any other direction, it didn’t help all that much.
“Is it too much to ask for a path or a sign?” I grumbled as I started to move forwards once again, so far I had no other options but to procee-
I tensed as a sudden chill struck my back, the faint tickle of a breeze rolling across the back of my neck. Instinctively I whipped around, examining the forest behind me. Nothing, I could have sworn something had just darted past me…
A loud snap drew my attention to the right, my eyes peered into the darkness, catching a glimpse of, something, a faint outline that recoiled back into the shadow of the trees around it.
My hands slowly closed into fists as I backed away from where the shadow had been. Maybe it was just my paranoia kicking in, but I could have sworn I felt eyes boring into me.
I continued staring at the spot for a long moment, despite knowing it was pointless, the, whatever it was it probably wasn’t stupid enough to just come back and show itself.
Had I even seen anything though? Or was it just my eyes playing tricks on me, the forest getting to me?
Reluctantly, I turned away, focusing once more on the direction I’d been going, even as I did so however, that feeling of being watched persisted. Shaking my head slightly, I began trudging onwards again, this time though I moved more cautiously, slower so to, hopefully catch any stray sound if something was following me.
I managed to walk for another few minutes, my gaze occasionally jumping back over my shoulder to ensure nothing was following me. If it was it was either quick to hide again, or blending so well with the shadows of the trees that I couldn’t see it.
Focusing back ahead, I felt my heart skip a beat. Ahead I spotted a familiar silhouette, a distinctly pony shaped outline that stood, staring back at me from a few feet ahead, in the darkness I couldn’t make out much detail, but it was definitely a pony.
I halted, eyes widening a touch as we seemed to lock gazes. A cold dread settled into my stomach as I felt its eyes boring into mine. “Uh…Hello?” I asked after a few moments, despite the uneasy feeling, I decided to press my luck, maybe it was Zecora or one of the ponies from town, as unlikely as that was.
Instead of a response, or the sudden attack of some description I was anticipating, it abruptly spun on its heel and simply walked away into the forest, quickly vanishing into the shadows. “Hey! Wait a minute!” I called, throwing caution to the wind as I started to follow. So far it was the only sign of life I’d seen, so I wasn’t keen on letting it slip away that easily.
I quickened my pace and soon reached the tree I’d seen it vanish behind, only to turn the corner and find nothing. Before I could question where it had vanished too, something moved on the edge of my vision, whipping around, I got another glimpse of it as it vanished into the forest a short distance away. “I just wanna talk, damn it!” I cursed, quickly breaking into a jog after the pony.
For whatever reason, I kept up this game of hide and seek for quite a while. It felt like a hour or more ticked by where I would simply glimpse the shadow, rush to catch up, only to find they’d vanished and spot them again. They clearly knew I was following them, I was shouting loud enough. But they wouldn’t stop to talk.
They were leading me somewhere it seemed…but where?
“Would you just slow down, I’m not gonna…hurt…you…” My words trailed off as I pushed through a series of low hanging branches, wincing as one snapped back and struck my cheek. Stumbling through the last few branches, I found myself skidding to a halt as the trees abruptly ended, giving way to a clear view of…
“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me…” I said slowly, eyes widening as I slowly stepped out of the forest completely, ignoring the rain that abruptly began pelting my face as I studied the sight before me.
A long rope bridge, led across what I could only assume was a chasm of some description. A thick fog overtook most of the bridge and obscured everything below it; no doubt it was a long way down though.
A flash of lightning lit up the area beyond, briefly illuminating the tall spires of some fortress or castle beyond the bridge. From here I couldn’t make out much, though I knew what I was looking at. It was the castle from the second episode of the show, the castle where the Elements of Harmony had been housed. The name escaped me, much to my dismay.
Tearing my gaze away from the castle, I glanced left and right, noting that the forest seemed to just, end here. I’d reached the edge of the woods, and not a single tree grew beyond this very point, I could see in a straight line in each direction, for miles it seemed. Or would have if not for the fog…funny I hadn’t seen that back in the forest…
Looking around more carefully, I noted the complete lack of the pony I’d been following. They weren’t on the bridge or in the surrounding here; I couldn’t see any sign of them. Had they run across the bridge before I’d arrived?
Another crash of thunder sounded overhead, startling me from my thoughts. Focusing back on the fog shrouded castle, I felt the now familiar sense of dread return, I might not have written that mysterious pony when I made the story (not that I could recall) but I certainly remember the castle playing a big part of the tale.
If this truly was my story…then Twilight Sparkle was in there, and not alone…
I recall entering the castle alone in the story, though I’d barely made it inside before the ponies found their way here, somehow. So waiting around wasn’t necessarily a bad idea…I could wait a few extra minutes and once they arrived, it would make exploring the castle a damn sight easy.
Then again, I hadn’t written that encounter with, whoever that pony was in the forest. I’d stumbled across the castle by chance in the story, which meant that –despite my earlier realization and beliefs- this wasn’t sticking to my tale completely.
Was it still my story, or was it just coincidence what had happened so far?
I wasn’t sure what to think anymore…
For now, I did my best to file that particular situation aside, I needed to focus on the here and now, not what ifs, which, sadly was something I often did. “What to do, what to do.” I murmured softly, my eyes darting between the bridge, and the castle beyond. I could try sneaking in alone, maybe find Twilight and get out, or I could retreat to the forest edge, stay out of the rain until the other ponies turned up (if they turned up) and hopefully find her as a group.
I liked the second option more, less chance of bad things happening to me…
Shivering slightly, I quickly retreated back a few paces, back under the tree line and out of the rain, once again I was completely soaked through, and likely going to suffer a cold or worse as a result. It was probably best I didn’t stick around out in the downpour.
Now out of the rain, my conflict returned. I wasn’t a coward, at least that’s what I told myself. But really, I had no interest in going in there and risking my neck, even if it was to save someone’s life, not to mention that someone was probably my ticket home and out of this mess.
Every minute I delayed risked her dying; I didn’t need to try hard to recall what was likely going on in there. If I waited, we might be too late to save her, and then what? We couldn’t exactly just magic up another element bearer and save the day…we needed her.
As much as I was unfit for the job. I had to try, better to die doing something heroic (and stupid) then cowering in a corner, right?
“Stop being a coward.” I thought, frowning as I crept to the edge of the forest and studied the run to the castle, the bridge would be a problem. One slip up and it was a swift drop to jagged rock junction, and with this rain…
Then the castle itself, provided I didn’t get seen on the approach, I couldn’t say with any certainty what was actually inside the walls or even outside thanks to the fog. I had no weapons, or the strength to really fight.
“Looks like all that time wasted playing Metal Gear is gonna pay off.” I mumbled, grinning slightly despite the impending doom of what I was about to do. I had no illusions that I could pull this off, but hell, not like I had anything to lose anymore…
And who knows, a lot of self insert authors somehow figured that if you died, you were sent home. That was a positive outlook, right?
I paused for a second longer, swallowing the lump that was forming in my throat. “Now or never.” I said, before taking a deep breath and breaking into a sprint for the bridge, I knew if I hesitated for a moment at this point, I’d chicken out. The best option was to just go for it, not stop for a second, just run for it and pray I was making the right choice.
Maker, I hope the ponies found their way here, and fast!
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It was a quick jog to the bridge, where I halted for the first time. The bridge swayed back and forth in the rain, bobbing unnervingly as the wind and rain struck it. I found myself hesitating before taking the first step.
I could do this; I HAD to do this…
I took a deep breath, and carefully stretched out one foot, lightly placing it on the first plank, slowly I shifted my weight fully onto the foot, even over the rain I could hear the creaking, I gulped, before slowly picking up my other foot and moving it to the step beyond. My hands quickly closed around the ropes that acted as handrails, gripping them tightly. “Hate, my, life.” I hissed through clenched teeth, the creaking growing louder as I made it to the third step.
This was easily the stupidest idea I’d ever had! Okay maybe that was because my mind was blank with fear and I couldn’t think of anything stupider, but regardless, crossing an unstable bridge with no fallback plan or support had to rank up there.
Another step, still going, another, I winced as the bridge suddenly shifted as the wind picked up, my grip tightened and I felt my breath catch in my throat as my feet slipped on the wet planks. I quickly steadied myself, eyes closing as I fought to calm my rapidly beating heart.
After a few moments of not falling to my death, I risked opening my eyes, and for some really stupid reason, I looked down. Nothing but fog thankfully, still, just seeing nothing below my feet cause my knees to tremble and my heart began to pound harder then before.
“Rule one, never, look, down.” I reminded myself, before forcing my gaze back to the bridge ahead. “Just don’t think about it.’ I said before shakily taking another step, then a second. The bridge creaked again, and I halted, waiting.
Another step, I had to be about halfway now, right? I risked a glance over my shoulder, I couldn’t see the other side of the bridge, or the side I’d come from, the fog had rapidly closed in and obscured my vision to a couple of feet in each direction.
Gulping again, I focused back on the fog ahead, and slowly made another step. I just had to keep going, don’t think about what I was doing, or what was below...I shuddered slightly, before taking another step. I was really bad at this ‘don’t think about it’ plan.
I should start a list.
Another few steps and I noted the beginnings of the cliff face on the other side of the bridge starting to creep into view. I smiled weakly; just a few more steps and I’d be across!
My heart skipped a beat when I stepped again, only to hear a loud crack followed by suddenly plummet several feet, my knee slamming into the next board painfully. I yelped in pain and shock as I finally halted, one leg dangling precariously through the bridge, my body only being held up by my grip on the ropes.
Slowly, shakily, I pulled myself back up, ignoring the pain in my legs and hands, I managed to get back onto the bridge. “Too close, way to close.” I mumbled, risking a glance down to take note of the now broken step.
Carefully, I leapt over it, landing on the next one and cringing until the creaking and swaying stopped. I quickened my pace this time, despite my fears, I just wanted off the bridge now and quickly finished my crossing, thankfully with no further incident.
As soon as my feet hit solid ground again, I felt my knees buckle, and I landed on them roughly, wincing slightly as the pain from before flared up for a moment. “Never, again.” I gasped, eyes focused on the ground as I fought to catch my breath, I hadn’t even realized I’d been holding it for the last few steps.
Twilight could teleport me back to Ponyville, no way I was crossing that bridge again!
Composing myself, I awkwardly stumbled back to my feet and paused to take in my surroundings. I was across the bridge, but still couldn’t see much, this fog. It seemed to thicken the closer I was to the castle, strange.
“Almost like it’s not natural.” I mused; it was possible the fog was acting as a barrier, obscuring the area from view to hide what was going on. Or maybe it was just fog and I was looking too heavily into it.
Either way, it was just a visual barrier, and I had to keep moving. I started to creep forwards again, now that I was back off the bridge I felt more at ease, but I still had the problem of what might be guarding the castle. The last thing I wanted to do was run head first into a sentry.
After a few paces I noted a vague shadow looming out of the fog, as I moved closer I noted two shapes, unmoving and hard to distinguish, standing directly ahead and spaced a few feet apart. I halted, eyes widening a touch as I watched, and waited.
They didn’t move. Slowly I crept forward a few more steps, and a little more. The outline of a huge door started to materialize behind them as I closed the gap. More details became pronounced as I drew nearer, both appeared to be pony shaped silhouettes, the one on the left was reared onto its hind legs, and wings spread wide, a sword clutched between its teeth.
Again I halted, my eyes darting between it and the other, a horn jutted out of its skull and it had its head bowed slightly, looking almost ready to charge at me. I waited a few seconds, breath held. Still they didn’t move.
I crept closer to the pegasus and finally, in the dim light some details caught my eye, the figure was a very dull gray, both in mane and body, it didn’t move an inch as I drew within a few paces of it, and lightly waved a hand in front of its eyes.
Taking a deep breath, I lightly tapped it on the nose. Stone, they were statues!
“Urgh…” I groaned, stepping back and sparing a glance towards the other, it was the same, solid stone guardians that flanked the main entrance. I exhaled a relieved sigh, quickly stepping aside as I made my way towards the door.
I only made it a few steps, when a sudden grinding sound, like stone on stone sounded behind me, and I jumped, snapping around and glancing back and forth between them again.
Funny, I could have sworn their heads were facing straight, towards the bridge, now though; the pegasus was turned, looking over its shoulder at me…
I licked my suddenly dry lips and turned away, that tingling sensation in the back of my neck returning before I’d even take a single step. I didn’t waste any time darting through the door and putting as much distance between myself and those cold statues as I could.
Entering the castle proper, I noted the fog for some reason didn’t creep into the building as much as I’d expected, the floor was veiled, but everything above my ankles was visible and untouched.
Slowly, I moved further into the room, the massive hall was barren save a few pillars, the only stand out feature was that massive statue like centrepiece where the elements had been, the tall spires were devoid of the old stone orbs now though, having been shattered and unleashed by their bearers a while ago in this very place.
That now familiar giddiness returned as I took the opportunity to glance about with wide eyed wonder, my present situation forgotten. It was like walking onto the set of your favourite movie or something. Only this was real.
Real…I shook my head, shaking off the sense of wonder. There was a time and a place for this. I needed to stop getting distracted so easily. I hesitated, taking in the hall again. Pillars, the centrepiece (what was that exactly anyway?) and…I slowly moved forwards and circled around one of the pillars, my eyes landing on a darkened stairwell off to one side, it lead upwards and curved around, presumably to the second floor of the castle.
I spared a glance over my shoulder and back towards the door. Then examined the expansive room again, so far I appeared to be alone. I had to admit the lack of any sign of the other ponies was troubling. Had they gotten lost in the forest? Had something, happened? They should have only been a few minutes behind me at most.
Maybe I should turn back…try and locate them and point them here…?
A sudden flash of green light drew my eye, I snapped around, looking for the source. A second later, a high pitched scream tore through the castle, the sound bouncing off the walls and leaving a painful ringing sound in my ears. I felt the colour drain from my face and my heart briefly stop at the sound, it was unmistakably the sound of someone in agony, the cry of someone suffering badly.
Twilight!
All thought of being quiet or retreating drained away as I broke into a sprint, not stopping for a second as I bolted towards the flash of light I’d seen. I quickly reached the stairs and began ascending. It wasn’t until I reached the top that common sense finally kicked back in and I skidded to a halt on the last step, almost sending myself tumbling back down again.
Not a moment to soon it seemed, as a voice suddenly cut through the silence, confirming I’d almost run head long into, whatever was going on up there.
“Its only going to get worse the more you fight.” A voice, female and laced with irritation reached my ears, soon followed by a faint clopping sound. “We’ll get what we need one way or another…the question is whether you’ll give it to us willingly, or we take it by force.”
Another bright green flash dazzled my ears, closely followed by a second scream. I cringed as I continued sneaking forwards, pressing myself to the wall in a vain attempt to make use of the shadows. I might have a rough idea of what was going on, but I wasn’t going to take chances.
The clopping of hooves on stone grew louder, making me stop dead; I held my breath, waiting until the sound started again a few seconds later, this time growing quieter as they presumably paced back across the room.
I waited for a few moments longer, before creeping up to the edge of the archway the stairs ended in and peaked around the edge. The room beyond was similar to the one down stairs. A sizeable (though much smaller by comparison to the last) chamber, pillars scattered about obscured large chunks of the room.
Though I could still more then enough of what was happening.
In the center of the room lay a familiar purple coloured pony, the rapid rising and falling of her chest the only sign that she was still alive. I couldn’t make out much from this distance, though I could hear the faint sobs as she recovered from whatever they were doing to her.
The sound of hooves on stone sounded again, and another figure stepped into view. Another pony though this one was wearing a thick cloak that hid her features, the only defining feature was a horn that just barely stuck out from under her hood.
“Now then miss Sparkle. What’s it going to be?” The cloaked pony asked, her voice dripping with malice as a dull green glow enveloped her horn. “Will you help us willingly? Or do I have to resort to, drastic, measures.” I shivered; the sadistic grin she bore was evident in her voice.
Twilight didn’t respond, or couldn’t might have been a better word, faint sobbing was the only sound she made, her body quivering in time with the heart breaking sound. I heard a sigh, before the glow from the ponies horn suddenly flared to a blinding level, I looked away, just as Twilight started screaming again.
I felt my heart sink. Twilight was in trouble, being tortured, and it was my fault. Hell I’d planned this, had actually written this! She was suffering because I’d written a stupid fanfiction!
Finally the glow subsided, as did the cries of pain. I opened my eyes, and noted my vision was slightly blurred, the sting of tears accompanying my poorer vision. I blinked several times, clearing them, before I risked poking my head out again to see what was happening.
“I won’t ask again miss Sparkle.” The unicorn hissed as she resumed pacing, allowing me to see Twilight again. Thin wisps of smoke coiled off her coat, she wasn’t crying anymore, she was barely breathing at all... “You’re the most powerful user of magic short of Princess Celestia herself! The master needs your ability. Your magical prowess alone could fulfil what a dozen unicorns working in unison couldn’t hope to achieve!” She halted, out of my sight again. “You will help us, one way or another. Even if we have to drain the magic out of you a fraction at a time.”
“When she wakes, we try again.” She stated to someone I couldn’t see, I risked poking my head out a little further, no luck, a pillar was between me and whoever was in the chamber.
“Why do we need her alive?” A second voice suddenly pitched on, a low, gruff voice that sounded like the owner had been eating sandpaper before opening his mouth. I trembled slightly, the voice striking a cord with my memory. “Were wasting time with this torture!”
“Aww, what’s the matter captain, afraid to get your hooves dirty?” The unicorn responded, her voice a mock, motherly coo that did anything but reassure me. “He made it clear that he wants her alive. If she won’t cooperate, we’ll just have to use her as a mana battery.”
“Why bother with this then? If the spell will work with or without her willingly aiding us, why give her the option in the first place!?” A loud, resounding bang sounded through the room, the audible rumble of a thunderclap following in its wake. Needless to say I almost tumbled back down the stairs as a result.
“The master wants the Elements of Harmony alive. They’ll be a great asset in the future. But that doesn’t mean I can’t have a little fun while we wait on her friends.” I cringed as my gaze briefly jumped back to Twilight. If that was her idea of fun, I’d hate to see what she did when she was mad.
…Oh wait, I did know.
“And what of the, creature the master is so fond of? The…human?” The second voice asked after a long moment.
“He…doesn’t even tell me why that thing is so important.” The unicorn responded with a sigh, I could tell even from here she was not amused at being kept in the dark. “All I know is that he wants it alive for now as well.” The clopping sound again this time much louder then before and echoed by a second set of hooves, and the unicorn returned to the center of the room, this time accompanied by her companion.
A hulk of a pony, easily double the size of the cloaked mare, shrouded in a black flight suit with neat purple trim, dark yellow goggles were pulled down over the stallion’s eyes.
I felt my knees grow numb as I shuffled back slightly, hiding myself behind the archway again. Captain Nightblade, leader of the Nightmares own take on the shadowbolts, this time though they weren’t here just to tempt Rainbow Dash into abandoning her friends, they were a proper fighting force, his elite guard.
And Nightblade was one of the worse, easily as big, if not bigger then Big Mac, and pure muscle. The kind of clichéd brute that would crush your skull with his bare hooves if you so much as looked at him funny, the last pony I wanted to be going up against by myself.
“Speaking of the human.” I shifted slightly, peaking around the corner again, watching as the unicorn approached Twilight and lightly nudged her with one hoof. “I trust your men are keeping watch around the perimeter, ensuring we know when the elements and he finds their way out of the forest?”
Nightblade growled, his dark blue wings abruptly spreading as he shot a glare towards the magister. “Of course! Unlike your tricks, they actually do their job right!” He snapped, again one hoof slammed against the ground, that same thunderclap like sound ringing through the chamber. “That teleport scroll was supposed to deliver them right into our hooves, instead they wound up lost in the forest!”
The unicorn clicked her tongue, but chose not to rise to the jab about her magic. “Well, if your troops are so good at their jobs, why exactly has the human been standing there listening to this conversation for the past five minutes without you realizing?”
I felt a chill run down my spine, before I could react the unicorn’s head abruptly snapped around and glared straight at me, I didn’t need to see her face to know she was looking me dead in the eyes. And like a deer stuck in headlights, I was frozen to the spot, shock and a sudden burst of terror freezing me in place.
Nightblade slowly turned as well, and followed her gaze, spotting me as well. A loud snarl escaped him; I gulped, still finding it impossible to move.
Yeah, this was going to end well…
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And finally its finished! :D Took longer then I would have liked, and as usual I don't really like how it turned out, but oh well. Its finished at least.
Apologies if anything doesn't read quite right, I was going back and editing/revising various parts of the story as I went along, I did my best to tidy it up but I may have missed something.
But, yeah I hope you all enjoyed it :D As usual (for me) i'm making it up as I go along, so hopefully I can keep this interesting lol.