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An unfinished story just waiting to be unraveled... |
Suddenly, without warning, my knees buckled and I felt is warm arms wrap around me before I could hit the ground. I was to weak to deliver an elbow to his temple like I normally would, but still, I refused. I refused to give into the stupid heavy temptation to sleep. Being temporarley disabled to fight is one thing, but not knowing what's going on completly, I can't do that. The terrible thought of him being alone with an unconsious me gave me adequate determination to get through this situation, my way. Not his. I guess the strength of the hypo needle and the strength of my own will cancelled out, because I was stuck in a subliminal stage where I was under the treshold of consiousness. I was able to make out some minor details of my sences but couldn't fully register the situation before me. All I knew for sure were 3 things. 1: He's been looking for me for a very long time and is probably still angry I broke his nose the last time we met. Ooops. 2: He is now in my presence and I am in the very dispised state of vulnerability and helplessness. And 3: His "Strength of a Cobra" hands now had a deathlock on my throat. ..........................................................The original character is a girl, but it's not really evident. So you can make it whomever you want. Have fun with it and tell me what you get out of it! |