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What? You just told me you were on our side!
I blushed at the contact and shrugged. "Sure- alert away. Maybe that will get a reaction out of him..." I grumbled- remembering the disagreement I had with him earlier that morning. "I'm all yours Ardyn- what are we doing tonight?" I ask, an inkling of guilt at the back of my mind. (Ooooh- trouble in paradise xD)
Ardyn reached for his cell phone and dialed Cor. How did he has his number? No one is sure. He waited until a husky voice was on the other end.
“Yes, Marshal? This is Mr. Steal Yo Girl. Michelle is with me now. Oh, well that language is of needed.”
He draped one arm around his new beauty and smiled into the phone.
“Oh, have no fear, Marshal. She is well taken care of.”
While Cor’s raised voice emitted from the phone Ardyn promptly hung up.
Total invasion in minutes, and all I could do was watch!
✦✧ A FELONS PARTY
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“Party Crashed” - PROLOGUE
Basically, I have this ambitious idea for a visual short story, but I’m a little worried you guys in the community are going to hate me for it. So to soften the impact, I swear the content will remain under PG13 or (Teen) friendly. No graphic gore or nudity. I personally believe it’s a good story idea and I hope that is what everyone else will focus on too. Not seeing me as a monster for exercising my imagination in a “what if this happened” scenario.
The idea: What if Archer never thought to grab Mr. Dinkles?
I submit this to peer consideration in the Trolls community.
Party Crashed
The feeling had come on fast - too fast for Avery to make any sense of it, much less react appropriately. Despite having been unsettled all afternoon, he'd shrugged it off as mere nervousness, but now it had escalated to something else entirely. This wasn't just apprehension. This he was familiar with. It had never come on so abruptly or in such an intense fashion, though, and the sensation practically knocked the wind out of him and bowled him over. Something was wrong. "Hey, man, something's not..."
Before he could finish, there was smoke, and then the sound of a gun being fired off. Chaos. Crying and screaming and panic and that God forsaken feeling. It was like being eight years old all over again, sitting in the back of his parent's car on the way to school. The memory only amplified his anxiety, making everything ten times worse. He was suddenly short of breath and the smoke certainly wasn't making it easier for him to breathe. Gasping for air and trying not to succumb to the dizziness, he stumbled sideways, clutching the corner of a table in an effort to try to compose himself enough to do something.
Fuck.
It didn't feel like a bullet, but Avery couldn't be certain. It'd felt more like claws. He still couldn't make out a damn thing, and his senses were already beyond overwhelmed with the situation at hand, but something had definitely struck his side. What was going on? Where was everyone? Tristan? Nasir? The grooms? What was he supposed to do? First and foremost, he needed to collect himself. Everything was spinning and his side was searing and the voices were as loud as they had ever been before. It was a wonder he was still on his feet, because the weight of it all was more than enough to bring him to his knees. Eight years old all over again, and equally as helpless.
Squeezing his eyes shut tight, as though doing so would somehow make all of the bad things go away, Avery did the only thing he knew to do. The voices in his head were so loud now that they were deafening. He brought both hands up to his ears, covering them tight to try and block out all the noise.
He screamed - a quivering, horrified scream that was bound to resonate throughout the chaos.
Party Crashed
Wolfsbane was deadly to many, but not to the kind that Theo was; which was a a sadder truth than a good one since there were many werewolves in the room.. Regardless of it, Theo had been hit three times. Two bullets on his back and one on his on his shoulder. He screamed in pain, but not as long as some others did. Nasir could have said that he was lucky because all the bullets that were directed at him the fox spirit took and the werewolf/hunter was more than hasty when it came to help Theo out as well as those near by.
"Don't worry about me. Keep helping the others" he said as he ripped his shirt out. He watched as Nasir went out to look for others and help them out and surely for his brother as well. A spark started to flow between his fingers and in seconds he was applying that hand towards his back, burning the wolfsbane with the fox fire as fast as he could. He then turned around and saw someone else.
"No offense, but now is not the time to admire my body"
