Post by ARWEN REDFERN on Jun 20, 2010 20:27:33 GMT -5
Walking through the grassy fields was relaxing. Usually. Unfortunately, they weren't always relaxing because of certain people. Arwen was walking faster and faster. She wasn't panting yet, but the man who was following her was annoying the hell out of her. Her blue eyes were blazing with annoyance. Unable to take it any longer, she says in a cold and hard tone,
Leave me alone! I don't WANT to date you. He was begging on his knees. Arwen stood there, not amused at all. All of a sudden, he grabs her and tries to kiss her. She struggles and kicks him in the stomach. He growls and lunges at her. With her assassin skills, she doges and trips him and runs. She's near the castle wall now, thank god. She'll be safe for a little bit. Or not.
He's there, running after her and waving or something. She looks around and sees a bunch of men running towards her. She unsheathes her swords and is ready to fight. The man finally reaches towards her and gave a shake of his head before sighing.
Arwen. You never should of resisted me. I loved you so much. Arwen looks at him with disgust shown on her face. He is quite handsome, she knows but because of what had happened before...she can't forget the pain. She did love him before but not anymore. She had forgotten how to love a guy. To love him. Her blue eyes stare at him with such anger, she wants to cry. Gripping her dual blades, she readies herself and shouts,
This is stupid, Brad! You're ganging up on me now? Pathetic! You're the one who dumped me in the first place! Now you want me?! she's nearly shrieking. He continues to shake his head and with a snap of his fingers, the men come towards her. Arwen snarls angrily. How dare he do this to her? She was of a higher rank than he was! Wasn't she? With a flurry of blows towards the group of men, she gets three down. Knocked out. Five more to go. Twirling her blades in her hands, she manages to block and knock another man down. Unfortunately, she doesn't see the man behind her, holding a shield. He knocks her down, and Arwen cries out and drops her sword. On the ground, trying to stay conscious, she watches the men drag her up.
Usually, she would of won. They used tricks and it wasn't fair. She manages in a low tone, Brisingir. Flames engulfed the group of men. Screams could be heard. Bradly whips around and sees her sinking to the ground. Arwen is stumbling to get her blades again, but Bradly knocks her down with his strong arms. He picks her swords up and her as well. Ignoring the cries of the men around him, he rams her into a wall and is choking her.
How dare you defy me? You belong to me! Nobody else! He's snarling and nearly spitting in her face. He lets her go and kisses her hard on the lips. Unable to move, she tries to push him off, but he's pinning her against the wall. He's strong and she's unable to speak nor move. Finally, there is an opening and Arwen was able to kick him away from her. Using all of the air in her lungs, she screams,
HELP. SOMEBODY HELP ME-- once again, Arwen was punched and slammed against the wall. With all the strength she could muster, she punched him in the gut again. He growls and slaps her cheek with a cruel smile on his face. Dammit, she needed to say something. Trying to get him off her, she shouted,
Thrysta vindr! He goes flying back. She breathes in and escapes, trying to get away from him. Grabbing her swords along the way, she finds herself running as fast as she can. There's a sudden pain on her shoulder and she sees a dagger in her shoulder. Screaming in pain, she falls down and is clutching her shoulder. He's there and getting closer. Blood drips down his face and Arwen can't help but feel very scared. He was going to rape her, wasn't he? Grabbing the dagger out of her wound, she winces.
She was loosing blood. Too much blood. Arwen wasn't scared of blood, but knowing that she was going to lose this one, wasn't right. You bastard. I'm going to kill you and get this over with! she growls and tries to go at him. He catches her arm and pins her down on the grass. She's blinking away the tears that are beginning to form.
Help. Someone, please help.
TAG: NATE?!
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[/color] I HAVE NO CLUEWORDS:
MUSE:[/color] SOMEBODY TO LOVE- GLEE
CLOTHING:[/color] here
NOTES:[/color] NO IDEA WHAT TO WRITE BUT HERE IT IS...
CREDIT:[/color] TILLY of caution 2.0.[/font][/left][/size]
