A hunter's nightmare (rp, private)

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    OOh yeah! That works![/fancypost]

    Alright, now that we have this figured out xD Where are we going to start and how?


    (( I feel like we are both stalling out of our uncertainty of how to actually start xD ))

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    (yes that is exactly what we're doing XD)
    I think we should start out with them maybe waking up from blacking out? Like maybe we could start with them explaining just a bit of their past and then skip to when they're waking up. Like for example maybe something like this:
    I woke up feeling light headed. I can't exactly remember what happened, but I remember feeling pain in my head. I sat up, holding my forehead and rubbing my temple. What happened? I felt slightly odd, like I was somewhat different. I looked around. Apparently I was in the forest. I vaguely remembered going out with Skyler to hunt something. We must have met it. I wondered where she was now. I then stood with wobbly feet. I started walking towards nowhere in particular. "Skyler!" I called as loud as I could. I felt as if I couldn't hear myself as good as I normally would but then again it was very silent so maybe it was just blending together. I would make it to her, I know I would, just at a slow pace.[/fancypost]

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    Alright ^_^ so I guess just start when you're ready[/fancypost]

    Okay. I am super excited! xD :) My muse is up and ready to go but like I have to go eat really quickly (growls because I wanted to start) but I WILL BE BACK ASAP WITH A GIANT POST!


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    Alright. I shall post ASAP! ;)


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    Element- Air & Darkness




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    Abilities - Controlling Ice/Snow && Shape-shifting




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    I had always been one to love adventure. The sound of danger had never failed to catch my undivided attention. When someone brought up a crazy idea I was always the first to volunteer to go and actually do it. Once some of my friends wanted to sneak out and go into the woods to a haunted house - which we knew was actually haunted, being we were the kids of hunters - and try to kill the thing that lived there. I had been around fifteen and was always excited for the idea. Kids my age had always talked big about going to the house and actually attempting to kill it, but none were brave enough; we all knew the stories. The place had belonged to an old farmer named Gary Miller. He'd had a wonderful family, two strong and hardworking boys and a young daughter who loved to play around in the rafters of the barn. His wife, Karen, had always been around the farm baking pie and muffins.




    The story goes that one night Gary was out of town on some business, taking care of some problems that had to deal with his crops and their prices. When he came home, his wife was crying and grieving. Their little girl had slipped while walking across the beam in the barn and died. It had been an accident, but they couldn't bear the loss of their five year old little girl. It was said that the two older brothers left home and never returned, and the wife stabbed herself when the depression became too much. The farmer, Gary, got angry. He had shouted to the skies at God for doing this to his family, but it didn't change anything. His family was gone. They say he was always drunk until one night he shot himself with his shotgun. His ghost haunts the house, his anger about the loss of his family had never left and those who went to the house never returned...




    I was never scared by that story, though most people I knew were absolutely terrified of it. It was a true story, but I found myself feeling bad for the farmer - not scared of him. He lost his family, everyone he cared about was either dead or had left. If it were my family I would be pretty messed up too. That kind of thinking caused my friends to think I lost my mind, and then they started daring me to go and find out if the rumors of people disappearing there were true. I was going to go; multiple times my stuff had been packed and my gear was on as I prepared to leave. Every single dang time I was stopped by my best friend - Christopher Allen. He had always gotten me off the path of what would have been my death wish, even though half the time I would get super pissed off at him for not letting me go and I would try to sneak away only to end up kicking and screaming in his arms. Really, I owed my life to my best friend.




    Now, I was hiking through the forest trying to find him - Chris - but I seemed to be out of it. Every step I took was misplaced as I stumbled through the trees. I found myself running into a tree every so often and my head was throbbing in pain. I tried to recall what Chris and I had been doing in the forest in the first place but I couldn't remember, though I knew it was nothing good. Dirt and dried blood covered my body from head to toe. I really need a shower. I thought as I catch myself from falling - again. Even though my mind screamed at me to focus on finding Chris, everything in my head was just going wild. Find Chris. Find Chris. That was my goal: Find Chris. I couldn't concentrate on one thing for more than a couple of seconds, though, and if I tried I got extremely dizzy and the headache only increased. "Chris!" I croaked out, trying to be loud but failing.




    I go to step again, but I find nothing under my feet and crash to the ground. "Umph!" I groan as I hit the ground, too worn out to even attempt at catching myself. My entire body ached; my legs and my arms, my back, my head, even my toes and my nose. I try to pull myself back to my feet, but my head spins and everything around me suddenly spins out of control. What was going on? Was I dying? If I was dying then this was a crazy was to die, alone and in the woods. My eyes feel heavy, everything going into slow motion as I let myself be taken by the darkness once again, consumed by the dizzy feeling and the strange sickness that I was feeling.




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    Is that a good starting post? Or did I completely fail? I feel like I failed. xD


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    Element- Air & Darkness




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    Abilities - Controlling Ice/Snow && Shape-shifting




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    Outfit - Clickie




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    The post was edited 1 time, last by Phantom - Loves Castiel ().

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    [ that was an amazing post! ]


    People say I'm too protective; I say I'm just caring. I still remember when I was younger, I would always protect my parents and I thought it was my job to let nothing happen to them when people thought it was the other way around. Parents protect their children but this time, the child protecting it's parents. That was me; I got teased about it at school. People thought I was weak, along with my friends and when they gave me a hard time it didn't bother me. When they messed with my friends that's when I started getting protective.


    Once I went to my best friends house, Skylar, and saw she had her gear packed to go hunting. People were always talking about this haunted house where a farmer used to live. Long story short he killed himself because of the death of his daughter and wife. Everybody is scared to go there because it is said you will never return. Bad thing is, everybody knows Skylar is one for a good adrenaline pumping adventure so they dared her to go there. She's tried more than once but once I had to pick her up to stop her. She was kicking and screaming but I got her to stay home. I just wouldn't be able to live with myself if anyone got hurt on my watch.


    Now I'm in a forest, on the ground. When I opened my eyes I felt lost. I saw trees and the sun. I started to breathe heavily and struggled to move my arm to ready myself to stand. Eventually I found the strength I needed to stand and had to lean on a tree before getting my footing. I sighed and put my hand on my forehead when I felt as if every drop of blood poured down from my head and into the rest of my body. In other words my head felt like it didn't weigh a thing.


    I think I made it pretty far into the woods. Either that or I was really lost. My breathing was controlled now that I had been walking for a bit. "Skylar!" I yelled. My throat felt raw, almost like all of it was scratched like a giant scrape inside my throat. After yelling her name at least three times I stopped and leaned against a tree again. I felt hot all of a sudden. My hands felt like they were hot enough to start sweating but nothing happened.


    I kept walking and then came across some sort of "dropping." It was a small hill that someone could mistake as a hole, some people might say it was an indent in the ground. I walked down and thought I saw a body. It was a females body. As I approached it I realized that this may be Skylar. I couldn't exactly tell since my vision, and memory, wasn't the best right now. "Skylar?" I said, maybe a little more uneasy than I wanted it to sound.
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    "Skylar?" I would have sworn that was Chris's voice, but I didn't trust my mind at the moment. My head was throbbing and I was probably hallucinating from the heat of the sun on my body. This was is. I was going to die. The rustling of leaves caught my attention though, and I forced my eye open and saw a pair of feet somewhat up the hill. Real? Not real? I wasn't sure, but I decided to attempt a pitiful response. If it was not real who was around to judge me anyways, right? "Are you an angel?" I attempt a joke, but my voice was barely above a whisper when I spoke. It was probably because my throat was dry from the lack of water. My entire body felt cold, really, really cold. It was almost as if I were in winter in the snow somewhere in the North Pole. That was probably an exaggeration, but my body was numb from how cold I was and just by glancing at my fingers I noticed they were blue. Wasn't I really hot but a few seconds ago though? Yes. I was hallucinating this. I was not really cold; the sun and heat was getting to my head, that explained everything.




    As I lie there on the ground, I let myself think - a lot. I thought about Chris and Jason. Both didn't seem to really lie each other very much, but both seemed to tolerate the other for me. What was going to happen when they found me dead? I didn't even hope to live; for heaven's sake I am lying here thinking about what happens when I die! Chris would probably be upset, he would probably be upset with himself because - now that I can remember things a bit more clearly instead of fuzzy images - we had been out on a hunt, just me and him. Him and I. Whatever. Proper grammar doesn't matter right now, I'm dying cut me some slack will you? Anyways, he would probably be a bit upset with himself, even though he didn't do a thing to cause me to die. What had we been hunting anyways? I only remember leaving to go hunting, but I didn't remember going into a forest - everything past that was just a blurry mass of images that I had a feeling would take me a long time (and a lot of headaches) to remember. Did I really want to remember anyways?




    I knew I was getting off track, but I got distracted easily, so it wasn't really my fault. Was that how I ended up here? Lying on the ground about to die? No. Something else happened. I knew it was something else. Yet, what could it have been? I came up shorthanded for an explanation and decided to imagine what would happen after I was dead. Chris would break the news to Jason, already feeling guilty and hurt about it. Jason would probably flip out and cuss Chris out before attacking him. I was not sure who would win a fight, probably Jason because Chris would probably think he deserved to be beaten up. Fights. Jason and Chris fighting. Who would win if it was just Chris versus Jason? I had a feeling Chris would win - not that I had anything against my boyfriend but I knew Chris and he was good with a lot of things like that.




    Chris. My best friend. The muscle in my chest that I suppose was normally called a heart - why was it a heart anyways? And why was it shaped funny when a real heart looked nothing like a drawn one that little kids draw? - clenched in tremendous pain. I really did love my best friend. He saved my life more times than once. It was all too easy to remember past events; like when we were in our Freshman year and I had started to notice him more as a guy than a best friend. I was constantly blushing and everything that we had use to do like it was nothing had suddenly gotten me embarrassed. Once we were wrestling - pretending that I was a hunter and Chris was a monster because Chris refused that I could ever be a monster - and I ended up tripping and falling. Chris had caught me, though he hadn't had his balance either and we had toppled over. I had fallen on top of him, squashed against his body. That had been a very embarrassing time, though before it hadn't been anything unusual.




    Chris had been worried about me, like he always was. God he was such an amazing human being. He shouldn't know about the horrors of what was really in this world; horrors being vampires and wendigos, werewolves and changelings, those kinds of creatures. I could see Chris being a doctor, helping people with everything that made Chris the amazing human that he was. I smile a little at the image that popped into my head: an older Chris in a snow-white lab coat with a little black patch on it that said "Doctor Allen" in white letters on it, smiling down at a little girl who was scared because she had to get a check-up and making her feel better by giving her a pink lollipop. I could hear his voice in my head already. If only he had gotten the chance at a normal life. When I died - which I swear is going to be soon - I just want Chris to leave the life of a hunter and live a normal apple-pie kind of life. Not this one. I wish I had never suggested becoming full, official hunters in the first place.




    Of course hunting had been my idea. I saw everyone else hunting and I only saw the good side; people would be saved and living because of me. I have never had the slightest clue that it would ruin my life. It gave me the adrenaline rush that I loved; that I was known for back in school; but it was never enough for me because I got reckless and risky. I had pleaded with Chris to become a hunter with me and he did - though I had a feeling he only did it so that he could keep an eye on me. We became hunting partners, and then I met Jason. God. Jason. He was such a sweet guy, though he was a little rough around the edges. His eyes were such a pale blue that it put the sky to shame. Sometimes he could be a bit of a jerk, a bit of an overprotective, suffocating jerk, but I loved him anyways. It was the times that we were hanging out together, lounging around and watching movies together that counted. It wouldn't ever beat playing board games with Chris and throwing the game board pieces at him when I lost; or when he let me win.







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    Thank you! I absolutely love your post though! Agh! It was perfect!! I think I am going to change my Fancypost though, the way it's set up is bothering me...


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    Outfit - Clickie




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    [ lol alright ]


    I laughed at the girl's response. "No, far from it really." I started to walk forwards and realized it was her. "Skylar, it's me." I wondered if maybe she hit her head. "Chris? Your best friend since forever." I crouched down and put my hand on her shoulder and started inspecting her body. No, not like that you creep! I looked for bruises and scrapes and cuts, which she had many of. I shook my head and stood once again to check my pockets to see if I had any supplies with me. I didn't of course.


    I always felt like it was my fault when someone got hurt. I knew it wasn't but I couldn't help feeling like it was my fault. Once Skylar fell and I felt like it was my fault because I didn't protect her, but of course I couldn't have stopped it anyways. I remember cleaning her cut up because she didn't want to tell her mom and dad she fell.


    Another time I hurt Jason. We were arguing, while Skylar wasn't there of course, about her. Jason was saying how she knew her better and I said that was a lie. I've known her the longest so I thought I knew her better so we listed off reasons why we thought we knew her better and that turned into h*ll. I eventually snapped and said that he didn't even know her and I said that she probably didn't even like him and he snapped. His face fell and I felt bad but didn't apologize; at first of course. I say he wasn't acting right, even around her, just not as happy. I told him that she talked about him a lot. I told him she did love him and that I was just mad and needed to say something to feel satisfaction. He understood and we went on our ways. Now I'm not saying I like him but I don't hate him either. The only reason we talk to each other is because of Skylar.


    Once I snapped back into reality I looked around and sighed. "Skylar, are you okay?" I felt worried and almost sick to my stomach. I couldn't tell if it was actually my stomach or me worrying. My breathing started to pick up the pace along with my heartbeat. Instead of a slow beat it was hitting hard, trying to escape my chest. It was nerve racking.
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    It took me a few moments to concentrate on the voice speaking to me, but I eventually figured out that it was, in fact, Chris and not my mind creating images of him. "Chris! I'm fine. A little banged up and dehydrated by fine." I reply, hating the way my voice sounded a little scratchy from the dryness of it. Taking a deep breath that hurt my throat, I force myself to get up to more of a sitting position. With a sigh, I open my eyes more to take in my best friend. He looked like a mess, though I was sure he looked better than I did. He had this thing where he always looked so much better than I did no matter what he was doing, even if he was trying to look bad he never did! "What happened?" I ask him as I slowly reach up to touch my head. It hurt, and the throbbing only worsened when I had gotten into my sitting position.


    I was reminded of when I was younger, and how Chris had always been there for me. I really would be no where without my best friend, because he was the best part of me. The way he had checked me for injuries brought up the image of him as a doctor that I had created in my head. Really, the way he had doctored me multiple times when I was younger was mere proof that he would be a very good doctor. He cared about people and he was very comforting at any time. The sight of him made me want to cry, but I held it back because he would probably take it as something was wrong when I just wanted to hug him tightly. "Doctor Allen." I mumble softly under my breath, testing the taste of that name on my tongue. It sounded fitting enough, but I didn't want to have to tell him that while I was lying there I had thought I was dying so I pictured him not being a hunter. He would probably take me to one if I told him that; or he would take me to an insane asylum... or question my mental state of mind. Any of the above really sounded like something he would do. Really, he has kept me alive so I knew I shouldn't really complain about it, plus he was my best friend and I would do the same thing for him.


    With a mumbled noise, I attempted to get to my feet. I wobbled a little, obviously a bit unsteady, but I had gotten up too fast. My head began to hurt even more and my vision began to go black for a few seconds, before slowing coming back to me. Getting lightheaded happened to me often, though it usually hurt less than it had this time. I bite my bottom lip out of habit, propping myself against a tree because my legs were wobbly as h.ll. I blink a few times, glancing around to check out my surroundings and where we were. So we were in a forest, and the sun was shining through the trees, warming my cold body. "I feel a bit lost." I admitted as I glance around once again. Nothing around me looked familiar, and the ache from the bruises and cuts on my body were starting to make themselves very known. I hated being injured, almost as much as I hated doing nothing and sitting out. Jason had sat out this time, because it was suppose to be a hunt for just Chris and I; like old times.


    Jason.


    God, he was probably having a heart attack right now! In a panic, I search my pockets for the phone I had brought with me only to find it gone. Crap! Jason is going to kill me! He was already worried when we had left! I bite my lip harder and try to calm myself down. Really nothing I did was going to help but I was going to try it anyways. I look at Chris, eyes wide as I pray silently that he says something to help me. He always knew just what to say. I was already fighting the urge to jump at him and wrap my arms around his neck in a hug because I wasn't sure if he was stable enough to not go crashing to the ground if I did that.



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    I looked down at her and fought back the urge to say, you don't look fine. I watched her sit up and put her hand on her head then ask me what happened. I thought I heard her mumble something but I couldn't make it out, plus it probably wasn't important. "I'm not sure...I just woke up lying in a forest feeling...different. Then I found you." I looked up, away from her. I could already feel the blush forming on my cheeks. I always did that when I looked at her. I couldn't help it, she was just so beautiful. Soon my thoughts drifted to her. It wasn't hard to imagine her in a nice sweater and jeans, unscathed. I smiled at the imagery. It would be nice to see her happy, not having to worry about hunting. She could go live with Jason, possibly get married, and not have to worry about monsters going after her.


    Skylar was honestly a big mystery to me. Why she liked to get into trouble, I don't know. It almost troubled me. One day she would get hurt and I don't know what I would do. I guess treat her as best as my ability, but what if she got a fatal injury? Then what? I would have to tell Jason and that probably wouldn't go over so well. I honestly was scared of him and he knew it too.


    My attention snapped back to Skylar when she said she felt lost. I nodded, "me too." I really didn't know where I was, and usually even if I didn't I would say something that would help the situation but I just felt so weird right now. I felt my heartbeat start to quicken and it scared me, which didn't help at all. I felt like I could run ten blocks. "Are you sure you're okay?" I distracted myself by watching her wobbly legs support her body. I walked over to her when I saw her wide eyes expression. She looked so scared. I furrowed my eyebrows and my chest tightened. She was so cute and it really hurt when she looked hurt. Soon we were close enough to feel each others breath. I wrapped my arms around her and hoped I could help support her weight. "It'll be okay Sky. We'll make it out of here before you know it. Don't worry, I promise it'll be okay. I don't break my promises." I smiled and rested my chin on her shoulder. I wanted to kiss her so badly but of course I couldn't. It hurt a lot but I didn't want to ruin what we had. Friendship is special and fragile.
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    Gender: Female
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    And just like that, Chris did what I had expected and hoped he would do. I was a bit taller right now, being that I was wearing heels and all, but it still didn't help the massive height difference between Christopher and myself. I wrap my arms around his waist and hug him back, taking in deep breaths that smelled of him. Right now he smelt a bit like blood dirt, and fresh air - I suppose that was from the fact that we were in the forest covered in dirt and being he was with me I was probably the one who smelt like blood. I let out a soft, relieved sigh as I just let myself stay in the position I was in. I wasn't going to give a long reply, because really I didn't have the energy to. Instead, I simply replied with, "I trust you." I knew he would understand what I was saying, even though I had only said a soft three words I was really saying a lot more. I was saying thank you Chris for being there for me and never letting me down and I know we will get out of this as long as we are together and you are my best friend in the entire world and I trust you with my life. Though that would have been a very long string of words and I had a feeling that I would stutter and crack being that I had a very dry throat from the lack of liquid I had consumed, well, it was probably more like the liquid I had not consumed, but it is the same thing pretty much.


    For a moment, I decided to just embrace the moment and enjoy it. The forest around us sounded so peaceful, with the soft lullabies of the birds chirping in the trees, the rustle of leaves as a soft breeze brushed against my body - though most of it probably hit Chris and not me directly - and the sound of peace, if peace had an actual sound. The moment was just so achingly perfect, and I was glad to be sharing it with Chris. Jason would have never let me do something like this. He was a great guy and all, but lately we had our fair share of fights - mainly about my friendship with Chris - and the peaceful moment was a bit of a relief to me. To be free of all of my responsibilities, and just spending this perfect moment with Chris - my best friend - was amazing. With another deep breath, I close my eyes and nuzzle my face into his body, holding onto him tighter and surprising myself when a soft whimper escaped my lips. God, I felt like such a child at the moment. I was twenty-three years old and I was acting like a four year old!


    There were multiple differences between Jason and Chris, and to me they were quite obvious. The two were almost polar opposite. Chris was over protective about when I did crazy things, whereas Jason encouraged them - well sometimes. Jason. Chris. I bite my bottom lip a bit, not caring that it tasted like salt, dirt, and dried blood. When Chris and I had left, Jason and I had just finished arguing about my friendship with Chris - again. He said he didn't trust Chris with me alone without him there and he didn't believe me when I said he had nothing to worry about. Jason had argued that I was missing the point, and that Chris couldn't be trusted. How ridiculous! Chris was my best friend of forever and Jason had the nerve to say he couldn't be trusted? That is when I had thrown a small dagger at him - which he had thankfully dodged because when I lost my temper I was dangerous and I really didn't want him dead - and retorted that I trusted Chris more than I'd ever trust him. After that I left to Chris - who was waiting in the vehicle - and left Jason worrying about me, and look where I was now.



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    #ashesofneverland

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    [size=16pt] pyrokinesis - aerokinesis - hydrokinesis - super speed[/size]


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    I smiled at her response. It said so much. I knew she meant that she was grateful for me and that I was here for her. I nodded, "thanks, me too...." I hugged her tighter and looked over her shoulder at the scenery. I tried to look for anything that jogged my memory but nothing stuck out. I sighed lightly and then whispered, "I hate to say this, but we should try and find a way out of here. The sooner the better, we don't want to be traveling in the dark." I let my grip loosen until my arms were back in place against my sides.


    It bugged me that I didn't know where we are. I almost felt sick. It was scary to think that we were lost, actually lost. I usually knew exactly where we are, what to do, and how to do it. This time just wasn't like that. My heartbeat sped up a lot when I started thinking about it too much but I looked at Skylar and knew I was alright. We always were. We always ended up being okay in the end, whether it was both of us being alright or one of us. My main priority is Skylar, I can come second.


    I knew I cared about her since the first day we met. She stuck out to me like an angel in a room of demons. She was always bright and exciting, the bad thing was that she is very different than me. She likes to throw herself at danger and adventure. I like to play it safe and plan things out more. I would rather know what I'm doing and be prepared than be unprepared and get hurt. I think I've saved her life so many times I should be called a super hero. She might call me annoying, but I think she's thankful for making sure she's still here.


    Jason is another story. She's never actually talked to me about her relationship problems, if she even has any. I mean they seem perfectly happy but even I know that couples have their problems. I've seen her somedays looking not as happy as she usually does and it nerves me. I want to ask her what's wrong but I've never done that because I don't know how she would react. Usually I just give her some wise advice that I think might help her situation and usually it does. She must think I'm a mind reader or something.
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    I didn't want Chris to let me go, but I didn't say anything about it or complain. Instead I sigh and let him go as he had let me go. Nothing around me made sense, and I was very confused right now. There was no hints or little clues around us to give us a hint as to where we were, and my phone was broken so I couldn't use it. Not having thought I needed it, I had left all of my extra technology back with Jason; well and I was leaving in a rush because I had just gotten out of this large and upsetting argument with Jason as well. That was also the problem in this situation. "We should just start walking and find out where we are along the way. I don't know what happened but I'm not sure that I want to stick around here." I tell Chris as I take another look around the place.


    I wasn't all so sure about my suggestion to just go and find out, because I knew how Chris was with his excessive planning and knowing everything. He was like my own little Einstein that I loved. My older brother. My best friend. The nerves had caused me to take my lower lip captive between my teeth, the bones sinking into my lip and chewing on it softly. Even though the sun was directly on my skin, I felt rather cold. I wasn't cold enough to start shivering and make it noticeable, but I did feel rather cold, but at the same time the cold didn't mess with me in the same way that it use to. Normally I was freezing my butt off and shaking down to the bone by now, but this felt rather normal temperature. Strange...


    "Or we can look around for a hiker's path and then follow it for a while, and if it leads into the forest more then we can try going the other way. Hiking paths can't go on forever." Actually, I was pretty sure that they could in this forest but I was trying to be the positive one in this situation and not running around like a chicken with it's head cut off. Though I tended to do that, but I also had help in not dying because I had a guide to make sure the headless chicken didn't die. Wow. I am really bad at metaphors and similes and just Literature in itself. Who cared? I understood it and I wasn't asking anyone so no one else can judge my awful language speaking.


    My thoughts kept traveling around and around, changing so quickly it was giving me a massive headache and making me feel dizzy. The thoughts were utterly random. From Jason & I to Chris & I, and to my family who was now dead. Then they would switch over to being hungry and scared, but I fought those thoughts because I did not want to accidentally voice them and then send Chris into a panic attack. He would probably send me to a mental hospital is I starting blubbering my random thoughts all over the place. Or he would make sure I wasn't possessed or anything crazy like that.


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    #ashesofneverland

    [size=20pt][size=30pt]↳[/size] Christopher Andrew Allen[/size] [size=30pt]↲[/size]


    [size=16pt] pyrokinesis - aerokinesis - hydrokinesis - super speed[/size]


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    I felt her arms slip from me and I nodded when she suggested we go walking. I looked to my left and then to my right. There were no signs or any light coming from one end to tell me the thick maze of trees ended. I sighed and then turned my attention back to Skylar when she said we go look for a hiker's path. "Now that's a plan." I smiled at her and then started walking forwards.


    I sighed and felt a warmth in my hands. I turned to her and remember feeling how cold she was. Maybe I could help. I lagged a little to let her catch up and then grabbed her hand, intertwining our fingers. "You're hands are so cold." I almost shivered. I continued walking, but it just felt odd. I felt like I was going really slow. I knew this was my normal walk but it felt different, almost wrong.


    [ sorry if I accidentally power-played a little since I had him grab her hand and stuff, hope it's alright ^_^ ]
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    Age: 23
    Gender: Female
    Relationship Status: Taken &&    [/size]


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    OOC: No, no. It's fine with me! Sometimes there are parts where you kind of have to powerplay unless you want a tiny sentences, because otherwise you are sitting around waiting for them to agree.
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    I had tried to go faster to catch up to Chris, but he was fast and his legs were a lot longer than mine were! Plus I honestly did not walk my fastest in heels when I was not at my best. When Chris had slowed down I felt really thankful for it and caught up quickly. Just as I was about to say something, I felt heat wrap together with my cold hands, and glance down to see Chris's warm hand holding my own colder one. "Well, I am always naturally cold. You're just a carry-around heater. My personal heater." I tease, trying to make the situation a lot less serious then it actually was. I didn't want either of us to feel nervous about this, though I was slightly freaked out.


    The feeling of Chris' warm hand slightly scared me, because I was not sure if I was just excessively cold, or if he was running a fever. He felt really hot to me, and I didn't know who it was. If he was getting sick I would have to take care of him, and I already knew what kind of fight that would bring up between Jason and I. He would not like the idea of me dropping everything to take care of my sick best friend, but he was my best friend and if he was sick then I would need to take care of him. Unless I was excessively cold, then there was something really weird about that. I mean, I was cold half of the time but for me to be so cold as to have Chris' hand feeling like he was on fire? That was not good. No, not good at all. Especially being that we were stuck in the forest and we didn't know exactly where we were.


    I was thankful for the heat though, because I really hated being cold and Chris knew that too. Even when I was a young girl I would prefer sweating to being an icecube. I use to wrap up with millions of blankets and sit in front of the fire on snow days and no matter who wanted me to go outside and play in the snow I had refused. Well, except for the one time that Chris had made a deal with me. He would cuddle in the fire with me and watch movies and make me snacks if I went out to play in the snow for an hour. Turns out I hadn't even made it outside for twenty minutes. My lips had turned a bluish purple and my teeth had chattered uncontrollably. Chris and I had ended up doing what I had wanted to do, but I had fought him every step of the way saying it wasn't fair because I had only been out for twenty minutes instead of the full hour. Chris hadn't cared though. I had gotten sick from that, and Chris had taken care of me because my entire family had been out on a hunt.


    Normal people would find this weird; holding hands with their best friend - who is a male - while walking through the woods. I didn't care. It wasn't anything abnormal or anything, and I was perfectly okay with it too. It wasn't as if we hadn't done things like this before. Not only things like this, but we had done a lot of things couples had done when we were younger, minus the kissing and the other parts. We had cuddled, we had sleep overs - which strictly was sleeping you perverts - and we hugged. I often sat on his lap, because I wanted to, regardless of the amount of furniture around. He was my best friend. True, I had previously had a crush on him and I was not 100% sure it was gone, but I was with Jason now and I didn't want to ruin my friendship with Chris. We were just best friends.



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    [align=center][font=arial][sup][size=7pt][color=lightblue](c) endless.
    #ashesofneverland

    [size=20pt][size=30pt]↳[/size] Christopher Andrew Allen[/size] [size=30pt]↲[/size]


    [size=16pt] pyrokinesis - aerokinesis - hydrokinesis - super speed[/size]


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    I laughed at her comment. "I guess I am." It was strange how cold she was. I mean she felt frozen. I mean like an ice cube. It gave me the chills. I had goosebumps up and down my arms. I wondered if maybe I was just hot. I mean we are always very opposite in temperature wise, but it was never this drastic. Something could be wrong, with either of us. I wondered if maybe she was out here for so long she almost froze to death. I mean we both didn't know how long we were lying on the ground, all I know is when I woke up is that I felt weird. Maybe not weird, but different. Like something was different with my body. Literally the first thing I did was make sure I was still a guy.


    I kept walking and resisted the urge to ask her if she was okay. I know what she would say, "yes Chris I'm fine." I knew she didn't like admitting that she was hurt or anything. Usually she told me but I've seen her tell Jason one thing and then tell me another. Like once he asked her what was wrong and she said it was nothing. I could tell that there was something wrong. Whenever I want to see I look at her eyes. I could always tell because she would stare at things with this long hurt look. Usually she was honest with me though because she knows that I would take care of her.


    "Hey that looks like something." My eyebrows raised as I saw something that looked like it could be a path. It looked more dirt and sand than the rest of the grass in this forest. I hoped it was a path that could lead us out of here. One thing I would like to do was know where we are, then maybe how long we've been gone, and last, but not least, see if anything is wrong with us. Maybe get us into the doctors, even though it's pretty expensive. Instinctively I started to walk faster towards my destination because that's what I usually do but then I realized that I was walking too fast. I thought it was slightly weird that we couldn't keep up with each other. Usually we were good about that even though I had longer legs than she did. I threw the thought to the back of my mind when I realized she did have heels on and we had just woken up from who knows how long a slumber.
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