Write A Story Together

"Yes, I do. Please." Wes said, still trying to keep his voice to a whisper.

(Sorry, sorry! I haven't posted in here for aaaaaaages!)

"No," Earia said, shaking her head. "I'll be killed if I tell you! I can't!"

Wes sighed.

"Listen to me Elaria,"

Elaria turned her head to the side, but Wes used his hand to make her look at him.

"We might be killed either way, so can't you please just tell me? I need to know. You're hurt very badly, so you can't even do anything. I need to know who this guy is if I'm going to help you."

Wes grinned a bit as he thought of something.

"Maybe this will change your mind."

Wes kissed Elaria again. She got that same look on her face.

Elaria still shook her head, blankly refusing.
"I'll be killed and tortured in the most unsightly way. I'm sorry, but I can't. You've never heard of the Iron Maiden, have you?"

"Um, maybe. What's that?"

Elaria sighed. "The Iron Maiden is a torture weapon. It's a person-shaped "coffin", with spikes in it where the eyes, the heart and the neck are. The torture specialists put you into it..." She shuddered. "And close the door on you."

Wes sighed. H rembered seeing one of those on TV. But those things were ancient.

"Okay, listen Elaria. Who is going to know that you told me this?"

Elaria resorted to yelling. "No! I'm not going to tell you, alright?! Have you got that into your thick skull yet?!"

Wes tried to stop Elaria, but it was too late. The noise outside the closet stopped. The door was opened. The young man known as Taye was standing in the door way.

"Hello Elaria." he said cooly.

Elaria stopped yelling and narrowed her eyes, carefully observing her surroundings. With as just a cool manner as Taye, Elaria replied, "What have we here?" Elaria shook her head. "Taye, Taye... you wish to pursue a lowly gypsy as I?" she said, bowing.

You see, Taye had a crush, maybe more, on Elaria. But he was the kind of guy that acts rashly and brutaly when he doesn't get what he wants.

Taye took Elaria's face in his hand.

"Tch, tch, Elaria. You know why I'm here. And you and you're...little friend," he nodded towards Wes. "Are in no condition to stop me."

"I'm in fine condition." said Wes.

"Really? You don't look it to me."

Taye then sent a few spikes of ice towards Wes, pinning him to the wall.

"Now, Elaria, let's go."

He grabbed Elaria, but she resisted. He took a small spray bottle out of his cloak(I'm guessing he's wearing a cloak)and sprayed her in the face. She went limp, still concious, though. He began to carry her out of there.

Elaria was confused. Taye was of the fire element, not of water. As far as she knew, she was the only person alive of the water element. So why could Taye use ice?

(wait a second......you said he has powers over ALL elements!)

(But Elaria doesn't know that!)

(oh. okay, didn't know that! um, could you put some more or something? I can't think of anthing at the moment.)

(yeah, sure!)

Elaria woke up at the sound of shoes on dirt. Taye was carrying me bridal style, and I saw Wes behind him, stalking him. I grinned.

Wes had gotten free quickly. This "Taye" had underestimated Wes. Wes had grabbed a shard of glass, and was now following Taye who was carrying the paraylized Elaria.

(sorry about the change POV change... I felt like it.)
Elaria began forming needles in her hand, trying to manipulate them with her mind.

Taye quickly noticed that the spray he had used on Elaria was wearing off. He saw that she was gathering needles, and sprayed her on the face again. Five times. That was A LOT moer then he was supposed to use. Elaria dropped the needles. Semi-concious now, her head rolled back.

Not again, Elaria thought, annoyed. But Taye had underestimated her.

Taye took Elaria to the forest near the city. He set her down on a rock, then kissed her.

Elaria's eyes shot open. "Oh Daime, no! No! No!"

Taye decided to silence her. He muffled her words with another kiss, and another, and another.

Elaria was muttering the most terrible curses you could think of, while she gathered needles n her hand. She stabbed Taye.

Taye screamed in pain, but it wasn't too bad. Elaria's aim was off because she was still woozy from the spray. She had gotten him in the back of his left arm. He pulled it out. He grabbed Elaria by her wrists.

"You will pay for that, gypsy scum!"

Taye took out a small dagger, and decided to leave a few marks. He took her bad leg and slowly slashed his dagger down it, making sure to press harder when he reached her wound.