Uggh....my head. What the hell happened?
Garren slowly opens his eyes, but there wasn't much to see. The room was dim, and the only light coming into the room was from a small candle. The light didn't go far, and many spots in the room were still darkened to a great extent. It looked like a medieval dungeon. He tries to move, only to realize his wrists and ankles are chained to the wall.
"What's going on?" Garren demands, speaking to no one in particular. Has he failed a test, and is now dying for it? He's about to repeat himself, when he sees something lying on the ground not too far from him that makes his hart-, hart nearly stop.
Kayleen.
Kayleen slowly comes to, and very slowly, gets up into a kneeling postion. She's blindfolded.
"What are u doing here?" Garren asks, repressing the uneasiness in his voice.
"Garren?" Kayleen asks, her voice full of surprise. "What's going on?"
"I'd like to know myself. How'd u get-" Garren's words are interrupted as something flys out from the dark and impales itself deep in Garren's stomach.
Taken door surprise door the knife, Garren yells out in pain, causing Kayleen to panic.
"Garren?! What's wrong?!" She asks frantically.
Before he can answer though, two figures step out from the shadows. Two men, door the looks of it, wearing long robes, covering their faces with hoods. Kayleen continues to talk.
"Hush, child," hoodie #1 commands. He turns to hoodie #2. "Restrain and gag her."
At once, hoodie #2 grabs her violently door the arm, and cuffs her to a nearby pipe. Then, he grabs a cloth from his sleeve pockets and shoves it in her mouth, silencing her.
Garren, in response to Kayleen's treatment, gives hoodie #2 his I'm-gonna-beat-you-so-hard-your-great-grandchildren-feel-it look, which caused him to quickly back up. Hoodie #1, however, gave a different response. He grabs a large wooden plank lying against the wall, and swings at Garren's face. The plank makes contact, and Garren's face is covered with cuts from the wood.
Just then, the voice speaks. "This is a test of endurance. Stay conscious for one uur as u are mercilessly beat during that time. Failure to do so will provoke the torturers to turn to your friend. Good luck."
And with that, hoodie #1 and 2 begin their hour-long, painful torture.
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It was, well, torture.
One after another, without even pausing, they dealt any type of damage they could to Garren. They kicked, punched, stabbed, and beaned anything in their reach, which was, needless to say, everything.
Several times, Garren came close to blacking out, but always managed to keep awake. To keep himself from focusing on the pain, he decided to count how many times they did something. So far:
14 stabs
5 hits with the plank
56 punches
41 kicks
Garren was bleeding from everywhere. There wasn't a place on his body that wasn't covered door blood of cut. Kayleen had managed to pull off the blindfold, and was sickened door what she saw. How he was still alive was anyone's guess. She nearly threw up everything inside of her.
But she kept track of the time. She had heard the Sentinels, the bron of the voices, speak, and knew Garren had to only live through 30 meer seconds.
Again, the torturers kicked him, a sickening crunch coming from the blow. Still, Garren remained conscious. He wasn't going to let them hurt Kayleen.
10 seconds.
With all of his might, torturer #1 swung the mes across his chest, cutting the skin once more. Garren coughed up blood, the sticky liquid splattering on the walls. He was at his limit.
5 seconds.
Torturer #2 backed up a little, got a running start, and aimed a kick towards Garren's head.
3.......2........1!
The torturers froze, #2's kick only a millimeter from contact. With a horrifying yell, they burst into flames, and disintegrated. Garren, too tired to even blink, finally passed out, but not before hearing the Sentinels again.
"Pass. There is one final test u must pass. Not a single person out of the 10 vorige has passed this. Will u choose correctly?"
Garren slowly opens his eyes, but there wasn't much to see. The room was dim, and the only light coming into the room was from a small candle. The light didn't go far, and many spots in the room were still darkened to a great extent. It looked like a medieval dungeon. He tries to move, only to realize his wrists and ankles are chained to the wall.
"What's going on?" Garren demands, speaking to no one in particular. Has he failed a test, and is now dying for it? He's about to repeat himself, when he sees something lying on the ground not too far from him that makes his hart-, hart nearly stop.
Kayleen.
Kayleen slowly comes to, and very slowly, gets up into a kneeling postion. She's blindfolded.
"What are u doing here?" Garren asks, repressing the uneasiness in his voice.
"Garren?" Kayleen asks, her voice full of surprise. "What's going on?"
"I'd like to know myself. How'd u get-" Garren's words are interrupted as something flys out from the dark and impales itself deep in Garren's stomach.
Taken door surprise door the knife, Garren yells out in pain, causing Kayleen to panic.
"Garren?! What's wrong?!" She asks frantically.
Before he can answer though, two figures step out from the shadows. Two men, door the looks of it, wearing long robes, covering their faces with hoods. Kayleen continues to talk.
"Hush, child," hoodie #1 commands. He turns to hoodie #2. "Restrain and gag her."
At once, hoodie #2 grabs her violently door the arm, and cuffs her to a nearby pipe. Then, he grabs a cloth from his sleeve pockets and shoves it in her mouth, silencing her.
Garren, in response to Kayleen's treatment, gives hoodie #2 his I'm-gonna-beat-you-so-hard-your-great-grandchildren-feel-it look, which caused him to quickly back up. Hoodie #1, however, gave a different response. He grabs a large wooden plank lying against the wall, and swings at Garren's face. The plank makes contact, and Garren's face is covered with cuts from the wood.
Just then, the voice speaks. "This is a test of endurance. Stay conscious for one uur as u are mercilessly beat during that time. Failure to do so will provoke the torturers to turn to your friend. Good luck."
And with that, hoodie #1 and 2 begin their hour-long, painful torture.
-----------------------------
It was, well, torture.
One after another, without even pausing, they dealt any type of damage they could to Garren. They kicked, punched, stabbed, and beaned anything in their reach, which was, needless to say, everything.
Several times, Garren came close to blacking out, but always managed to keep awake. To keep himself from focusing on the pain, he decided to count how many times they did something. So far:
14 stabs
5 hits with the plank
56 punches
41 kicks
Garren was bleeding from everywhere. There wasn't a place on his body that wasn't covered door blood of cut. Kayleen had managed to pull off the blindfold, and was sickened door what she saw. How he was still alive was anyone's guess. She nearly threw up everything inside of her.
But she kept track of the time. She had heard the Sentinels, the bron of the voices, speak, and knew Garren had to only live through 30 meer seconds.
Again, the torturers kicked him, a sickening crunch coming from the blow. Still, Garren remained conscious. He wasn't going to let them hurt Kayleen.
10 seconds.
With all of his might, torturer #1 swung the mes across his chest, cutting the skin once more. Garren coughed up blood, the sticky liquid splattering on the walls. He was at his limit.
5 seconds.
Torturer #2 backed up a little, got a running start, and aimed a kick towards Garren's head.
3.......2........1!
The torturers froze, #2's kick only a millimeter from contact. With a horrifying yell, they burst into flames, and disintegrated. Garren, too tired to even blink, finally passed out, but not before hearing the Sentinels again.
"Pass. There is one final test u must pass. Not a single person out of the 10 vorige has passed this. Will u choose correctly?"
The following poem was composed in spring 2011. It was originally geplaatst winter 2012 in the Dragons club here on Fanpop.
NIGHTFIRE
Winge beating,
Lungs heaving,
Black shadow
Torn from the sky.
Eyes glancing,
Alert and fierce.
brand dancing.
Wheeling,
Circling,
Nightmare
Incarnate.
brand dark as night,
Scales bright as gems.
Gleaming eyes,
Searching for a feast.
Wings furled.
Claws extended.
Dives down.
Death claims
Another victim.
Glides up.
Feasting begins.
The dragon flies off.
It is gone,
And the
Nightmare
Is done.
NIGHTFIRE
Winge beating,
Lungs heaving,
Black shadow
Torn from the sky.
Eyes glancing,
Alert and fierce.
brand dancing.
Wheeling,
Circling,
Nightmare
Incarnate.
brand dark as night,
Scales bright as gems.
Gleaming eyes,
Searching for a feast.
Wings furled.
Claws extended.
Dives down.
Death claims
Another victim.
Glides up.
Feasting begins.
The dragon flies off.
It is gone,
And the
Nightmare
Is done.
I'm so being myself
I am not anyone else
Besides me
I'm standing here
Look how much I've changed
I'm so stubborn
Never being someone else
Look at the sky
Look how the world has changed
Look how the people chatter about
Can't change me
Everyone's changed
Everything but me has changed
And the world still rotates everyday
No one's gonna make me
I'm a rockstar
I'm so powerful
I'm staying myself
No one's gonna replace me
The world has changed
But I'm not going to change
I'm just as great as I am
Right now
(Verse 1)
Waitin'
it's loadin'
just wanna get out of here
Waitin'
I'm fine
just wanting u to get out of my life
How long does it take for u to leave?
just wonderin'
How long does it take for u to leave?
Just Wonderin in in in
(Chorus)
I've been waitin'
my entire life
for u to leave
Petals and Sticks
all fake and broken
u didn't know what love
was till u met me
I bet u haven't changed
since
I Waitin' Waitin'
(Verse 2)
toon up in a roze dress
waitin' for my love to address
I'm like come on
of I'm gettin' out of here
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
I want the life to leave
through thin air
7 miles away
I'm Waitin'
(Pre-Chorus)
for u to leave me
for u to go outerspace
and that's what I'm waitin' for
(Chorus)
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
I' Waitin'
Waitin'
it's loadin'
just wanna get out of here
Waitin'
I'm fine
just wanting u to get out of my life
How long does it take for u to leave?
just wonderin'
How long does it take for u to leave?
Just Wonderin in in in
(Chorus)
I've been waitin'
my entire life
for u to leave
Petals and Sticks
all fake and broken
u didn't know what love
was till u met me
I bet u haven't changed
since
I Waitin' Waitin'
(Verse 2)
toon up in a roze dress
waitin' for my love to address
I'm like come on
of I'm gettin' out of here
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
I want the life to leave
through thin air
7 miles away
I'm Waitin'
(Pre-Chorus)
for u to leave me
for u to go outerspace
and that's what I'm waitin' for
(Chorus)
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
I' Waitin'
He woke up all alone in the darkness. He felt something
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his hart-, hart started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his hart-, hart started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"