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Footsteps echoed in the hall as a dark figure made their way down it, sliding carefully along the wall. A heavy cloak hung over their eyes, shielding their identity from the outside world. The hems of their black garment rippled as they vanished around a bend, clutching it close to their body. As they skidded into a hallway, suddenly a bright flash of light reflected in their eyes, a beam from a flashlight.
Angry yells coupled with the tromping approach of guards, and hurriedly the cloaked figure whirled around and took off, their hood pulling off and showing a length of thick, silver hair.
“Ey, girl!” an irate man shouted, his blue uniform tight against his skin as he gave chase to the rapidly fleeing character. However, she gave no response—not that he had expected one. “After her!” he roared to his lieutenants, and with a slight stumble four men raced past him, yellowish light cast over the dark corners and revealing beady black eyes. With a squeal the rodents loitering in the darkness skittered away the girl and men just behind her darted past.
Her heart thundering in her chest, she wheeled around a corner and spotted her one solace—what she had been looking for this whole time. Fumbling with a remote in her pocket, she dragged it out with numb fingers and hurled it at the wall, feeling immensely relieved when she saw a panel bend back at the contact. Within seconds she vanished through the wall, melting through solid brick and stone.
Panting, the men rounded the corner and stopped short as they were met with a blank expanse of concrete, impossible to get through. Dumbfounded, the men walked up to it and shoved the shoulders against the wall, but it didn’t yield.
“Come on, men,” the chief grumbled, waving a hand and leading his officers away. “She musta gone down a different path. Ain’t no one who can get through a solid wall.” Hesitantly the officers stepped away from the concrete and followed their boss, casting one or two perplexed glances back. They were sure she had gone through there—but how, they had no idea…
Inside the wall, the girl released a massive breath of relief as she heard the men’s footsteps recede. Shuddering, she quickly loosed the cloak off her shoulders, sighing at the close scrape. She hadn’t been sent here to get captured, so she’d better do what she was meant to and get it over with. Tracing a finger along the outside of the circular room, she slowly felt her way across it until she reached a groove in the wall, one carved by expert hands. Removing a glassy blue bottle from a bag at her waist, she dipped a finger in the choking potion began to fill in the lines with it.
Just as she was finishing up, a slow grating sound from behind her made her whirl around in fear, spotting two icy-blue pinpricks of light glowing in the darkness. A guttural purr followed, and quickly a snake-like neck emerged from the darkness, followed by a reptilian body and two leathery wings.
“A dragon?” the girl whispered, pressed against the wall as the runes dripped potion behind her. Snorting, the dragon crept from the darkness, flaring its ruff and blinking its eyes like a hatchling. It was just then the dragon seemed to notice she was there, and poked a curious nose to her shedded cape.
This wasn’t supposed to happen…
Will she:
A. Try to attack the dragon
B. Try to run back out the into the hallway
C. Try to tame the dragon
D. Do nothing
Two days will be allotted (from your world’s March 7 to March 9) for voting upon her choice. The day of March 10… the story will continue, by the most popular choice voted. Do not forget this thread, for it wouldn't forget you. As long as you keep it on top, her saga will be told.
Her story is in your hands.
Will you?
Won’t you?
(Feel free to guess my identity, though there’s no telling if I’ll reveal it.)
submitted by All, age Everything, Nowhere
(March 7, 2017 - 3:46 pm)
(March 7, 2017 - 3:46 pm)
(March 15, 2017 - 5:36 pm)
TOP!
(March 16, 2017 - 1:06 pm)
C!
(March 17, 2017 - 1:01 pm)
C. Even if the boy is trying to hurt her, she can always just set the dragon on him later. Or can she...? But still, I choose C.
(March 16, 2017 - 3:13 pm)
I choose C.
(March 16, 2017 - 8:29 pm)
C
(March 16, 2017 - 10:42 pm)
Hmm, I'm seeing a pattern in my choices here. Or maybe it's not my choices, but the answer choices themselves. Like all of the Ds lead to certain doom or something? Or maybe I'm just too suspicious, because this is my third C in a row.
(March 17, 2017 - 8:52 am)
(March 17, 2017 - 9:25 am)
C!
Yeah, I sense a pattern here...
-Nianad
(March 17, 2017 - 4:27 pm)
C!!! If she does D or A, the boy dies, and if she does B, she dies as well. But C has a chance...
(March 17, 2017 - 5:22 pm)
C!
(March 17, 2017 - 5:27 pm)
(March 17, 2017 - 5:47 pm)
Why have they all been C? Is C the kind choice, or the right choice, or is C the choice that will make everyone die in the end?
(March 18, 2017 - 3:17 pm)
I think it may be all of those, except the "c"s tend not to end with the girl dead.
(March 18, 2017 - 5:13 pm)
Will you?
[You have chosen C]
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Lurching forwards, Caroline did the only thing she could, and caught hold of the dragon’s tail, jerking it away just as its jaws snapped closed in thin air. Snarling, the dragon whirled around and glared at Caroline as if to say, What are you doing, stupid?
“Saving him!” she said out loud, though she then realized how silly this sounded. It was just then she saw the dragon’s slitted yellow eyes blaze with fire, and heard the cracking as ochre scales rippled across its body. Clearly, this boy had done something to offend the dragon—but she had no idea what. Starting, her gaze was drawn away from the seething dragon and back to the boy, who had dropped into a cower on the ground. “Hey,” she said, holding out a gloved hand to him, which he hesitantly took. “Are you okay—oh, I never even asked your name. What is it?” The boy looked at her hand, then back at her face, and hesitantly he took her grasp with a golden claw.
“My name’s Shale,” he said curtly, snatching his claw away as soon as he was on his feet. It was hard for Caroline to keep her eyes from wandering to the oddly placed patches of gold scales over his body, only cut off by a loose brown tunic and pair of cut-shorts—he even had a pointed pair of horns that curled from his head, though they weren’t that long.
“Shale?” she asked as the tawny-brown dragon behind her growled. “That doesn’t sound like a name I’ve ever heard before.”
“You shouldn’t’ve,” he said, eyeing the blue potion spilled across the wall. “It’s not a human’s name—it’s a dragon’s.” Caroline took in a sharp breath, surprised, though she wasn’t sure why. She had kind of expected something like this, an admittance he wasn’t quite human, but it was still a bit shocking to hear it.
“Dragon’s name? Why?” Shale glared at her, clearly perturbed by all the questions.
“Because that’s what I’m supposed ta be.” Caroline fell silent, puzzled by the cryptic answer. Supposed to be? What did that even mean? She was about to ask more questions when a pounding on the wall alerted her to someone’s presence. All three of them inside the cavern froze as a man’s voice shouted inside, loud and clear.
“Is anyone in there?” he barked, fist slamming into the wall. “We’ve had a report that Caroline Mistral, a known Wirebreaker and catalyst, has been sighted in these tunnels. If you have any information concerning Mistral or anyone in contact with her, please open up and let us know. If you have her in your area, please hand her over—she will be arrested immediately.” Shale slowly looked at Caroline, whose hands had begun to tremble. The man stopped for a moment, but when he spoke again he sounded displeased.
“If you will not yield to us, we will be forced to enter by our own means. You have exactly twenty seconds to open this wall-force before it is blown away.” Blown away! Caroline thought, horrified. They had explosives out there?
Shale and the dragon were both staring at her, terrified and expectant in a solution. She only had seconds to think—what could she possibly do? There was an exit behind her, but it only had room for one person to get through at a time. She might fit… but all three of them certainly couldn’t. The walls overhead were also sloped and had grooves in them—could she climb up?
What should she do next?
A- Prepare to fight the men when they come through
B- Try to scale the walls with both her companions
C- Abandon Shale and the dragon and go through the exit tunnel
D- Call out to the men and try to reason with them
Two days, from March 19 to March 21, will be allotted for voting. On March 22, the story will continue. Do not forget this thread, for everything you choose has a consequence.
Her story is in your hands.
Will you?
Won’t you?
(March 18, 2017 - 4:30 pm)