Fan fiction test!

[no_good_deed]

hey guys another great chapter! i would have gotten back to you sooner but when I saw that there was a new chapter I was at work so I couldn't read all of it but now that i have...great job!
Anya

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Hey, girlies, where's the rest of this! I miss my regular dose of Wickficage...

[imperfectly_green]

They should be getting something up soon...I think.

[galindafiedgirl215]

Hey everyone. Well, due tio the fact that I have suffered my first major heartbreak and DE her first love, our writing has been somewhat varied. We don't want to publish anything until it is less that Wonderful, so we have been going back and rewritining. There are nights where we do great, and other nights where we would be too embarrased to post its so bad. Please bar with us while we try to get our writing styles back in order! I am hoping that we will get most of it done tonight. Thanks so much you guys! I am sorry for the delay!!

Rachel

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Aw... I'm so sorry! Boys kinda suck, in general

Anyway, hope y'all feel better

[imperfectly_green]

Ditto. ;D

Hey, and just remember this: No matter if you decide to edit, edit, and re-edit until you drive yourseves crazy, we'll read whatever you put out. What are fan-friends for?

Besides, if you guys write it, I'm sure it'll be fine.

Oh yeah, and boys really do suck.

[galindafiedgirl215]

Thanks so much for the support you guys! I love you all more than words, could say, and we couldn't ask for better fans! So, without further prolonging, your new chapter!!!!!

Rachel

[galindafiedgirl215]

Amirio woke up before anyone else. This was often the case. Everyone
thought him asleep, but he wasn't. The mornings, well, afternoons now,
were his time to think without the constant chaos that swirled around
them. He sat up as slowly and as silently as possible, trying not to
wake Ali. Desmona was sitting at the counter, eating a loaf of bread
that looked as if it had been made when the Wizard ruled. She looked
at him, seeming to stare into his very soul. It scared him slightly;
yet he wanted to talk to this girl, get to know her.

Desmona had woken up from her restless sleep, and found herself in a
cold sweat. It had been her dreams, again. She had experienced many a
horrific dream since been left on her own all those years ago, but
never had she had so many in one night. None of those dreams had ever
felt so... dark. Though she could not remember the events that occurred
in the dreams that haunted her sleep, she could re call that a dark,
murky fog seemed to cover them, hiding the true perspective given to
her by her mind's eye. She also remembered voices. Voices that
whispered terrible, chilling things that taunted the very depths of her
soul. She had gone to the kitchen, turning the stone around in her
pocket. She had enjoyed her breakfast, until this fellow –Avaric,
wasn’t it?- had woken up. Now she would probably be forced to
entertain him, she thought to herself, rolling her eyes.

Amirio walked over into the kitchen, pulling out the food that he had
put into the cabinets the night before. He ate his breakfast hungrily,
neither saying a word. It was clear the others weren't going to be
waking up anytime soon. Fae and Blaise's snores could be heard in the
kitchen, and Ali hadn't moved since she had laid down last night. "Do
you want to go for a walk?" Desmona asked. She figured it would be
better than just sitting in silence.

"Well... sure, I guess," Amirio said, seeing no harm in it. However,
for some unknown reason, electric bolts seemed to shoot through his
spine into his brain, screaming at him "No, don’t!" "But there can't be
any harm in getting to know this person better, right?" the other side
of his brain reasoned with him.

Amirio wasn't the only one with conflicting ideas about this. Desmona
had never been the type to make friends. 'What are you doing?' her
brain shouted at her. But, for some reason, another part of her brain
fought her off, and she grabbed the stone in her pocket. As she held it
tighter, something began changing in her mind. The stone had its plans,
and the stone knew its victim all too well. This one was going to be
easy enough to manipulate. Years of hurt had made her build up a wall,
but wall can be broken with a hard enough force. The stone was this
force.

Desmona was just another pawn in its cruel game. It would manipulate
her to the full extent of her usefulness, and then? And then it would
move on to its next target, and this process was all too cruel to its
victims. The moment that she took that cruel idea as her own, to let
Amirio befriend her, Desmona's soul started slipping away from her.
Little by little, she became one with the stone that was controlling
her physically, mentally, and emotionally. Soon, there would be no
difference between Desmona and this evil. Its ideas slowly invaded her
mind, like an army creeping around it's prey, and soon, it would be too
late to save her. If Desmona had only been able to realize this, so
much pain could have been prevented. But, as all of the victims of this
darkness, she knew her behavior was strange, but she did not care.
Something felt right, but, with each tick of the Time Dragon Clock, one
more piece of her soul flew away, never to be seen again.

They walked out of the house, both making one of the worst decisions of
their lives. The sun was slowly starting its descent into the west.
Desmona led the way to an old trail, appearing to have been trekked
many times before. They walked for a while, the silence holding like a
thick fog in the air. Finally, Amirio made an attempt to break it.

"So... how did you wind up here in this barren wasteland?" Amirio asked
as they walked, trying to get out of the uncomfortable state they were
in.

Well... it was years ago," she said as she turned her head away from
this boy. But for some reason, she still felt compelled to share it
with him. "My parents... well, they were never very happy. The fought,
and they fought, and, well... sometimes they would take their anger out
on me. Years ago, I ran away. I've been on my own since I was ten, and
not one day have I looked back and regretted it,” she said quietly. It
was partially the truth. Yes, her parents did harm her, but she had
regretted running away. At least they had loved her sometimes. On the
cold Quadling nights she had longed for someone to hold her hand,
someone to comfort her fears. But the stone gave her a knew, hardened
outlook on these past five years, and now she felt as if she hadn't
missed anyone, or longed for anything.

"I'm so sorry," Amirio said with quite a bit of passion in his voice.

"Hey, its not your fault. I don't regret it, remember?" she said with
a laugh that wasn't hers. "So what about you . . . um what's your name
again?"

"Uh... Avaric," he said as he ran a hand across the back of his neck,
trying to quickly remember the fake name Fae had christened him with
the previous night. "Well... It's defiantly hasn't been bad. I've had a
good family, who was well off, and then I went to college. End of
story," he said with a laugh, as well as a pang of sympathy for this
girl, that her life had been so rough, and his had been so good.

"So, this Shen Shen is your girlfriend?"

"Yes," he said with a determined tone to his voice.

"Well, she's not the most attractive or nicest thing ever. What made
you like her?" Desmona said. With Ali (or Shen Shen), the claws came
out. Something about this girl made Desmona hate her with a bitter
passion. And not just her, but Fae and Blaise too. All but Amirio,
for he had something about him . . . and the stone knew it was
venerability.

"Well, maybe not. But I still love her," he said. "What are you
thinking, you stupid idiot!" his brain screamed at him. "You've always
said that she was the most beautiful being you've ever seen!" But, as
most do, Amirio ignored the thoughts that ran through his mind, and
concentrated on Desmona.

Desmona at that moment looked beautiful. The sun in all its setting
glory had caused her to look almost angelic. The gentle rays hit the
top of her head, causing her dark hair to shine. Her skin was tan
compared to Ali's pale features, and her eyes were the deepest shade of
brown . . .

"No!" Amirio's mind screamed. But, once again he ignored his thoughts.

The stone was playing its game well. It now had its hold on Amirio's
heart as well; causing him to imagine things in front of his eyes,
causing him to love someone he didn't love and forget what he did. He
began to 'fall' for Desmona right then, and she began unconsciously to
whittle her plan of hatred, and why she didn't know. But the stone
pressed forward, and they continued walking.

"I get so lonely out here. Its nice to have company,” the dark eyed
girl replied, her hand brushing against Amirio's. "Thank you for
coming with me, Avaric."

"The name isn't Avaric," he said as his hand gently worked its way into
Desmona's. "It's Amirio."

"I like that even better,” she said with a gentle blush. The stone had
exactly what it needed to know now.

Suddenly an idea struck Amirio. "Desmona,” he said as they began
walking back, "why don't you come with us?"

"I couldn't impose on you four,” she said, not meaning a word that
oozed from her mouth.

"Oh, you wouldn't be imposing," Amirio said very suavely. "In fact, you
might be the key to our rescue," he added with a squeeze of her hand.

"Then, I think I will," replied she with a sideways glance at Amirio.

As the two walked back to the shack they called their shelter, the two
walked closer and closer together, until there was no space in between
the sides of their bodies, and their hands were still clasped within
each other’s. They walked in silence, yet they could feel the 'love'
that the stone had placed as its illusion between the two. Both were in
ecstasy it seemed, but from the very recesses of their minds, thoughts
of terror and confusion spewed. However, these didn't seem to reach the
rest of their minds, and they continued on in their silence.

"Amirio..." Desmona whispered as they reached the barn again. "Thank
you. Thank you for taking me in." With those words, she engulfed him in
a hug.

"There is no need for thanks," Amirio said as he lifted her head with
one of his fingers. As they gazed into each other’s eyes, their eyes
slowly closed until their lips touched.

As they took each other in, and displayed their 'love' in a kiss that
became more passionate by the second, they were oblivious to the rest
of the world. Specifically, they were oblivious to one man standing
quietly in the doorway to the shack. As Blaise watched the display, he
couldn't move, but could only stare at this girl they barely knew and
Amirio, Ali's boyfriend since day one, passionately kissing right in
front of their shelter.

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Aieee! An update, AND it's fantastic!

::is on edge of seat::

These stones are freaking me out...it's like Smallville, only better because it's Wicked...

[imperfectly_green]

*Ohmygreatgobsofgreencheezygoodness!* (Uh, don't ask...heh heh. I might be better off saying "Holy Shiz" instead.) That was...I risk sounding like a Valley Girl here, but I so totally did not see that coming! I love dramatic plot twists and these mystical objects (black stone). Great job guys!

[DancingElphie]

Again, one of GG's famous last minute brainstorms. She always gets these! Anyways, want to clarify that GG was broken up with ( ), but DE actually has a guy (for once!) ! Anyways, see y'all, and sorry it took so long.
DE

[ElphieandFiyero]

Oh my gosh!!
That was so good! I printed it out and I almost hit it the end!!
Keep going keep going!
Don't worry about the time, you write when you feel like it, and have time, and have ideas.

[galindafiedgirl215]

Just out of curiosity, what do YOU guys think will happen? I just want to see what your ideas are lol!

[ElphieandFiyero]

Hmmm, *thourghly considers all the possible ideas*
maybe Blaise will tell Ali, and then... Ali doesn't beileve him or something...but she knows he wouldn't lie and is really hurt...then she and and Fae get into a fight. Don't ask me how that all relates... just thinking here.

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I'm guessing high-jinks and conflict ensue because of this Amirio/Desmona complication, but eventually everything gets straightened out, the boy(s) get(s) the girl(s), and the kids all help to save the world. Maybe Boq/Nerote could be redeemed, because I always liked Boq...