The Secret Dragon War...

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by *--_Hephaestus_-- (01), Jun 17, 2012.

  1. Cynthia:-waves and walks home.-
     
  2. (Back! What'd I miss!?)
     
  3. (saw a movie, got some coffee :3)
     
  4. (Hahaha)
    Cynthia:-gets home and goes up to her bedroom.-
     
  5. Kat: -sighs and walks around town-
     
  6. Cynthia:-changes into her tank and sweat pants and goes sits on the couch
     
  7. Kat: *thinking* Hmmm.. Which place am I going to sneak into tonight?
     
  8. Cynthia:-watches tv-
     
  9. Kat: -keeps walking around-
     
  10. Roland: -walks slowly, coming to a park and stepping inside, to be confronted by Clara-

    Clara: -frowns- so it's true... You are alive... Where's Diana?
     
  11. Kat: -goes to a park and sees Roland and Clara- *thinking* Hmm... Why so serious??
     
  12. Cynthia:-quickly changes back into clothes thinking- I forgot again! -Goes and runs into Kat.-
     
  13. Roland: -smiles- she's okay, she loves being with me

    Clara: -snarls, drawing her sword- you bastard! You already killed our parents, and now you want to isolate me from the only family I have left! -charges, swinging incredibly fast-
     
  14. Cynthia:-listens to the conversation while sitting on a park bench.-
     
  15. Roland: -clucks with his tongue as he catches the sword between his index and middle fingers- my my, vicious aren't we... -flicks her forehead, sending her sprawling back- you know you can't win, why keep trying?

    Clara: -unsteadily stands- I-I want my sister back... And you will give her to me and undo whatever you've done! -lifts her sword-
     
  16. Cynthia:-listens and thinks acting like she's reading-
     
  17. Samantha: -sits at the house playing her guitar-
     
  18. Roland: -walks up to her and places a hand on her head- sleep, dear sister, you can't fight me now...

    Clara: -fights the magic, her eyelids closing, she collapses, sleeping before she hits the ground-
     
  19. Cynthia:-Looks intensely at her book.-
     
  20. Roland: -sighs- so, Cynthia, why did you come? -looks to where she's sitting-