Lie to Me

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by Cresent9599, Jun 19, 2012.

  1. Drake: I don't know!
     
  2. Damain: -missed the ball sitting at home-
     
  3. Elisabeth: Christ! Wh-what do we do?!
     
  4. (Ant we all live in one massive mansion!)
     
  5. (well im sitting in my room not wanting to disturb the ball)
     
  6. Drake: go away for now!
     
  7. Kat: Let go of me! -gets out of his grasp- Looks as though you don't believe me. Fine. I'm going to straighten this out. I'm a diplomat I don't know why I'm so damn important! It's not like I'm queen or anything! -slams carriage door and tells the man- Stiamo andando a casa. (That's Italian haha)
     
  8. Elisabeth: I only want to help! *runs off inside and goes back to the ball plastering on a fake smile*(ok)
     
  9. (The balls over )
     
  10. King's Guards: *shoots the horse in the head with an arrow then shoots the driver with an arrow and surrounds the carriage*
     
  11. Kat: -looks at the driver- Oh my God! -hand covers mouth- WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR!? NOO! -gets out and looks at this driver- No don't die!
     
  12. Driver: *dead*

    Drake: STOP! *draws his sword* she is my prisoner!

    Guards: if we find her she is dead
     
  13. Kat: -pulls out the arrow and looks at drake- THAT WAS MY UNCLE YOU BLOODY IDIOT! I AM NOT YOUR PRISONER! Take me to the damn king!
     
  14. Drake: I was saving your damn life! I know your not my damn prisoner! I hate those guards
     
  15. Kat: I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! TAKE ME TO THE DAMN KING NOW!
     
  16. Drake: he'll kill you before you can say a damn word!
     
  17. Kat: -glares at him- Take.
    Me.
    To.
    The.
    King.
    Now.
     
  18. Drake: you have 2 options die or live pick one
     
  19. (oh yeah scratch that ) Elisabeth: *runs inside and sits in the lounge*
     
  20. Kat: Your king sucks at diplomatic choices! Fine take me the prison if I'm so bloody important

    -the cutest little boy hops out of the carriage- Kat!

    Kat: -turns head and sees my little brother- James!? What are you doing here!!!

    James: -runs to her clings to her leg- I... I wanted to see the ball... I'm sorry!