Aeyra

Umm... This clashes with my earlier one. :|

She avoided gunfire, that's why! XD My turn 'ta write! "Stop staring," complained Aeyra, blushing prosedly after basically parading her love of shounen-ai and a certain male classmate. "Saguru and Kaito look so sweet together." She coughed something sounded very much like, "And Saguru's seme!" Then she froze, seeing a small dot of light and a dark swiveling object in a dark corner. "Shit," she whispered. "What happened?" asked Chelsea, worriedly looking where Aeyra was without much success. It was so hard to see missing her much-needed contact lenses. "We're being watched by the cameras. And we've probably all been bugged. They've heard and seen everything." Aeyra's face was dark, feeling stupid for not realizing earlier. They'd called Misaki-chan and Legend and informed Mark that they were going to try and find this HQ. "I'm so damn stupid!" She collapsed to the ground, thumping her handcuffed hands hard on the floor in anger. "Why are letting them know we know?" murmured Pyre furiously. "We could have kept it secret?" "What's the point in hiding it?" replied Aeyra, almost snarling. "I noticed, I told them, and we are not giving them anymore clues. I'm letting them know they can't trick us. And I'm not scared of dying now. That's why I went right up to his doppelgänger and challenged him, that's why I turned myself to save Misaki-chan and Legend. I can hardly walk, let alone walk straight so the only thing I can do now to help is to be a good girl and shut up." "Very good!" A malicious voice suddenly came through a speaker, and they instantly recognized it as Mark's. "I thought someone would notice eventually, but it took you all quite a while. However, you're too late for silence. I've already killed Misaki and Legend. They died when their car exploded. In fact, I'm watching the flames right now. I'm also listening with a Bluetooth to all your juicy gossip. Teenage girls. But, your life is up. It's about time I went back to the HQ. I'll end this with my own hands."

Cuz it would be exciting! Duh!

But you avoided the explosion, so that counts... We weren't in the hospital either but it stills goes on the record... Mark must be mad since he missed even though he fired like- a gazillion bullets. =Moho-kun. XD And Sayomi, I hope you're writing!

Sayomi! Sayomi! Sayomi! Sayomi! (and even if you are killed, we'll bring you magically back to life like Legend and I did. Legend was whacked by a falling brick really hard on the head and I got shot. But we're alive!!! XD) Legend... Wouldn't that be three times now? Hospital, first car, and now this. Wow we're having an action-packed day. XD

He can't say no if you make him agree in your writing!! Go for it, Sayomi!!!

I don't think it is.... It only switches like, every five or six times I refresh. I switched the status. @Sayomi- You traitor!! XD Go ahead, it's a little one-sided to only have one person on the dark side. ;D Have fun! (just don't double-cross or you'll be killed like Maxx!)

STOP SUGGESTING THINGS TO HIM, SAYOMI! HE'LL DO WHATEVER YOU DON'T WANT HIM TO! HE'S EVIL!!! As a side note, how many times have you changed your avatar today, Chelsea? And awesome location. Mind if I use it as mine and change it up a little?

Do you wanna know how I got shot? He was disguised as the police officer in the police car we got into, we ran, he grabbed me, drugged me, and then shot me.

Yeah, you're watching us have random conversations about my crush and stringing you from the ceiling.

No, they should still be driving. Driving on their flat-tired car of course. I'll let Misaki-chan or Legend handle it. And Sayomi, you should read this starting with page thirty or something. It is quite exciting.

I'm being forced to watch a TV special, so no. And Sayomi, be glad he's not here. I've been shot in the head, almost caught in a hospital explosion, and now we're about to get executed. Stay nice and peaceful where you are. You do NOT want to end up Moho's next victim. He had someone try and kill Pyre with an ax.

"Well, only Cure-kun and I were technically invited, but most of you guys slipped around anyways, but nothing really happened. It was just a boring ceremony where we got awards," explained Aeyra, blushing a little when she admitted, "And I kinda stared at the guy I like the whole time. My friends hit me and told me to stop staring or I'd embarrass myself." "What's his name again?" asked Chelsea, a devious look in her eyes as she leaned next to Aeyra. "Jeff or something like that?" "It's Geoffrey!" Aeyra wished she could cover her mouth but her hands were unfortunately bound behind her back by handcuffs. "Not that it matters... It just irks me every time someone says his name wrong..." "Funny name," commented Chelsea, nudging Aeyra in the ribs with her elbow before remembering Aeyra couldn't elbow her back. "No it's not! It's a great name!" defended Aeyra, face completely red. "But unusual," cut in Pyre, giving a suggestive grin. "Stop it you guys!" yelled Aeyra. *@ Chelsea: Umm... It's the part where we suggested the pinata. I thought it'd add dramatic effect.*

It has something to do with a ceiling...

"I wear them too..." mused Aeyra, blinking. "I can't see a foot in front of me clearly without 'em. I got shot in the head and they didn't fall out. What exactly happened to you anyways? All I know is that you don't seem to be seriously injured." "Erm-" paused Chelsea, looking kind of uncertain. "I'm clueless. All I know is that Mark pounced on me, and pushed me down to the ground really fast and then everything turned black. The blow probably just knocked me out. I don't think anything's broken, and I didn't bleed either. But I had a hell of a headache for the first hour." "I had no idea what happened either," replied Aeyra, trying her best to sound conversational. "I woke up in his car, sleepy- I think he drugged me with chloroform- and there was blood on my head. I called 911 as best as I could and fell unconscious and suddenly Legend was in the ambulance with me and- well, you heard what happened to hospital." "Who is this Legend you're talking about?" asked the other girl, eyes guarded. "Is that a code name or someething?" "It stands for Kaitou Kid Legendary Thief. We also call her KKLT. Like- Chelsea's Akakata, and I'm Aeyra. Misaki-chan's also a code name, and even though you probably didn't hear about him, Cure-kun or Anti-APTX4869, is another one. We all belong to an online community. Just like Mark. He's Mohorovicic, but I called him Moho-kun. Guess all my excessive teasing made him angry," joked Aeyra, judging the girl's expression. "DCW?" The girl immediately regretted her slip. "I knew it," murmured Aeyra, sneaking a grin back at Chelsea who gave her a thumbs-up. "It feels like yesterday or something when we kept on teasing Cure-kun about Grace and that ceremony and everything. What I wouldn't give to be drinking Starbucks coffee right now with all of us laughing around the table on sugar rush. Heck, I'd wear cat ears to that ceremony with my crush watching! I wonder what all my friends are thinking right now. I told them I'd be out with some people I met, but I didn't go back, and- this is very bad. I can't call them or they might be in danger, and..." She frowned, visions of her friends, Ananya, Catherine, Christine, visions of her crush and his best friend, flooded her mind. They'd all come together, and they promised to stay together... If she had gone out with them instead, she wouldn't be here. But she wouldn't have met all of her great DCW friends either. "I know how you feel," sympathized Chelsea. "My parents are probably insane right now. If Mark doesn't kill me, I swear my mom will. In fact, I'd be grateful if she did that." "I wish I had people worried over me like that," said the other girl, with a small smile on her face. "I came here alone. I'm not supposed to go back for a week, and I told people not to call me because I was running low on minutes and not to text because I was running low on those too. Who'd have thought a vacation could go this awry? This is definitely going in my book as 'Worst Vacation Ever'." "I'll never be able to go to award ceremonies without freaking out again." Aeyra giggled, trying to keep the mood light. "My parents will never take their eyes off of me until I turn eighteen- and probably not even then. My friends will all take turns speeching me for making them worry so much." Her eyes watered. "I miss them all so much already. If only I had said good-bye..." "You- we won't need to. The truth will always prevail, right?" Chelsea quoted, making everybody smile a little bit. "Even if I don't like him, I guess I'll quote Death Note," said Aeyra with a smirk. "'Don't worry, we can beat him. Justice will always prevail.'- said L from Death Note." She didn't mention L's fate. **************** "They're quite an interesting trio, aren't they?" commented Mark, staring at the monitor, his lackeys surrounding him as they watched the hallways. "I can't believe they all tried to escape. Did they seriously think we'd own this big of a building and not have surveillance cameras? Not all bad guys are stupid." Pausing for a second, he smiled. "Tied me to the ceiling? Chelsea's given me a good idea. Have you guys tracked down Misaki and Legend?" "No, not yet Mark," answered the very teenager who'd stuffed Aeyra into a trunk. "But I thought you'd be glad to know Maxx has been properly taken care of." "That's nice. Traitors should always get their proper punishments. Once you capture those two, I'll start the ceremony. The execution one that is." He licked his lips, imagining screaming and the scent of blood. "I can hardly wait."

I thought it was a good time for some humor. We've been far too long without it. I'll let other people write their bits though- Mark should really get on. (though I should probably write his piece for him to prevent any of us being hacked to pieces by a masked man with a chainsaw. He'd probably do that.) In the meantime, how about you write something so I can see what happens next?

"This is.... awkward..." murmured Aeyra into the heavy silence, the days' toils all spilled out. "Now that we're finished listing all the recent catastrophes, what should we do? I certainly don't want to discuss the million ways we could get executed because I've read some very graphic stuff and do not want flashbacks." They laughed a little, glad for the little bit of sarcasm. It's hard to stay happy when any second the door could open and you could get mowed down with a machine gun or sliced open with an ax, but there are exceptions to everything. While most people lived normal lives without being kidnapped, shot in the head, or hunted down by crazy murderers, you had all the examples you needed right in the room. "I'd rather talk about nice things," commented Chelsea, relaxing a little bit with the cellphone in her back pocket. "Maybe when we go down, we can go down smiling. I wonder what Mark would think." "That would be interesting," said the other girl, who refused to give her identity but was talking anyway. "He'd probably scream 'Stop giggling dammit!' and we would laugh even harder and then he'd have no choice but to just shoot us. Or while his face is turning red in anger, we jump him, steal his gun/guns, and then dance on him." "We definitely should," cackled Chelsea, falling into her usual hyperactive, joyful mood. She could be talking about forcing Cure-kun into cat ears again. "And then we, the true life Hitachiin twins + you, shall then proceed to dangle him to the ceiling someway somehow and leave him hanging until he begs for mercy. At which point we walk away laughing." "And to make it better, we'll gag him and then beat him with a stick- like- a harmless small wooden one- like a pinata. Of course, we will inflict some pain of course. Revenge is always nice," mused Aeyra, a vicious smile on her face that for a moment was undisturbed by the aching pain in her head. But of course the moment she realized it was gone, it returned. "Damn him for shooting me... Hurts like absolute hell..." "We'll definitely get him," declared Chelsea, placing her hand down in the air. "For all of us." In synchronization, the two other girls placed their hands on top of Chelsea's, giving each other silent stares of agreement. "For all of us."

Aren't you going to take a turn? I had to take a five minute break from reading a better-than-Harry-Potter HP fanfiction!

*Why is the task of writing always left to me? * "This is more boring than the time where I was trying to study for Social Studies," complained Aeyra, leaning against the wall, wishing her wrists weren't aching. "But at least I didn't have to worry about dying," she admitted, almost feeling tears come to her eyes. If no one came in time or even if they did, they were probably going to be murdered. "I know what you mean. We all came to New Jersey to have a good time and look at us now. We're locked in a cell who-knows-where and there's a psychopath who's planning our execution this very minute. I just hope it's nice and quick." "Don't say that," whispered Aeyra, though it was obvious she thought the same as Chelsea. "Legend and Misaki-chan'll definitely come to save us, we can be sure of that." The door was suddenly opened again, and Aeyra smiled, hoping to see the faces of rescuers, but instead another girl, an older teenager, was shoved in, a long cut on her forearm. She was unconscious, but alive. The cell was locked again, and Chelsea and Aeyra stared curiously, and fearfully at the girl. "Ugh," she whispered. "Where am I? Who are you?" "I'm Chelsea, and this is Amy or Aeyra. She responds to either one." "You guys?" she gasped, getting up. "Hey, aren't you girl who followed us a couple of days ago?" Aeyra's eyebrows furrowed, and she asked darkly, "Were you on Mark's side?" "No," answered Pyre, hiding her expression. "I was about to rescue Chelsea when some guy attacked me with an ax. But luckily I rolled and he missed and I was thrown in here instead." "Who are you?" "That's for me to know and for you to find out."

Marker? Really? (but the last time I tried that it also went through the paper.. and my markers suck like crap. The 'peach' is dark orange? WTH?) Yeah, I tried watercolor. The paper was a sogging rag by the time I finished.

Nice writing! (but I shall stay on 'the dark side' of ShinRan. And every 'dark side' in the universe.) I don't get it though... is Shiho a ghost? Or did she not die? He should have stayed and explained everything to Ran though... Even if he didn't love her (which is impossible) they are friends and he does owe her a nice long explanation. I'll just pretend he went back and explained and all of a sudden Heiji burst into the room and yelled "Kudo" and hugged him. Yeah, my imagination's funky. XD But good job never the less.

I dunno. It's just how we refer to you here I guess. "What happened to you?" asked Chelsea curiously, looking at Aeyra's bandages. "Did you get hit with a brick as well?" "I wish," replied Aeyra, trying to make herself comfortable on the ground. Not that you could be comfortable with handcuffs on. "I think Mark actually shot me in the head." "WTF?" exclaimed Chelsea. "W- why would he shoot you?" "He's an evil, blood-thirsty maniac who has us locked in a cell, blew up a hospital, and tried to kill all of us. I think a gun isn't that far of a stretch." Aeyra tossed her cell phone at the not-handcuffed Chelsea. "It's kind of funny. I've been deprived of oxygen, can't even stand up right, and I'm in handcuffs and you're not. Legend and Misaki-chan are on the other end right now. At least, they might be. If not, call them."

Wow!! I'd love to be able to paint for real! (last time I tried, nothing was in the lines... And the paper became soggy...) great job!!