IdentityUnknown

Yeah...who's on anonymously?

My parents get annoyed when I read too much, but for the most part they leave me alone.

Lol, Chelsea. Guess you're not mentally dead.

It would be quite interesting. And I'd want to meet KKLT as well. I wonder...anyone interested in meeting me?

Does that mean I can mess with your...er, friend...as much as I want? ------ IdentityUnknown winced as the ax grazed her cheek but the teen seemed slightly disappointed. IdentityUnknown had to play for time. Making this guy angry would be suicide but sitting still was pretty much a death sentence as well. If only she'd listened to S when S had tried to convince her to continue with taekwondo! She thought back to what she knew: her punch was hard and could cause a nasty bruise but she knew it wasn't good enough to knock someone out...especially someone like this. "Who...who's Mark?" she asked through gasps. The teen looked at her as if she was the stupidest person on Earth. "Don't you know? Mark's our leader and a pretty damn good one at that. 'Cept you hostages weren't very complacent. This is the second time you've escaped, isn't it?" he clucked his tongue, half in amusement half in pity. "If you had cooperated more, we might not have had to go to such lengths. Mark isn't pleased, isn't pleased at all..." He made another move with the ax and IdentityUnknown flinched visibly. The teen smirked. "Why?" IdentityUnknown choked. "Why did you, I mean, Mark, do this? And why mix others in?" She could barely breathe and white dots had begun clouding her vision. She couldn't faint...not at a time like this. She pinched herself to keep herself awake. It didn't work. Her vision was fading, fast. The last thing she remembered before it went black was the ringing of a cellphone.

Do I really need to answer this question? *smiles* A writer, of course. It's a flexible schedule and I love it a lot. My parents encourage me to follow my dreams and I decided on my job when I was in second grade. If I can't be a writer, I suppose being a teacher, lawyer, or editor wouldn't be too bad but writing is really my passion.

Chelsea, it's not your fault... I just realized Cure-kun, Lia, her friends, and me are the only ones who don't know Mark is the kidnapper.... ------ identityUnknown crept past another corrior. Chelsea was most likely to have been locked up somewhere in the basement or attic, which was why IdentityUnknown was headed down. She quietly placed her hand, cupped in a circle, next to each door and listened. Large noises likely meant that there were guards in there, little or none meant Chelsea might be in there. She arrived at an empty room and searched it for any weapons. Unsurprisingly, there were no guns or anything of the sort, but a small Swiss Army pocket knife and a few quarters had been dropped. IdentityUnknown quietly picked these up and continued to the next room. No noise came out of the next room, however, it was locked. IdentityUnknown took a bobby pin from her hair and started picking the lock. She wasn't the best at it, but she eventually got the job done. Suddely, she heard footsteps. She quickly hid, but accidentally dropped the bobby pin.

Lol.

Agreed.

Random question, under what circumstances would you give up all hope?

Lol, Cure-kun.

I am not sitting wherever I am any longer. ****** "Hurry up!" IdentityUnknown hissed at Cure-kun, Lia, and her two friends. In a combined effort they had knocked two of the guards out, suffering quite a few bruises. The base was well hidden, but easy to find the way out of. It had been specifically designed to be easy to escape, probably as a precaution. This served well for them as none of the five felt the need to enter it again. Carefully, IdentityUnknown took a bobby pin she had gotten from Lia and unlocked a door. Inside, they put on jackets, checking for any bugs. They were in no hurry to be discovered so they had to be careful. Quietly, they all snuck out of the buildings. Suddely Lia uttered a sharp cry. "What is it?" Cure-kun asked urgently. "It's Chelsea," Lia said shakily. "I think she might be in there." IdentityUnknown gritted her teeth.This was about to get complicated but she wasn't leaving anyone behind. "Where's the nearest town?" she asked. "I think it's several miles north, which would be to our right." "Ok. You guys head there. I'll go find Chelsea. Lia, give me two more bobby pins and a phone. Each of you bring one for yourself...just in case. Alright?" Without waiting for a reply, IdentityUnknown ran off.

Writing.

Hi Cure-kun.

Congrats, KKLT!

*whistles* Plenty of drama...I'll wait for Aeyra or Misaki-chan to get here...

This I approve of.

*rolls eyes* Thought so.