Post by Fayeleigh, Rogue, Annabelle on Apr 6, 2006 15:59:05 GMT -5
Okay everyone this is my new story that I'm writting for English. I took a lot about this site and am pputting it in my story. Oh and credit to your dear admin hear for I stole two of her characters. I am aware I missed some words and if you would tell me where and what you think of the story so far I would love it.
In the caged city of Eladore where magic filled the hearts of everyone, five teenagers never knew what would befall then and how Cruxshadows would bind them. Little did Thorn and Cery know that two of their favorite musicians lived in a black house in the center of Eladore. Darkwave goth rock will help the alone, the prisoners, the dying, and the scared. Electric violin, guitar, keyboard, and striking lyrics will bind five helpless teens together and help then find themselves. In the end, a happy ending will come for all, but one, where even magic can’t save her.
Down in a normal town on a normal street on a normal corner was a very strange house with a few very strange people. There was smart and quiet Fayeleigh, who could read any book play any instrument but never have a friend of her own. Her hair was a dark purple majestic and magykal. Her body was small, short and thin, highly underweight. She always wore very outrageous clothing which made her stand out a lot. She was only 15 but was far to intelligent for her own good which along with her clothing, hair, and music made her stand out even more. There is Fayeleigh's brother Rogue who is outgoing and loving. The first thing you notice about Rogue is his hair, adjectives for his hair have often been pointy, sharp, and pretty, he’s thin and pale but not as thin and pale as Fayeleigh. Rogue is 16 and has taken on the job of caring for his two sisters and loves them both very much. After there mother ran away from them he never once though of leaving his sisters and will do anything to protect them. Annabelle is a small little polite 14 year old girl just trying to find herself in the world. She has long-ish dark brown hair and is also thin and pale. Annabelle is often found outside with her older sister and brother contact juggling or reading. She is right between Rogue and Fayeleigh as she is not to loud nor as quiet as Faye. She has bright green eyes unlike her brother and sister purple eyes but has amazing beauty. She was devastated when her mother left but is very attached to rogue and fayeleigh she feels they are better that way.
The three siblings sat outside on the front lawn which was a pale green and overflowing with flowers that Faye and Anna had put in. Rogue sat crossed legged wearing a pair of baggy black pants with chains and a sleeveless black tee shirt and a black and white striped mesh shirt, reading Edgar Allan Poe. Leaning against him was Annabelle wearing a black knee shirt with jagged ripped at the bottom and a red tank top reading Macbeth but her eyes were half closed as rogue kept poking her to keep her awake. Fayeleigh lay on the ground in front of them with her lap top open in front of her, wearing a black Cruxshadows shirt and black pants with purple chains. As she read the page on the computer screen she was linking flowers together in a crown stopping every once in a while to scroll down the page or adjust her thick purple rimmed glasses. "Stay awake Anna its only four o'clock if you fall asleep now you won't sleep tonight" rogue said with a smile his purple eyes shining with were outlined in black khol like his sisters.
As Annabelle’s body went limp, Rogue exhaled deeply and laid her softly on the pale green grass. Fayeleigh looked over to her, with her voice quiet and soft she whispered
“Is Anna going to be all right?” her voice trembling “I sure hope so Faye, but I just don’t know” he said and the two siblings went back to silence until a scream pierced through the silence. Rogue laid down his book and Fayeleigh closed her laptop and the siblings went out onto the road through the red painted fence. On the floor were two people. A girl, wearing a black Nirvana sweatshirt and baggy black jeans. She had long flowing hair the color of night. This was Thorn, daughter of the deceased and friend of the shadows. Thorn lived on her own in an apartment on the far east side of Eladore. She is quiet and mysterious and everyone is confused on whom this lonely dark girl really is.
Across from the girl was a young man, who was breathing heavily out of fear.
“What if they find out?” he thought bitterly to himself. The boy was in a plain black
hoodie with the hood covering his hair and part of his long hair cam through the side of the hood, it was wavy and dark brown, slightly messy. He wore black dark wash blue jeans and army boots. This, though no one knew was Thorn’s cousin Cery. Prince Cery, heir to the thrown of Eladore to be exact. He hated being prince, no one treated him the same. And his least favorite word ever ‘sir’ was all that he ever heard. Cery longed for friendship and fun, but all he ever gets to do is read and sometimes sneak in some time playing guitar. Running into Thorn was actually his first time out of the palace and courtyard is more than nine months.
“Oh I’m sorry I didn’t mean to run into you” Cery said his voice weak sounding and scared
“S̀fine” Thorn replied biting on her lip
“Are you two all right?” Rogue asked playing with one of the spiked which came down into the front of his face to which as a reply both Thorn and Cery nodded.
“Why don’t you two come inside and I fix that?” Fayeleigh said gesturing to a cut on Cery’s arm, where blood was coming through the sleeve. He lifted up the sleeve of the sweatshirt to see a large gash where a rock on the floor had hit his arm
“Oh um” he said not really wanting to but was cut off my Fayeleigh who added
“If you don’t I’ll eat you” her voice still quiet not noticing how odd that might sound to someone who didn’t hear it as often as her. Cery just nodded looking carefully at the cut on his arm and slowly rose to his feet. Rogue then looked to Thorn as extended his hand. She took his hand and stood up. Then she looked from Rogue to Fayeleigh and shrugged.
“Come on in” Rogue said leading the two through the gate and into the yard picking up his and handing Fayeleigh her laptop.
“Lets leave her out here, she’ll be fine” Fayeleigh commented looking down to Annabelle who was still laying just as Rogue had laid her. Rogue looked down to her and nodded then led the three into the house, by opening a purple door, that led into a red painted hall which had drawing framed on the walls and paintings done directly onto it. Rogue and Fayeleigh then led Cery and Thorn into the living room. The walls were half purple and half black and there was a purple piano in the corner. Also in the room there were two couched and a paisley chain. Rogue said down on the chair and Thorn on one of the couches. Cery sat down on the floor next to Fayeleigh on the blood red carpet. Fayeleigh took his arm looking at the cut carefully and putting her hand over it. Cery winced slightly wondering what, exactly, was this stranger doing to him, but before he could ask Fayeleigh took her hand away and the cut was gone. She looked carefully at his arm and looked closely at where the cut used to be. His pale skin was now completely healed and there wasn’t even the smallest mark.
“That was unbelievable thanks” Cery said still in shock not even noticing his hood fell back for a second, he would have freaked out but realized that no one noticed him.
“No problem” Fayeleigh replied quietly
“Are you two are aware you just let two perfect strangers into your house and you don’t find that weird?” Thorn said
“And you name is?” Rogue asked looking over to her
“Thorn” she said simply, her voice quiet almost a whisper and she just sat there biting down on her lip
“Cery” he added softly looking down at the non-existent cut on his arm
“And I’m Fayeleigh, guy is Rogue and my si-” Fayeleigh started and was about to tell them Annabelle’s name but was cut off my Thorn choking.
“R-r-r-r-rogue?” she asked looking at him carefully
“Hair, looks, clothes, name, I bet he has the voice too” Thorn thought to herself
“Yeah that’s me, now don’t get me confused to the amazing Rogue of Cruxshadows of course” he said with a small smile.
“Rachel?” She asked looking over to Fayeleigh who just looked away, trying not to smile.
“You guys can’t be serious, I mean Cruxshadows is one of the most amazing goth rock bands out there, and this is Eladore, nothing ever happens in Eladore, not even in the oh so special top secret government” Cery said before covering his mouth
“Seems we all have our secrets, prince” Fayeleigh said looking from Rogue to Cery with a small smile.
In the caged city of Eladore where magic filled the hearts of everyone, five teenagers never knew what would befall then and how Cruxshadows would bind them. Little did Thorn and Cery know that two of their favorite musicians lived in a black house in the center of Eladore. Darkwave goth rock will help the alone, the prisoners, the dying, and the scared. Electric violin, guitar, keyboard, and striking lyrics will bind five helpless teens together and help then find themselves. In the end, a happy ending will come for all, but one, where even magic can’t save her.
Down in a normal town on a normal street on a normal corner was a very strange house with a few very strange people. There was smart and quiet Fayeleigh, who could read any book play any instrument but never have a friend of her own. Her hair was a dark purple majestic and magykal. Her body was small, short and thin, highly underweight. She always wore very outrageous clothing which made her stand out a lot. She was only 15 but was far to intelligent for her own good which along with her clothing, hair, and music made her stand out even more. There is Fayeleigh's brother Rogue who is outgoing and loving. The first thing you notice about Rogue is his hair, adjectives for his hair have often been pointy, sharp, and pretty, he’s thin and pale but not as thin and pale as Fayeleigh. Rogue is 16 and has taken on the job of caring for his two sisters and loves them both very much. After there mother ran away from them he never once though of leaving his sisters and will do anything to protect them. Annabelle is a small little polite 14 year old girl just trying to find herself in the world. She has long-ish dark brown hair and is also thin and pale. Annabelle is often found outside with her older sister and brother contact juggling or reading. She is right between Rogue and Fayeleigh as she is not to loud nor as quiet as Faye. She has bright green eyes unlike her brother and sister purple eyes but has amazing beauty. She was devastated when her mother left but is very attached to rogue and fayeleigh she feels they are better that way.
The three siblings sat outside on the front lawn which was a pale green and overflowing with flowers that Faye and Anna had put in. Rogue sat crossed legged wearing a pair of baggy black pants with chains and a sleeveless black tee shirt and a black and white striped mesh shirt, reading Edgar Allan Poe. Leaning against him was Annabelle wearing a black knee shirt with jagged ripped at the bottom and a red tank top reading Macbeth but her eyes were half closed as rogue kept poking her to keep her awake. Fayeleigh lay on the ground in front of them with her lap top open in front of her, wearing a black Cruxshadows shirt and black pants with purple chains. As she read the page on the computer screen she was linking flowers together in a crown stopping every once in a while to scroll down the page or adjust her thick purple rimmed glasses. "Stay awake Anna its only four o'clock if you fall asleep now you won't sleep tonight" rogue said with a smile his purple eyes shining with were outlined in black khol like his sisters.
As Annabelle’s body went limp, Rogue exhaled deeply and laid her softly on the pale green grass. Fayeleigh looked over to her, with her voice quiet and soft she whispered
“Is Anna going to be all right?” her voice trembling “I sure hope so Faye, but I just don’t know” he said and the two siblings went back to silence until a scream pierced through the silence. Rogue laid down his book and Fayeleigh closed her laptop and the siblings went out onto the road through the red painted fence. On the floor were two people. A girl, wearing a black Nirvana sweatshirt and baggy black jeans. She had long flowing hair the color of night. This was Thorn, daughter of the deceased and friend of the shadows. Thorn lived on her own in an apartment on the far east side of Eladore. She is quiet and mysterious and everyone is confused on whom this lonely dark girl really is.
Across from the girl was a young man, who was breathing heavily out of fear.
“What if they find out?” he thought bitterly to himself. The boy was in a plain black
hoodie with the hood covering his hair and part of his long hair cam through the side of the hood, it was wavy and dark brown, slightly messy. He wore black dark wash blue jeans and army boots. This, though no one knew was Thorn’s cousin Cery. Prince Cery, heir to the thrown of Eladore to be exact. He hated being prince, no one treated him the same. And his least favorite word ever ‘sir’ was all that he ever heard. Cery longed for friendship and fun, but all he ever gets to do is read and sometimes sneak in some time playing guitar. Running into Thorn was actually his first time out of the palace and courtyard is more than nine months.
“Oh I’m sorry I didn’t mean to run into you” Cery said his voice weak sounding and scared
“S̀fine” Thorn replied biting on her lip
“Are you two all right?” Rogue asked playing with one of the spiked which came down into the front of his face to which as a reply both Thorn and Cery nodded.
“Why don’t you two come inside and I fix that?” Fayeleigh said gesturing to a cut on Cery’s arm, where blood was coming through the sleeve. He lifted up the sleeve of the sweatshirt to see a large gash where a rock on the floor had hit his arm
“Oh um” he said not really wanting to but was cut off my Fayeleigh who added
“If you don’t I’ll eat you” her voice still quiet not noticing how odd that might sound to someone who didn’t hear it as often as her. Cery just nodded looking carefully at the cut on his arm and slowly rose to his feet. Rogue then looked to Thorn as extended his hand. She took his hand and stood up. Then she looked from Rogue to Fayeleigh and shrugged.
“Come on in” Rogue said leading the two through the gate and into the yard picking up his and handing Fayeleigh her laptop.
“Lets leave her out here, she’ll be fine” Fayeleigh commented looking down to Annabelle who was still laying just as Rogue had laid her. Rogue looked down to her and nodded then led the three into the house, by opening a purple door, that led into a red painted hall which had drawing framed on the walls and paintings done directly onto it. Rogue and Fayeleigh then led Cery and Thorn into the living room. The walls were half purple and half black and there was a purple piano in the corner. Also in the room there were two couched and a paisley chain. Rogue said down on the chair and Thorn on one of the couches. Cery sat down on the floor next to Fayeleigh on the blood red carpet. Fayeleigh took his arm looking at the cut carefully and putting her hand over it. Cery winced slightly wondering what, exactly, was this stranger doing to him, but before he could ask Fayeleigh took her hand away and the cut was gone. She looked carefully at his arm and looked closely at where the cut used to be. His pale skin was now completely healed and there wasn’t even the smallest mark.
“That was unbelievable thanks” Cery said still in shock not even noticing his hood fell back for a second, he would have freaked out but realized that no one noticed him.
“No problem” Fayeleigh replied quietly
“Are you two are aware you just let two perfect strangers into your house and you don’t find that weird?” Thorn said
“And you name is?” Rogue asked looking over to her
“Thorn” she said simply, her voice quiet almost a whisper and she just sat there biting down on her lip
“Cery” he added softly looking down at the non-existent cut on his arm
“And I’m Fayeleigh, guy is Rogue and my si-” Fayeleigh started and was about to tell them Annabelle’s name but was cut off my Thorn choking.
“R-r-r-r-rogue?” she asked looking at him carefully
“Hair, looks, clothes, name, I bet he has the voice too” Thorn thought to herself
“Yeah that’s me, now don’t get me confused to the amazing Rogue of Cruxshadows of course” he said with a small smile.
“Rachel?” She asked looking over to Fayeleigh who just looked away, trying not to smile.
“You guys can’t be serious, I mean Cruxshadows is one of the most amazing goth rock bands out there, and this is Eladore, nothing ever happens in Eladore, not even in the oh so special top secret government” Cery said before covering his mouth
“Seems we all have our secrets, prince” Fayeleigh said looking from Rogue to Cery with a small smile.
