05-12-2008, 08:33 AM
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Join Date: Aug 2007
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Age: 19
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Forever Stolen [GW]
Rating: 15.
Genre: Romance/fantasy.
Main characters: Gerard and Nina.
Disclaimer: None of the following happened in real life, therefore it is not true. All characters are fictitious, excluding those in which are members of My Chemical Romance. I do not, in any way, have contact with My Chemical Romance nor do I know them personally.
Summary: After the death of her father, Nina has been in search of love and security for the past few years of her life. As she tries to find a new life for herself, away from her drunkard mother, she comes across a group of blood-thristy beings.
Chapter Index:
Chapter 1 - Page 1.
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TERROR, THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL MEI strike terror among men, I can't be bothered by what they think, I bare my cross, my soul, myself, I forgive,
but I never forget I've been put upon this earth in female form, but I can handle myself with the best of you,
as well as the worst and I often have, I have the right to remain silent, but I choose to speak, sing, scream,
I am lips, hips, tits! VIEW MY ART!
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Last edited by Linzi Sky.; 06-06-2008 at 04:03 AM.
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05-12-2008, 08:41 AM
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Forever Stolen
Chapter 1
___The moon shone down brightly over the lake, the water sparkling upon a distance and illuminated by the glistening sky above. Stars were peppered across the dark backdrop and looked almost invisible to the naked eye. The light breeze that wafted through the air rustled the many leaves on the small tree that stood solitary on the hilltop. It wasn’t any tree. To someone this tree was special; it was a shelter, a temporary home at times and also a companion. And that someone was Nina.
___Nina was a young, quiet girl. She didn’t have many friends. Nobody seemed to like her as she was thought to be a little strange and too mysterious for the other students at her school. Not to mention, she was much more pure in complexion and had piercing amber eyes. Her light hair made other girls rage with envy. It was always a constant battle for Nina to go to school. Although she would keep to herself, she would still receive un-wanted attention from the popular children. But Nina was used to it; her whole life was a battle to survive through yet another day.
“Nina!”
___Footsteps pounded up the staircase and echoed along the hallway. Nina gasped and crouched down to the floor, behind the side of her wardrobe. Her breathing became heavier as the footsteps got closer and louder. “I’m gonna get you!”
___Nina’s eyes remained broad as she tried desperately to quieten her rapid breathing. She could feel the over-whelming fear welling up inside her body. Suddenly, her bedroom door swung open, crashing against the wall. “Are you in here?”
Another gasp erupted past Nina’s lips. She covered her mouth tightly with both her hands and hushed her deep breaths. A small box fell to the floor as Nina’s mother searched the room for her vulnerable daughter. “Where are you?”
___A single tear dribbled down Nina’s cheek, breaking at her hands presence. She couldn’t do anything apart from be silent and stay still. Moments later, Nina’s mother waddled out of the room and thudded back down the stairs. Nina waited for several minutes, making sure the room was empty, before removing her hands from her mouth. She released herself, sliding down to the floor. Nina knew that if she didn’t get away, sooner or later her mother would be back for her. She crept across the wooden floorboards on her hands and knees, then headed towards the box that had fallen from it’s place. Nina gathered the things that had scattered over the floor, holding them firmly to her chest.
___These things were precious to her; they had lasted through generations and Nina has promised her father she would take the bestest care of them. A sudden tear shed from Nina’s closed eyes as she remembered her father’s last days. She missed her father dearly, but had gotten used to the idea that she would never see him again. They used to be a happy family - Nina, her mother and father. But since her father’s death, Nina’s mother had turned on her.
___Nina quietly closed the front door behind her. She shed her jacket and hooked it over the banister, standing on her tip-toes. Nina skipped her way into the kitchen where her mother was sitting at the kitchen table, smoking a cigarette.
“Hello, mom,” said Nina, cheerfully. Nina received no answer. She turned around to face the table and took a step forward. “Mom?”
___Her mother motioned for her to come closer, looking blankly ahead. Her eyes were red and puffed, and wet trails strung down her cheeks. Nina slowly approached her mother and sat at the table, her legs dangling from the chair.
“I’ve got something to tell you, Nina.” Her mother said, “You’re father - he’s dead.”
___Nina was caught short of words. They were stuck in her throat and she was left speechless. Unshed tears clung to her eyelashes and formed miniature rivers to stream down her face when she blinked.
“It’s all your fault, little girl.” Her mother spitted.
“What? Mommy, no!” cried Nina, jumping from her seat. Her mother sharply rose from her chair and gripped hold of Nina’s wrists as she scrobbled around screaming. Nina tried to shake her mother off, but didn’t succeed. She instantly bit her mother’s arm, viciously. She was then thrown against the kitchen wall, causing cutlery to fly from the sides, across the cold floor. Nina’s mother slowly walked up to her scared daughter that was cowered into a corner, shielding herself with her hands and sobbing, breathlessly.
“I bet you’re happy he’s dead.”
___Nina wept harder; she loved her father, how dare she say anything of the kind. Her mother crouched down to the floor and reached for Nina’s wrists. She pulled them away from her tear stained face and looked at Nina with a smug smile. Nina’s innocent eyes peered up at her angered mother, tears drowning her face. Before she knew it, a flat hand landed on the side of her cheek, slapping her head sideways as she fell to the floor. Both Nina and her mother remained silent. The only sound in the kitchen that day was the young girl’s weeping. She knew that now her mother wanted rid of her.
___Nina opened her eyes to the darkness of her room. She looked to the doorway, then down at her hands as small tears dropped from her chin to the palms of her open hands. Nina gripped tighter to her father’s possessions and abruptly headed towards her wardrobe. Nina, slowly and quietly, tugged on the handle. The wardrobe door creaked faintly open. She stretched up to the top shelf and reached for a small black bag. It fell out of her hand as she pulled it free, gasping when it hit the floor with a light thud. Nina, immediately, knelt down and picked it up, her eyes focused on the door.
___Learning that her mother hadn’t heard the small noises, Nina placed her father’s things inside the black bag and slung it over her shoulder. She glanced towards her bedroom window as her stomach churned; she didn’t know if her plan would fail or be successful. Nina took one last look at her bedroom and padded over to the window, sliding it open enough for her to slip out. She then straddled herself over the window ledge, casting her eyes down to the ground. She knew it would be worth a try, after all, she knew she would never miss her home, or her mother for that matter. Her only flaw: to where was she heading? She had no acquaintances with anybody. This was Nina’s next battle.
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Feedback, please - is it any good?
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TERROR, THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL MEI strike terror among men, I can't be bothered by what they think, I bare my cross, my soul, myself, I forgive,
but I never forget I've been put upon this earth in female form, but I can handle myself with the best of you,
as well as the worst and I often have, I have the right to remain silent, but I choose to speak, sing, scream,
I am lips, hips, tits! VIEW MY ART!
Twitter♦Tumblr Art Blog♦Deviantart
Blogger♦Myspace

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05-12-2008, 12:35 PM
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I love it. ^_^
Please continue!
One question, though: How old is Nina? I'm just curious.
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Got a penny?
Last edited by Salvo; 05-12-2008 at 12:38 PM.
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05-12-2008, 01:27 PM
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Faut souffrir pour être
Join Date: May 2007
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I really like it.
And I love you for abiding all the rules ^_^!
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05-12-2008, 03:20 PM
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Photographic Disorder.
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wow, that was amazing.
i hope more will be up soon 
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05-12-2008, 03:35 PM
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InkGirl.
Join Date: Jan 2008
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Wow, this is amazing! I love it, and can't wait for more.
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05-13-2008, 07:30 AM
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Oh, dude. I didn't expect this many readers! XD
I'm not sure how old Nina really is, but I picture her being atleast 17 or so.
& Yes; I can be abit of a perfectionist at times. ^___^
There should be another chapter up soon enough - I still need to finish writing the next update for A Life Long Wait.
Thank you all for your awesome comments! 
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TERROR, THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL MEI strike terror among men, I can't be bothered by what they think, I bare my cross, my soul, myself, I forgive,
but I never forget I've been put upon this earth in female form, but I can handle myself with the best of you,
as well as the worst and I often have, I have the right to remain silent, but I choose to speak, sing, scream,
I am lips, hips, tits! VIEW MY ART!
Twitter♦Tumblr Art Blog♦Deviantart
Blogger♦Myspace

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05-13-2008, 08:12 AM
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The Real Slim Shady
Join Date: Feb 2008
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ah! amazing so far! can't wait for more
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05-13-2008, 10:27 AM
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Thank you, so much.
I appreciate you all reading, by the way! 
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TERROR, THIS IS WHAT YOU CALL MEI strike terror among men, I can't be bothered by what they think, I bare my cross, my soul, myself, I forgive,
but I never forget I've been put upon this earth in female form, but I can handle myself with the best of you,
as well as the worst and I often have, I have the right to remain silent, but I choose to speak, sing, scream,
I am lips, hips, tits! VIEW MY ART!
Twitter♦Tumblr Art Blog♦Deviantart
Blogger♦Myspace

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05-13-2008, 03:05 PM
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Join Date: Mar 2008
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Wow this is amazing
I can't wait for more
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