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Post by xnekoxmika on Jun 7, 2009 20:56:31 GMT -5
*New Story of mines, I started this on the Shrinkingman site and I decided to post it here.*
Many stories had women waiting out for their prince charming and their knights in shining armor to be rescued from their perils. This is what I would describe as damsels in distress, which I'm not. I'm a get down and dirty type of girl who can take care of myself and require no male assistance whenever I'm in trouble. Other girls would think I was crazy for doing the kinds of things I do. They just don't understand why I can take care of my own self without wiating for a guy to bail me out. They'll learn why soon enough as my cropped dirty blonde hair flowed with the beeeze.
"Time for the show to begin." I said, jumping off the roof of the building.
My name is Eliza Manners and I was born in Port Charles, Louisiana on May 30, 2008 with my twin brother, Jack. We trained by our father, Michael Manners, when we were younger. However, he was much more disappointed in Jack because he turned out to be clumsy and slower than both Anya and I. We have have half-brother named, Harry, but he lives in England. However, we were girls and we're afraid he would take his anger out on us for being better than Jack. It didn't happen as my father continued to train us though and he doted both of us since we were much more graceful, faster and can take care of ourselves. He had little patience with Jack though and more often than not my mother always ends up fighting with him. She told him to be careful because he was clumsy needs extra time.
"Are you out of your ******* mind?" my father said. "We're in the middle of war. I'm not going to lose because Jack is too slow in comparision to Anya and Eliza."
"Yes." my mother said. "However, he still needs time."
"Time we don't have." my father said.
He was right because Jack needs to control his clumsiness in order to master the Manners Fighting Way Of Life. Anya and I learned it very fast and eventually he learned to catch up. Anyway we were eight and our eldest sister was 12, when dad took us to England to meet our half-brother, Harry and attend a cockney play. During the time we were being seated, father cursed at our eldest brother for not helping Anya and ordered Jack to watch me. Instead of doing so, he sped off to the bathroom to relieve himself. I headed down to the balcony level when I met, Layton Black. He was three years older than I was and was closer to Anya's age. He had dark brown hair and blue-green eyes. His lips were full, lucious and indeed kissable.
"You look cute." Layton said.
"Umm thank you." I said.
I was hoping he'd ignore me and say that to Anya because she was his age and I was just a kid. I was suprised that he meant me, not my sister. During the course of the show, I snuck away from Jack, to backstage to look at the flowers. To my surprise, I saw Layton again in front of me. I couldn't help, but blush as he began kissing me. I wanted to resist, but resistance was not on my side and I gave in. That was until, Jack saw us and told our father about it. When he saw me, my dress was dirty and Layton on top of me.
"Get away from my daughter at once." my father shouted.
"Mr.Manners." A man said. "Let me apologize for my son's actions. He didn't know better and....'
"Keep your son away from Eliza." my father said. "Mr.Black, I'm not in the mood about this."
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Post by xnekoxmika on Jun 7, 2009 21:04:17 GMT -5
*Here's more to the story. Harry has blue eyes and brown hair.*
"Mr.Manners." Mr.Black said. "You really have to forgive my son, Layton. He tends to fall in love fast when he sees a beautful girl like your youngest daughter and....."
"Save it." my father said. "I don't like anyone on top of my daughter. He needs to stay away from Eliza at once at least until she's a bit older."
My father leaves with me, Jack, Anya, and Harry. He was disappointed with me big time for not resisting when I should've. I told him, I couldn't help it because was irresistable. Still I should've done a better job as Jack threatened to kill him if he touches me next time. Then again, he wouldn't get that far because he hates to be reminded that he's slow and clumsy, especially from both me and Anya.
"Jack, I hate to remind you." I said. "But honestly you are slow and clumsy."
"Damn it, don't remind me." Jack said.
"Well you are." Harry said.
"You're not my brother." Jack said, as he got hit by father.
"He is your brother, Jack." my father said.
Three years later, The black Hawk Syndication made the mistake of attacking Port Charles in Louisiana. During the time, Mother told us to run because she will hold them off. Anya made it to the randevous point, but we didn't because Jack was always the same. For three hours, we were on the boat heading to England and possibly to our fate in either death or forced to join the Black Hawk Syndication. We were at the main building when a man who was a secretary for the leader looked over to us.
"Twins from Port Charles, Louisiana." the dealer said.
The secretary saw Jack as no threat to the leader's position, whereas with me, he would see the leader meeting his end with me. That would put him in danger should he take me in, but he knew there was a shortage of girls joining. He had to follow protocal if he wanted to live.
This one certainly, the girl no." the secretary said.
We were forced apart as the dealer took me from Jack. I struggled to hold onto my brother's hand, but to no avail as the male secretary took him in, forcing me to ride further away. That was until the dealer and the man who was going to take me to where I would face my fate were dead at Harry's hands. I was more happy to see him again as i ran to him and hugged him. For a while he held on tight to me as the Syndication headed outside to retrieve us. However, we were gone before they could look for us.
"How did you know where I was?" I asked him as he took me in his house.
"Dad told me you and Jack were taken." Harry said. "I knew where they took you. Jesmond. I'm taking you to London where dad is."
"Will he be mad that Jack is in the Black Hawk's possession?" I asked him.
"Yes." Harry said. "I know he'll do what he can to bring him back."
I could only nod as I blamed myself for not protecting Jack better than I should've. I know father will be disappointed in me the most for not doing all I could. However, I need to try to focus about the whole thing. There could be a possibility that the Black Hawk Syndication will tire of Jack soon enough because of his clumsiness abd slow nature. My father comes in minutes later before we were to make the trip to London.
"Daddy." I said, hugging him.
"Eliza, what happened?" My father asked. "Where's Jack?"
"Bad men took him in the Black Hawk Syndication. "I said. "How did you know where I was?"
"Anya." my father said. "I used her ability to track you down. We'll get Jack back soon. I'll promise you that."
11 years later, I was now a full-fledge menber of the resistance faction. I know that father didn't blame me for losing Jack because of what happened, but I still couldn't help thinking about losing my twin brother. I had to push that out of my mind as I continued the mission of shutting down the faction in London since without the Thames River and Black Hawk factories surronding it there'll be nor corridor into London and the rebellion forces can constrict the Syndication.
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Post by merc369 on Jun 7, 2009 21:10:19 GMT -5
I guess I'm kinda confused with what's going on ^^' It just kinda....starts and goes. There's not really an introduction to what's going on. Jack apparently is clumsy and disliked, and there's some kind of war going on.....between...er?
That's just my 2 cents ^^
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Post by xnekoxmika on Jun 7, 2009 21:30:40 GMT -5
Eliza Manners was only 8 when she met sweet Layton Black in England. When she was 11, she and her twin brother, Jack, were sent back to England with the death of their mother. She was seperated from him after they took him into the enemy syndication Black Hawk. She was reunited by her father, the great rebellion warrior, Michael Manners, and was trained much stonger than Jack. Now 9 years later, Eliza is a full-fledge rebellion forces specialist, along side her half-brother. It'll be explained later
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Post by merc369 on Jun 7, 2009 21:49:13 GMT -5
That's great and all, but that kinda seems like it should have been cleared up IN the story. For instance you said Eliza was 8 when she met Layton. Never in the story does it say that, or even what the date is. It says Eliza was born in 2008...so maybe in the story you should have said they met in 2016? It just seems like the story was rushed and could use more proofreading. The main problem here is that it doesn't really make sense...it kinda jumps around.
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Post by xnekoxmika on Jun 7, 2009 22:24:20 GMT -5
*Here's more to the story. I kinda rushed into the first ones without slowing it down.*
The mission was always the same destroy every faction of the Black Hawk Syndication and leave no one as prisoners. That was the orders given and will always be carried out. I sure will not risk seeing the chances of a free world go to waste for a world of tyranny. I landed onto the truck wher two men were waiting for the latest shipment from America. Judging from the two men's choice in wearing the black uniforms with the hawk insignia, they were agents from the Black Hawk. I needed to see where they're going to ship it to in order for the rebellion forces to get the upper hand against the Syndication.
"Don't move." the of the agents said.
I didn't move, not did they wait for for the man with the shipments to come it as the two men began their fight with me. I pulled out my steel fans and commenced battle. It was nothing that I couldn't handle at least for now. Twelve minutes later, they were dead at my hands as the shipment came in for the Black Hawk Syndication. Unfortunately, they were forced to business with me and a few of the rebellion forces memebers or it was the pain of death.
"How much does you wish?" one of the shipping dealers said.
"Whatever they made." I said. "We'll match it.
"We don't negotiate with....." was all the other said.
"You will have no choice." Harry said. "If you don't deal with us the rest of the Black Hawk Syndication properties with cease to exist."
"You're lying...." was all the dealers said.
Harry had activated the bombs scattered across the the factories owned by the Black Hawk Syndication. They were now in no choice but made the deal with us in exchange we spare their lives. We got their deal and now the constriction of the Black Hawk Syndication begins. The two dealers are forced to work for us since if they refuse it'll be their lives. They stayed at the post as we headed back to the zone.
"At least father will be happy about our lastest confiscation." I said."
"Aye." Harry said. "No one will no about this."
We nodded our heads and headed home for the night. By the next morning, fury struck on the Black Hawk Syndication, but I pretended I know nothing about it as I made my way to my usual routine for college. My boyfriend at the time was named Brian Thomas. He was handsome, but it was on the outside. Fortunately, he didn't suspect me of foul play, even when he asked me if I knew about what happened.
"No." I said. "I know nothing."
"The Black Hawk Syndication will put this sect on lockdown." Brian said. "Someone has to know what's going on."
"Brian." I said. "If anyone is doing something heinous, will they tell the superiors about it and risked being imprisioned? Maybe even tortured."
"You worry me sometimes, Eliza." Brian said.
"I'm sorry." I said. "But I do tend to think the worst."
Brian did understand as I promised to be more optimistic as we headed on with the day. My father clearly disliked him since he made the mistake of calling him Grandpa. I was forced to remind him that he didn't look like a grandfather, but my father. This happened months earlier when I first started dating him. I was explaining about my trendy and hip grandfather who snowboarded the Alps in his underwear. He was impressed to hear that despite my grandfather's advanced age, he was secure about his age.
"He seems pretty cool." Brian said. "When is he coming?
"Soon." I said. "I have to get you the photo album. Do you like some hot cocoa, while I'm in the kitchen."
"Just some tea." Brian said.
He had just sat down while I went into the kitchen to make some tea for the both of us and the photo album of my grandfather in his time. During the time, my father comes home and Brian mistakens him for my grandfather, due to the grays in his blonde hair. This infuriates my father as I walked in with the tea.
"Umm Brian." I said. "What are you doing?"
"I was just talking to your grandfather." Brian said.
"What?" I said
"Excuse me?" my father said.
"Oh lord, Brian." I said. "You're dead meat."
"What do you mean, Eli?" Brian said.
"Grandpa?!" my father said.
"Brian." I said. "That's not my grandfather, that's my father."
"Oh lord, I'm dead meat." Brian said, realizing his mistake.
I tried to pull him away before my father got any ideas in wanting to pound him. However my father warned me not to and told me to step aside before he gets angry with me. I wanted to say no to him and give Brian a chance to apologize. Still I couldn't help, but steer clear as he chased Brian around in the worst possible way. However, I couldn't forget about the sweet boy I met a 11 years earlier. Will I ever see him again? No one knows for sure, but I'm getting the feeling I'll meet up with him soon in a huge way.
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Post by xnekoxmika on Jun 7, 2009 23:17:39 GMT -5
*Here's more to the story*
I may even meet up with him sooner than I think. The last time I did see Layton was when I was 8, but that was just the one time. Anyway my relationship with Brian went downhill as rumors of more attacks cane into form. He even accused me of starting them whenever I tried to change the subject. My dad warned me to break ties with him right away before. I didn't want to listen to him until it dawns on me. Brian was the son of Victor Thomas, the leader of the Black Hawk Syndication. He was illegitimate due to his mother being born into a lower class. I had enough one night and asked him to meet me at the opera house roof. I had worn a sleek black dress with pearls on it. I had to wear boots because of the cold rain. Brian showed up 45 minutes later as he demanded an explaination for what happened.
"We need to talk." I said.
"What about?" Brian said. "Did I insult you for accusing you of being involved in it?"
"Not only that." I said. "It's over between us."
Brian didn't take it all too well as he threatened to kill me if I didn't reconsider. I refused to reconsider after all the hell that he put me through and besided he wasn't all that good looking on the inside of the spectrum. He reminded me that he was Victor Thomas' son and will use his connections to fill me, the daughter of the rebellion leader.
"That's coming from someone who was born illegitimate." I said. "You can't change that."
"I know." Brian said, pulling out his knife. "Can you?"
I pulled out my steel fans and we headed into battle against each other. We were evenly matched from the beginning of the battle. Eventually, Brian showed signs of clumsiness and I took advantage of it. This was until he shoved me closer tto the ledge where it was a long drop to death.
"Now are you gonna reconsider or not?" Brian said.
During his threat, time passed by slowly as we both heard trembling footsteps coming by. Soon after, I lost my footing and fell off. I been throught this before, but this time, I had to face my death. As I closed my eyes, I found myself on a giant hand. But whose, I don't know.
For now all I could do is wait as the giant lifted me and his hand closer to his pale grey jacket pocket. He tilted his hand and put me in his pocket for safe keeping. Brian thinks it's a good time to run for it before the giant turns his attention towards him. Unfortunately, the giant turned his attentions towards him and was furious at him.
"And where do you think you're going?" the giant said
Brian froze right away as he came face to face with the giant's big blue-green eyes. He was snatched from the roof and was brought closer to his face in a fist hold. He got scared of the giant right away. As he contemplated on how he should get rid of Brian, I couldn't help it all the time, but I looked up to see his dark brown hair hanging loosely and long. I turned my attention downward to notice silk pale grey breeches, very elegantly designed with the jacket. I can't conlude if this is Layton or just my imaginaion. However, I will soon find out as the giant lowered him to the ground and stood up to his full height. At first, I was expecting him to let him go and I would get hurt. Instead, I felt him raised boot covered foot closer to Brian.
"Please don't." Brian said.
"Too late." the giant said, calmly. "You should've thought about that before you tried to kill the girl."
The next few minutes, I stayed hidden as my ex-boyfriend was crushed to death by the giant. Once it was done, I couldn't help, but be fearful for my life as he took me out. However, I know if I had to die, I would die with dignity and not out of fear. It was a little something that I learned from my father. Never fear death, nor the unknown of the the afterlife. As long as I did my duty, I would be in heaven with my mother. The giant took me out of his jacket pocket and walked away. He headed out to a more secluded spot away from London. I suppose I should be a bit more grateful for what he did. I was still worried being held securely in the palm of his hand, that he would have plans for me. I don't know which ones though.
"Don't let fear take over you, Eliza." I reminded myself. "You're in control, not him. Besides, what is the worst he can do to me. Oh man I'm dead."
Fear had just taken over me right away as I realized that I was isolated from my family and that I couldn't do anything to change that. Against my better judgment to withhold emotions, I actually found myself crying in fear of my fate ahead. The giant stopped walking and found an empty giant house. He headed inside of the house, turned on the light and closed the door. He sat down on the steps and raised me to his face. The giant's face had more of a concerned look as he looked down at my dark eyes, while I was crying. As much as I was against looking up at him, I did face his big blue-green eyes.
"Miss Eliza." The giant said. "What's wrong? I'm not hurting you, am I?"
"No." I said. "But how could you know my name?"
"You don't remember me." the giant said. "We met a long time ago when you came to vist England years earlier."
"Wait." I said. "Are you Layton Black?"
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Post by xnekoxmika on Jun 9, 2009 0:39:47 GMT -5
*Here's more to the story I had to get rid of Brian early because I wanted to work with the enemy of Michael Manners*
"You'll find out soon enough." the giant said, gently wiping my tears away from my eyes.
For a moment I could only nod as I looked at the giant. However, he was shocked to see how pretty I was in a womanly way. I suppose Layton would be the same way if we both saw each other. I brushed the thought aside as I looked closer to a handsome, youthful, familiar, yet huge like a billboard face I've seen before. However, it wasn't only his blue-green eyes and face that finally dawned on me. It was his full, luscious, red lips that finally got me to realize who this was. I was kissed by them, 8 years earlier, but it was when he was my normal size. This was the first time I recognized the giant as Layton Black, the boy I met years ago.
"Now you remember me?" Layton said.
"Yes." I said. "I had to take a hard look at you. I mean......"
I was blushing big time as I was at a loss of words to describe how I was feeling. I didn't know that he grew this big during that time. I mean while I was at Port Charles, this was before I was captured with Jack and sent to England. There was so many questions that I wanted Layton to answer. However, I feel that would be a difficult question for him to answer for the moment. I had a bad feeling that he could've known what I was going to ask him about.
"I'll tell you soon." Layton said. "How was your family anyway?"
"They're fine." I said. "Dad is still trying to get my twin brother, Jack, back."
"I see." Layton said. "Umm what happened anyway?"
I was really reluctant to answer that especially when he asked me about it. It was always a difficult subject for me to talk about it because I felt that I didn't do a better job of protecting Jack from the Black Hawk Syndication. It was always a sensitive subject for me to even mention about it. My father was doing whatever he can to bring Jack back to us and keep our family together the best way he can, since my mother, Caroline, died in Port Charles. I don't know whether I'll ever see my hometown, the people in it, Louisiana and even the US in the matter again. For right now, my main focus is ridding England away from the evil syndication.
"We were seperated years earlier." I said. "Jack was taken into the Black Hawk Syndication and I wasn't."
"What?" Layton said. "He's where?"
"The Black Hawk Syndication." I said.
Layton was shocked by what I told him about what happened to Jack. I mean as much trouble as he was when we were children, he wasn't as hateful towards him as my brother was. Then again, Jack was trying to watch out for me at the tme. However, he should've stayed away for that moment alone. I shouldn't be blaming him at al since it was my fault that I didn't do a better job of protecting him. I was surprised that Layton picked up on it. I wanted to keep it private, but this was the first time I had a hart time keeping it in. However, he lowered me closer to his chest for a one handed hug.
"It wasn't your fault." Layton said, hugging me. "I would've felt the same way too."
"Really." I said. "Even if it hurts."
Layton nodded as I couldn't help it, but hug him back the same way. Even after the 8 years we were seperated, he still was the sweet boy that I met years ago. It won't change it of course, but I need to keep my focus on ending the Black Hawk Syndication's hold on England. Until then I should enjoy this moment with Layton since he's being nice.
"Eliza." Layton said. "Are you ok?"
"I'll be fine." I said. I was just wondering how you got this big in 8 years."
"I'll tell you soon." Layton said. "Are you surpised?"
"Yes." I said. "I was having problems with Brian, my ex-boyfriend from 8 months earlier."
Layton nodded and admitted to seeing us fighting on the roof, especially after I was shocked to find out that Brian was the illegitimate son of Victor Thomas, the Black Hawk Syndication leader. I was trying to get rid of him, but I fell off the roof. He revealed that he put me in his pocket to protect me from what he did to Brian. He stopped hugging me and raised me closer to his huge, handsome face.
"You crushed him to death, didn't you?" I said.
"Yes." Layton said.
"Why?" I said. "I almost had him."
"He tried to kill you before." Layton said. "I've seen him as a murderer to other women. I didn't want you to be the next victim to him."
"How do you know?" I said.
"I know his type." Layton said. "He's a philandering murderer of women."
I couldn't say anymore for a bit because as much as I hated to admit it, he was right about Brian. I would've been dead even if we were evenly matched. I crawled closer to Layton's face, wanting to bask in his godly glory, me being nothing to him. However, he didn't see me like that and stood up to his full height.
"Eliza." Layton said. "Are you hungry?"
"Hmmm." was all I said. "Sure. You have anything to eat."
He nodded his head as he took me into the kitchen. This jolted me back to reality as I kept looking around the house. This doesn't look like the typical abandoned houses that I was used to seeing. It was very neat, almost to the point of me suspecting it wasn't abandoned. I sure hope Layton doesn't even pick up on it because I sure can get into trouble with that thought. Much to my displeasure, he did figure it out.
"I suppose you already figured it out." Layton said, smirking.
"How did you find out?" I said, blushing.
"I saw you." Layton said, gently putting me down in the table. "Besides, it was the first time I you like this."
"I see." I said. "Umm....."
"I'll wake someone up." Layton said. "Just relax on the table, Miss Eliza."
"Ok." I said. "Please call me Eli."
I nodded as he headed into the kitchen to wake one of the cooks up to prepare a meal for both of us to eat. I looked over to him as he finally woke someone up to cook us dinner for tonight. I needed to get warm and found the nearest jacket to warm me up. At least for now, I had to keep my mind off of the cold chill that I had felt earlier. As soon as I'm done eating, I need to head back to the opera house because my family's waiting for me. At the same time, I want to bond with Layton more. With the rain picking up, meeting up with my family to watch another cockney performance seems unlikely. Anyway I looked up as I saw him sitting down on the chair closest to me. Layton looked so regal and godlike sitting there. I couldn't help but blush at the sight of him.
"I saw that." Layton said.
"I couldn't help it." I said.
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Post by natalie on Jun 9, 2009 0:46:40 GMT -5
nice update
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Post by xnekoxmika on Jun 9, 2009 23:13:11 GMT -5
"I see that." Layton said. "May I?"
"Umm." was all I said.
I moved away just in time as I saw Layton lowering his huge right hand next to me in the upturned palm position and motioned me to climb into it. I was nervous about it since I didn't want to fall to my death very early. However, I knew I had to get over this and fast because I really don't want to make him mad at me. I stood up from my spot on the table and walked towards his hand. For a moment, I expected him to scare me by screaming at me to hurry up. Even a hint of his anger would scare me. I stil froze and awaited for his anger. To my surprise, I looked up to see him very patient with me.
"Eliza." Layton said. "I won't hurt you, you can trust me."
"Ok." I said. "Are you sure that I won't fall off?"
"You won't." Layton said.
I nodded my head and climbed into his huge hand. For a moment, I didn't say anything as Layton gently lifted me and his hand towards his face. I could tell he has changed a lot since the last time we saw each other. It wasn't just the size growth, but his appearance as well. He was toned, androgynous, but also strong-willed and independant. I could tell that he was just as surprised to see me, beautiful, slender and curvy. I kept a piece of my short blonde hair out of my dark brown eyes.
"I see you have become more beautiful than before." Layton said.
"Thank you." I said, blushing. "You have become more handsome."
"Thanks Eli." Layton said, blushing as well.
The cook arrived with his food, angry at first for waking him up. Then, he took notice of me thanking him for cooking and he softened up to forgive Layton for doing so. The cook left us alone to eat our dinner for the night and he looked relieved to seen me calm him down. He gently sat me down on the pillows and we enjoyed the dinner. During that time, I was drinking some wine when I asked Layton how tall he's standing.
"I stand at 198 feet." Layton said. "It was a sudden shock to me. In my normal form I"m around 5'11."
"I see." I said, eating a piece of chicken. "Can you......?"
"I can change my size at any time." Layton said. "As small as a mouse to being the size of buildings. I do prefer to be a giant though."
"Aren't you afraid of people getting the wrong idea of you?" I asked. "I mean....."
"No." Layton said. "There would've been others who would be scared of being my size. However, I'm not afraid of being a giant."
"I see." I said. "Why didn't you eat me or least hurt me?"
"No." Layton said. "It's too barbaric for my kind and I detest doing that."
I could only nod my head in relief as he told me that. I still wonder what he meant when he mentioned it. Once we were done eating, he took me into his hand and took me upstairs for a quick tour of his house. Layton explained to me a long time ago, he inherited the home from his grandmother who loved the house, but could no take care of it due to her poor health and passed it over to him. Instead of letting it deteriorate, Layton put through the effort to restoring it to it's original state.
"I'm sure your grandmother would be proud of you." I said. "I mean you put forth all this effort to do so."
"Thank you." Layton said, humbly. "Do you..."
"I sill live in the apartment." I said. "With my father, Anya, Harry and my foster siblings. Dad is trying to get me an apartment of my own."
"I see." Layton said "What were you doing at the Mendoza Opera House?"
"I was with my family." I said. "We were going to see a cockney show. With the rain picking up, catching up with them seems unlikely."
"Aye." Layton agreed. "You're better of staying here."
I got nervous at what he meant by it as he took me into his room and turned on the light. I was surprised by it's simplicity, but warm athmosphere of the room. However, I didn't want him to think I had an easy reputaion about whatever he was going to do to me. It happened to me and Brian before, which is something I like to avoid.
"I take it, you're very uncomfortable." Layton said.
"Yes." I said. "I just don't want you taking advantage of me."
"I'd never do such a thing." Layton said. "Did Brian do that to you?"
"He has before." I said.
"That's rude of him." Layton said.
I nodded my head as I looked around his room further. The less I think about Brian, the better I'll feel about myself. Besides I know, Layton wouldn't hurt me at all because of the negative remarks he'd get. However, I still got worried about him crushing me in his sleep if I had to share his bed with him. Fortunately, Layton had a good solution for that one, knowing I was nervous about sharing a bed with him.
"I know you're reluctant to share my bed with me." Layton said. I figured I should do this for you."
"What?" I said.
He showed me his grandmother's renovated dollhouse on his desk which made me feel a bit better. The house had real women's clothing in the drawers and a working bathroom. It was the perfect solution for me, since I was afraid of sharing a bed with him for a reason. I wouldn't have to worry about him tossing and turning on me when we go to bed. However, I was still concerned about my privacy should I take a shower. This I was afraid that he might peek in through the window and be a..........
"I won't peek inside the window." Layton said. "You'll plenty of privacy for your bath."
"Thank you." I said, relieved. "I just don't like having my privacy violated."
"It won't be violated." Layton said. "I wouldn't do such a thing, Eliza. It's just unbecoming of a gentlemen."
During that time, I couldn't help but think about all the times that Brian had violated my privacy before. Now that I thought about it, he did deserve his fate in being crushed to death under Layton's foot. He was sick and a peeping tom whenever I would be showering at St.Catherine's Prepatory School, a presitge academy school for girls. More often than not he was always removed by the authorites not in either alliance with the Black Hawk or the rebellion forces. I felt Layton gently sat down on his favorite chair and lowered me to the dollhouse.
"Which school did you go to during your teen years?" I said.
"I didn't go to any shchool here in England." Layton said. "I was educated in France and Italy for a while. Most of the time, I was home schooled by private tutor. What about you?"
"I went to St.Catherine's Prepatory School." I said. "It was an academy school for prestige girls. My father sent me there to further my education after Anya dropped out to go to a co-ed school."
"I see." Layton said. "Umm did you...."
"I graduated." I said. "I'm currently in Lanford College."
"I see." Layton said. "Did you...?"
"What?" I said.
I was afraid of him asking him if he meant sex or not because as I remembered. Fortunately, he rassured me that he didn't mean it that way and meant by getting married. I haven't been married at all and I probably won't until the war with the Black Hawk Syndication ends. Besides I'm the girl who all guys are attracted to and end up dying at my hands. Probably that was why father wanted Anya to be married before me. Before I wanted to say something, Layton told me to he had to get changed to get some sleep.
"Ok." I said.
I had time to get changed out of my black dress as Layton headed into the bathroom to change out of his clothes. I looked over at my watch and noticed it was 11:30 P.M. I grabbed the nearest nightgown I could find and put it on. Then I headed into the bathroom to wash up for the night. I had to get rid of the make up on my face and get to bed. Because I have to be back in my home to gather my stuff and in be in college the next day Advanced English Literature. While he was still in the bathroom, I headed out of the doll house so I could take a look over. I saw a pair of black leather pants.
"Looks kinky." I said. "I wonder if......"
"I do wear them." Layton said, coming in his room.
He dropped his fancy clothes on his chair and folded it neatly. Layton admitted he liked to wear the leather pants as part of his regular wear, instead of the fancy clothes his family wears. He likes to be comfortable in other clothes. Soon after we headed off to bed for the night. As he climbed into his bed, I sat down on his desk wanting to know if he had a girlfriend.
"I was in a relatioship with a girl." Layton said. "It didn't work out with...."
"July." I said. "I know her. She attends the same college as me."
"Ohh." Layton said. "She never told me that."
"She considered me a rival." I said. "Even though I was loyal to Brian."
"I bet it didn't last though.' Layton said.
"Only six months" I said. "Besides Brian was not what I expected out of my previous boyfriends. Since most of them ende dup being dead or killed by me."
"You mean some end up dead." Layton said. "Natural causes? Betrayal?"
"Some end up dying to protect me." I said. "Others end up being killed by me whenever they pledge their true allegance to the Black Hawk Syndication. Brian was one acception when you crushed him to death. I was afraid you would do the same to me though."
"I would never do something like that." Layton said. "I would do so with someone else, but not you."
I could only nod as he told me we better head off to bed because it would do us no good to even talk about it. As we headed off to bed, me in the dollhouse and Layton in his bed. I could tell it could get even more interesting as time wears on. For now I could only sleep in the bed of the dollhouse as think about how worried my family is about not having me in the loft. I'll have some explaining to do when I get home tomorrow. Besides, Layton is a very sweet man and who wouldn't want that. He maybe androngynous, but he's strong-willed and independant. I don't know what my father would think about him in the matter. He only liked a few guys before, but most he keeps them away from me.
"I'll be fine." i said to myself. "Besides it's just rain. What could go wrong."
As he continued to sleep, I was awaken by the rumble of thunder as the rain continued to pour. Although it's hard to believe it, I was still scared of the sounds of thunder and this was no joke. At times, I was tempting to get out of the dollhouse and wake Layton up. Then again, I don't want to anger him and it's the last thing I want to do.
"He could get angry with me." I said to myself.
However, my fear was clouding my better judgement as I ran out of the doll house and headed toward him. I knew it wasn't the smartest thing I could do but, I was desperate. As the tunder rumbled further, my fears got the better of me and I ended up screaming very loud. Now I know that I could get into trouble for waking him up litteraly. However for the moment, I just didn't care as Layton woke up.
"What the?" was all Layton said. "Eliza."
"Layton." I said
I wished I could change what I was thinking and quickly shut my screaming up. However, it was already too late as he awaken and took me into his hand. I turned away from him, a silent confession to me waking him up and behavior which he found pretty unacceptable if that was someone else. Eventually, I turned around to face him.
"Eliza." Layton said. "what were you doing screaming like that?"
"Just a nightmare." I said.
"That I don't believe." Layton said.
"All right it was the sound of thunder thae scared me." I said. "I.....
I didn't finish as he brought me closer to his face. I was confused on what he was going to do with me that I didn't bother to think about it. Soon I found myself shivering with fear what he was going to do with me. I was mainly afraid he could eat me or crush me to death. That was what I was afraid of the most. However, those negative thoughts that Layton could notice in my head, had almost moved him to tears.
"I don't want to hurt you nor anyone else." Layton said. "I wanted to give you something."
"What?" was all I said.
"What?" was all I said.
Layton didn't answer me as he hugged me in comfort as the rain continued pouring. I could feel relief while he continued hugging me and I apologized for the screaming.
"I wouldn't worry about it, love." Layton said, kissing me.
I began to blush right away as I felt him kissing me right away. That cold, scared feeling that I felt soon gave way to a more of a warm feeling. Just having Layton's full, plump lips touch me that sweetly made me forget my fears of thunder. After a while, we went back to bed. I wanted to leave my dollhouse to kiss him, but now wouldn't be the best time. Duting that time, I was able to sleep it off, knowing thunder won't bother me as much. I wasn't a flighty, dumb blonde about it, I was scared.
"Layton is such a sweetheart." I said in my head as I continued sleeping.
I know i could get into serious trouble for thinking that way and I couldn't jepordize it in anyway. I should just get some shut eyes Things would look a bit better in the morning. By the next morining, things were exactly what I expected, the rain stopped and I woke up naturally. Thanfully Layton was still asleep I headed to the bathroom to wash up once more. During the time, I used super speed to get my backpack and my school work from my house to Layton's.
"I should do it while I'm still here." I said.
Once that was done, I put that aside, got dress, foolded it neatly and put into my bag. I come out of the bathroom and picked out what I wanted to wear. I grabbed a white jacket with a fleur-du-leis on the back, along with a black t-shirt, and pink pants. I could still wear my black boots and got dressed right away. At that time, Layton got up from his bed to notice me getting dressed and headed out of his room to relieve himself in his bathroom.
"That was close." I said, as I finished getting dressed.
Relief for me was short as Layton returned to his room and faced me. I couldn't help it as I looked up his big blue-green eyes. He was curious how my backpack got here fast and I didn't like lying to him since it was bad. I had the abilities of super speed, telepathy and levitation. It was part of me since my training years ago.
"I had to use super speed to go into my home and get my stuf." I said. "I needed to put my dress somewhere and leave for my college classes."
"You could've asked me about it." Layton said. "I would've taken you there myself."
"You were asleep." I siad. "I didn't like to disturb you."
"You should've told me about it." Layton said. "I don't want them to get a hold of you."
"I know." I said. "I've been used to facing the agents of the Black Hawk Syndication before. I was trained very young under my father."
I headed out of the house just in time for Layton scooped me into his hand. Normally if it's anyone else doing that to me, I would resist, even thought it'll anger that person. Yet somehow, I was aware that Layton wouldn't hurt me at all. To him it was too barbaric and I know most people his size would enjoy taking advantage of his size to hurt others. Yet, Layton had much more control of it anyone else, which was good.
"Don't worry, I wouldn't use this for my own gain." Layton said.
I was relieved at what he said. I thought it would remain that way as my friendship flourished with him, and eventually turned into love. That was until a few months later, when I infiltrated the Black Hawk Syndication. I had recently secured a small satellite system from within the wall that would allow us to attack them from the inside without them knowing it would give us the advantage. I stole additional items and destroyed the rest. As I was about to leave, one of the guards showed up.
"Don't move." the guard said. "This is Black Hawk Section 4411, in the Privam District and you're under arrest."
"Oh Really." I said. "Is this some kind of sick revenge for what happened to your sister, July?"
The guard was angry at me as I mentioned what happened to July. She was Layton's ex-girlfriend and my rival, in college and outside of it. She had a small monkey who she mistreated and my current pet/buddy. The monkey turned on her, slashing her face, allowing me to kill her once and for all. That guard is her brother, Brandon, seeking revenge against me. Tall, lanky, but trigger happy and a lunkhead. He had dark brown hair like July's, except his eyes were two different colors. I rasied my gun and fired a warning shot at him before hiding as I pulled out my Steel fans and transformed them into guns. I refused to go without a fight.
"We'll do this, the hard way." Brandon said.
The fighting commenced as he and I went at it. He was looking to avenge July's death and hopes that taking me out would weaken my father's chances of driving the Black Hawk Syndication. I fought valiantly against him, until he broke my right leg, rendering me unable to fight. I could only hold on to the bag which I put the satellite in.
"Now you'll pay for my...." was all Brandon said.
Layton had showed up just in time to punch him. Instead of the pale grey clothing I saw him in last night, it was an elegant blue one. Still, I wasn't in any position to compliment it because I was more in pain with my right leg and it took up most of my focus. Fortunately, Layton was able to bandage my leg up where the source of my wounds were.
"Layton." I said.
"I'll be fine Eli." Layton said.
"You made a bad move, boy." Brandon said, tuning his attention to him.
Brandon made a terrible mistake in grabbling him by his neck collar. Because no sooner that he grabbed him Layton's eyes, changed from his beautful blue-green to dark green.
"Bad move you little @#$%^&*." Layton said
Along with it, he emitted a dark green color which not only shrunk Brandon, but me as well. I was smart not to look anymore as I grabbed the bag, my fans and my guns. Then I hid as Brandon awakened from his revelerie as he realized the truth, he was shrunk to the size of an ant(less than an inch), me only to doll size(2-8 inches). I was wise to stop looking at the power and watched as Layton knelt down at him in menacing, imposing way.
"Like your new size you little ant." Layton said, booming down at him.
Brandon was scared of him as he tried to run knowing that fighting him was a mistake. Just seeing him look up at Layton with fear in his eyes as he pursues him in his normal size, I almost felt sorry for him. I would've been sorry for him if it wasn't for him injuring my leg severely and calling me a thief. Layton liked seeing Brandon try to out run him and made sure his attempts o do so were in vain.
"You can't run from me." Layton said. "I'm a giant to you and besides, it's time to end it."
He did exactly the same thing to Brandon, like he did to Brian, except that he never gave my ex-boyfriend a chance to run from him when he was a giant in London. He raised his shoe covered left foot over Brandon. I saw him beg for his life, but Layton wouldn't hear any of it.
"I'll be sure to give Brian your regards." Layton said, lowering his foot down towards him.
Almost in an instant Brandon's life came to an abrupt end under his foot. I was afraid for an instant that he would do exactly the same thing to me for that moment. My fears soon passed as I saw Layton's eyes change from green to his normal blue-green eyes. He knew were I was hiding, behind the box in a lying down position, indicating that I crawled there.
"Eliza." Layton said. "Are you all right?"
"No." I said. "My leg. He broke it."
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Post by natalie on Jun 9, 2009 23:58:30 GMT -5
Nice update
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Post by xnekoxmika on Jun 11, 2009 0:05:48 GMT -5
will add soon
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Post by xnekoxmika on Jun 14, 2009 2:32:30 GMT -5
*here's more to the story.*
Layton understood what that meant because no sooner that he picked me off the floor, I yelped in pain from my right leg, indicating I was in pain from it. He wasn't trying to hurt me, I knew that, but he needed to be careful about the fact that I was still a human being and the pain about it was severe. He knew and apologized for it, aware I was in pain from the whole thing. Layton gently and slowly put me in his pocket as I held on to the bag. Once I was safe inside, I could only the light turn blue before passing out from the pain.
"I won't let them get away with this." Layton said.
Sure enough, after I passed out I was still aware what was going on as I felt the Black Hawk Syndication complex collaspe before him. Layton has inded grown into a mega giant and his power was unfanthomable. Many of the agents of the Black Hawk Syndication were very fearful of him, but he didn't care for any of their excuses and proceeded to finish off what he started since he killed Brandon. Within minutes the Black Hawk complex in Essex was destroyed. It was a victory on the rebellion forces part, but costly. I won't be able to fight for the next couple of months because of my leg. I was my father's best bet for winning the war because of my cat-like, steath abilities with my super speed. Harry had snuck into the pocket and learned the truth.
"Looks like you won't be fighting for a while." Harry said.
"I know." I said.
I could tell his eyes remained blue and I couldn't help as I awaken that I had gone back to my normal size. Once he left Essex, I was fully aware that he had shrunk back to close to his original height, except he was now 200 feet. Layton headed back to his house with us in tow. My father will be notified shortly about what happened to me.
"Layton." was all I could say.
"Don't worry about him." Harry said. "You're hurt."
"I can't help it." I said. "I love him."
Once Layton got inside his house, Harry had to carry me in his arms into the dollhouse where not only our family's doctors were waiting to operate, but my father and Anya. Even though they were proud that I got the Black Hawk Syndication's sattelite in the rebellion's possession, my injury was the cause of their unhappiness with me, even though they knew it wasn't really my fault or Layton's in the matter. I could never forget how embarrassed and humiliated thye felt about it. During the surgery, I could hear them talking in my mind. Although, I couldn't see the reaction of their faces, I could tell they were planning to blame Layton for it.
"Don't Blame him for what happened." I said, via my thoughts.
"Eliza." Anya said, in telepathy. "Why not?"
"It was my own fault." I said, in telepathy. "I wasn't watching what I was doing during my fight with Brandon, July's brother."
Once the surgery was over, the doctor said they were able to repair my knee and right leg together, but I would be out for a 6 months at maximum. My father wasn't to happy about it and asked him if there was any other way to get through a speedy recovery. The doctor shook his head and left as he stood there at a loss. Just before he was going to blame Layton, Anya pulled him to one side.
"Father, it wasn't Layton's fault." Anya said.
"How would you...' was all my father said.
"It was mine!" I said.
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Post by natalie on Jun 15, 2009 20:57:42 GMT -5
Really intense scene. Great update
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Post by xnekoxmika on Jun 16, 2009 0:32:20 GMT -5
thanks
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Post by xnekoxmika on Jun 29, 2009 1:29:32 GMT -5
"Eliza?!" My father said. "It...."
"It was my fault." I said. I wasn't watching what I was doing during my fight with Brandon."
"I tried to protect her." Layton said.
My father eventually learned the truth about why I was injured in the first place. As much as he didn't blame me and Layton, a punishment was implimented on me as I wasn't allowed to come home, due to the dangers of being a sitting duck for most of the missions. I even protested against it, but his mind was made up and I was to stay here for a bit. I asked for one favor from him to bring my stuff here.
"I'll do it." Harry said.
"Please." I said.
"We all will." Anya said. "Dad will have to ask you to stay here."
"Why?" I asked. "Can't I come home with you?"
"No." Anya said.
"Well, why not." I said.
"Until that leg heals up, you won't fight for a while." my father said.
"But Father!" I protested. "I'm your best bet to win this war and Anya hasn't been active in years."
"She will be activate now." My father said. "You are not allowed to leave here at all time."
Those words had hurt me as I won't be able to go home with my family. I also won't be able to move on my leg for six months at max. The doctors had put my right leg in a plaster cast, which marks me on the injured list. I known from long experience to be careful in not getting myself injured. I've always done a good job, until now. I could only look on sadly as they left me alone in the dollhouse. I had dishonored the rebellion forces and now I must pay for my shame. My father has forbidden me from returning home by keeping me here in the country with Layton inside his home. He didn't even understood why I took the fall for him, when he was expecting my father to scream at him. At the same time, I knew he was actually grateful for it because I knew my father's anger all too well.
"Why?" Layton said.
"What do you mean?" I said. "My father left me behind because he doesn't want a cripple at home. Plus I didn't want you to get blamed for something I did."
"Your father's anger isn't too controlled." Layton said. "Besides he was just trying to protect your safety while you stay here
"Yes." I said. "He loses it every time. I know he wants me to be safe, but I'm worried about Anya because she hasn't been activated in years."
It was true because my father had wanted Anya to be married first because she was 22 and pretty, but not up to my level. She had nice blonde hair, blue eyes and was trim. However, she had a hard time approacing guys because I had an olive complexion like my mother and Jack. Anya had pale skin and no one like a person whose pale, when they could have someone whose tanned like me. It is for that reason, my father doesn't want me to marry, knowing men want a gorgeous girl like me. I know I hate to be vain about it, but it's true. My grandmother from my mother's side is French lady, Emmeline and she had three daughters. Two whom are my aunts are Marie, Rosalie and my mother, Caroline. She was particulary worried about my mother because she was young and attractive with her dark hair, brown eyes and olive complexion.
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Post by natalie on Jun 29, 2009 13:19:43 GMT -5
Really good update!!!
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Post by giantblackcat on Jun 29, 2009 16:05:43 GMT -5
Good! ;D!!!!
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Post by xnekoxmika on Jul 1, 2009 23:40:03 GMT -5
thanks. I'll add soon
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Post by xnekoxmika on Aug 26, 2009 18:08:14 GMT -5
*here's more to it*
My father feared that I was the successor to my mother and thus I wasn't allowed to be married. Except for my blonde hair, which I inherited from him, I look exactly like mom. To keep this going, I had to spend the next six months in the dollhouse wearing a plaster cast on my right leg, with one crutch that could help me get downstairs. God, I hated being injured and my misery showed for a long time as I headed downstairs with my crutch. Sure it was slow at first, but I could manage for a while.
"This bites." I said, making my way downstairs to eat breakfast. "I'm injured for the next 6 months, the pain on my damn leg won't shut up and I hate this."
Before I got a chance to eat, I went outside to see if Layton was ok. I was genuinely worried about him since the whole thing and the mission that caused me to be injured. I wanted to be there for him just in case his feelings were hurt about what happened. I know that my father did yell at him last night, after I went to bed and it almost made me want to hate him for it. I didn't know where he went at all, and I had my pet monkey, Coco, as my companion through the time.
"Layton." I said.
A maid asked me to return to the house to eat, and I slowly went back. While eating breakfast, I sent a scathing "I hate you" letter to my father, indicating how much he betrayed me for doing the one thing he promised me not to do. The maid looked over to me with a suspicious look as she gave juice to drink. I gave the same thing, wondering if she's involved with the Syndication.
"Father problems." the maid said.
"What do you think?" I said. "My dad hates me because I rival my sister in looks."
"More so." the maid said. "But I thin....."
As the maid continued, droning on, Coco, used an unused napkin and dipped it into my orange juice. She silently screetched to me, indicating that the napkin had shown dome putrid discoloration. I took a look at it and knew it was poison. The maid had wanted me dead. I thought. I knew she was a Black Hawk member She stopped droning on when she noticed that I wasn't drinking my orange juice which was tossed out my monkey in the sink.
"Nice try." I said
"How?" the maid said. "How.. did you know?"
"Coco sensed something wrong with the juice." I said. "You were trying to kill me weren't you. You're part of the Black Hawk Syndication members sent to kill me."
The maid was unamused as she looked for her fiance. She thought he was supposed to be in sight. However, he was apparently distracted by something else that sparkled his curiousity and left his gun next to the front door of the dollhouse to check it out. This left the maid with only one option, she had to deal with me and Coco.
"My name is Arianna Wexler." the maid said. "My Fiance and I were sent to kill you, Eliza Manners."
"Too bad you won't get the chance to do so." I said. "I'm not going without a fight."
"So be it." Arianna said. "I was expecting you to say that."
She and I commenced our fight together at once. I may be injured, but it doesn't mean I can't fight back. However, I know the doctor warned me against fighting with an injured leg because he feared that if I fought on my injured right leg again, he'd be forced to amputate it. I know he means well, but I still have to do my job. During that time, Coco grabbed the gun that was outside and brought it inside as I managed to subdue Arianna.
"I never had someone who fought as hard as you did." Arianna said.
"Neither did I." I said.
"You know what I must do." I said.
"I know." Arianna said. "I never wanted to be a part of the Black Hawk Syndication. My idyllic childhood was stolen from me when two members killed my family and took me to train as them."
As she talked about her past, I started to put myself in her shoes and I started to realise that she the awful truth that was in front of me. Arianna lost her family when she was only a child and she was forced to join the Black Hawk Syndication like my twin brother, Jack, was forced to join. Even after all this time, it still brings painful memories to even think about him almost to the point that I wanted to cry for him and Arianna. I did pity both of them for what they were forced to endure as Black Hawks. However, I had to keep my composure as she helped me into my chair. I thanked her as she finished up her story.
"Then that means, you were innocent, like me." I said. "My brother was stolen from my family. I would assume that he never wanted to be part of it."
"I know he didn't." Arrianna said. "Jack always told me about what happened when he and his sister were seperated. I was wondering if it was you."
"Yes, it was me." I said.
However, as much respect that I have for Arianna for lasting this long as she has towards me, I had to finish the job. Still I was showing reluctance in doing so because she was after all like me in a lot of ways. I didn't want to be put into the same situation like her when the Black Hawk Syndication took both Jack and me away. I still had my family, but him and my mother. I took out a knife from my belt on my left leg. My knife had a special potion in it's blade which allowed the person to die without losing blood and I wouln't use it unless it was an emergency. However, I had no choice in the matter.
"Can I ask for one request from you, Eliza?" Arianna said.
"Yes, you can." I said.
"Free Jack from the fate he's in." Arianna said. "Let him know that they're evil and that you and your family loves him. Don't leave him at the hands of the Black Hawks or who knows what they'll do to him."
I agreed as she knelted and prepared for her death. With one swift move from my knife, Arianna was dead at my hands. No blood was spilled as her body collasped on the floor. She didn't scream nor cry and pleaded to be spared. She accepted her fate well as I continued sitting down, still shocked at what happened as I put my knife away. Normally, I would be pleased to see any Black Hawk being dead and helpless because I hated them what they did to my family. However in the case of Arianna Wexler, this was the first time in my life I actually saw myself crying for her. I think in a lot of ways, she didn't want to be a Black Hawk Syndication member. I know her fiance will return to kill me and I have to be prepared for......
"No, don't." was all he said.
I heard him being crushed to death outside, as I could assume that he was unceremonially tossed in the Lake of No Return. I certainly didn't want Arianna to be tossed there but given an honorary funeral. Layton entered the room and gently opened the dollhouse to see me crying. I knew he had seen Arianna's lifeless body on the floor. His blue-green eyes told me that and he gently took me into his hand. Once in the palm of his his right hand he lifted me to his face.
"Eliza." Layton said, concerned. "What happened? Are you going to be ok?"
"I'm fine." I said, crying. "I killed an innocent girl who didn't want to be a Black Hawk member."
I couldn't say anymore as he lowered me towards his chest and hugged me in comfort as he reassured me that I had to do the right thing and purify Arianna from the Black Hawks who corrupted her. She was an innocent victim, but she was also a strong fighter who deserved a proper burial. As I continued to cry for her, I know Layton was trying to keep his composure, but eventually he gave in to it. I was grateful that his tears didn't drop on to me as he gently lied down. Soon enough we were feeling better enough to discuss about what we should do with Arianna's body.
"Layton." I said. "What do you think we should do?"
"Arianna?" was all Layton said. "I don't know. I know we can't just toss her into the lake of no return, that were most of the Black Hawks who had disregared the rules who deserved to be there. Arianna will get her funeral, but it'll have to be far away."
"And discreet." I said.
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