by quittingforgood. » Sat Jan 19, 2013 10:27 am
Storm lay slumped against a tree. "Jack.......Snow....... don't." She held her side and flinched, curling up. "He'll get you too." She grolwed through clenched teeth. Her breathing was fast and shallow, still up against the tree. Pitch was standing behind her, smiling cruely. He tried to touch her cheek, but she slapped his hand, causing her to flinch again. Pitch laughed. "Such a high-spirited girl!" He laughed again. "She will go nicley as a servant." Storm closed her eyes, still clutching her side. Pitch took Storm's staff from her. She didnt try to stop him, she was too weak. Pitch smiled. "Good." he said. "The darkness had already reached her." He swung the staff, studying it carefuly.