The waste (Reviews please)

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The waste (Reviews please)

Postby Doctor-Owen-Harper » Tue Feb 07, 2012 11:31 am

The Waste
Jet ran for the fun of it, he dashed through the woods the wind whipping back his hair. He reached a clearing and slowed to a walk. He had forgotten why he had been sent out by his mistress Ravenfrost as a scout.
He shook his semi-long black hair and chuckled. He had been making as much noise as a trainee. He walked in to the meadow, blue eyes seeming to look everywhere as he watched for any potential dangers.
He paused something was off about this place, it was to quiet. No birds sung and no squirrels chattered at him, in fact he had not heard any since he had entered the meadow.
He walked forward another step and the ground collapsed beneath him. He fell for what seemed forever. He twisted in midair so he would land on his feet but hit the ground awkwardly on one leg twisting the other up under him; he heard the snap as it broke. “Great. Now how am I going to get out?” he spat in anger.
He tried to get to his feet but a shock of pain in his leg brought him back to the ground. He heard footsteps overhead and tried again much harder, he would not be caught unawares... again
A face with dark brown hair and hazel eyes peered down at him. “We caught one Asheye.” The Face said in a high pitch nasal voice that made Jet’s ears sore. “Well don’t sound so surprised Snowtuft. I told you we would. Is he undamaged? We won’t get paid as much if he is” this voice was deep and commanding “well?” “His leg looks broken but other then that he seems to be fine.” Replied the face, whom Jet guessed was Snowtuft.
“I can hear you if you haven’t noticed” Jet yelled annoyed “what do ya want from me?” “We just need to take as our slave” replied a third voice this one thick and oily. “Oy” yelled Snowtuft “I think he’s a elf. Take a look at his pointy ears”
Jet gaped in astonishment at the rudeness of these people. No not people, slavers.
Suddenly he heard a spell being murmured and he began to feel dizzy. He slumped to the ground as darkness over took him.
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I think this may be the last one
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