Kyra woke up with an itch on her leg and her hands on her back. She scoffed, disgruntled, and leaned back against another warm figure. "This is why I need to carry a switchblade with me at all times, Dad," she muttered. Behind her, Dick chuckled softly.
Feeling the bindings on her wrists, she found the material was rough and thick, but was also cold. It was rope, but not a normal rope. It was made of something like steel. Kyra have to look at it to actually see it, though. But for now, she simply sat there, awkwardly tied to her brother, on... what was this? A boat? For once she took in her surroundings. She was, in fact, in the hull of a sailing ship, already rocking back and forth. Dim sunlight broke through the cracks in the ceiling above, flashing onto her bare feet. They'd taken nothing really. She could still feel her cell phone in her pocket, and the ear buds leading to her iPod were still in her ears. But for some reason, they'd taken her shoes. She stared at her feet, puzzled, when a trapdoor opened and sunlight flooded her. Thank god I'm wearing sunglasses, she thought. But even still she winced away. She felt Dick nearly giggling at her, himself being encased in shadows. As a masculine figure walked up to the both of them, she pinched her brother, making him stop laughing instantly and instead wincing in pain.
"Glad to see bạn two awake," someone said. It was a high voice, and clearly female. Kind of sugary sweet... it didn't belong to the figure in front of the two. As the door closed to the deck of the ship, Kyra's eyes adjusted to the new shadow. thêm feminine, curvy. Wearing something that resembled an ôliu, ô liu green bathing suit. Kyra felt something rise behind her and slip off her hat and sunglasses. It then proceeded to pull her earphones out. "I think bạn know who I am... I certainly know who bạn two are." The figure laughed and leaned phía trước, chuyển tiếp into the twin's faces.
"Huh. Poison Ivy?" She grinned evilly, and Dick simply smirked back. "What would bạn want with two kids? Money, fame..." She was looking at Kyra now, one eyebrow raised. "I've heard you're a smart girl, darling. I think bạn can figure it out."
"Revenge." She nodded. "Good. Want to hear a story?" Kyra shook her head no, and Ivy grasped the teenager's cheeks, sending a sharp pain through. "Well, bạn get to. Something bạn look phía trước, chuyển tiếp to before bạn die." She pressed her nails into Dick's veins and some liquid surged out. Of course. It was just like Ivy to kill people with poison. That was her name, after all. "Okay, here we go!" She sat on the masculine figure, which the two figured out to be a simple plant. Ugh, Kyra thought. I really wish I had kept that switchblade.
Feeling the bindings on her wrists, she found the material was rough and thick, but was also cold. It was rope, but not a normal rope. It was made of something like steel. Kyra have to look at it to actually see it, though. But for now, she simply sat there, awkwardly tied to her brother, on... what was this? A boat? For once she took in her surroundings. She was, in fact, in the hull of a sailing ship, already rocking back and forth. Dim sunlight broke through the cracks in the ceiling above, flashing onto her bare feet. They'd taken nothing really. She could still feel her cell phone in her pocket, and the ear buds leading to her iPod were still in her ears. But for some reason, they'd taken her shoes. She stared at her feet, puzzled, when a trapdoor opened and sunlight flooded her. Thank god I'm wearing sunglasses, she thought. But even still she winced away. She felt Dick nearly giggling at her, himself being encased in shadows. As a masculine figure walked up to the both of them, she pinched her brother, making him stop laughing instantly and instead wincing in pain.
"Glad to see bạn two awake," someone said. It was a high voice, and clearly female. Kind of sugary sweet... it didn't belong to the figure in front of the two. As the door closed to the deck of the ship, Kyra's eyes adjusted to the new shadow. thêm feminine, curvy. Wearing something that resembled an ôliu, ô liu green bathing suit. Kyra felt something rise behind her and slip off her hat and sunglasses. It then proceeded to pull her earphones out. "I think bạn know who I am... I certainly know who bạn two are." The figure laughed and leaned phía trước, chuyển tiếp into the twin's faces.
"Huh. Poison Ivy?" She grinned evilly, and Dick simply smirked back. "What would bạn want with two kids? Money, fame..." She was looking at Kyra now, one eyebrow raised. "I've heard you're a smart girl, darling. I think bạn can figure it out."
"Revenge." She nodded. "Good. Want to hear a story?" Kyra shook her head no, and Ivy grasped the teenager's cheeks, sending a sharp pain through. "Well, bạn get to. Something bạn look phía trước, chuyển tiếp to before bạn die." She pressed her nails into Dick's veins and some liquid surged out. Of course. It was just like Ivy to kill people with poison. That was her name, after all. "Okay, here we go!" She sat on the masculine figure, which the two figured out to be a simple plant. Ugh, Kyra thought. I really wish I had kept that switchblade.
The New Adventures of Red Revenge
Episode One: Crimson Harvest
Prologue-
Sam tripped falling flat on his face in the mud. He stumbled up and continued running. Behind him he could hear the sound of a horse's hooves in hot pursuit and a áo choàng billowing through the grass.
"Pick up!" he whispered hoarsely into his microphone.
A rope leapt out at his ankles and tripped him.causing him to fall again. The grain in the field he was surrounded in clung to him. Sam rolled over to see Reaper's head blocking the crimson moon above. Reaper cocked a gun and pointed it at Sam's face.
"And now I finish it." he said, and pulled the trigger.
Episode One: Crimson Harvest
Prologue-
Sam tripped falling flat on his face in the mud. He stumbled up and continued running. Behind him he could hear the sound of a horse's hooves in hot pursuit and a áo choàng billowing through the grass.
"Pick up!" he whispered hoarsely into his microphone.
A rope leapt out at his ankles and tripped him.causing him to fall again. The grain in the field he was surrounded in clung to him. Sam rolled over to see Reaper's head blocking the crimson moon above. Reaper cocked a gun and pointed it at Sam's face.
"And now I finish it." he said, and pulled the trigger.