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The boy sprinted through the dark streets, hardly making any noise. Stopping to catch his breath, he noticed faint, shaded figures slipping into the shadows of a side alleyway just a few yards ahead of him. "No time," he said, "no time! There's never any time." As he began running again, the boy's frustration was only heightened upon seeing the state of the world around him. All was quite calm and normal. The air was balmy and a feather-light breeze whispered frequently in the air. Nothing seemed out of place like it might when some sort of danger approached. He knew better. The night did not fool him, and so he ran harder. How dare the stars dance so perfectly and so normally? Did nature not notice the smell of a thret lingering in the air? The boy grimaced at such an insult.
"Any minute now." He kept saying this between his gasps for air. "It will happen any minute now."

It was self-fulfilling prophecy, that he was dreading this to happen, and yet, and minute noe, surely it would. The boy, Zach as he was called, he couldn't remember his name, had to keep running, otherwise, the consequenses if he didn't run fast enough were worse than death itself.

He felt himself losing breath. He started panting with the effort.

Then flames started to shoot up into the air all around him, like a wall of fireworks.

He pulled up short as a ring of fire surrounded him.

"Too late," he murmured to himself, nearly prepared to give up to the flames.

He pulled out a small silver ring from his pack, and held it in front of his face, "Maybe . . . no it was his job all along. He'll have to continue this mission alone."
He gripped the ring tightly in his hand, and flew it like a frisby out of the ring of fire.
"Good luck Tom." He whispered quietly. "It's your turn now."
Zach turned his face towards the firey sky, and waited. For he knew the enemy was coming. For him. And he was prepared.

He heard an evil laugh behind him. Zach whirled to face a great demon with leathery wings and long claws.

how did a gargoyle follow him? this was not his expected enemy. though, anything was possible here.

He unsheathed his elegant sword and made a defensive position.

"Are you going to fight this time Zachariah?" The demon cackled through a scratchy voice. It was like fifty witches were cackling at the same time.
Zach scowled and shook his head, "Not this time."
"Ah, such an unwise choice." The creature cocked it's head.

he didn't understand, the creature looked so...unsure of what to do. was it becaus he didn't have the ring? he couldn't sense it? Zach hadn't a clue.

Just that he hated being called Zachariah.

Zach feinted a leap at the monster. It dodged aside and lunged with its great maw for the mans arm.

and missed. How did it miss? The horrid creature looked around, confused. Did it really miss??

It felt a great cut along one of its wings. The Gargoyle roared and screeched. The spell of fire it had used was doused. Zach took his chance and ran away from the deadly creature.

But where was there to run? The enemy had already put up it's barrier to the people inside. The only way was up, and that was where the enemy was going to come down and take him captive. Or kill him.

Then the helicopters and beasts began to swarm around him, hands grabbed him from behind, and he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, but he payed no mind. He probably deserved the punch.
He was trapped now, and there was no way out. Then someone stepped out of the helicopter, all dressed in crimson red, and coal black.

It was them.
He was as good as dead.

((Why are we gonna make the story so short? or does he miraculously get out of here?))

((we're gonna keep going, i hope, i like this one))

((I like the way it's developing! We already have a secret that needs to be played out, and he needs to get away, and we have to know who these people are and why they want whatever the secret is. It's an awsome first chapter or something!))

(Ahh! I love it! we must continue!!)
The man that stood in front of him could be none other than...(oh crap! I can't think of anything!Help!!)

Hey, guys! Thanks so much for continuing this! I want to know what becomes of Zach...good name, by the way!

(help Olivia!! I can't think of anything!!)

((Hmmm...... Why not just say Him capatalized and italizised?))

(uh... okay! let's try it!)
HIM. "Well Zach you've evaded us quite well these past few months. But the master will want to see you now. Alive, sadly. He doesn't wish to waste such talent." The evil man said.

Zach glared at him, then spat at his feet. "That's what I think of that." The next second, he was lying against the wall of the helicopter where he had been thrown, dazed. He stood over him. "Don't test us, Zach," He said softly. "We might change our minds."

"then change it! I don't care what you do! I won't help him again!" Zach hissed.

The man smacked him hard, backhand, across his face, knocking him back a foot with its forcefulness. "Your mind has obviously been poluted. Didn't we warn you? Have you forgotten all your training Zach?"

((I love this one, my idea, is that he gets captured by the enemy, and then the 'Tom' person has to continue on where Zach left off, and rescue him at the same time. Like it?))

((I think it should be one of those ones with 2 different points of veiw, and it can switch between Zach and Tom.))

((Yeah, kinda my idea too. And when they finally get together, it still switches off, but in present time. Do you get what I mean?))

Hang in there, Elise!

The stranger in red smiled at Zach, saying, "In a hurry, Zachariah?" His tone was surprisingly conversational, as though they were discussing the latest headline news. Ha! As if Zach didn't already know he was doomed! The man continued, ignoring his silence, "I presume that you weren't prepared for the enemy to know you that well? Don't you simply adore how our spellweavers tricked the night into an innocent calm? How we covered our smell to be untraceable? Yes, we know that you are an excellent tracker, Zach. However, we have found a way to thwart your senses. Don't you simply delight in the brilliance of it all?" Zach's expression grew stony and he waited. He refused to drag this out any longer. Obviously, his opponent intended to gloat before destroying him. "And," the man hissed in a suddenly deadlier tone,"don't you love how I bask in my well-deserved glory before I finally kill you?"

((They're still in the helecopter.......... And it's been menchoined above that he used to work for him, was trained by him.))

"Just get it over with," He mumbled.
The man shot his gaze towards Zachariah and scowled, "Why are you so eager? You never wanted to be caught like this. It's so easy, and yet, you've always found a loophole in our plans, why haven't you now?"
Zach looked away from him and didn't answer.
"Being a mute boy? For 14, you should be begging for mercy!"
"But am I?" Zach hissed at him.

(AHHH!! I feel power coursing back to me!! Here we go!)
Zach spat out some blood. "I remember my training. And I remember Valren's influence, I'll never join him again! You might as well kill me!" He said harshly.

The man hesitated. "No," he said, a slow smile creeping across his features. "No. Let's do something a little more interesting with you. A few twists and you'll be one of us again."

A look of pure fear crossed Zach's face. "No, You can't bring her into this." He begged.

(Yeah, sorry about that, Morgan... you guys must have commented while I was writing...I know it doesn't make much sense with what you have added.)

((It's good. We'll just say time has passed.))

(oh, this is too good!!! I just want to keep writing until the whole book is finished, and then there will be another!!!)
"But we can." he said slowly.
"NO!" Zach yelled loudly, kicking a box at the same time.

"Then cooperate and we'll leave her alone." The robed man said with a wicked grin.

Zach slumped in defeat.

((So...who's the girl? She needs a good name...))

(Emberlynn?)

He didn't want to think of her any more than he wanted her brought into such danger. Such painful memories...and yet he still cared.

Zach's lips immediately closed, and he began to listen.
The man kept his grin printed across his face, and he stepped in closer towards Zach, "Now, we can't have you peeking in on where we're going, so . . . boys?" He asked the men around him.
A group of men stepped in closer to him, a few of them tossing some rocks up into the air.
"No!" Zach yelled, trying to get free of the ropes.
But it was too late to try and get out, the helicopter door had closed, and they were airborne.

((I like it!))

Emberlynn is great!! Very original.

(Wow, that's a lot of comments in thirty seconds or so. )