#fantasydrabble

-B

  Aria made quick step around Elijah to the door of her room. Though Elijah to stubborn to listen, took hold of Aria's arm. Aria close her eyes, taking in deep breath trying ignore the feeling building inside her from just his touch. She spoke softly, "I'm sorry, Elijah". With snap of Aria's finger, Elijah's neck snap, and his lifeless body drop to the floor like sack of potatoes. It wouldn't kill Elijah, Aria knew that; but it gave her enough time to make her escape. Once he finally came too, she would be long gone. 

P.S. If you were really good friends with B, you can message me on my main account if you want to talk. @vampiratesgrl

- This V!! I haven't post anything In awhile. I am sorry I haven't. This is Thranduil and Oc. Sorry for any errors at all. I deeply apologize but I hope you like it. Sorry if it isn't all correct, I played with story.-    Her heels clicks against the steps beneath her feet, as she race away into the cold darkness of night. Never in her life did she ever feel so betrayed. All she had she had giving him. She let him in when her heart had been locked away for so long. Now his monstrous word replayed over and over in her mind.   "It was your mistake trusting me."    How could she had let herself fall so deep? How could she let him place a spell over her heart? All she was to him was a pawn in his game of chess. She was nothing, while he was everything to her.    "Mina, what are you doing out here? It is far too cold for you to be out here."    "I rather not talk about it, mellon nin" She spoke as her sad eyes landed on her long time friend, Legolas.   "It's my father, is it not?"    "I led the Dwarves here in hope of helping them return to their home once more. Thranduil use me to lock them away. Your father is cold and heartless. He is cruel."   "It's because he is afraid." Legolas stated.    "What could he be afraid of? Your father never been one to back down."   "He has once. The day my mother was killed by dragon. Ever since then he has been scarred."   "Scarred?" Mina mumbled.   "Yes."   "I must go." Mina spoke softly before running back in. ----------    A creaking sound of Thranduil's chamber door be opened caught his attention.    "Who dare?" Thranduil spoke spinning swiftly around adding, "Mina"    "All these years I know you. You know of my scars. The marks left by the hands of an orc who killed my parents. I would have died that day, yet you took pity on this human girl, and saved her. Here you are hiding your own scars from me."   "Mina, Do not?" Thranduil asked with hint of pain in his voice.   "You owe me this after what you did to me. You used my friendship with Dwarves against them. That thing this was all my doing. Show me!" Mina stated.       Thranduil gave Mina one last look of plea, yet she ignore it in her haze of anger. He turned his head groaning, while his magic disappeared revealing the pain he lived with every moment of the day. Mina step closer to Thranduil taking a deep look at him. One side of his faces was horribly disfigured and burnt beyond belief. Mina didn't draw back in fear like Thranduil thought she would. Her hand reached up gently taking scarred side of his face in her hand, as he lean into her touch.   "Thranduil, your scars don't scare me. How cruel you can be does."   "I must be cruel to keep my people save. The Dwarves will awaken the very thing that can destroy us all."   "A dragon."   "I lost everything long ago. I will not let that happen again."   "You didn't lose everything, just like I didn't lose everything. There is your son. And you also have me."   "I will if they awaken Smaug." Thranduil spoke turning away, as magic returned making his scars disappear like they weren't even there.   "What you mean?"   "I never meant to hurt you. I need too to keep you safe. I could not bare if I lost you."    "Thranduil, only way you will lose me is if you keep pushing me away."   "I am sorry." Thranduil spoke sadly turning back to Mina.   "Did the great elven king just say sorry?" Mina giggled as she reach up on her tippy toes gently planting a kiss on Thranduil. He grab her pulling her closer to deepen the kiss.  "Sire, the Dwarves have escaped!"                 

Don't own Luke and sorry for grammar error. PS taken grammar class so soon I may be better!!! The small hotel room was dead silent almost as still as a winter night while his soft brown eyes held so much intensity that match that of a raging wild fire. His long fingers wrap themselves around his black tie readjusting it as he move across the room to window.    "Not a word can be spoken of this." his strong smooth English voice spoke up.     "Don't you think I know that? I hardly ever do this. Well, I mean I never did before."    "Wait! You are a virgin?"    "No, I meant I never just hook up especially with a teacher. Who in their right mind has sex with their teacher?"     "Clearly then, you are not in your right mind." He chuckled with toothy grin plastered across his face, while he took a step in front of her resting his hand under her chin, as he raise her up so that his eyes could meet her gentle green, "Are you, Dawn?".      Part of Dawn knew this was not really a question. She knew he knew the answer. He was almost taunting her to say she was. Taunting her to say that she was not at all crazy for sleeping with her teacher. Dawn knew she was very much so. She was crazy. She was crazy because she love the way her body react to his touch. It was almost like if someone was to light a stick of dynamite.    " Yes, I am insane.”     Almost two days had past since Dawn had last seen her teacher, now here she was sitting in the classroom listening to him lecture on about Vincent Van Gogh. Dawn closely watch the way he walk around the room secretly stealing glances from her. She watch the way he carried himself with demeanor of confidence. He knew exactly how to steal the room with just one look. He had the whole room wrap around his words.     “In spite of everything I shall rise again: I will take up my pencil, which I have forsaken in my great discouragement, and I will go on with my drawing. That is quote from Vincent. Now can anyone tell me what Vincent was speaking of.” Everyone around the class look back and forth waiting for someone to answer him yet no one spoke up.     “Alright then, Dawn, Can you tell us what Vincent meant?”     “Vincent meant that no matter his lose of confidence in himself, he would never stop drawing.” Dawn spoke up just as the bell rang.     “Classes is dismiss. Don’t forget to turn in your essay on monday.”     As everyone scatter out of the classes, Dawn wait behind until the room was fully clear out until she came up to him.     “Luke.”     “Here I am Mr. Evans.”     “Mr. Evans than, I was wondering if you had time to help me.     “What could I help you with?”     “I need you.”     Dawn’s green eyes locked with Luke's in an instant seeing the wildfire that burned in his eyes the other night return to him. Luke quickly made his way across the room locking the class door only to return to Dawn in a split second.     “You're going to drive me insane.”       

I am quite in the mood to do a one shot!!!!!

-This is for martysizzle and I don't own hulk or Bruce or marvel-    A little twist to doorknob cause door to pop open just a bit for her to take a peek in. What she saw brought a smile to her face. There he was hard at work as usual. His hair a complete mess but that how she loved him. What she didn't love was him working himself to death. She knew he wanted to find a way to lock the beast inside. To ultimately destroy the Hulk.  "Honey, you're at it again aren't you?" She ask with taste of sorrow on her tongue.   "I gotta figure this out. He could hurt you. Did you not see what he did, Madi?"   "I did but did you not see what else he did? He helped save all those people from Ultron. And do you remember New York? Hulk saved all those people including your best friend Tony."   "Listen to me", Madi spoke pulling book from his hands as she laid it on table adding, "I believe in you more than anything. I know you don't need that book to control him. Trust me when I say this, I have seen him many times and not once did he hurt me. Bruce, you just been to find common ground with him. You two need to learn to be one in each other." "Madi.." "Shh." Madi gently kiss him on lips before she pulled him away from his work for a long over do fun.

-trulyhopelessromantic request that I do a drabble that either involved a nightmare or telling of secret. Well I threw them together and swirl it all around. I don't own Sherlock or Moriarty.- The words she tried to speak were muffled by navy blue scarf that had been stuffed in her mouth by a mad man. A mad man none other than Moriarty himself. How she got in this situation was beyond her but this wasn't the first time. She tried counting the times but lost count. Normally Moriarty would snatch her up to get on Sherlock's nerves. Today seem quite different. "You know I have something I need to discuss with you. I tried talking with Sebastian. He wasn't much of any help." "Mmhnm hmm mhmm" "What was that?" Moriarty asked locking eyes with her before adding, "Oh yes!" Moriarty quickly removed the scarf from her waiting for her response. "What do you want from me?" "Brittany, I need your advice like I said but to the point this is Sherlock. What you think? I think the name quite suit him very well." He stated picking up a black fluffy kitten. "You named him Sherlock?" "That what I said." Brittany couldn't contain her laughter. It spilled out like flood gates at very thought of Moriarty naming his cat Sherlock. She definitely had to be dreaming. There was no way this could be true. Moriarty was crazy but crazy cat person, she didn't think so. "Brittany! Brittany!" Her eyes fluttered open by sound of her name being called. She start to try to look around for the voice. She couldn't turn that far for the fact she had been tied to a chair. "Who there?" "It's me" Brittany's eyes focus on sound as Moriarty walk out of shadow holding onto a small black kitten.