|The run for Alice's life. (standard:fantasy, 456 words)|
|Author: Lord Stone||Added: Jan 04 2010||Views/Reads: 1993/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Alice is a witch that has been trying to escape a vampire that has been trying to kill her and has been following her for sometime and has now followed her into a dark forest called Delahork Forest.|
The Run for Alice's Life. By Lord Stone A cold and dark feeling suddenly came over Alice as she tiptoed through the old forrest. Alice turned and looked over her shoulder. Something was very close to her, and she didn't like it. Alice hoped that it wasn't that vampire named Victor. She turned back around and made a sound some where between a squeek and a gasp. Victor was leaning up agenst the tree that Alice was fecing. His red eyes glemed in the darkness with sheer delight. "Going somewhere Witch," his toung rolled over the words smoothly. Alice hissed back, "Leave me be Victor." Victor laughed. Alice ran for it, she ran around the vampire as fast as possible. Victor let her go, and laughing said, "you think you can escape death again,well this time I will drink every drop of your blood." Victor then ran after her at a fast rate. Alice ran as fast as she could, and spotted a tree that was split into an archway and ran through it. Alice suddenly appeared a mile away and kept on running. Victor soon came apun the tree and stoped at it. The witch was nowhere near here. Victor thought to himself, "The only way for her not to be anywhere near here is for her to have warped and this tree smells of a recient use in magic." Victor smelled the tree and caught the trail that Alice was and heded in that direction. Meanwhile, Alice soon ran to a clearing and knew that she must cross it to warp to safty. Sinse there were no trees, Alice couldn't warp anywhere. Alice hurried through the overgrouth and found she could see clearly here and looked up to see that a full moon had risen. As Alice was about halfway across the feld, she sensed Victor was close by. Alice thought to herself, "I've got nowhere to run and have hardly and magic, so this should stop him." Alice opened her hand and let off a small spark that spun in a downward spiral. Alice, not waiting to see if her spark did its work, crossed the feild and vanished into the tall trees on the other side. Back at the clearing, victor had just begun to race across the feild when the small silver spark ignited. The spark put an emrald barror between the vampire and herself. Victor yelled in defeat. Alice had prevailed. "You can't escape death a third time Alice griffan," Victor yelled toards the path Alice had taken. A ways into the forest, Alice heard the shout from the defeated vampire and said, "I've cheeted death more than you relize. I guess I've cheeted death aproximatly eight times." THE END. Tweet
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