Rhea was such a fantasy dreamer, dreaming that once the world was full of magical things, unicorns that the Chinese wouldn't eat, dragons from the ocean and much more. But her Fantasy changed, everything, after she met The Shadow in the worse way possible...
I see the guy, pointing a gun that I never seen before. I stand still, wondering if I should run…
“Hey shadow man!” The guy with the gun shouts, while Shadow turns to look at him with a curious face, “I made this just for you!”
“Why thankyou sir, that's very kind of you!” Jokes Shadow, while running his hand through his hair. The men back up as he gets closer. The guy tries to shoot at him, but of course he missed. Then Shadow stabs him, with something I can't recall. I gulp, as the man groans in pain. I put my hand to the wall, as Shadow smiles at the terrified things. I start losing my confidence as they start fighting.
“Is it all right if I join the party boys?” I turn to see a woman, with curly black hair, and a tough expression. Shadow turns to the woman, with a cheesy grin.
“Why, I think that be all right! What do you say my fellow humans?” He says looking over at them, with gaping mouths at this beautiful woman, “I think that's a yes, I suppose?” I back closer to the wall, and no one notices me. Oh Jackson would just love to see this!
“So, we need to introduce ourselves, Mr. Shadow,” She says, with a tiny smile.
“That would not be necessary,” Shadow says, staring at her.
“Hmm, I suppose not, but anyways, my name is Martha”
“Pleasure to meet you ma'am, the names, err I do not have one at the moment, just call me anything?”
I cover my mouth and giggle, who has no name? He might just have a lot, he forgot his name? Martha rolls her eyes, and kicks straight at him.
“How about this one, Jackass, bas…” Martha words get cut, by getting thrown to the ground. She groans as she gets up.
“Great names, but nah, they don't fit” Shadow says, trying to get a guy off of him. I look around, trying to figure out, to get out of this mess. In front of me, a man gets thrown against me, with blood all over him. I shriek, and crawl under a table, with everyone still fighting. Some of the men even tried to protect Martha, although I bet she can handle this mess. An alarm sounds off, making me jump. As Shadow was fighting the others, Martha runs towards me.
“Come on, Rhea is the name? Well you shouldn't stay here any longer,” I grab onto her hand, and follow her, but Shadow yells,
“Girls, party has just started!” He kind of sounds drunk, but I know he can change his voice, and when he said this, it embarrassed me for some reason.
“This guy seriously needs a doctor!” Martha says, while pulling me along much too hard.
“I guess so…” I say blushing, again no reason why. Martha smiles and stares at the ceiling, then looks at me.
“Oh I see, you have a huge…” Martha starts laughing.
“Umm…yea….and I hate, f-feeling that way” I say while blushing again.
“Oh no, that's perfectly fine, really…I think” Martha says then mutters, “All you have been through so much and…, what in the world!” All the sudden the building collapses on us. A voice so near us that make me jump says,
“I told you…party is not over!”
“The most jerkoff ever” Martha mutters, and try's to swing at him, while I am stuck in all the rubble. I moan as I get kicked in the side, from whom, I don't know. I try to move, but I am stuck! This is the most ironic time of my life! Ugh! I if only I was never born, with people, more like aliens want to kill me for what? I have no idea, but I bet it's not that special. The air smells of dirt, and musty things. I start calling out, if someone can hear me. Well I guess I should pray to be found. I pray a short prayer, hoping that all of this will end soon. And it is getting annoying, when this evil guy keeps calling Martha a badass! What the heck is that supposed to mean?
Uncomfortableness is surrounding my being, and homesickness overwhelms me. I see Martha trying to get to me, but always distracted by the fight. I can't breathe! Oxygen is running out. I think I'm becoming a drama queen, but I think I'm going to die. Oh bothers, just ask God for help! And I did, and it came, by a bunch of others. I was pulled out, by a strong hand. I see Martha with an angry face.
“Well!” Exclaims someone, “This Shadow did a good job by keeping us occupied with whatever went wrong. Now that we are here…. We got to look for him.” I smile, when no one was looking, because part of me was happy.
