Fan Fiction ❯ The Railway ❯ Ending of one ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Deathstra 
Doesn't the title have a sisnister sound to it?
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance / Drama | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 12.01.2005 | Updated On: 12.01.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 118 | Status: Completed
Doesn't the title have a sisnister sound to it?
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance / Drama | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 12.01.2005 | Updated On: 12.01.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 118 | Status: Completed
Chapter 3
Ending of one
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You look at him, and he starts to laugh “Calm down, I won't ask you anything hard...there's only one thing I want you to do.” “Wh-what???” you stutter with a shaky voice. He comes closer to your face, and looks you deep inside your eyes, making you feel really uncomfortable again,
“Run...” “Excuse me!?” “Your chance...go!” “I don't get it...why? Why are you trying to help me? Do you want me to get into trouble!?” you ramble, making him growl in frustration.
“You're hopeless...” he exclaims and then stands up, walking outside the door and into the hallway. You blink a couple of times and bite your lip. Should you follow him or not? What if he's just trying to get you into trouble?
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“Wha t've I got to lose!” you soon snap and run out the door. Seeing that he's waiting for you in one of the doorways. ”Wait!” you shout and run to his direction. He only smirks and disappears from the doorway. “Didn't I just tell you to...” you frown and step through the door yourself.
*Oh shit!* you suddenly curse and quickly look around, *Oh great...I lost him.* you think with panic. “Absolutely wonderful...what a jerk!!” you hiss, but still look behind some of the doors and corners. “What a bastard...he just leaves me here. Why did I actually trust him!?!?!?” you cry out and mentally slap yourself.
“Hey! GET BACK HERE!!”
You turn at the voice and see one of pimps coming towards you and quickly picking up pace!
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“What are you waiting for?????” asks a very familiar voice behind you. Gasping with surprise you turn around.
“You didn't leave!” you smile, making him raise an eyebrow “Why should've I?” “Hey you two, keep the dirty stuff in the rooms, no running around in the hallway's” Says the pimp once he got next to you. “And you, “ he points a finger at you “Aren't even allowed to leave your room.”
You stick out your tongue and the pimp raises his fist, but the new guy quickly pulls you backwards out of his reach. “Actually I heard you have a bar, and were just going to get some liquor. You know...” smirks the guy.
“Oh I get it!” winks the pimp and then looks at you “I'm keeping an eye on you.” and with that he turns around, going back to his post to keep an eye on the other girls.
“Idiot!” smiles the guy and slams the door shut, right after the yell “SHIT!!!!” coming from the other side. He takes your wrist and runs down the stairs pulling you with him. “Let me guess, this place doesn't have a bar...” you grin.
“Of course it does, I just told him earlier I'm going to kidnap one of the girls and he thought I was joking...I bet he just recognised me!”
You grab the hand railing, nearly making the both of you tumble down the stairs “Wait a second...KIDNAP!?!” you shout and shake him off.
“What else do you think I'm doing??” he exclaims and looks at you questioningly. You blink and then quietly mutter: “Umm...saving me perhaps?” “How cute. Do you think that's what I do? Save maidens in distress like a knight!?” “But...” you start, and then look away. “You're going to take me to YOUR place, right? Don't have enough sluts, so you steal some from others????!?!?!?”
He laughs and you look down to him, hurt and insulted. “Laugh all you want. Now move, I'm going to fall and hope my neck breaks...” But despite his snort, you're serious. Without hesitation you spread your arms and leap...
He's stunned, but somehow manages to still catch you, (although your both knocked off your feet in the process).
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The guy is underneath you, still laughing his head off. “Bastard!” you hiss and then slap him hard, leaving four little scratches on his skin. “Ow...Mental note to self - never joke with this girl. She's missing a sense of humour.” You sit up and then blush “That wasn't funny!” He smiles “Yeah it was, I'll always remember your expression.” and then shoves you off of him and gets up. “Enough fooling around...lets go!” and grabs your wrist again, continuing to race down the stairs.
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After a few daring turns, he stops at the bottom, turns around and kneels down, placing both hands on the staircase. “What are you doing!?” you ask, nearly giggling (he's weird, isn't he?) “Don't ask annoying questions. Now, there's a dirty laundry shaft to the right of you, slide down it and wait for me...”
You nod and look to your right, noticing the silver door. And strangely obeying him, you pull it open and press yourself through the square mouth of the shaft, sliding down into the darkness. Trying really hard not to scream.
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You imagine there's a basket full of sheets at the end, so you can land safely, but to your big surprise you hit the tiles with an eerie crack...
“Oh goosh...I broke my back...I think...” you whisper and punch the floor with your fist “Great...so much for the big escape!!!”
But suddenly you hear a hissing sound coming from the shaft, and you quickly roll to your side, only a millisecond before he gracefully lands to the spot where you just were. ”So how's the weather down there??” he mocks and offers his hand. You reach out your hand, but then only stare at it wide-eyed.
Well the crack is explained - you broke your arm as you fell (and not your back).
“Come here.” He sweetly says and picks you up from the ground.
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“Why are you doing this?” you ask as soon as he steps out of the back door into the fresh morning air. “I'm helping myself, not you.” snorts the guy and then puts you down. “I just thought...” “Think less okay!” snarls the guy and you take a few steps back. “Sorry...”
“Be quiet and follow me...” he commands and walks towards the deep forest (the bordello is at the very end of the city and from there it's the countryside and a lot of trees).
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You're getting tired, and the adrenalin has worn off, letting you feel every aching muscle, your broken arm and still bleeding shoulder. Your heart is pounding and you're struggling to keep up with him.
Ending of one
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You look at him, and he starts to laugh “Calm down, I won't ask you anything hard...there's only one thing I want you to do.” “Wh-what???” you stutter with a shaky voice. He comes closer to your face, and looks you deep inside your eyes, making you feel really uncomfortable again,
“Run...” “Excuse me!?” “Your chance...go!” “I don't get it...why? Why are you trying to help me? Do you want me to get into trouble!?” you ramble, making him growl in frustration.
“You're hopeless...” he exclaims and then stands up, walking outside the door and into the hallway. You blink a couple of times and bite your lip. Should you follow him or not? What if he's just trying to get you into trouble?
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“Wha t've I got to lose!” you soon snap and run out the door. Seeing that he's waiting for you in one of the doorways. ”Wait!” you shout and run to his direction. He only smirks and disappears from the doorway. “Didn't I just tell you to...” you frown and step through the door yourself.
*Oh shit!* you suddenly curse and quickly look around, *Oh great...I lost him.* you think with panic. “Absolutely wonderful...what a jerk!!” you hiss, but still look behind some of the doors and corners. “What a bastard...he just leaves me here. Why did I actually trust him!?!?!?” you cry out and mentally slap yourself.
“Hey! GET BACK HERE!!”
You turn at the voice and see one of pimps coming towards you and quickly picking up pace!
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“What are you waiting for?????” asks a very familiar voice behind you. Gasping with surprise you turn around.
“You didn't leave!” you smile, making him raise an eyebrow “Why should've I?” “Hey you two, keep the dirty stuff in the rooms, no running around in the hallway's” Says the pimp once he got next to you. “And you, “ he points a finger at you “Aren't even allowed to leave your room.”
You stick out your tongue and the pimp raises his fist, but the new guy quickly pulls you backwards out of his reach. “Actually I heard you have a bar, and were just going to get some liquor. You know...” smirks the guy.
“Oh I get it!” winks the pimp and then looks at you “I'm keeping an eye on you.” and with that he turns around, going back to his post to keep an eye on the other girls.
“Idiot!” smiles the guy and slams the door shut, right after the yell “SHIT!!!!” coming from the other side. He takes your wrist and runs down the stairs pulling you with him. “Let me guess, this place doesn't have a bar...” you grin.
“Of course it does, I just told him earlier I'm going to kidnap one of the girls and he thought I was joking...I bet he just recognised me!”
You grab the hand railing, nearly making the both of you tumble down the stairs “Wait a second...KIDNAP!?!” you shout and shake him off.
“What else do you think I'm doing??” he exclaims and looks at you questioningly. You blink and then quietly mutter: “Umm...saving me perhaps?” “How cute. Do you think that's what I do? Save maidens in distress like a knight!?” “But...” you start, and then look away. “You're going to take me to YOUR place, right? Don't have enough sluts, so you steal some from others????!?!?!?”
He laughs and you look down to him, hurt and insulted. “Laugh all you want. Now move, I'm going to fall and hope my neck breaks...” But despite his snort, you're serious. Without hesitation you spread your arms and leap...
He's stunned, but somehow manages to still catch you, (although your both knocked off your feet in the process).
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The guy is underneath you, still laughing his head off. “Bastard!” you hiss and then slap him hard, leaving four little scratches on his skin. “Ow...Mental note to self - never joke with this girl. She's missing a sense of humour.” You sit up and then blush “That wasn't funny!” He smiles “Yeah it was, I'll always remember your expression.” and then shoves you off of him and gets up. “Enough fooling around...lets go!” and grabs your wrist again, continuing to race down the stairs.
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After a few daring turns, he stops at the bottom, turns around and kneels down, placing both hands on the staircase. “What are you doing!?” you ask, nearly giggling (he's weird, isn't he?) “Don't ask annoying questions. Now, there's a dirty laundry shaft to the right of you, slide down it and wait for me...”
You nod and look to your right, noticing the silver door. And strangely obeying him, you pull it open and press yourself through the square mouth of the shaft, sliding down into the darkness. Trying really hard not to scream.
...........................................
You imagine there's a basket full of sheets at the end, so you can land safely, but to your big surprise you hit the tiles with an eerie crack...
“Oh goosh...I broke my back...I think...” you whisper and punch the floor with your fist “Great...so much for the big escape!!!”
But suddenly you hear a hissing sound coming from the shaft, and you quickly roll to your side, only a millisecond before he gracefully lands to the spot where you just were. ”So how's the weather down there??” he mocks and offers his hand. You reach out your hand, but then only stare at it wide-eyed.
Well the crack is explained - you broke your arm as you fell (and not your back).
“Come here.” He sweetly says and picks you up from the ground.
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“Why are you doing this?” you ask as soon as he steps out of the back door into the fresh morning air. “I'm helping myself, not you.” snorts the guy and then puts you down. “I just thought...” “Think less okay!” snarls the guy and you take a few steps back. “Sorry...”
“Be quiet and follow me...” he commands and walks towards the deep forest (the bordello is at the very end of the city and from there it's the countryside and a lot of trees).
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You're getting tired, and the adrenalin has worn off, letting you feel every aching muscle, your broken arm and still bleeding shoulder. Your heart is pounding and you're struggling to keep up with him.
“Please...stop...I need a break.”
“No”
“What? Why not!?”
“We'll miss it if we pause...”
You stop and cross your arms “I don't care, I can't. I'm not as strong as you are...btw, how can you be this strong?” He doesn't even look at you and only says: “Maybe this was a bad idea after all. Now you either keep up or I'll leave you here.”
But since he doesn't hear an insult from you, he turns and lets out a sigh, seeing the tears forming in your eyes. “Don't cry...I'm just nervous that's all.” apologises the guy and then comes to your side, picking you up again.
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You have closed your eyes and nearly fallen asleep, feeling safe in his arms. But suddenly you jerk awake and look around, “Train?” you ask and yawn to the sounds of a whistle. “Yes...a train, if that's how your kind calls it.”
You blink and giggle: “You're really odd...”Your kind” geez, where do you get your stuff?!”
The ear piercing sounds come closer and you look towards the source, now noticing that he is standing on a bridge - still holding you - that goes across the train tracks. “You want to die don't you?” he asks, even though you feel he doesn't expect an answer.
“No...” you fearlessly reply to him. Although, in reality - you're becoming more and more anxious by the second.
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The train comes even closer, just one more turn around the corner and you'd see it...
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He jumps to the handrail, holding you helplessly over the edge - if he should drop you now...well, it doesn't need explaining what happens to a person when it gets hit by a train that is at its full speed.
You can hear the whistle and from its deafening affect you realise JUST how close it is. You're struggling slightly, feeling insecure and sensing that something bad is about to happen.
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“It will be over soon...Buh bye!!” He gingerly says...and loosens his grip around you, sending you dropping in front of the moving train!!!!
You scream, looking at him one last time as he becomes smaller and smaller.
There's no time to think, no time to let your life flash before your eyes and no time to regret anything - it's over.
You close your eyes, and then feel something massive hit your side, sending incredible jolts of pain throughout your body...
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Is this the end?
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A/N: Wow, I made you like him, hate him, like him and now hate him again...Anyhow, review and tell me your opinion on this one. And whether or not you're still interested if I continue.
THANK YOU FOR THE TIME YOU SPENT ON THIS!!!!!!!!
“No”
“What? Why not!?”
“We'll miss it if we pause...”
You stop and cross your arms “I don't care, I can't. I'm not as strong as you are...btw, how can you be this strong?” He doesn't even look at you and only says: “Maybe this was a bad idea after all. Now you either keep up or I'll leave you here.”
But since he doesn't hear an insult from you, he turns and lets out a sigh, seeing the tears forming in your eyes. “Don't cry...I'm just nervous that's all.” apologises the guy and then comes to your side, picking you up again.
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You have closed your eyes and nearly fallen asleep, feeling safe in his arms. But suddenly you jerk awake and look around, “Train?” you ask and yawn to the sounds of a whistle. “Yes...a train, if that's how your kind calls it.”
You blink and giggle: “You're really odd...”Your kind” geez, where do you get your stuff?!”
The ear piercing sounds come closer and you look towards the source, now noticing that he is standing on a bridge - still holding you - that goes across the train tracks. “You want to die don't you?” he asks, even though you feel he doesn't expect an answer.
“No...” you fearlessly reply to him. Although, in reality - you're becoming more and more anxious by the second.
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The train comes even closer, just one more turn around the corner and you'd see it...
..........................................
He jumps to the handrail, holding you helplessly over the edge - if he should drop you now...well, it doesn't need explaining what happens to a person when it gets hit by a train that is at its full speed.
You can hear the whistle and from its deafening affect you realise JUST how close it is. You're struggling slightly, feeling insecure and sensing that something bad is about to happen.
..........................................
“It will be over soon...Buh bye!!” He gingerly says...and loosens his grip around you, sending you dropping in front of the moving train!!!!
You scream, looking at him one last time as he becomes smaller and smaller.
There's no time to think, no time to let your life flash before your eyes and no time to regret anything - it's over.
You close your eyes, and then feel something massive hit your side, sending incredible jolts of pain throughout your body...
.......................................
Is this the end?
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A/N: Wow, I made you like him, hate him, like him and now hate him again...Anyhow, review and tell me your opinion on this one. And whether or not you're still interested if I continue.
THANK YOU FOR THE TIME YOU SPENT ON THIS!!!!!!!!