Freedom’s Been Convicted
Written on April 8th, 2008 by Lydia TallStory Details
(4 votes, average: 3.75 out of 5)
Loading ...“Come and take me away, take me away, take me away, take me away,” Take Me Away, Avril Lavigne, Under My Skin.
In a field somewhere in Ireland…
Holly, December, and Artemis woke up to the sight of the sky, and smiled…until they noticed that Marie and Freedom were still unconsious. “Why are they still unconscious?” December asked, without attempting to conceal his panic.
“Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but it could be that they were right about the fatal consequences of combining their powers.” Artemis replied grimmly.
“In english, please?” December said.
“He means that they could be dead.” Holly whispered.
“They can’t die, they can’t…” December said, clearly in denial.
“Yes they can, they’e only mortal.” Artemis told him.
December was about to condradict him when he was interrupted by fits of coughing behind him.
“Ow,” was all Marie said, not making the effort to sit up.
“Diddo,” Freedom replied, and as an afterthought, added. “Did we make it or is this just an illusion and we’re in heaven. Or this could just be a dream, a really bad dream.”
Smack.
“Ow, that hurt.” Freedom complained.
“At least you know you’re not dreaming.” Marie replied calmly.
“Annoying.” Freedom glared at Marie.
“Ya, ya, ya so what?” Marie brushed off the comment.
“Where are we? I’m guessing that our enemies didn’t come with us or else we would be under attack right now, but it would still help to know where we are.” Freedom replied still not sitting up.
“I’m hungry,” Marie commented.
“Deal with it, so am I yet I’m not complaining. We have bigger issues to deal with.” Freedom replied.
“Need a hand?” December asked, extending a hand to Freedom.
“Thank you,” she replied, pulling herself up.
“What? No one wants to help me up?” Marie asked, only to be greeted with silence. “You people are mean.”
“Here,” Artemis anwsered, giving her his hand.
Marie pulled herself up and mumbled something that sounded like ‘none of my other ex-boyfriends were that nice, or polite’. “Let’s get this over with so I can get some food.” she said aloud.
“Sounds good to me.” Freedom replied.
“You’re not getting off that easy.”
April 8th, 2008 at 4:04 am
My first story with a first person point of view (gasp). Well, if you don’t count leaving home (which I don’t because it’s a song-fic) please tell me what yo think, constructive criticism is greatly apperciated.
April 9th, 2008 at 3:19 am
Wait… It’s first person?
April 13th, 2008 at 12:23 am
Oops, I meant to say it’s my first story without a first person point of view
April 24th, 2008 at 8:21 pm
4/5 due to spelling and grammar so far but I can’t wait 4 u 2 continue
April 24th, 2008 at 8:24 pm
The chapters are just the right length. Never seen that before! I thought it was great and the storeline is fantastic. Update!
May 14th, 2008 at 4:02 am
Nice! Only, shouldn’t the FEL be PEL for the reverse of LEP? Anyway, love the names…except why is December named December?
May 19th, 2008 at 12:18 am
December is named December because his parents wanted him to grow up to be cold and harsh like the month of December, though that didn’t happen.
May 26th, 2008 at 2:30 pm
Very nice! I liked it. The plot is interesting…
May 29th, 2008 at 9:03 am
coool