Wow, this place is pretty steampunk! Looking around would've been the last thing on anyone's mind. It's just, that these things Azreal collected...ugh. from the back of the room I heard muffled cries that sounded like wiley! (Anya): guys!? Hello!? There was a deep laugh that brought a cold chill down my spine. (Azreal): you're a fool coming here alone gorgeous! I kept looking around again, and suddenly Sebastian shot out of the darkness. I jumped back, accidentally dropping my bow and arrows! Sebastian was tied and gagged, struggling and yelling muffled curses!
I ran over to him to help him up. At first, he was shooting daggers in my direction, but his expression suddenly softened. (Anya): hey, you're okay! I can't begin to describe how happy I am to see you! I gave him the tightest hug ever, and he was extremely tensed. I took out the gag, and I could see a smile slowly creep on his lips. (Sebastian): as much as I really can't stand you...I kind of missed you, too.
I cut him loose, and helped him up so we could find Steffani and wiley. When I turned around, however I bumped into the chest of Samuel! We all yelled, and Sam rolled his eyes. (Sebastian): sugar honey iced tea! How'd the hell did you get in here!? (Sam): same way as you motherfuckers did, window. (Anya): we have to find them and get the hell out of...!
But it was too late. (Azreal): welcome, dear guests to my little soirée! I'm sure you're wondering where Steffani and wiley are. But wouldn't you rather know what's happening in your own home? (Samuel): enough games, Azreal! He nodded, a coy smirk plastered on his lips. His calculating eyes found a way to me. (Azreal): hello, Anastasia. (Anya): I'm not afraid of you. I am stronger than you, and your days are numbered! He chuckled with a deep growl behind it. (Azreal): I may not be able to KILL you. But that doesn't mean I can't have someone do it for me! (Sebastian): what? Who would even want to work with....oh my god. I--it's been Zeke. It's been Zeke all along. That fucking snake. (Anya): who? He licked his lips, eyeing me up and down. (Azreal): exactly. See ladies and gentlemen, this is what I'd like to call cat and mouse!
He snapped his fingers, and I couldn't contain my gasp. It's....it's awful! (Sam): you son of a bitch! We all ran over to attack him, but he stopped us with magic and we were stuck in midair! I tried to move but to no avail. (Azreal): now you have a choice. Either save Steffani and wiley, or save brady, Robyn, and Aradia! Tick-tock kids. (Anya): why don't you just take me? (Azreal): no, no, no that's too easy! I want this to reflect how stupid you've been. YOU need to suffer first. (Anya): go to hell! He dragged us towards the hall and three chairs were presented. (Azreal): why do I get the feeling that You three will die sooner than you think? Nevermind. Time to decide.
.Steffani and Wiley?
. Aradia, Brady, and Robyn?
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Queen Of Disaster
FantasyAnya Peterson was never the most popular girl to walk the halls of high school, and for a good reason. People tend to think of Anya as some kind of antisocial freak, mainly because her father was a gifted serial killer, which this town is notorious...
