Fear woke Arabell . Her Eyes shot open , knife in front of her now upright body before she could even comprehend anything . She looked around , there was nothing there , it was just a nightmare . Again . The dream was like water , just when it's in reach it slips and is gone .
Hair flew into Arabells vision as she shook her head . Arabell was trying in vain to clear her head of her crazy dreams . Her strawberry blonde hair was lank and dirty , making it look a greasy mess . It seemed like forever since Arabell had properly washed her hair and nearly as long since she had had a chance to wash myself .
Arabells stomach grumbled , she had been running on fumes for far too long . There was no point she thought in trying to go back to sleep with so many thoughts running though her head .
Arabell looked down on her tummy , she felt a slight pressure there . One of the books she had been reading " history of the time lords " . Scattered around her were books on Mythology and Ancient Greece , there were even some scrolls that she hadn't got into as they were still tied with blue ribbon .
There were books on Heroes lying splayed out to her left . Arabell picked one up to find it open on a page about Perseus . There was even a book called Prophecies and poems . A guide to the God Apollo . Arabell put the book back down and groggily got up.
There were no windows in the room so she had not idea what time it was .
Arabell went through her bag , hoping for some water in the bottle , even though she knew it was empty .
It's strange here , thought Arabell From the outside it looked so small . Arabell walked out the doorway of the alcove , determined to find out what was going on with this place . She walked back through the library , dropping the books she had on one of the desks . Arabell got to the door , through the winding maze of bookcases . Her hand went to unlock the heavily fortified door but Arabell hesitated , she was relitivly safe here . What if he was out there , waiting . Arabell and Him both knew she couldn't kill him , and he could very easily kill her . And he would , he would chop her up and do gods knows what . Arabell shuddered , steping away from the door .
No! she thought to herself , I may not be able to kill him , but I can most certainly wound him . But she was so scared , Arabell knew she couldn't beat him in another fight , nor did she have the energy to run away again . Last time was pure luck . C'mon you can do this , .its in your blood . Your a Hero , Your related to Heracles . Loosley , but that dosen't matter . Anyway , it was better to die trying to kill that damned thing than to starve in safety . Arabell took a deep breath , gathering her strength , she gripped her bow a little tighter , knuckles white . With trembling hands she reached up and undid the locks , click , click , click . One by one untill she reached the final lock . A bolt at the very top . She took a shaky breath and reached up , just then the door shook slightly , and the nob turned .
Arabell ran back , eyes wide . Her courage fled . Arabell just knew he would have followed her here . She made no noise as Arabell hid behind a bookshelf and pulled , what she knew would be , her final arrow .
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FanfictionA young demigod , Arabell , runs from something , something far more dangerous than anything she has ever faced ( or evaded ) before . And a Timelord who is always running , not from monsters but from his past . By chance or perhaps fate they will m...