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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2014 8:16:03 GMT -5
Such fire no one wonder David loves her..James would have to. Smirking reaching to what he want to be a gentle touch only to have it turn into forcful grip on her throat. who said i was giving you a choice? Oh no you'll be what ever i deem right now Snow White. his finger tighten around her pake neck picking her up as if she was a rag doll.
Moving his head to be near hers the old King whispered. I'm counting on that. hearing her gasp out for air his hand tighten more till Snow was limp in his arms. He wanted her to be knocked out sleeping for the next part.
Dropping her body on to the floor George moved to the bed yanking the blanket off draping it on the floor next to the princess. Rolling Snow into it The king picked her up and head down stairs to his van. Leaving the door wide open the light all on this part of the plan was done now it was time for phrase two.
Two hours later...near the toll bridge George was digging a hole. He had tied the petite princesses hands and feet together. Leaning on the shovel noticing Snow stirring awake I was wondering when you wake up.
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Post by Snow White/Mary Margaret on Jan 16, 2014 10:18:13 GMT -5
Her mouth was dry throat throbbing. Cracking her eyes open she felt a light breeze creep over her. Spotting the smug bastard above her Snow wanted to scream out but her voice wouldnt allow it. Croaking out where are we? looking about they where out in the woods that she knew but anything other then that nothing more. Moving to try and sit up but with out the help of her arms and legs Snow found it to be dificult.
i demand to know what your planning on doing with me. The petite princess could feel her
face become hot from her blood pressure raising. Tears started to gather in her eyes,David will kill you for this. her voice shook with fear as she yelled out finally .
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2014 19:22:43 GMT -5
You demand oh thats rich Princess because to be honest i was about to show you. hopping out of the hole moving to be around Snow white. Kicking her side to make her roll into the plot site. you see I hoping to send David a message by doing this my dear. pulling a cell phone out of his pocket. Dropping it on to the woman's chest. I want him to know that at any time I feel like it i could break him by killing you. He thinks that our time together is done that he has defeated me oh no it has only begun. snarling lips twisting back to show to perfect rows of pearly whites.
now dial Prince Charming /David Nolan , let him hear your teary voice. Let him hear your pain and how afraid you tell him your in your grave. |
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Post by Snow White/Mary Margaret on Jan 19, 2014 20:41:57 GMT -5
gasping as George kicked her rolling into the hole landing on her back. Staring up from the hole. Wiggling trying to loosen the binds on her feet and hands. It wasnt until the phone was dropped on her chest. Glaring at him, I refuse to call him I will not help do this. her raw from the attack earlier.
Tears still spring to her eyes, he was crazy George had finaly lost it. Swallowing the lump in her throat, heart pounding she needed to get out this and quickly. Wiggling still the ropes still unable to budge. I will not tell him that you bastard. Snow spat in his face she wouldnt do that David no matter how hororable it had become.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2014 9:13:00 GMT -5
George glared at the woman, how stubborn do you have to be. Sighing heavily grabbing a hold of the shovel handle lifting it up as the king hopped into the hole. Legs standing over her. you know Snow there are ways to get to do this. placing the shovel blade to her throat.
Pressing down pausing as it created a white line along Snow's neck. I will give you a minute to decide. Either you call him and you stay alive or I give you another smile and tell David where your body lays. he would do it he hoped the girl had no doubt in that.
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Post by Snow White/Mary Margaret on Jan 23, 2014 6:13:08 GMT -5
Freezing Snow gasped at the feelong of the blade on her throat. Terror seized her, never had she been treated this way. Regina may have done so many awful things to her but never to this point. Nodding her head finally agreeing to calling Prince Charming /David Nolan .
Tears filled her green eyes the blade lifting slightly from her throat. Lifting the phone up dialing davids number pressing the speaker button. David ..Its me Snow..George has me. He wants me to tell you I'm in my grave. He wants me to convince you to come get me to save me. closig her eyes tears pouring down her cheeks. Dont come its a trap dont... George kicked the phone out of her hands. Screaming out Dont come David I mean it dont
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Post by Deleted on Jan 27, 2014 4:36:31 GMT -5
you stupid cow George yelled out his voice boomed out . Making birds flying off in a hurry. Kicking the phone out of her hands, the King threw the shovel off behind him. Grabbing a handful of dark ebony hair he jerk Snow into a sitting position. I'm going to make you suffer now because of that. releasing her hair patting the top of head.
Gracefully George jumped up out of the hole ran back up to his car. He had brought something for such an occansion. Popping the trunk he pulled James sword out , smirking as the moonlight shined on the blade. Slamming the trunk down George walked back to his prisoner. Dragging the blade up over her cheek. tonight I guess we see how prepared your Shepard truly is my dear.
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Post by Prince Charming /David Nolan on Jan 31, 2014 16:20:30 GMT -5
David had already been on his way back to the apartment. He drove his truck through the town, troubled with what he saw when he came to the place of the so called crime. Nothing. Nothing was there. No smoke, no fire, no people that were in panic or hurt. Absolutely nothing.
False alarm. Or was there more to it?
With thoughts running through his mind, there was one thought which made worry overtake him. “Snow” Letting out the name of his true love while he pushed down the pedal of the engine.
The sound of his cellphone began to fill the silence in the truck. Keeping one hand on the steering wheel David reached out his other hand into the pocket of his jacket. With the name of an unknown caller appearing on his screen it didn’t take long for David to park the truck next to the road.
“Hello?” his eyes widened by who was calling him and the message his wife was bringing him. “Snow! wait no, Snow!!” he yelled out through the phone, only to hear her tortured voice fade away. With panic starting to take over and blood starting to boil out of anger, David pressed down the pedal of the engine as hard as he could. He knew exactly where he needed to go to find his wife, and the person who was threatening her. The toll bridge.
Darkness had almost taken over Storybrooke as the moon appeared on the sky. By the time the moon was on its highest David arrived near the toll bridge. Slightly out of breath he stood close to the sign which gave this place a name, looking around with widened eyes and balled hands. Little clouds of air escaping his mouth every time he was breathing. “Snow!” yelling out the name of his beloved wife, while his eyes wandered over the area. He looked for her, he needed to find her.
There, on the other side of the open area, stood a shadowed figure. A figure which didn’t had to say his name to know who it was. George.
“Where is she?!” white knuckles betraying the strength in his fists were appearing when he made his way towards the old king. “What did you do to her?!” his voice echoed through the open area as trees that were surrounding them blocked it from the nearby town.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2014 6:51:32 GMT -5
Ah David hello son welcome to the party. I was just having a lovely chat with Snow White here. scraping the blade once more over her cheek. should we tell him of the fun we had while Charming was away my dear? bringing glare back to David's face a sneer snarled over his thin lips. no I think we should just let the shepard see your bruises later. out of the corner of his eyes George spotted Charming moving.
now I wouldn't do any thing to rash farm boy or we will find out if her lips do resemble blood. moving to jump out of the hole George spun the sword by the handle. have you come prepared? Or will you fight me with fist while i use a sword?
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Post by Prince Charming /David Nolan on Feb 7, 2014 17:21:12 GMT -5
With his wife’s features hidden by the shadow of the moonlight, David knew that the with revenge filled king had hurt her. Not only physically, but the mental bruises would be there too.
The handle of what seemed to be James his sword spun around in the old king’s hand, stealing David’s attention.
Slowly David let his hand move to the holster he was carrying with him and was being attached to his shoulders and chest. Maybe the old man had a sword, but being in Storybrooke gave him other possibilities. Possibilities he would never have in the Enchanted Forest.
Not to let the king his attention turn to his slowly moving hand David started to talk. “This isn’t something between you and my family George. This is something between you and me. Maybe we have been in the same situation like this a couple of years before, and maybe you were the victorious one back then. But I can assure you that this time I won’t let it come to that.” With one quick and determined motion David pulled out the gun he was carrying with him. “oh I am prepared, the question is, are you?” his eyes narrowed while one finger made contact with the trigger.
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