Laurel Lance (ivegottoscream) wrote in storybrooketown, @ 2015-01-22 20:53:00 |
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She react without thinking, always rash Laurel was. She jumped in front of the sword that was meant to for Oliver. As soon as she was stabbed, she heard a noise of rage and than the world went silent. Oliver was there, he was holding her, telling her something, but as the blood rushing out of out her body was all Laurel could seem to hear. She moved her mouth, "I love you," she managed to breath out before an irony taste flooded her mouth and blood started to seep out of lips. Her eyes looked at him once more, than up into the dismal grey cold, than black as they rolled back into her head, her body shivered from the cold and some her life slipping out of it, all went black. Laurel wasn't sure what happen next, she gasp for air as her body floated up from a green slime. Her hand feebly reached up, than the other one shot up and grabbed the lip of the pit she was in as she took in a deep breath. Suddenly there was hands, there was voices, she was pulled up as Nyssa warned Oliver to be careful. Laurel didn't speak, she just stared at the man who she had loved for most of her life. Her hand touched his shoulder and suddenly she was pressed into his chest. A purple mist flooded around them and than they were in a mansion. Laurel had yet to speak was frighten, she wasn't sure what had happen. Her body quivered from coldness since she was covered in pit and she felt this pressure building up in her throat. Laurel pushed away from Oliver, her mouth open, but nothing came out. She turned from him and than suddenly a booming scream exploded from her. Windows broke, furniture rumbled and Laurel just stood there, her back to Oliver still screaming. Than the scream cut short, her body waivered and Laurel blacked out, falling toward the floor. |