'Welcome To Your Stay In Hell'
I originally posted this on Quizilla as a 'Ten Minutes in Hell' quiz http://quizilla.teennick.com/quizzes/8658515/welcome-to-your-stay-in-hell-ment-for-girls-but-anyone-welcome , but this result was popular enough that I wrote a continuation of it. This is the quiz with the answers that would get you Morgan's result: One night as you are walking home from work, two random men grab you from behind and drag you into an abandoned building! What do you do?
Try to fight, even though you know that it's useless.
You are taken to a large room with only one other door. In the room are ten cloaked figures. "So good of you to join us, ______-chan," one whispers, but you can't tell which. You say…
How do you know my name?
One of the cloaked figures step forward, you can only see the bottom half of his face, which is taken up by a toothy wolf grin. Slowly, he reaches his hand out and puts his gloved hand against your cheek. He gently rubes your bottom lip with his thumb and with his thumb and says, "Welcome, to your stay in Hell." You…
Try to look into his eyes, to see if his is really serious then try to edge away without anyone noticing when you see that he IS
The man's grin widens, and he signals your abductors to let you go. Unfortunately, they are still standing right behind you so you can't run away. The man uses his free hand to pull out a small black and red trimmed draw-string bag. "Now, ______-chan, it is time for you to choose your fate." You…
Stare at him in horror. WHAT IS GOING ON?!?!
"Now, now," the man whispers, stroking your cheek. "Let's have none of that. At least, not yet." He removes his hand from you face and opens the bag. You see four different objects inside. "Pick one," the man commands. You pick the…
Polished wood carving of a lion, praying for courage to face what was coming. This is the result you would have gotten:"Morgan," the man said, "she chose you're lion" One of the men that had been standing in the back looked up suddenly. "W-what?" he stuttered. You look at him, and for no reason at all, you feel a surge of pity for him. The man turned to look at the boy, "Must I repeat myself?" Morgan shook his head, "N-no, Sensei." The man cocked his head, "Then come here." Morgan took as step forward, and you say his trembling hands clench into fists. He swiftly crossed the distance between himself and you before he bowed low to the man. You read the man's body language, and tried to cry out a warning to Morgan, but the two behind you grabbed you and one put his hand over your mouth. You watch in horror as the man punched Morgan in the stomach. Morgan's hood flew off as his head jerked back. His black hair hung like a curtain over his face as he hung limp over the man's arm. He held the boy there for a second before he allowed Morgan to fall to his knees, clutching his stomach in pain. You stare at Morgan, and you have an unyielding need to protect him. Even though he was a complete stranger to you, seeing him in pain was making you want to cry. The man was looking down at Morgan, almost as if he didn't care. But suddenly his face curled into a snarl and he had Morgan's hair in his fist and he was forcing Morgan's neck into a painfully unnatural angle so that their eyes met. "Our Master has given you a great gift on this day, boy," he spat. "Remember your place, and be grateful." The man released Morgan's hair, and turned to stomp out of the room. The most of the others followed the man, including the two that held you, but a few walked up to Morgan one, a red head with short darker hair, knelt next to him. They whispered something that you couldn't hear, and Morgan shook his head. He straightened himself up, with a great deal of effort and a little of the man's help, and put a shaking hand on the man's shoulder. "Don't worry, Jayden" he said, "I've had worse." He smiled softly, but Jayden still seemed unsure. He helped as Morgan slowly stood up. "You see," Morgan said as he dropped his hand from Jayden's shoulder. "I can handle…" but before her could finish, Morgan was falling forward, his arms once more around his torso. You rushed forward and helped the others catch him. Jayden looks at you as if he had forgotten you were even there, but you are more worried about Morgan, who has lost consciousness. They lay his on the floor and you take his head into your lap. You look up into the eyes of the men around you, and you can see that they love Morgan just as much as you are beginning to. You turn to Jayden, "I seem to have a lot to learn, but is there somewhere that we could take him first?" Jayden looks into your eyes as if he is searching for something, before he nods. He helps the others pick Morgan back up, and you follow as they walk out the door and into a long corridor. It is then that you realize that you still have the small lion in your hand; you clutch it even tighter and pray, once again, for the strength and courage that you would need to face this new life that was ahead of you.
And this is the second part i wrote to it, adding the name Alicia for the 'you' character:Alicia followed the men down the hallway and into a small bed chamber. There wasn't enough room for all of you, but a few of the men stood in the doorway, and somehow hey all managed to fit inside. There was some shuffling, but Alicia found herself sitting on bed, next to Morgan's sleeping form. Alicia looked down at his pale face and gently brushed away some strands of hair back into place. She looked up at Jayden, "Will he be alright?" she asked softly.
Jayden shook his head, "I'm not sure, Alicia. Sensei isn't exactly found of him, if you hadn't noticed. Morgan has had worse…much worse. I think it was overall shock that dropped him." He sat down next to Alicia, his hand running through his hair as he sighed. "When you were told that this was your stay in hell, Sensei wasn't joking. This is hell, and he the dragon at its heart. It wasn't nearly so bad when Master was here…he took us in, cared for us when no one else would." Jayden shook his head, but Alicia was lost.
"Wait, what do you mean? Took you in? Cared when no one else…?" her gaze traveled over the group of men, but none would meet her eyes. It was Jayden who once more spoke up, "We were orphans, abandoned to the horrors of our world. Master found us, and brought us here," he looked around the tiny room, "He gave us sanctuary, a home, family. In return he only asked our obedience."
Alicia arched an eyebrow, "I'm so-o lost! 'Our world'? You mean…not Earth? What are you? Where did you come from?" she stood up looking at Jayden, "Who is this 'Master'? How did he bring you here?" She looked down at Morgan, remembering the flash of his golden eyes in the light as he looked up at Jayden, "Are you even human?"
Jayden looked at her with sad eyes, "To be completely honest…no, not exactly. We came from another plane of existence, another world, if you will. We are much like you humans, but at the same time we are very different…" he looked down unwilling to continue.
Alicia sighed in frustration, but sat back down, her hand unconsciously taking Morgan's between her own as she stared at his sleeping face. There was a long pause, before she sighed deeply, "It doesn't matter." Every pair of eyes locked onto her at the words, but, though she felt their stares, she didn't look up herself. "This Sensei of yours, he said I was the Master's gift to Morgan, what did he mean?"
Another man stepped forward, he was thin with long blonde hair and sapphire blue eyes. "The Master was fond of Morgan, before he left, he promised that one would come who would complete him. One whose eyes were the pale blue green of the sea, with hair to match, one named Alicia. It made Sensei jealous that the Master would so favor Morgan, a jealousy that has only grow. For years, Morgan has been waiting for the promised one, for you Alicia." He blushed a little, taking a small step back. "I'm sorry," he muttered, his face lowered.
Alicia sat in stunned shock, "He's been waiting for me?"she thought. Her eyes were wide, but another thought came to mind, "H-how long? How long has he been waiting?" she whispered, her eyes locked on the wall.
"Three hundred years," came the reply, but not from where she had expected. She looked down at the bed, into Morgan's golden eyes. "I have been waiting three hundred years for you to come," he smiled weakly, his hand coming up to cup her cheek. "Thank you for coming…I was so afraid," his words were spoken, not with his mouth, but with his mind, whispered into her own. Her hand lifted to her cheek to entwine with his.
"Then I am glad to be here and ease that fear," she whispered, her words meant for his ears only. A smile was her reply before Morgan lay his head back down, his eyes closing, but not in sleep. Alicia smiled back; finally she had found her place. It felt good, even though she was scared and confused, it still felt right.
Obviously i'm still working on it, but this is what i have so far
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