Call for Prompts: Abduction and Rescue! Go!
The call for prompts is now open! For the next 24 hours, I will taking your prompts on the theme of Abduction and RescueI will write (over the next week) at least one microfic (150-300 words) to each prompter. If you donate, I will write to all of your prompts, and write at last 300 additional words for each $5 you donate, to the prompt of your
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She couldn't have thought of a more terrifying situation if she had tried. Adding to the fear: he never spoke a word directly to her, never told her where they were going, never told her what he was going to do with her. He knew her name - he muttered it in the midst of the words that made no sense - but she didn't know anything at all about him, except that he was kidnapping her. She was pitifully grateful for the trunk, as it meant he didn't or coudn't puppet her _all_ the time.
The car stopped, and Konnie braced herself. The trunk popped, and the terrifying man came into view. he unlocked her cuffs, beginning to mutter his strange words.
"Hey, got a flat?" The cheerful voice called from across the parking lot, out of sight. The man frowned, and shut the trunk, moving away to intercept the stranger.
He was in a hurry, not wanting to get caught, she assumed, with his captive. Enough of a hurry that he didn't notice her shove her sleeve in the trunk, or that the latch hadn't shut all the way.
She waited until she heard him talk, bright and cheerful, so unlike the way he spoke near her, and slid out of the trunk. Silent, that was the goal. Silent and quick.
Author's note: This is in my Faerie Apocalypse ( LJ Link) 'verse, although with new characters. The Words are the way that magic works, in this system.
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Actually, scarier if he's not... in some ways.
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