[Fexa] - Hostage of Love (BASED ON TRUE EVENTS)
[A manuscript locked away in the company vault.]
Hostage of Love (BASED ON TRUE EVENTS)
By: Fexa Flamethorn
Draft #1
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“Dunt let dem get away!” barked Vodu as he drummed his legions of bloodthirsty troops to scatter across the Barrens in search of their targets, “Bring meh his hed an’ hart!”
The troll general sat on his gigantic kodo and waited for results.
Using the confusion they caused, Elumo and Darlia returned to Rachet. Most of the Horde’s soldiers were out in the wilderness of the Barrens looking for them when they were hiding in the same spot all along. The flight stable was luckily unattended. Elumo easily lifted up the smaller Darlia atop of the first wind rider, his tall purple muscular form was soaked in sweat from the escape. He lifted her chin and kissed her softly on the lips, savouring the moment for a short while before reluctantly leaning away. “Go first my love, I’ll meet you in Un’Goro.”
“You’ll be right behind me Elumo?” she asked pleadingly. Elumo pushed some of her crimson red hair behind her ear to get a better look at her flawless beauty and nodded once. Darlia nodded back and flew off first towards the west.
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Matuja was furious at the loss of his bride. The gigantic blue troll staggered towards Vodu, who even on his kodo was dwarfed compared to Matuja. “Where’s mah woman?! Where’s DARLAH?!” demanded the troll. He leaned over and breathed heavily on Vodu, this made even the war battered general sweat.
“She be to tah east boss. We be sendin’ all of our troops dere dis moment!” Vodu answered quickly in a near stammer. His shaking hand spilled the contents of his cocktail.
Matuja reached for the nearest palm tree with one hand, giving it a sickening snap. “Ya best be not failin’ me Vodu. Dis be de last time…”
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He looked up at the full moon, its glow lighting the waters in the Moonwell then slowly lowered his gaze to her, “With you, I don’t even need the moon’s brilliance to light my heart Darlia. My love. My Sanctuary.”
“Elumo…” she gasped breathlessly. She overwhelmed with joy, tears slowly streamed down her burning green orbs. Unable to muster any other words, Darlia leaned closely to him and connected in a fiery passionate kiss.
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They were surrounded. The Horde continued to amass their armies to right of the chasm and the Alliance had theirs to the left. Matuja was filled with bloodlust, his eyes now a burning red as the fel-blood overtook his body. “DARLAH, if ya not be mine. Ya be nobodeh’s!”
He flung his arm to give the command for the attack and Alliance Commander Ironsythe did likewise on the other side.
Elumo gave Darlia a reassuring nod, “Elulia is safe…”
Darlia gave him a small smile and Elome held her in a close embrace. Their lips locked in a passionate kiss for the last time as the rain of arrows and bullets descended down at them…
THE END.
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TO DO LIST:
Hostage of Love (BASED ON TRUE EVENTS)
By: Fexa Flamethorn
Draft #1
----------------------[Excerpt 1]----------------------------
“Dunt let dem get away!” barked Vodu as he drummed his legions of bloodthirsty troops to scatter across the Barrens in search of their targets, “Bring meh his hed an’ hart!”
The troll general sat on his gigantic kodo and waited for results.
Using the confusion they caused, Elumo and Darlia returned to Rachet. Most of the Horde’s soldiers were out in the wilderness of the Barrens looking for them when they were hiding in the same spot all along. The flight stable was luckily unattended. Elumo easily lifted up the smaller Darlia atop of the first wind rider, his tall purple muscular form was soaked in sweat from the escape. He lifted her chin and kissed her softly on the lips, savouring the moment for a short while before reluctantly leaning away. “Go first my love, I’ll meet you in Un’Goro.”
“You’ll be right behind me Elumo?” she asked pleadingly. Elumo pushed some of her crimson red hair behind her ear to get a better look at her flawless beauty and nodded once. Darlia nodded back and flew off first towards the west.
----------------------[Excerpt 2]----------------------------
Matuja was furious at the loss of his bride. The gigantic blue troll staggered towards Vodu, who even on his kodo was dwarfed compared to Matuja. “Where’s mah woman?! Where’s DARLAH?!” demanded the troll. He leaned over and breathed heavily on Vodu, this made even the war battered general sweat.
“She be to tah east boss. We be sendin’ all of our troops dere dis moment!” Vodu answered quickly in a near stammer. His shaking hand spilled the contents of his cocktail.
Matuja reached for the nearest palm tree with one hand, giving it a sickening snap. “Ya best be not failin’ me Vodu. Dis be de last time…”
----------------------[Excerpt 3]----------------------------
He looked up at the full moon, its glow lighting the waters in the Moonwell then slowly lowered his gaze to her, “With you, I don’t even need the moon’s brilliance to light my heart Darlia. My love. My Sanctuary.”
“Elumo…” she gasped breathlessly. She overwhelmed with joy, tears slowly streamed down her burning green orbs. Unable to muster any other words, Darlia leaned closely to him and connected in a fiery passionate kiss.
----------------------[Excerpt 4]----------------------------
They were surrounded. The Horde continued to amass their armies to right of the chasm and the Alliance had theirs to the left. Matuja was filled with bloodlust, his eyes now a burning red as the fel-blood overtook his body. “DARLAH, if ya not be mine. Ya be nobodeh’s!”
He flung his arm to give the command for the attack and Alliance Commander Ironsythe did likewise on the other side.
Elumo gave Darlia a reassuring nod, “Elulia is safe…”
Darlia gave him a small smile and Elome held her in a close embrace. Their lips locked in a passionate kiss for the last time as the rain of arrows and bullets descended down at them…
THE END.
----------------------[Sticky]----------------------------
TO DO LIST:
- Needs more smut
- Needs more orbs and pillars
- Need to extend the scene where Elumo makes love to Darlia to cleanse her of her demon-ghost heart
- Matuja gets a demon-ghost heart somewhere along the line
- Elulia grows up in 2 years 3 months
- Buy a thesaurus
- I forgot…
- PROFIT!!!