The Lost City

**So, the human world is set in modern times?**

Stone and Jet~

Both clad in black leather jackets and sunglasses, the brothers made their way down the street, a cigarette hanging from the oldest's lips. "So, you got business with that Stefan kid?" Jet smirked, lighting his own cigarette once he was far enough away from his school. Stone blew out a puff of smoke and nodded smoothly, silently answering his younger brother's question. "You know he keeps beating up on girls. Really ticks me and the guys off too."

"Ah, the pansy's just to scared to pick on someone his own size. Those girl's ain't got nothing to worry about soon though. He's a dead man." Stone smirked, dropping his cigarette on the ground nonchalantly right at a cops feet. The cop, however, stayed silent, obviously acting like he hadn't seen it to avoid certain trouble.

The brothers were the town's known bad boys. Always picking a fight with someone. "So, why're you so intent on killing this guy?" Jet smirked, drawing a shrug from Stone. In truth, Stone had seen the way Stefan and his gang beat up on girls. Well... girl. They'd always had the same victim every time he saw them.

"He just really disgusts me." Stone smirked back at his brother, who snorted and shook his head as they walked passed a white house on the rich side of town, heading towards Stefan Riogouli's house.

Lyanna left the house again very quickly, several new bruises on her arms and face. "I know mom! Just leave me alone!" A plate came flying out of the doorway, missing her face by an inch and smashing against the railing. She twirled around and ran down the steps. She saw two boys in leather jackets across the street, looking at her. She sat down on the steps of the porch, and her body began shaking. More tears. She wiped them away angrily, but they kept coming.

Stone and Jet~

Stone peered at the girl from behind his sunglasses, watching her cry. "Stalker." Jet snickered, dodging his brother's swift fist. Stone shook his head and took the stairs of the large house beside him two at a time.

"Just stand there and look good, okay pretty boy?" Stone smirked at his brother's glare and slammed his hand against the large, wooden door. It slowly opened, revealing a short and stocky guy with a tooth brush hanging out of his mouth.

"Hey Shone! Wash up man?!" Fear was evident in his eyes and a scream filled the air when Stone grabbed the front of his shirt, flinging him out of the doorway and out onto the lawn. Stefan sputtered and spit the toothpaste in his mouth, out, crawling backwards quickly. Stone smirked and shook his head, slowly and mercilessly walking down the stairs.

"What was my rule, Riogouli?" Stefan whimpered and backed away father until he bumped into Jet, shouting in surprise and spinning around. "What was it?!" Stone laughed loudly, landing a strong hand on Stefan's shaking shoulder.

"Dude, that chick's looking. You sure you want to do this now?" Stone looked up, and sure enough the girl was looking.

"Yeah... I'm sure. That's one of the ones he's been beatin' up on. Now, Riogouli, what was my freaking rule?!"

"N-n-no rippin' up on chicks!" Stefan screamed in terror, holding his hands in front of his face.

"And you broke it didn't you?" Stefan nodded, whimpering. "You know what I do, to guys in my gang that break the rules?"

"Oh god, please no Stone. I'll never do it again." Stone just smirked and shook his head.

"I'm sure you won't. Take it away Jet," Stone threw Stefan to the ground and Jet walked over, smirking before he started pounding Stefan's face in.

Ten minutes later, Stone slid his glasses back on. "Do it again Riogouli, and I swear you're a dead man." Stone smirked, he and his brother soon crossing the street and walking down the street.

Coming to a stop in front of the once crying girl, Stone stared down at her. "You okay?" He asked, voice gruff as he looked at her terror-stricken face of just witnessing what had happened to the guy that beat her up on a daily basis.

Lyanna stared at the teenager standing in front of her. Him and his brother had beaten Stefan up like nobody she had seen before. "You okay?" He asked.

Lyanna nodded, then winced. A sharp pain traveled up her neck. She reached behind her and pulled something out from behind her hair. She looked at the thing in her hand.

A shard of china, about a half an inch long, with the tip red from her blood. She glared at it. She looked back up at the boy. "Yes, I'm fine." She said shakily.

Stone and Jet~

Stone stared at the piece of bloody china for a second, soon looking further at the porch where a plate was broken into millions of pieces. "Mmhmm, whatever you say." Stone smiled softly, Jet leaning over his shoulder.

"Hey, you're Lyanna, aren't you? The girl in half my classes? Dude," he slapped Stone in the face repeatedly, "She's really smart." Stone nodded and took a card out of his back pocket, kneeling down in front of Lyanna.

"Listen... if that Rioguili gives you any problems, just call the number on here, or find Jet. Whichever is easier. He'll be deader that a doornail if I find him beating up on another girl.

Lyanna took the card. "Thank you." She said. She put it in her pocket.

"Lyanna, get in here now!" A female voice rang from inside the house. Lyanna stiffened and got up. "Lyanna!" The voice shreiked.
"I'm coming." She got up and walked up the steps, skirting the shattered china. She opened the door. A woman with black frizzy hair stood in the doorway, holding a bottle. "Get inside!" The woman shouted. Lyanna walked inside, flashed a small smile at the two teens, and shut the door.

A second leter there was a sound of breaking glass and incoherent shouting. There was a clang and a scream. Another door slammed and the house was silent.

((er, would anyone mind if I joined? I already asked in the DT. I could easily make a male character.))

((I wouldn't mind, but I'm not in charge here. PM Teddy.))

I ran up the road, my feet pounding down on the tarmac, my arms pumping and my Ipod blaring Green Day loudly. I ran everyday for half an hour around the roads where I lived.
I passed Lyanna's house. I felt sorry for Lyanna, Stefan Riogouli had bullied her again today, I had tried to be nice to her afterwards but I think she just wanted to go home.
I carried on up the road, in front of me were Stone and Jet, the brothers who thought they were hard. I laughed to myself, sunglasses in the day time? Not cool guys, not cool. But I couldn't be too harsh, word on the street was that Stone was going to beat up Stefan, one good deed to hundreds of not so good.
Shaking my head, I ran past them, resisting the urge to show off and speed up.
As I ran on, I thought about my plans tonight. I was going to go round to Tanya's, it was my first time at her house and I was interested to see it. I liked Tanya, we were relitivly new friends but I liked her already.
I turned up my Ipod and ran on.

Lyanna sat on her bed, rubbing her right arm. It was bright red in between her wrist and elbow, and was already breaking out in blisters. Hot pans hurt. She thought.

She looked out of her window and saw Sadie running by on the sidewalk below, a pair of earbuds in her ears. Lyanna waved out the window with her left arm, but Sadie didn't see her.

The two teens that had beat up Stefan were still standing outside, talking. She sighed and went back to her bed, rubbing her arm again. It wasn't even dinnertime yet, but Lyanna found herself exhausted. She got into bed and fell asleep.

**Okay, I know I said that I would try to post everyday, and I haven't been here for three! I apologize, but I had to go to the hospital. ): My Grandaddy had a heart attack and I was without internet service. I am very sorry, and I will attempt to make up the lost time.**

Tanya

Tanya was barefoot in the woods...again. Just like she wasn't supposed to be. Still, she couldn't help it. She hated being cooped up with nothing to do all day. A twig snapped to her left and Tanya stopped, crouching behind a tree.

The bushes ruslted gently and she held her breath. Tanya knew this was terribly cliche, especially considering that she was hiding from what was probably a bunny, but she couldn't shake the feeling that this was...a little odd.

Tanya kneeled to the ground and crawled over to the bushes. Holding her breath she reached out to uncover whoever or whatever was behind it when they jumped up at her, knocking her over on her back.

Tanya screamed as the dog licked her face. Her screams turned to laughter quickly and she scrached his ears.

"Silly little pup," she grumbled, playfully. Tanya stood up and the puppy playfully nipped at her heels.

"You stay close to me," she smiled down at him.

She heard the sound of laughter and someone else stepped out from behind a tree. Annoyed, Tanya placed her hands on her hips and glared at the person.

"Well, if there is anyone else out there trying to frighten me, you might as well come out now. Who are you?" She demanded.

**Just thought that I'd put her in there somehow. (:**

I continued following Sar until we reached outside the house and we stoppped laughing.
I was tired, in all ways, my mind could nno longer hold in place the bubble of water and it eventually burst.
"Great" i said. "see, this is what happens, this is why I have to practice." I fell in a bench and placed my hands in my head. I was getting frustrated, how could I not hold a bubble of water for more than ten minutes?
"Don't give up" Sar sais. "YOu'll get to it, you just have to practice" Practice, that's what i have been doing all night and aall I got was a dirty dress and tired mind.
"Wanna go do somehing interesting" Sar asked. i noddded, apprehensive.
"Like what"
But before I said something else she grabbed my elbow and pulled me with her.

Sharonda sighed impatiently and pulled the rope again. What's taking him so long? she thought.

She waited five more minutes, then left, grumbling to herself. She began walking back down the hill, rain pounding on her wings. Suddenly her foot hit a rock, sending her laughing, head over heels down the hill.

As she rolled she noticed someone at the bottom of the hill, staring up at her in horror. this could hurt. Sharonda thought. Then she plowed into the person, and everything went black.

**This can be anyone**

((Mmm, not sure if anyone's checking the DT, so I'll post this here.))

Name: Gillim
Age: 1,278 years. Looks like he's about 20.
Gender: male.
Personality: Mischevious. Likes pulling pranks on people, doesn't really know when to stop. Can be stubborn, a bit vain. Smooth talker. Has a good heart though.
Appearance: Bright golden eyes. Short dark brown hair. About 5'11", medium weight.
Power (if faerie): He can change someone's form as long as he's in contact with their skin. It only works on living things though, and he can't change his own form.
Weakness: He's made a lot of powerful enemies over the years and enjoys games and bets a little too much.
Other: Up for love, although it'll take a while to make him take you seriously

((if you don't have space for him, I'll come back and delete this. I just got bored))

Gillim

"Are you alright?"

The girl who'd fallen down the hill blinked. "Where am I?"

The person she'd plowed into grinned. "In the House of Gillim, where else?"

She sat up and looked around. It wasn't a house so much as it was a ruin. There were great stoic pillars stretching up on all sides to support a nonexistent roof and half-crumbled chunks of masonry dotting the fern-covered ground. The bit they were on seemed to be tiled, though there were tiles missing. There was a very nice and very out of place chaise lounge, along with a few other pieces of furniture. It was on this that Sharonda was lying.

"This isn't much of a house," she said thickly, rubbing her head. "Ow... what happened?"

"My dear girl," the person said with a chuckle, "I was hoping you could tell me. I looked up and there you came, plummeting down the hill like a rock slide."