Young Writers Society

You go for a walk in the woods when all of a sudden you come across a cave that you have never seen before, when you go to investigate it you find that something, horrible lives there and that you have been trapped!
What do you do?




Rules
.NO swear words
.NO indications towards sex, pornography, or memes please
.NO jokes about serious subjects such as death, heartache or suffering, life, or another person.

.Please write in past tense.
.Please write using either first or third prospective.
.If someone has different religious believes then you please be respectful of that
.Violence is okay by me, but I do have restrictions. Please PM me about those restrictions before posting violent content.

Have fun breaking free of your trap!

Kirux really shouldn't have gone into the cave, but all of the people he had met so far on the world he was visiting had said something was weird about it. And that terrified Kirux, but it also excited him, because Riku was all about weird things. Maybe - just maybe - Riku would be there!

So he walked into the woods, found the unfamiliar cave, and immediately regretted entering it when he saw how dark it was. Frowning and biting his lip behind the black cloth that covered his mouth and lower half of his face, Kirux gave himself a very tight hug. It was supposed to make him feel better, but all it made him feel was even more scared than before.

Killa stopped when she heard footsteps. Her wavy shoulder length red and blue hair rustled slightly as she cocked her head. She wasn't very far into the cave, but it was already dark. She turned, shining her flashlight. Her slanted green eyes peered into nooks and crannies. "Is anyone there?" She called out and winced. Her voice had a musical quality to it every single time she talked, and she knew other people found it weird. She'd gotten used to being laughed at from an early age. She was stuck in a cave though, and if someone else was there....

Rose was wondering about after Bush, who was sniffing the ground and moving at an excited pace that Rose found hard to match. They rushed along the forest floor, the leaves crunching beneath Rose's feet and Bush's paws, the wind tearing at her clothes and bowing the hair from her face. She laughed, then suddenly found her face full of dirt and her nose incredibly sore.

She groaned and looked first back, seeing that she'd tripped over the suddenly-stopped Bush, then at whatever it was that Bush was staring at. It was a cave. Just a cave.

"Bad kitty," she mumbled, not sure if Bush really was any kind of kitty, and got back to her feet to walk into the mouth of said-cave. "Come on, Bush," she called after her and Bush instantly darted inside. She laughed and followed her into the dark.

Anvar's heart sank when he saw what looked like a seventeen year old enter the cave. Anvar had been stuck in this wretched cave for an innumerable amount of time.
And he knew that this was no ordinary cave. He had to help this poor kid before it was to late. He stole over to the kid keeping to the shadows.
''Your life is in danger! You must leave this cave immediately!''
The poor teenager nearly jumped a mile high when he heard the voice.
''W...W...who's there?'' He stammered, trembling. But to his credit, he made no move towards the entrance of the cave.
''LEAVE!'' Anvar roared. ''OR DIE!''
The boys eyes widened in fear, but the words he spoke next were anything but fearful.
''Who do you think you are telling me to leave? I can do whatever I want. I don't have to listen to old fools like you!''
Anvar widened his eyes. That didn't sound like the response of an adult.
''I am no fool child, and I suggest you leave before this cave kills you.''
''I AM NOT A CHILD!'' The boy yelled then went on in a calmer tone, ''I can take care of myself thank you very much!''
Anvar groaned as instead of heeding his warning the boy walked further into the cave.
And just like that two other people followed.
He sighed. Anvar knew he had his work cut out for him, keeping these children safe.

Killa headed towards the yelling. She saw two boys arguing, one turned to leave and headed farther into the cave.
"Well, isn't this interesting." She said, ignoring the musicalness of her voice as it rang off the stones.
"What's going on?" She looked at the angry looking boy. "You've been here for a while. What is this place?"

Rose reached the commotion after Bush, but she didn't thing Bush had been seen. The kitty had slinked off into the shadows a the first sign of trouble.

Rose frowned at the gathered group, "What's going on?" she asked. She couldn't see any of their faces very well because of the dim light, but she could make out some basic silhouettes of human-looking individuals. None looked that old, but they weren't children, so at least she probably wouldn't have to remind anyone that thorns were sharp if they wanted to touch her vines. The older people never really did want to touch her vines, just take her flowers occasionally, and even then it was mostly when she was resting and didn't look as human as she did now.

As he watched the children run off, Anvar heard a distinctive rumble. He sighed. He had to get them out somehow. Before...he noticed another girl entering the cave. She looked thin with long brown hair. He'd seen her around here before. He'd even heard her name...
''Rachel?'' He asked.
She jumped startled.
''Who are you?'' She asked scrutinizing him.
He narrowed his eyes.
''Anvar.''
Here was all the help he needed.
''Listen you have to help me.''
Rachel looked astonished that some stranger new her name. Anvar sighed. He'd been doing this too long....After what seemed like an Eternity the girl nodded.
''I'm listening...''
''I need your help getting some kids out of this cave before they are killed.''
It was Rachel's turn to narrow her eyes.
''Do you expect me to just jump on board with that?''
Anvar sighed grumbling to himself.
''Their lives are at stake.''
Rachels eyes widened when she heard a low deep rumble.
''Then we don't have much time.''
She was about to rush off when Anvar placed a hand on her shoulder.
''And one thing-we are not interacting with them. I don't want us being killed if...''
She nodded, and off they rushed.

When Rose realized she wasn't going to be answered, she opened her mouth to say something again. Then there was a rumbling. She frowned and glanced nervously around, suddenly finding Bush at her side, hackle's raised as her pupils narrowed into slits in the center of her pinkish eyes.

Rose found the others, coming across a boy first, taller than she was, but not by much, with white hair pulled back. She tapped him on the shoulder, having come up from behind. "Where are we?" she said in a loud whisper, her hand on Bush's head to keep her from leaping at anything suspicious.

Kirux spun around when he heard the girl speak, jumping at the sudden touch and noise. He had noticed that there were other people in the cave, but he hadn't realized that she was there.

Then his eyes widened, because she looked really pretty and really cool!

"I don't know," he signed. He stood up a little straighter. "But you're really pretty!"

His gaze dropped down to the animal she was with. Grinning underneath the cloth covering his mouth, Kirux crouched down in front of the animal.

"Hi," he signed. "You look very cool."

Rose grinned. She had no idea what he was saying, exactly, but he seemed friendly and it looked like he liked Bush. Bush liked him back, apparently, as she went right to the boy and rubbed her head against his still-moving hands, purring loud enough to drown out the tremors.

Rose giggled, "She likes you," she said, forgetting the danger for the moment, "Her name is Bush. I'm Rose."

Unsure if she had been able to understand him, he pulled down the cloth that covered his mouth and mouthed his name while signing it. "I'm K-I-R-U-X!" he eagerly informed her. Then he went back to petting Bush, because it felt nice feeling a purr underneath his hand.

Bush leaned into his hand, purring louder, if possible.

Rose mouthed the name, trying to figure out exactly what he was saying.

"Kir..." she sounded out the letters she vaguely recognized, "Kir-something?" She was trying, but she wasn't very good at reading lips.