Young Writers Society

Lucas stared into the eyes of the Dark lord. They were redder than fire, they stood out against the gray horizon. He held is sword ready. He's going to pay for everything he's put me through!

"Lucas... We meet at last!" Said the Dark Lord. "Do you think your ready?"

"Yes-" Lucas started, when suddenly, a cracking sound echoed through the land.

"What's happening?" Hissed the Dark Lord.

An old man with a crystal ball ran by. "Just as I predicted... The Fourth Wall is falling."

"Huh?" Lucas asked, but the old man ran by. He looked back at the Dark Lord, but he was a second to late, the Dark Lord slashed his cheek. 

"Gah!" Lucas shouted. He clumsily through a hit at the Dark Lord again. Fury burning within him. He was going to win this!

James, this is for you! Lucas stabbed at the Dark Lord with all his might, the Dark Lord blocked just in time, they both fell backward and hit the ground.

"Uh!"

Crack!

Lucas gasped as a crack appeared in the sky, words appeared behind it.

Another thundering sound echoed through the land. But it didn't end there, a young voice, louder then a hurricane spoke.

"'Lucas stared at the sky in shock.' Where on earth is the author going with this?" The voice said.

"What the..." The Dark Lord watched as the rest of the sky fell away, revealing hundreds, if not thousands of words in its place, and slowly, a girl could be seen behind them. Lucas jumped back in shock when the girl repeated what the Dark Lord said. He looked back over at him, the Dark Lord looked back.

"We're not real, are we?" Lucas asked.

" 'We're not real, are we' Lucas asked. panic rising in him. how? How could this be?'" The girl echoed.

The Dark Lord stood up. "Of course we are, we're just from another dimension. Now that that silly fourth wall has fallen, I know what the author planned for us." The Dark Lord said, ignoring the girls echoes.

"For me to kill you?" Lucas asked.

"No." The Dark Lord grinned at Lucas.

"'Lucas frowned at him, confused, until the girl read the next sentence.' Wait? What? No. Don't even think about it." The voice said. "I refuse to read it."

"Then I'll say it." The Dark Lord said. He took a deep breath before he began to sing. "Fly, fly, through the sky, escape the binds of this book. Escape the pages, be free, and fly, break out of your cages." Lucas smiled. He looked up and saw the girl frown. He felt himself fading, until darkness surrounded him. But it didn't last long, slowly, the world came into view again. The girls room appeared, and so did all Lucas's friends, family, and opponents. The girl stared at them in shock. Then she looked up (Right at you, reader) And said,

"Ok, this is a short story, isn't it? This is too unrealistic to be real life. So, I guess, bye reader?" The girl said. She nudged Lucas.

"Oh, right. Bye!" He shouted. "You mean, the author never planned for us to escape?" He whispered to the Dark Lord. He shrugged. "Well, she sure trolled us!"

"Bye, everyone, and happy reading!" Everyone shouts, right before the end appears.

"Ah, come on, does it have to end?"