Ellen's stomach turned to Xert's voice. She turned to him slowly."then.drive.it" s he said meaner then she meant.
Ellen found the shipcontrols and did her best to lead the ship toward wesly and eden." Why is this hard?"
(whose flying the ship?)
Ellen saw the ship and stared in disbeleif. "It s a miracle."she sighed. She ran to it, and went on. Once in she ran to see who was controling. "we gotta go get Wesly and And that girl Eden" she excl ai med. As much as she didnt like Wesly, she didnt want anypne to die.
Ellen tripped and slashed at heartless around. "dont you have somesort of ship?" She yelled to Sora. She could hear her heartbeat in her ears and her body was shaking.
Ellen screamed as the heartless appeared with the Zombies. She ran ahead to the keyhole, afraid to turn back. "How do we escape?" She yelled out loud for anyone to answer.
Ellen felt her sword urge to valerie once she did her magic, and she stopped in her tracks. She was very tired now. She then saw sora and Riku pass her up. She sighed and ran behind them and Alphonse up ahead.
Ellen kept her chase, stopping only to kill a zombie near her. She screamed as one grabbed her ankle, it was sprouting from the ground. She kicked it in the face,but it clinged to her. She then slashed her blade at it and the zombie turned to ash. Her blade released what seemed to be just smoke or steam. Ellen looked head past Alphonse and saw Wesly and a woman. She carried on. "Sora!" She yelled. " You gotta go ahead to the keyhole"
(make them look like heartless are we XD)
Ellen stood back, watching Glen and Alphonse. "Try to reason with him. We cant always fight!" Ellen groaned. Being bit of a hippy she hated fighting. She stomped a foor and the grass at her feet grew. "I hate fights"
"At least he saved Glen" Ellen sighed. She found herself not losing stamina as easily as she would, instead her blade pumped energy in. It felt like energy stored for thousands of years. She threw her blade at Alphonse's arm, cutting him slightly. Her blade came back to her hand, making her stumble back slightly. But she kept following. " Alphonse! Come back to us!"a
Ellen frowned and backed away. But she coukdnt take much more the darkness. It was a disgusting thing. She hated it.Hates it. She found she yearned for grass,something gree. And her blade did as well, grass formed under undernearh her and small sprouts of flowers grew. She followed Al not wanting him to get too sucked into thhe darkness and the grass grew with every step she took under her foot."Al!" She yelled.
" I was sleep wal--ALPHONSE!" Ellen quickly ranto him. She gripped her blade's hilt and swung at at one of the defected clones.
Ellen saw Glen's portal and sighed in relief, seeing he and Alphone. She was happy they were there to help. She already was sickened by the zombies. And her sword didnt seem to like them wither, it shocking jer.
I forgot were I was suppose to go XD
Ellen found she would have to fight. She went at the closest, her blade aiming itself for it's head already. The blade glowed slightly and the Zombie yelled falling to the ground. Ellen felt her sword release something like smoke and urge for another zombie. " I think my sword likes to kill undead things." Ellen grimaced.
" Eden?"Ellen was confused. But afraid of the other millions of Undead.
Ellen saw one Zombie stand still and squinted. "Something is happening to that one." She then grabbed her blade, ignoring it's shocks. " leave it." she and a voic in her head said. She said it becase she was afraid of it, but the voice seemed to be fine with whatever it was or gonna do.
Ellen then remembered multiple movies and games. " I vote running" But once she said that, her blade shocked her once more. She cursed aloud dropped her blade. "we should run!" Ellen groaned.
( Lol. I loved that movie, kinda sad it was his son who died.) BIC: Ellen backed away, but her sword urged forward. "guys we gotta run. Isnt it hard to kill the dead ?" Ellen panicked. She got clammy and her body shook with fear. It was like she saw a heartless for the first time all over again.
