It's Always the Dog
~Chapter 1(Prologue)~
Tap Tap Tap SLAM
“Finally!” A late teenage looking girl exclaims throwing her hands up into the air with a flourish after typing the last pieces of her sentence and slamming her small black laptop closed....and then she lost her balance and fell back first to the carpeted floor of her bedroom, bringing her chair and laptop with her. The laptop even smacked her on the nose on the way down.
“Ugh…” A large and fluffy mass of mostly white fur splashed with light brown puddles bounds up to her face and starts licking it all over.The clearish white slobber is spread all over her and it smells… a lot.
“Dex! Stop it!” She yells trying to get her damned dog to stop spreading his slobber all over her pale face and dark red curly hair that reaches the middle of her back in a messy way.
As she is still getting attacked by the fluffy monster that is her dog she hears her bedroom door open. Then a low laugh sounds through the room and the girl swears it even echos back at her over and over again.
“Don’t just stand there and laugh at me! Shut your mouth and help me! Brother, please, don’t let me die like this!” She pleads with her bright emerald green eyes reaching with her hands up towards him for help.
A man with short and curly dark brown hair walks into the room, still laughing at her with his dark brown eyes. “As you wish.” He grabs the girl’s hands and pulls her up quickly… he then proceeds to throw her on her full bed that is draped in various shades of purple, from square pillows to large blankets that drag on the white carpeted floor. She lands with a quiet “Omph”
“Ass,” She smiles up at him after she settles down, scooching over a bit to give him room to sit down.
“Bitch,” He grins in reply, plopping himself down next to her with a small bounce, “What's up?”
“I just finished that stupid project for the stupid AP class. Why are they so evil to me?” She frowns down at her innocent looking laptop still on the floor.
“Cause you're just not loved.”
“Ouch,” She makes a weird motion to her heart, “you make me feel pain here...where I'm supposed to have a heart.”
“Keep telling yourself that, Ella.”
“What, that I don’t have a heart?” She lightly punches his shoulder.
“Also don’t forget your non existent soul, dear sister… or THIS!”
The guy throws himself over Ella’s midsection and legs.
“NO! Don’t!” She desperately tries to plead with him fearing the evil that comes next.
He reaches his large hands out and attacks her side with wiggling fingers mercilessly.
“AHAHAHA STAHHP! PLEASE I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE. MERCY!” She begs desperately trying to wiggle out from underneath his larger body to escape her torture.
"Their shall be no mercy!" He exclaims.
After a few minutes of loud laughter and please for mercy he stops tickling Ella and rolls off her and over onto his back next to her breathing with slightly deeper breathes.
“...You have a real strong kick sis.”
She turns her head slightly and grins wickedly at him, “I know.” she says smugly.
After a few minutes of deep breathing and peaceful silence, Ella quickly throws herself up and runs into her closet, “I finally got my game back from Aaron! It’s been awhile do you want to play it?” She asks bending over and digging into a plastic back. She pulls out a slightly worn but obviously well preserved game case.
“We play together,” He says, rolling of the bed and onto the soft carpet.
“Woo! We should play as-”
“We’re playing as a qunari.”
“But-”
“Qunari.”
“...Fine, but you’re buying dinner!”
“Already did, the pizza should be here in about 20 minutes.”
Ellas throws herself to the ground, wraps arms around the guy, and pulls him into a tight friendly hug, “I love you so much!”
“Yeah, Yeah. Start the game already...DEX! Stop eating that controller!” He says pointing his finger straight at Dex who only glances up briefly and then goes back to destroying his new toy.
Ella sighs and goes to grab a different controller. ‘Stupid dog, always eating my controllers...they cost me money damn it!’
`~A few hours later~
“There! Qunari mage created.” Ella grins, a piece of ham and bacon pizza in hand with a big messy bite taken out of the side of it “what should we name him?”
“Hodor,” the guy says without hesitation as he licks his fingers clean of red sauce.
“No.” She takes another bite of her tasty pizza.
“Sam” Swallow.
“To generic, and boring” Bite
“Terminator: the master of life” Swallow
“...really?” Ella looks at him like he’s stupid...while she holds her piece of melty cheese pizza comically close to her open mouth, “How about just terminator?”
“Naw, not nearly cool enough”
Ella sighs, finishing her pizza and putting her hand to her head, “...what about Jarad?”
“Sure, even if it is a bit too close to my name.”
“YES! Besides Jared is a good name.”
“Keep thinking that.”
“I will!”
“Just hit the damn play button already,” Jared says making a rude gesture with his hand.
“Ok, ok,” Ella laughs then turns to the screen, she presses play…
And…
…
…
Nothing happens.
“Is it broken? Did that bastard break my game! He's in for a-”
Suddenly a bang of loud thunder sounds throughout the room.
The dog jumps up and knocks into the table causing the game system to come crashing to the floor, much like its old laptop buddy still sitting on the floor in Ella’s room.
The screen goes black.
“Aw, come on! What the-” And then so does Ella and Jared’s world.
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Ella wakes up feeling a pounding in her head and really cold, except for the feel of a warm presence at her back. ‘Shit, did Jared get me drunk? He could have at least put a blanket around me, that bastard! I can’t even open my eyes.’
After a few more vain attempts to open her eyes, Ella finally gets one of them to open slightly, and she takes a look around. All she sees is stone, it’s cold and colored a dark grey with a slightly green light bouncing of some parts of the walls.
‘Wait? Green light. Where is it coming from?’
Ella tries to move her neck but is stopped by a sudden sharp pain appearing in her lower neck, so she stops. She groans lowly and tries again, and again, and again. ‘Can’t do anything if I don’t even know where I am.’
Finally able to turn her head down a bit she sees two hands, and both are glowing a bright crackling green.
Then she realizes something else, one of the hand belongs to her, and the other to a giant man attached to her back by rope.
‘Holy Shit! I’ve been kidnapped!’
“The knife ear is awake!” Ella hears a voice call, “Get the seeker!” A blunt object slams deeply into the back of her skull.
Then Ella, once again, knows no more.
~somewhere else~
An all white wolf with light brownish/red eyes tries to stand up on his legs, and falls face down in the snow. It tries a few more times before he is able to walk with a wobble slightly before falling down again. It sits up on its legs and lets loose a loud howl into the night. The wolf is lost and wants his dearest mistress back by his side.
A small black piece of cloth peaks up from his fluffy white neck that has the name DEXTER sown on in an off-white color.
The howl sounds again, but still receives no answer in return.