Teenage Chronicle Part 34

Welcome to Part 34 of Teenage Chronicle! Im so sorry that it took me forever to make this quiz! News: Im going to be starting another series and make sure to check out my mash up w/ xxblutixx, called Infusion (:

Descriptions- Alex: Blonde hair & Blue eyes. Josh: Black hair & Green eyes. Calisto: Brown hair & Blue eyes. Jake: Golden-Blonde hair & Clear, crystal Blue eyes. Patch: Black hair, & Dark Brown eyes. Adam: Brown hair, and Emerald Green eyes. Jack: Dark Brown hair, and Turquoise eye.

Created by: TheRecklessBam

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Our "When Will I Die" Quiz?

  1. What is your age?
  2. What is your gender?
  1. "____, catch!" I heard Alex yell from about 10 feet away. I didn't have time to thing and the disc whizzed back my head behind me. "Holy crap you could've decapitated me!" I scowled at Alex. "Sorry," He apologized. I turned around and groaned. The disc had flew into the small woods surrounding the hiking path. "I'll go get it." I shouted back at them and continued into the woods. It was dark and creepy but I ignored the feelings it gave me. I walked in about five feet and spotted the disc. "____." I heard something whisper my name from somewhere from the depths of the woods. My body went cold and goosebumps broke out over my skin. I slowly walked to the disc and just as I was about to grab it, something grabbed me from behind.
  2. "Don't move." I heard a female voice say from behind me. Someone other then the woman was with us. It was holding me in its grip, covering my mouth so I couldn't yell for help. "____ ehats taking you so long?" I heard Alex yell for afar. "Tell him your fine you just have to find the disc." The woman hissed. "and if you say anything else, well, you're going to be in big trouble." He cackled. The person holding me removed their hand. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I didnt want to take any chances but since all the guys were here I could easily escape. "Now." She nudged my back. "HELP ME!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. "You stupid girl!" The woman hissed and I felt the hand cover my mouth once again. Except this time he had a cloth, it smelled funny. "_____?!" I heard the guys trying to find me. The person holding me began to walk in the opposite direction and my vision began to blur.
  3. ** My eyes felt heavy as I opened them slowly. I couldn't see anything because it was so dark. The air smelled of dirt and rusted metal. I felt the area around me. I was laying on a concrete floor, and I remembered what had happened. I saw light flash into the room and looked up to see a girl standing in front of the door. It was to dark to see her face, but I could see the outline of her body. "You have no idea how happy I am to see you in my cellar." The voice sounded familiar. "Take her out." The girl snapped. A moment later two men walked into the room and picked me up. "I can walk you know." I growled as they carried me out of the room. One of them just grumbled. I was brought into a small room that had a jail cell. The men threw me into the cell and I landed on my butt. I looked up as one of the men locked the door. My eyes widened and the blood in my veins began to boil. Suddenly I was full of anger and hatred. My eyes flashed to gold as I stared at Cyndonia with all of the hate inside of me.
  4. "Thought I was gone?" She said staring at me. There was something different about her. The way she talked, she had an accent. A British one. "Why am I here?" I growled at her. I had never hated someone so much in my life. Well, I've never hated one in general, until I met her. I thought Cydonia was gone for good. I didn't have my powers so I had no idea why she has me. "I have a bit of a deal with your friend patch." She said walking over to the bars. I stared at her. "Patch? What does Patch have to do with anything?" She smirked down at me. "You really don't know much about your friend do you?" "Patch doesn't even know you." I snapped at her. She let out an amused laugh. "I've know him a lot longer then you have." I didn't say anything in return. "In fact, he use to be an alley of mine, that was before he decided to leave the Nephilim." She dragged a chair over in front of the cell and sat down.
  5. I was still sitting down on the cool cement floor. The cell wasn't to big, it had a bed and a chair sitting in the corner. I had nowhere else to go so I sat on the bed which felt like sitting on stiff cardboard. Cydonia sat on the chair staring at me. I don't know why she was but I stared back at her not letting any emotion take over the anger and hatred. I had lost my parents because of her. I had done nothing to her, absolutely nothing. "So Patch hasn't told you much," she waited for a response but I said nothing. "fine, I'll tell you myself." She said and leaned back in her chair. "I met patch a few years back when he was still with the nephilim. We met when I caught him trying to make his first attempt in escaping." She stopped and stared at her legs, which were crossed. "He knew things most people didn't. Knew how to manipulate them, and how to get under there skin. He was good at getting what he wanted." She laughed at looked at me. "He still does."
  6. "Whats that suppose to mean?" I hissed at her. "Its suppose to mean don't trust patch. He's good at using people, lying, and getting what he wants." She snapped in a serious tone. She sounded like she was trying to warn me, to protect me from Patch. The only one I needed protection from, was her. "Your just saying this because your trying to get me to turn again him." I stood up and stared at her. My eyes were illuminating gold and my skin was about to penetrate the whole room with the blood boiling inside of me. I was growing angrier by the minute. She kidnaps me, locks me in a cell, and tried to turn my against by own friend by feeding me lies.
  7. "Im telling you this because he used me the same way hes using you!" She also stood up and was yelling. "So what you kidnapped me so you could save me and warn me off from Patch? He's not the one who killed my parents!" I raged out at her. My temper was fuming and my skin was burning. She sight and shook her head. "You don't understand! Erika has complete power over everyone who's her damn slave." She said in a low voice. "Now your trying to make me feel sorry for you." I scoffed in disbelief. She looked at me. "You have no idea what its like to leave your own family and become a slave of the craziest woman alive." She said looking at me straight in the eye. I felt a shiver go down my spine. I had a feeling she was telling the truth but I didn't want to believe her. She didn't deserve my pity.
  8. I grew curious. "What do you mean she has complete control over everyone?" I asked. "One your her 'minion' she has complete control over you, as in she can use your body to disguise herself, make you do stuff no matter what. She wants it, we do it." Cyndonia explained. "Use your body?" I repeated. "She can go into us and has complete control over us. Talks, moves, does the action while we just sit there and watch, not being able to do anything." She finished explained. I sat back down on the stiff bed, "why am I here then?" "Because I'm sick of being Erika's slave. I got help escaping she has no idea where I am. I know your the only one who can actually beat her. So I want to help you." She said standing up. I tapped on the iron bars trapping me, "yea I sure can see that." She stood up and unlocked it. I stared at her. "I kept you in hear because I knew you didn't trust me." She stepped aside and gestured to walk out of the cell.
  9. I walked out of the cell and to the table in the center of the room. "So you want to help me? I asked laying both my hand out on the table and leaning over to catch my breath. She walked and stood across from me. "Yes," She simply responded. I looked up at her, "Explain things to me first." "Be specific." "Patch." I sat down on the stool. Cydonia took a deep breath and sat down. "Patch, as you know, had been round for a long time. He done things no other immortal, or fallen angel would do. He's lied, deceived people, and used people." "That's not the Patch I know though." I retorted. She shook her head. "That's what he wants you to believe. In the end he only cares about himself." "How do you know this?" I asked studying her. "Because he used me the way hes using you. We met, he was nice, said he loved and cared about me. I fell in love with him and in the end he left me with a broken heart.
  10. I took a deep breath. My mind was spinning. I was confused not know what to believe. I had known Patch for almost a year now, did I really believe her? or was my own mind playing against me. "How do I know your not lying?" I stared right into her eyes, trying to find even the littlest hint of anything. "You don't." She stared right back. "Your just going to have to trust me." She added. "Okay, well let's say I do believe you. How is this helping me?" I asked. "Never trust a fallen angel. Especially one that is a rogue and is one his own, because he will do whatever it takes to get his way." She continued to stare. I felt a tightness in my stomach. "So what do I do?" I asked. "Don't trust Patch."

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