• Please read the description first. This is a bit different than what I'd usually write.

    Zadie woke up. Another normal day is ahead. She just got up and went for the freezer. She NEEDED some icecream. Icecream is her greatest pleasure. Icecream is yummy, delicious, so beautifully elegant. Zadie needed it.
    But Zadie never got her daily icecream that day. Her father was in the kitchen.

    "Dad, can I have some Icy Creamy?" Zadie asked in her little girl voice.
    "I'm tired of you having icecream for breakfast, Zadie. You're fifteen. You need a WHOLESOME breakfast today." Her father replied.
    "Okay, what's the special occasion THIS time" Zadie questioned sarcasticly.
    "I know you like to act. I met this guy at the restraunt yesterday, and he says he needs a young virgin to act the leading part of a play, so I suggested you. He guessed your name and everything! You got the part. First practice is today at two. That's in five hours. You HAVE to be there." Her father explained.
    "But I don't WANNA!" Zadie whined in a very obnoxious raspy voice.
    "You'll get TWO bowls of icecream for breakie tomorrow..." Her father bribed.
    "Ooooh! Yaaayy! I'll do it daddy!" Zadie shouted excitedly.
    "Can you turn down the volume down there? I'm trying to sleep." Zadie's mother shouted down, echoing through the tiny house.

    Later...

    "Kay, this play is about a young girl who is being chased by assassins. Read the script, practice your parts, we'll try scene one in an hour. Get started people! Oh yeah, Zadie, call me Ricky." The play director said. Zadie got the lead role, Elicia Victorasone, a girl who was going to inherit a large fortune, and is being chased by assassins hired to kill her by her younger brother, who wants the fortune.

    The first day went by smoothly.
    "So brother," Zadie acted, "Since mother and father are gone, and I'm the oldest one alive now, I will inherit the fortune left for us."
    "Sure. Could change, though." A boy named Jack acted.
    "Okay, cut! Perfect! That's a wrap, people! Come back tomorrow! Zadie, can I have a word with you?" Ricky asked.
    "Umm... Sure?" Zadie agreed unsurely. They went to a coffee shop nearby.
    "So, your father told me about your acting skills, and I KNEW you'd be perfect for the part! Zadie, you are a STAR! You WILL stay in the play until final recital is over." Ricky ranted.
    "What happens after final recital?" Zadie asked.
    "Trust me. By then you're breath will be taken away forever. This play will be SO realistic!" He continued, ignoring her question.
    "Ummm... Yeah, there's my mom. Gotta go now Mr. Ricky!" Zadie said in a rush, and ran away as fast as she could. She didn't like the way he said her breath would be taken away forever...

    After a week of practicing and reading the script over and over, Zadie knew what was up. The main character, Elicia, is supposed to die in the play. Ricky said that the play would be SO realistic, AND that her breath would be taken away forever. No wonder he ignored her question of "What happens after". There wouldn't BE an 'after' for her. This is a scam designed to kill her for real.

    She arrived at the theater early to confront Ricky and tell her that she knew his plans. But everyone was there, ready to act, Ricky had just started yelling at her for being late, the 'audience' was getting impatient, and she wasn't in her costume. She quickly got changed into her costume, a lovely maroon dress of fine silk, although it looked like it was pre-stained with a red liquid, supposedly fruit punch. Zadie knew it was blood. Her lucious redish-brown hair matched it perfectly. The play began.

    The middle of the play was "skipped" because some of the important actors didn't show up for their parts. The scene where Elicia was to be assassinated was next. To Zadie's horror, this wouldn't be found out of because she figured out there was no audience. The bit where she was to be trapped in an alleyway came, she followed orders and acted out the way she was supposed to. Then came the death part. One of the assassins had no hesitation to shooting her with a tranquilizer gun. She slowly blacked out.

    When she woke up she was in a house, she didn't know whose it was. She noticed that she was still in her costume, and that her requirements for the costume to look perfect were to wear no undergarments. She then realized the horrible truth: She was in Ricky's house. It all made sense. He needed a virgin for the play. There was no audience to witness it. She knew his REAL plans: He was going to rape and murder her. She then just noticed that she was tied up. Not the legs, though. She silently cried. She wanted it to either stop or end quickly...

    Ricky entered the room, in a bathrobe. He knew she knew. She knew he knew she knew. He walked up to her slowly...


    Relax-o-vision is covering the naughty bits in this story. whee

    Zadie failed to stop him...