hot_rod:

The next thing Stevie knew, she was on a bike.  But it wasn't like any one she could remember having been on before.  The design and feel of it was entirely different, maybe a little like something her mother or not-the-mama would have come up with if they'd been into designing motorcycles instead of suits of armor.

And everything else, well, it kinda looked like that movie with Jeff Bridges, come to think of it.

"What the heck?"

super_wren:

After the bright flash of light Aine found herself standing on a marble bridge at night. The bridge was suspended over a sea of steel spikes and the ends of the bridges were sealed with massive iron gates. The moon was full and big and bright in the cloud less sight making things fairly visible.

Only after she caught her barrings did Aine notice that across from her facing her on the bridge was another person who looked like they were getting ready for a fight.

"Hey what's going on here," Aine called out to the figure. She didn't know what had happened to the others or where they were and that worried her not that she had any idea where she was or what had happened to her either.