So have you ever heard of someone slipping back into the person they once were? No, well it's happening to me. I have been getting pushed from all sides and I'm getting sick of it. When I was in high school I fought back I made people regret messing with me. I sound really cruel right? If you think that is the case then fine but I wasn't. I was bullied through out most of my school life, I was the only one though who stood up to the bullies and made them back off. I wasn't a this super sweet girl, innocent yes yes I was innocent. But when I went to college I began to have a bit more to enjoy with my life and there wasn't so much worry any more. But now it's returning because of what others are saying. People, call me cruel they call me mean and they are always pointing out what is wrong with me. I know what's wrong with me why do I need a bunch of imperfect people telling me too? I just dislike it and the stupid thing it's over something that EVERY SINGLE STICKING PERSON DOES. Hmm, what's that? FORGET!!!! Hello, isn't that a common trait in EVERYONE everyone forgets things and then when someone brings it up they remember. But apparently I'm suppose to be this perfect little mind read who never ever forgets a single things and gets through it easily. If I have to then I'm going to back to my past self the one who stared people down and told them to shut up and leave me alone else I would bite, and not in the nice vampire way.
Anyways I'm done. Enjoy the rest of your day. :]
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Nevada SPCA Animal Rescue: Few seem to notice that I am a superstar.
Nevada SPCA Animal Rescue: Few seem to notice that I am a superstar.: "Bigger dogs, like Desert Rose, eagerly await daily visitors, often with wagging tails and smiles. But the truth is that most people walk ri..."
You're going to have to click the link to view the rest. I do alot of volunteer work. Just waiting for my chance to finish my second book which, surprise, surprise is based all around wolves. I love dogs and it has grown harder to work at the shelters when I really want to take home a beautiful dog such as this beauty. I really want her Desert Rose is beautiful and a total sweetheart. I met her once and instantly fell in love with her. I have a soft spot for my big dogs. All though I like small dogs as well having a companion who I can easily pet is a lot nicer then one I have to pick up. Plus I want a dog who can tough it up in the Sierra's. I love to volunteer I enjoy being able to work around people who care about others and the animals. I just enjoy knowing that there are still people out there who have big hearts. It's interesting because all the shelters have a tiny bit of competition going on but for the most part are desiring for a dog to get a good home. I really enjoy it. And I can tell you that dogs are absolutely wonderful pets. Cats are too but I'm really missing having a good old puppy dog with me right now. :')
“Oh, you’ll love it this year we have more people who moved in just recently,” said Susan, Ana’s sister.
“Whatever,” said Ana. Her parents had forced her into going when she was going to the Goth Fest in Nevada, but they said that she deserved quality time with her sister. Her sister was forty and she, Ana, was only twenty.
“I must warn you though,” said her sister her tone serious now, “We have some new neighbors who have a corn maze. Now their not too welcoming yet, so I suggest that you don’t go anywhere near them. The sheriff had many strange reports on them.”
Ana just rolled her eyes and continued to stare out the window. What would she be doing in a corn maze? Her niece was already getting married and she wished that she had a man of her own, not wanting to come for that reason. She looked out as they passed an evil looking scarecrow. Maybe it won’t be so boring after all, thought Ana.
The car rolled into the drive way and Ana jumped out. She saw huge stalks of corn behind their fence and just smiled. They walked up to the house and entered. Ana was greeted by her niece and three nephews. She smiled at the youngest one. Stephen he was only twelve and was easy to scare. The second youngest was Jeff he had braces and thick glasses he was the smart one. Then the oldest boy was Jared, his bushy dirty blond hair was hidden under a straw hat. In addition, Emily her brown hair and brown eyes were very pronounced.
“Ana, it’s good to see you,” said Emily wrapping her arms around Ana.
“Em,” came a voice form the kitchen. A strange guy with black hair and dark skin walked in and kissed Emily. Ana took him to be George. He looked to be American-Indian.
“Okay, don’t forget there are little ones,” said Ana pointing to her nephews.
George and Emily pulled away and blushed. Not very brave I see, thought Ana.
“Well, Emily you and George are in charge while me and Jack go to the town meeting. The twelfth death this year it is getting serious,” said Susan as she closed the door behind her.
Ana pondered what would make so many deaths but decided not to ask. She turned around and looked at Emily and George with real intent.
“Hey,” she said loud enough for them all to turn and look at her, “Why don’t we go to that corn maze behind the house. I heard its suppose to have a party in the middle.”
“There ain’t no party there,” said George, looking worried, “besides I would have heard.”
“Well, Susan said there was and told me that if I told you guys first she and Jack could get a little alone time,” Ana had a sweet innocent look on her face.
“Oh, George lets go it will be fun,” said Emily faltering first. Bingo, thought Ana, Emily would have fallen first.
George agreed and they headed out side the full moon made things even better. Ana told stories about werewolves and how they like the country best because of its open land. She told them that she was safe and they were doomed to being turned into werewolves. Jeff protested but still he looked as if he would have a fit. Stephen was shaking all over and Jared kept on checking behind them to make sure no one was following. Even George had a slight look of horror written on his face. Emily was pretending to be scared but she had a slight smile on her face.
They entered the corn maze and fell into a dense forest of stalks and leaves. Ana just smiled as Stephen began to cry and Jeff was shaking and his neck hair standing on end. Jared was looking around in horror. And George was holding tight to Emily’s hand. They started into the forest. Ana soon lost sight of them and began to wander. She heard footsteps but they were more like a large dog walking. She froze and looked around a howl went out and she felt her feet stay firm to the ground.
“Ha, Ha, you guys nice try,” shouted Ana.
“We didn’t do anything,” they shouted back sounding sincerely confused.
Ana looked behind her as she heard a growl. A huge wolf stood on his two hind legs was staring down at her in excitement. Ana let out a blood curdling scream she heard the others scream for help and heard crashing of stalks. Ana couldn’t move she was frozen she felt her throat block out the air and she began to hyperventilate. Then swiftly the wolf bit her. She screamed as he ran off, she continued to scream and scream. Soon George had his arms wrapped around her but she wouldn’t shut up. That was no wolf she knew that it was a werewolf.
They were standing outside the cornfield her nephews shaking all over as George tended to the bite. Ana knew that it wouldn’t matter she was stuck and doomed to become a werewolf. Her body throbbed to change but she fought. Every now and then she turned and threw up. Her throat was sore and her stomach was lurching. Her whole body was screaming for her to change.
“How did you get bit,” asked Emily as she watched her fiancé wrap her arm.
“I was…lost and saw…a huge dog and…he bit…me,” Ana panted. That’s true whether he was mythical or not, thought Ana.
Ana screamed and curled up on the ground her body lurched and she coughed up blood as she continued to scream. Her nieces fiancé told her to call 911. Ana begged for the sun to come up and ease away her pain. She couldn’t believe how well she was able to control her transformation. She felt her heart thump hard against her rib-cage and felt as if it had cracked. She held tight to keep her form as her bones grew and shrunk. She wished for it to end and then it did.
Ana opened her eyes and stared at the rising sun. She gasped in deep breaths as her heart returned to a normal pace. Her body stopped throbbing to change into a werewolf. You did it, you made yourself not change into a werewolf, Ana thought, but was it real? An ambulance rushed into the drive way and paramedics rushed over to her. Ana sighed she must not have imagined it. She was what she was. One of the paramedics brushed her face. Ana opened her eyes to a young man her age his dark hair and deep blue eyes spoke of comfort for her. He examined her and then noticed the bandage on her arm. He removed it to discover the gashes from the bite. But when he looked back at her he seemed to know everything.
“She got bit by a dog in the corn maze,” explained Emily to the other paramedic.
“She could have rabies,” said the paramedic talking to Emily.
“It isn’t rabies, John,” said the paramedic tending to Ana.
“Don’t be absurd Jake she has to have rabies the symptoms they said point to it,” said John as he rolled his sleeves.
“No, she’s fine she just was having a fit that’s all but I would like to come by every day at one and five,” said Jake as he looked down at her, “And I would like to come by on every full moon and stay all night with her to be sure all will be well.”
Emily agreed and the two men left. Ana sat on the ground staring at her shaking hands. She got up and rushed back into the cornfield terrified. She fell down on the ground as soon as she was unable to hear the others cry for her.
“Well, well look a ‘ere, the little misses from last night.” Ana turned her head up to a man with pointed ears and razor sharp teeth. He had more hair than usual and had a weird gleam in his eyes.
“How, but the only way you could was if you were the-,” Ana froze as she saw the dry blood on his chest.
“Of course I am that werewolf,” he said picking Ana up off the ground by her neck, “You are now one of us and you have no choice but to join if you don’t then I will kill your family.”
Ana pulled at his arm her head feeling clogged from the loss of oxygen to her lungs. She nodded her head hoping for him to drop her and let her go. She fell to the ground.
“That be fair warning,” he said as he ran back into the cornfield like a wolf.
Ana could not bear it she curled up on the ground and began to cry she cried and cried until she finally fell asleep.
***
Ana laid stiff in bed. Last night was a horror movie all of its own. She turned over as the fresh tears flooded her vision. She got up out of bed and opened her window determined to jump out. This was what she had to do. She jumped out landing firmly on her feet. She looked around. It was amazing a two story jump and she was unharmed? She decided to run off into the woods out back.
“I can’t believe this is it, I can never return home I’m stuck here to suffer,” said Ana as she jumped into the river.
“ANA!”
“What?” Ana looked around and saw Jake looking for her.
“ANA! COME BACK, PLEASE!”
Ana didn’t know why he couldn’t see her when she could so clearly see him. She waded out but it would have been better to just jump in and drown. Ana shook her head. She shouldn’t say such things she would escape. Ana went to turn but crashed over a rock and screamed. She stared down at her ripped pant leg with fresh blood spilling over it. Jake rushed over to her.
“Ana,” said Jake as he looked at her to never run away again, “You’re hurt.”
Ana pulled her leg away. But screamed when the wound stretched more.
“Don’t do that! Let me take care of this,” said Jake as he pulled out a small first-aid kit. He worked on her wound as Ana stared out at the forest.
“You really are afraid aren’t you,” said Jake as he tied the bandage off.
“Yes, wouldn’t you knowing your life has completely changed,” she looked at him and he looked up at her. She felt her heart beat a little faster when she saw the hurt look in his eyes.
“Of course, I do,” said Jake as he picked her up, “I think I understand more of your pain than anyone else does.”
Ana kept her mouth shut after that. He gathered her up in his arms and headed back to the house.
“Why? I’m trash, I deserve this punishment. I don’t want anyones help, I already proved how worthless I am,” Ana, said as tears came back.
“Stop it. Ana, your not trash, okay look you don’t want help that’s fine I’m just doing though what a man should do. Can you at least allow that?” He looked at her.
“Why are you saying such things?” Ana said, tears escaping like never before, “I don’t deserve this type of kindness I’m dark and cold-blooded. You should hate me!”
“How can I hate you when I don’t know you?”
“YOU JUST SHOULD!”
Jake stopped walking and looked at Ana.
“Than you should hate me as well,” he said looking at her, “I may not seem it right now but I like the dark and love cold and scary things. I MAY KNOW MORE ABOUT YOU THEN YOU REALIZE!!!!”
Ana stared at him his cheeks were flushed and his eyes had tears beginning in them. He was shaking as well. She turned away.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered.
Jake sighed before going on back to her place.
You're going to have to click the link to view the rest. I do alot of volunteer work. Just waiting for my chance to finish my second book which, surprise, surprise is based all around wolves. I love dogs and it has grown harder to work at the shelters when I really want to take home a beautiful dog such as this beauty. I really want her Desert Rose is beautiful and a total sweetheart. I met her once and instantly fell in love with her. I have a soft spot for my big dogs. All though I like small dogs as well having a companion who I can easily pet is a lot nicer then one I have to pick up. Plus I want a dog who can tough it up in the Sierra's. I love to volunteer I enjoy being able to work around people who care about others and the animals. I just enjoy knowing that there are still people out there who have big hearts. It's interesting because all the shelters have a tiny bit of competition going on but for the most part are desiring for a dog to get a good home. I really enjoy it. And I can tell you that dogs are absolutely wonderful pets. Cats are too but I'm really missing having a good old puppy dog with me right now. :')
“Oh, you’ll love it this year we have more people who moved in just recently,” said Susan, Ana’s sister.
“Whatever,” said Ana. Her parents had forced her into going when she was going to the Goth Fest in Nevada, but they said that she deserved quality time with her sister. Her sister was forty and she, Ana, was only twenty.
“I must warn you though,” said her sister her tone serious now, “We have some new neighbors who have a corn maze. Now their not too welcoming yet, so I suggest that you don’t go anywhere near them. The sheriff had many strange reports on them.”
Ana just rolled her eyes and continued to stare out the window. What would she be doing in a corn maze? Her niece was already getting married and she wished that she had a man of her own, not wanting to come for that reason. She looked out as they passed an evil looking scarecrow. Maybe it won’t be so boring after all, thought Ana.
The car rolled into the drive way and Ana jumped out. She saw huge stalks of corn behind their fence and just smiled. They walked up to the house and entered. Ana was greeted by her niece and three nephews. She smiled at the youngest one. Stephen he was only twelve and was easy to scare. The second youngest was Jeff he had braces and thick glasses he was the smart one. Then the oldest boy was Jared, his bushy dirty blond hair was hidden under a straw hat. In addition, Emily her brown hair and brown eyes were very pronounced.
“Ana, it’s good to see you,” said Emily wrapping her arms around Ana.
“Em,” came a voice form the kitchen. A strange guy with black hair and dark skin walked in and kissed Emily. Ana took him to be George. He looked to be American-Indian.
“Okay, don’t forget there are little ones,” said Ana pointing to her nephews.
George and Emily pulled away and blushed. Not very brave I see, thought Ana.
“Well, Emily you and George are in charge while me and Jack go to the town meeting. The twelfth death this year it is getting serious,” said Susan as she closed the door behind her.
Ana pondered what would make so many deaths but decided not to ask. She turned around and looked at Emily and George with real intent.
“Hey,” she said loud enough for them all to turn and look at her, “Why don’t we go to that corn maze behind the house. I heard its suppose to have a party in the middle.”
“There ain’t no party there,” said George, looking worried, “besides I would have heard.”
“Well, Susan said there was and told me that if I told you guys first she and Jack could get a little alone time,” Ana had a sweet innocent look on her face.
“Oh, George lets go it will be fun,” said Emily faltering first. Bingo, thought Ana, Emily would have fallen first.
George agreed and they headed out side the full moon made things even better. Ana told stories about werewolves and how they like the country best because of its open land. She told them that she was safe and they were doomed to being turned into werewolves. Jeff protested but still he looked as if he would have a fit. Stephen was shaking all over and Jared kept on checking behind them to make sure no one was following. Even George had a slight look of horror written on his face. Emily was pretending to be scared but she had a slight smile on her face.
They entered the corn maze and fell into a dense forest of stalks and leaves. Ana just smiled as Stephen began to cry and Jeff was shaking and his neck hair standing on end. Jared was looking around in horror. And George was holding tight to Emily’s hand. They started into the forest. Ana soon lost sight of them and began to wander. She heard footsteps but they were more like a large dog walking. She froze and looked around a howl went out and she felt her feet stay firm to the ground.
“Ha, Ha, you guys nice try,” shouted Ana.
“We didn’t do anything,” they shouted back sounding sincerely confused.
Ana looked behind her as she heard a growl. A huge wolf stood on his two hind legs was staring down at her in excitement. Ana let out a blood curdling scream she heard the others scream for help and heard crashing of stalks. Ana couldn’t move she was frozen she felt her throat block out the air and she began to hyperventilate. Then swiftly the wolf bit her. She screamed as he ran off, she continued to scream and scream. Soon George had his arms wrapped around her but she wouldn’t shut up. That was no wolf she knew that it was a werewolf.
They were standing outside the cornfield her nephews shaking all over as George tended to the bite. Ana knew that it wouldn’t matter she was stuck and doomed to become a werewolf. Her body throbbed to change but she fought. Every now and then she turned and threw up. Her throat was sore and her stomach was lurching. Her whole body was screaming for her to change.
“How did you get bit,” asked Emily as she watched her fiancé wrap her arm.
“I was…lost and saw…a huge dog and…he bit…me,” Ana panted. That’s true whether he was mythical or not, thought Ana.
Ana screamed and curled up on the ground her body lurched and she coughed up blood as she continued to scream. Her nieces fiancé told her to call 911. Ana begged for the sun to come up and ease away her pain. She couldn’t believe how well she was able to control her transformation. She felt her heart thump hard against her rib-cage and felt as if it had cracked. She held tight to keep her form as her bones grew and shrunk. She wished for it to end and then it did.
Ana opened her eyes and stared at the rising sun. She gasped in deep breaths as her heart returned to a normal pace. Her body stopped throbbing to change into a werewolf. You did it, you made yourself not change into a werewolf, Ana thought, but was it real? An ambulance rushed into the drive way and paramedics rushed over to her. Ana sighed she must not have imagined it. She was what she was. One of the paramedics brushed her face. Ana opened her eyes to a young man her age his dark hair and deep blue eyes spoke of comfort for her. He examined her and then noticed the bandage on her arm. He removed it to discover the gashes from the bite. But when he looked back at her he seemed to know everything.
“She got bit by a dog in the corn maze,” explained Emily to the other paramedic.
“She could have rabies,” said the paramedic talking to Emily.
“It isn’t rabies, John,” said the paramedic tending to Ana.
“Don’t be absurd Jake she has to have rabies the symptoms they said point to it,” said John as he rolled his sleeves.
“No, she’s fine she just was having a fit that’s all but I would like to come by every day at one and five,” said Jake as he looked down at her, “And I would like to come by on every full moon and stay all night with her to be sure all will be well.”
Emily agreed and the two men left. Ana sat on the ground staring at her shaking hands. She got up and rushed back into the cornfield terrified. She fell down on the ground as soon as she was unable to hear the others cry for her.
“Well, well look a ‘ere, the little misses from last night.” Ana turned her head up to a man with pointed ears and razor sharp teeth. He had more hair than usual and had a weird gleam in his eyes.
“How, but the only way you could was if you were the-,” Ana froze as she saw the dry blood on his chest.
“Of course I am that werewolf,” he said picking Ana up off the ground by her neck, “You are now one of us and you have no choice but to join if you don’t then I will kill your family.”
Ana pulled at his arm her head feeling clogged from the loss of oxygen to her lungs. She nodded her head hoping for him to drop her and let her go. She fell to the ground.
“That be fair warning,” he said as he ran back into the cornfield like a wolf.
Ana could not bear it she curled up on the ground and began to cry she cried and cried until she finally fell asleep.
***
Ana laid stiff in bed. Last night was a horror movie all of its own. She turned over as the fresh tears flooded her vision. She got up out of bed and opened her window determined to jump out. This was what she had to do. She jumped out landing firmly on her feet. She looked around. It was amazing a two story jump and she was unharmed? She decided to run off into the woods out back.
“I can’t believe this is it, I can never return home I’m stuck here to suffer,” said Ana as she jumped into the river.
“ANA!”
“What?” Ana looked around and saw Jake looking for her.
“ANA! COME BACK, PLEASE!”
Ana didn’t know why he couldn’t see her when she could so clearly see him. She waded out but it would have been better to just jump in and drown. Ana shook her head. She shouldn’t say such things she would escape. Ana went to turn but crashed over a rock and screamed. She stared down at her ripped pant leg with fresh blood spilling over it. Jake rushed over to her.
“Ana,” said Jake as he looked at her to never run away again, “You’re hurt.”
Ana pulled her leg away. But screamed when the wound stretched more.
“Don’t do that! Let me take care of this,” said Jake as he pulled out a small first-aid kit. He worked on her wound as Ana stared out at the forest.
“You really are afraid aren’t you,” said Jake as he tied the bandage off.
“Yes, wouldn’t you knowing your life has completely changed,” she looked at him and he looked up at her. She felt her heart beat a little faster when she saw the hurt look in his eyes.
“Of course, I do,” said Jake as he picked her up, “I think I understand more of your pain than anyone else does.”
Ana kept her mouth shut after that. He gathered her up in his arms and headed back to the house.
“Why? I’m trash, I deserve this punishment. I don’t want anyones help, I already proved how worthless I am,” Ana, said as tears came back.
“Stop it. Ana, your not trash, okay look you don’t want help that’s fine I’m just doing though what a man should do. Can you at least allow that?” He looked at her.
“Why are you saying such things?” Ana said, tears escaping like never before, “I don’t deserve this type of kindness I’m dark and cold-blooded. You should hate me!”
“How can I hate you when I don’t know you?”
“YOU JUST SHOULD!”
Jake stopped walking and looked at Ana.
“Than you should hate me as well,” he said looking at her, “I may not seem it right now but I like the dark and love cold and scary things. I MAY KNOW MORE ABOUT YOU THEN YOU REALIZE!!!!”
Ana stared at him his cheeks were flushed and his eyes had tears beginning in them. He was shaking as well. She turned away.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered.
Jake sighed before going on back to her place.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Needing to remember the attackes here on American soil.
9/11 and Pearl Harbor where the two biggest attacks we had here on American soil. But 9/11 was the most frightening attack of all because it was an attack on the civilians who just lived their everyday normal lives. When I first heard about it was when me and my friends got to school. I was having a really good day. Just walked into school smiling that was when I looked to the TV in my school and saw it the first plane hitting the south tower of the World Trade Center. At first I wasn't sure if it was a movie or not but when the people started running and screaming and the camera person pointed out the second plane before it hit the north tower it all became clear this was real. My heart stopped in wonder as to if we were going to have a war happen right here on our American soil, luckily we didn't. But the school tried to keep us focused but even the teachers couldn't think straight we were just wondering and waiting. A war did happen but not the soil here in America, but I knew that it was going to happen, I saluted those soldiers who were my friends as they left for war. I always smiled at the police, firemen, and paramedics just to let them know that I was grateful that they were willing to protect us from an attack by others here in the country to those on the other side of the world. I won't deny it I'm a proud American, I am grateful to my grandpa's who were willing to serve in the wars of the past, I applaud all veterans, and I pray for the safety of the soldiers who now go to war. May we remember that we are not a nation that hides or ignores a direct attack, we are not a nation who begs for others help but helps itself. If you are offended by this I must ask why? Because being proud of the country that is free and where I have a choice is better then any where else. That is all I can say thanks for reading this.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
How dare I think anything and how dare I even think a normal thing.
Okay, rant time ON.
I really hate the fact that some people think that I am a very perverted person for thinking about the unthinkable that really everybody does now-a-days 24/7. If you don't know it deals with the birds and the bees. What's even more annoying is how there is this one guy who I'm interested in and he already has put up this whole thing that he isn't good enough for me! ARGH!!! Could you men stop judging yourselves around me about yourselves or me!? PLEASE!!??
Okay, rant time OFF.
Sorry about that but these last few days are just following up with my worst week ever, to be honest on some level that week was better then the week that I was in a hospital after the car crash I went through. Wait, car crash? Yep, car crash, it has been a total of 12 years since that time I was only ten when it happened. But aside from that it is starting to feel like it was a "much better" time then this! Maybe just because I had friends who, I don't know, ACTUALLY CARED ABOUT ME! I even had my child-hood best friend trying to get in contact with me and I had a HUGE crush on him. But he later on became a jerk and a player. I growing up was only consider by guys for two things first I would be a nice person to get to "know" (again birds and bees) OR I was just the type of girl who was the one you dated just to make people think that you are so effing kind and caring when really you aren't. So yeah, I just have liked this guy and I felt that something was going to progress for a moment than he kills it saying in his terms that "he isn't good enough and that I'll find somebody better." >:( Uh, insecure much? I mean really who said that you men could judge yourselves that quickly why not let us women say if you're good enough for us or not! Oh, and my boyfriend; who I broke up with, well because of that saying the other guy gave, I began to think "maybe I should've taken him up on his birds and the bees offer just so that maybe I would still have him."
But that thought lasted for a total of ten seconds and died. Why?? Because I am Daddy's little girl. My father passed away in that car crash and before he died he had asked me to wait until I was married before I'd learn first hand about the birdies and the beeses.
Anyways, the other problem, everyone (or at least it feels like it) thinks that I'm such a dirty minded person just because I occasionally think that talking about the birds and the bees is okay and that it isn't that bad. I don't talk about it around young kids I'm not stupid but around my friends (19 or older) I do. And there are a few who talk back to me about it. But what has become so wrong about that topic? Whatever, I'm just too rough a girl who likes to get under men's skin and tease them to no end, I guess it will be a while tell I find a guy who can handle me and maybe even get me to, I don't know, fall heads-over-heels in love with him. I'll keep you posted. Until then I am sticking with my book characters because they actually effing care about those whom they love. Thanks for reading this really long rant. I'm through here is a short story enjoy.
When I first wrote about Pantheion I was surprised because he wasn't a normal character I wrote about he had a lot of burning passion and was an intense warrior. But the character that surprised me the most was his love interest, I cried but not as much as this girl did but I (and I'm not ashamed to admit) was envious of this gentle man wiping her tears away and holding her close as she cried. I realized that Pantheion held one quality I wanted from a guy in my future.
Pantheion:
The Outer World War
Pantheion walked down the hall shadowed by the darkness. Outside cheers were erupting through out the grounds. Pantheion ignored the people and their jubilation. The threat was not gone and would not be for a long time to come. He absentmindedly took his hand and played with the single long strand of silver hair. He passed by a window were it soon was erupted with light from the fireworks. He was a startling handsome young man. His chin came into a more soft curve rather than a jutted square. His eyes were a blistering electric blue which seemed to crackle with white. All though his appearance was handsome and many women wanting him, he still refused he just wanted one who was a dear friend of his. He walked into his compartment.
He stopped when he saw someone sitting on the edge of his bed. A young woman who was normal as far as humans went she had long brown hair with blue eyes. Her skin was a beautiful shade of milky white. She turned to Pantheion and than bounded at him she grasped him tight in a hug as she shook and muffled sobs came from her buried face in his chest.
“Marin,” said Pantheion as he pulled her away to look at her eyes, “What happened?”
Marin hurriedly wiped her eyes as she tried hard to calm her breathing. She was still shaking and her knees buckled. Pantheion caught her and picked her up. He placed her on his bed. He got up and rushed into the bathroom he came back with a bowl of water and cloth and a cup.
“I’m so sorry,” said Marin as she hurriedly cleaned her face and eyes embarrassed, “But I just thought…”
Pantheion handed her the cup Marin drank down the blue drink and promptly burst into tears again. Pantheion held her close to him. She sobbed for a while until she finally got a hold of herself.
“I thought,” said Marin as Pantheion climbed in on the other side and wrapped his arms around her, “that you were killed. I don’t like it when you’re called off to fight. I sit here alone wondering whether your alright or not.”
Pantheion lifted Marins head and kissed her soundly. He had never tried this before but the urge just was strong to do it. Marin softly moaned as she allowed him to kiss her. Pantheion pulled away he felt his lips tingling from hers. He ran his hand through her hair and looked into her eyes.
“I don’t want you to fear for me,” began Pantheion as he continued to run his hand through her hair, “but the war is not over and until it is-” But he was stopped by someone kissing him back.
“I know,” said Marin as she broke the kiss, “I hope it ends soon.”
Pantheion took Marin in his arms and held her.
“So who do think really did this then?” asked Marin as she turned her head up to Patheions.
“I don’t know,” said Pantheion as he pulled his hair back, “But I know that mutant alien was not the last one. And where it came from is unknown even to the best of our scientists.”
Marin laid back against Pantheions chest as he continued to contemplate. The mystery was what or who was controlling the aliens. Suddenly the door burst open and Pantheion jumped. His companion stood at the door panting.
“How can you lay there with your girl when the enemy has revealed herself,” shouted his best friend Bane.
“Herself?” asked Pantheion as he got out of the bed.
“Yes, it is a Crystalloid,” said Bane as he led Pantheion out of the room.
They began to run with Marin close behind them. Pantheion looked out the windows that passed by and saw a woman in crystal armor staring down at the people who were running around frantically.
“Pantheion come on,” shouted his friend Bane but Pantheion was stuck staring at her. She had him caught with a thin piece of crystal string. It shimmered and Bane and Marin realized why he had stopped, they rushed to help him but he was tugged out of the window. Pantheion closed his eyes as he rushed down to his death. But instead he felt a sharp tug and blood pouring out over the wire that cut through him.
“Ah, the strongest soldier I have caught him,” said the woman who had him dangle. The wire was slowly cutting further through him, “Well, what shall I do with you?”
“Let him go,” shouted the king as he looked up at the woman, “You are wrong Pantheion is not the strongest soldier!”
“He’s not,” said the Crystalloid, she tugged the string with Pantheion on it all the way up to her. She pulled him up to her face and stared deep into his eyes, “No, he is the one who destroyed my alien.”
“Please, let him go,” said the king as he stepped forward.
“And what of this man do you plead so much for?” asked the Crystalloid.
“He is, my son!” shouted the King as he stared up at Pantheion.
“YOUR SON!” shrieked the Crystalloid in surprise.
“Yes, let him go,” said the King.
“Dad,” whispered Pantheion as he looked around at the people who were there many in shock. His identity as the Prince of this land was to be kept secret only his two friends and pretend parents knew who he really was.
“Oh, no,” said the crystalloid sneering at the king as she hoisted Pantheion over her shoulder, “I’m going to keep this great find all to my self. Do anything and trust me your beloved prince here will meet his death slowly and painfully.”
“NO!’ shouted his father. Soldiers readied their bows with arrows, but held from firing they seem afraid that they would hit him if they aimed a bit off. Pantheion was a human shield for this crystalloid.
She took off with Pantheion staring down at Marin who was screaming as well. He didn’t know what would happen now if he was a prisoner for this enemy. And he knew about the old traditions of torture.
I really hate the fact that some people think that I am a very perverted person for thinking about the unthinkable that really everybody does now-a-days 24/7. If you don't know it deals with the birds and the bees. What's even more annoying is how there is this one guy who I'm interested in and he already has put up this whole thing that he isn't good enough for me! ARGH!!! Could you men stop judging yourselves around me about yourselves or me!? PLEASE!!??
Okay, rant time OFF.
Sorry about that but these last few days are just following up with my worst week ever, to be honest on some level that week was better then the week that I was in a hospital after the car crash I went through. Wait, car crash? Yep, car crash, it has been a total of 12 years since that time I was only ten when it happened. But aside from that it is starting to feel like it was a "much better" time then this! Maybe just because I had friends who, I don't know, ACTUALLY CARED ABOUT ME! I even had my child-hood best friend trying to get in contact with me and I had a HUGE crush on him. But he later on became a jerk and a player. I growing up was only consider by guys for two things first I would be a nice person to get to "know" (again birds and bees) OR I was just the type of girl who was the one you dated just to make people think that you are so effing kind and caring when really you aren't. So yeah, I just have liked this guy and I felt that something was going to progress for a moment than he kills it saying in his terms that "he isn't good enough and that I'll find somebody better." >:( Uh, insecure much? I mean really who said that you men could judge yourselves that quickly why not let us women say if you're good enough for us or not! Oh, and my boyfriend; who I broke up with, well because of that saying the other guy gave, I began to think "maybe I should've taken him up on his birds and the bees offer just so that maybe I would still have him."
But that thought lasted for a total of ten seconds and died. Why?? Because I am Daddy's little girl. My father passed away in that car crash and before he died he had asked me to wait until I was married before I'd learn first hand about the birdies and the beeses.
Anyways, the other problem, everyone (or at least it feels like it) thinks that I'm such a dirty minded person just because I occasionally think that talking about the birds and the bees is okay and that it isn't that bad. I don't talk about it around young kids I'm not stupid but around my friends (19 or older) I do. And there are a few who talk back to me about it. But what has become so wrong about that topic? Whatever, I'm just too rough a girl who likes to get under men's skin and tease them to no end, I guess it will be a while tell I find a guy who can handle me and maybe even get me to, I don't know, fall heads-over-heels in love with him. I'll keep you posted. Until then I am sticking with my book characters because they actually effing care about those whom they love. Thanks for reading this really long rant. I'm through here is a short story enjoy.
When I first wrote about Pantheion I was surprised because he wasn't a normal character I wrote about he had a lot of burning passion and was an intense warrior. But the character that surprised me the most was his love interest, I cried but not as much as this girl did but I (and I'm not ashamed to admit) was envious of this gentle man wiping her tears away and holding her close as she cried. I realized that Pantheion held one quality I wanted from a guy in my future.
Pantheion:
The Outer World War
Pantheion walked down the hall shadowed by the darkness. Outside cheers were erupting through out the grounds. Pantheion ignored the people and their jubilation. The threat was not gone and would not be for a long time to come. He absentmindedly took his hand and played with the single long strand of silver hair. He passed by a window were it soon was erupted with light from the fireworks. He was a startling handsome young man. His chin came into a more soft curve rather than a jutted square. His eyes were a blistering electric blue which seemed to crackle with white. All though his appearance was handsome and many women wanting him, he still refused he just wanted one who was a dear friend of his. He walked into his compartment.
He stopped when he saw someone sitting on the edge of his bed. A young woman who was normal as far as humans went she had long brown hair with blue eyes. Her skin was a beautiful shade of milky white. She turned to Pantheion and than bounded at him she grasped him tight in a hug as she shook and muffled sobs came from her buried face in his chest.
“Marin,” said Pantheion as he pulled her away to look at her eyes, “What happened?”
Marin hurriedly wiped her eyes as she tried hard to calm her breathing. She was still shaking and her knees buckled. Pantheion caught her and picked her up. He placed her on his bed. He got up and rushed into the bathroom he came back with a bowl of water and cloth and a cup.
“I’m so sorry,” said Marin as she hurriedly cleaned her face and eyes embarrassed, “But I just thought…”
Pantheion handed her the cup Marin drank down the blue drink and promptly burst into tears again. Pantheion held her close to him. She sobbed for a while until she finally got a hold of herself.
“I thought,” said Marin as Pantheion climbed in on the other side and wrapped his arms around her, “that you were killed. I don’t like it when you’re called off to fight. I sit here alone wondering whether your alright or not.”
Pantheion lifted Marins head and kissed her soundly. He had never tried this before but the urge just was strong to do it. Marin softly moaned as she allowed him to kiss her. Pantheion pulled away he felt his lips tingling from hers. He ran his hand through her hair and looked into her eyes.
“I don’t want you to fear for me,” began Pantheion as he continued to run his hand through her hair, “but the war is not over and until it is-” But he was stopped by someone kissing him back.
“I know,” said Marin as she broke the kiss, “I hope it ends soon.”
Pantheion took Marin in his arms and held her.
“So who do think really did this then?” asked Marin as she turned her head up to Patheions.
“I don’t know,” said Pantheion as he pulled his hair back, “But I know that mutant alien was not the last one. And where it came from is unknown even to the best of our scientists.”
Marin laid back against Pantheions chest as he continued to contemplate. The mystery was what or who was controlling the aliens. Suddenly the door burst open and Pantheion jumped. His companion stood at the door panting.
“How can you lay there with your girl when the enemy has revealed herself,” shouted his best friend Bane.
“Herself?” asked Pantheion as he got out of the bed.
“Yes, it is a Crystalloid,” said Bane as he led Pantheion out of the room.
They began to run with Marin close behind them. Pantheion looked out the windows that passed by and saw a woman in crystal armor staring down at the people who were running around frantically.
“Pantheion come on,” shouted his friend Bane but Pantheion was stuck staring at her. She had him caught with a thin piece of crystal string. It shimmered and Bane and Marin realized why he had stopped, they rushed to help him but he was tugged out of the window. Pantheion closed his eyes as he rushed down to his death. But instead he felt a sharp tug and blood pouring out over the wire that cut through him.
“Ah, the strongest soldier I have caught him,” said the woman who had him dangle. The wire was slowly cutting further through him, “Well, what shall I do with you?”
“Let him go,” shouted the king as he looked up at the woman, “You are wrong Pantheion is not the strongest soldier!”
“He’s not,” said the Crystalloid, she tugged the string with Pantheion on it all the way up to her. She pulled him up to her face and stared deep into his eyes, “No, he is the one who destroyed my alien.”
“Please, let him go,” said the king as he stepped forward.
“And what of this man do you plead so much for?” asked the Crystalloid.
“He is, my son!” shouted the King as he stared up at Pantheion.
“YOUR SON!” shrieked the Crystalloid in surprise.
“Yes, let him go,” said the King.
“Dad,” whispered Pantheion as he looked around at the people who were there many in shock. His identity as the Prince of this land was to be kept secret only his two friends and pretend parents knew who he really was.
“Oh, no,” said the crystalloid sneering at the king as she hoisted Pantheion over her shoulder, “I’m going to keep this great find all to my self. Do anything and trust me your beloved prince here will meet his death slowly and painfully.”
“NO!’ shouted his father. Soldiers readied their bows with arrows, but held from firing they seem afraid that they would hit him if they aimed a bit off. Pantheion was a human shield for this crystalloid.
She took off with Pantheion staring down at Marin who was screaming as well. He didn’t know what would happen now if he was a prisoner for this enemy. And he knew about the old traditions of torture.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Can you stop stepping on me?
:( Well I got a boyfriend not long after broke up with him then I lost my job. But all though there was all this going on.
:) I got to hang out with a really great guy and also have a trial day this Saturday for a nanny job.
Looking at the good it is sometimes very hard to do especially when you are like some of my books characters. Another book I've been working on is called Warrior's. My main character Marylyn watches her friends be killed, wakes up while she is being operated on, and becomes something that is much more freighting and should only be left in fairy tales. Marylyn was one character that I found hard to like, she was very intense and very bold. The way her mind worked didn't follow with the other characters I was used to. Such as Darlene from another story, don't you love how many stories I have? :)
Life is tough and many times it feels better to just kill yourself and make life easier for yourself. All though I know that things are bad I also know that I can change how it is. Keep on trying life has to get better all the time no matter what. Now may I introduce you to Marylyn.
“GIVE IT BACK!” Angela shouted chasing after Jared as he held her necklace high laughing as they ran down the school hallway.
“RUN, RUN, AS FAST AS YOU CAN, YOU CAN’T CATCH ME, I’M JARED, MAN!” Shouted Jared before he was plowed hard onto the floor with Angela sitting on top of him holding her necklace in the air.
“You were saying?” Angela asked looking at the back of Jared’s head.
The classroom door swung open as Jared and Angela entered. Their friends looked up and laughed when they saw the red rub mark on Jared’s chin, cheeks, nose, and forehead.
“Another bought you two?” Luke asked kicking his feet up on the table. Flicking his red hair back, from his brown eyes.
“Oh, cut it out Luke,” said Angela resting into her pink beanbag. Her blonde tipped pink hair fell around her face, her green eyes piercing Jared, “He stole my grandmothers necklace.”
“Like I said I was just going to sell it on e-bay and see how much it’d go for!” Jared complained before he slouched into a wooden chair. He looked at the chess board in front of him where a girl who had dyed her hair silver stared at her black pieces. Jared moved his left knight to the right.
“Either way you’re both noisy,” said Crystal before she moved a pawn two spaces. She sighed looking at Jared flip his brown hair around only jabbing it in his grey eyes and crying.
“You know it seems like we can never have silence,” said Marylyn, flipping through her manga.
“Well, I guess that’s why I joined,” said Mark who flipped through an Edgar Allen Poe book. He looked at Marylyn admiring her brown hair, and quiet blue speckled green eyes.
“Yeah right Mark you joined because of Marylyn,” teased Katie who held a DS in her hands. She smirked at Mark who stared at her with his dark brown eyes, his black striped red hair.
“I don’t know Katie,” said George who held a Wii controller, “I think most of us guys joined to get closer to girls.” He finished tucking a hand under Katies chin, only to get slapped in return. He just smirked at her black hair and purple contacted eyes. As she glared at his bronze hair and amber eyes.
“Maybe for you Geo, but I choose this class to have some fun!” Jared shouted punching his fists into the air.
“Checkmate,” said Crystal before standing and moving to a laz-e-boy. Leaving a dumbstruck Jared, staring at her bishop who won her checkmate.
“Yeah, but in some ways it just seems we only made this class to have fun not do what we planned it for,” said Marylyn staring out the window.
“Even, so it’s rough trying to get our names out there,” said Mark, “I mean look most of these famous authors weren’t even recognized until they were dead.” He slid the book across the table sighing.
“Hey,” said Marylyn looking at Mark, “even so we said we would take what ever would be given us. Something, anything so we could be noticed.”
“Yeah, so enough sad talk lets think up some ways to have some fun!” said Angela punching the air.
“We could try out my new Wii game,” suggested George.
“Geo you’re the only one who wins and you win because you know some sick moves for those games.” Jared looked at George.
“You’re bad at any game.” Crystal retorted. Jared glared at Crystal as she thumbed through the Edgar Allen Poe book.
“Well, we should probably leave,” said Marylyn standing up, “I see no point in us staying. I could do some le parkour then.”
“Le Parkour..? What’s that?” George asked as he stashed the controls and his Wii back into their carrier.
“It’s just running and finding ways to save yourself in dangerous situations,” explained Marylyn.
“Yeah, as if anything bad will happen to us,” said Jared as they opened the front doors.
Outside they could hear the sound of police sirens and could see the flashing lights, in front was a large black van that crashed into their high school sign. They froze as the people ran out of the van they were charging right at them.
“MOVE!” Mark yelled as he pulled Marylyn out of the way. The others did also, but it happened so quickly the police aimed and fired. The sound of guns echoed as they fell to the floor. Marylyn felt her eyes fill with tears as she saw Mark and her friends collapse to the ground bullet wounds seeping with the dark color of blood. She fell hard to the ground as well as she felt the warmth of her blood seep around her wound. Mark, his eyes open; dead he was already gone and she would join them all again soon. But the eternal darkness never came but her whole body was paralyzed. She was alive but dead.
“Did they get them all?” Rasped a voice like one through a gas mask.
“Yeah,” answered another in a gas mask, “But looks like one’s still alive.”
“Is she paralyzed at least?”
“Yeah, they hit the spine,” the other said as he put pressure on her wound. Marylyn screamed but her mouth didn’t open and her voice didn’t echo anything out, she was paralyzed.
“Take the girls, I’ll handle the guys,” said the first. He lifted up Mark, Marylyn cried seeing his dead eyes staring at her in horror. They were all dead and would be that way forever. Her vision flipped around to the ground as she was moved to somewhere. She was laid down in the back of a vehicle. The rest of her friends past by her all staring at her with dead eyes, seeming as if they blamed her. Marylyn felt her heart crush her inside. She felt as if her heart crushing itself would be the thing to kill her now. The doors slammed as the vehicle rattled down the road to some weird place.
Marylyn was staring right at Mark. His mouth was slightly open as he stared at her with dead eyes. Marylyn put as much effort as she could to stretch her left arm to reach his cheek. She strained for a couple of fingers to brush his cheek. She cried in sorrow and pain. It hurt so badly physically and emotionally to see him there dead. Too far for him to feel her touch.
Marylyn cried away as the vehicle continued its trek to wherever it was going. All she knew was that wherever it was she was going to be miserable forever. How could she be happy when her friends where dead. The tires screeched and voices where outside the vehicle. The doors flew open and men in white lab coats gathered her dead friends. Marylyn was screaming though she knew no one could hear her at all.
“So this is the main survivor?”
Marylyn was staring in the eyes of a young man. He looked twenty and seemed to be smirking at her, he didn’t seem to be, he was. One of the gas masked men pointed to her bullet wound. The man slammed his hand to her wound. Marylyn felt her eyes flutter shut from the sudden rush of pain.
“The skin has been removed.”
“Doctor the heart has been filled with the ectoplasm substance you created it is beating normally.”
“The brain has been modified to start working at thirty-five percent capacity her bat wings have been accepted as well as her fangs and talons.”
Marylyn couldn’t move though she could hear she couldn’t move then pain shot through her. She bolted up screaming in pain. She heard the panic cries as she struggled. A mask was slipped over her mouth and nose as a gas filled her mouth she fell back into the darkness she had just barely awoken from.
“Marylyn?”
Marylyn opened her eyes to see Mark looking at her in worry. She smiled softly at him, so glad it was all just a bad dream. Mark was alive he wasn’t dead but alive.
“Oh, Mark,” said Marylyn as she grasped his hand, “I had a really horrible dream, that you were all dead and I was paralyzed. Then I dreamed that they did something weird to me. I can’t believe it was just a dream.”
Mark looked over her. Marylyn turned and saw all their other friends there but they all had an expression of deep concern on their faces.
“What?” Marylyn said sitting up.
“Marylyn,” said Mark, “Something like that did happen, we aren’t in school anymore.”
Marylyn looked at him still smiling, before her eyes twisted in horror making her smile look maniacal.
“You got me,” laughed Marylyn, “I can not believe you would believe what I said to be true! Hah, I was just dreaming! I WAS JUST DREAMING!”
Marylyn looked at the room they were in and realized that it wasn’t any place she knew. A large glass circle door was all she could see to try and figure out where they were. Marylyn stood and ran to the glass door. She pounded on it screaming and howling. Mark tried to pull her away but she wrenched free pounding some more before a pair of glowing red eyes stared at her. Marylyn screamed pushing herself into Marks arms surprised that this was not a place she had ever been before. Marylyn turned her head into Marks chest. Then her throat constricted and she couldn’t breathe.
“Marylyn?” Mark asked watching as she slid down onto her knees before she started coughing, “Marylyn, what, what’s wrong?”
Marylyn grabbed his arms before she turned away coughing again. She couldn’t stop coughing as the others began to panic. Mark took and picked up Marylyn holding her head back so her throat would open but it did nothing. The others screamed for help. Mark panicked, please don’t let her die!
The glass door opened and Mark was shoved away from Marylyn as men in hazard suits grabbed Marylyn and forced her mouth open. Marylyn struggled but they forced her to drink a red liquid. The smell though told the others it was blood she was being forced to drink. They watched as the blood was drained and they dropped Marylyn to the ground. Marylyn gasped as a trickle of blood left her mouth. She picked her hands up off the ground staring at them before she began to shake and cry. She curled up into a ball on the floor. Mark rushed to her but screamed in pain as electricity shot through out his whole body causing him to collapse to the ground.
“MARK!” Marylyn screamed.
“Oh, he won’t die.”
Marylyn looked up to the twenty year old man she had met here. He was smiling still.
“Well, well, I knew you were a strong one,” he said bending down to Marylyn and cupping his hand under her chin, “Everything I could hope for and more.”
His eyes flicked over to Mark before settling on Marylyn with a look of evil. He jerked Marylyn’s left arm to his mouth and pulled the sleeve down to reveal a wrist band.
“I’ll tell you now not to do anything wrong else this will trigger a shock so powerful that not even the Earth would recover from it. Just so you know what I mean,” he said before he twisted Marylyn’s band.
The electricity was intense. Marylyn felt her body shake and she fell to the ground grinding her teeth since she couldn’t move anything else. It was a weird feeling more like her body was vibrating. The pain was searing though but the electricity wouldn’t kill her. She couldn’t hear the others because a rushing sound was pouring into her ears. But Mark was struggling to keep his cool. But to her surprise he knelt down and begged the man. All the sudden the vibration ended and her tightened body loosened up and her limbs felt like jelly.
“Understand, you are now monsters here’s a book for you to enjoy.”
A book fell in front of Marylyn’s vision followed by the sound of receding footsteps. No one moved too afraid to be electrocuted next. Marylyn couldn’t feel her body anymore she was shivering, the pain was too shocking but the biggest shock was the fact she didn’t die from that surge. She felt herself be picked up but she allowed her body to flop against Marks chest.
“Marylyn, forgive me,” he whispered holding her head close to his. Her hair played from his breath against her. She began to cry thinking of the intense suffering she had gone through how none of them where there with her nor could they help her. She shoved Mark away tears flooding down.
:) I got to hang out with a really great guy and also have a trial day this Saturday for a nanny job.
Looking at the good it is sometimes very hard to do especially when you are like some of my books characters. Another book I've been working on is called Warrior's. My main character Marylyn watches her friends be killed, wakes up while she is being operated on, and becomes something that is much more freighting and should only be left in fairy tales. Marylyn was one character that I found hard to like, she was very intense and very bold. The way her mind worked didn't follow with the other characters I was used to. Such as Darlene from another story, don't you love how many stories I have? :)
Life is tough and many times it feels better to just kill yourself and make life easier for yourself. All though I know that things are bad I also know that I can change how it is. Keep on trying life has to get better all the time no matter what. Now may I introduce you to Marylyn.
“GIVE IT BACK!” Angela shouted chasing after Jared as he held her necklace high laughing as they ran down the school hallway.
“RUN, RUN, AS FAST AS YOU CAN, YOU CAN’T CATCH ME, I’M JARED, MAN!” Shouted Jared before he was plowed hard onto the floor with Angela sitting on top of him holding her necklace in the air.
“You were saying?” Angela asked looking at the back of Jared’s head.
The classroom door swung open as Jared and Angela entered. Their friends looked up and laughed when they saw the red rub mark on Jared’s chin, cheeks, nose, and forehead.
“Another bought you two?” Luke asked kicking his feet up on the table. Flicking his red hair back, from his brown eyes.
“Oh, cut it out Luke,” said Angela resting into her pink beanbag. Her blonde tipped pink hair fell around her face, her green eyes piercing Jared, “He stole my grandmothers necklace.”
“Like I said I was just going to sell it on e-bay and see how much it’d go for!” Jared complained before he slouched into a wooden chair. He looked at the chess board in front of him where a girl who had dyed her hair silver stared at her black pieces. Jared moved his left knight to the right.
“Either way you’re both noisy,” said Crystal before she moved a pawn two spaces. She sighed looking at Jared flip his brown hair around only jabbing it in his grey eyes and crying.
“You know it seems like we can never have silence,” said Marylyn, flipping through her manga.
“Well, I guess that’s why I joined,” said Mark who flipped through an Edgar Allen Poe book. He looked at Marylyn admiring her brown hair, and quiet blue speckled green eyes.
“Yeah right Mark you joined because of Marylyn,” teased Katie who held a DS in her hands. She smirked at Mark who stared at her with his dark brown eyes, his black striped red hair.
“I don’t know Katie,” said George who held a Wii controller, “I think most of us guys joined to get closer to girls.” He finished tucking a hand under Katies chin, only to get slapped in return. He just smirked at her black hair and purple contacted eyes. As she glared at his bronze hair and amber eyes.
“Maybe for you Geo, but I choose this class to have some fun!” Jared shouted punching his fists into the air.
“Checkmate,” said Crystal before standing and moving to a laz-e-boy. Leaving a dumbstruck Jared, staring at her bishop who won her checkmate.
“Yeah, but in some ways it just seems we only made this class to have fun not do what we planned it for,” said Marylyn staring out the window.
“Even, so it’s rough trying to get our names out there,” said Mark, “I mean look most of these famous authors weren’t even recognized until they were dead.” He slid the book across the table sighing.
“Hey,” said Marylyn looking at Mark, “even so we said we would take what ever would be given us. Something, anything so we could be noticed.”
“Yeah, so enough sad talk lets think up some ways to have some fun!” said Angela punching the air.
“We could try out my new Wii game,” suggested George.
“Geo you’re the only one who wins and you win because you know some sick moves for those games.” Jared looked at George.
“You’re bad at any game.” Crystal retorted. Jared glared at Crystal as she thumbed through the Edgar Allen Poe book.
“Well, we should probably leave,” said Marylyn standing up, “I see no point in us staying. I could do some le parkour then.”
“Le Parkour..? What’s that?” George asked as he stashed the controls and his Wii back into their carrier.
“It’s just running and finding ways to save yourself in dangerous situations,” explained Marylyn.
“Yeah, as if anything bad will happen to us,” said Jared as they opened the front doors.
Outside they could hear the sound of police sirens and could see the flashing lights, in front was a large black van that crashed into their high school sign. They froze as the people ran out of the van they were charging right at them.
“MOVE!” Mark yelled as he pulled Marylyn out of the way. The others did also, but it happened so quickly the police aimed and fired. The sound of guns echoed as they fell to the floor. Marylyn felt her eyes fill with tears as she saw Mark and her friends collapse to the ground bullet wounds seeping with the dark color of blood. She fell hard to the ground as well as she felt the warmth of her blood seep around her wound. Mark, his eyes open; dead he was already gone and she would join them all again soon. But the eternal darkness never came but her whole body was paralyzed. She was alive but dead.
“Did they get them all?” Rasped a voice like one through a gas mask.
“Yeah,” answered another in a gas mask, “But looks like one’s still alive.”
“Is she paralyzed at least?”
“Yeah, they hit the spine,” the other said as he put pressure on her wound. Marylyn screamed but her mouth didn’t open and her voice didn’t echo anything out, she was paralyzed.
“Take the girls, I’ll handle the guys,” said the first. He lifted up Mark, Marylyn cried seeing his dead eyes staring at her in horror. They were all dead and would be that way forever. Her vision flipped around to the ground as she was moved to somewhere. She was laid down in the back of a vehicle. The rest of her friends past by her all staring at her with dead eyes, seeming as if they blamed her. Marylyn felt her heart crush her inside. She felt as if her heart crushing itself would be the thing to kill her now. The doors slammed as the vehicle rattled down the road to some weird place.
Marylyn was staring right at Mark. His mouth was slightly open as he stared at her with dead eyes. Marylyn put as much effort as she could to stretch her left arm to reach his cheek. She strained for a couple of fingers to brush his cheek. She cried in sorrow and pain. It hurt so badly physically and emotionally to see him there dead. Too far for him to feel her touch.
Marylyn cried away as the vehicle continued its trek to wherever it was going. All she knew was that wherever it was she was going to be miserable forever. How could she be happy when her friends where dead. The tires screeched and voices where outside the vehicle. The doors flew open and men in white lab coats gathered her dead friends. Marylyn was screaming though she knew no one could hear her at all.
“So this is the main survivor?”
Marylyn was staring in the eyes of a young man. He looked twenty and seemed to be smirking at her, he didn’t seem to be, he was. One of the gas masked men pointed to her bullet wound. The man slammed his hand to her wound. Marylyn felt her eyes flutter shut from the sudden rush of pain.
“The skin has been removed.”
“Doctor the heart has been filled with the ectoplasm substance you created it is beating normally.”
“The brain has been modified to start working at thirty-five percent capacity her bat wings have been accepted as well as her fangs and talons.”
Marylyn couldn’t move though she could hear she couldn’t move then pain shot through her. She bolted up screaming in pain. She heard the panic cries as she struggled. A mask was slipped over her mouth and nose as a gas filled her mouth she fell back into the darkness she had just barely awoken from.
“Marylyn?”
Marylyn opened her eyes to see Mark looking at her in worry. She smiled softly at him, so glad it was all just a bad dream. Mark was alive he wasn’t dead but alive.
“Oh, Mark,” said Marylyn as she grasped his hand, “I had a really horrible dream, that you were all dead and I was paralyzed. Then I dreamed that they did something weird to me. I can’t believe it was just a dream.”
Mark looked over her. Marylyn turned and saw all their other friends there but they all had an expression of deep concern on their faces.
“What?” Marylyn said sitting up.
“Marylyn,” said Mark, “Something like that did happen, we aren’t in school anymore.”
Marylyn looked at him still smiling, before her eyes twisted in horror making her smile look maniacal.
“You got me,” laughed Marylyn, “I can not believe you would believe what I said to be true! Hah, I was just dreaming! I WAS JUST DREAMING!”
Marylyn looked at the room they were in and realized that it wasn’t any place she knew. A large glass circle door was all she could see to try and figure out where they were. Marylyn stood and ran to the glass door. She pounded on it screaming and howling. Mark tried to pull her away but she wrenched free pounding some more before a pair of glowing red eyes stared at her. Marylyn screamed pushing herself into Marks arms surprised that this was not a place she had ever been before. Marylyn turned her head into Marks chest. Then her throat constricted and she couldn’t breathe.
“Marylyn?” Mark asked watching as she slid down onto her knees before she started coughing, “Marylyn, what, what’s wrong?”
Marylyn grabbed his arms before she turned away coughing again. She couldn’t stop coughing as the others began to panic. Mark took and picked up Marylyn holding her head back so her throat would open but it did nothing. The others screamed for help. Mark panicked, please don’t let her die!
The glass door opened and Mark was shoved away from Marylyn as men in hazard suits grabbed Marylyn and forced her mouth open. Marylyn struggled but they forced her to drink a red liquid. The smell though told the others it was blood she was being forced to drink. They watched as the blood was drained and they dropped Marylyn to the ground. Marylyn gasped as a trickle of blood left her mouth. She picked her hands up off the ground staring at them before she began to shake and cry. She curled up into a ball on the floor. Mark rushed to her but screamed in pain as electricity shot through out his whole body causing him to collapse to the ground.
“MARK!” Marylyn screamed.
“Oh, he won’t die.”
Marylyn looked up to the twenty year old man she had met here. He was smiling still.
“Well, well, I knew you were a strong one,” he said bending down to Marylyn and cupping his hand under her chin, “Everything I could hope for and more.”
His eyes flicked over to Mark before settling on Marylyn with a look of evil. He jerked Marylyn’s left arm to his mouth and pulled the sleeve down to reveal a wrist band.
“I’ll tell you now not to do anything wrong else this will trigger a shock so powerful that not even the Earth would recover from it. Just so you know what I mean,” he said before he twisted Marylyn’s band.
The electricity was intense. Marylyn felt her body shake and she fell to the ground grinding her teeth since she couldn’t move anything else. It was a weird feeling more like her body was vibrating. The pain was searing though but the electricity wouldn’t kill her. She couldn’t hear the others because a rushing sound was pouring into her ears. But Mark was struggling to keep his cool. But to her surprise he knelt down and begged the man. All the sudden the vibration ended and her tightened body loosened up and her limbs felt like jelly.
“Understand, you are now monsters here’s a book for you to enjoy.”
A book fell in front of Marylyn’s vision followed by the sound of receding footsteps. No one moved too afraid to be electrocuted next. Marylyn couldn’t feel her body anymore she was shivering, the pain was too shocking but the biggest shock was the fact she didn’t die from that surge. She felt herself be picked up but she allowed her body to flop against Marks chest.
“Marylyn, forgive me,” he whispered holding her head close to his. Her hair played from his breath against her. She began to cry thinking of the intense suffering she had gone through how none of them where there with her nor could they help her. She shoved Mark away tears flooding down.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Good Things to Come
Many times when we wish to become an author we think it easy you just write a book and wha-bam!! You're a published best selling author. If only that could really happen I would then be very happy and living the good life already. I have one book published but I have gotten nothing from it. The new book I'm working on I have higher hopes for. I have another short story and all though some of you may not watch the video down below you should because it is amazing!!
As Anthon and his friends made it to the kingdom of Crisit they choose to go on their own through the kingdom.
“Alright, see you two later,” says Anthon as he heads off to a weapon store to look at items that they’d need on the adventure.
“Take care, Anthon,” says Rena as they wave bye.
“Let’s go for tea, Rena, darling,” says Celes as she heads for the small café.
“Sure!”
Celes opens the door and they enter in to a pretty bad scene.
“You should have thought of that before hand!” shouts the chef.
“What’s going on?” asks Rena as she looks at the young man being yelled at. He is tall and has long blonde hair tied back into a ponytail.
“Looks, like someone forgot to bring money,” says Celes as she places her hand on her hips.
“We should help than,” says Rena.
“Alright,” says Celes as you both head to the chef.
“Look I’m sorry,” says the young man, “I’ve never had to pay here before.”
“Excuse me,” says Rena. Everyone looks at her in surprise, “but we’ll pay for him.”
“You wouldn’t want to pay for a scoundrel like him,” says the chef as he gets mad at the fact someone is willing to help him.
“My dear chef, this isn’t about him being a scoundrel or not, this is to bring up our mood,” says Celes as she steps forward. The young man sees her and seems to be very surprised by her looks.
“Th-thank you,” says the young man. Rena gives the chef the money.
“Come on Rena let’s go for a walk instead,” says Celes as they head out the door.
They head a little ways before hearing someone shout for them to wait.
“What?” says Celes as the young man catches up with them.
“I haven’t introduced myself. I’m Chris,” says the young man.
“Celes,” says Celes she places her hand in the direction of Rena, “and this is Rena.”
“Well…Bye!” says Chris as he runs off towards the castle.
“That was weird,” says Celes as she places her hands on her hips.
Later on at the hotel.
“Thanks,” says Anthon as he takes the key to your room.
“Celes is everything alright,” asks Rena as she looks at Celes who is deep in thought, “Celes?”
“Huh, oh sorry Rena it’s nothing let’s get some rest!”
Next day.
“Thank you very much,” says Celes as she walks out of a store.
Chris is just outside pacing and stopping looking back and forth.
“Chris,” says Celes in mild surprise, “is that you?”
“Oh, hello Celes. What a coincidence.”
“Chris…it’s not a coincidence when you’re waiting for someone like that.”
“Ha, ha,” says Chris slightly mad that she found him out, “nothing gets past you, does it?”
“How nice to see you again. Now, what brings you here?”
“I thought that if I were to wait here I might be able to see you again.” Chris sighed from relief, “I was right. I’m glad I made it in time…”
“Made it in time?”
“No special meaning to that…” says Chris in worry that he might have just given away a very important secret.
“Oh, well now that I’m here what do you intend to do?”
“First, I must thank you for helping me the other day.”
“Well, then we should go and fetch Rena.”
“…Can’t I just thank you…”
Celes stares at Chris in complete surprise.
“Celes come with me,” says Chris as he takes a hold of Celes’s hand leads her back to the castle.
Rena comes out from an alley eyes wide.
“Did I just witness something?”
1 hour later at the entrance.
Celes is so red in the face hands placed on either side of her face as she contemplates what has just happened.
“Celes?..,” says Rena as she places her hand on Celes’s shoulder.
“Oh, did you say something?” asks Celes as she looks at Rena.
“Celes, are you okay you look a little…” says Anthon but he stops when Rena holds up a hand.
“I…don’t know what to say…It’s the first time anyone has so honestly told me how they feel. He’s so innocent…”
“Celes…”
“How should I answer him?”
“…Anthon,” says Rena as she looks at him, “you don’t mind if we wait just one more day to leave Crisit do you?”
“…” He looks at Rena and than Celes, “No.”
Next day.
Rena is walking out from an alley to see Chris coming in.
“Oh, it’s you Chris,” says Rena then Celes appears behind him, “Ah!, oh, no…Darn it…”
Rena jumps behind a wall before either of them can see her.
“So you came after all,” starts Chris as he takes Celes’s hand.
“I…I don’t know why really…but I felt there was something that I had to say to you…”
Celes breaks from his hold and heads towards the small river in the alley.
“I’ve never seen a man look me so straight in the eyes…” says Celes as she looks at her reflection in the river.
“Celes…”
“And you spoke so plainly…” Celes turns to look at him tears pouring down her face. “I’ve never heard such honesty. And all you said was one word…”
Chris walks forward to give Celes comfort but she walks back turns around and bows her head.
“Celes?”
“Oh…I don’t know what to do with myself. I’ve never felt this way before…”
“DON’T RUN AWAY FROM ME CELES!” says Chris. Celes turns around in shock, “I can’t let you go!”
“…Please, Chris…help me…”
Chris walks forward and grasps Celes tightly as she sobs into his shoulder. Rena wanders out a bit.
“Ah!…uh-oh…now what do I do…I can’t leave they’ll see me…”
*DONG! DONG! DONG!*
Chris let’s go of Celes and looks at the churches bell tower.
“That bell means the end of this dream. But I’ll have nothing to do with it,” says Chris as he turns back to Celes and looks her in the eyes, “Nothing means anything to me except this moment…nothing…Celes.”
He pulls Celes against him and kisses her.
Suddenly though three soldiers appear and spread out in a line.
Middle soldier, “My Prince! We have been looking for you!”
Chris pulls away and looks at them Celes seems to be in a slight daze but quickly comes out of it.
“Wha…?” says Celes as she looks at Chris than the soldiers and back at Chris.
“Why have you followed me?” shouts Chris at them.
Left soldier, “My Prince, you know you must return with us. Princess Rosalia Lunar awaits you.”
“Chris what are they talking about?” says Celes as she looks at him.
Chris looks away ashamed of himself.
“Please, answer me Chris. It’s not true is it?”
“Celes, I have wronged you…”
“Have you deceived me…” says Celes as she clutches her chest afraid that her heart might break.
“I had not intended to hide it from you…But I couldn’t bring myself to tell you. Please, believe me!”
Celes grows weak in her legs and droops. She’s shaking as she tries to regain composure. She stands up.
“Oh, no Chris…Please tell me it isn’t true! CHRIS!”
Celes steps forward to grab Chris and be told no. But the right soldier steps forward and blocks her from Chris.
“HIS NAME IS NOT CHRIS! HE IS THE HEIR TO THE THRONE OF CROSS, PRINCE CLOTHER T. CRISIT!! SHOW HIM RESPECT!!!”
“NO!! Chris shall be my name…”
“My Prince, You speak strangely.”
“Princess Rosalia awaits your presence so as to proceed with the wedding. Why do you act so strangely on this happy day? It worries your Princess not to see you, my Prince.”
Chris runs towards Celes. Who now can’t take it has fallen to the ground is sitting there shaking.
“CELES!!”
The soldiers step forward and grab him. He struggles against them but is soon dragged away as he fights to get to Celes.
“CELES! THINGS ARE NOT AS THEY SEEM!!! CELES!!!!”
Rena runs out from hiding to Celes.
“Celes…They’re taking Chris away!”
“Rena…”
“Are you really just going to let it happen?…”
“…”
“Celes. Let’s go.” says Rena with authority Celes looks up at her.
“Go?…go where?”
“To the Prince of course…No, I mean, Chris!”
“NO! I WON’T!!” shouts Celes as fresh tears come, and she stand up.
“But…”
“I CAN’T SEE HIM!…I can’t…I’m afraid…I’m so afraid!…” says Celes as she wraps her arms around herself to keep herself from breaking.
“ARE YOU SURE!?” Celes looks at Rena. “Can you really leave things like this? If you don’t go to Chris now you may regret it for the rest of your life…”
“But…”
“HMPH! I’ll take you to Chris even if I have to drag you there! Come on, let’s go Celes!”
“…”
Rena grabs a hold of Celes’s arm and drags her a little till Celes wraps her other arm around a pole.
“All right, I’m going to do whatever I have to do to take you to him, Celes,” Celes looks up at Rena who has tears on her cheeks. “If you don’t go now I know, you’re going to regret it, and I can’t bear the thought of seeing you like that. Come on, Celes, let’s go!”
Runs a little ways than she stops and turns back to Celes.
“CELES!”
“Uh…um…YEAH!”
They both run to the church to see it guarded. The left soldier notices them.
“HALT! WHAT ARE YOU FOOLS DOING HERE!?”
The other soldier noticed them as well shouting, “THE WEDDING CEREMONY FOR THE PRINCE OF CRISIT IS IN PROGRESS HOW DARE YOU!?”
“We wish to speak to the Prince!”
They both look surprised shouting, “WHAT!?”
Rena pushes against them as they block her entrance.
“STAND BACK!!! We WILL speak with him!!”
Rena is thrown back. Celes helps her back up as they turn around to leave. Then suddenly Rena charges through the guards knocking them off balance and crashing to the ground as Celes follows.
The soldier to the left recovers first. “HALT!! HALT I SAY!!!”
They make it into the Church people look at them.
“Get those two!” Shouted the soldier from outside.
Rena turns and rams him into the wall pinning him.
“CHRIS!” shouts Rena.
“Do you, Rosalia R. Lunar, take this man, Clother T. Crisit, to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, till death do you part?”
“I do.” says Rosalia.
“It’s no good…They’re too far. They can’t hear!”
“And do you, Clother T. Crisit, take this woman, Rosalia R. Lunar, to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, till death do you part?”
“NO! NOO!!! CHRIS!!!!! CHRIS!!!!!!!! DON’T DO IT!!!!!!!!”
Every one looks at Celes as she looks at Chris. Chris takes off towards Celes as does Celes to Chris.
“CELES!!”
“CHRIS!!”
Chris wraps his arms tight around her as does Celes.
“Celes…I’ll never let you go now…”
Rosalia comes up the aisle looking at Chris.
“Prince Clother, may I ask for an explanation?”
“I have wronged you…” says Chris as he lets go of Celes, “But I still cannot love you. Ours is a marriage planned for political ends. I cannot be tied to you like this, it is not my true desire.”
“…I see…”
“I know I have wronged you, but I can no longer lie to myself!”
Rosalia heads towards the door tears brimming at her eyes. One of her soldiers notices it.
“MY PRINCESS!” Shouts one of the soldiers, “We are at your command. What would you have us do?”
“Have a beautiful wedding dress made for her.”
“Rosalia,” says Chris as he looks at her.
“Farewell, Prince Clother…”
“MY PRINCESS!!!”
They both exit.
1 hour later in Prince Clothers room.
“Chris…I mean, Prince Clother…,” says Celes slightly embarrassed.
“No! Call me Chris.”
“Chris.”
Rena is there too and turns around with a big grin on her face.
“Celes…Will you marry me? Finally, I’ve said it. It is what I truly hope for…Will you give me your answer?”
Chris holds Celes’s hand as she smiles. But it fades.
“…”
“It is ‘no’ then…,” says Chris as he let’s go of her hand.
“That’s not it!” says Celes as she grasps his hands, “But…” she looks at Rena as does Chris.
“But what?”
“I have promised to make a journey, and it is not complete.”
Rena gasps and turns around to Celes.
“Celes! Don’t give it a second thought! We’ll be all right on our own!”
“No, Rena. I would not be able to live with myself if I didn’t know the answer myself. Chris…can you wait until I can get the answer?”
“Than I can trust you?” asks Chris looking at her.
“Of course you can.”
Chris smiles and kisses her.
As Anthon and his friends made it to the kingdom of Crisit they choose to go on their own through the kingdom.
“Alright, see you two later,” says Anthon as he heads off to a weapon store to look at items that they’d need on the adventure.
“Take care, Anthon,” says Rena as they wave bye.
“Let’s go for tea, Rena, darling,” says Celes as she heads for the small café.
“Sure!”
Celes opens the door and they enter in to a pretty bad scene.
“You should have thought of that before hand!” shouts the chef.
“What’s going on?” asks Rena as she looks at the young man being yelled at. He is tall and has long blonde hair tied back into a ponytail.
“Looks, like someone forgot to bring money,” says Celes as she places her hand on her hips.
“We should help than,” says Rena.
“Alright,” says Celes as you both head to the chef.
“Look I’m sorry,” says the young man, “I’ve never had to pay here before.”
“Excuse me,” says Rena. Everyone looks at her in surprise, “but we’ll pay for him.”
“You wouldn’t want to pay for a scoundrel like him,” says the chef as he gets mad at the fact someone is willing to help him.
“My dear chef, this isn’t about him being a scoundrel or not, this is to bring up our mood,” says Celes as she steps forward. The young man sees her and seems to be very surprised by her looks.
“Th-thank you,” says the young man. Rena gives the chef the money.
“Come on Rena let’s go for a walk instead,” says Celes as they head out the door.
They head a little ways before hearing someone shout for them to wait.
“What?” says Celes as the young man catches up with them.
“I haven’t introduced myself. I’m Chris,” says the young man.
“Celes,” says Celes she places her hand in the direction of Rena, “and this is Rena.”
“Well…Bye!” says Chris as he runs off towards the castle.
“That was weird,” says Celes as she places her hands on her hips.
Later on at the hotel.
“Thanks,” says Anthon as he takes the key to your room.
“Celes is everything alright,” asks Rena as she looks at Celes who is deep in thought, “Celes?”
“Huh, oh sorry Rena it’s nothing let’s get some rest!”
Next day.
“Thank you very much,” says Celes as she walks out of a store.
Chris is just outside pacing and stopping looking back and forth.
“Chris,” says Celes in mild surprise, “is that you?”
“Oh, hello Celes. What a coincidence.”
“Chris…it’s not a coincidence when you’re waiting for someone like that.”
“Ha, ha,” says Chris slightly mad that she found him out, “nothing gets past you, does it?”
“How nice to see you again. Now, what brings you here?”
“I thought that if I were to wait here I might be able to see you again.” Chris sighed from relief, “I was right. I’m glad I made it in time…”
“Made it in time?”
“No special meaning to that…” says Chris in worry that he might have just given away a very important secret.
“Oh, well now that I’m here what do you intend to do?”
“First, I must thank you for helping me the other day.”
“Well, then we should go and fetch Rena.”
“…Can’t I just thank you…”
Celes stares at Chris in complete surprise.
“Celes come with me,” says Chris as he takes a hold of Celes’s hand leads her back to the castle.
Rena comes out from an alley eyes wide.
“Did I just witness something?”
1 hour later at the entrance.
Celes is so red in the face hands placed on either side of her face as she contemplates what has just happened.
“Celes?..,” says Rena as she places her hand on Celes’s shoulder.
“Oh, did you say something?” asks Celes as she looks at Rena.
“Celes, are you okay you look a little…” says Anthon but he stops when Rena holds up a hand.
“I…don’t know what to say…It’s the first time anyone has so honestly told me how they feel. He’s so innocent…”
“Celes…”
“How should I answer him?”
“…Anthon,” says Rena as she looks at him, “you don’t mind if we wait just one more day to leave Crisit do you?”
“…” He looks at Rena and than Celes, “No.”
Next day.
Rena is walking out from an alley to see Chris coming in.
“Oh, it’s you Chris,” says Rena then Celes appears behind him, “Ah!, oh, no…Darn it…”
Rena jumps behind a wall before either of them can see her.
“So you came after all,” starts Chris as he takes Celes’s hand.
“I…I don’t know why really…but I felt there was something that I had to say to you…”
Celes breaks from his hold and heads towards the small river in the alley.
“I’ve never seen a man look me so straight in the eyes…” says Celes as she looks at her reflection in the river.
“Celes…”
“And you spoke so plainly…” Celes turns to look at him tears pouring down her face. “I’ve never heard such honesty. And all you said was one word…”
Chris walks forward to give Celes comfort but she walks back turns around and bows her head.
“Celes?”
“Oh…I don’t know what to do with myself. I’ve never felt this way before…”
“DON’T RUN AWAY FROM ME CELES!” says Chris. Celes turns around in shock, “I can’t let you go!”
“…Please, Chris…help me…”
Chris walks forward and grasps Celes tightly as she sobs into his shoulder. Rena wanders out a bit.
“Ah!…uh-oh…now what do I do…I can’t leave they’ll see me…”
*DONG! DONG! DONG!*
Chris let’s go of Celes and looks at the churches bell tower.
“That bell means the end of this dream. But I’ll have nothing to do with it,” says Chris as he turns back to Celes and looks her in the eyes, “Nothing means anything to me except this moment…nothing…Celes.”
He pulls Celes against him and kisses her.
Suddenly though three soldiers appear and spread out in a line.
Middle soldier, “My Prince! We have been looking for you!”
Chris pulls away and looks at them Celes seems to be in a slight daze but quickly comes out of it.
“Wha…?” says Celes as she looks at Chris than the soldiers and back at Chris.
“Why have you followed me?” shouts Chris at them.
Left soldier, “My Prince, you know you must return with us. Princess Rosalia Lunar awaits you.”
“Chris what are they talking about?” says Celes as she looks at him.
Chris looks away ashamed of himself.
“Please, answer me Chris. It’s not true is it?”
“Celes, I have wronged you…”
“Have you deceived me…” says Celes as she clutches her chest afraid that her heart might break.
“I had not intended to hide it from you…But I couldn’t bring myself to tell you. Please, believe me!”
Celes grows weak in her legs and droops. She’s shaking as she tries to regain composure. She stands up.
“Oh, no Chris…Please tell me it isn’t true! CHRIS!”
Celes steps forward to grab Chris and be told no. But the right soldier steps forward and blocks her from Chris.
“HIS NAME IS NOT CHRIS! HE IS THE HEIR TO THE THRONE OF CROSS, PRINCE CLOTHER T. CRISIT!! SHOW HIM RESPECT!!!”
“NO!! Chris shall be my name…”
“My Prince, You speak strangely.”
“Princess Rosalia awaits your presence so as to proceed with the wedding. Why do you act so strangely on this happy day? It worries your Princess not to see you, my Prince.”
Chris runs towards Celes. Who now can’t take it has fallen to the ground is sitting there shaking.
“CELES!!”
The soldiers step forward and grab him. He struggles against them but is soon dragged away as he fights to get to Celes.
“CELES! THINGS ARE NOT AS THEY SEEM!!! CELES!!!!”
Rena runs out from hiding to Celes.
“Celes…They’re taking Chris away!”
“Rena…”
“Are you really just going to let it happen?…”
“…”
“Celes. Let’s go.” says Rena with authority Celes looks up at her.
“Go?…go where?”
“To the Prince of course…No, I mean, Chris!”
“NO! I WON’T!!” shouts Celes as fresh tears come, and she stand up.
“But…”
“I CAN’T SEE HIM!…I can’t…I’m afraid…I’m so afraid!…” says Celes as she wraps her arms around herself to keep herself from breaking.
“ARE YOU SURE!?” Celes looks at Rena. “Can you really leave things like this? If you don’t go to Chris now you may regret it for the rest of your life…”
“But…”
“HMPH! I’ll take you to Chris even if I have to drag you there! Come on, let’s go Celes!”
“…”
Rena grabs a hold of Celes’s arm and drags her a little till Celes wraps her other arm around a pole.
“All right, I’m going to do whatever I have to do to take you to him, Celes,” Celes looks up at Rena who has tears on her cheeks. “If you don’t go now I know, you’re going to regret it, and I can’t bear the thought of seeing you like that. Come on, Celes, let’s go!”
Runs a little ways than she stops and turns back to Celes.
“CELES!”
“Uh…um…YEAH!”
They both run to the church to see it guarded. The left soldier notices them.
“HALT! WHAT ARE YOU FOOLS DOING HERE!?”
The other soldier noticed them as well shouting, “THE WEDDING CEREMONY FOR THE PRINCE OF CRISIT IS IN PROGRESS HOW DARE YOU!?”
“We wish to speak to the Prince!”
They both look surprised shouting, “WHAT!?”
Rena pushes against them as they block her entrance.
“STAND BACK!!! We WILL speak with him!!”
Rena is thrown back. Celes helps her back up as they turn around to leave. Then suddenly Rena charges through the guards knocking them off balance and crashing to the ground as Celes follows.
The soldier to the left recovers first. “HALT!! HALT I SAY!!!”
They make it into the Church people look at them.
“Get those two!” Shouted the soldier from outside.
Rena turns and rams him into the wall pinning him.
“CHRIS!” shouts Rena.
“Do you, Rosalia R. Lunar, take this man, Clother T. Crisit, to be your husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, till death do you part?”
“I do.” says Rosalia.
“It’s no good…They’re too far. They can’t hear!”
“And do you, Clother T. Crisit, take this woman, Rosalia R. Lunar, to be your wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, till death do you part?”
“NO! NOO!!! CHRIS!!!!! CHRIS!!!!!!!! DON’T DO IT!!!!!!!!”
Every one looks at Celes as she looks at Chris. Chris takes off towards Celes as does Celes to Chris.
“CELES!!”
“CHRIS!!”
Chris wraps his arms tight around her as does Celes.
“Celes…I’ll never let you go now…”
Rosalia comes up the aisle looking at Chris.
“Prince Clother, may I ask for an explanation?”
“I have wronged you…” says Chris as he lets go of Celes, “But I still cannot love you. Ours is a marriage planned for political ends. I cannot be tied to you like this, it is not my true desire.”
“…I see…”
“I know I have wronged you, but I can no longer lie to myself!”
Rosalia heads towards the door tears brimming at her eyes. One of her soldiers notices it.
“MY PRINCESS!” Shouts one of the soldiers, “We are at your command. What would you have us do?”
“Have a beautiful wedding dress made for her.”
“Rosalia,” says Chris as he looks at her.
“Farewell, Prince Clother…”
“MY PRINCESS!!!”
They both exit.
1 hour later in Prince Clothers room.
“Chris…I mean, Prince Clother…,” says Celes slightly embarrassed.
“No! Call me Chris.”
“Chris.”
Rena is there too and turns around with a big grin on her face.
“Celes…Will you marry me? Finally, I’ve said it. It is what I truly hope for…Will you give me your answer?”
Chris holds Celes’s hand as she smiles. But it fades.
“…”
“It is ‘no’ then…,” says Chris as he let’s go of her hand.
“That’s not it!” says Celes as she grasps his hands, “But…” she looks at Rena as does Chris.
“But what?”
“I have promised to make a journey, and it is not complete.”
Rena gasps and turns around to Celes.
“Celes! Don’t give it a second thought! We’ll be all right on our own!”
“No, Rena. I would not be able to live with myself if I didn’t know the answer myself. Chris…can you wait until I can get the answer?”
“Than I can trust you?” asks Chris looking at her.
“Of course you can.”
Chris smiles and kisses her.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Coming upon a Battle.
Life is very interesting with many challenges and trials it sometimes feels useless for me to follow my dreams. Especially when I'm trapped in a situation that just isn't good. I want to continue my education but also be living on my own right now and have a good paying job. Right off the bat many of you are thinking wow you are really silly to think that your dreams will come true just like that. And I knew that they wouldn't come true just like that but I also knew that somehow they will. Jobs aren't just working in the office they are writing books at home or working online. We put up this blockade of that there is only this world you can live in no other. Kind of makes me think of Fiddler on the Roof. Which I am singing the song Matchmaker for a production. In the story the girls and their family don't believe in getting a better life that they have to settle for the life they have always known. Fact is you aren't just constricted to this life or that life, it's up to you whether or not you get trapped. I'm not successful yet and I don't have a whole bunch of money flowing into my life. But I feel hope in what I've been doing and that many things are going to start happening that I've always wanted. As I am an Author I will be posting another bit from another story I'm working on called Long Lost Life. It is a Sci-fi story with aliens and hidden secrets of the Government on earth. Enjoy! Hopefully in a few weeks I'll be doing another post.
The group of people laughed merrily as they danced around from their triumph over the great Cape. A monster with wings like that of an eagle but a face of a horrible lion and a hind part of that of a horse with a lashing tail of a serpent. A young boy was retrieving the arrow that had successfully hit the beast and destroyed it. He slid down and walked through the throng who now were still and bowed as he passed. He had his long silver hair flowing behind him. And his face covered in blood and dirt had a smile and great blue eyes, shining through. He passed a girl whom smiled at him. She had brown eyes and red hair, she bowed slowly when he passed. He finally reached an older man who held a staff that held a purple swirling orb. He had one eye frosted over with white and the other a clear grey color. He had long sweeping white hair and a beard and mustache to match.
He bowed down on one knee and presented the arrow. The elder man picked it up and brushed his hands along the whole of the arrow. He smiled broadly and held it up high into the sky.
“My son,” said the elder as he held out a hand and lifted the young man stand, “You have slain the beast for the arrow bears the purple crystal arrow. My son you now are ready to take on the leadership of the village.”
A great eruption came from the people. The young man stared at them all, he saw the girl applauding loudly and screaming for him. He watched as they slowly calmed down and began to chant his name, “Orin, Orin, Orin.”
“My son, what shall we do?” asked his father. Orin looked up at him confused and his father smiled, “For a memorial? One to let all know that we have succeed in slaying the great Cape.”
“Oh, um,” said Orin, “We shall carve the beast lying dead and etch all of the villagers names on it.”
“We shall do that on the great oak that we have cut down newly,” said Orin’s father as he strode off the platform with his son behind him. The girl whom Orin kept looking at ran out of the group and headed straight towards him. She hugged him tightly.
“You did it Orin,” she said as she kissed his cheek.
Orin kissed her back full on the mouth.
“No,” he said as he grasped her hand and walked with her by his side, “We did it, Kiva.”
Kiva smiled broadly up at him. The group followed them several girls who were crying silently while others were happy to see Orin and Kiva together. The group walked past the cloth tents and followed down a path that lead to a river. They stopped at a stump that was ten feet wide and five feet tall. Orin’s father walked up to it and placed his hand on the stump. From his fingers spread a purple light that twisted in the trees grooves. After a while the light turned to a deep blue. Orin’s father lifted his hand and smiled.
“We may use him,” responded Orin’s father.
****
After a while Orin stood up and smiled at his handi-work. The tree stump now had a picture of the Cape lying still as if asleep. And all the names of the people surrounded it. Kivas more visible than the others. Orin stretched and headed back to the village to see a small group standing at the entrance. Orin walked closer and saw Kiva’s mother sobbing as she clutched a note written for Kiva.
Orin stared at it. Kivas mother handed it fully to him. Orin read it out loud.
Dear Mrs. Neiveil,
We are pleased to say that your daughter, Kiva Neiveil, has been accepted to the school of Kustova on the planet Earth, on the American continent. This is a great honor since this school has been revered. She will however have to leave her home planet and begin life a new on the planet Earth. We ask that you please allow her to come. We will be here tomorrow to give her the shot that will change and modify her memory.
Sincerely,
Ms. Karen Larson
Karen Larson
Committee of Education Board.
5th member
Orin stared at it. What did they say, modify her memory. Orin dropped the letter as he rushed back to Kiva’s house and rushed into the closed part. Kiva was lying on her bed softly sobbing. Orin crossed the room quickly and lifted Kiva up. He kissed her so deep and passionately that he didn’t want to let her go. If he let her go she would be taken away. Orin after so long broke the kiss and he felt himself almost beginning to cry he shook his head.
“They won’t take you away Kiva, I promise,” said Orin as he held Kiva close to him.
“How could you stop them they’re from Earth. You know what that planet is like,” said Kiva as she burst into fresh tears, “I won’t even remember your love for me.”
Orin kissed Kiva again softly. “They’ll have to kill me first before you go,” said Orin.
“No,” shouted Kiva, “That would be worse.”
“Than, they’ll have to take me with you.”
“But Orin-”
“Kiva, please I love you so much that if they take you away from me how will I be able to live.”
Kiva stared up at him and finally smiled.
****
Orin left the tent after an hour of discussing what to do with Kiva and her parents. It was almost midnight when a loud rushing wind erupted over the village they had arrived. Orin ran out of the tent and stared up at a great machine as it began it’s descent.
“NOW,” shouted Orin, “GO NOW!”
Kiva and her parents rushed her out the back and through the cover of the forest. Orin, looked on as the great machine landed. Than shortly a bunch of men covered in camouflage jumped out. Orin, stared at them they looked like great big bushes.
“Where is Kiva?” asked a woman who walked down the ramp.
“Who?” said Orin in response, “I think you’ve got the wrong planet.”
“Scan him,” said the woman as she pointed to three of the men. They rushed forward and grasped tight to Orin’s arms. He struggled but couldn’t escape their clutch. One of the men came over with a flat piece of metal and scanned Orin’s thumb.
“Orin Thimpl Morever,” said the man who was looking at the piece of metal, “25 years of age, blood type o, We have him registered for the school as well.”
“Really,” said the woman she turned back to him and smiled, “I’m Karen, or as you’ll call me Ms. Larson.”
Orin tried to escape again. Men from the group were spreading out and three of them were headed towards Kiva.
“GET AWAY FROM ME WITCH!” shouted Orin as he swung a kick at her.
“Oh, yes a tough one eh,” said Karen as she brushed herself off from his kick. Orin stared at her was she an Earthling, even the men had unnatural strength. They couldn’t have come from Earth.
Orin stopped struggling when he saw Kiva being dragged over to Karen. Karen smiled wickedly.
“We now have the two right here,” she said as she whipped out a bottled and a shot. She took the whole bottle and walked over to her. She screamed as Karen reached her. Karen pulled back her arm and stabbed it with the shot. Kiva, screamed in pain, Orin screamed as he twisted in the soldiers grip.
“STOP IT YOU’RE HURTING HER YOU EVIL WRETCHED LITTLE-” But Orin was cut off by a strong swing to his stomach but he saw his chance and slipped through. He looked back hopelessly as Kiva passed out. Orin rushed away with the thought, I’ll save you Kiva, rushing through his mind as he bounded through the woods. He heard the pounding of feet behind him. He swung easily around the trees and lunged into the river. But he fell face first into the mud he looked behind and saw men grabbing hold of his feet. He saw Karen rush over with another bottle and trying to fill the shot again. Orin took aim and hit her hard in the stomach. Karen tripped and lost her grip on the bottle it couldn’t have been more perfect as the bottle hit a rock and shattered.
Karen looked nothing like a Earthling as her eyes the whole of them had gone black. She had razor fangs protruding from her mouth. Karen took the shot only a bit filled and jabbed it into Orin. Orin howled from the pain, but everything went black.
****
Orin turned around in his bed. He wasn’t the same Orin as he was before. He had black hair that was short, he also was wearing glasses. His name now was Jim. But Orin knew who he was. Even though Karen had given him the shot he still knew who he was. He lost track of Kiva, and he was being followed by all the women at the school of Kustova. He got really frustrated when a girl tried to kiss him.
“Hey, Jim,” said his roommate, Matt. He was a normal Earthling with brown hair and brown eyes, “We have class soon.”
“Yeah, yeah,” said Orin, “Look I’m going to go later alright.”
“Sure that’s fine,” said Matt as he walked out with his pack.
Orin listened as his footsteps receded away. Orin got out of the bed and dressed quickly. He ran his fingers through his hair. He picked up his pack and headed out as well. Orin shook his head as he saw both girls and guys walking out of dormitories together. In Orin’s honest opinion this was the most disgusting thing he had ever seen. Orin knew that the girls slipped into the guys rooms at night. Orin was absentmindedly walking when he crashed into a girl.
The group of people laughed merrily as they danced around from their triumph over the great Cape. A monster with wings like that of an eagle but a face of a horrible lion and a hind part of that of a horse with a lashing tail of a serpent. A young boy was retrieving the arrow that had successfully hit the beast and destroyed it. He slid down and walked through the throng who now were still and bowed as he passed. He had his long silver hair flowing behind him. And his face covered in blood and dirt had a smile and great blue eyes, shining through. He passed a girl whom smiled at him. She had brown eyes and red hair, she bowed slowly when he passed. He finally reached an older man who held a staff that held a purple swirling orb. He had one eye frosted over with white and the other a clear grey color. He had long sweeping white hair and a beard and mustache to match.
He bowed down on one knee and presented the arrow. The elder man picked it up and brushed his hands along the whole of the arrow. He smiled broadly and held it up high into the sky.
“My son,” said the elder as he held out a hand and lifted the young man stand, “You have slain the beast for the arrow bears the purple crystal arrow. My son you now are ready to take on the leadership of the village.”
A great eruption came from the people. The young man stared at them all, he saw the girl applauding loudly and screaming for him. He watched as they slowly calmed down and began to chant his name, “Orin, Orin, Orin.”
“My son, what shall we do?” asked his father. Orin looked up at him confused and his father smiled, “For a memorial? One to let all know that we have succeed in slaying the great Cape.”
“Oh, um,” said Orin, “We shall carve the beast lying dead and etch all of the villagers names on it.”
“We shall do that on the great oak that we have cut down newly,” said Orin’s father as he strode off the platform with his son behind him. The girl whom Orin kept looking at ran out of the group and headed straight towards him. She hugged him tightly.
“You did it Orin,” she said as she kissed his cheek.
Orin kissed her back full on the mouth.
“No,” he said as he grasped her hand and walked with her by his side, “We did it, Kiva.”
Kiva smiled broadly up at him. The group followed them several girls who were crying silently while others were happy to see Orin and Kiva together. The group walked past the cloth tents and followed down a path that lead to a river. They stopped at a stump that was ten feet wide and five feet tall. Orin’s father walked up to it and placed his hand on the stump. From his fingers spread a purple light that twisted in the trees grooves. After a while the light turned to a deep blue. Orin’s father lifted his hand and smiled.
“We may use him,” responded Orin’s father.
****
After a while Orin stood up and smiled at his handi-work. The tree stump now had a picture of the Cape lying still as if asleep. And all the names of the people surrounded it. Kivas more visible than the others. Orin stretched and headed back to the village to see a small group standing at the entrance. Orin walked closer and saw Kiva’s mother sobbing as she clutched a note written for Kiva.
Orin stared at it. Kivas mother handed it fully to him. Orin read it out loud.
Dear Mrs. Neiveil,
We are pleased to say that your daughter, Kiva Neiveil, has been accepted to the school of Kustova on the planet Earth, on the American continent. This is a great honor since this school has been revered. She will however have to leave her home planet and begin life a new on the planet Earth. We ask that you please allow her to come. We will be here tomorrow to give her the shot that will change and modify her memory.
Sincerely,
Ms. Karen Larson
Karen Larson
Committee of Education Board.
5th member
Orin stared at it. What did they say, modify her memory. Orin dropped the letter as he rushed back to Kiva’s house and rushed into the closed part. Kiva was lying on her bed softly sobbing. Orin crossed the room quickly and lifted Kiva up. He kissed her so deep and passionately that he didn’t want to let her go. If he let her go she would be taken away. Orin after so long broke the kiss and he felt himself almost beginning to cry he shook his head.
“They won’t take you away Kiva, I promise,” said Orin as he held Kiva close to him.
“How could you stop them they’re from Earth. You know what that planet is like,” said Kiva as she burst into fresh tears, “I won’t even remember your love for me.”
Orin kissed Kiva again softly. “They’ll have to kill me first before you go,” said Orin.
“No,” shouted Kiva, “That would be worse.”
“Than, they’ll have to take me with you.”
“But Orin-”
“Kiva, please I love you so much that if they take you away from me how will I be able to live.”
Kiva stared up at him and finally smiled.
****
Orin left the tent after an hour of discussing what to do with Kiva and her parents. It was almost midnight when a loud rushing wind erupted over the village they had arrived. Orin ran out of the tent and stared up at a great machine as it began it’s descent.
“NOW,” shouted Orin, “GO NOW!”
Kiva and her parents rushed her out the back and through the cover of the forest. Orin, looked on as the great machine landed. Than shortly a bunch of men covered in camouflage jumped out. Orin, stared at them they looked like great big bushes.
“Where is Kiva?” asked a woman who walked down the ramp.
“Who?” said Orin in response, “I think you’ve got the wrong planet.”
“Scan him,” said the woman as she pointed to three of the men. They rushed forward and grasped tight to Orin’s arms. He struggled but couldn’t escape their clutch. One of the men came over with a flat piece of metal and scanned Orin’s thumb.
“Orin Thimpl Morever,” said the man who was looking at the piece of metal, “25 years of age, blood type o, We have him registered for the school as well.”
“Really,” said the woman she turned back to him and smiled, “I’m Karen, or as you’ll call me Ms. Larson.”
Orin tried to escape again. Men from the group were spreading out and three of them were headed towards Kiva.
“GET AWAY FROM ME WITCH!” shouted Orin as he swung a kick at her.
“Oh, yes a tough one eh,” said Karen as she brushed herself off from his kick. Orin stared at her was she an Earthling, even the men had unnatural strength. They couldn’t have come from Earth.
Orin stopped struggling when he saw Kiva being dragged over to Karen. Karen smiled wickedly.
“We now have the two right here,” she said as she whipped out a bottled and a shot. She took the whole bottle and walked over to her. She screamed as Karen reached her. Karen pulled back her arm and stabbed it with the shot. Kiva, screamed in pain, Orin screamed as he twisted in the soldiers grip.
“STOP IT YOU’RE HURTING HER YOU EVIL WRETCHED LITTLE-” But Orin was cut off by a strong swing to his stomach but he saw his chance and slipped through. He looked back hopelessly as Kiva passed out. Orin rushed away with the thought, I’ll save you Kiva, rushing through his mind as he bounded through the woods. He heard the pounding of feet behind him. He swung easily around the trees and lunged into the river. But he fell face first into the mud he looked behind and saw men grabbing hold of his feet. He saw Karen rush over with another bottle and trying to fill the shot again. Orin took aim and hit her hard in the stomach. Karen tripped and lost her grip on the bottle it couldn’t have been more perfect as the bottle hit a rock and shattered.
Karen looked nothing like a Earthling as her eyes the whole of them had gone black. She had razor fangs protruding from her mouth. Karen took the shot only a bit filled and jabbed it into Orin. Orin howled from the pain, but everything went black.
****
Orin turned around in his bed. He wasn’t the same Orin as he was before. He had black hair that was short, he also was wearing glasses. His name now was Jim. But Orin knew who he was. Even though Karen had given him the shot he still knew who he was. He lost track of Kiva, and he was being followed by all the women at the school of Kustova. He got really frustrated when a girl tried to kiss him.
“Hey, Jim,” said his roommate, Matt. He was a normal Earthling with brown hair and brown eyes, “We have class soon.”
“Yeah, yeah,” said Orin, “Look I’m going to go later alright.”
“Sure that’s fine,” said Matt as he walked out with his pack.
Orin listened as his footsteps receded away. Orin got out of the bed and dressed quickly. He ran his fingers through his hair. He picked up his pack and headed out as well. Orin shook his head as he saw both girls and guys walking out of dormitories together. In Orin’s honest opinion this was the most disgusting thing he had ever seen. Orin knew that the girls slipped into the guys rooms at night. Orin was absentmindedly walking when he crashed into a girl.
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