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05-14-2007, 03:02 PM
** omg, i love it, SS!!!* This is gonna give me some thing to write... definitely! XD Sorry guys, like Kanji-kun, I've been pretty busy these past few days.. *makes the same promise as him* **
There's no such thing as happy endings, for when you find true love, happiness is everlasting.
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05-20-2007, 05:23 AM
Ichirin feel before me to the ground as a large sword was removed from his back. His clothing faded, as well as the golden ring over his head. His blood splattered upon my face and clothes. As his fragile body lie there lifeless and motionless, a dark figure loomed over Ichirin, and he brandished a flaming sword. Ichirin's blood glowed in the cave's dim light. My anger began to grow. How dare this person attack a kid! What type of tyrant commits such a crime! I stand up, but my knees wabble. I am still very tired, and the wounds that I had received from the fight on the plains hadn't healed at all, so as I moved, my own blood came forth and fixed with Ichirin's. I reached into my pocket with my left hand and pulled out my final parchment piece, in blood, I wrote out a spell for wind. The entire time I did so, it seemed as if the figure was waiting for me to strick. I could hear his breath, much better then my weak breathing. His sharp pearly teeth stood out from the darkness....
"Who are you?!!" I shouted as a wind storm that I summoned blew into the figure's way. At this time, I picked up Ichirin's body from the cold ground and ran for the gate that he had come though. The torches in the halls were so bright compared to the pitch black of my cell, I had to squint my eyes and readjust myself to my surroundings. I took my reddened cloak and covered Ichirin's naked body with it. As I ran around in a panic unaware of what to do or where I was going, we both continued to lose blood. Ichirin won't last much longer if I don't do something. Dammit! Where is Nozomi?! I have to find her to. She could be dead by now, and I was just standing there. As I looked at Ichirin's young wrinkleless face, I began to cry abit. He's so young, and yet he's been made to endure so much misery and suffering... I laid him back down across the ground, and removed the fire ring, Inferno from my chest pouch, that I had used in the battle in the snow against Akuma. I place the ring onto my finger and the voice of the mage Inferno fills my head. "Ho! Calling upon me again so soon? What is this about now boy? You have never called me this often. What do you want now? Don't forget, your summons to me are limited..." "I am deeply sorry Inferno." I could barely speak, I was so weak. "Please, save this boy, there is nothing I can do. I don't have enough strength to call upon the other spirits, I am useless on my own unless I can re-discover my Elven powers inside me." Inferno is silent and doesn't say anything. "Please Inferno! I beg you! Save this young one's soul!" Inferno finally speaks. "There will be a price Tatsu. Spirits are of course forbidden to bring back the souls of the deceased. It'll cost you Ten years of your own life, Maybe Twenty, depends on how generous I am feeling today... Tell you what, since I like you, I'll only take the boy's age from your life." I pause for a moment and only a moment. "Fine, do what you must." The ring glows madly on my left middle finger, and the entire sector in the prison is filled with a warm, light red glow. I can feel as I grow weaker, as if someone is pushing out, from the inside of my head, and my entire body. Soon the light fades, and Ichirin opens his eyes. (He left the place with the man who gave him his archangel powers, the red he saw as the man faded away was the light from the ring.) When Ichirin wakes up, Tatsu is lying unconscious face down on the ground. The ring is still glowing lightly upon his finger. |
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05-21-2007, 02:07 PM
I left the hotel after i ate breakfast. I went outside to see if it looked any better outside than it did yesturday. Which i was hoping for but it just looked worse than yesturday. I thought to myself, well looks like i am going to have to investigate as much as i didnt want to. So i started looking around hopefully finding someone who knew what was going on.
Well guys i am sorry to tell you guys this but i wont be able to post for a while i was hoping someone would either cover for me or they would let me write my part and mail me what is going on and some one can type it for me if that is not a problem i need one by friday thats when i am leaving so please let me know something so i know if i need more stamps or what soj thanks. I really am sorry |
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05-21-2007, 02:17 PM
*Nice Kanji , i'll probably post when i've gained some inspiration, which will be sometime today (i hope)*
Starrin' & Teasin' CandyHolic. I like where you sleep, When you sleep, next to me. I like where you sleep... here Our lips, can touch And our cheeks, can brush Our lips can touch here |
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05-26-2007, 11:03 PM
*Yes, i finally found some inspiring song (i got inspiration from a book much sooner, but i followed kanji's advice j/K )
Well here's some reading pleasure for the ones who're following the story, hope you like it.* As darkness starter to make room for light, my eyes quietly opened, openend to see the horror which was playing infront of my face. Tatsu was lying there dead and a man... I tried to remember some of the things which have led to this event. I remembered the very first time i met Tatsu, even then i knew he was ment for something bigger. Some men are forged for peace and some for war, he and i, together forged for the one in between. Then i put my thought back to the present back to the man who was the cause of the death of Tatsu. It was an adnormal kind of man, he was much taller then other people, i could feel the muscles of his body tighten, even trough the thick black armour he was wearing. In his right hand he was holding a fiery, black claymore. Even though the flames of the sword were reaching his hand when he put the sword down, he diden't move his hand an inch. Like i said, some people are forged for peace and some for war, but some are different. He is forged for the fire. I've heard of this man, this so called 'elite'. But i don't remember him being on the side of the enemy, the dragons. The guards that spotted me earlier and followed me to Tatsu's cell have finally arived. Around 5 guys showed up behind the large body of this 'black knight'. All of them were half the size of the knight, around my size. They diden't have any unnaturally large muscles, just like myself. They diden't have a thick black armour to protect them from harm like the knight, like myself who was standing naked in the cold cell. The guards have surrounded me and slowly came closer, they were armed with spear and shield. They held the spear a bit above the shield and with the shield they protected themselves from me. As the middle guard came closer to me he suddenly charged and carved his spear deep in my left shoulder. The edge of the spear showed up at my back, surrounded with a spore of blood. I diden't feel the pain, as anyone else should feel. The other guards held foot while the guard that attacked me removed his helmet to look why i diden't move an inch. The guard pulled out the spear leaving a hole trough my shoulder that soon filled with blood. The guard was looking suprised at me, he diden't understand. Then i smilled: 'Don't you understand, I AM IMMORTAL.' A voice from the back yelled out: 'We'll see about that !' Then the guard who stabbed me was thrown away by the huge black knight who diden't said a word ever since i've seen him. As he charged at me, i diden't felt afraid of the monster that was twice my size who carried a weapon that could easily slash this entire building down with one strike. He swinged his sword aiming for my neck when i stopped it with my hand. My hand was starting to burn from the flaming sword. The knight grabbed his sword tightly with two hands to increase the pressure. Eventually a drup of blood felt to the floor. The knight noticed the blood and said: 'You're not immortal, you just have a big mouth!' He began to put his whole weight on the sword and soon more drups of blood began to hit the floor. The guards that weren't thrown away starred at the strugle. Suprised that a hand stopped a sword, a huge, fiery sword. I closed my eyes and tried to picture Myzura, Tatsu, Nozomi, Swiftant and all the others inside my mind. When I opened my eyes, i was confident and thus i smiled again. I grabbed the fiery sword with the same hand that was being pressured by the sword and tried to push it back a little. Then i shouted out: 'I AM immortal.' When the sword was slightly pushed back a flash of light arose from the palm of my hand. When the blinding light was over the sword was shattered to pieces and the fire was extinguished. With my right hand i grabbed for the throat. But the huge animal wasen't getting choked, he was still paralysed from the light, but soon an other light was going to be the end of him. From the palm of my right hand another light appeared, but this one was in the form of a lightbeam and sliced the throat of the knight. His head fell to the ground as his body did the same, the guards quickly ran away. I kicked away the head of the knight which fell out of the cell into the hallway and then to the bottom of the stairways. I grabbed Tatsu on my shoulder and started walking down the stairs as i noticed something different on Tatsu. Besides he was dead and cold that is. He wore a ring i haven't seen before. I began to think he and Nozomi might've married or something. I have to find Nozomi to clear this up, but first i need to see Myzura again. *PS: i'm not really immortal, but it will be explained later, i have many plans now * Starrin' & Teasin' CandyHolic. I like where you sleep, When you sleep, next to me. I like where you sleep... here Our lips, can touch And our cheeks, can brush Our lips can touch here |
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05-28-2007, 12:18 AM
*Since Tatsu gave up his life to save the life of Ichirin I will no longer post for him, unless somehow, Nozomi or someone manages to bring him back to life. Which is close to impossible.
What Tatsu didn't know is that he was fated to die at the age of 38. He was 23 when he died. The mage spirit of the ring, Inferno, knew that Tatsu was going to die at this age, so by taking Ichirin's life from him, this resulted in his death, since 15+23=38. Now Tatsu's pact with Inferno is over, and the next person who wears the ring, will be the ruler of it.* NOZOMI The cell was damp and dark. My boredom started to get the best of me as I paced back and forth. The guard stood in front of the door with his back to me. I was in a small four-walled room. The exit was a large metal door, with a slit in the top so the guard could look inside. There was a small window to the outside, but it was only a few inches in height. At least fresh air was able to enter, and push out the stale current air. I started to yell at the guard "Hey! Open this door! You aren't allowed to keep me in here!" The guard was ignoring everything I said. "Are you listening to me you pansy! Open this door so I can knock that shiny helmet right off your head and shove it down your throat!" No matter what I said I couldn't get a rise out of him. "This is boring! I want to eat! Where the hell is Tatsu!" I was acting tough just now, but I was actually a bit scared and feeling alone. I wanted to be near Tatsu, I wanted to feel his warmth, as he drew close to me, and held me in his strong, protective embrace. I couldn't help but feel that there was something very wrong with him. I hadn't remembered anything before waking up here...All I could remember is that purple dragon shooting something at us. Everything went dark then. I sat in the corner of the room and grabbed my hair. It was still wet from that rain storm. Oh how I hoped someone would help me out of here. I really don't want to get enraged and release the shadow. ***I have decided that I am still going to post for Tatsu, but it is going to be his journey through the Realm of the Spirits, where he discovers that he is indeed dead.*** |
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