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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 8:44 am
Fanfics and other junkstuff
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 8:44 am
“Get up Toa.” The creature’s voice was angry, full of hate and disgust. She could feel him standing outside of the house. She could hear her da’s ragged breathing. Fear. She could see his fear, red as fire. He was scared for her. The creature would kill her. Her da didn’t want her to die. His fear reached put, flickering red vines, reaching into the house, clamping around her like blazing claws.
“Get up or I’ll kill you.”
Her da was going to die.
Die.
Die.
“Why are you here?” Her da’s voice was surprisingly steady. She had heard the fight outside, had felt the thuds as something…someone was thrown against the wall of the house.
Her da had lost.
“None of your business.”
Her da was going to die.
Then another thought hit her like a wave. She was going to die. The creature was going to kill both of them. She had to do something. She couldn’t do anything. She glanced over to where her hooks lay on the table. Her only weapons and she hadn’t even learned how to put them on yet. Not like she knew how to use them anyway. She had to do something.
She slipped out of her corner and inched toward the door. She could here her da’s voice outside, level and calm. She knew that the creature was angry, enraged, white glowing from him, reaching around the door. White, burning into green from within. Controlled rage, slipping into blazing fury.
She inched closer to the door, rage blazing inward from the outside, almost blocking out her vision. Then she saw them. Her father was standing, leaning casually against the wall, bleeding. Ivory blood dripping, pooling on the ground. She could see his fear. Red tendrils circling his body, spiraling out from his heartlight. Red was fear.
The other being stood facing her da. Hidden rage glowed softly from inside his, fury spiking like emerald daggers inside it. He was taller then her da, his body shimmering in dark gray, ebony, and tarnished silver. He was weaponless, but there were two swords on the ground beside him, half melted into shining puddles. He was staring at her da. He was staring at her.
“Hello little one.” His voice was like icy flame. A frozen inferno. Her da froze, and then whirled around. Fear blazed from him. Red tentacles of terror reached out from her da and clamped down once again on her soul.
“Run!” She had never hears her da shout before, but she barely heard him. She had already made up her mind.
“Don’t kill my da.” She could barely here her own voice. She ran to her da, and he put his hands on her shoulders.
“Don’t kill my da.” Her voice was stronger now, and the creature heard her. He chuckled.
“Are you going to steal his life from me?” He smirked, fingering a dagger that he had had hanging off his weapons belt. “Do you know what the penalty is for stealing?”
A memory blazed through her mind. A shimmering knife, flashing as it descended on the back of her writs. Her hand, twitching in a final spasm, then nothing. And after nothing, pain.
She nodded. Waiting, wondering what was about to come next.
“Uh huh. I know.” Then she stopped, a puzzled expression behind her translucent mask. “But, you can’t do that.”
The creature smirked, tossing the dagger in the air. Flipping, flipping. The fury was gone, and the rage had faded, replaced by blue flickers of amusement.
“Yes, I can.”
She shook her head, holding out her wrists. He stared. Then laughed. Blue flashing like lightning from his body.
“Alright little one. You’re right.” He smiled, shaking his head, then he turned to her da. “You watch out for her. She be stealing hearts someday.” He walked away, smiling, then turned with a final salute to her. “Goodbye, little one.” He paused.
“Goodbye Gali.”
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 5:38 pm
Err, out of curiousity, what is "da"?
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 8:33 am
razz loser. Da=dad. In this case, Gali's adopted father. The "creature" is the Shadowed One, but he's not the Shadowed One yet, so this is all happening a very long time ago. Just my little take on Gali, her life, her weapons and her reason for having them. I wrote this at lunch on Monday, and I'm going to edit it and make it into a longer story or sumthin..
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 5:45 pm
Oh, well, it was 1 word off.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 9:55 am
Interesting. Adopted father? >>
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2008 2:52 pm
lol. I actually have a plot line for where this series is going. It involves my personal favorite Air Toa... *huggs Nidhiki plush*
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 6:53 pm
Nidhiki plush? I want one!
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vulpineCrafter Vice Captain
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