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Post by ♫Scylla♫ on May 16, 2011 9:22:00 GMT -5
Alrighty, I have edited chapter 1, its still not done, but I changed it up and added a bit  Chapter 1 I sat bolt upright, gasping for breath and sweating. I let my head drop back down as I shut my eyes. When I'd sleep, that was the only one I ever had. I've been having them ever since that night, and it only seems to get worse each time. I opened my eyes again and saw leaves and branches obscuring my view of the sky. I thought back to that night eleven years ago. It had been the worst day anybody could imagine having, and that was an understatement. Since then, I was run out of town, and when I found another town, they just ran me out as well. I had learned to only trust myself. I had had people betray me, making me think they loved me, just to have them turn their backs on me when I needed them most. Feeling miserable, I stood up and brushed the leaves and grass off of my black skinny jeans and my black hoodie. I didn't bother with my knee high black boots, since they would get dirty from walking through the woods. I didn't know where in the world I was, but that didn't matter anymore. They were all the same to me. The last town I hit was over two years ago, and that didn't last long at all. I got a small job at a Hot Topic to get money, and I bought food and clothes soon after. I didn't feel secure enough, so I didn't talk to anybody. With a jolt, I realized I hadn't spoken in over two years. I shrugged it off and looked around. I didn't know if I could fly, but I was too repulsed by the fact I was a demon to even try. So for now, I stuck with walking. All I knew about where I was that I was somewhere deep in a forest. One useful thing I learned a couple towns from someone I thought I could trust was crafting. From armor to weapons, I was a natural at it. It was a useful skill, and I even managed to make a couple swords and a bow. The annoying part was the arrows. The problem was that I had to make so many to make them last. I had to try and make them stronger so they didn't break as much. I practiced my bow daily on getting fruit, so I was pretty skilled at that. And I came across enough animals and moving targets to help me train swords and bow. I used swords of course on the bigger animals, and bow on the smaller ones. I stood up and walked over to a nearby tree. I reached into the hole, and pulled out my two swords. They were made of black steel, and both of them were about as long as I was tall. I reached in again and pulled out straps. I secured the two swords onto my back, crossing for easy access. A few strides away, I reached behind a tree and pulled out a bow and a fully stocked quiver. I threw the quiver over my shoulder on its strap and attached the bow to it. I went into the center of the group of trees and kicked leaves over a spent fire. Next to it, I picked up a bag with a few contents in it including food, water bottles, a skinning knife, a flint, some first aid equipment, and a few precious objects I collected from my house a week after the incident. Fully equipped, I started forward, starting the day's journey. Soon, I came to a small clearing and looked up, and judging from the sun, decided it was around 8:00 AM. I looked around, and found an apple tree. I took out my bow and knocked three arrows to save the time. I aimed at the apples hanging, and shot. The arrows met their mark, and fell into another clearing. I re-strapped my bow and headed towards the clearing to where the apples landed. I entered the clearing and headed towards the apples. I plucked the arrows from the ground and retrieved the apples. I put the arrows back in my quiver and put two apples in my bag. I took out a bottle of water and poured a little on the apple, cleaning it. I put the bottle back and bit into the apple, savoring the juicy flavor that came with it. Taking another bite, I headed where I was going before. Soon, I got a strange sensation. I got these when I was near a town, but I didn't know why. I've learned to trust at least these sensations, and I approached with caution. I reached behind me for a sword as I pushed aside a few leaves, to find but a few tents. Sighing silently, I let my hand drop from the sword handle. Gently, I let the leaves go back and I circled around the tents and got back on my set path. The sensation was still present, but that was normal for a while after I left somewhere. I shoved my hands into my pockets ant looked up at the clouds through the trees. "Hey there!" greeted a high pitched voice, making me jump backwards about a foot or so. There was a girl hanging right in front of me. In her mid-teens, maybe 16 or 17, I decided. "Don't be so surprised, silly!" she said, making a pouting face. I shook my head, and started around her. When I got to her side, I felt a sharp edge against my chest. I was surprised, but I didn't let it show. "Just where do you think you're going?" She asked a teasing tone to her voice. "You're not going anywhere!" She said. I stepped back slowly, my hands still in my pockets. I glanced down to see a sword in her hand, blocking my path. "Away." I said my first word in over two years. She made a pouty face "But we just met!" She said, sword still in place. She turned around and dropped down. Now that she was straightened out, I could see her more clearly. She had blonde hair pulled into a ponytail that reached the middle of her back. She had on a white shirt, with surprisingly, a Hello Kitty picture on the chest. In my opinion, she seemed sort of childish to be wielding a sword. But as I've learned, looks can be deceiving. "I have no business with you. Step aside" I said, trying to keep from talking too much. With all my troubles, I couldn't trust anybody anymore. So, I guarded myself. I didn't want to be near anybody for any length of time, and I was trying to get away. "Why should I?" She placed a hand on her hip, keeping her gaze on me. "Look, I don't want trouble, but that's what's going to happen if you don't stand aside" I said, reaching a hand behind me to one of my swords. "Who said I wanted trouble?" She said, shifting her weight to one foot. "I just wanted to talk with you" she said, not moving. "And if I refuse?" I asked, my hand lingering on the handle of one of my swords. "Well, then that'd be a pity, because I think you're cute" She winked at me, then slowly slashed her sword in my direction, as if cutting me down. I slowly pulled out my own sword and rested it on my shoulders. I pulled it off of my shoulders and held it in my left hand as I tried to walk past her again. This time, she sliced at me. Moving swiftly, I blocked the attack, a metal clashing sound ringing in the air. I held the position, and tried spinning us. When I reached the opposite side of her, I broke off from the clash and bolted. I turned to look behind me, just to find her following me. Rolling my eyes, I grunted while I sheathed my sword and took out my bow. I knocked an arrow, turned around quickly, and let one fly. She dodged it easily and slashed at it, slicing it in half. Cursing to myself, I turned around again and started running. Squinting, I made out a light. I figured this out as the edge of the trees, and possibly the forest. I ran through the brambles that blocked the end, cursing as they scratched me. I ran into the stretch of open field of grass, and ran a little further. I could tell I wouldn't be able to get away without a fight, so I figured I would at least get a good bit of ground between us so I could start out with the bow. After clearing the line of trees, I turned around to see her just slash the bush down. While I caught her distracted, I knocked two arrows and shot. She didn't bother dodging and just deflected them. After deflecting them, she started running at me, her sword tight in her grip. Quickly, I re-strapped my bow and took out both my swords. Although light in my hands, they were quite sharp and had a heavy swing. She did a downward slash, which I just brushed off with a slice, and with my right hand, sliced at her. She jumped back; dodging it, then came back with a jab. I jumped backwards and slashed at her, aiming for her torso. I wasn't aiming to kill, but if was brought to that, then I would. She leaned backwards, dodging and lashed at my legs. She barely met her mark, but still drew blood. She flipped backwards, getting out of reach of my swords. Cursing to myself in three different languages, I staggered backwards, avoiding stepping too heavily on my injured leg. I knew it should be treated ASAP, but I didn't have the time at the moment due to the fact I was in the middle of a battle. "I thought this was going to be fun." She taunted, twirling her sword in her hand. I for one, not taking taunts lightly, immediately dashed forward and slashed at her. She blocked one of the swords, but the other made a nice sized gash along her side. She looked down at the seeping wound. With a pouting face she said "Well this is going to be bothersome" She shrugged and started running at me again as if the searing pain of the gash didn't affect her at all. She brought her sword to the side, going for a horizontal slash. Prepared for this, I ducked, dodging the blow as I swung with my own sword. She flipped over the sword as she did a flip. I quickly stood up and swirled around, swinging my sword. I barely nicked her on her hip as she landed. She immediately jumped backwards to avoid another blow that I had in motion. Going on the offense, I bolted forward, ignoring the protest in my leg. I crossed my swords, then when I got close enough I lashed out. She stuck her sword out and barely blocked me. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my shoulders and spun around quickly to see a black blur. I spun around again to see the girl had jumped back, and there was another girl with her. This girl was dressed in skin hugging clothes with a small sized satchel on her waist. On her back, I could make out the shape of a short sword. Probably more for speed than anything, I concluded. She had thick eyeliner on, black lipstick and she was pale. She had a few visible piercings, each one some type of dark silver. The boots she had on were like my own, knee high and strapped. But where mine were more for looks, hers were actual combat boots. I could tell by the wear-and-tear that they were meant for fighting and trekking in the woods. Her hair, streaked with dark green, reached about to her shoulders. Also, she was around five-and-a-half feet tall, the same height as the other one. Where the one girl was bright and cheerful and bubbly, this one was dark; Mysterious. I wasn't quite sure her personality, but from her clothes and contrast to the other, she had a darker personality. I backed away, feeling that I'd be stuck outnumbered. I knew I wouldn't have any help, so I'd just be on my own. Just like I had been for over a decade. "Took ya long enough," the girl said. "I thought that you wouldn't show." "Who are you?" I asked, the direction actually aimed for both of them. The darker one turned her head to me, and just looked disinterested. She scoffed then looked back at the girl. Now that they were side to side, I could tell there were many similarities. The build, facial construction, even the way they stood. From what I saw, I could conclude that they were probably sisters. |
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Post by ♫Scylla♫ on Oct 8, 2011 9:38:40 GMT -5
And yes, this story is still alive. Had writer's block for the longest time, then started again. I shall post chapter 1 again even though it's not over. I didn't make changes withing the story, only added on.
Chapter 1
I sat bolt upright, gasping for breath and sweating. I let my head drop back down as I shut my eyes. When I’d sleep, that was the only dream I ever had. I’ve been having nightmares ever since that night, and it only seems to get worse each time. I opened my eyes again and saw leaves and branches obscuring my view of the sky. I thought back to that night eleven years ago. It had been the worst day anybody could imagine having, and that was an understatement. When I had woken up the day after, the town was in smoke, fire, ashes, and ruins. It was burnt down, and I had somehow survived. I had to crawl from under fallen boards, and sift through ashes. I had saw it was raining ash, and the town was burnt down. There were still a couple structures on fire actually.
Since then, I was run out of many towns, and when I found another town, they just ran me out as well. I had learned to only trust myself. I had had people betray me, making me think they loved me, just to have them turn their backs on me when I needed them most. Feeling miserable, I stood up and brushed the leaves and grass off of my black skinny jeans and my black hoodie. I didn’t bother with my knee high black boots, since they would get dirty from walking through the woods. I didn’t know where in the world I was, but that didn’t matter anymore. They were all the same to me.
The last town I hit was over two years ago, and that didn’t last long at all. I got a small job at a Hot Topic to get money, and I bought food and clothes soon after. I didn’t feel secure enough, so I didn’t talk to anybody. With a jolt, I realized I hadn’t spoken in over two years. I shrugged it off and looked around. I didn’t know if I could fly, but I was too repulsed by the fact I was a demon to even try. So for now, I stuck with walking. All I knew about where I was that I was somewhere deep in a forest. One useful thing I learned a couple towns from someone I thought I could trust was crafting. From armor to weapons, I was a natural at it. It was a useful skill, and I even managed to make a couple swords and a bow. The annoying part was the arrows. The problem was that I had to make so many to make them last. I had to try and make them stronger so they didn’t break as much. I practiced my bow daily on getting fruit, so I was pretty skilled at that. And I came across enough animals and moving targets to help me train swords and bow. I used swords of course on the bigger animals, and bow on the smaller ones.
I stood up and walked over to a nearby tree. I reached into the hole, and pulled out my two swords. They were made of black steel, and both of them were about as long as I was tall. I reached in again and pulled out straps. I secured the two swords onto my back, crossing for easy access. A few strides away, I reached behind a tree and pulled out a bow and a fully stocked quiver. I threw the quiver over my shoulder on its strap and attached the bow to it. I went into the center of the group of trees and kicked leaves over a spent fire. Next to it, I picked up a bag with a few contents in it including food, water bottles, a skinning knife, a flint, some first aid equipment, and a few precious objects I collected from my house a week after the incident. Fully equipped, I started forward, starting the day’s journey.
Soon, I came to a small clearing and looked up, and judging from the sun, decided it was around 8:00 AM. I looked around, and found an apple tree. I took out my bow and knocked three arrows to save the time. I aimed at the apples hanging, and shot. The arrows met their mark, and fell into another clearing. I re-strapped my bow and headed towards the clearing to where the apples landed. I entered the clearing and headed towards the apples. I plucked the arrows from the ground and retrieved the apples. I put the arrows back in my quiver and put two apples in my bag. I took out a bottle of water and poured a little on the apple, cleaning it. I put the bottle back and bit into the apple, savoring the juicy flavor that came with it. Taking another bite, I headed where I was going before. Soon, I got a strange sensation. I got these when I was near a town, but I didn’t know why. I’ve learned to trust at least these sensations, and I approached with caution. I reached behind me for a sword as I pushed aside a few leaves, to find but a few tents. Sighing silently, I let my hand drop from the sword handle. Gently, I let the leaves go back and I circled around the tents and got back on my set path.
The sensation was still present, but that was normal for a while after I left somewhere. I shoved my hands into my pockets ant looked up at the clouds through the trees.
“Hey there!” greeted a high pitched voice, making me jump backwards about a foot or so. There was a girl hanging right in front of me. In her mid-teens, maybe 16 or 17, I decided. “Don’t be so surprised, silly!” she said, making a pouting face. I shook my head, and started around her. When I got to her side, I felt a sharp edge against my chest. I was surprised, but I didn’t let it show. “Just where do you think you’re going?” She asked a teasing tone to her voice. “You’re not going anywhere!” She said. I stepped back slowly, my hands still in my pockets. I glanced down to see a sword in her hand, blocking my path.
“Away.” I said my first word in over two years. She made a pouty face “But we just met!” She said, sword still in place. She turned around and dropped down. Now that she was straightened out, I could see her more clearly. She had blonde hair pulled into a ponytail that reached the middle of her back. She had on a white shirt, with surprisingly, a Hello Kitty picture on the chest. In my opinion, she seemed sort of childish to be wielding a sword. But as I’ve learned, looks can be deceiving.
“I have no business with you. Step aside” I said, trying to keep from talking too much. With all my troubles, I couldn’t trust anybody anymore. So, I guarded myself. I didn’t want to be near anybody for any length of time, and I was trying to get away.
“Why should I?” She placed a hand on her hip, keeping her gaze on me.
“Look, I don’t want trouble, but that’s what’s going to happen if you don’t stand aside” I said, reaching a hand behind me to one of my swords.
“Who said I wanted trouble?” She said, shifting her weight to one foot. “I just wanted to talk with you” she said, not moving.
“And if I refuse?” I asked, my hand lingering on the handle of one of my swords.
“Well, then that’d be a pity, because I think you’re cute” She winked at me, then slowly slashed her sword in my direction, as if cutting me down.
I slowly pulled out my own sword and rested it on my shoulders. I pulled it off of my shoulders and held it in my left hand as I tried to walk past her again. This time, she sliced at me. Moving swiftly, I blocked the attack, a metallic clashing sound ringing in the air. I held the position, and tried spinning, to get on the other side of her so I could run. When I successfully reached the opposite side of her, I broke off from the clash and bolted. I turned to look behind me, just to find her following me. Rolling my eyes, I grunted while I sheathed my sword and took out my bow. I knocked an arrow, turned around quickly, and let one fly. She dodged it easily and slashed at it, slicing it in half. Cursing to myself, I turned around again and started running. Squinting, I made out a light. I figured this out as the edge of the trees, and possibly the forest. I ran through the brambles that blocked the end, cursing as they scratched me. I ran into the stretch of open field of grass, and ran a little further. I could tell I wouldn’t be able to get away without a fight, so I figured I would at least get a good bit of ground between us so I could start out with the bow. After clearing the line of trees, I turned around to see her just slash the bush down. While I caught her distracted, I knocked two arrows and shot. She didn’t bother dodging and just deflected them.
After deflecting them, she started running at me, her sword tight in her grip. Quickly, I re-strapped my bow and took out both my swords. Although light in my hands, they were quite sharp and had a heavy swing. She did a downward slash, which I just brushed off with a slice, and with my right hand, sliced at her. She jumped back; dodging it, then came back with a jab. I jumped backwards and slashed at her, aiming for her torso. I wasn’t aiming to kill, but if was brought to that, then I would. She leaned backwards, dodging and lashed at my legs. She barely met her mark, but still drew blood. She flipped backwards, getting out of reach of my swords. Cursing to myself in three different languages, I staggered backwards, avoiding stepping too heavily on my injured leg. I knew it should be treated ASAP, but I didn’t have the time at the moment due to the fact I was in the middle of a battle.
“I thought this was going to be fun.” She taunted, twirling her sword in her hand. I for one, not taking taunts lightly, immediately dashed forward and slashed at her. She blocked one of the swords, but the other made a nice sized gash along her side. She looked down at the seeping wound. With a pouting face she said “Well this is going to be bothersome” She shrugged and started running at me again as if the searing pain of the gash didn’t affect her at all.
She brought her sword to the side, going for a horizontal slash. Prepared for this, I ducked, dodging the blow as I swung with my own sword. She flipped over the sword as she did a flip. I quickly stood up and swirled around, swinging my sword. I barely nicked her on her hip as she landed. She immediately jumped backwards to avoid another blow that I had in motion.
Going on the offense, I dashed forward, ignoring the protest in my leg. I crossed my swords, then when I got close enough I lashed out. She stuck her sword out and barely blocked me. I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my shoulders and spun around quickly to see a black blur. I spun around again to see the girl had jumped back, and there was another girl with her.
This girl was dressed in skin hugging clothes with a small sized satchel on her waist. On her back, I could make out the shape of a short sword. Probably more for speed than anything, I concluded. She had thick eyeliner on, black lipstick and she was pale. She had a few visible piercings, each one some type of dark silver. The boots she had on were like my own, knee high and strapped. But where mine were more for looks, hers were actual combat boots. I could tell by the wear-and-tear that they were meant for fighting and trekking in the woods. Her hair, streaked with dark green, reached about to her shoulders. Also, she was around five-and-a-half feet tall, the same height as the other one.
Where the one girl was bright and cheerful and bubbly, this one was dark; Mysterious. I wasn’t quite sure her personality, but from her clothes and contrast to the other, she had a darker personality. I backed away, feeling that I’d be stuck outnumbered. I knew I wouldn’t have any help, so I’d just be on my own. Just like I had been for over a decade.
“Took ya long enough,” the girl said. “I thought that you wouldn’t show.”
“Who are you?” I asked, the direction actually aimed for both of them. The darker one turned her head to me, and just looked disinterested. She scoffed then looked back at the girl. Now that they were side to side, I could tell there were many similarities. The build, facial construction, even the way they stood. From what I saw, I could conclude that they were probably sisters.
‘Of course I would come,” she said with a bored tone “I wouldn’t pass up the chance to have a good fight.” She glanced in my direction again, as if to evaluate me just by looking at me. Oh, but appearances can be VERY deceiving. I thought to myself. They looked at each other one more time and nodded, then turned to me.
I backed up slowly, preparing for an attack after pulling the ninja star out. They were probably going to attack me on both sides, I figured. Turns out that I was right, I noticed, when I saw them separate and run at me, swords unsheathed. I held up both my swords and met their attack, blocking each with one hand. They were strong, I found out. I turned the blades and jumped backwards in hopes of making them fall into each other and give me an opening. There were none, as they went and slashed at me again.
I parried their attacks as they did mine. After a minute or so, we leapt back, panting. The two sisters looked at each other for a moment. I could tell they were having some kind of communication, even though there were no words spoken between them. I took this opportunity and ran at them, swords at side. They both nodded, and at the last moment dodged my swing.
I was off balance, and expected to pay for it by possibly a cut along my back or side. I didn’t feel cold steel meet my flesh, to my surprise. I quickly whipped around and saw the two conversing casually. I inquisitively raised an eyebrow, curious as to what they were doing. I gripped my swords tightly in each hand, and ran again. I wouldn’t expect to meet a target, of course. They stopped talking, and looked at me.
Both of them were smirking, and didn’t even look interested in the fight anymore. I suddenly had a sharp headache, but I kept running. Then, the cheerful one spoke “So, why don’t you tell us about that brother of yours?”
That, stopped me dead in my tracks. I didn’t let too much expression on my face. Only a fake curiosity.
“What do you mean?” I asked her.
“Oh, don’t tell us you already forgot about how he destroyed your town and killed your family, Raven.”
Alright, now I was kinda freaked out. Freaked out and starting to boil with rage. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh, poor baby Raven, only age of 8 when it happened. How his brother killed his parents for just a pathetic ring.” She said in a mocking tone.
I was speechless. I didn’t know at all how they were getting this information. There was nobody else that night. I had seen all the skeletons and corpses myself. The only ones that knew that much detail were me and my brother. Then, a thought occurred. They must have been there with him in some way. “Were you there, that night?” I asked, a snarl in my voice as I spoke.
She scoffed “No. Somewhere close though. We saw some older guy after seeing a huge fire in the distance. He was holding a ring.” She told me.
I wasn’t listening, though. I was too busy trying to keep my rage down. How did they know all this? Why? Who? How? All these questions were racing through my mind, and I couldn’t keep track of them. I felt weak in the knees, and fell onto them.
“He told us that if we saw a little runt that looked like him, to kill him. And it looks like we finally met this ‘little runt.’ It only took about 11 years.” She said.
At this point, I couldn’t keep hold of my rage. I growled. A deep, menacing, and fearful growl. I looked up, and my eyes were no longer black. They were now red. On the outside, blood red, and closer to the center, it turned into a bright, furious red. I don’t think this was the reaction they expected, since they were backing away slowly now.
I felt different now; More powerful. What I didn’t realize, was the air around me changed as well. It started to waver, like it would from heat. But I didn’t feel hot either. I stood up, and gripped my swords tight. A dark grin spread across my face as I looked at the two.
The ground beneath us began to rumble, and a loud ripping sound tore through the air as hunks of Earth and trees rose from the ground. The air around me shimmered again, and there was another ripping sound. The sound of cloth ripping, and two massive wings appeared at my back. Slits had appeared in the back of my shirt and robe, allowing my wings to spread out.
The two looked at each other, and I could hear them whispering. They then looked at me, then nodded to each other again and they ran separate ways. I heard them run in my direction, and I clenched my swords. As they neared closer, I took a deep breath and then they reached me. I held a sword behind me, and another to my left. Just then, I heard the metallic clang and knew I had blocked their attacks.
With a little flick of the wrists, I spun my sword and theirs came loose. With the opportunity, I lunged with my own towards their chests, but I didn’t meet my mark. I was quite the distance off on the one behind me, but almost got the one to my side. They didn’t back far away, though, and they stuck close to me, speeding up their attacks. With little movement in my legs or torso, I blocked their attacks as they circled me, sparks flying as metal collided with metal.
Subtly, I felt the air around them change as well. Their attacks were getting quicker and more powerful with each swing.
((The big paragragh space is the separater of what I added on))
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Post by ♫Scylla♫ on Nov 18, 2011 11:09:22 GMT -5
“He told us that if we saw a little runt that looked like him, to kill him. And it looks like we finally met this ‘little runt.’ It only took about 11 years.” She said.
At this point, I couldn’t keep hold of my rage. I growled. A deep, menacing, and fearful growl. I looked up, and my eyes were no longer black. They were now red. On the outside, blood red, and closer to the center, it turned into a bright, furious red. I don’t think this was the reaction they expected, since they were backing away slowly now.
I felt different now; More powerful. What I didn’t realize, was the air around me changed as well. It started to waver, like it would from heat. But I didn’t feel hot either. I stood up, and gripped my swords tight. A dark grin spread across my face as I looked at the two.
The ground beneath us began to rumble, and a loud ripping sound tore through the air as hunks of Earth and trees rose from the ground. The air around me shimmered again, and there was another ripping sound. The sound of cloth ripping, and two massive wings appeared at my back. Slits had appeared in the back of my shirt and robe, allowing my wings to spread out.
The two looked at each other, and I could hear them whispering. They then looked at me, then nodded to each other again and they ran separate ways. I heard them run in my direction, and I clenched my swords. As they neared closer, I took a deep breath and then they reached me. I held a sword behind me, and another to my left. Just then, I heard the metallic clang and knew I had blocked their attacks.
With a little flick of the wrists, I spun my sword and theirs came loose. With the opportunity, I lunged with my own towards their chests, but I didn’t meet my mark. I was quite the distance off on the one behind me, but almost got the one to my side. They didn’t back far away, though, and they stuck close to me, speeding up their attacks. With little movement in my legs or torso, I blocked their attacks as they circled me, sparks flying as metal collided with metal.
Subtly, I felt the air around them change as well. Their attacks were getting quicker and more powerful with each swing. Blocking their attacks were still pretty easy, but I soon discovered I couldn’t counterattack as well. There was a sudden pause in the attacks, and I felt energy build up around me. I instinctively knew I should get the hell outta there. I crouched down, and jumped away as the two collided. I felt the force of their swings, even from where I stood.
I put on an expressionless face and held my swords tight in each hand, watching the two closely, for an opening in their defense, for a weakness, anything. The only thing I could really figure out was their relationship they held.
Yes, more. stewpeed writer's plock >.>
Either way, I'm trying to get more in ^^
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Actually, this chapter isn't over yet X) I'm gonna be making updates OwO