Saturday, June 10, 2006

story!
blegh, boring day. nothing specially whatsoever. so heres chapter 1 part 1 of my story. i still dont have a good name for it!

The sound of screams rings in a little boy’s ears as his young mother places him in the center of a stone circle. The boy can sense that something is wrong and begins to cry. The smell of blood and smoke permeate the air while the small world that the boy so briefly knew is destroyed outside the chamber. His mother strokes his head gently as she whispers something in a strange language.
“Good bye, my little boy,” she says softly, choking back the tears in her bright blue eyes. The stone entrance to the chamber is smashed open as she places her hands on a special mark engraved on the table. An intricate pattern lights up slowly, following the curves and lines carved into the circle. A group of human men rush into the chamber through the shattered doorway.
“Die demon woman!” one of them shouts. In what seems like slow motion to the infant boy, he raises his sword and brings it down on the young woman’s sweat-soaked chest, cleaving a gash that runs through her heart. The little boy bawls still louder as flecks of his mothers warm blood splatter onto his face. The man slowly turns to him and raises his stained blade with a vicious grin on his face.
“Now to rid Giran of you vermin for eternity!” shouts the man in a victorious and confident tone. He laughs loudly; a horrible mirthless laugh. The lines of the circle converge on the boy in the center of the table and begin to glow brightly, startling the man. A bolt of black lightening flashes downward, searing the left side of the man’s face. He gives a shout and there is a flash of bright light in the boy’s eyes.
Imaku Kazemaru sits bolt upright on the couch with a gasp. Sweat drips from his dark brown hair as he places his head in his hands and breathes deeply.
“Again…” he whispers. He slowly opens his bright, almost luminescent, blue eyes and stands up. He makes his way out of the darkened room, deftly avoiding the clutter on the floor and furniture. As he enters the dimly lit kitchen, another boy is sitting at the table. His normally gelled up black hair is down and messy and his eyes are half shut from being up so late.
“Same dream again, huh?” he asks sleepily.
“Yeah,” replies Imaku with a sigh.
“So when ya gonna tell me what this dream is about anyway?” the boy asks as Imaku pours himself a glass of milk. “It’s been going on since you got here six months ago.”
“You want anything to drink, Kaji?” asks Imaku.
“There you go dodging the question again!” shouts Kaji. “Every time me or Suki ask you about it, you change the subject!”
“So that’s a ‘no’ on the drink then?” asks Imaku calmly, obviously ignoring Kaji.
“You’re impossible,” replies Kaji, resting his head on the edge of the table. “Yeah, I guess I’ll have a beer,” he adds with a yawn.
“You really gotta kick this drinking habit, Kaji,” calls Imaku from the refrigerator, tail wagging. “We’re only like sixteen you know. You could get into some serious trouble.”
“You know my dad; he doesn’t care what I do.”
“I’m talkin’ ‘bout Suki!” Imaku says, eyes widening. “She’s like the police around us two! Keeps us outta trouble,” he adds with a chuckle
“I’ll drink to that!” says Kaji, raising his bottle. “Hey, remember the time she- STOP FIDGETING WITH YOUR TAIL!!” he shouts.
“Sorry!” replies Imaku, who is a bit startled. He moves his tail down where it still wags weakly. “Just a habit…” he mumbles.
“You know I’m not used too the whole tail and cat ears thing.” Kaji says.
“Wolf ears!” yells Imaku. “And why not?! Everyone else is!”
“I dunno, I just-“ Kaji starts. He is interrupted by his father entering the room with no pants on.
“It’s two in the morning.” He says groggily. “Go ta bed.”
“Alright, alright” retorts Kaji in an exasperated tone. “G’night Imaku” he adds, sighing exaggeratedly.
“And put my beer back!” Kaji’s father orders. “I told you, you have to buy your own!”
“Told you he didn’t care what I did” Kaji says to Imaku, ignoring his father completely.
“G’night Kaji.” says Imaku with a bit of laughter in his voice.

so hwat do you think? the first couple chapters are pretty lighthearted, but it gets deeper and darker later on.

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