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Chapters 1-3 Chapter 1 "- the triangle's measure is 180. With the formula shown above, you can find out any missing measurements when given." I yawned hearing him talk. I took a look out the window to the left of me. The trees swayed back and fourth to the autumn breeze. The leaves blow on the ground, and for an extra source of entertainment, I can watch two squirrels fight over an acorn. This definitely beats listening to the teacher. "Would Mr. Yuchiro like to solve number twenty-eight in the text book for us?" The teacher said to me as I just snap back my look towards him. "I guess I don't have much of a choice. The missing measurement is forty-nine degrees." I said back to him. I only glanced at it, so everyone in their head is either going nerd, or genius. Depends on whom that person is. Let me give you a hint though, the only people going genius is the ones that have a degree in teaching. "Very well, thank you." He said back to me, in a surprised tone. I honestly don't think I am smart, it's just that I have something called common sense and creativity. I use them both so much, it's unbelievable. The teacher continued to do the following problems on the board, so I just fell asleep. I dreamed one of those kinds where it makes sense, but it doesn't. Those are pretty common for me. Sometimes I can manage to remember some of them. It's get pretty crazy, and I may even mistake them for reality. Probably because I thought I heard the bell ring, so I just ignored it. Unfortunately, it wasn't a dream. I felt a whack across my head. It hurt, especially since it was a metal object. I look up to see a tall classmate, box face, popular, and extremely mean. He was known to be a bully in a sense. Truthfully, he's out to get me, and no one else. I've never seen him bag on anyone as he did to me. "Hey, weasel head, wake up. I got something I wanna ask you." He said to me. I just wanna point out his name Sakai. It doesn't fit him at all. "What do you wanna ask?" I said back to him. I knew what was coming. I just swallowed any kind of pride, hope, or dignity I had left. "Didn't I tell you not show off? It makes me, and everyone else look bad. Now it's time for your punishement." He said back to me in an arrogant tone. By the way, when he says this, it's one of two things; he's either going to hurt me physically, or two, he'll hurt my physically and then make me do something I'll regret. He picked me up by my shirt and dragged me off in the hall way. It was so jammed with people going back in fourth, no doubt any adult will see it. What he'll do next is probably the most painful experience I have ever felt in my life. Once he dragged me into the hallway, he pushed me against the wall. I instantly tensed my face, feeling a blow against my nose. My head went numb. So numb, that I wasn't feeling anything. Too bad it only lasted for a few seconds. The throbbing was so bad, I put my hand over my nose. Blood was just flowing out like a water spout. I let go to drop a handful of blood on the ground. Some people just walked by, ignoring what they saw. Others stood there, seeing what happened in awe. Obviously it didn't occur to them I might be hurt badly. I proceeded into the bathroom. I look in the mirror to see my nose was slightly bent. It was clearly broken to an extent. I knew what to do, simply push the bone into place. Of course, it wasn't going to feel pretty. I pushed it back, as a loud scream came from my mouth. Everyone in the hallway flinched for a second. I walked back out as Sakai stood there smiling. People expected me to cry, but I wasn't. No tears could come out, for all the times this has happened, I was like a dried up well. Girls had their hands over their mouths at the sight of my school uniform covered in blood. I didn't realize that I bled that much, of course, it was nothing too bad. I took off my outer shirt, so that way there was no blood. I left to my locker in the front of the school, and went back to class. I survived the rest of the day only to get pulled over by Sakai. He had a broom in his hand. I told you it was one of two things. Looks like I got the short end of the stick. I was having class room duty today, I guess. I took the stick without arguing and went to work. My head was pounding from the punch, so it made it hard to focus on doing it. When I got done, I just left, leaving everything for the janitor to pick up. There was a cool breeze outside. Quite refreshing considering what happened today. I sat down on the bench when I heard someone get hit. It sounded like someone just got decked in the stomach really hard. On the other side of the wall where I was sitting, someone was getting their act straightened. The wall was pretty eay to climb, so I got myself to the top to peer down at what was going on. To my surprise, Sakai was getting his ass handed to him by a girl. This was really strange. Sakai got up to fight back. When he did, he got kicked int he shoulder which made him fall to the side. Of course it isn't that easy to bring someone down that easily, so he regain his balance. He threw two punched towards the girl, but she just ducked. Before you knew it, he was on the ground holding his stomach for what it's worth. I was on the edge of the wall before I slipped on the edge. Luckily I fell on the bench. I made a lot of noise upon the landing. The scrambling behind the wall made me jump to my feet and bolt for safety. There was a dumpster on the side of school, and it was the perfect place to go since I can look out for myself. Behind it was a small chair, which was used for the janitor to sit and have a smoke, I guess. I sat down and watched the girl run around the corner, looking for me. There was a crackle, and I notice the chair was beginning the collapse. I sat up, exposing my head above the dumpster. This wasn't ideal for a number of reasons. Foot steps followed, so I ducked for cover. The girl came straight to me, so it was pretty much useless. She was tall, as tall as me, and thin. She had a ribbon wrapped around her knuckled so she wouldn't cut them up in the fight. I looked at her clothes, they were the school uniforms, modified a bit. By a bit, I clearly mean she wasn't wearing the school uniform. I seen this girl around many times. She's in my classes, but I never paid any special attention to her. Probably due to that mean look of her's. She had blondish hair, long, almost to her knees. Her bangs came to her shoulders, and the ones over he forehead went over her eyes a little bit. I have to admit, if she never had that mean look in her eyes, she'd be cute. I wonder if I could get her to smile... To bad for me the fact that she has a death glare pointing at me, that was never going to happen. "It's you, the boy from the hallway." She said at me. She was direct and forward. It kind of made me nervous. "I don't mean to sound like a smart ass, but there's tons of boys from the hallway." I said back at her, scared. She looked at me, directly, which made it hard for me not to be. I always disliked it when people did that. It made me nervous. "The boy who was punched, right?" She said back, trying to ignore the fact I was being a smart ass. "Yeah, that's me. What about it?" I casually replied. "I hope you're alright. Now you owe me one." She then said almost like she does these kind of things for a hobby. "Owe you for what?" I said back carelessly. "For making sure he'll never pick on you again." She sounded annoyed at me. "I see. What do you want me to do for you then?" I said once again clueless. "When ever I need you to do something, I'll give you a call." She said before walking away. I watched her walk away, thinking about what just happened. Was it something bad, or good? Should I be thankful or sad? Should I really help her out? A better question, why help me out? Out of the three years I've been tortured, why today? It would have been better if it was maybe three years ago. Then again, everyone did hate me the most that year. Middle school rumors are the worst. Everyone will believe anything. After taking a last glance at her, I was surprise she never looked that strong. She had thin arms, thin legs, and a skinny body. How could someone like her be able to stand up to a guy like him? Oh well, might as well head home now, my aunt is going to kill me if I am late for chores. Oh boy, more work to do. My aunt was sitting on the balcony above me. She had a faint smile on her face. Apparently she had a good day. I might even be able to skip chores today! When I walked in, I set down my blood ridden uniform on the floor, taking my shoes off, and then picking the uniform back up and tossing it int he laundry. Good thing it was black, otherwise someone will find out. I slipped into my room, and laid on my bed. It was a long day for me, I guess. It was very eventful at the least. There was a knock at my door, so I was assuming it was dinner. I opened it up to see Yuji, one of the poeple living here, standing there. He was holding dinner in his hands. He had a smile on his face, as usual. "Here's dinner, Sato." He said to me. Oh, I forgot to mention my name was Yuchiro Sato. "Thanks, Yuji." I said to him before he walked off. I set the dinner down on my table and began to eat. It was curry, and my favorite as well. He really knew how to cook, especially since he's going to be a chef one day. Lucky for him, he had something he is good at. Myself on the other hand is a failure. The only thing going for me is my smarts and my average physical body. The rest is just plain bad. My aunt is a clever writer who works for the local newspaper. Everyone else who lives in this house is either a scholar or a student. The clock rang in the first floor signaling it was 8 o'clock. I should be working on my homework. My backpack was laying against the wall, so I grabbed it and threw my work on the table. It was relatively small, because most of it is done in class. When I got done, ten minutes passed by like that. I sat down on my bed, bored, because everyone else was using the TV. There was the option to talk a walk, but knowing that Sakai's thugs would be out on the prowl, it would be wiser to stay indoors. I guess I can just pack it in early and go to bed. The next morning, the birds were chirping as usually, a cheerful morning. I got up lazily, putting my pants on, and walked down stairs shirtless. I open the wash so I can pull out my clothes. The shirt came out clean, which was nice, and I pulled it on. Breakfast was cereal. I guess that Yuji was out again. I quickly ate before getting off to school. When I got there, I could see that Sakai was standing at the front door. He had a bandage on his arm, probably got sprained in that scuffle. When I got to the door, he pulled me over like usual. He was going to ask me for money as usual. What made this different, he wasn't smiling at all. No more evil grin? Maybe that fight yesterday set him straight. "Sato- where do you think you're going? I got something to say to you." He said to me in a less cocky tone than usual. "You want my money?" I said back to him. "N-no, in fact, I want to apologize. I guess what I was doing was pretty wrong, and I promise to make it up to you. Just ask, and I'll help. Anyway, to pay you back for all the money I have taken, I'm giving you all of it back." He said while holding out a sum of cash that was surprisingly large. I took it from his hand and flipped through it. There was so much money here that I can probably buy me a used car. "That's a lot of money, are you sure this is the amount you took from me? I don't think I've had that much money before." "I've actually kept all of it, I never spent a dime. Please take it, it's the least I can do for you." He said walking away. Apparently he had swallowed so much pride, I think it made him sick. The school bell rung signaling that you should go inside. So I did, and put everything in my locker. When I got to class and sat down, pretty much everyone was staring at me. This was odd, and it made me so nervous that I could just pass out. Did someone spread a dirty rumor about me again? The best thing to do was to listen to everyone's conversation. I didn't have any real friends, because any friend I had pretty much hated me during middle school. Yeah, the rumors back then were pretty bad. "- and he pretty much took him out." A girl whispered in the background. "Yeah, and he didn't show any mercy either. They say he got him down with one arm." Another girl whispered. "Amazing, and to think he had it in him to stand up to a guy like that." The girl whispered back to the other. A boy walked in the room, and pat me on the back. "Way to go, Yuchiro! You sure showed Sakai!" As he walked passed me. What's going on? Does everyone think I was the one who fought Sakai? I really don't like hitting people. Not because I am sort of sissy, nor a pacifist. I just think it's not right without a good reason to do it. The teacher walked in, shushing the class before turning his back to the board. He was going to start writing the lesson for today. This was when everyone started causing a ruckus. Everyday, it's the same thing. Sometimes it was comical, sometimes it was just plain cruel. On a bad day, it would be directed at me. Since I am so quiet and stay out everyone's way, barely anyone pays attention. Today must have been a bad day since a girl passed me a note. She blushing as she passed it. She tried not to look at me when she gave it to me too. Was this some fake confession? The girls do this sometimes, which gets pretty annoying. I opened it up, and the note read, "Hey, Sato, I really admire you for standing up to that bully." After I was done, I looked at her, and she was smiling shyly at me. I nodded and she turned away, to infatuated to look back. Looks like I got an admirer. Should I be glad or worried? I wasn't the one who started this. When the bell rang, I decided I should talk to that girl I met yesterday. She walked down the hallway, everyone pretty much stay out of her way. I'd understand why, she's pretty scary. When I caught up to her, I tapped her shoulder. She turned around, and I saw her eyes, pretty damn scary if you ask me. Chapter 2 I tried to form words, but I was to dazed to say anything. She was looking straight through me. Until she relaxed, I could actually say something. "Uh, hey, I really don't know your name, can you tell me?" I said to her finally. "My name is Yoshida Ookami." She said back. Wait, Ookami? As in wolf? Fits her perfectly. "Well, Ookami-san, why does everyone think I was the one who fought Sakai?" I said to her. It sounded weird to call her just Ookami, and since I did have some respect towards her, I might as well throw that out there. "I told him too, that's why. If they knew it was me, then they'll think you told me to do it, thus causing more problems for you. Wait, did you call me Ookami-san?" "Yeah, why do you ask?" "Not many people call me that, you know. Do you 'like' me, or something?" She said back so casually, I couldn't help but just to get nervous. "W-what, no it's because I respect you, t-that's all." I said to her. She then turned around and walked away. She really didn't feel like talking. Oh well, at least I know her name. Yoshida Ookami. The bell rang, so I ran to class. When I sat down, the same thing, everyone staring at me, whispers, etc. When the day ended, and I went home, I seem to have found Ookami-san walking home as well. Since I am pretty much one in a crowd, there's no way she'll know it's me. I followed the group of people so that way I won't be noticed. She stopped at one of school club areas, and walked in. It was the student counsel place. When she went in, I quickly followed her. I peered through the window. I saw her sit down in the chair facing away from the window. That's good, she wasn't going to notice, but someone might, since everyone else was there too. They seem to have a discussion, but I guess that's what they do. When she got up to leave, I bounced to a place to hide. When she left, I saw her pick up a cat and began to pet it. There was a smile on her face, one that I never saw before. She was cute, almost like she was a normal school girl. I want her to smile all the time so everyone wouldn't try and avoid her. Maybe it's because she's insecure. Since I try to stay out of everyone's way by staying out of people's business, it could be the same for her, just a more bold approach to it. I admired that, but also I think it's kind of sad that she's hiding that smile away from everyone else. I accidentally sneezed in the bush, blowing my cover. She set the cat down and walked over to the bush I was hiding in. Her hand reached in and grabbed my shirt and pulled me out. I had a leave in my hair, which made me look like a fool. "What are you, some kind of stalker?!" She said angrily. I couldn't say anything to her, so I just looked down. Then I tried to say something. "I just wanted to know what kind of person you are." I managed to say. She set me down on the ground. I was expecting some sort of slap, but instead I got knocked to the top of the head. It hurt, but not that badly. "Ow, ow, ow..." I said quietly. "Then just ask, there's no need to stalk me, that's really creepy. You're so luck you owe me, other wise I would pound the crap out of you." She said to me. This caught me in surprise in many ways. "S-sorry. I didn't mean it to be like." I said back. Before long, people showed up, and they looked mean. Apparently our conversation would be interrupted. "Ahaha, what do we have here? The weasel haired boy, and a wolf." Said the tallest guy. I honestly don't see what's so weaselly about my hair, except for the fact it really never wanted to pick a direction to stay at. After that thought, Ookami-san pulled out a ribbon from her pocket and wrapped it around her knuckles. Apparently these guys meant business. "Get out of here, you're only going to get in the way." She said to me, waving her hand, motioning to get out. "I won't just abandon you!" I said back cool like. I guess it didn't sit with her well. "I wasn't asking you." She said throwing her glance at me. This time she wasn't looking through me, but at me. To tell you the truth, this was much scarier than you think. I got up and walked away. I then hopped over the fence, only to then hide to watch. "So, you let the rodent get away. You're probably right, he'll get in the way." Said the tall guy to her. "Yeah, well what do you want?" "We came to take you back, we miss you." He said back to her with a smug look. This made me wonder what kind of people she got mixed in with. "Why would I want to come back to a bunch of thugs like you. You people seriously need to leave me alone. I have nothing you want, so just go." She motioned at the guy. This made him angry, and they all bum rushed her. She quickly ducked and dodged everything they tossed at her. She was throwing punches at them, knocking guy after guy out. She was fighting so well, it was unbelievable. After clearing out a bunch of guys, there was one guy walking by seeing what happened. "Oh dear, and it seems you cleared out all my friends. Tsk, tsk, little girl. Now you made me angry." He said, after shuffling in his pocket. She clenched her teeth, obviously not favoring the situation. Next thing you see the guy do is pull out a knife. It was large, and probably sharp. This was unfair in many ways. Just when you think things couldn't get worse for her, the tall guy from before jumped and grabbed her. She was now locked and open for any attack from that guy. "Oh, I am going to enjoy cutting you up." He said, creepily. Honestly, there was no other way to get out of this. After seeing him run at her with the knife, I instinctively jumped over, and tried to defend her. I was never a guy with good aim, so I kind of lost my angle, and managed to get my hand hand cut up badly. The blade pierced right between my middle and ring finger. This caused me to clench his hand, in pain, of course. Blood just dripped from my hand. Ookami-san gasped at what I did. After clenching his hand, I extended my foot and kicked him in the face. I honestly should have put more effort into it, because he didn't fall unconscious like I hoped. Then he grabbed my foot and tossed me to the ground. His blade then jabbed into my left arm, near my shoulder, and the pain was so intense, I screamed. As quickly as that happened, I forced him off me. This made him fall to the ground. This was my chance, I quickly tossed a fist down at his face. The look he made as it descended to him was crazy. It landed in his cheek, causing him to get knocked out. I turned around, looking at the guy who was holding onto Ookami-san. He was scared so badly, he let go, and bolted out of there. Ookami-san wobbled before regaining composure. She then walked over to me knocked me across the head. "You idiot, I told you to leave." She said to me. "Please, you were obviously in a bind, so I helped you." I said to her. "I guess this makes us even." She said to me before walking away with a smile on her face. I guess she likes to make the conversations short. She walked away, as usually I'd watch her, in awe. I've never respected anyone more than her. Not because she was strong or bold, it was because she never prejudged me. There was a clock tower, so it was easy to tell what time it was. I quickly glanced at it seeing I was going to be in trouble if I don't get home. I ran past Ookami-san so fast, I don't think she didn't recognize me. One of the many things in sports I could be considered good at was running. When I finally reached home, my Aunt was sitting on the balcony. It was getting dark outside, so I think she pretty much got fed up and did the chores herself. When I got up to the yard, I yelled up to her. "Sorry about being late, Kidae! I was caught up in a fix, so I kinda lost track of time." "No problem, just make sure to give me a call if you plan on being late." She said to me. Her name is Yuchiro Kidae, my aunt, and the one who watches over me. My parents are usually out on business trips, so I moved in her. She owns this dorm here, so she always has money to do with what she wants due to the many college students stay here. "Thanks, Kidae." I walked inside, and dumped my shoes. I totally forget my gaping wound in between my knuckles. I was sweating so, I quickly started a bath for myself. When I got changed in my room, and came downstairs, I guess I was a little late to the punch. Yukida, one of the girls who stay here was in the bath already... She didn't lock the door either. She screamed, obviously. "Oh- Oh I am so sorry! I swear, I didn't know!" I said to her before closing the door. My head was beat red. After that, I went to another bathroom and started the bath. After I got the bath, we had dinner in the dining hall, and we all began to talk about our days. Me and Yukida made up, she was as cheerful as ever. Thank god, I couldn't bare any more awkward situations. After finishing dinner, I went to bed. It was a long day, and I wanted to get some rest. - It seemed like weeks went by pretty fast. Things settled down, and everyone left me alone. Peace and quiet. I owe it all to Ookami-san. I guess I sort have developed a crush on her. I could never bring myself to talk to her, though. When the time comes, I'll confess my feelings to her. Fortunately that time was a year later. I am in the second year of highschool now. Everything is as it was. Boring, peaceful, just how I like it. Barely anyone notices me, and most of the time, they don't even know my name. It's cool with me I guess, since I honestly like it this way. No more bullies, no more rumors, it's all great. I may not have that many friends, in fact, all my friends are at the dorm I live at, so pretty much everyone here is just a colleague of mine. The crush grew more and more everyday, because Ookami-san looked more like a girl by the passing hour. Though people view her as a tom boy, I see her as herself. I've tried to confess many times, but I end up just following her around. It's kind silly, I know, but it's the most I can muster up. The many perks of being excluded from the minds of everyone at school makes me pretty much invisible in the crowd. I can easily blend in and follow. Not once has Ookami-san caught me following her. I guess that makes me a stalker, but how is it stalking when I am literally behind her most of the time. Even then, our houses are in the same direction, so I just go this way anyway. Is it really that wrong? You're probably right. I guess it is a little wrong. Maybe I should stop. Or confess to her for a change. The bell will ring in about ten minutes, that way I can ask her when she walks home. The only problem is, will she remember me? What if she doesn't and calls me some sort of stranger creep? I wouldn't want to get into a fight with her! She'd utterly kill me! Anyway, I started to walk home, behind her, with some other people to blend in. When they finally cleared out it was just me and her. I tried calling out her name, but it wouldn't come out. "Um, O-Ookami-san...?" I said quietly. When she heard that she stopped and turned around. She was glancing at me strangely. Almost like she didn't recognize. This wasn't particularly favored. "What?" She said back straight forwardly. Chapter 3 "I um, uh, I, err, well it's..." It's not like I could just say "I really like you, Ookami-san!" to her. That's just too weird. "What is it you want to say?" She said exactly like before. This time I finally swallowed everything little bit of manliness I had, and replied. "I really 'like' you, Ookami-san!" I said exactly like how I shouldn't have said it. Her eyes had adjusted from the menacing glare to a surprised, and slightly annoyed look. She then sighs at the though, before looking at me. This time she wasn't staring through me as usual. "I appreciate the thought, but I really don't know who you are." She said to me. This is kind of awkward. The one person who I'd think that would remember me doesn't remember. "You don't remember who I am, huh? Well, maybe I should go." I was sad, and I will admit that. Shot down by the one girl that I really like just like that. I started home, depressed and sad. I placed my hands behind my hand, interlocking my fingers. When she saw me do that, she noticed the scar in between my knuckles. It was pretty easy to spot too, because it was that big. At first, she couldn't piece together who I was. When I finally arrived my house and went inside, she then remembered who I was. Yuchiro Sato! When I got home, I took a long bath, and then sulked in my room for a few hours. I went to bed early, and woke up the next morning. It's almost like I never dreamed at all. The sky was blue, slightly cloudy, as usually. The same routine, brush my teeth, take a shower, put on clothes, and get my stuff ready for school. Then I would eat my breakfast and be on my way. On my way out the door, I nearly tripped due to the rush of being late. This was a common occurrence on my account. Upon getting out the door, I found Ookami-san walking at the same time everyday. I am always following her, even sometimes I don't mean to. She stopped abruptly and turned around. I didn't stop to even notice. You can say that I just gave up on that hope. As I walked passed her, she put her hand out to stop me. "Hey, wait a minute." She said as she stuck her hand out. "What is it?" I was sort of glad to hear her talk to me. "Your name is Yuchiro, right?" She said to me. "Yeah, it is." I said back to her somewhat more confidently. "I apologize from yesterday. It's been awhile since I've actually noticed you. I thought you'd stand out more than that after gaining the chance of instant popularity." She said to me a little less scarily. "I kind of turned it down, I really didn't like to take advantage of his misfortune of coming across you." I said to her as I cracked my knuckles. This was something of a habit. The cut in between my fingers cut up my tendines, so it feels weird if I don't. "That cut you have on your hand. You got the from protecting me, wasn't it?" She said somewhat shyly. This was a rare for her tone to change into that. "Yeah, I accidentally misjudged the timing there, and I accidentally got myself hurt." I told her. "I never had the chance to thank you, then again you were only paying back the favor you owed me." She said to me, regaining her confidence back. "I guess so. I best better be getting to school, I like to be early." I told her as I began to walk. She then grasped my shoulder. I turned around and looked her. Her eyes were green. I never noticed them since I was always too scared to make eye contact. They were beautiful, and they glowed in the sunlight as well. "W-wait. You can call me Yoshida if you want. I think Ookami-san is a little formal, don't you think?" Once again saying in a shy tone of voice. What struck me here was that she actually blushing. Was the wolf really finally showing her nice side to me? She was cute, very cute. I was a picky guy, and I never really liked many girls. Even though she was somewhat manly, I guess maybe if you over look that a bit, there was a hint of beauty. "Alright, thank you for being so nice, Yoshida." That was the last words I spoke to her before I left. It was a tough thing to do, confessing to a girl who is probably not interested in dating. I left for school, and it seemed so awkward. After confessing to her, will she tell some one? This will definitely cause some attention towards me. I guess I shouldn't worry about it, if someone figures it out, who will care? Guys always confess to girls a lot, so what's the difference if it is me? We'll find it out in due time. Might as well just play as cool as possible. Same routine, nothing will change. As class went on, there have been wandering eyes, maybe I am just being hysterical, or just plain on edge. I kept the motions to a minimum, burying my head in a book when ever I can. Then someone giggled when I returned the look. What were they laughing at? Oh geez, is it going to happen again? The bell rang, so school was over. When I got out of my seat, someone approached me. I never saw this person before, she was the girl that giggled. Maybe since I never pay attention to people who never pay attention to me, I just never noticed her. "You silly boy, confessing to a girl you know nothing about..." She said giggling slightly. "What do you mean?" I said back slightly puzzled at what she said. "If you truly 'like' her, then I best hope you'd stay away from her, there's more than what you are seeing." She replied creepily. "Can we stop speaking in metaphors here?" I said irritated. She sighed and walked away. It took me awhile to realize that was no metaphor. She was serious, dead serious. There wasn't a doubt in my head that I didn't know anything about her, but what was I worrying about? One of the reasons I like her is so I can get to know her more. Why she helped, who she is, etc. While walking home, I noticed Yoshida was not there. In fact, there was no one else around me either. Maybe she got home before I did, and it was just mere coincidence that no one else was around. I didn't think much of it, though in some way, this was odd. Although I am not one to care if anyone isn't around or not, it's just that walking the busy streets here, you'd think there'd be one person walking around. The wind blew in ominous way, cold and shaky. I caught a whiff of Yoshida's smell near by, but she was never around. The reason I know it so well is because she smells good all the time. It's very easy to notice, when she walks by you, it's there. Why was I smelling it if she wasn't around. Before long, I got on my block where I can rest easy. I saw two kids playing with a ball in the street. Finally, some people. I turned to open the gate when I heard a distinct sound. The sound of a heavy person or animal moving about on the other side of the gate. The gate in front my house was metal, but the brick wall that divides the yard to the street is too big for me to see over. God only knows what's over there. I hope it isn't a loose dog. After pushing the gate out and I stepped inside, I felt something invisible smack me in the chest. It hurt, a lot of course because I fell down to my feet. When I stood up, I felt a scrap across my leg. That also hurt a lot, it tore open my pants, and I was bleeding from an open flesh wound. I panicked and ran inside my house. Too bad in an instant, my site turned blurry red like, and when I twisted the door knob, it wouldn't budge. What is going on? I turned around to find a small girl with an evil, and disturbing smile on her face. "I don't think so, my valuable friend. I can't let something like you get away that easily." She said, taking steps towards me. It almost felt like an eternity. "What are you... talking about?" I said to her. It was getting hard to breath. It was like a ton of bricks were pressed against my chest. "I am here to take your soul, of course. It's emanating with so much energy, that I just want eat it up." She said still coming closer. "You're demented!" I yelled at her. "In a way, perhaps." She giggled, still inching her way towards me. Crap, what was I going to do? As unreal as it sound, a dream or not, I was going to do what ever it takes to live. Although I dislike people judging me, or even just taking their attention to me, I was always hoping to see the day where I can over come that fear and start a peaceful life. If it was a dream, then it would help me over come what fears I do have. If it's real, I promise to change my ways forever. Please, god, don't let this happen to me! She opened her mouth, large vampiric fangs popped out. Other than this being the worst kind of actual vampire, this was actually so hilariously stupid looking that I couldn't help but just start laughing at her. Truthfully, that wasn't such a smart idea. "What's so funny?" She said a little bit angrily. "You. You're a joke. If I am going to die or lose my soul to you, then it's going to be one hell of a joke. Seriously? A vampire?" I said laughing my head off. "Silly boy, I am no vampire! I am a spirit, and if you think this is a joke, then may god so help you right now. This is not mere joke!" She said starting to lunge. At that moment, the burst of laughter gave me the courage to start moving my own again. As she lunged, I quickly side stepped, having her hit the door. She got back immediately after hitting, so I quickly bolted for the gate. Unfortunately, the gate didn't seem to want me to leave. It closed by itself, and when I turn around, she was standing there with the same evil look, but this time angry. She quickly locked me in place with what ever magic she was using. This made it so hard to move, as if I was just moving in slow motion. This gave me an idea. Theoretically, if I am in in slow motion, would the same force still be applied to movements, although time itself is slowed? Then if I just punched in mid air, and she touched it, she'd feel the full blow right there. Great idea. She came at casually, walking with another grin on her face. Fortunately for her, I am not stupid. Let's see, fist is coming out, now all she has to do is touch it. Then when she got in arms reach, she reached for my chest. I looked down, noticed her hand was literally inside me. This freaked me out in more ways then one. Then she bumped my fist. She went flying backwards, in fact, I don't think it's possible for a punch to hit that hard. She got up and threw out her angry face again. I was free from the magic though. When that happened, I did some sort of martial arts stunt running up the wall, holding the wall to the left so I don't fall backwards. This gave me leverage to swing over and begin to escape. When I got passed the side walk, I hit a magical barrier. It was making the red glow appear. So it's a seal? "You are a clever boy, aren't you. I guess you should be taken care of now." She said walking up towards me. This time she had out claws from her nails. Extremely hideous, no more than what I want to say. "I suggest you don't move, unless you want to feel more pain than I plan on giving you. It was going to painless too, but you had to go and fight back, didn't you?" She said after the short little walk over to me. I was way too frightened to move. She placed her razor blade claws to my neck. I would not dare to even twitch. She stuck her hand in my chest again, this time, I can feel it reaching for something. It was so odd, because it didn't go through me. To describe what it felt like... I don't think I can. As she reached inside, it almost felt like she grabbed my heart. When she grabbed what ever it was, it felt like someone was causing my heart beat to race twenty times faster than normal. She slowly pulled it out, as if it was lodged in there good, I doubt she was going to get it easily. My heart slowly sank, as if I hit some sort of awful slump. In a better sense, go six days without sleep, that's what I sort of feel like. I was losing my breath. Harder and harder to breath as she pulled it out. Wait, what was I doing? Taking it like a man? Please, let's fight a bit before I die. The truth is, if I am going to die, then I was going down fighting! I decided to collapse, the best way to throw her off. As I faked it, her hand slipped and it came out. When that happened, I instantly felt better, and before I actually fell, I caught myself, and rolled to the right and bolted to some open area. Behind my house, the barrier extended enough to keep a distance, and but close enough to where I can pull a fast one. "You're a feisty one! Don't you dare try and prolong the inevitable." She said to me calmly. "That's true, but your tiny body can't possibly think it can out last me. Let's play cat and mouse for awhile." I said back taunting her. "Nah, let's just mane you enough so you can't get around." She said lifting her hand up. A blue bolt of ice appeared in her hand. She tossed it, piercing my chest. The pain was fierce. Far worse than the cut on my leg. I fell over, against the barrier. She then rushed over to me, not taking any chances, continuing her search for what ever it is. I was so dazed, so hocked up on adrenaline, I lost focus, possibly consciousness. All I could here was a slashing sound, and her hand coming out. I gained focus long enough to see what was happening. Um, yeah, there's no story format here since ZETABOARDZ DOEZ NAWT SEWPORT INDENTZ! Edited by Other Kris, Dec 1 2010, 04:09 PM.
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| Other Kris | Dec 2 2010, 08:39 PM Post #2 |
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Chapter 4. This is a new chapter for the story. It is considerably long, and well, I had writer's block during this chapter. Near the end is when everything gets explained, so please be sure to stay interested until then. Spoiler: click to toggle It was Yoshida! She looked different, her hair was just eminating blue. Her eyes, jsut as blue too. She had an energetic feel coming off her, as well as that sweet scent I keep smelling. She was holding a sword, it was also giving off a blue aura. It was so cool, I'd never seen such a thing before. She turned towards the sliced off arm that she must have cut off. Her attention was then reappointed to the thrown ice shard things. She quickly deflected them with her sword. It was amazing at the speed she was doing it at. Then she dashed forward, or at least that's what I thought it was. It was more like a lean forward, jump, disappear, and then cut the vampire kid-girl. She disappeared in some sort of pixie dust. I sat in relief that it was over. The pain in my chest was gone, probably due to the andrenaline. What struck me was that she practically ignored who I was. She just came up, pulling out the ice spear-shard thing. I didn't hurt either, when she did I began to panic. "H-hey! You need to find me help!" I said sort of loud. "I am going to lose too much blood if I don't get help." I said calmer. "Hey! Are you listening?!" I yelled. "Hey, pipe down. Look, there's no blood. Every one of you spirits always make such a commotion. Just calm down, you're already dead." She replied. This was clearly not the same Yoshida I knew. That was just cold. "Yoshida, what has gotten into you? I knew you weren't the nicest person, but I never thought you were this cold." I replied. "I was only here to find that spirit. Apperently I was here for too long and I got mixed up with you." She said coldly. "Besides, it's not like you'll be alive long enough for anyone to actually believe you, or remember you were ever around." "How can you say that? Besides, you can't honestly say you don't have feelings for me after I confessed." I said sort of embarrassed. Her cheeks began to blush. "What are you talking about? I had to create some sort of life for myself, otherwise if I blew everything off, I'd attract suspision." She said back sort of shy, but still bold. "Alright. I see how it is." I said back sadly. After that conversation, all hopes for me being her boyfriend are crushed. I guess that was that. There was nothing I could do to help it. I wish that I never confessed to her, that way none of this ever happened. I hate myself for this more than you know. Perhaps it was best to leave it as is. But I was curious, so I might as well ask on. "I honestly don't understand what happened, fill me in at the least?" I said to her. This made her sigh, but she talked. "You are spirit, remnants of a person when your soul was tampered with. When that happens, your soul slowly loosens until it completely comes out, meaning you die. A person spirit reflects their soul, and if their spirit is large, that means when they become a spirit, it reflects how long you'll live. Since you are a large in spirit power, you'll be here for maybe two weeks at most." She said. "So let me get this straight, I have two weeks to live, and this is how you say it? Not a hint of pity, or anything?" I said back. "I've been around for as long as I can remember, you honestly think that I'd remember you in any way even after I'm long gone? I did my job, I have no longer any use for you." She replied still cold. I was sort of hurt, just another person who doesn't care. The world is a cruel place, I guess. To tell you the truth, I was more worried about my feelings rather than my life. Some crazy dream this could turn out to be. Before long, she finally left, breaking the barrier, causing the day light to come back. Everything around was back to normal. Almost as if time itself stopped before us. I went inside and sat down. I thought about it for a second. I was a spirit, someone who's soul was falling out, so to speak. How was I supposed to react to this? Should I be depressed, sad, in denial? I feel fine, like nothing ever happened. Perhaps I would fade away simple as that. Possibly it could be the most painful experience ever imaginable. I wouldn't know for sure, only time will tell. The best thing to do was to go to school and live out the remainder of my life as a normal teen ager. - That morning, when I woke, I felt sort of normal. Nothing unusual at all. Perhaps it was just a cruel joke? Perhaps not, I wouldn't know, it seriously doesn't make sense to me. So if she was not really here as student, who was she? Too much to think about. I better head to school now, otherwise I'll get a detention. On my way there, I didn't see Yoshida at all. When class started, I didn't see her there either. Everyone there didn't seem to care, as if they didn't know she existed. To mention it, that girl that said some crazy stuff to me in class the day before is not here either. I wonder what happened to her as well. This is certainly becoming something totally odd. Class ended, so I got up and went outside. Speak of the devil, she approached me again. "So, do you understand what I mean now?" That girl said. "If you are thinking the same thing, then yes, in a way, I do." I replied. "My name is Sakura. I guess I can tell you my real name since you have only a little longer to live." She said bubbely. I tilted my head in reaction. When that happened, a barrier like yesterday appeared again. Just as soon as I saw that happen, everyone around me froze like ice. There, she grabbed my throat, with a crazy and twisted smile on her face. What's with all these crazy girls? Damn, give me a break! "Your spirit gives off such a wonderful scent. I really want to know what is inside your soul!" She said while licking her lips rather seductively. I could only cough from the lack of air. Like the other girl from yesterday, she reached inside yanking at my soul. The only difference, she pulled it out like butter. "Ah, here it is... It is a Spirit Watch? How rare! What a find!" She said, flipping it open. There was a time set on there that was not correct. It had a date counter as well. To match them up to today's date; today is October 2nd, 2009. The date on the clock was July 19th, 2022. The clock was also ticking backwards, so wait, what does that mean? It was getting too hard to think, she was joking me so hard. Before long I began to cough so violently, I couldn't keep focus at all. She let her grip go after she saw me struggling. I dropped like a dead body, hitting the ground as hard as posibble. It hurt, but my throat felt like it was just punched in the adam's apple. I felt like I woke up from a restless sleep, energetic, and yet, so out of it. When I peered down at my body, I was somewhat see through. I was beginning to disappear. This was it, I was going to die here. What could I do? "Don't you go thinking anyone cares about you dieing. I heard some pretty nasty rumors at school, no wonder why everyone hates you." She said laughing at me. My heart jumped. Does this mean all my peace was not really peace? Everyone stayed away from me all because they hard some bad rumors? Was that it? All this time, I thought it was all over for the punishment. Damn it. Damn it all! "Don't think for an instant that anyone wants you alive still. It's better off if you die. You're just a pathetic excuse for a human. Wait, you're no longer a human! Ahah, you disgusting freak!" She said so casually. I hated this feeling, this burning desire to hurt people. "Not only that, even the girl you love rejects you. She was so disgusted when you said that to her that when she got home, she threw up!" My anger was beginning to boil. I was beginning to breath heavily. "Are you getting angry, you little freak? Is the wimpy little faggot going to do something?" She said mockingly. "F-Faggot?!" I said so angrily, that I think I almost blacked out from the rage. I stood up, clenching my fist, holding down my urge to fight. "You heard me, faggot. Now sit down like a good fag, and suck a-" She stopped after looking at me. "You... You... You... Bitch!" I yelled. My hand was blazing with fire. With a stroke the hand in the air, a blade of blazing fire appeared. The blade was heavy, and extremely hard to hold onto. The most I could muster up from what little strength and anger I had, I sliced her in half. She burst into blue sparkles, kind of anti-climatic to tell you the truth. When that happened, the barrier extinguished, the sword gone, and the watch was now on the ground. I picked it up and looked at it. A watch... What could it possibly be for? It doesn't matter now, I was going to fade away in a matter of hours anyway. I sat down on the ground, tired and exhausted. Everyone walked by like nothing happened. It was pretty depressing, maybe everything was true. I stared at the sky wondering what will happen to me. As I stared, my vision became more and more blurry. I realized it was getting bad enough to the point I was going to get blind. When I looked down at my body, I was becoming transparent. Fading off into thin air... I stood up to my feet. I looked around with what ever vision I had left, seeing that no one around was noticing. Maybe to them, I was already dead to the world. I began to walk away with the watch. Maybe the watch was the key to stop everything form happening. I clicked it open, but it was still doing it's own thing. I just threw it into a bush and began to walk away again. Yoshida picked up the watch from the bushes and looked at it. She said something, but I couldn't hear it, so I kept walking away. I turned the corner out of sight, and collasped in desperation. I was so stressed I couldn't handle it. Before long, I could no longer feel my body at all. My mind kept going blank, as if I couldn't think anymore. My vision turned white as if I was staring through some paper. I quickly faded away gone and no longer alive. Heaven or hell, what can I say? There is no such thing for a person whos soul fell out. Time to break the first person view here, other wise, how can I? I am dead, therefore, does it make sense I continue to talk like this? - Yoshida was walking to Sato's disappeared body. Nothing there except small blue sparkles of blue light. She stared down in amazement. She thought in head, "What if I can save his life? What could I say to some lowly human like him? What a drag, this isn't something I rarely do, but he was just so cool. He fought for his life in the best way he could, still failing in the end." As the thoughts passed her head, she stared at the watch, softly rubbing it with her thumb. She opened the pocket watch, looking inside. The awkward watch was ticking the right way this time. She didn't know what it meant, but she decided to pull out the switch on the side that sets the time on the watch. When she did, small blue sparks came out, as if it was water, came out. Sato's body bursted back into existance, the watch now was ticking the opposite direction once again. She knew how to do all this, due to this device being inside some humans. When they are located in certain humans, some evil spirits tend to take them and use them for themselves. She was used to fighting off spirits, including good spirits for them. - I guess since I am back alive again, I can start narrating again. I knew I couldn't get killed off that easily. Once again, I stood again, fine, all thanks to Yoshida. I looked at her, who was just giving her usual cold look. My hand twitched at the thought of being alive again. This was definitly something. But then it brought questions. "So tell me, what's this business all about?" I asked her. She looked at me before speaking up. "Alright, I guess I can explain. It works like this, you are a spirit, but now human, half spirit, half human. You are demi-spirit. Sort of like the greek demi-gods. Not as powerful though. I myself am an angle, or so the humans call me. I protect humans from evil spirits. Spirits are created in many ways, one of them is from a tragic death. Another is from an evil spirit tampering with a human's soul. When that happens, they also become a spirit. A human has spirit, so if the soul is messed with, the spirit takes over the human, making them the spirit. Since the soul is now damage, there is no way for more spirit power to enter the human body and fill up the supply. That is why they disappear. Before you ask, the reason why they were after you is because you have a sweet smelling spirit and soul. The reason it gives off a scent only distinctable by non-humans, is because of the device inside of you. Commonly referred to as a gift, they can be found with souls. I hope you understand all that." She finally finished up. I stood there in shock. What she just told me was a lot, and I think I understand. Hopefully, at the least. After hearing her say that, then I asked another question. "Alright, so where does that leave me, since I am now a demi-spirit? Also, what about that gift that is technically rightfully mine?" I asked. "You are a demi-spirit, which now you are able to sense evil spirits better now. They will smell very distinct. You'll know when you meet one. They tend to smell good, but unlike to kind of good you'd understand. It's hard to explain that. Demi-spirits also have powers, which must be uncovered through actual use of spirit power. In order to use it, you will need to experience for yourself. It's random, so be sure to use it when you feel it. For the gift watch device, it's yours, and I will give it back to you. Although it's a stupid idea, I think you'll be capable to use it for yourself. What it does, depends on the user. Other than that, it's useless to me." I looked into her eyes, she was serious, though she was showing sympathy towards me. I stretched out my body, which seems lighter than usual. Maybe it's a new one? I don't feel the cuts I had anymore, so it might. Well, what do I know? I disappeared, anything could have happened. Anyway, the point is, I am alive. Now all I wonder is when I can finally return to peace I used to love? If I have the watch, I can kiss any thought about peace down the drain. I put my hand in the back of my head, and then said something like a half-baked good bye. "Well, you did your job, I guess. It's about time we leave then, right?" I said. "Yeah." She said, turning around and leaving. We both went our seperate ways... Or so I thought. Chapter 4, ge' o'! |
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| Spyman exe | Dec 2 2010, 08:56 PM Post #3 |
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Actually there are indents, I have no comment on the story, because I'm too lazy to read now, but I might later. Just use: [ indent ] (removing the space) |
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| Other Kris | Dec 3 2010, 07:18 PM Post #4 |
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That would have been useful if I knew about it earlier. I am too lazy to go and fix them. >_> |
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