Before the story starts, I would like to say that this is my first MapleStory story... well, not really... but still.
I think this is not one of the best stories in the world.
My apologies; but there isn't much a 12 year old can do, huh? YEAH IM 12 GOT A FUCKING PROBLEM WITH THAT, BITCHES?! Ehehehe... Anyways, enjoy.
The Shooting Star
She was crying. She was crying so hard, he wanted to wrap his arms around her, to make sure she would stop, but he couldn't, he could only watch in sadness as the girl cried.
He felt like he had to save her or she would do the wrong thing. But he had no idea who the girl was and still he wanted to make her stop and tell her everything was okay.
But everything wasn't okay. That was one thing he knew.
Sen woke up. He had had the dream again. This time, it was the same girl, and he could feel the danger more clearly. He knew he had to save her. But he didn't know who the girl was. He didn't even know he kept having those damn dreams anyways. Sen swore under his breath.
Sen got dressed and stepped out of his apartment in Kerning. He yawned and glanced at the calender.
Oh god, he thought uneasily. Today is the hermit test.
He yawned again and rubbed his eyes. Today was the test where he was going to be tested to qualify for a hermit. He wondered if he could pass. He wondered if he could even survive.
Sen went outside. It was the same old city he always knew, a red sun and the city streets loud as people chattered away. He took a deep breath, knowing today was a new day. But he couldn't shake off the feeling that the girl had to be saved. Sen shoved the thought at the back of his mind, feeling kind of bad, and jumped down seven stories.
He was a thief, after all. Duhhh.
Sen knew he had to get ready for the test. It started at 10 o' clock.
He glanced at his watch. It was 9:58. He gasped and forced back a scream. He froze for a second, then burst out with amazing speed.
Sen ran into the Dark Lord's lair, pushing people out of his way. He didn't even bother to say sorry.
"I'm here," gasped Sen. "I- I'm here."
"Welcome," said the Dark Lord. "Sen, correct? I remember you. Well, here is your first assignment: go kill my clone. Go into the dungeon. He will be there. If you defeat him, you can come back for the second part."
Sen bowed to the Dark Lord and went out of his lair. Sen recharged his stars and looked at Kerning City. He knew this was the last time he might look at this city as an assassin. The next time he'll be a hermit.
Sen cautiously went into the dungeon. The Dark Lord's clone was there, as promised. At once, the Dark Lord's clone attacked Sen. Sen barely dodged the attack in time. At once Sen realized this was the REAL DEAL, and if he didn't give everything he had, he would die. So this is the stage were his friends had died at.
Sen dodged another attack and then changed to the offensive. He threw his stars and dodged another one.
The clone seemed to know where and when he was going to attack. It looked exactly like the Dark Lord, except it had a long, dull stare. It disturbed Sen slightly.
Sen gritted his teeth and dodged another star. This was tiring.
"Oh, damn." he sighed. He ran around the clone, throwing stars from the behind, aiming at his head. The clone disappeared in a second, and Sen looked around wildly, thinking, Where'd he go –?
The Dark Lord appeared behind Sen, and Sen whirled around to look at him, even though his mind was screaming, Run away, you asshole!
The Dark Lord's fist was heading for his stomach – Oh god, my stomach – thought Sen in a split second, then felt a force punch him in the stomach. He felt the impact. Sen felt himself fly through the air, thinking, What the hell just happened? Sen smashed into a wall, and fell down.
Sen coughed, tasting a little blood in his mouth, and then saw blood on the floor. Sen felt the side of his head. There was a warm gooey liquid running down, and he cringed when he felt a gash running from his ear to his neck. Blood dripped onto the floor.
Must of have happened when I hit the wall, looking back and grimaced. There was a large dent in the wall, and Sen looked at it, silently thinking, I made that?
Sen turned around just in time to see the Dark Lord rushing toward him at an unimaginable speed; There isn't enough time – I can't dodge it – wait – maybe if I go under – then I could –
Sen swiftly went under the Dark Lord's arm and punched him in the gut.
The Dark Lord flew through the air, Sen surprising himself with his own power. The Dark Lord's clone hit the ground, not moving, and for a second Sen thought he had defeated the clone.
As the Dark Lord staggered up, Sen felt his vision blur.
Damn, he thought, white blobs clogging up his vision, I've lost too much blood.
"Only one attack left," he said aloud, panting.
Come on Sen, he thought as he put his hand to his throwing stars pocket, You've been training for this moment for such a long time. Since the time you've been a little kid, right? Right – here goes –
Sen picked up two stars and threw them, hoping they would hit their target because he put the rest of his strength in it.
The Dark Lord dodged the two stars with grace, Sen on the other side of the cave, breathing heavily.
No... way... It didn't hit...
Sen felt his vision blur again, and he leaned against the pillar for support.
This is it, he thought, watching blood run down his shirt. It's over. I can't go on like this, I'm dead. Why did I ever sign up?
The clone was speeding toward him now, knife aloft, aiming for Sen's heart.
Sen felt a jolt of pain, and for a second, he was happy that once the Dark Lord's clone hit him, it would be gone – it would all be gone – he would have never existed – I wonder if anyone would remember me? Like that girl in my dreams?
Suddenly, the Dark Lord seemed to go in slow motion.
It can't end like this, he panted, standing up. I have to save her, I have to save my princess, even if she doesn't exist, even if she was never real... It isn't going to end here.
He came back to the real world – everything seemed so clear now – so clear, the Dark Lord clone, the knife, he was going to die, he didn't care, it was all clear now. He didn't even know what was clear. Maybe it was because his vision was back to normal, maybe it was because all the pain was gone, he didn't know.
Maybe I'm going mad, Sen thought, as he thrust a knife into the clone.
The clone disappeared in a puff of smoke. After the smog cleared, Sen found a necklace. It was his ticket to proove he had defeated the clone.
Thank god, he thought, climbing out of the cave. It's over.
Sen appeared at the Dark Lord's corrider after cleaning himself up at the hospital. The doctor gave him some medications even though Sen politely refused.
He walked along the hall, opening the trap door to the Dark Lord's room, hearing pieces of a conversation.
"– you understand? Make sure she doesn't kill herself."
Sen's suddenly had the goosebumps. What did he just say?
"Yes, master."
A theif went back up, eyeing Sen for half a second, and exited the lair. Sen felt himself shaking, but he knew he must present himself to the Dark Lord.
"Master, I have killed your clone sucessfully." Sen bowed. He handed the necklace over.
"Good job Sen. Now for part two, it will be a written test."
The Dark Lord handed Sen a piece of paper. Sen finished the test in about three minutes.
"I should really make this harder," muttered the Dark Lord. He cleared his throat. "Good job, Sen. I promote you to a hermit. You will be an excellent one."
"Thank you, my lord."
"I grant you these skills with my powers."
Sen felt a rush of knowledge flow through him and got up.
"Thank you, my lord."
The Dark Lord teleported him out.
Sen wondered what the Dark Lord was talking about...
"- you understand?Make sure she doesn't kill herself.
Nah, it couldn't be the girl in the dream...
Could it...?
Terisa shivered. She did not like this room.
She was going to be tortured. She knew it.
She was going to die.
Terisa remembered that terrible day...
Her family were on vacation in Orbis. They were a happy family; Mom and Dad and obnoxious little brother.
Everything was perfect. Terisa was going to be a preist and her brother a newbie mage. Mom was a preist and Dad was a hermit. Everyone was happy...
Her family asked if she wanted to walk in a park. Terisa politely refused. Her family went on the walk.
When they didn't come back, Terisa began to get worried. She went into the park and was horrified by what she saw. Her family lay in a bloody pool, the grass was dyed in a beautiful and horrifying deep red.
Terisa fell on the grass and felt people crowd around her, murmuring things she could not hear. The next thing she knew was that she was in this cold and lonely dungeon. From what she could hear from the outside, this was probably Kerning.
She wondered if she could ever be rescued.
Terisa decided that she would kill herself. Everything was dark and gloomy. There was this giant pit, she wanted to fall into it and be nothing, and fade away. There, she could see her family again. She would be happy. Well, she wasn't sure about the happy part. But she wanted to see her Mom and Dad and her little brother again.
As she was about to kill herself, the guard came and yelled at her, shaking his fist and calling the other gaurds. As the gaurd crowded around her, taking away the knife, she was thinking that only one second of hesitation had kept her away from her goal.
Terisa shivered in this cold chamber and cried herself to sleep, missing her family.
Sen was practicing his new skills. He flexed his arm and wondered what he should do now.
Sen suddenly had a feeling. It was an enormous powerful feeling of... sadness. It was so powerful that Sen wanted to cry out. Then, as suddenly as it came, it was gone. Sen was left shaking on the street of Kerning. He had no idea what just happened, so he decided to see the Kerning preist for details. It was a strange feeling, like he had forgotten something he shouldn't have.
Sen walked in the priest's house. It was full of orbs and pieces of paper. He looked more closely at one and stumbled back, realizing the writing was made in blood. He felt like throwing up, but went further in, not looking at the skulls that seemed to be ominously looking at him.
"Hello, my good man." the preist said. No one knew what his real name was.
"Hello," said Sen, seating himself in the chair across from the preist.
"Do you want me to read your fortune?" he said, rubbing his necklace between his fingers. Sen knew this question seemed innocent enough, but he felt the hairs on his neck stand up.
"Y-yes." he managed to choke out. "Yes."
"Not everyone is happy with their fortune." the preist said, now shuffling a card deck of strange and mystifying pictures. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure." Sen said, sitting straighter up.
"This will be free," the preist murmured.
The preist then mumbled some words that Sen could not recongnize. The preist then burned some papers and came back with a burnt paper.
"I will read your fortune." he said.
"Ah... this sign. You will have a long life. That's good, very good." the preist said, smiling slightly.
"Oh, my. This... a great adventure is coming closer." he said, shaking his head. He looked at the next sign and his hands flew to his mouth. "Oh, my. My dear boy," he said, barely a whisper. "The next part of your life will be dangerous. It will be full of pain and sorrow, betrayal, and death. You might... die."
Sen wanted to scream that he was lying. But somehow he knew that he was telling the truth.
As Sen left the preists house, he wondered how possibly the preist could know his name. He had no time to wonder. He knew something bad was coming...
Thanks for reading. Read chapter two. Gimme reviews.
Reeeeeevvvvvvviiiiiiieeeeeeewwwwwwwwwsssssssssz. Plawks. Those keep me going. By the way, how do you feel about chapter one so far. Should I continue? Come on. Tell me please. :P