Hey people!
this is a "teaser" of my first fic ever. I started this fic over two years ago and finished it last summer. It's quite long (16 pages hand written)
and I only now worked up the courage to sit down and type it up. The part that I'm sending is the very beginning of the fic (that I wrote around november 1998 ^^;;;;;;;;;).
'ny way tell me what you think about it and if I should actually go through the trouble of typing the rest up too.
last thing: if anyone feels like beta reading this fic (this part and the rest of the fic) I would be more than grateful!
Disclaimer: I don't own Saint Seiya, Kurumada-sensei does. I'm not making money out of this yadda, yadda, yadda ....
enjoy!
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Seiya:
It has been a few months since we cane back from the Hades. We've all been taking a long, well-deserved, vacation. Shiryu and Shunrei are preparing for the marriage; we're all invited. Shun has decided to take-up some studying and Hyoga is making trips back and forth between Japan, Siberia and Asgard. I rented a small motor boat and am now making trips between the little islands of Japan, they somehow remind me of Greece…Greece, none of us, except Saori, went back to there. Even if now we're, physically, totally recovered we still need some time before we calm down emotionally:
too many friends died in the last battle. We all tried not to think about it so much but too many friends are gone...
But I mustn't think about it, they knew they'd die during the Holy War. In fact it is a miracle that we're still alive, especially me.
I watch the deep blue water: it's beautiful and, even though it's summer, still very cold, unlike Greece. Wait, there is a darker patch in the water, how come I didn't notice it? As I approach it grows and takes the shape of a little girl floating on her stomach.
I examine her as I pull her on board: she's probably 7 or 8 years old, her skin is very tanned but there aren't any signs of sunburns. I get ready to give her rescue breathing and CPR if necessary (hey it was part of my training) but there is absolutely no water in her lung and she's breathing fine by herself. Not normally though, it seems as if she's trying to hold her breath, letting it pout as slowly as possible. Her heart is also slower than what it normally is for a child her age.
This is strange...
Well, I'd rather let her sleep now and, hopefully, I'll get some answers when she wakes.
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*holds hand out* c&c please?
Hila
this is a "teaser" of my first fic ever. I started this fic over two years ago and finished it last summer. It's quite long (16 pages hand written)
and I only now worked up the courage to sit down and type it up. The part that I'm sending is the very beginning of the fic (that I wrote around november 1998 ^^;;;;;;;;;).
'ny way tell me what you think about it and if I should actually go through the trouble of typing the rest up too.
last thing: if anyone feels like beta reading this fic (this part and the rest of the fic) I would be more than grateful!
Disclaimer: I don't own Saint Seiya, Kurumada-sensei does. I'm not making money out of this yadda, yadda, yadda ....
enjoy!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Seiya:
It has been a few months since we cane back from the Hades. We've all been taking a long, well-deserved, vacation. Shiryu and Shunrei are preparing for the marriage; we're all invited. Shun has decided to take-up some studying and Hyoga is making trips back and forth between Japan, Siberia and Asgard. I rented a small motor boat and am now making trips between the little islands of Japan, they somehow remind me of Greece…Greece, none of us, except Saori, went back to there. Even if now we're, physically, totally recovered we still need some time before we calm down emotionally:
too many friends died in the last battle. We all tried not to think about it so much but too many friends are gone...
But I mustn't think about it, they knew they'd die during the Holy War. In fact it is a miracle that we're still alive, especially me.
I watch the deep blue water: it's beautiful and, even though it's summer, still very cold, unlike Greece. Wait, there is a darker patch in the water, how come I didn't notice it? As I approach it grows and takes the shape of a little girl floating on her stomach.
I examine her as I pull her on board: she's probably 7 or 8 years old, her skin is very tanned but there aren't any signs of sunburns. I get ready to give her rescue breathing and CPR if necessary (hey it was part of my training) but there is absolutely no water in her lung and she's breathing fine by herself. Not normally though, it seems as if she's trying to hold her breath, letting it pout as slowly as possible. Her heart is also slower than what it normally is for a child her age.
This is strange...
Well, I'd rather let her sleep now and, hopefully, I'll get some answers when she wakes.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
*holds hand out* c&c please?
Hila