Purple The Warrior: Purple's Fantasy
Authors notes: Ok, this is my first fanfic and I have found that I suck at writing and stuff, but I just do this out of boredom, so I don't mind if you flame, but I only ask that you keep it kinda soft and stuff.K? Good! Well enough of my mindless chatter let's get down to the story...so you may stop reading this useless paragraph that I have put here just to tell you a few things...I said stop reading!!! Stop! Right here! Stop reading!! Don't continue! I SAID DON'T CONTINUE! STOP READING THIS USELESS CRAP NOW! STOP! (ok, enough of that.STOP READING!) (btw, this chapter is only short because it's just the first chapter...and people don't expect much out of that.)
Chapter 1:The Beginning. Purple sat bored in his chair in the Massive, which was currently in orbit around Irk. "Hmmmm." he thought. "What to do.." His brother Red was dealing with a snack crisis in the storage room. Purple grabbed his bag of chips and munched on a few. He watched the stars fly by lazily. His mind started to drift. "Mmmh.." That was when he fell dead asleep, snoring softly..then he started to dream.
His dream began in another world. It was back in the medieval times. (you know, with the knights and castles and stuff.) He was just a simple man..er..Irken living in a small hut that he called home. The villagers were very friendly.well..that's because they were Irkens too. His brother had moved up to royalty and became a noble prince when his father, Tallest Kolo was King..er..Tallest. Purple didn't want to have to be in any part of royalty. He liked his life as it was.
The dream started with him waking up one morning, not knowing of what terror would happen later that day. So he just casually got up and found himself some breakfast, ate it, and went outside to get some fresh air. "Hmm.what a nice morning breeze." He began walking down the road to the field he usually goes to each passing day. When he reached the field he went out to visit the ducks that swam in the pond each day. Then he heard the sounds of horses coming his way. He was about to go further until he saw that it was only his brother, Red, all dressed in gold and silver. "Good morning brother." Purple said to him as he stopped his horse. "Um..good morning.brother." Red was a cold hearted prince, and he only cared about becoming king and getting all the riches. Purple knew this but also knew there was nothing he could do to change him. "So, what are you doing down here in this.filthy place." Red asked. "Well, I came to visit the ducks.." Red laughed at this. "The ducks?! You came to see stupid animals who only swim around all day begging for bread?! My my dear brother.I knew you should've taken up to royalty. Then your mind wouldn't be poisoned with such...idiotic ideas." Red walked off in disgust. Purple cursed at Red under his breath.
Purple was eating his supper later that day until he heard something. He went outside to see tons of people talking to each other. Purple wondered what they all were talking about. He looked down the road to where the castle gates were, people were crowded around it. Purple walked over to the group and asked around. Everyone was to busy to notice him though. But then Purple spotted his best friend, Zap. "Hey Zap! What's going on?" "I don't know! Just a sec." Zap asked a woman in front, he came back white in the face. "What's wrong?" "The king..your father.was murdered." Purple's eyes got huge and he ran to the side of the castle and went into the secret entrance. He walked along the hallway until he found the investigators gathered around the dead king's body. "What happened?!" Red looked up to see Purple, "Dear brother! You're here! It seems that father was stabbed only a few minutes ago! And the murderer has done a very good job of cleaning up the evidence." "Oh no!" Purple ran over to see a large stab wound in his father's chest. Purple stared at his father's body. He then felt a tear fall from his eye.
A few hours later they buried the king. As Purple watched.he was suddenly full of hatred for whoever the murderer was. He was going to find this person, he was going to hunt him down, and then...he was going to kill him, no one would stand in his way.
Authors notes: Ok, this is my first fanfic and I have found that I suck at writing and stuff, but I just do this out of boredom, so I don't mind if you flame, but I only ask that you keep it kinda soft and stuff.K? Good! Well enough of my mindless chatter let's get down to the story...so you may stop reading this useless paragraph that I have put here just to tell you a few things...I said stop reading!!! Stop! Right here! Stop reading!! Don't continue! I SAID DON'T CONTINUE! STOP READING THIS USELESS CRAP NOW! STOP! (ok, enough of that.STOP READING!) (btw, this chapter is only short because it's just the first chapter...and people don't expect much out of that.)
Chapter 1:The Beginning. Purple sat bored in his chair in the Massive, which was currently in orbit around Irk. "Hmmmm." he thought. "What to do.." His brother Red was dealing with a snack crisis in the storage room. Purple grabbed his bag of chips and munched on a few. He watched the stars fly by lazily. His mind started to drift. "Mmmh.." That was when he fell dead asleep, snoring softly..then he started to dream.
His dream began in another world. It was back in the medieval times. (you know, with the knights and castles and stuff.) He was just a simple man..er..Irken living in a small hut that he called home. The villagers were very friendly.well..that's because they were Irkens too. His brother had moved up to royalty and became a noble prince when his father, Tallest Kolo was King..er..Tallest. Purple didn't want to have to be in any part of royalty. He liked his life as it was.
The dream started with him waking up one morning, not knowing of what terror would happen later that day. So he just casually got up and found himself some breakfast, ate it, and went outside to get some fresh air. "Hmm.what a nice morning breeze." He began walking down the road to the field he usually goes to each passing day. When he reached the field he went out to visit the ducks that swam in the pond each day. Then he heard the sounds of horses coming his way. He was about to go further until he saw that it was only his brother, Red, all dressed in gold and silver. "Good morning brother." Purple said to him as he stopped his horse. "Um..good morning.brother." Red was a cold hearted prince, and he only cared about becoming king and getting all the riches. Purple knew this but also knew there was nothing he could do to change him. "So, what are you doing down here in this.filthy place." Red asked. "Well, I came to visit the ducks.." Red laughed at this. "The ducks?! You came to see stupid animals who only swim around all day begging for bread?! My my dear brother.I knew you should've taken up to royalty. Then your mind wouldn't be poisoned with such...idiotic ideas." Red walked off in disgust. Purple cursed at Red under his breath.
Purple was eating his supper later that day until he heard something. He went outside to see tons of people talking to each other. Purple wondered what they all were talking about. He looked down the road to where the castle gates were, people were crowded around it. Purple walked over to the group and asked around. Everyone was to busy to notice him though. But then Purple spotted his best friend, Zap. "Hey Zap! What's going on?" "I don't know! Just a sec." Zap asked a woman in front, he came back white in the face. "What's wrong?" "The king..your father.was murdered." Purple's eyes got huge and he ran to the side of the castle and went into the secret entrance. He walked along the hallway until he found the investigators gathered around the dead king's body. "What happened?!" Red looked up to see Purple, "Dear brother! You're here! It seems that father was stabbed only a few minutes ago! And the murderer has done a very good job of cleaning up the evidence." "Oh no!" Purple ran over to see a large stab wound in his father's chest. Purple stared at his father's body. He then felt a tear fall from his eye.
A few hours later they buried the king. As Purple watched.he was suddenly full of hatred for whoever the murderer was. He was going to find this person, he was going to hunt him down, and then...he was going to kill him, no one would stand in his way.