Our Very First Kiss
Author's Note: If you read a story with the same-ish story, it's mine. I know I have different screen names, but I wrote it. So I didn't steal it. I just modified it a bit because I don't remember it all that well. Ahem. Jaffar! Introduce the story!
Jaffar: …
Onwards then!
I saw him.
I saw him standing there, his black hair blowing gently in the wind, his hands gripped a sturdy bow.
I watched, mesmerized, as he stood, looking out into the distance as if there was some unknown treasure there.
He was an adventurer of sorts. I could judge by his ragged clothes and red cuts, some dripping a bit of blood.
He was my love.
Now, you're probably wondering how a lowly cleric could obtain such a mighty warrior.
He came to me.
We had never kissed before. We had held hands, whispered our love.
But had never kissed.
I wondered what he was doing.
It looked like he was restringing his bow.
I wondered why.
Then I saw it.
There was a man standing a little ways away, with a sword and a shield.
My eyes widened.
His body was protected by the rare rune armor.
"So."
My lover muttered that one word, but it said a lot more than that.
"I have come to defeat you."
The knight brandished his sword.
I stood, frozen. My red hair whipped around as the wind picked up.
The knight didn't wait for an answer. He lunged forward.
My lover was not ready. The enemy's sword slashed through the air, cutting him deeply on his left shoulder.
He winced.
"So, you attack a lowly sniper like me? Despicable. I would think you would go after your own kind."
He then fired two arrows, one at the knight's head and one at his chest.
They hardly made a dent.
The knight chuckled, and took off his helmet to get a better look at him.
"Goodbye."
He then plunged the sword through my lover's stomach.
Time seemed to stop.
I watched, horrified, as my lover looked down at the sword embedded deeply in his stomach, then looked straight at me.
The black eyes met the blue, and he slowly crumpled.
I watched him die. Then the rage started to bubble inside of me, until it filled my entire body.
I grabbed the sword out of my lover's stomach and faced the knight.
"You bastard!" I screamed.
I took a mighty swing, and cut off the knight's head.
My lover was slightly stirring. I knelt beside him and took his hand.
"Oh, please don't die. Please…" I pleaded without much reason, as he was slowly slipping away.
Then, with all his strength, he sat up gingerly, pulled me closer, and gave me a kiss.
Then he collapsed again, but this time dead.
I sobbed and laid my head on his chest. I wrapped my arms around him and gazed up at the moon.
We had had our very first kiss.
EPILOGUE
A man was silently cursing the map as he wandered through the Wilderness.
"This is a place for murderers, where no one comes out alive. Oh, how did I get myself into this mess!"
Then he gasped. There was some pearly white a little ways away.
"Egad!"
He wandered closer to see what it was.
It was 2 ghosts, one of a girl with long hair, and another with cuts all over his body, and one particularly large one in his stomach. They were wrapped in a close embrace, when they softly kissed each other.
And suddenly, as the ghost saw the man, they vanished.
The man walked over to where the ghosts had been.
There he saw a sturdy bow and a staff lain somewhat like a cross across the grave.
The gravestone said
HERE LIES TWO PEOPLE,
A CLERIC AND A SNIPER.
THEY WERE LOVED BY EACH OTHER.
SO THEY WILL ALWAYS
BE TOGETHER.
IN LIFE AND DEATH.
RIP
END
Author's Note, first Runescape story, yes it's crappy, but I need reviews! Criticism is welcome, 'cept flaming. Nooooooooooo flaming.
