This is the prologue of the joint story pinkpunkgirl and I wrote. At first I agreed to let her be the one to post all the stories, but when there comes a time that I want to change something, I can't just hack into her account and change it. Therefore I would be posting my story here, and her story there. Please read both our stories to understand the story better.
Please read, review and criticize.
DISCLAIMERRRRRR: I don't own Ragnarok.
"Duck, freak!" shouted a heavily armed lord knight. A wizard beside him ducked.
"Another word from you, freak, and you're out of the guild." The wizard harshly whispered.
"But I just saved your holy life!" shouted the lord knight amidst the war shouts.
Random bolts of magic flew past, the wizard took out two gemstones and cast Safety Walls around them both.
"Another word, freak, another word." He hissed.
He raised his staff and chanted, "Froze within the gust of time, storm let fall on ice. Storm Gust!"
Snow flakes gently fell down from the concrete ceiling. A too placid sound deafened the warriors below.
In a snap, the war shouts ceased. All of the muddled warriors looked up, watching the snow fall on them. Then the sound faded and and last of the snow fell.
Ice crept up the bodies of half of the warriors.
"Another victory by Cevil!" shouted an assassin cross in green blue.
The warriors that weren't frozen sighed in relief.
"I will finish them now. The Avalos Barrier will warp them out." Cevil the wizard said. He became a wizard after his first try in the wizard test. The High Wizards applauded him for his skill and intelligence. He wore a yellow wizard suit. His shoulder-length shaggy but neat hair pale blonde. His eyes had the shine of the scales of a Gold Acidus.
"Go ahead, I'll stay near the Emperium." The assassin cross said.
Cevil faced the frozen warriors. Years have passed since he ran away from home. This green blue assassin cross had taken him in and nurtured him, recognizing his talents. His name, Agin, the leader of Chaotic Fantasy.
"I'm going after Agin, take care of yourself." Said the lord knight. He winked jokily.
Cevil sighed. The carefree lord knight that serves as his protector always annoyed him. Always acting like he is the big brother just because he's older. His name, Sime.
Cevil raised his staff once more for the final spell. He closed his eyes and chanted. "Strength of red vermillion morph to golden thunder, let thy thunder be lord of the-" a hand clasped his mouth.
"If you can't breathe, tell me, and I'll losen it a bit." Said an assassin cross with short brown hair.
Cevil felt his energy drain because of the unfinished spell. He felt dizzy and weak.
"Hammer fall!" he heard a girl's voice shout. A big spiritual hammer fell on him. His surroundings waved and he felt even dizzier. He felt sick and tired.
"Sorry kid, I didn't agree to using that skill but they said we had to make sure." Said the assassin cross.
The sounds around Cevil faded and soon he heard nothing. He felt his body moving. The assassin cross must be carrying him.
Fear began to bloom from his heart. He is going to be a hostage, someone as low as a slave. The walls around his heart compressed the fear. Agin is going to save him, he knows Agin wil, he trusts Agin will, he thinks Agin will.
I'm still nervous " maybe no one will read this. If ever there is someone, thank you sooo much. One is enuf, two is more than enuf, 3 is awesome, 4 is ZOMFGGGGG
You can see pinkpunkgirl in my favorites or search for her :D oh, or see my profile where I wrote her site
Here are the details of the joint story: The joint story is composed of four love stories that are connected. Some scenes are the same and we shortened them according to how heavy the importance of the scene to a character is. All the four stories are done, only typing left (nooo). There is one main story where all the characters are in but we're not sure if we'll continue it. I will note if we will (am I talking to somebody?). Please read all of them, we greatly appreciate it.
Credits: Thanks to the teachers that bore us to hell who also led us to writing. Thanks to pinkpunkgirl for everything, for taking in all my whining and nagging. Who, despite my bad attitude and sucky writing skills, allowed me to write a joint story with her. Thanks to her again for encouraging me. Thanks to Nightshadowblitz for reading my drafts and not drafts and pretending to enjoy my stories, I appreciate it a lot! Thanks to my mother for lending me her laptop when the PC is unavailable. Thanks to my sister for listening to my ideas even if they suck. Thanks to whoever is reading this, may you be person, animal, air, liquid, hand or anything. Please read the whole!