Hello everybody, I am new to Fanfic :D Being an extreme Rayman fan for quite some time, I decided to write a short story about the limbless guy. I'm not really sure of your expectations, so I'm sorry if this does not meet your standards ^_^ Thank you for coming by!
RAYMAN FAN-FICTION
Running with the Wolves
Falling, falling.
Trying to hold on
to what I have left.
Rayman's eyes snapped open. Was that all a dream? Please say it was a dream. Shivering, he looked up. It was the middle of the night. Rayman then turned his head quickly to the side. His best friend, Globox, was still fast asleep. Rayman smiled. It was good to know that he was safe. But why was he woken up so suddenly like that? Probably nothing, he thought. He forced himself back to sleep again.
Hiding from the world.
Courage is left behind.
Running away from life.
Rayman jumped up, his blanket thrown up in the air. The night was exactly the way it was before, causing him to become very confused. Something was going on, even if Rayman didn't have a clue what it was. The Glade was... normal, and this almost disturbed him. Almost. Just then, Globox woke up with a start. Rayman stepped back in surprise. "I... just had... the weirdest dream..." Globox mumbled, shaking. Rayman panicked, but reassured Globox that it was nothing. Globox fell asleep immediately, leaning against the tree trunk. Rayman was tired, but he prodded along the forest floor, turning his head side to side. Everyone was still motionless, not moving at all. Rayman just wanted to curl up in a ball and sink through the ground, but instead looked up at the stars. He became so engrossed in the patterns and the constellations and the clear black-blue sky that he laid on his back to watch.
Life is about finding if
you will change your destiny
or if destiny will change you.
Rayman was too distracted by the starry night to notice that it had happened again. He was
BANG!
Rayman didn't bother to look behind him. He ran full pelt back to the tree, surprisingly not waking the blue glute. He was petrified to look at what had happened, but he pulled his eyes over to the sound.
It was him again. But with a bigger army this time.
Rayman turned away from the sight so quickly that he tripped over his own feet. Wait, he thought. Am I supposed to be the hero here? But this was too much. He had defeated Mister Dark a long time ago. Just as Ray was beginning to forget, he had somehow made his way back. Dark's minions were spreading fast over the glade. Rayman knew he had to do something, but his mind was dizzy with thoughts. He couldn't think straight. He was so angry with both Mister Dark and himself that he buried his face in the wood of the tree. It was such a familiar scent. The one he had gotten used to over the years. The place where he had become what he was now.
Rayman. A hero.
His mind stopped blank. He remembered who he really was.
Just then, out of the blue, a grin spread across his face.
And he ran.
Into the chaos.
There were so many. He thought he
Those who wander
But in his heart he was certain he could do
Are not all lost.
As he did he found out that
How can you fit in
Rayman jumped to the side and
When you were born to stand out?
It
Hope will be there.
Hope will stay there.
Always believe in that.
Don't look back.
There! That's my first Fanfic. I hope you enjoyed it :D