AN: Okay... So I know it wont seem like it right away but this story dose have characters from the actual Homestuck comic.
It starts out kind of weird but it gets better.
I need suggestions for the name of the planet...?
Just in case it never becomes clear this is suppose to be the world the kids create after the game... way way after the game.
It was impossible, just simply impossible. He couldn't do a damn thing- he just stared mouth agape as the figure in front of him collapsed, yellow blood pulling around them. He felt a ting in his heart- as if seeing a friend torn to pieces. He wasn't sure what was going on but fear was swallowing him and… he couldn't stop. He couldn't stop shaking- he couldn't stop his heart from pounding like crazy. He couldn't speak.
He could see the troll stomping toward him, holding juggling clubs in his stained fist of colored blood. Still it was impossible to speak- to even utter a sound, he felt a tug on his shoulder, and he remembered that even though this monster in front of him had been a close friend- He thought he was his friend. Why was this happening? He was so scared- he knew they both were going to die. Suddenly the raging troll vanished and he heard a scream, the tug on his shoulder vanishing. Teal blood flashed in front of his eyes, and finally he loosed a horrified scream as the clubs came for him-
"Gog Damn it, Kail! Stop screaming!" Kail woke shrieking as his brother shook him awake his blue eyes full of fear. "Do you want to wake the whole Cul de sac?"
Kail took a breath cutting the cry off sharply. Slowly he took in air till his body stopped trembling. "S-sorry." He stuttered.
"Don't apologize it's not your fault."
"Sorry, man, I just…" He shuttered taking in a strained breath as red tears swam in his eyes. "Fuck. Fuck this- it's so stupid- I don't even know what was going on!"
"Do you wanna talk about it- your dream I mean? I heard it helps sometimes."
Kail swallowed. "I was killed. By a fucking clown."
His brother fought back a laugh. "I- I'm sorry." He scrunched up his face his lips pursing together as he tried to regain his composure. "A clown really?"
"Shut your fucking nook trap Xane!" Kail hissed. "It wasn't like a normal clown- I mean- he was covered in blood and the people around me- I- I didn't know who they were but I cared about them- and they were all fucking dyeing in front of me!"
"Oh- okay dude, chill- don't get your horns in a twist." Xane let his arms fall down as he bit his lip looking down frustrated. "But…" Xane's words trailed off plucking at his fingernails nervously.
"What?" Kail asked.
"Is… something going on?"
"Like what?"
"I don't know- it's just you've been having these nightmares a lot lately- and they're escalating- you aren't getting enough sleep- I mean there are almost always dark circles under your eyes- and it's just so sudden…" Xane looked up his worried eyes meeting the wide yellow of Kail's
"When you put it like that- no- Nothings happened." Kail sighed rubbing his gray face. "I just- fuck, I don't know… maybe it's the weather."
"The weather?"
"Yeah, this weird wind. It's driving me insane."
Xane snorted. "Whatever. It's not the wind- but if you don't want to tell me it's cool. Just don't forget I've got your back man."
Kail sighed frowning hard at his brother. "Look, I told you, you thick shit, nothing's going on. I'm as dumbfounded as you about this- if I knew why it was happening I'd tell you I swear."
The brothers shared serious looks for a moment before Xane sighed and ruffled the dark hair between Kail's sharp little horns. "Okay, okay, I believe you." He stood and hoisted himself up onto the top bunk, and Kail leaned back watching as the mattress shifted beneath the weight. "Try to get some sleep- we've got training for first rise."
Kail nodded, "Yeah." Shifting he stared at the wall until his eyes slowly worked themselves shut. The dreams came in shifting colors and flashes- so convoluted and mixed up he couldn't make since of them, but he woke in the same position staring at the wall, his muscles tightened stiffly, a nervous energy coursing through his veins.
He rolled over and looked at the time keeper on his desk. It read 14:13, he sighed staring up at the mattress above him. It was still 2 hours before first rise when the turn was supposed to start. He'd gotten about 6 hours of sleep but for his kind that was not cool. He needed at least 12 to function properly. At least he wasn't a human- sure they slept shorter intervals but they normally couldn't stay up more than 40 hours without flipping their shit. And with 92 hours in a turn it made it hard to work around it. He knew. His brother Xane was human. Kail put an arm over his forehead grimacing at his thoughts. Where the hell were they going? It didn't matter that Xane was human- he was his brother through and through. They had each other's backs. He let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. "What's wrong with me…?" He mumbled flipping over to stare at the wall again. "Damn." He sat up and walked across the room entering the hallway. He could hear his dad's heavy breathing from the other room. He'd be out for another 5 hours at most. Carful to be quiet Kail slipped into the bathroom and flipped on a light.
He squinted as his eyes adjusted in protest to the sudden change. He started just a bit as he caught his reflection. Damn, did he really look that bad? Sighing he walked up to the sink. The tiles were cold on his bare feet, pulling up the sleeves of his back pj's he turned on the facet and watched the water overflow in his cupped hands for a moment before splashing his face. He sighed, letting the water drip off his pointed nose as he gripped the sink with trembling hands. "What the fuck, what the actual fuck?" He was never really normal, it wasn't customary for a troll to be raised by humans. Not to mention his blood was so rare for his kind- most trolls didn't even see him as a troll- they looked at him as if he were merely human- and humans looked at him as if he were merely a troll. His fist tightened and he bit his tong, the bitter taste of his blood filled his mouth and he cussed. Sighing he looked back at his reflection. Human, troll, it made no difference. Xane had his back and that's all that mattered. He smiled, plus it wasn't like he was alone- there were other… oddities in the world.
He ran his hand through his hair as his thoughts went to a girl, with bright green eyes and long hair. He couldn't help it, he was grinning stupidly just thinking about her. Her white hair was so mesmerizing. She was a rare bread, beautiful, from a respected family. A strange race of humanoid dogs- but he didn't care about any of that. He didn't care that she was from a well-known family- she just made him smile.
The two of them had met way back, back when they were kids, back when kids didn't understand things like hierarchy and the difference between species. Kail snorted. Differences. Right.
Sighing, he whipped the smile from his face running his hand down it, replacing it with a frown. It was a pretty dream… but the idea of him- a troll coveting a human in any spectrum- mutant human blood or not was… out of the question. It… just wasn't done.
Opening the cabinet he pulled out a come and quickly yanked the knots from his hair, it was getting long again, and he hated that- it always jumped out in random directions. Again he stared at his reflection, daring it to change. It did nothing but glare back defiantly. Losing another aggravated sigh he opened the door slapping off the light as he left. Walking past the closed door of his father's room he entered the kitchen. He needed something to snack on. He wasn't too worried about being loud his father snored like a mother boat, and his and Xane's room was at the other end of the house. Still, he did his best not to slam things around, for his own nerves sake.
As he sat down at the table with his bole of ringed oats the kitchen window busted as the wind made its way in. He jumped up so quick his chair skidded across the room on its back. "What the hell!?"
The wind rushed passed him filling the house shaking the walls. This was what he mint when he told Xane the wind was driving him insane. He wasn't sure how much more of it he could take. The windy season was normal- but this- This wind was different. It wasn't hitting during a windy season, and it was unusually violent. He gritted his teeth and grabbed his bowl. With a frustrated stomp he made his way into his room and slammed the door on the breeze.
Xane shot up out of bed shocked. Looking to Kail wide eyed he slurred. "Whut?"
"Fucking kitchen window broke- the winds running up and down the halls like a spazzed up nook sucker!"
Xane rubbed his eyes. "Oh, man, that sucks… what time is it?
Kail looked at the time keeper. "15:34"
Stretching Xane yawned. "Oh, well in that case…" He through his legs over the side of the bed and slid off plopping to the ground. He continued to rub his eyes, "I'll go look at the window."
"Okay." Kail said. "I don't think we can fix it right now though."
"Um, hum..." Xane yawned opening the door, but all sleepiness left him as a sharp wind hit him pushing back his cloths and ruffling his light brown hair.
'…remember…' The wind whispered.
"Uh… did you just here that?" Xane asked as the wind died down and the only sound to reach the ears of the startled boys was the sound of their sleeping father.
AN: Okay like I said at the top... this is the world the kids made- its got trolls and humans living together... they have human vernacular, troll vernacular, and some of their own unique vernacular.
Here's some important info regarding the tracking of time in this world.
There are 92 hours in a turn (hours are exactly the same as on earth)
250 turns in an epoch
95.657 turns make an earth year
each rise and night is split into approximately 30 hours give or take a few minutes.
there are 3.83 earth days in a turn
5 turns make a fold
{Names of turns: Hanturn, Minturn,Helturn,Signturn,Kanturn}
there are 50 folds in an epoch
and 5 folds in a draconic
10 draconic's in an epoch
{names of each draconic: Eco,Har,Maka,Lal,Jon,Lish,Ker,Vant,Nit,Zahh}
4745.2 earth DAYS FOR A 13 YEAR OLD
113956 hours for 13 years
1238.65 turns in 13 years
5 epoch's = 13 years...?
... the names of the turns and draconics don't really matter... Just got a little cried away...