Part 1: "Why, of course!"
Note: a lot of these characters are my own…some are my friend's who I thrown together to make this story.
"You just HAD to touch it, didn't you?" A small group of teenagers walk down the corridor of an old mansion. One was holding a box that had gold engravings on it. The box had some kind of glowing essence to it; the old text that was on it was barely readable.
"Why, of course!" The one carrying the box laughed, she had bright silver hair that reflected every now and then when they walked into a small little ray of light. "You know we had to take it from Nanashi or he could have done some serious damage with it Sachiko!"
"Oh yea? What would he do hit us with it?" The boy in the back that had black hair busted out laughing, both of the girls glared back at him giving him a death stare. "Alright, alright, I'll shut up," he muttered irritably, "just having a bit of fun if that's okay with you two."
"Actually, he could hit us with it, yes, but, with a beam that shoots out of this box," the girl with silver hair looked down at the box stroking it lightly. "that blast could blow up an region of 3,000 miles, imagine it pointed at one person."
The boy whistled, "Wow, that's one hell of a way to go." The taller girl, that had black hair, hit him over the head very hard with a burnt out torch. "OW! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!" The two growled at each other.
"For heavens sake, you couldn't say that you two were brother and sister. Sucan shut up because we don't need your wise crack jokes," the boy growled even lower, "and Sachiko don't hit your brother over the head with an torch… were the last of our family that hasn't turned evil yet so we got to stay together, Mum wanted us to remember?"
"Yes Lm…but do us a favor," Sachiko and Sucan chirped in together.
"What?"
"DON'T ACT LIKE YOUR INCHARGE!"
