Hey everyone, this is just a little sample of a story, I wanted to know what everyone thought of it. I got this idea when I woke up this morning so I thought I'd whip up a little bit of it, kinda like a Prologue. Please review and let me know, suggestions are VERY welcome, so are flames!
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It was bright, brighter than any other place I had ever been. It was almost blinding, almost. Not quite. As I walked I felt the cool, liquid surface beneath my half bandaged feet. It was such a pleasant sensation, walking on water, that I wished I could do it all day. But now was not the time. I had something important to do. I had been summoned.
Of course, I was prepared for such a thing, having being given this hazardous mission. But even if you are forewarned, nothing can ultimately prepare you for the emotional and physical shocks that come with a meeting with the Flourion Council.
My sight grew dimmer and dimmer as I walked towards the light. It seemed all my senses were falling asleep, as the tinkling sound of my homelands music faded from my ears. This ritual, something that happen every time you went to meet them, even though it was becoming second nature to me, scared me immensely.
I hesitated as I drew as close to the entrance as I could, or rather, as I wanted. I didn't want to go in there. It was a dangerous place, full of surprises. I don't like surprises much. But they come with the job, being a Flouryn Guardian. As did these meetings. And so, I must go.
Taking a last step towards the light I was almost knocked off my feet at the sudden rush of emotions. Not my emotions, the emotions of others. Of everyone. Of my race.
Sorrow that made my heart ache, anger that cause a loss of feeling in my head, joy that brought tears to my eyes, and so much more. Humans were lucky, if they had to experience this, they would die. I wished I would die.
But as it always did, the emotions left me, signaling that I had entered into the Chambers of the Flourion Council. My eyes scanned the new environment, searching for the right place to go.
The Entrance is a large empty space, with no visible beginning or end. No up or down. No left or right. Just space.
But if you had been summoned, as I had, someone would come for you. Well, I can't exactly say someone but there was definitely something that came. So, closing my eyes I waiting for it to come.
Suddenly with no warning I lost control of my mind. I couldn't think anything; therefore I couldn't move my limbs.
Maybe I was wrong. This is the thing I hate most about being a Flouryn Guardian, not the silly meetings.
My feet started to move, carrying me across the non-existent ground a few hundred yards. Or at least I think so.
My eyes moved up from my feet and watched as the air in front of my opened up, revealing a whole other world. This one, more similar to my homeland.
But as I stepped in the feel of fear, nervousness and resentment was strong. Not at all like home. Not at all.
"I'm glad you decided to come." A deep, male voice called out from my left. Peering up I watched as a tall, thin, aging man in long white and silver robes swept down a set of stairs made beautifully out of a glowing tree. He gracefully strode towards me, his feet crunching on the blue-ish grass, looking slightly intimidating. My eyes locked with his, his dazzling silver and black eyes, showing that I did not fear him.
"Of course. It is my duty." I bowed slightly, my brown hair slipping out from behind my ears. "Now, what of this meeting?" I asked, a slight edge of impatience in my voice.
The Elder smiled down at me, trying to look kind and welcoming, and gestured to the large chair behind him.
"Of course. Please sit down." He said, almost hiding a sneer. He walked just as gracefully back to the stairs as I made myself as possibly comfy in that horrible wooden chair. My eyes swept up to the floating balcony ahead of me. Sitting on their own, much more comfortable chairs, sat the Flourion Council. All four sets of eyes were watching me carefully as I pushed my hair behind my ears nervously.
Ok, I lied again. This is truly horrible.
"We called you here because of terribly important news in regards to your mission." The woman on the far right said in a booming voice. I straighten my back and tried my best to look as import and I could.
I waited patiently, just as any Guardian should, as a woman, a different one this time, cleared her voice.
"There is a new enemy." She said simply. But no other five words could strike so much fear into my heart. I let out the smallest gasp as the woman continued.
"This enemy, they are different from the first." She began, saying each word slowly so their importance would drill itself into my brain.
"I get it! I get it! Get on with it!" I screamed in my head, pleading with my eyes for them to continue quickly. Almost as they had read my mind they all sent me disapproving looks.
"We know you have been getting close to this mission. A little too close. I fear this is becoming a personal issue for you." The man who had 'greeted' me said, placing his hands on his lap and intertwining his fingers. "You know that feeling must not get in the way. It isn't the way of a Flouryn Guardian. We shant get close. We shant get involved. We shall protect."
I shook my head, unable to saying anything. "A new enemy? Are they in danger? I cannot let them be killed!" I thought to my self, angry for not seeing this sooner. I should have expected a new enemy. It had been a year since the attacks from the Demolition Boys…
"We will be monitoring you for the next while. If we see you unfit, we will pull you off this mission, give it to someone else.
"Of course. Yes sir, yes." I stammered, rubbing the side of my head with two of my fingers. "But what of this enemy? Please tell me so I can defend my counts." I said quickly, unable to be patient anymore. I needed answers.
"We expect they will arrive in your counts life soon, within a week. They will be in the same disguise as the First. They will call themselves 'bladers'. But they are truly out to harm your counts. The boys must live. The sacred beats must be contained. We mustn't let this new enemy win. We mustn't." He said with conviction, stirring up emotions in my head. This was too much. I needed to leave.
"Is that all?" I asked in barely a whisper. I watched as The Council nodded their heads.
Together, the council and I, we spoke those words. The words of my people, the Flourtions. The words a Flouryn Guardian lived by.
"We shall stand up to those who challenge. We shall keep our counts safe. No matter what it takes us, the Beasts shall not escape." I finished the promise with utter emotion. I was going to keep true to those words. My eyes shone with determined tears as one of the guardians said a their final words of encouragement.
"It is up to you now Hillary. It is up to you."
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