This story is a result from me calling this show dumb, and then sitting down to watch it and enjoying it. What can I say? Mythology is a passion of mine. Huntik deserves a lot more love than it has, so here's my try at a Huntick fanfic.
I rated it T because I'll probably add a few swears and a lot of violence later on. Also Quotation marks are for speaking and mouthing, and Apostrophes are for thoughts.
Disclaimer: I do not own Huntick, I wrote this story purely for enjoyment, I gain no money or anything like that from writing this fanfiction.
Pink, orange, and baby blue streaked across the once dark Venice sky. The blearily eyed residences of the famed canal city awakened to a chilly autumn wind. This fact barely registered with most of the adults, but to the children, and teenagers, it, sadly, finalized the end of summer break.
On one particular street, in one particular house two suspicious figures made their way across the dark hallway to the last door. Twisting the knob quietly, the intruders grinned devilishly to each other when they heard it click. They slipped in as quiet as ninjas, except for the second one who bumped into a hanging plant. He almost cried out, in surprise of course, but was aided in stifling it with a venomous glare from his partner-in-crime. Regaining himself he looked down at their target.
The boy's blond hair was spread messily around his head and pillow. His arms were safely tucked underneath him, since he laid on his front. Idle-ly he wondered if the boy had suffocated, his face was planted directly in the pillow, but that thought was banished when a faint snore could be heard. The boy had balled up a bunch of blanket in his hand, the rest of which tried to cover him the best it could. Large grins covered both of the intruders face as one thought entered both their minds.
'This couldn't have turned out better if we had planned it!'
Both grabbed two handfuls of blanket and waited. After a few seconds the female one mouthed the instructions to her companion.
"On the count of three, One...two..."
"THREE!" they both yelled while simultaneously yanking on Lok Lambert's blanket, succeeding in flipping over and sending him crashing to the ground.
"Aaaaaahhhhh!" CRASH! Now fully awake, Lok leaped up into fighting stance to defeat his unknown foes. He flinched when his not-suppose-to-be-this-bright lights were flipped on. Gasping he recognized his "attackers." "Sophie! Cherit!"
True to his guess, a honey blond haired girl with green eyes (known as Sophie Casterwill) stood next to her partner-in-crime, a small, white, flying Yama Titan, Cherit, shaking with mirth. Still giggling Sophie pointed at a certain area that made Lok blush.
"Nice Boxers!" Even redder Lok tried his best to cover his flamboyantly pink and lime green boxers while murmuring something about it being his only pair left. Suddenly a new pair of people raced into the room, Dante Vale and Zhalia Moon.
Dante Vale was a tall man with reddish brown hair, with bangs that sometimes covered his right eye and a goatee. While Zhalia Moon was a dark eyed woman with dark blue hair, her bangs also covered some of her eyes. Both had what looked to be hastily thrown on clothes. Dante being the elite "detective" that he was, scanned the room and had a pretty good guess to what exactly happened. Zhalia, who happens not to be a morning person, was a little slower on the up take.
"BoltFlare!! Lok, Sophie what's-" Realization dawning on her she let the magic spell fade from her hand. Chuckling, Dante leaned up against the door frame, and Zhalia repeated what Sophie had commented on earlier. "Nice Boxers kid." Sophie and Cherit, who had managed to retain their laughter into mere giggles, burst out laughing. Now a newly discovered shade of red Lok did his best salvage what remained of his dignity.
"For your information these are the only ones I had left!" Zhalia just raised one of her eyebrows. Deciding to ignore the two adults he glared accusingly at Sophie. "What was all that for!?" Amusement clearly not leaving her face for a long while, Sophie managed to stop laughing and answer.
"Well Lok, as you know today is the first day of school-"Lok interrupted her large groan but was quickly silenced by Sophie's infamous glare. "As I was saying, Summer Break is officially over and you need to get ready for school!" Lok didn't lose a moment to protest.
"Yeah okay, but why wake me up at this ungodly hour!?!" Indeed it was an early hour; all the house's clocks read 4:17a.m. Smirking some more Sophie explained the reason behind her and Cherit's stunt.
"Well I thought you like as much time as possible to finish your summer break homework." Lok's face went red to ghost white dangerously fast. The fact that he hadn't touched any one of his summer assignments dominating his mind; he quickly shoved everyone, except Cherit who happened to fly to other side of the room, out of his room slamming the door behind him.
All three people, still smirking, decided to go to get on with their mornings.
"I guess this means I should get breakfast ready?" Dante casually asked already heading towards the kitchen.
"I'd better go change." Sophie nodded.
"Me too." With that they headed off to their respective destinations.
"Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man! This is so not good!" Racing around his room like a madman Lok was having trouble finding his pants. His normal White T and blue undershirt, and even his socks were all hastily put on, but he couldn't find hide or hair of his blue jeans. Dodging the flying items Cherit flew up to Lok carrying just what he needed.
"Ahem! Is this what you're looking for?" Turning around Lok's eyes lit up with joy, and he hugged Cherit and the jeans tight.
"Thanks Cherit! You're a life saver!" Letting the boy get his jeans on, Cherit let his chest swell with pride, but it quickly deflated when Lok added, "I'm still gonna get back at you and Sophie for earlier!" Rushing to grab his blank summer homework Lok almost knocked over a tattered journal with a curious design on the front. Sobering up in an instant he tightly grabbed the journal. 'I'll find you, dad, I swear it!' Concerned about Lok's sudden change in behavior Cherit flew up next to him.
"Are you alright lad?" Smiling up at the furry titan Lok nodded.
"I'm good Cherit, now let's get out of here!" Putting his dad's journal in his pocket Lok and Cherit exited the room.
I Hope You enjoyed the chapter! All the suggestions you have on content and corrections with grammer and spelling will be ever so helpful!