~Hiya guys! How's everyone doing? This is my first fanfic. I'm super excited about it. Reviews greatly appreciated, but please don't be too harsh. I had this idea while waiting for the bus, and I know it's super messed up, but hey, fanfiction is really messed up! I looked back at these first chapters and decided they were waay too short, and they kind of strayed from the original plot. So I'm editing these chapters. Hope you guys like!
Me here again, sorry I keep changing it, I just keep on thinking of better ways to change it. I have thought of writing the whole story on Word, and then posting in here, but I like updating. Here ya go!~
Outside, in the cold winter night, all was quiet. A boy, age 15, was running away from something. His pale silvery eyes shone brightly in the moonlight. He seemed determined to get as far away from the unknown assailant as possible. Every now and then, he'd stop and clutch his leg, which was oozing some sort of dark blood. Eventually he stopped. Thinking that he lost the attacker, the exhausted teen stumbled down, just barely able to support himself. He was just about to close his eyes and rest on the tree, when there was a white flash.
"Come on boy, you don't want to make this harder on yourself." A strange man appeared, with a tophat and stigmata on his forehead. The boy's eyes narrowed at his sudden appearance, brows furrowing in thought.
"Aren't you going to say anything, boy?" The man squatted down to meet the boy, shoes crinkling under the dead leaves from the forest.
"Did you forget that we had the Ark?" He said, amused by the look of mild confusion painted on the boy's face.
"Hmm. Evidently so. So what do you say?" The man cocked his head to one side, patiently waiting for the boy to answer. The boy thought for a moment, choosing what he should say. Should he dare…? He was the enemy, not to be trusted. But it couldn't hurt. Besides, he vaguely knew he wasn't getting out of the situation. He was cornered, like a rat. He had nowhere else to go. In a moment of pure desperation, he threw caution to the wind and asked the burning question that was plaguing his mind ever since master spoke of it.
"Master said something about another side to the war, a third side. What did he mean by that?" He finally said.
The man stared, taken aback by the question. He was not expecting that out of the young boy. For a moment he just stood there, positively stunned, letting the words sink in.
The two continued staring at each other for quite some time until finally the man broke the silence.
"Listen boy, mind if I have a smoke? It's just, this is too tense and I need to relax." He proceeded to light the cigarette, letting out a big puff of smoke.
"Come on boy," the man said, shaking his head in disapproval. "No need to be tense. I'm not here to hurt you. Order's from the boss." He frowned, like he didn't agree with his orders.
The boy remained silent, slowly becoming impatient.
"You still haven't answered my question."
"Oh, that?" The man frowned slightly. "I'm afraid I cannot tell you that. But I can take you up to the person who does know."
Before the boy could object the man touched his forehead, cradling his face. The boy felt his eyes close. No. He shouldn't be sleeping now… He knew this was a bad idea from the start. He never should've come. He should've known answers came with a price. He just hoped the price wasn't too steep.
He was slipping, tempted by the sudden warmth that ran through him. The man could see the internal battle he was having .It was pointless though. He smirked as the boy finally gave in to blissful unconsciousness, slumping in the man's arms.
~Hiya guys! It's me again! I know this was short but it's just an intro. So how do you like it? I know it doesn't really set up the plot, I just wanted to get a feel of my writing. If anyone could edit this for grammatical mistakes that would be greatly appreciated. I'm not good at wording sentences correctly. See you~