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Hello and once again we got a new chapter. :D
It is a bit short but it is mostly introductions to new characters.
Now for those who were waiting for me to post the guidelines of making OCs, I have put it under a new story. If you wish to make an OC, go there to read the instructions.
Now on the chapter!
Chapter Two:
About a year later…
The streets were in ruins yet there was no sign of rebuilding. The sky was gray and has been for almost a year. Rain falling was rare and sunshine was even rarer. Occasionally snowflakes will flutter down – as though to spread some innocent happiness before melting completely. The wind blew with great power now, causing small debris to fly by. Buildings were no more than crumbling piles of rocks and at first sight no sign of life, not even a plant's. However, lurking in the shadows of these places were even more shadows – shadows that were afraid to come into the light.
Two people wearing large black cloaks that billowed with the wind were walking down the street. One of them was what appeared to be an adult around his thirties while the other looked around twelve or even eleven. Their footsteps were drowned out by the sound of the wind yet their appearance made the living souls hiding to shrink back into their secret layers even more. As though, they knew what was going to happen. Yet at the same time, curiosity aroused from those who were brave and some started to venture out and stare at these cloaked people from behind.
If the two new strangers knew that they were being watched, they didn't make any indication as they continued to walk. The older of the two took out a small worn book out of his brown sack he was carrying. His black gloved hands opened the book to the page he was looking – a colorful picture of a town. He looked at his surroundings and back at the book as though to comprehend the two different sceneries.
"Well, I be, this place is not like what they wrote in the guidebook but this book is about two years old so I can't rely on it too much," the man said, obviously joking. The young kid didn't respond and merely stayed silent by the man's side. "Well, not that it matters," the man continued as he snapped the book shut and placed it back into the bag.
They continued to march through the streets without any problems and finally, the man spoke again, only this time serious. His cloak's hood covered his face, but one could still see the dark blue cold eyes from underneath. "Do not fail, Leo."
The young boy, making an indication that he was definitely not deaf, nodded in understanding. He could not fail. This mission was important in gaining the trust of these people who asked for their help. It was fatal to gain trust when they were so little left in this crumbling world. They finally reached to the middle part of the city and stood there. The two seemed to be waiting for something and apparently whatever it was decided to not let the guests linger to long.
Suddenly, there was a growling noise. A large shadow was watching the two from above since the moment those they stepped foot into this city. It jumped straight at where the two cloaked people were but, as though they expected it, both immediately split and jumped away just as the shadow came crashing down and creating a large crack in the stone road.
Life immediately cowered back into their safe hiding spots. It was as though they knew what this newcomer shadow was – something evil and dangerous.
"Oh ho!" the man cried with amusement, "So it has come to us instead." He was referring it to what appeared to be a human – or was it?
The shadow was definitely built and shaped like a normal twenty year old man wearing only what appeared to be torn brown pants but there was definitely something strange about him. He had a green tinge to his skin. His wrists had what appeared to be green blades sticking out. He had a green palm tree like tail. His hands have slowly merged into what appeared to be curved green claws. The only thing that really seemed normal was the short blond hair. The man – or whatever it was – shrieked in a loud raspy voice. His yellow lizard eyes glared as though he himself was mad. Whatever human he had before was completely gone.
"Poor fellow," the man said, though there was more amusement than sympathy, "Lost his mind after the experimentations. "Wouldn't be surprised if they left him here just to cause fear to the people living here."
"GAHHHHH!" The monster shrieked again and charged at the standstill man who didn't seem to flinch. Instead, he seemed to be more amused at this direct attack. Before the monster could even touch the man, the other small cloaked figure grabbed the monster from behind and threw the surprised creature away from the man. The monster hit the crumbling rocks from the other side.
"Good job Leo," the man said smiling at the small cloaked figure, "You have improved." The young twelve year old kid took off his cloak in reply. The young boy had jet black hair that fell softly to his cheek. His brown eyes were filled with emptiness as though no feeling could be processed through this boy's mind. Despite the cold weather, he wasn't wearing a shirt and his bare skin revealed many scars and puncture wounds. He had on worn out long black pants. He turned his head toward the monster that was getting up from the rubbles.
Deciding to change target, the green monster charged at Leo. The monster opened his mouth wide enough so that Leo could see the thin pink lizard tongue. The boy, not hesitating, charged forward as well. The green human used his wrists blades to slash his opponent, but Leo merely jumped and slammed his foot against the guy's face. However, this didn't seem to weaken the monster, only made it angrier as it pushed stronger.
Just as the monster tried to take another swipe, Leo crouched down and charged forward for a full frontal attack. This made the green monster stagger but it wasn't enough to make it fall down. The monster hissed and tried to swipe again but Leo managed to move away as quickly as he had come.
As he stood there to watch like a spectator, the man frowned slightly. Leo was having difficulty fighting a grown man. Although it is easier to slip and avoid attacks, Leo didn't have the power to pack enough punch to knock the monster out. The monster was only attacking short distance but he was quick and the blades could definitely cut through rock. If they were fighting normally, Leo wouldn't stand a chance. But then again, Leo did have one advantage but it required him to position himself correctly and use the power he carried…
Leo kept light on his feet. If he didn't the blades could easily slice through him. The monster's pattern was the same though – keep slicing and charging ahead. Leo could tell that any human emotions of happiness or pain this guy had been gone. Instead, there was only a deep craving – a craving to kill.
The strong wind was blowing stronger now but Leo was still waiting for the perfect chance. He didn't want to be close yet he also didn't want to be too far away. However, Leo's time was up. The blade finally made contact with his face.
SWIPPP!
"Ack!" Leo spoke for the first time. He immediately drew back about twenty feet away – a blood trail followed his path. The blade didn't cut his face too badly but it made a long bloody mark across his face from the top of his right eye to his left cheek. Leo fell down onto one leg as his right arm covered his right eye. The wind was to his back so that the blood wouldn't blow to his face.
"What are you doing?" The man snapped, angry for the first time, "Stop dawdling and fight seriously! At this rate, you'll die!" The monster gave a wide evil grin at his success and slowly licked his opponent's blood off of his wrist blade. The lizard yellow eyes seemed to pulse as though Leo's blood was a shot of caffeine to the monster's system. Leo panted as he tried to see with his left eye. Blood splattered hard against the pavement like raindrops. He was in position to counterattack but can he pull the attack off? The monster, savoring the moment, slowly came forward. Closer and closer… Then all of a sudden, he charged forward. Leo barely had time to react when his opponent was just three feet away from him.
"AHHHHHH!" Leo yelled in pain and his shoulders immediately erupted with flames. Before the opponent could show a surprise look, the strong wind powered up the flames shot straight at the monster.
FOOM! The monster was now covered with flames as it started to eat away his skin and leaving the smell of decaying flesh. "HISSSSSSAAAAAA!" The monster yelled in pain as it tried to stop the fire from burning him but the strong wind was too powerful. It twisted and turn on the road, its voice echoing through the whole town.
The cloaked man ignored the dying monster and rushed to Leo who, from the loss of blood was lying on the ground in pain. The man got out bandages from the small bag and expertly started to cover the injured face. "You were too careless. You could've died if you didn't react fast enough." The man's voice had a mixture of disappointment and relief.
Leo didn't say anything but merely stared at the burning monster that finally stopped moving and just lay there - dead. The flames quickly died away as they had come, allowing Leo to see what was left. The body was unrecognizable now and was all black burnt. Smoke was coming off from it and Leo could smell decaying flesh. For the first time today, Leo's brown eyes were slowly melting into an emotion – sorrow.
"He was a monster Leo," the man said as though he knew what the boy was thinking. "He would've killed more people if it wasn't for you. Show no remorse, He is no longer human, just like you should be." Leo looked down, still ashamed and at shocked at what he had just done. At the age of twelve, he has killed for the first time.
Pulling Leo up, the man placed the cloak back on Leo and together they started to slowly make their way out of the city.
The body was left there as though nothing more than a pile of dirt.
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In another city…
"Come back you thief!" Justin ignored the yells and continued to run. He carried a half of a small loaf of bread in his hand and the other half was in his mouth. He moved through the mazes in the terrain with ease. He jumped over crates, slid past workers, and pushed through heavy crowds of poor beggars. He was ten years old and already a born thief. The city was doing poorly though it was still working. Beggars and thieves had sprung up over the years and more families have been separated or lost. Justin was no exception. He had been living independently in this city for a whole year and had learned the art of stealing quickly in order to survive.
His messy blond hair was wild looking and his grimy face along with his sandy shirt showed that he had not taken a bath for over a week. He didn't have any shoes, but managed to run through the city with ease. Behind him was a turquoise hair man with a space suit on. Many people cowered away when they saw who was chasing Justin. This spacesuit man was one of them – one of the soldiers guarding this place.
Since a year ago, many of these 'soldiers' were placed here to keep the place safe. So far, they haven't done their job the way they promised and instead bullied people and took advantage of their helplessness. Justin despised these men who don't even look normal. A couple of times, he stole from these men just give them a taste of their own medicine. So far, he had never been caught and today, he wasn't planning to either.
Justin quickly ran into an alley with tall red wall bricks on each side and appeared to have a dead end but he quickly ran through a small opening that was hidden by large broken and unused crates. He crawled through the tunnel and was able to hear the fuming anger from the grunt as he wondered where the small thief had disappeared off to. Justin continued his way through the tunnel. It was dark and he couldn't see anything. There were parts of the tunnel where it diverged into multiple paths but Justin had already known by heart where he needed to go. Soon, he saw light up ahead which gradually grew larger until he finally reached the end of his destination.
The room was large enough to perhaps hold five people even though only two people live there at the time. There were two moth eaten blankets on the side, a kettle next to them, and a table in the middle of the room.
"Justin!" A voice called out in relief. Justin found himself face to face with an old man whose fingers were knobby and coarse like a tree's bark. The wrinkled face cracked into a smile – revealing several missing teeth. The man's white beard cast sliver lighting from the small lighted candle that was on the table where he sat. Next to him was an equally old man though much more plump and short – a person Justin never saw before.
"Uncle," Justin said when he took the loaf of bread from his mouth in order to speak. "What's going on?" Uncle never brought anybody into the lair. In fact, Uncle never left the place due to his fatigue health. The old man took Justin in a couple of months ago and Justin repay the favor by helping Uncle scavenge for food. However, Uncle (he refused to reveal his name) never talked much about his past life but it was obvious that these two knew each other. Who was this man?
"So this is Justin," the plump old man said with a wheezy voice, "I must say, he is pretty scrawny for a ten year old." Justin couldn't help but feel a spark of anger inside of him. He decided he didn't like the man no matter what.
"Justin," Uncle said, looking straight at the young boy, "this is an important man who is going to change our lives. I have agreed to give our full cooperation with him." Justin's eyes widened with suspicion. Uncle trusted this man a lot, yet Justin couldn't see why. "Justin, I would like you meet Mr. Nova – the head of the New Resistance."
Author's Notes
Say hello to Leo and Justin from DPTT! :D
I love these characters and decided to give them their own little bit of introduction to the story. I personally enjoyed writing Leo's fight scene. There are times like these when I wish I could draw it out instead of writing it.
Also, more of their past will be revealed as the story continues.
Next chapter will focus back on Lucas so hang tight. I'll have OCs from you reviewers out when I get past the introduction of the story that ties back to DPTT
On another, note, what do you guys think of BW's new Pokemon and the anime? I kind of wish they stopped throwing out new Pokemon to our face. I'm pretty sure 500+ Pokemon is going a bit overboard. I'm still undetermined with the anime but the graphics look pretty nice so it might be okay.
Let's thank my reviewers first before we go.
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Rinku588
Assassin42
Sparky
SagaAuraMana
Furryfur
Ketchum Kid (I will only put "future OCs" if the reviewer follows my instructions and send it to me in the format of DP Reverse Time. I can't keep track of everybody's OC so it is best if they contact and remind me. Thanks for the review.)
hydro-serpent58 (Urgh, writing that guideline took forever. I had to make sure I was specific enough too. Sigh. Anyways, thanks for reviewing)
Banana (Oh I get what you're trying to say. Time reference can make things so confusing. Lol. Thanks for the review.)
Light-Sakura
gg121 (All right, good for you to reread the entire story again. Lol. Hopefully, I can tie the two stories together. Thanks for the review.)
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All right, that's it from me; see you in the next chapter.
-JapanDreamer
