The hardest part of writing these is that every new chapter I write, I delet theold chapter and write it in the same file. So I delete all that work and restart :'( It's quite depressing. No wonder I never get anything done...
"Are we safe for the evening?" A boy with short dark how sat on a brick wall staring out in front of him. He wore a collared t-shirt with some of the buttons undone, making it seem as if he hadn't really cared about putting it on. Behind him a small warehouse lay, surrounded by the wall upon which he sat, swinging his legs back and forth, adressing the boy sitting next to him.
The other boy wore a Karate Gi, brown belt tied around his waste, and he watched the sky. A mop of bright blue hair stood out eben in the twinkling gloaming which quickly was fading into darkness. Taking his focus off the moon, the boy closed his eyes and answered the question. "Yes."
The first boy didn't relax yet, still scanning the horizon for signs of life. They were in the middle of no where, there was nothing as for as he could see, just their home, and dirt. Not even trees, he thought, surveying the area. We would see whoever was coming. "You may have a twisted definition of safe. Do they know where we are?"
"Yes."
"Are they coming tonight?"
"Yes." The blue haired boy blinked as he said this, looking as startled as his darker haired counterpart. Both slipped off the wall and ran toward the warehouse it surrounded
"And you call that safe!?" Shouted the dark haired boy irritably.
Between breaths the other boy replied, "It isn't my fault. I guess I have a twisted definition of safe." The first boy reached the door first, and through it open. "Adam?" He called, the reverberations answering in kind from all sides.
"Yes Em?" The man had a dark goatee, a sure sign of evil. He was bald, but sill looked relatively young, not in his thirties dark haired boy, presumably Em, was panting, so his friend answered for him.
"They're coming."
Semira lay on her bed again, reading. Her feet kicked back in forth again, and her eyes darted back and forth taking in the text in front of her. It was evening, or so claimed the clock on the wall. There were no windows in her room. Otherwise someone might see in,, and then realize that she existed... Waving herself off that train of thought, she finished the chapter.
Often smiling can help keep you in a better mood. Even when you're upset or angry, a smile can relieve stress. Everyone has days when they are about to tear out all of their hair, but that is completely unhelpful, because then you are bald, have hair in your hands, and your head hurts. So instead, a forced smile will actually help bring a cheerier attitude, and all you have to do is remind yourself that everything will get better. This is a tip for those times when you forgot to put dinner in the oven, and the kids are cranky, and your husband is late, and everything seems to be going wrong. But laughter is the very best medecine, and the key is to remain calm and happy.
Semira smiled wryly, closing the book. She wasn't really the target age group. Still, it reminded her that she was supposed to eat at 6:30 exactly. She glanced at the clock. It was six o'clock. If she started cooking now, she could have finished the task and be back to reading by 6:30, and Kazu-nii wouldn't complain about having to look over her. Stretching as she rolled out of bed, Semira headed to her own private kitchen.
Not existing in the outside world had its advantages. No shared space.
Eve clutched her knees, shuddering.
"Do you know where they are, Eve-chan?" The voice haunted her. She squeezed her eyes shut, and put her hands over her ears, willing it to go away. "Let me introduce myself to you. I have a lot of names, actually. My favorite of which is Irkalla. Do you recognize the name, Eve-chan?"
Eve realized to her horror she was crying. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to betray you." She said to no one, shaking back and forth. "I'm dorry. It's all my fault. Forgive me." She sobbed. "Be safe."
Eve felt something dark near the back of her mind. Oblivion. The pain and horror of the world seemed to sharp, to real for her, and she, for the second time that day, sank into the blissful calm of unconsciousness.
Yay! I introduced two new characters! And you don't know their names yet :P Well, keep reading. ~KagayaMitsukai :3
