Sasaphirite
How'd I become an author? - I fell down a deep, dark and landed in Happy Land. Online Status: Online - Ignoring YOU! Name: Sasaphirite (AKA Sage) Location: In a place where I am ruler and you are my slave. Worship me. Worship me. WORSHIP ME!!!!! J/K Age: 13 Height: Er, does negative 5'3" count??? Weight: 104 (I lost six pounds over the summer, oh woop-dee-doo) Hair: Medium length brown Eyes: Hazels Occupation: Stealing materia Expertise: Stealing Materia...or any other goods that might interest me, like shiny things!!! *drools* Shhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiinnnnnnnnyyyyyyyyy... Favorite Bands/J-rock/J-pop: Linkin Park Er...can't remember the rest, lol. I'm currently writing a story, my first FFX-2 mind you. *hmph* Here's a little preview of it. Summary: Lenne and Shuyin were shot and killed. Now reincarnated into Yuna and Tidus, both want to get out and take over the bodies so they can walk amungst the living. But will the two teens let them??? I know, not a good summary, but look at the little prologue that I have yet to finish!!! 1000 Words The stench of death filled the air as Shuyin and Lenne sprinted through a blood-covered battle field. They were being hunted by the Al Bhed because Shuyin had tried to steal Vegnagun, their secret weapon to beating their opponants in the nasty war they were in now. Lenne was to be in the war because her talents in the Summoner's area was superb, just as her Songstress talents were. In more peaceful times, she might have lived her life out as a performer for Zanarkand, but... "Shuyin, Shuyin, slow down!" Lenne cried as she tripped over a dead body, landing roughly on Shuin, her lover. She grunted in pain as her ankle twisted. "Lenne, are you okay?" Shuyin asked softly. Without waiting for a reply, he pulled Lenne up on her back, and ran as fast as he could without hurting his lover anymore than she was. Lenne was burning up because she had an injury, and she needed help fast before her temperture hit the roof. But in the situtaion they were in now, there was no telling whether or not if Lenne was going to get help, or live in that matter. He didn't know if they would escape the Al Bhed soldiers tracking them right now, but he planned to evade them, even if he was killed. All he wanted was to save Lenne, keep her out of the front lines of war...keep her with him, and not a million miles away from his heart. There was no telling what would happen if they were separated now. "Drana drao yna!" an Al Bhed soldier yelled. Shuyin panicked, running faster. He saw the entrance to where Vegnagun was being kept and sprinted faster. Once past the dorr, he hurridly pressed the red button that would close the 4-inch-thick metal door that would shut the Al Bhed out, the button that might just save their lives. Shuyin set Lenne down, and ripped a large piece of cloth from his red and black diamond-checkered t-shirt, wrapping it around Lenne's twisted ankle. "Can you run if I helped you?" Shuyin asked, hoping that his girlfriend would at least try to run while leaning on his shoulder. "I can." The hopeful look in her eyes made Shuyin falter and feel guilty, for he knew they would not make it, and he knew that Lenne was thinking that they would definitely make it. 'Crash' A window crashed about 50 yards to the right of them. Shuyin quickly placed Lenne's arm over his shoulder and helped her run with a little limp. "Du dra nekrd!" Another soldier yelled. And the chase was started all over again. There ya go, a little preview of my first story that I'll be postin'! Laterz for now my friends, Sasaphirite |
