She awoke, stretched her arms and tried to rub the sleep from her head. Glancing at the alarm clock, she face-faulted, "Ack! I'm late.....AGAIN!" Jumping to her feet, she pulled on some clothes that were lying on her floor and ran a brush through her hair. Without bothering to brush her teeth or eat breakfast, she grabbed her backpack and ran out the door. IGood thing the school's only three blocks away,/i she thought, II'd have been suspended already if I had to take the bus. /i
Pushing open the doors, she breathed a sigh of relief. Kids were still everywhere, but the halls were thinning out a bit. After a quick stop at her locker, she sunk into her seat in the back corner of the room. Ah, now she could finish her sleeping. A voice cut through her rest, the long nasal of Mr. Deidei. "It's first period! You can't be sleeping already! Are you listening, Lina? Lina?! LINA! LINA INVERSE! WAKE UP!"
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A park. The usual kind of park, with a flurry of young children and their parents playing happily on swings, see-saws, and other park things. A man jumped down from a tree. He was extremely out of place in this setting, wearing a priests' garbs amongst the summer dresses and dirty overalls. Purple hair shone in the sun. A ball bounced over to him, stopping by his foot, "Hey mister? Can I have my ball, mister?"
The man knelt down and handed the little boy his plaything. Smiling, he said, "So, what's your name?"
"I'm not supposed to talk to strangers."
"Oh? Well, I'm not a stranger! In fact, I know me very well, if I do say so myself."
The boy, looking slightly puzzled, accepted this, "My name's Michael."
If closed eyes could look surprised, his would have, "My name used to be Michael, but now it's Xelloss. Pleased to meet you Michael." He extended his hand.
The boy took it, shaking it vigorously, "Call me Mike, everyone else does, except my mom."
"Okay, Mike."
"Xelloss, that's a weird name, mister. How'd you ever think of it?"
"I didn't, my master did."
"Master? My mom told me about masters and slaves once. Are you a slave, Xelloss? My mom says it happened a long time ago, but if you're a slave, you should run away. You can live with me!"
"Thank you, but I won't. I'm not really a slave, more of a general....."
The boy interrupted him, "Your in the army? Cool!"
Xelloss could see this wasn't going to work, "Why don't you go play, Mike. I think your friends are waiting for you."
Mike looked back, it was true. All his friends were watching him talk to this creepy looking guy. He smiled at Xelloss, "Alright then. Nice talking to you, Mr. Xelloss!" He ran back to his friends to play, forgetting about the stranger shortly.
Xelloss watched him go, smiling. He sat down on a bench beside two ladies, who quickly left, unnerved by the strange fellow. IThis should be interesting,/i he thought, II wonder if the others know what's going on....... /i
Pushing open the doors, she breathed a sigh of relief. Kids were still everywhere, but the halls were thinning out a bit. After a quick stop at her locker, she sunk into her seat in the back corner of the room. Ah, now she could finish her sleeping. A voice cut through her rest, the long nasal of Mr. Deidei. "It's first period! You can't be sleeping already! Are you listening, Lina? Lina?! LINA! LINA INVERSE! WAKE UP!"
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A park. The usual kind of park, with a flurry of young children and their parents playing happily on swings, see-saws, and other park things. A man jumped down from a tree. He was extremely out of place in this setting, wearing a priests' garbs amongst the summer dresses and dirty overalls. Purple hair shone in the sun. A ball bounced over to him, stopping by his foot, "Hey mister? Can I have my ball, mister?"
The man knelt down and handed the little boy his plaything. Smiling, he said, "So, what's your name?"
"I'm not supposed to talk to strangers."
"Oh? Well, I'm not a stranger! In fact, I know me very well, if I do say so myself."
The boy, looking slightly puzzled, accepted this, "My name's Michael."
If closed eyes could look surprised, his would have, "My name used to be Michael, but now it's Xelloss. Pleased to meet you Michael." He extended his hand.
The boy took it, shaking it vigorously, "Call me Mike, everyone else does, except my mom."
"Okay, Mike."
"Xelloss, that's a weird name, mister. How'd you ever think of it?"
"I didn't, my master did."
"Master? My mom told me about masters and slaves once. Are you a slave, Xelloss? My mom says it happened a long time ago, but if you're a slave, you should run away. You can live with me!"
"Thank you, but I won't. I'm not really a slave, more of a general....."
The boy interrupted him, "Your in the army? Cool!"
Xelloss could see this wasn't going to work, "Why don't you go play, Mike. I think your friends are waiting for you."
Mike looked back, it was true. All his friends were watching him talk to this creepy looking guy. He smiled at Xelloss, "Alright then. Nice talking to you, Mr. Xelloss!" He ran back to his friends to play, forgetting about the stranger shortly.
Xelloss watched him go, smiling. He sat down on a bench beside two ladies, who quickly left, unnerved by the strange fellow. IThis should be interesting,/i he thought, II wonder if the others know what's going on....... /i