CHAPTER…Whatever! Oh damn, I quit
~SYAORAN~
It was chaos. Pure, and utter chaos. Was I scared? Damn, you bet I was.
Legolas was shooting at everything that was evil, Frodo, the little 'hobbit' or whatever was squealing and running in circles around Legolas. Frodo was being chased by an older hobbit who had a pipe in his mouth, and huge yellow sinister eyes and was panting, "Give me my ring you spoiled brat!!" And then this insane spindly creature who kept on shrieking "SMEAGOL SMEAGOL GOLLUM GOLLUM!!!!! Yes….preeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeecious, give meeeeeee myyyyy preeeeecious!"
Tomoyo, naturally was filming everything she could , her one visible eye gleaming like a star about to explode.
Eriol was terrifying to behold. He was laughing satanically, and clutching spools of thread in his hand.
"MWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHHH! BWAAA BWA, BWA! BWA! BWAAAAAAAWAWAAWAA!!!! HAA! AHAHAHHA!"
His head was thrown back, his eyes gleaming evilly in the sunlight, arms thrown dramatically in the air as dark blue hair spilled over his eyes, so that his eyes glinted out like lights in a tunnel.
The weirdest thing was…there wasn't a soul around. Just us. Why does that always happen?!
I was mad. And embarrassed. I mean, I was just possesed by a card. And I don't remember what happened. And the annoying thing? Everytime Sakura looked at me, she started turning red—which made me turn red, and then we look away. Not like she likes me like that or anything—she couldn't—but still, it makes me think that I made a royal dumbass of myself, and I just don't know it.
I sneaked another glance at her, and she was clutching her wand, with an incredibly dazed look in her eyes.
"Hey," I said, touching her shoulder slightly. "Snap out of it,"
Sakura jumped, and blushed. Which made me blush.
This was getting nowhere. "So, um—" I started, just when there was a deafening explosion, and it rocked the park.
"WHAT THE HELL!?!?!?" I yelled, preparing to block Sakura, just as I saw a huge chunk of cement hurtling towards us.
"SYAORAN, DON'T!!" she screamed, pushing me away and holding up her staff, power blasting out at the chunk and incinerating it. A little pile of ash fell at her feet, and I felt my jaw hit the ground.
"Sakura?"
"Um…um…" she stammered, holding her staff behind her back, stepping backwards a few steps. "It was an accident?"
I opened my mouth, but no audible sound came out.
"BWAAEEEEEEEEEEEEE MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" there was a shrill scream.
"It's Eriol," I breathed, stepping back.
Suppi was flitting about his head, transforming from his false form and his real form, then back again, around sixty times in a minute. His eyes were scrunched closed, and he was laughing hysterically, tears pouring form his eyes. Tomoyo, was naturally, videotaping it all.
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Trunks' pensive eyes shifted over the pleasant Japanese landscape, his lavender hair whipped back by the wind. He soared high in the air, body parallel to the ground that was speeding beneath him; but he barely noticed the clouds that parted like butter as he flew through them; he had a more serious mission.
"Trunks?" asked a voice. Gohan. The young Super-saiya-jin's aquamarine eyes were fixed ahead of him, eyebrows furrowed. "Do you feel that?"
Trunks almost forgot that Gohan was flying with him, along with Goku, Vejita, and Piccolo.
"Yes, I do." the bishonen warrior answered softly, so softly that Gohan had to strain his already sensitive ears for that quiet voice.
"What do you think it is?"
"I don't know," Trunks answered truthfully, worry clouding his too-blue eyes.
"It's PROBABLY some alien trying to take over the planet!" barked Vejita, who was farther behind.
"Like _you_ did?" snorted Piccolo. "Oh wait, that was every other planet too,"
"No one asked you, Nameck," snarled Vejita, clenching his fists. "Might I remind you that you tried to do the same thing, Demon King?"
Piccolo's smooth green face twisted into a malicious grin, and said, "I remember all too well. I seem to remember also, that it was a slip of a boy that defeated me. And the same boy, grown up, defeated you."
Vejita, it seemed, had no more to say.
"Hey guys, can't we just be friends?" asked Goku pleasantly, speeding up to catch up to his son and Trunks.
"A Saiya-jin needs no friends," muttered Vejita gruffly.
"Well we're here," said Gohan, changing the subject.
And the five landed gracefully in the small town of Tomoeda.
(for those of you who are completely and utterly clueless, those characters up there are from Dragon Ball Z. it's a good show. Go watch. )
So ends…um…so ends chapter three.
I KNOW it is short, I'm sorry, but I have a block on this chapter, and I think this is just a preview. ^^
so don't worry, the rest of it will be up…
eventually.
Heheheh.
Lub ya guys! AND REVIEW!!
~SYAORAN~
It was chaos. Pure, and utter chaos. Was I scared? Damn, you bet I was.
Legolas was shooting at everything that was evil, Frodo, the little 'hobbit' or whatever was squealing and running in circles around Legolas. Frodo was being chased by an older hobbit who had a pipe in his mouth, and huge yellow sinister eyes and was panting, "Give me my ring you spoiled brat!!" And then this insane spindly creature who kept on shrieking "SMEAGOL SMEAGOL GOLLUM GOLLUM!!!!! Yes….preeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeecious, give meeeeeee myyyyy preeeeecious!"
Tomoyo, naturally was filming everything she could , her one visible eye gleaming like a star about to explode.
Eriol was terrifying to behold. He was laughing satanically, and clutching spools of thread in his hand.
"MWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHHH! BWAAA BWA, BWA! BWA! BWAAAAAAAWAWAAWAA!!!! HAA! AHAHAHHA!"
His head was thrown back, his eyes gleaming evilly in the sunlight, arms thrown dramatically in the air as dark blue hair spilled over his eyes, so that his eyes glinted out like lights in a tunnel.
The weirdest thing was…there wasn't a soul around. Just us. Why does that always happen?!
I was mad. And embarrassed. I mean, I was just possesed by a card. And I don't remember what happened. And the annoying thing? Everytime Sakura looked at me, she started turning red—which made me turn red, and then we look away. Not like she likes me like that or anything—she couldn't—but still, it makes me think that I made a royal dumbass of myself, and I just don't know it.
I sneaked another glance at her, and she was clutching her wand, with an incredibly dazed look in her eyes.
"Hey," I said, touching her shoulder slightly. "Snap out of it,"
Sakura jumped, and blushed. Which made me blush.
This was getting nowhere. "So, um—" I started, just when there was a deafening explosion, and it rocked the park.
"WHAT THE HELL!?!?!?" I yelled, preparing to block Sakura, just as I saw a huge chunk of cement hurtling towards us.
"SYAORAN, DON'T!!" she screamed, pushing me away and holding up her staff, power blasting out at the chunk and incinerating it. A little pile of ash fell at her feet, and I felt my jaw hit the ground.
"Sakura?"
"Um…um…" she stammered, holding her staff behind her back, stepping backwards a few steps. "It was an accident?"
I opened my mouth, but no audible sound came out.
"BWAAEEEEEEEEEEEEE MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" there was a shrill scream.
"It's Eriol," I breathed, stepping back.
Suppi was flitting about his head, transforming from his false form and his real form, then back again, around sixty times in a minute. His eyes were scrunched closed, and he was laughing hysterically, tears pouring form his eyes. Tomoyo, was naturally, videotaping it all.
~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**~~**
Trunks' pensive eyes shifted over the pleasant Japanese landscape, his lavender hair whipped back by the wind. He soared high in the air, body parallel to the ground that was speeding beneath him; but he barely noticed the clouds that parted like butter as he flew through them; he had a more serious mission.
"Trunks?" asked a voice. Gohan. The young Super-saiya-jin's aquamarine eyes were fixed ahead of him, eyebrows furrowed. "Do you feel that?"
Trunks almost forgot that Gohan was flying with him, along with Goku, Vejita, and Piccolo.
"Yes, I do." the bishonen warrior answered softly, so softly that Gohan had to strain his already sensitive ears for that quiet voice.
"What do you think it is?"
"I don't know," Trunks answered truthfully, worry clouding his too-blue eyes.
"It's PROBABLY some alien trying to take over the planet!" barked Vejita, who was farther behind.
"Like _you_ did?" snorted Piccolo. "Oh wait, that was every other planet too,"
"No one asked you, Nameck," snarled Vejita, clenching his fists. "Might I remind you that you tried to do the same thing, Demon King?"
Piccolo's smooth green face twisted into a malicious grin, and said, "I remember all too well. I seem to remember also, that it was a slip of a boy that defeated me. And the same boy, grown up, defeated you."
Vejita, it seemed, had no more to say.
"Hey guys, can't we just be friends?" asked Goku pleasantly, speeding up to catch up to his son and Trunks.
"A Saiya-jin needs no friends," muttered Vejita gruffly.
"Well we're here," said Gohan, changing the subject.
And the five landed gracefully in the small town of Tomoeda.
(for those of you who are completely and utterly clueless, those characters up there are from Dragon Ball Z. it's a good show. Go watch. )
So ends…um…so ends chapter three.
I KNOW it is short, I'm sorry, but I have a block on this chapter, and I think this is just a preview. ^^
so don't worry, the rest of it will be up…
eventually.
Heheheh.
Lub ya guys! AND REVIEW!!
