Emu: I actually wrote another chapter.
Cat: Not to mention you put off your other story for it.
Emu: HEY! I will make the next chap. for that tomorrow. Nods
Puppetmon: Yeah, sure.
Emu: Glares Anyway, I wanted to thank Ken's Luver for this. Thanks! This chapter is ofically is dedicated to you. Also, if you have not read Ken Luver's stories, you should! They are very good. If you like Lord of the Rings then you should check out The One Daughter of Fate. She has a neat story that centers around a made up character but give it a chance. I think you'll like it. Puppetmon, if you would.
Puppetmon: Emu still owns nothing so ha! I laugh at all of you!
(Note: This chapter and a few to follow take place a week before the prologue/teaser and will lead up to it and then go back to the present, K?)
Pitter patter. Pitter patter. Ken gazed blankly at the vast ocean of sand that he was surrounded by. There were no trees, no rocks, not even a scraggly tuft of grass. Everywhere it was just sand. Bright, yellow sand that seemed to sparkle in the…light? Ken blinked as he realized that there was no sun. There was absolutely nothing in the sky but endless puffy clouds. The where was the light coming from? He stood pondering this phenomenon when he heard something.
Turning to his left he could just faintly make out what sounded like a bird. Where was it coming from though? Tuning into the sound he walked stealthily in the direction from which the sound was surely emitted. Closer and closer he came and soon began to run in anticipation. Where was that blasted bird? His heart started to hammer in his chest as he ran faster. His lungs yearned for much needed air but he didn't, couldn't stop. He seemed to be in a trance as his eyes stared intently forward.
The birds resounding caw was becoming deafening and he was sure he would lose his hearing when suddenly, it stopped. Looking around he found himself to be lost in more of the endless sand. Where did that bird go? Where had he run to? Everything seemed to mirror everything else and he was certain that if he ran in one direction, he would run by the same spot going the opposite way. He scratched his head and was about to wander off when something black hobbled into view.
The blob of black swiftly transformed into a bundle of feathers. A beak appeared as well as small feet embedded with large claws. Shaking its head to and fro, the form regarded him coldly for a moment before letting out a shriek filled caw.
A raven? What in the world is a raven doing here, ken thought confusedly. Where is here? While Ken though the Raven began to bounce back in forth in an odd little jig. It hopped rapidly, stirring up sand. A small twister formed and blew towards Ken.
Ken's jaw dropped when the twister miraculously doubled in size. His arms flew up on their own accord as protection. Sand began to pelt him as the twister came ever near. Somehow acquiring limbs, the twister reached for him with transparent arms. Just when it was about to grab him, it disappeared.
Ken stood in utter bewilderment. What was going on? The raven looked on in amusement before turning and retreating in the other direction. Ken hesitated for a second then followed the bizarre bird. He wanted answers and he wanted them now.
Coming up behind the bird, he reached for it. The bird in turn whirled around and side stepped out of the way. It flew a small way away and settled firmly on the ground. "Caw!" it crowed angrily.
"Get back here you pest!" Ken frustrated grabbed at the bird again whom did the same move as before.
"Caw! CAW! Cawwwww!" The bird mocked him and let out a rolling laughter. It cleaned its razor sharp beak and with incredibly speed, dove at Ken. Ken was too stunned to move and yelped as the beak jabbed into his arm, knocking him over. Blood started to ooze down his cut arm. The bird landed gracefully and observed Ken harshly.
Flapping its wings, it lifted off of the ground and circled around him. Making sham dives, it watched ken with an unknown fascination. With out warning, it screamed piercingly. The ground began to rumble and the sand abruptly sank, bringing Ken with it. Ken saw the bird laughing madly before he fell into darkness.
Whack! Ken jerked violently and met the gaze of his very aggravated teacher. Slapping a ruler against his wrist, he huffed out his chest. "It would seem Ken that my lecture bores you. Is that the case?"
Gulping slightly, Ken shook his head in the negative and blushed brightly. The teacher opened his mouth to reply but was cut off by the school bell. Grasping all of his things, Ken bolted out the door and quickly out of the school building. Once he was walking home, he began to wonder about his little dream. What did it mean? He brushed it of though and walked a little faster.
Somewhere, one sleek raven almost looked as though it were smiling.
Emu: Hmmm…that was short too. Sorry about that but I had to stop to finish a report.
Puppetmon: what was with the Raven?
Emu: Shrugs
Puppetmon: you've been reading Poe again haven't you.
Emu: Possibly! Where is the furry one?
Cat: Belches Oh, just meeting the Raven. Hehehe
Emu: 0.o
