Author's note= blahahahahahahahahahahahaha...I'm ok..no really I'm
ok, I'm sane..that straight jacket is just for fashion...really I'm
perfectly meh he yep yep fine!!......really I am.stop looking at
me!!! Ahhhhhh!!!!
*ahem* I don't own Sweep..I don't even own my shoes..or the computer, I swear I'm not lying!!! Whaaaaaa!!!! *ahem* I'm ok. I changed Cal's character a bit because I was bored and the story needs something interesting in it. Hunter is pretty much the same.
*who's POV? Ah yes its Hunter's POV*
"Where is this Angus Bramson again??" Cal asked as we drove in the car we rented.
I glanced from the road to the piece of paper with the address. "In Mesomah Falls, now let me drive." I turned my attention back to the road. Cal pouted and continued to read "Girl Teen Magazine". Why he reads that, I do not know.
30 minutes later we were at a small-run-down-shack-of-a-sorry- excuse-for-a-tax-payer-cottage. I parked the car and got out. When Cal didn't follow I tapped on his window. "Cal?? Put down the girly magazine, get your act together, start acting like a man and a Seeker for that matter and follow me." He hissed at me and got out of the car bringing his magazine with him. I shook my head and went up to the front of the small-run-down-shack-of-a-sorry-excuse-for-a- tax-payer-cottage and knocked on the door.
Inside the house I heard thumping and muffled voices. Cal and I exchanged glances. We then heard a loud thump and a painful yelp. "That's it." I kicked the door down and ran into the small-run-down- shack-of-a-sorry-excuse-for-a-tax-payer-cottage. Turning around a corner past the stairway I came into an empty-grey-wet-muddy-health- hazardess-messy-sorry-excuse-for-a-livingroom-four-walled-with one- door-and-a-crappy-window-room. On the floor was a skinny man old enough to be my father. He had blue eyes, must be Angus I thought. Standing above him was a hooded person in a black robe who was much smaller then me. The person looked up at us then threw witch fire at us. Cal and I ducked but unfortunately or fortunatly Cal's magazine was hit and burned to ashes.
"Noooooooo!!!!! I wasn't finished reading it!!!! You cruel creature!!!" Cal fell to his knees holding the magazine ashes in his hands. Tears streamed down his face and I tried to hold back from laughing. The robed person though, didn't hold back anything and fell to the ground laughing at Cal as his lips started to tremble and his eyes go all big like a puppy dog's. "Why are you laughing? Why? Why..." Cal sobbed then went into a little ball and cried. I tried not to laugh but soon I found myself laughing so hard that I fell over. Cal looked at me like at traitor and then continued to cry. "Your all MEANIES!!!" He screamed like a little boy with a tantrum.
"Uragghhhh." Angus groaned and then the robbed person and I stopped laughing. What am I doing? Why am I laughing? This person is trying to kill Angus. I snapped back and stood up quickly. Our backs were hunched ready to fight when..
"Whaaaaaa!!! Why doesn't anyone understand me?!!" Cal whined and cried. Maybe I should put a sleeping spell on him or something. Nahhh, don't have the time.
Once again I turned my attention back to the robbed witch. We circled the room as if we were in a boxing ring. Angus woke up and then ran behind Cal who stopped crying and they watched us like children in front of a TV. "I hope you're more of a challenge then that weakling over there." I could tell from the person's voice that it was a girl. I needed to see her face.
We stopped circling each other and stood very still just looking at each other like animals preparing for the kill. Through the hood of her robe I could she her eyes glowing with furry. Our fist clenched as we stared at each other silently daring the other to make a move.
All of a sudden I found myself in the heat of battle, drawing runes and sigils in the air and using spells to fight the robbed witch. Here and there I was able to hit her but something told me she was playing with me, that I was only hitting her because she let me. Now I was able to see her true power, it amazed me. In shock I stopped everything I was doing and stumbled backwards. Even though I couldn't see her face I knew she was smiling at me, an evil smile.
"So you've figured it out? You can't beat me; I'm too powerful for your weak council." She laughed maniacally then put her hand up and prepared to finish me off.
Then out of bizzaro world, "YOU BURNED MY MAGAZINE!!!!" Cal jumped on her and ripped off her hood. He started beating her before she was able to react to what was happening. Naive fool, once she gets herself together he's dead.
Luckily she went unconscious by the constant beatings to the head. Angus got up and hugged us both. "Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!!!!THANK YOU!!" He said over and over till it got really annoying.
I looked at the lady's beaten face. "Who is that?" I asked Angus and he started to cry, Cal held him with utter disgust but odd comfort, which was kind of freaky looking.
"Th-that's..M-m-maeve!!!! S-she tr-tr-tried-d t-t-to k-k-ki-kill ME!!!!" Angus sobbed and sobbed, it was kind of pathetic looking.
Meave began to moan on the floor. "Bloody hell!! Run!!" I yelled and we ran out of the.. small-run-down-shack-of-a-sorry-excuse-for- a-tax-payer-cottage and into my rented car and drove off as fast as we could.
**Do you like the changes to Cal?? Hope you did!! I'll try to update soon!! R&R (read & review) buh bye I luv you!! only if u review hehe j/k.**
*ahem* I don't own Sweep..I don't even own my shoes..or the computer, I swear I'm not lying!!! Whaaaaaa!!!! *ahem* I'm ok. I changed Cal's character a bit because I was bored and the story needs something interesting in it. Hunter is pretty much the same.
*who's POV? Ah yes its Hunter's POV*
"Where is this Angus Bramson again??" Cal asked as we drove in the car we rented.
I glanced from the road to the piece of paper with the address. "In Mesomah Falls, now let me drive." I turned my attention back to the road. Cal pouted and continued to read "Girl Teen Magazine". Why he reads that, I do not know.
30 minutes later we were at a small-run-down-shack-of-a-sorry- excuse-for-a-tax-payer-cottage. I parked the car and got out. When Cal didn't follow I tapped on his window. "Cal?? Put down the girly magazine, get your act together, start acting like a man and a Seeker for that matter and follow me." He hissed at me and got out of the car bringing his magazine with him. I shook my head and went up to the front of the small-run-down-shack-of-a-sorry-excuse-for-a- tax-payer-cottage and knocked on the door.
Inside the house I heard thumping and muffled voices. Cal and I exchanged glances. We then heard a loud thump and a painful yelp. "That's it." I kicked the door down and ran into the small-run-down- shack-of-a-sorry-excuse-for-a-tax-payer-cottage. Turning around a corner past the stairway I came into an empty-grey-wet-muddy-health- hazardess-messy-sorry-excuse-for-a-livingroom-four-walled-with one- door-and-a-crappy-window-room. On the floor was a skinny man old enough to be my father. He had blue eyes, must be Angus I thought. Standing above him was a hooded person in a black robe who was much smaller then me. The person looked up at us then threw witch fire at us. Cal and I ducked but unfortunately or fortunatly Cal's magazine was hit and burned to ashes.
"Noooooooo!!!!! I wasn't finished reading it!!!! You cruel creature!!!" Cal fell to his knees holding the magazine ashes in his hands. Tears streamed down his face and I tried to hold back from laughing. The robed person though, didn't hold back anything and fell to the ground laughing at Cal as his lips started to tremble and his eyes go all big like a puppy dog's. "Why are you laughing? Why? Why..." Cal sobbed then went into a little ball and cried. I tried not to laugh but soon I found myself laughing so hard that I fell over. Cal looked at me like at traitor and then continued to cry. "Your all MEANIES!!!" He screamed like a little boy with a tantrum.
"Uragghhhh." Angus groaned and then the robbed person and I stopped laughing. What am I doing? Why am I laughing? This person is trying to kill Angus. I snapped back and stood up quickly. Our backs were hunched ready to fight when..
"Whaaaaaa!!! Why doesn't anyone understand me?!!" Cal whined and cried. Maybe I should put a sleeping spell on him or something. Nahhh, don't have the time.
Once again I turned my attention back to the robbed witch. We circled the room as if we were in a boxing ring. Angus woke up and then ran behind Cal who stopped crying and they watched us like children in front of a TV. "I hope you're more of a challenge then that weakling over there." I could tell from the person's voice that it was a girl. I needed to see her face.
We stopped circling each other and stood very still just looking at each other like animals preparing for the kill. Through the hood of her robe I could she her eyes glowing with furry. Our fist clenched as we stared at each other silently daring the other to make a move.
All of a sudden I found myself in the heat of battle, drawing runes and sigils in the air and using spells to fight the robbed witch. Here and there I was able to hit her but something told me she was playing with me, that I was only hitting her because she let me. Now I was able to see her true power, it amazed me. In shock I stopped everything I was doing and stumbled backwards. Even though I couldn't see her face I knew she was smiling at me, an evil smile.
"So you've figured it out? You can't beat me; I'm too powerful for your weak council." She laughed maniacally then put her hand up and prepared to finish me off.
Then out of bizzaro world, "YOU BURNED MY MAGAZINE!!!!" Cal jumped on her and ripped off her hood. He started beating her before she was able to react to what was happening. Naive fool, once she gets herself together he's dead.
Luckily she went unconscious by the constant beatings to the head. Angus got up and hugged us both. "Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!!!!THANK YOU!!" He said over and over till it got really annoying.
I looked at the lady's beaten face. "Who is that?" I asked Angus and he started to cry, Cal held him with utter disgust but odd comfort, which was kind of freaky looking.
"Th-that's..M-m-maeve!!!! S-she tr-tr-tried-d t-t-to k-k-ki-kill ME!!!!" Angus sobbed and sobbed, it was kind of pathetic looking.
Meave began to moan on the floor. "Bloody hell!! Run!!" I yelled and we ran out of the.. small-run-down-shack-of-a-sorry-excuse-for- a-tax-payer-cottage and into my rented car and drove off as fast as we could.
**Do you like the changes to Cal?? Hope you did!! I'll try to update soon!! R&R (read & review) buh bye I luv you!! only if u review hehe j/k.**