Paige and Grant got back up; waddling toward the hall they were first
headed to, proposed everyone a goodnight, well Paige only bid goodnight to
Corinne and Bulma, but Grant said goodnight to the people Paige forgot to
mention. They left.
"Come on Stylth, you need some rest," Bulma said getting off the couch.
"I'll help him to his room," Corinne said walking toward Stylth.
"Thanks," Stylth replied happily.
As Corinne helped Stylth walk up to the room he had found himself in when
he first woke up in this place, Trunks was walking behind them.
There was an indication that Trunks did not like Stylth, Trunks had an
unpleasant look upon his face as he looked ahead to where Corinne was
helping Stylth. He was now jealous of Stylth, of course Stylth was in a
state of bliss as Corinne helped him up the stairs, down the hallway, and
into the room Stylth was temporary staying in.
When he was in the bed he had found himself in earlier, Corinne waked over
to Trunks and leaned against his right arm as they walked out of the room.
Stylth was now alone again, but with a sense of being cared for in the
times of depression as he slowly drifted to sleep.
* * * Stylth floated in mid air, nothing supported him as he came to, an evil blackness surrounding him. "What's going on?" Stylth asked as he quickly turned about in the air, he gyrated in one spot, if there were no supports keeping him up there were supports keeping him in the one place in the air. Suddenly a gigantic bird foot formed around Stylth, closing its sharp talons around him, causing sharp pains in his sides, legs, and arms. An arm emerged out of the dark void behind the foot, then soon a body that was muscular, and covered by a thick layer of orangey-red feathers, but the muscles were still in a way still visible. Legs appeared next the top half of the legs were covered with a very opaque dark red feathers looking like shorts of that of a human's, the bottom of the legs that of a bird, with large scaly bird feet and sharp talons on the end of each toe attached to the foot. Wings coloured as that of close to fire's colours, sprouted from the back of this creature, and Stylth started to recognize the monstrous being. It was the creature that had chased him, still headless but Stylth could see it in the shadowy black void, but yet the body was lit by something, but what? The head finally evolved from the mass of body that recently did not have a head, everything the wolf remembered formed while from being a fleshy peach colour, it bubbled and swelled up until it changed colour to what it was, the fleshy beak and the teeth jutting out the top and bottom jaw, the black eyes with the red irises and the black cat eye like slits within those, a pale orange colour feathers covered most of the skin on the head except for the beak, two feather streamers grew out the back of it's head of a strong orange colour. Finally after the streamers that finished growing on the back of its head it was complete. Stylth could barely believe his eyes, the bird thing just materialized out of nowhere, in the dark void. "HA, YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD ESCAPE MY MASTER WOLF?" the creature asked in its thunderous voice. Stylth struggled in the creature's bird foot hand, his human arms were free of the foot at the moment, so he pushed against the foot, he didn't budge from the bird thing's clutches. "AGAIN YOU TRY TO ESCAPE, BUT YOU KNOW IT'S futile," the creature said, the voice that started strong and stayed like that for at least for most of the sentence broke into a more quiet and eviler voice. The voice wasn't the only thing that changed; the foot disappeared, and in its place floated the Emortal bird, staring its blood red eyes straight at Stylth's eyes, and he nearly paralyzed up with some sort of cold fit Corinne explained earlier when proving his innocence. The Emortal bird charged toward Stylth, for the most part he could see the Emortal bird for a bit, then he vanished form sight and reappeared as Paige. With her thumb sticking into his shoulder blade, the pain rushed into it. "Trash," Paige spat as she forced her thumb deeper into his shoulder, it started to bleed, and growled, "you are a spy for the Emortal bird!" Paige's thumb unanticipated ripped Stylth's skin wide open, blood gushed out of the cut like a burst beaver's dam. Stylth just floated in the void as his blood surged out of his arm and floated of into the void in little bubbles, he then forced his eyes shut, so hard it hurt. The there was that mental light again, at the end of a dark tunnel, Stylth reached out with his left hand paw. Stylth jolted up in his bed, coerce the needed air into his lungs, he felt deprived of the air around him when he jolted up right. There was a damp feeling in his shoulder, Stylth looked down at his shoulder, a deep red liquid coated his jacket and white shirt, it was blood. Stylth took off the jacket, and pulled up the sleeve of the t-shirt he wore, someone had bandaged it, very loosely, the blood was seeping through the already blood dampened bandage. "Oh, god!" An unfamiliar girl's voice exclaimed. Stylth looked up, and standing at the doorway was a girl, she was wearing something of designer attire, this girl looked like Bulma but only younger, a lot younger. There were no wrinkles on her face, and her hair pulled back in a hair tie was a greeny blue colour, no sign of graying. "My bandaging job didn't help much, did it?" The girl asked. "I'm sure it did help, but if I didn't wake up, it probably wouldn't be spurting out like this," Stylth said hypothesizing that the bandage was on before he woke up. The girl walked over to the dresser and opened a drawer, pulled a roll of bandages and walked over to Stylth in a hurried motion. She nervously wrapped the bandage in at a hasten speed, wobbling as she spun the roll over and under Stylth's arm. When she finished wrapping his arm, she cut the roll from the bandage used to bind the dampened bandage with a pair of scissors that she picked up on the table beside the bed, and placed them back when she finished cutting, and tied the loose ends after that. "There," the girl announced, she checked on it to be certain the bandage wouldn't let too much blood out. "Thank you," Stylth said placing his left hand paw onto his newly fastened bandage and rubbed his shoulder lightly. "Yeah, well you know, you talk too loud in your sleep, it woke me up from my own sleep," the girl bitterly said as she rubbed her eyes and yawned, "but luckily I did wake up, you were flooding the floor with your blood." Stylth looked upon the floor; there were deep red streaks across the floor washed down with water, which led to below the window darkened by the night sky, a bucket and a mop were laying against the wall. Stylth returned his gaze back to the younger Bulma replica. "I don't remember you," Stylth said absent mindedly, "but you look so much like Bulma." "I'm her daughter, I was out with a guy until at least an hour ago, my dad was up when I came home, said there was a freak of nature in the house," The girl replied. "Your dad?" Stylth asked. "You haven't met him?" The girl asked astounded, her eyes opened wide by what Stylth had asked. "No, I haven't," Stylth responded. "Well, just don't bump into him in the middle of the night, he'll just give you hell for hours on end," the girl said as she exaggerated the hours on end. "Is he nocturnal, like an owl?" Stylth asked. The girl, suddenly broke into laughter, Stylth was confused by this laughter when she paused, and started over again. "That's a good joke," the girl said when she finally finished laughing, "no, my dad isn't a night owl, he trains in the gravity room all day, and only comes out so often, near midnight, the earliest is nine o'clock, and usually gets up at the crack of dawn, just to perfect his fighting moves." "Gravity room, what is that?" Stylth asked the girl as she keep bringing up very confusing subjects in the current one. "Never mind," the girl yawned those words as she had her eyes shut and stretched, "I need some sleep, you'd better get some too, it'll help you heal that gauge in your shoulder, I'll come and check on it tomorrow." As the girl left the room she shut off the lights that were blazing overhead, and Stylth relaxed his head on the soft pillow under, and went to sleep.
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**********Unimura Quiz! **********
This happens every 10 chapters and you give me your answer in the reviews but do remember any flames shall be used to burn my old furniture! ( Right so here's the question! When Stylth in wolf form was being chased why did Trunks scoff that that something looked like Cryfolix?
* * * Stylth floated in mid air, nothing supported him as he came to, an evil blackness surrounding him. "What's going on?" Stylth asked as he quickly turned about in the air, he gyrated in one spot, if there were no supports keeping him up there were supports keeping him in the one place in the air. Suddenly a gigantic bird foot formed around Stylth, closing its sharp talons around him, causing sharp pains in his sides, legs, and arms. An arm emerged out of the dark void behind the foot, then soon a body that was muscular, and covered by a thick layer of orangey-red feathers, but the muscles were still in a way still visible. Legs appeared next the top half of the legs were covered with a very opaque dark red feathers looking like shorts of that of a human's, the bottom of the legs that of a bird, with large scaly bird feet and sharp talons on the end of each toe attached to the foot. Wings coloured as that of close to fire's colours, sprouted from the back of this creature, and Stylth started to recognize the monstrous being. It was the creature that had chased him, still headless but Stylth could see it in the shadowy black void, but yet the body was lit by something, but what? The head finally evolved from the mass of body that recently did not have a head, everything the wolf remembered formed while from being a fleshy peach colour, it bubbled and swelled up until it changed colour to what it was, the fleshy beak and the teeth jutting out the top and bottom jaw, the black eyes with the red irises and the black cat eye like slits within those, a pale orange colour feathers covered most of the skin on the head except for the beak, two feather streamers grew out the back of it's head of a strong orange colour. Finally after the streamers that finished growing on the back of its head it was complete. Stylth could barely believe his eyes, the bird thing just materialized out of nowhere, in the dark void. "HA, YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD ESCAPE MY MASTER WOLF?" the creature asked in its thunderous voice. Stylth struggled in the creature's bird foot hand, his human arms were free of the foot at the moment, so he pushed against the foot, he didn't budge from the bird thing's clutches. "AGAIN YOU TRY TO ESCAPE, BUT YOU KNOW IT'S futile," the creature said, the voice that started strong and stayed like that for at least for most of the sentence broke into a more quiet and eviler voice. The voice wasn't the only thing that changed; the foot disappeared, and in its place floated the Emortal bird, staring its blood red eyes straight at Stylth's eyes, and he nearly paralyzed up with some sort of cold fit Corinne explained earlier when proving his innocence. The Emortal bird charged toward Stylth, for the most part he could see the Emortal bird for a bit, then he vanished form sight and reappeared as Paige. With her thumb sticking into his shoulder blade, the pain rushed into it. "Trash," Paige spat as she forced her thumb deeper into his shoulder, it started to bleed, and growled, "you are a spy for the Emortal bird!" Paige's thumb unanticipated ripped Stylth's skin wide open, blood gushed out of the cut like a burst beaver's dam. Stylth just floated in the void as his blood surged out of his arm and floated of into the void in little bubbles, he then forced his eyes shut, so hard it hurt. The there was that mental light again, at the end of a dark tunnel, Stylth reached out with his left hand paw. Stylth jolted up in his bed, coerce the needed air into his lungs, he felt deprived of the air around him when he jolted up right. There was a damp feeling in his shoulder, Stylth looked down at his shoulder, a deep red liquid coated his jacket and white shirt, it was blood. Stylth took off the jacket, and pulled up the sleeve of the t-shirt he wore, someone had bandaged it, very loosely, the blood was seeping through the already blood dampened bandage. "Oh, god!" An unfamiliar girl's voice exclaimed. Stylth looked up, and standing at the doorway was a girl, she was wearing something of designer attire, this girl looked like Bulma but only younger, a lot younger. There were no wrinkles on her face, and her hair pulled back in a hair tie was a greeny blue colour, no sign of graying. "My bandaging job didn't help much, did it?" The girl asked. "I'm sure it did help, but if I didn't wake up, it probably wouldn't be spurting out like this," Stylth said hypothesizing that the bandage was on before he woke up. The girl walked over to the dresser and opened a drawer, pulled a roll of bandages and walked over to Stylth in a hurried motion. She nervously wrapped the bandage in at a hasten speed, wobbling as she spun the roll over and under Stylth's arm. When she finished wrapping his arm, she cut the roll from the bandage used to bind the dampened bandage with a pair of scissors that she picked up on the table beside the bed, and placed them back when she finished cutting, and tied the loose ends after that. "There," the girl announced, she checked on it to be certain the bandage wouldn't let too much blood out. "Thank you," Stylth said placing his left hand paw onto his newly fastened bandage and rubbed his shoulder lightly. "Yeah, well you know, you talk too loud in your sleep, it woke me up from my own sleep," the girl bitterly said as she rubbed her eyes and yawned, "but luckily I did wake up, you were flooding the floor with your blood." Stylth looked upon the floor; there were deep red streaks across the floor washed down with water, which led to below the window darkened by the night sky, a bucket and a mop were laying against the wall. Stylth returned his gaze back to the younger Bulma replica. "I don't remember you," Stylth said absent mindedly, "but you look so much like Bulma." "I'm her daughter, I was out with a guy until at least an hour ago, my dad was up when I came home, said there was a freak of nature in the house," The girl replied. "Your dad?" Stylth asked. "You haven't met him?" The girl asked astounded, her eyes opened wide by what Stylth had asked. "No, I haven't," Stylth responded. "Well, just don't bump into him in the middle of the night, he'll just give you hell for hours on end," the girl said as she exaggerated the hours on end. "Is he nocturnal, like an owl?" Stylth asked. The girl, suddenly broke into laughter, Stylth was confused by this laughter when she paused, and started over again. "That's a good joke," the girl said when she finally finished laughing, "no, my dad isn't a night owl, he trains in the gravity room all day, and only comes out so often, near midnight, the earliest is nine o'clock, and usually gets up at the crack of dawn, just to perfect his fighting moves." "Gravity room, what is that?" Stylth asked the girl as she keep bringing up very confusing subjects in the current one. "Never mind," the girl yawned those words as she had her eyes shut and stretched, "I need some sleep, you'd better get some too, it'll help you heal that gauge in your shoulder, I'll come and check on it tomorrow." As the girl left the room she shut off the lights that were blazing overhead, and Stylth relaxed his head on the soft pillow under, and went to sleep.
* * *
**********Unimura Quiz! **********
This happens every 10 chapters and you give me your answer in the reviews but do remember any flames shall be used to burn my old furniture! ( Right so here's the question! When Stylth in wolf form was being chased why did Trunks scoff that that something looked like Cryfolix?