The afternoon soon quickly turned to evening, nearly the whole day Corinne
had not shown up to say hello to Stylth, but Stylth did not give his hopes
up yet, for he yearned to hear Corinne's heavenly voice once again.
During the afternoon, after Gohan left to teach his classes, Stylth
returned to his room with Bra's help, and asked if he could be left
unaccompanied until something important arouses.
Bra nodded and exited the room, where Stylth lay on the bed staring in the
direction of the roof for hours.
Bra came into the room when the sun's light started to turn a golden colour
as it casted on the wall across from the window, and Stylth sat up.
"Hey Stylth, uh, well I was sent up to ask you if you wanted anything to
eat, but if that isn't very important, you can just say if it isn't," Bra
said turning back to the hallway slowly.
Stylth yawned as he stretched upon the bed he sat on then grinned as he
said, "it's good enough, thanks."
Bra returned Stylth's grin as she left the area in Stylth's vision, a while
later returned with food.
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The next morning, Stylth rubbed his eyes as he awoke from his slumber, he felt different than yesterday and the day before, he felt stronger. When Stylth sat up the whole room seemed quiet like there was no air in the room, in fact there was no sounds coming from down the hall, or down stairs, but the only sound there was, was the noise of the rain pattering on the window. The rain was coming down from the sky at a fast pace with gallons of rain water following the millions of other droplets that had already fallen, making the glass of the window look like it was a waterfall, with tiny splatters interrupting the flow of it. Stylth knew there was something wrong, everything in the Capsule Corp. building was dead silent, and Stylth had to get up and fast, his intuition was telling him that there was great evil afoot, like the Emortal bird was around, coming for him. He slid out of bed grappling the mattress of the bed he was in for support to walk. Once he ran out of the support of the bed he took a step very cautiously without the support, he wobbled but was able to balance himself out, so he took another step with the same precaution, then he took step after another devoid of supports from objects, walls, or people. He was now capable of walking on his own on human legs. He was out of the room when he made that assessment, but there was no time for waiting, Stylth continued down the hallway. When he attempted to go down the stairs he finally heard voices, he paused, for he was not sure if they were Bulma's, Bra's, Corinne's, or any humans' voices, he hoped they weren't hessitins', or the Emortal bird's voices. So he sat near the top of the stairs and listened carefully. "Are you okay?" The voice sounded like Bulma's. "Yeah, fine, but a little torn around the edges," another voice said, which Stylth automatically recognized as Corinne's. Stylth started carefully down the stairs so he wouldn't trip and fall down the stairs, as he made his way down, he heard more of the conversation. "I'm glad you made it back here, it looks like the Emortal bird is around," Bulma voice rang in Stylth's ears. Stylth stopped involuntarily when he heard the name of the retched griffin announced. "Yeah well he was," Trunks' voice unexpectedly broadcasted, this made Stylth growl with discontent, "though he wasn't there, he had some sort of four armed, sword wielding minions come after us." Stylth heard Bulma make what sounded like a sighing sound, "at least you two are okay, and that's all that matters to me." Stylth Started to climb down the stairs again, he reached the room with the two couches that were facing each other, and nobody was in there. He went down a hall after he heard shuffling noises coming down from one of the rooms, the corridor was long and many rooms lined the way but no one occupied them. Stylth reached the end of the hall way to the room he searching for. The room Bulma, Corinne, and the loathsome Trunks were in, was huge seemed to have the scent of food, and very delectable too, other than that the room had a huge bay window that the rain pattered against, which the rhythm of the rain slowed to a comfortable sound. What Stylth found strange was that they had not noted his existence, as they sat at the round table Bulma's back was facing Stylth, of course Trunks had pulled his chair close to Corinne's and held her close, Trunks had his chin placed on her head, Corinne had her eyes shut and smiled. Stylth had to pent his fury, he couldn't let this get the best of him, he had to control himself, but no matter how much he tried, the rage did get the better of him, but he made sure he didn't make a sound he didn't want something like the incident with Paige to happen again. He drew himself out of sight, and pulled himself toward the wall shielding the view of Corinne and Trunks. He slid down the wall slowly with tears welled in his eyes and pulled himself into a ball, his head in his hands, in between his knees, and cried softly, so softly he hoped no one would know he was there. After he had calmed himself, he stared blankly at the wall across from him to his pawish hand, a small tear that hadn't flowed down his face to relieve itself from duty of a painful memory, stung Stylth's cheek as it finally answered to the call of gravity, and fell off his face. He heard Bulma placed what sounded like cup down onto the table, and pushed herself away from the table. "I'm off to check on Stylth, see if he's okay," Bulma said. Stylth, did little to react, but said in a painful tone, "there's no need."
Fun facts on Evil characters: You remember the hessitins from the first few chapters, right well there are many kinds of them not just the one kind I explained but you'll need to wait for another chapter to get the physical/or full descriptions on some but here's the diff types! -Hessitins -the plain small dense headed ones you read about in the first chapter -Fire summoner -a weaker hessitin with a hood covering it's face and the ability to call on a force of mass destruction! -Spearman hessitin- a hooded hessitin with a spear. -Lieutenant Hessitin - a stronger and much uglier form of the regular hessitin. -General Hessitin - a stronger and more uglier form of the lieutenant hessitin (don't this remind you of cadets or the army?) -Admiral Hessitin - The strongest form of hessitin ever and the ugliest, and the largest too, 'cause it reminds me of a troll. And there you have it until updating and the answer to the quiz c'ya!
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The next morning, Stylth rubbed his eyes as he awoke from his slumber, he felt different than yesterday and the day before, he felt stronger. When Stylth sat up the whole room seemed quiet like there was no air in the room, in fact there was no sounds coming from down the hall, or down stairs, but the only sound there was, was the noise of the rain pattering on the window. The rain was coming down from the sky at a fast pace with gallons of rain water following the millions of other droplets that had already fallen, making the glass of the window look like it was a waterfall, with tiny splatters interrupting the flow of it. Stylth knew there was something wrong, everything in the Capsule Corp. building was dead silent, and Stylth had to get up and fast, his intuition was telling him that there was great evil afoot, like the Emortal bird was around, coming for him. He slid out of bed grappling the mattress of the bed he was in for support to walk. Once he ran out of the support of the bed he took a step very cautiously without the support, he wobbled but was able to balance himself out, so he took another step with the same precaution, then he took step after another devoid of supports from objects, walls, or people. He was now capable of walking on his own on human legs. He was out of the room when he made that assessment, but there was no time for waiting, Stylth continued down the hallway. When he attempted to go down the stairs he finally heard voices, he paused, for he was not sure if they were Bulma's, Bra's, Corinne's, or any humans' voices, he hoped they weren't hessitins', or the Emortal bird's voices. So he sat near the top of the stairs and listened carefully. "Are you okay?" The voice sounded like Bulma's. "Yeah, fine, but a little torn around the edges," another voice said, which Stylth automatically recognized as Corinne's. Stylth started carefully down the stairs so he wouldn't trip and fall down the stairs, as he made his way down, he heard more of the conversation. "I'm glad you made it back here, it looks like the Emortal bird is around," Bulma voice rang in Stylth's ears. Stylth stopped involuntarily when he heard the name of the retched griffin announced. "Yeah well he was," Trunks' voice unexpectedly broadcasted, this made Stylth growl with discontent, "though he wasn't there, he had some sort of four armed, sword wielding minions come after us." Stylth heard Bulma make what sounded like a sighing sound, "at least you two are okay, and that's all that matters to me." Stylth Started to climb down the stairs again, he reached the room with the two couches that were facing each other, and nobody was in there. He went down a hall after he heard shuffling noises coming down from one of the rooms, the corridor was long and many rooms lined the way but no one occupied them. Stylth reached the end of the hall way to the room he searching for. The room Bulma, Corinne, and the loathsome Trunks were in, was huge seemed to have the scent of food, and very delectable too, other than that the room had a huge bay window that the rain pattered against, which the rhythm of the rain slowed to a comfortable sound. What Stylth found strange was that they had not noted his existence, as they sat at the round table Bulma's back was facing Stylth, of course Trunks had pulled his chair close to Corinne's and held her close, Trunks had his chin placed on her head, Corinne had her eyes shut and smiled. Stylth had to pent his fury, he couldn't let this get the best of him, he had to control himself, but no matter how much he tried, the rage did get the better of him, but he made sure he didn't make a sound he didn't want something like the incident with Paige to happen again. He drew himself out of sight, and pulled himself toward the wall shielding the view of Corinne and Trunks. He slid down the wall slowly with tears welled in his eyes and pulled himself into a ball, his head in his hands, in between his knees, and cried softly, so softly he hoped no one would know he was there. After he had calmed himself, he stared blankly at the wall across from him to his pawish hand, a small tear that hadn't flowed down his face to relieve itself from duty of a painful memory, stung Stylth's cheek as it finally answered to the call of gravity, and fell off his face. He heard Bulma placed what sounded like cup down onto the table, and pushed herself away from the table. "I'm off to check on Stylth, see if he's okay," Bulma said. Stylth, did little to react, but said in a painful tone, "there's no need."
Fun facts on Evil characters: You remember the hessitins from the first few chapters, right well there are many kinds of them not just the one kind I explained but you'll need to wait for another chapter to get the physical/or full descriptions on some but here's the diff types! -Hessitins -the plain small dense headed ones you read about in the first chapter -Fire summoner -a weaker hessitin with a hood covering it's face and the ability to call on a force of mass destruction! -Spearman hessitin- a hooded hessitin with a spear. -Lieutenant Hessitin - a stronger and much uglier form of the regular hessitin. -General Hessitin - a stronger and more uglier form of the lieutenant hessitin (don't this remind you of cadets or the army?) -Admiral Hessitin - The strongest form of hessitin ever and the ugliest, and the largest too, 'cause it reminds me of a troll. And there you have it until updating and the answer to the quiz c'ya!