The Realm Where Insanity Dwells
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Prolouge Revenge for Peace
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We do not weep. Not a single tear falls from our eyes. We have never weeped for anyone before, not one of us. Not even today, the day that our parents passed away. The day 10 years after they passed away. That dreadful day, full of horrific sights and ghastly words.
I was a mere 3-year-old. Not old enough to understand and barely old enough to remember. I remember hugging an armour-clad man, the armour branded with a crest: 8. My father.
"Do you really have to go daddy?" asked a young girl. She had straight black hair, some framing her face, the rest tied up by a violet ribbon. A single strip of blonde hair invaded the left side of the hair framing her face. She had on a small black kimono with a violet-speckled blue sash, identical to the mother's, whose was blue, navy and silver.
"Yes Lei, we have been through this already," sighed the mother, a woman with short and graying blonde hair.
"Can I come dad?" asked a 4-year-old boy with spikey blond hair and chestnut streaks. He wore a male kimono where the top half was green with vertical brown stripes and the bottom half was brown. A brown belt tied in the middle."Puh-leeze?!"
"No Cloud, I am sorry," grinned the father, a man whose brown hair was graying as well.
"Can I come dad? I AM older and more mature!" declared a 7-year-old boy with messy, windblown brown hair with black streaks. This one's kimono was yellow one the top with orange stripes, orange on the bottom with an orange belt. "I can do the job!"
The father chuckled. "No Arc, I apologize to you as well."
A small 2-year-old boy with wispy blond hair and a blue and navy kimono ran to the father and banged on his shins. Seeing his father look at him, he pointed to himself and yelled "MEECOME!"
The father picked up the boy and hugged him. "Not you either, I am afraid. Sorry QTA."
"Do not worry dad, me and Arc will take care of momma and everyone, right Arc?" a 7-year-old boy with black hair and brown streaks greatly identical to Arc's. His kimono was the same as Arc's as well, only the colours were reversed.
"That is CORRECT!" Arc yelled in reply. The two boys high fived and smilied at their father. "Never fear dad, never fear!"
Their father grinned again and then hugged the mother. "Take care alright Loraine?"
"As long as you do the same Yayedere," smiled Loraine. They kissed, much to the disgust of the children.
"ARRGH!" Cloud screeched. He ran to the dining table and ducked underneath it.
"Aw gross, mushy stuff!" yelled Lei.
"Lei, you are too young to watch!" Arc and Yich yelled in unison. They blocked her view. "Too gross, eh Yich?"
"Too true bro, too true," Yich replied, shaking his head.
"You GUYS! You left QTA!" shrieked Lei. She went over, picked him up and then ran under the table with Cloud.
"Bad?" Asked QTA.
"Baaaaaaaaaaaad. VERY bad," replied Cloud.
The parents chuckled. "Alright kids, come on and see your father out."
The children all ran up to the father and hugged him in unison. He walked out the door, waved and then was off.
The family that shared joyous emerald eyes and kind souls were condemned that day. We were condemned right when we woke up. Even YEARS before that. Nothing could have saved us from the treacherous events that had followed.
We were eating dinner, the contents of which I do not recall. There was a loud banging on the door.
"LORAINE! OPEN UP! LORRRRAAAAAAIIIIIIIINNNNNNNE!" yelled a gruff voice.
The got up and opened the door. "What is it, Farnham?" she asked irritatedly.
"Lazarus. . . Great demon! All these bodies. . . blood everywhere!" he exclaimed, wide-eyed and frantic.
"FARNHAM!" roared Loraine. Farnham silenced himself. "Now that you seem to be slightly more sane, tell me: what happened?"
"Lazarus. . . the lying scum! He led us into a trap! All the bodies. . .Oh all the gore. . . He killed my friends! I heard their screams! Then their faces were so sliced up. . . I could not recognize them. . . now they are gone. . . all gone. . ." Farnham began sobbing.
"What. . . ? Farnham here, go to Ogden and stay there," the mother handed him some gold and then closed the door. She then turned to find all her children standing and staring.
"Is Lazarus not the man father went with?" asked Cloud.
"Why was Farnham like that? He did not seem drunk!" commented Yich.
"Yes, he did not smell like whiskey or vodka!" stated Arc.
"Momma. . . " started Lei, holding QTA up. "What happened to Daddy? Is he okay?"
The mother looked at them, her eyes brimming with tears. "I-I do not know. . ."
Then the fire came.
We do not know how it started, nor how we were saved, but our house of peace turned into a house destined for h*ll. That was what we had been unknowingly awaiting- what we were condemned to. A life of sorrow, misery, pain and death. We would be graced with few happy events.
After the fire, nothing was left. The entire house was now reduced to a pile of ashes. A gust of wind blew, and our house, our mother and our happiness blew away with it.
We were housed with my two best friends, Lone and Aeir. Though it should have been fun with them, our losses had made us speechless. We were very quiet from then on, lost in thought. Thoughts of revenge.
10 years, we all trained, and in those ten years we started a revoloution in Tristam. All who would like to make Lazarus pay for what he has done. All who would like to banish him and Diablo, for all the pain and suffering they have caused. 10 years, lost in revenge, 10 years full of hard work and bitter thoughts, 10 years that have now passed. We had not changed, except the joyous look in our eyes had disappeared, like a candle's flame flickering out. And now our kimonos were black, and all ribbons and stripes replaced with crimson, signifiying that we do not care about bloodshed, only that our loved ones' spirits may rest in peace.
Revenge for Peace.
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A/N: Man, my writing setting was PERFECT for this. I was listening to 'Hello' by Evanescence and the font kicked ass! XD The cast in this story are all my friends on Diablo, though some will not been seen for a bit. Sorrie Guys! ^.^;;
My character is Lei! My character! Me own! Nobody else! My username on Diablo is Lei-Thal, pronounced 'Lethal.' Clever, no? -_-
Plz R&R and Ciao 4 Now
THe Amazing Sponge
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Prolouge Revenge for Peace
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We do not weep. Not a single tear falls from our eyes. We have never weeped for anyone before, not one of us. Not even today, the day that our parents passed away. The day 10 years after they passed away. That dreadful day, full of horrific sights and ghastly words.
I was a mere 3-year-old. Not old enough to understand and barely old enough to remember. I remember hugging an armour-clad man, the armour branded with a crest: 8. My father.
"Do you really have to go daddy?" asked a young girl. She had straight black hair, some framing her face, the rest tied up by a violet ribbon. A single strip of blonde hair invaded the left side of the hair framing her face. She had on a small black kimono with a violet-speckled blue sash, identical to the mother's, whose was blue, navy and silver.
"Yes Lei, we have been through this already," sighed the mother, a woman with short and graying blonde hair.
"Can I come dad?" asked a 4-year-old boy with spikey blond hair and chestnut streaks. He wore a male kimono where the top half was green with vertical brown stripes and the bottom half was brown. A brown belt tied in the middle."Puh-leeze?!"
"No Cloud, I am sorry," grinned the father, a man whose brown hair was graying as well.
"Can I come dad? I AM older and more mature!" declared a 7-year-old boy with messy, windblown brown hair with black streaks. This one's kimono was yellow one the top with orange stripes, orange on the bottom with an orange belt. "I can do the job!"
The father chuckled. "No Arc, I apologize to you as well."
A small 2-year-old boy with wispy blond hair and a blue and navy kimono ran to the father and banged on his shins. Seeing his father look at him, he pointed to himself and yelled "MEECOME!"
The father picked up the boy and hugged him. "Not you either, I am afraid. Sorry QTA."
"Do not worry dad, me and Arc will take care of momma and everyone, right Arc?" a 7-year-old boy with black hair and brown streaks greatly identical to Arc's. His kimono was the same as Arc's as well, only the colours were reversed.
"That is CORRECT!" Arc yelled in reply. The two boys high fived and smilied at their father. "Never fear dad, never fear!"
Their father grinned again and then hugged the mother. "Take care alright Loraine?"
"As long as you do the same Yayedere," smiled Loraine. They kissed, much to the disgust of the children.
"ARRGH!" Cloud screeched. He ran to the dining table and ducked underneath it.
"Aw gross, mushy stuff!" yelled Lei.
"Lei, you are too young to watch!" Arc and Yich yelled in unison. They blocked her view. "Too gross, eh Yich?"
"Too true bro, too true," Yich replied, shaking his head.
"You GUYS! You left QTA!" shrieked Lei. She went over, picked him up and then ran under the table with Cloud.
"Bad?" Asked QTA.
"Baaaaaaaaaaaad. VERY bad," replied Cloud.
The parents chuckled. "Alright kids, come on and see your father out."
The children all ran up to the father and hugged him in unison. He walked out the door, waved and then was off.
The family that shared joyous emerald eyes and kind souls were condemned that day. We were condemned right when we woke up. Even YEARS before that. Nothing could have saved us from the treacherous events that had followed.
We were eating dinner, the contents of which I do not recall. There was a loud banging on the door.
"LORAINE! OPEN UP! LORRRRAAAAAAIIIIIIIINNNNNNNE!" yelled a gruff voice.
The got up and opened the door. "What is it, Farnham?" she asked irritatedly.
"Lazarus. . . Great demon! All these bodies. . . blood everywhere!" he exclaimed, wide-eyed and frantic.
"FARNHAM!" roared Loraine. Farnham silenced himself. "Now that you seem to be slightly more sane, tell me: what happened?"
"Lazarus. . . the lying scum! He led us into a trap! All the bodies. . .Oh all the gore. . . He killed my friends! I heard their screams! Then their faces were so sliced up. . . I could not recognize them. . . now they are gone. . . all gone. . ." Farnham began sobbing.
"What. . . ? Farnham here, go to Ogden and stay there," the mother handed him some gold and then closed the door. She then turned to find all her children standing and staring.
"Is Lazarus not the man father went with?" asked Cloud.
"Why was Farnham like that? He did not seem drunk!" commented Yich.
"Yes, he did not smell like whiskey or vodka!" stated Arc.
"Momma. . . " started Lei, holding QTA up. "What happened to Daddy? Is he okay?"
The mother looked at them, her eyes brimming with tears. "I-I do not know. . ."
Then the fire came.
We do not know how it started, nor how we were saved, but our house of peace turned into a house destined for h*ll. That was what we had been unknowingly awaiting- what we were condemned to. A life of sorrow, misery, pain and death. We would be graced with few happy events.
After the fire, nothing was left. The entire house was now reduced to a pile of ashes. A gust of wind blew, and our house, our mother and our happiness blew away with it.
We were housed with my two best friends, Lone and Aeir. Though it should have been fun with them, our losses had made us speechless. We were very quiet from then on, lost in thought. Thoughts of revenge.
10 years, we all trained, and in those ten years we started a revoloution in Tristam. All who would like to make Lazarus pay for what he has done. All who would like to banish him and Diablo, for all the pain and suffering they have caused. 10 years, lost in revenge, 10 years full of hard work and bitter thoughts, 10 years that have now passed. We had not changed, except the joyous look in our eyes had disappeared, like a candle's flame flickering out. And now our kimonos were black, and all ribbons and stripes replaced with crimson, signifiying that we do not care about bloodshed, only that our loved ones' spirits may rest in peace.
Revenge for Peace.
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A/N: Man, my writing setting was PERFECT for this. I was listening to 'Hello' by Evanescence and the font kicked ass! XD The cast in this story are all my friends on Diablo, though some will not been seen for a bit. Sorrie Guys! ^.^;;
My character is Lei! My character! Me own! Nobody else! My username on Diablo is Lei-Thal, pronounced 'Lethal.' Clever, no? -_-
Plz R&R and Ciao 4 Now
THe Amazing Sponge