A Massacre and a Nightmare
Part One, Massacre
Dark. everything was dark. As I trembled to stand a pain like no other surged up my spine. My eyes wouldn't open and all my memory seemed to have washed away. Noises were clanging around me. One of them was deep and mysterious, the other sounded like a cowardly twelve year old's voice. "Teragram!! Teragram get up run!! I'll handle this!" The voice's command rose in my head. Who the heck was Teragram? And what in the world made this boy so scared? "It's no use Sigfried. If you join me, then we can get your father back." The barking voice also questioned my brain. Who the jurple was Sigfried? And what did the voice have to do with his father. Then something slowly oozed back into my memory. Sigfried. I know that person! My eyes shot open and I had to hold in a scream. My eyes where covered in blood and it was seeping into every witch curve of my mouth. All I could see were shadows. "Sigfried, all you have to do is one simple task. for me..." A faint ghastly figure moved close to a fairly tall and slim one who was cowering against a wall. " No.", the figure stammered." No, Not for you." His voice grew weaker every second... All of a sudden everything grew fuzzy and the last words I heard were of someone letting out a blood-curdling scream.
"I...I think she's dead Cervantes." I ordered my eyes open at the name, which by the way was extremely stupid because the blood was still slowly gushing down them, Cervantes was my next door neighbor. He used to be a pirate and he er... murdered his crew. He almost died but Soul Edge, a sword that had devoured countless souls, had recreated his soul. He at first decided to find Soul Edge but had heard of its destruction on the way to accomplishing his goal. So he decided to give in and now he's our neighbor. Our? Yes, that was right I did have a twin brother. "Dead you say Dr. Lebowiz? I think she's alive." "YOU, may I remind you Cervantes, didn't get a master's degree in Medics and you also-" " -Know that when someone's eye's open and they're breathing IT means they're alive." Oh yeah, Cervantes and Dr. Lebowiz were BIG enemies. I can, surprisingly recall the time when they got into a fight about the heart. Unsurprisingly, Dr. Lebowiz was wrong. " So Teragram," Cervantes smiled at me, " did you see the angel too?" Cervantes was acculy a weird-looking pirate for someone who had spent their life watching Peter Pan reruns. His hair was Silvery-White and he had a very thin mouth for someone who usually liked to talk. He used to have a mustache, or so he said, but his face was usually clean-shaven these days. His eyes were almost completely white and he always wore his leather gloves. Everywhere. It was very funny for a change to see him standing outside in a nightgown and slippers. "Uh. Cervantes," I murmured pointing to my eyes," I can't really see with." Dr. Lebowiz was struck out of his wits when he heard my voice. " EEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKK!" He let out a girly scream and hid behind a tree. As he watched everyone laugh at him or slowly step back he slowly got the point. "C'mon Teragram," Cervantes smiled motioning me inside his house, " let's get those eye's of yours clean." I stood up and walked strait into one of those "random walls". "Okay. maybe I should take you in."
After I had my eyes cleaned out, it really hurt because of Cervantes' soap and water trick, a new Tunic on, and my injuries taken care of, I sat down with Cervantes and asked about some of my questions that had come up the night before. One of them had already been answered. I was Teragram, and someone wanted my to escape from a. something. "Cervantes who is Sigfried?" My gentle voice swept across the room. Cervantes seemed taken aback. "Teragram," he said partly snickering, " Sigfried is your twin brother. Don't you remember?" No I didn't remember. So it was just common sense that I state that. " That invader probably hit you really hard in the noggin." He smirked seeing my confused face. " Someone, we don't know who yet, invaded your house last night and stole some valuable objects such as some of your father's gold, your father's life and your brother." "My brother?" I inquired. I was totally lost. I have to restore the memories from last night. " You've forgotten?" Cervantes gaped. "Well, yeah." I managed to say before his raging sentences filled my mind. " The person who came, they're going to be so sorry! First they steel your brother then they practically kill you! What else do they want?" He sadly noticed that he was slipping off the sofa only at the lat second. So he hit the ground. "Gravity also stinks." He added as a side mark. When he got up he dusted himself off and declared that he was going to get dressed. " You should bring some of your things over from your house, since it's destroyed you'll be spending the rest of the time with me." With that he left and headed up to his room. Slippers flopping up the steps. He decided to rush back down a little later telling me, " Your house is across the street from here, just go in and head to the right."
Cervantes was right. The Saffen house was practically torn to shreds. I followed the pirate's directions and slid into a split room, one side having red torn wallpaper while the other side had black. The wooden bunk bed still standing in the ruins was equally color-coded. The top with Red, bottom was Black. Suddenly foggy images came back into my head.
A large shattering sound spread into the room where a familiar Slim kid where plying fake swords. His Bright yellow hair swirled as he variously
defended my air attacks. The our wooden door slit into 200 pieces and a
hideous monster barged in. The bunk was in front of me again and I whirled around my head. No monster? Than was it just a vision, a mind-trick or even a daydream? No, my brain kept saying, it was too real to be even a vision! Oh well, I told myself. I should just do want Cervantes told me to do. Get my stuff.
I was ready to head back only when I had gotten a blanket, a pillow, the dragon stuffed animal I could never bear to part with and some of my brother's stuff. Such as the swords I had seen in my vision, a bat stuffed animal that had his name engraved in it and some pictures we had drawn together. I believed that I would see him again, and no one could change that. Not even a good for nothing invader! I headed back to Cervantes's house and then set up the room he gave me. When I told him about my "flash back" he was very interested. " Did the monster have a ghastly look about it?" He asked and before I could answer he questioned a different one. When I finally got the chance to talk I told him that it ended before I saw it and that he was wearing his gloves backwards.
Later on that day, Cervantes and I went to Leximar's Market. That's where we live by the way. He said that he needed some more Pomegranates and some other items and he left me to look around. " We'll meet back here in an hour okay?" He said nodding. As he set off to the left I stood wondering what to do. As I was pondering, a shout rose from a person left of me. "Hey! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOU CLUMSY OAF?!!!!" I looked up to see a man that had slipped on the yelling man's foot, dropped his books, and started sliding on inkbottles. "S-sorry sir but-" " NO BUTS! THOSE WERE $32.99 EACH! YOU EVER HEAR OF THE LINE OF YOU BREAK IT YOU BUY IT?" This was totally unfair and I knew what to do. I grabbed the sword that I had slung on my back, I had had it since the break-in, and headed up to him. " Sir, have you ever heard of the book of laws?" I asked the sly man. " Yes I have and that means, that he," the man pointed to the ink covered 15 year old who gulped," has to pay for the damage." "Your disgusting." I said. And it was true. He had a yellow goatee, slightly green short hair, stubby fingers, a messed up red outfit and unmatching boots. He was sicking to look at. He was shocked at my insult and barked, " HOW DARE YOU INSULT RAPHILE SOREL?!!?" "You shout really good," I muttered taking my hands out of my ears. I could tell I was burning up Raphile's patience so I just added, " You tripped him so he doesn't have to pay Bye!" I said and started to dart away. "Leaving so soon?" He asked. "I thought I was annoying you so." "YOU DID! And now you're going to pay." He smirked. "Uh...how? I don't have any money and-" " OH, SHUDAP!" He screeched. "You are going to duel me, Raphile Sorel." So, I got up on the stand. What other choice did I have? The guy may be sicking but he ran a buisness. I grabbed for my sword and his hands snatched his. Then we started. He tried a head lash while I stoke in the shins. He tried a throw while I used a kick and then I used a stab. Raphile surrendered so I guess he was a chicken after all!
After the fight, word spread so I had to stay off the streets. I took the rooftops as an opportunity. They where flat and really crammed together so there was no need to fall down. Soon I got tired of jumping and found a shady place to sit down. The problem was someone was already there. "Oh! Hi, sorry I entered. I'll just go away and-" As usual. I was interrupted. " No it's fine! Stay here! Thank you for saving me!" The 15 year old exclaimed. "Saving You?" I inquired looking at all the spilled ink on him. " How did I save you?" " I'm an orphan and I have no money what so ever. I would've been thrown into jail if it wasn't for you!" " You're giving me way too much credit!" I explained. " I just won because he's an idiot." We both had a good laugh at that one. I spent time with Chaconra, talking and reading. He had some interesting books on the Hero's Blade. " I wonder what it is." I told him. "Well, it has many names. Most known of all of them is Soul Edge." He told me. " But that doesn't make any sense!" I Complained, " Soul Edge is evil and this-" I stopped in my tracks. Holding the book with one hand mouth aghast. In front of us was THE LARGEST GOLEM I HAD EVER SEEN! "BOO!" His rough voice shook the building. "SCREAM WORMS!" Without a moment's hesitation I struck my sword out in front of me. "OH NO! THE SMALL PRETISIOUS BUG IS GOING TO - AAA! THAT HURT!" I sliced him hard on the cheek. " YEAH! YOUR BROTHER WAS AN IDIOT TOO!" He spat. " LEAVE MY BROTHER OUT OF THIS" I commanded. "YOU DIDN'T EVEN KNOW YOUR BROTHER!" He chuckled. That was it! Although I couldn't remember him that will I had a slight idea how he was like! So I brought my sword down to his heart and charged. "EARTHQUAKE!!" Chaconra yelped. The golem's scream was like a powerful sonic bomb! I didn't know how much longer I was going to last in the noise. Then, it stopped. As the dust cleared I cold see thin and short Chaconra standing in the mist his black hair dirtied with dust and pebbles. "Teragram.." He stammered, "you're a Massacre!" he snorted. "THAT WAS SO COOL!"
Just a while later I was jumping along roofs with Chaconra looking for Cervantes. "Do you mind if I call you Massacre?" He asked. " You know, because of your butt whooping sword wheedling?" "No" I sighed. This was difficult finding Cervantes for some reason. Even if he did wear a pirate hat to the Market. "HEY MASSACRE!" Chaconra squealed, "Is that Cervantaz?" He was pointing to Cervantes. "Uh, yes but his name's Cervantes." I told him. "Oh." He said then blushed. "HEY CERVANTES!" I shouted to him. He looked up and waved. I turned to Chaconra. " Let's go down okay?" " Yeah okay." He looked disappointed. "I'll come back tomorrow okay?" I reassured him. As we walked towards the ladder, a figure popped out of nowhere. "Hello again, Teragram." He said and smirked. His face broke into an evil grin. " I am-"
* To Be Continued*
(~.~) Sorry!
Massacre
Part One, Massacre
Dark. everything was dark. As I trembled to stand a pain like no other surged up my spine. My eyes wouldn't open and all my memory seemed to have washed away. Noises were clanging around me. One of them was deep and mysterious, the other sounded like a cowardly twelve year old's voice. "Teragram!! Teragram get up run!! I'll handle this!" The voice's command rose in my head. Who the heck was Teragram? And what in the world made this boy so scared? "It's no use Sigfried. If you join me, then we can get your father back." The barking voice also questioned my brain. Who the jurple was Sigfried? And what did the voice have to do with his father. Then something slowly oozed back into my memory. Sigfried. I know that person! My eyes shot open and I had to hold in a scream. My eyes where covered in blood and it was seeping into every witch curve of my mouth. All I could see were shadows. "Sigfried, all you have to do is one simple task. for me..." A faint ghastly figure moved close to a fairly tall and slim one who was cowering against a wall. " No.", the figure stammered." No, Not for you." His voice grew weaker every second... All of a sudden everything grew fuzzy and the last words I heard were of someone letting out a blood-curdling scream.
"I...I think she's dead Cervantes." I ordered my eyes open at the name, which by the way was extremely stupid because the blood was still slowly gushing down them, Cervantes was my next door neighbor. He used to be a pirate and he er... murdered his crew. He almost died but Soul Edge, a sword that had devoured countless souls, had recreated his soul. He at first decided to find Soul Edge but had heard of its destruction on the way to accomplishing his goal. So he decided to give in and now he's our neighbor. Our? Yes, that was right I did have a twin brother. "Dead you say Dr. Lebowiz? I think she's alive." "YOU, may I remind you Cervantes, didn't get a master's degree in Medics and you also-" " -Know that when someone's eye's open and they're breathing IT means they're alive." Oh yeah, Cervantes and Dr. Lebowiz were BIG enemies. I can, surprisingly recall the time when they got into a fight about the heart. Unsurprisingly, Dr. Lebowiz was wrong. " So Teragram," Cervantes smiled at me, " did you see the angel too?" Cervantes was acculy a weird-looking pirate for someone who had spent their life watching Peter Pan reruns. His hair was Silvery-White and he had a very thin mouth for someone who usually liked to talk. He used to have a mustache, or so he said, but his face was usually clean-shaven these days. His eyes were almost completely white and he always wore his leather gloves. Everywhere. It was very funny for a change to see him standing outside in a nightgown and slippers. "Uh. Cervantes," I murmured pointing to my eyes," I can't really see with." Dr. Lebowiz was struck out of his wits when he heard my voice. " EEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKK!" He let out a girly scream and hid behind a tree. As he watched everyone laugh at him or slowly step back he slowly got the point. "C'mon Teragram," Cervantes smiled motioning me inside his house, " let's get those eye's of yours clean." I stood up and walked strait into one of those "random walls". "Okay. maybe I should take you in."
After I had my eyes cleaned out, it really hurt because of Cervantes' soap and water trick, a new Tunic on, and my injuries taken care of, I sat down with Cervantes and asked about some of my questions that had come up the night before. One of them had already been answered. I was Teragram, and someone wanted my to escape from a. something. "Cervantes who is Sigfried?" My gentle voice swept across the room. Cervantes seemed taken aback. "Teragram," he said partly snickering, " Sigfried is your twin brother. Don't you remember?" No I didn't remember. So it was just common sense that I state that. " That invader probably hit you really hard in the noggin." He smirked seeing my confused face. " Someone, we don't know who yet, invaded your house last night and stole some valuable objects such as some of your father's gold, your father's life and your brother." "My brother?" I inquired. I was totally lost. I have to restore the memories from last night. " You've forgotten?" Cervantes gaped. "Well, yeah." I managed to say before his raging sentences filled my mind. " The person who came, they're going to be so sorry! First they steel your brother then they practically kill you! What else do they want?" He sadly noticed that he was slipping off the sofa only at the lat second. So he hit the ground. "Gravity also stinks." He added as a side mark. When he got up he dusted himself off and declared that he was going to get dressed. " You should bring some of your things over from your house, since it's destroyed you'll be spending the rest of the time with me." With that he left and headed up to his room. Slippers flopping up the steps. He decided to rush back down a little later telling me, " Your house is across the street from here, just go in and head to the right."
Cervantes was right. The Saffen house was practically torn to shreds. I followed the pirate's directions and slid into a split room, one side having red torn wallpaper while the other side had black. The wooden bunk bed still standing in the ruins was equally color-coded. The top with Red, bottom was Black. Suddenly foggy images came back into my head.
A large shattering sound spread into the room where a familiar Slim kid where plying fake swords. His Bright yellow hair swirled as he variously
defended my air attacks. The our wooden door slit into 200 pieces and a
hideous monster barged in. The bunk was in front of me again and I whirled around my head. No monster? Than was it just a vision, a mind-trick or even a daydream? No, my brain kept saying, it was too real to be even a vision! Oh well, I told myself. I should just do want Cervantes told me to do. Get my stuff.
I was ready to head back only when I had gotten a blanket, a pillow, the dragon stuffed animal I could never bear to part with and some of my brother's stuff. Such as the swords I had seen in my vision, a bat stuffed animal that had his name engraved in it and some pictures we had drawn together. I believed that I would see him again, and no one could change that. Not even a good for nothing invader! I headed back to Cervantes's house and then set up the room he gave me. When I told him about my "flash back" he was very interested. " Did the monster have a ghastly look about it?" He asked and before I could answer he questioned a different one. When I finally got the chance to talk I told him that it ended before I saw it and that he was wearing his gloves backwards.
Later on that day, Cervantes and I went to Leximar's Market. That's where we live by the way. He said that he needed some more Pomegranates and some other items and he left me to look around. " We'll meet back here in an hour okay?" He said nodding. As he set off to the left I stood wondering what to do. As I was pondering, a shout rose from a person left of me. "Hey! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOU CLUMSY OAF?!!!!" I looked up to see a man that had slipped on the yelling man's foot, dropped his books, and started sliding on inkbottles. "S-sorry sir but-" " NO BUTS! THOSE WERE $32.99 EACH! YOU EVER HEAR OF THE LINE OF YOU BREAK IT YOU BUY IT?" This was totally unfair and I knew what to do. I grabbed the sword that I had slung on my back, I had had it since the break-in, and headed up to him. " Sir, have you ever heard of the book of laws?" I asked the sly man. " Yes I have and that means, that he," the man pointed to the ink covered 15 year old who gulped," has to pay for the damage." "Your disgusting." I said. And it was true. He had a yellow goatee, slightly green short hair, stubby fingers, a messed up red outfit and unmatching boots. He was sicking to look at. He was shocked at my insult and barked, " HOW DARE YOU INSULT RAPHILE SOREL?!!?" "You shout really good," I muttered taking my hands out of my ears. I could tell I was burning up Raphile's patience so I just added, " You tripped him so he doesn't have to pay Bye!" I said and started to dart away. "Leaving so soon?" He asked. "I thought I was annoying you so." "YOU DID! And now you're going to pay." He smirked. "Uh...how? I don't have any money and-" " OH, SHUDAP!" He screeched. "You are going to duel me, Raphile Sorel." So, I got up on the stand. What other choice did I have? The guy may be sicking but he ran a buisness. I grabbed for my sword and his hands snatched his. Then we started. He tried a head lash while I stoke in the shins. He tried a throw while I used a kick and then I used a stab. Raphile surrendered so I guess he was a chicken after all!
After the fight, word spread so I had to stay off the streets. I took the rooftops as an opportunity. They where flat and really crammed together so there was no need to fall down. Soon I got tired of jumping and found a shady place to sit down. The problem was someone was already there. "Oh! Hi, sorry I entered. I'll just go away and-" As usual. I was interrupted. " No it's fine! Stay here! Thank you for saving me!" The 15 year old exclaimed. "Saving You?" I inquired looking at all the spilled ink on him. " How did I save you?" " I'm an orphan and I have no money what so ever. I would've been thrown into jail if it wasn't for you!" " You're giving me way too much credit!" I explained. " I just won because he's an idiot." We both had a good laugh at that one. I spent time with Chaconra, talking and reading. He had some interesting books on the Hero's Blade. " I wonder what it is." I told him. "Well, it has many names. Most known of all of them is Soul Edge." He told me. " But that doesn't make any sense!" I Complained, " Soul Edge is evil and this-" I stopped in my tracks. Holding the book with one hand mouth aghast. In front of us was THE LARGEST GOLEM I HAD EVER SEEN! "BOO!" His rough voice shook the building. "SCREAM WORMS!" Without a moment's hesitation I struck my sword out in front of me. "OH NO! THE SMALL PRETISIOUS BUG IS GOING TO - AAA! THAT HURT!" I sliced him hard on the cheek. " YEAH! YOUR BROTHER WAS AN IDIOT TOO!" He spat. " LEAVE MY BROTHER OUT OF THIS" I commanded. "YOU DIDN'T EVEN KNOW YOUR BROTHER!" He chuckled. That was it! Although I couldn't remember him that will I had a slight idea how he was like! So I brought my sword down to his heart and charged. "EARTHQUAKE!!" Chaconra yelped. The golem's scream was like a powerful sonic bomb! I didn't know how much longer I was going to last in the noise. Then, it stopped. As the dust cleared I cold see thin and short Chaconra standing in the mist his black hair dirtied with dust and pebbles. "Teragram.." He stammered, "you're a Massacre!" he snorted. "THAT WAS SO COOL!"
Just a while later I was jumping along roofs with Chaconra looking for Cervantes. "Do you mind if I call you Massacre?" He asked. " You know, because of your butt whooping sword wheedling?" "No" I sighed. This was difficult finding Cervantes for some reason. Even if he did wear a pirate hat to the Market. "HEY MASSACRE!" Chaconra squealed, "Is that Cervantaz?" He was pointing to Cervantes. "Uh, yes but his name's Cervantes." I told him. "Oh." He said then blushed. "HEY CERVANTES!" I shouted to him. He looked up and waved. I turned to Chaconra. " Let's go down okay?" " Yeah okay." He looked disappointed. "I'll come back tomorrow okay?" I reassured him. As we walked towards the ladder, a figure popped out of nowhere. "Hello again, Teragram." He said and smirked. His face broke into an evil grin. " I am-"
* To Be Continued*
(~.~) Sorry!
Massacre