I don't really have anything to say. Uhhhhhhhhhh. Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. I
don't remember if I put the disclaimer in the last chapter or not. In case
not screw that. Does anyone besides me understand Ozzy? I'll be sitting
with people, and they'll keep asking what the fuck is he saying and its
perfect English to me. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. .. . . . .
. . ...what the fuck is wrong with me....................? I feel this
sensation of not caring.................................................
hmmmmmm................
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Zombie Fanfiction of Doom Black Silver Chapter 4 8/16/03
"...ow..." Dull pain still circulated through her body. It wasn't as bad as before, it was just like a day old sunburn. Still pain enough to cringe, but not as bad as the initial sunburn. The room that she was in was as humid as Hell. Humid and hot. The perfect picture of Hell.
" I see you're awake. Get up. Do you always sleep for ten hours?" The voice was sarcastic, and eerily familiar. (What is it with me and the word eerily?) Black Silver (if you haven't figured out that that's the girl I've been talking about, you're stupid.) did as she was told. It was pitch black, but judging from the echoes in it, the room was long and rectangular in one portion, but separated into a space in the back. (She's got a good sense of hearing. Like a bat's.) She moved her way toward the voice, shuffling her bare feet, unless there was anything on the ground that she would trip on. " Can't you walk any faster?" Concern, a very light touch of it, but it was still there, touched the stranger's voice. Black Silver could tell now that the voice was female. She didn't take kindly to being in a strange place, with a person she didn't know talking to her as if she were a close acquaintance. She responded in annoyance.
" Well if I could SEE, I wouldn't have to worry about anything being in my way."
"...You can't see?" Now real concern streaked her voice.
"...It's pitch black in here. So no, I cant see. And trust me, would be kinder and more cooperative if it weren't so damn hot and humid. Can you do anything about that?" An annoyed...feeling.....seeped through the room. The room was suddenly illuminated with balls of blue flame.
Black Silver was shocked. Had she been fully colorblind, she would have believed that the girl was herself. Bodily she was the exact same. The same height, the same bone structure, she even looked to be the same weight. But the colors... the colors were inverted. Instead on the auburn hair with the bright blue streaks, the stranger's hair was a soft light blue with a bright orange streak. Instead of the emerald eyes of which Black Silver was so proud of, the girl's eyes were as red as Rubies. The girl's skin, while just as pale as Black Silver's, was more on the golden side of the spectrum, where Black Silver's skin seemed to glow silver. She even had the same scar above her left eye that Black Silver had received from running into a wall. It was very unsettling. Try imagining meeting a person like that, your exact opposite, yet at the same time, your exact twin.
She was sitting on what would best be described as a golden stalagmite (pointy thingy that grows in caves going UP. Looks like ^). It looked as if it had been shaped to make a seat. Black Silver could see the girl leaned back against it, looking at her through the top of her eyes.
"Who...who are you?" The sound of her voice echoed through the room. The girl smiled. It was an unnerving smile, one that held no warmth, but held recognition. She blinked, and a wall of fire suddenly engulfed her. Black Silver yelped, and ran closer to the fire. She stopped when she was two feet from the flames and felt no heat. After recognizing the girl was not in danger, she yelled over the flames. " WHAT THE FUCK? WHY AREN'T YOU A FLAMING CRISP?" She was answered with a call, a call from a voice that sounded like the sound of a flute playing on a mountaintop. It was the voice of the girl. There was no more sarcasm, no more edge, nothing to taint the pure sound.
" Walk through the flames and they will be overcome!" Black Silver, still wary of the danger of fire, ran her fingers through it. She was rewarded for her curiosity with a burn on her fingers. As she hissed in pain, the voice called out again. " Don't doubt my words! It is not true fire! It is only an illusion, you expected to be burned! You will not burn if you trust that you will not!" Black Silver silently cursed the girl, but tried to spot the flaw that would prove to her that it was fake. Then it hit her, the heat! There was no heat from that fire, that proved it was fake. Knowing this, she calming strode through the fire. When she stood before the strange smiling girl the flames vanished.
Panting deeply, Black Silver asked her question again. "Who *pant* are you *pant*?" Still smiling, the girl replied.
" You can call me Kasai. It isn't my real name, but it is what. those who know me call me. What would you say if I told you that the fire you just walked through, unscathed, was real?"
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Yeah. So... that's the fourth chapter. Its kinda short, I know. The next one will be longer. By the way, I really do have a scar above my left eye. And I did get it from running into a wall, it was a corner, and I was four, but I still ran into a wall. I have a sequel/prequel that im writing now too. I'm either going to call it Soraboe: Kaidan no Karakaze or Kioku: Kidan no Karakaze. You guys tell me which one you people think is better. Please?
Zombie Fanfiction of Doom Black Silver Chapter 4 8/16/03
"...ow..." Dull pain still circulated through her body. It wasn't as bad as before, it was just like a day old sunburn. Still pain enough to cringe, but not as bad as the initial sunburn. The room that she was in was as humid as Hell. Humid and hot. The perfect picture of Hell.
" I see you're awake. Get up. Do you always sleep for ten hours?" The voice was sarcastic, and eerily familiar. (What is it with me and the word eerily?) Black Silver (if you haven't figured out that that's the girl I've been talking about, you're stupid.) did as she was told. It was pitch black, but judging from the echoes in it, the room was long and rectangular in one portion, but separated into a space in the back. (She's got a good sense of hearing. Like a bat's.) She moved her way toward the voice, shuffling her bare feet, unless there was anything on the ground that she would trip on. " Can't you walk any faster?" Concern, a very light touch of it, but it was still there, touched the stranger's voice. Black Silver could tell now that the voice was female. She didn't take kindly to being in a strange place, with a person she didn't know talking to her as if she were a close acquaintance. She responded in annoyance.
" Well if I could SEE, I wouldn't have to worry about anything being in my way."
"...You can't see?" Now real concern streaked her voice.
"...It's pitch black in here. So no, I cant see. And trust me, would be kinder and more cooperative if it weren't so damn hot and humid. Can you do anything about that?" An annoyed...feeling.....seeped through the room. The room was suddenly illuminated with balls of blue flame.
Black Silver was shocked. Had she been fully colorblind, she would have believed that the girl was herself. Bodily she was the exact same. The same height, the same bone structure, she even looked to be the same weight. But the colors... the colors were inverted. Instead on the auburn hair with the bright blue streaks, the stranger's hair was a soft light blue with a bright orange streak. Instead of the emerald eyes of which Black Silver was so proud of, the girl's eyes were as red as Rubies. The girl's skin, while just as pale as Black Silver's, was more on the golden side of the spectrum, where Black Silver's skin seemed to glow silver. She even had the same scar above her left eye that Black Silver had received from running into a wall. It was very unsettling. Try imagining meeting a person like that, your exact opposite, yet at the same time, your exact twin.
She was sitting on what would best be described as a golden stalagmite (pointy thingy that grows in caves going UP. Looks like ^). It looked as if it had been shaped to make a seat. Black Silver could see the girl leaned back against it, looking at her through the top of her eyes.
"Who...who are you?" The sound of her voice echoed through the room. The girl smiled. It was an unnerving smile, one that held no warmth, but held recognition. She blinked, and a wall of fire suddenly engulfed her. Black Silver yelped, and ran closer to the fire. She stopped when she was two feet from the flames and felt no heat. After recognizing the girl was not in danger, she yelled over the flames. " WHAT THE FUCK? WHY AREN'T YOU A FLAMING CRISP?" She was answered with a call, a call from a voice that sounded like the sound of a flute playing on a mountaintop. It was the voice of the girl. There was no more sarcasm, no more edge, nothing to taint the pure sound.
" Walk through the flames and they will be overcome!" Black Silver, still wary of the danger of fire, ran her fingers through it. She was rewarded for her curiosity with a burn on her fingers. As she hissed in pain, the voice called out again. " Don't doubt my words! It is not true fire! It is only an illusion, you expected to be burned! You will not burn if you trust that you will not!" Black Silver silently cursed the girl, but tried to spot the flaw that would prove to her that it was fake. Then it hit her, the heat! There was no heat from that fire, that proved it was fake. Knowing this, she calming strode through the fire. When she stood before the strange smiling girl the flames vanished.
Panting deeply, Black Silver asked her question again. "Who *pant* are you *pant*?" Still smiling, the girl replied.
" You can call me Kasai. It isn't my real name, but it is what. those who know me call me. What would you say if I told you that the fire you just walked through, unscathed, was real?"
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Yeah. So... that's the fourth chapter. Its kinda short, I know. The next one will be longer. By the way, I really do have a scar above my left eye. And I did get it from running into a wall, it was a corner, and I was four, but I still ran into a wall. I have a sequel/prequel that im writing now too. I'm either going to call it Soraboe: Kaidan no Karakaze or Kioku: Kidan no Karakaze. You guys tell me which one you people think is better. Please?
