Sorry for the delay. I have been sick! I couldn't even get out of bed
without getting all dizzy!
Review time, eh?
The Griffin: Funny you chose that name! I was going to use it later and I hope you don't mind me using it. Your story idea is great, but if people read your review, then they will know what happens before I want them too! But mental note made.
Shade: For once? That's not nice.
So. I really have nothing more to say than: I own only Ronin, Lippoli, Blade and anyone else you don't recognize Review! It's part of a balanced breakfast! You wouldn't want to be unbalanced would you? I thought not!
So I'm off to continue writing! ENJOY!
Tigereyes
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Ronin ostracized himself after the fight he had with Logan. His constant downcast mood and general fear of whatever went wrong with him kept him unreachable by Lippoli and the rest of the student body. The Professor couldn't even get through the thick mental walls that the boy built.
Because of Ronin's lack of contact, Lippoli had to find friends on his own. He found himself spending most of his time with Bobby, St. John and Pitor. They had become inseparable. They frequently snuck out of the mansion's grounds to go into the town nearby and buy things or just play in the arcade that was open all night. Of course Xavier knew of their escapades, but he didn't let them in on it. Xavier felt that the boys needed to be away from the mansion and the mood that Ronin imposed on Lippoli.
Their escapades into town left Ronin alone at nights and that suited him just fine. Ronin brushed his teeth and crawled into the soft bed. He sunk into it several inches before he drifted off into a fitful sleep.
It was a moonless night in the Bronx and Ronin stood atop a tall building. He was wearing his trademark trench coat and black clothes, though unarmed of his deadly blade. His eyes were a warm violet and a light breeze ruffled his hair. It was a cool autumn night and he inhaled the scent of the night and the dying leaves that always tinge the air.
A deep rumbling and intense heat shattered his peaceful mood. Haunting black eyes stared at him unblinking. The body of the Dragon followed. Long and snakelike, with powerful arms and razor sharp claws grasped the air. The tail had a blade on either side of it that was darker than the night. The beast emanated in almost tangible waves of power and knowledge.
"You run from me when you used to embrace my power, why?" it boomed.
Ronin answered in a firm voice, "these people don't need to know of your presence. This is a safe house of a sort for them and I won't destroy it as I have others."
The Dragon roared so loud that it shook Ronin's bones, yet the boy stood firm against the beast.
"Bow down to me! Burying me will only make my entrance grander! Feel my power, boy, and be warned," the Dragon boomed and breathed an intense fire at Ronin. Ronin only dodged by a little, though his torso was burned.
Ronin woke with a start, his sheets tangled around him. He sat up breathing hard. His side burned and it hurt to breathe. He looked down at his sleep shirt and gasped at the burn that marred his side. The skin was black and smoking lightly.
"I was wondering when you'd wake. You were tossing so hard I thought the bed would break," a shadowy figure said from atop Ronin's desk.
"Griffin? What are you doing here? How did you get in-" Ronin asked but the front door closing and the voices of Lippoli and his friends cut him off. "Follow me," Ronin whispered.
Ronin grabbed a sheet from his bed and his sword and climbed out the window onto the roof. Griffin followed. His feature could be seen in the faint moonlight. He was tall with short brown hair. He was rather imposing with his wings. They were dark blue at the joint, fading into black at the feathers' tips. Griffin wiggled out of the window with slight difficulty because of his wings. He managed to get out of sight of the window as the door to the room opened and Lippoli walked in. A heavy sigh could be heard from Ronin's perch on the roof as Lippoli discovered the empty bed and missing sword. The creaking of springs followed and soon after that light snores.
Ronin sighed and climbed higher on the roof, with Griffin following in the air. When Ronin reached the peak of the roof, he sat down and began to cut the sheet into strips and wrap them around his torso.
"So, first Blade and now you? You guys must be suffering." Ronin said with a laugh. Griffin chuckled.
"I guess you could say that. Man, we all felt the Dragon rise the other day. It's way too strong for you to be keeping him under lock and key, so to speak. We both know, each from experience, that the spirits come out with a bang when you keep 'em down," Griffin said solemnly.
Ronin sighed heavily as he tied the sheets together and looked at his old companion.
"I must be losing control then. If all of you felt him rise like that. God, Griffin, I can't leave like this. There's my brother and-" Ronin began but Griffin cut him off.
"You got a brother? Why didn't you tell us?" Griffin demanded.
"I didn't even know about it until a couple days ago," Ronin said resting his head on his knees.
"Does he have." Griffin began but trailed off.
"The dragon? No. None that I could sense and I can normally sense a trace of one. He's clean. He's clean," Ronin said.
"You know," Griffin said sitting down next to Ronin, "we are stronger together. The Dragon was always in check with all of us, I'm not saying that you need to come back now, I'm just saying, whatever you're protecting here isn't going to be safe while you are here with that spirit inside of you. The dawn is coming and I gotta get back, take care of yourself and remember what I said."
Griffin stood and opened his massive wings. With a couple of beats, he was airborne and was quickly moving out of Ronin's sight. Ronin sighed and ran his hand through his hair. He grabbed his sword and made back to his room.
Lippoli was still sleeping and muttering something about buttered toast. Ronin smiled and grabbed another shirt from the dresser that the Professor had filled with clothes their size. Ronin left his sword on his bed and walked out of the room.
The mansion was quiet and occasionally a snore could be heard from a closed door. Griffin's words were rolling around in Ronin's head. Again, it seemed, his old friend was right. While he was in the pack, he did have more control, then again, they did kill, burn, pillage, that sort of thing. Ronin wandered into a room that was obviously some sort of library. It was paneled like the rest of the mansion along with elaborate bookcases filled with books of all kinds. A few chairs and a couch were in the center of the room and a fireplace cracked merrily in the hearth on the back wall. Ronin wondered to himself who would leave a fire burning unattended but the thought was fleeting.
He walked along the walls, dragging a hand along the books reading their spines to see if anything interested him. It wasn't until he came across "The Encyclopedia of Mythical Beasts" that he stopped. He pulled the dusty book out and began to thumb through the pages. He stopped at the reference of dragon and gaped.
There was the picture of the dragon on his sword and the one that haunted him. He skimmed the page and was not surprised at the things it read. Wings, breathing fire, serpent-like and huge. It also told of a prophecy of a boy that was possessed by the spirit of a dragon that would bring about the destruction of society as it was known. With the aid of the other possessed, they would tear apart the modern world and cast it back into the dark ages. The possessors were the dragon, the griffin, the Cerberus, the manticore, and the hellhound.
Ronin thought about this. Dragon would account for himself, griffin obviously Griffin, the manticore was Taryn, Cerberus would be Blade and the hellhound would be Owen. 'Great, I've brought together the destruction of the world. Way to go Ronin.'
Without so much as a second thought, Ronin dug around in his deep pockets to reveal a silver flip-top cell phone. He pressed speed dial 2 and waited as the phone rang. One ring, two rings, three rings, four rings, five rings. Ronin hung up angrily. He pressed speed dial 3 and waited again. On the second ring, someone picked up.
"It's me- yeah I know its been a long time," Ronin paused. "Look, could you just put Owen on the phone? -" Ronin paused again. "Owen, I missed you too. Hey, could you do me a favor? I need you to run a background check on something for me. There's this prophesy and we're in it- It's not preposterous! Look-" he paused angrily, "All right, you know, just forget it." With that, he hung up.
Ronin ran a frustrated hand through his hair. 'I'm gonna have to go and bring this to her. They won't believe me if they don't see it with their own eyes.' Ronin sighed and walked soundlessly back to his room.
Lippoli was still sound asleep and was muttering now about the giant banana. Ronin smiled slightly to himself and grabbed his trench coat, a new shirt and his sword. He pushed open the window and jumped down to the ground below, unharmed as usual.
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Anyone confused by the mythical creatures yet? Well, allow me to clear it up.
Dragon: duh if you don't know that one you got issues my friend.
Griffin: half eagle, half lion. They liked to eat horses.
Cerberus: a three-headed dog that guarded hell.
Manticore: a black leopard with the head of a woman. They had three rows of teeth and had deadly poison.
Hellhound: red eyes and about four feet tall. Hellhounds are very aggressive and expert hunters.
Wow, Ronin's bringing about the end of the world. Fun fun fun.
Oh, when I was looking for mythical creatures to be the cause of the apocalypse, I stumbled across a site that will tell which mythical animal you are! I'm a griffin! Fun eh? Its
Review if my little tirade of mythical creatures confuses you or whatever. Leave a message after the beep.
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Review time, eh?
The Griffin: Funny you chose that name! I was going to use it later and I hope you don't mind me using it. Your story idea is great, but if people read your review, then they will know what happens before I want them too! But mental note made.
Shade: For once? That's not nice.
So. I really have nothing more to say than: I own only Ronin, Lippoli, Blade and anyone else you don't recognize Review! It's part of a balanced breakfast! You wouldn't want to be unbalanced would you? I thought not!
So I'm off to continue writing! ENJOY!
Tigereyes
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Ronin ostracized himself after the fight he had with Logan. His constant downcast mood and general fear of whatever went wrong with him kept him unreachable by Lippoli and the rest of the student body. The Professor couldn't even get through the thick mental walls that the boy built.
Because of Ronin's lack of contact, Lippoli had to find friends on his own. He found himself spending most of his time with Bobby, St. John and Pitor. They had become inseparable. They frequently snuck out of the mansion's grounds to go into the town nearby and buy things or just play in the arcade that was open all night. Of course Xavier knew of their escapades, but he didn't let them in on it. Xavier felt that the boys needed to be away from the mansion and the mood that Ronin imposed on Lippoli.
Their escapades into town left Ronin alone at nights and that suited him just fine. Ronin brushed his teeth and crawled into the soft bed. He sunk into it several inches before he drifted off into a fitful sleep.
It was a moonless night in the Bronx and Ronin stood atop a tall building. He was wearing his trademark trench coat and black clothes, though unarmed of his deadly blade. His eyes were a warm violet and a light breeze ruffled his hair. It was a cool autumn night and he inhaled the scent of the night and the dying leaves that always tinge the air.
A deep rumbling and intense heat shattered his peaceful mood. Haunting black eyes stared at him unblinking. The body of the Dragon followed. Long and snakelike, with powerful arms and razor sharp claws grasped the air. The tail had a blade on either side of it that was darker than the night. The beast emanated in almost tangible waves of power and knowledge.
"You run from me when you used to embrace my power, why?" it boomed.
Ronin answered in a firm voice, "these people don't need to know of your presence. This is a safe house of a sort for them and I won't destroy it as I have others."
The Dragon roared so loud that it shook Ronin's bones, yet the boy stood firm against the beast.
"Bow down to me! Burying me will only make my entrance grander! Feel my power, boy, and be warned," the Dragon boomed and breathed an intense fire at Ronin. Ronin only dodged by a little, though his torso was burned.
Ronin woke with a start, his sheets tangled around him. He sat up breathing hard. His side burned and it hurt to breathe. He looked down at his sleep shirt and gasped at the burn that marred his side. The skin was black and smoking lightly.
"I was wondering when you'd wake. You were tossing so hard I thought the bed would break," a shadowy figure said from atop Ronin's desk.
"Griffin? What are you doing here? How did you get in-" Ronin asked but the front door closing and the voices of Lippoli and his friends cut him off. "Follow me," Ronin whispered.
Ronin grabbed a sheet from his bed and his sword and climbed out the window onto the roof. Griffin followed. His feature could be seen in the faint moonlight. He was tall with short brown hair. He was rather imposing with his wings. They were dark blue at the joint, fading into black at the feathers' tips. Griffin wiggled out of the window with slight difficulty because of his wings. He managed to get out of sight of the window as the door to the room opened and Lippoli walked in. A heavy sigh could be heard from Ronin's perch on the roof as Lippoli discovered the empty bed and missing sword. The creaking of springs followed and soon after that light snores.
Ronin sighed and climbed higher on the roof, with Griffin following in the air. When Ronin reached the peak of the roof, he sat down and began to cut the sheet into strips and wrap them around his torso.
"So, first Blade and now you? You guys must be suffering." Ronin said with a laugh. Griffin chuckled.
"I guess you could say that. Man, we all felt the Dragon rise the other day. It's way too strong for you to be keeping him under lock and key, so to speak. We both know, each from experience, that the spirits come out with a bang when you keep 'em down," Griffin said solemnly.
Ronin sighed heavily as he tied the sheets together and looked at his old companion.
"I must be losing control then. If all of you felt him rise like that. God, Griffin, I can't leave like this. There's my brother and-" Ronin began but Griffin cut him off.
"You got a brother? Why didn't you tell us?" Griffin demanded.
"I didn't even know about it until a couple days ago," Ronin said resting his head on his knees.
"Does he have." Griffin began but trailed off.
"The dragon? No. None that I could sense and I can normally sense a trace of one. He's clean. He's clean," Ronin said.
"You know," Griffin said sitting down next to Ronin, "we are stronger together. The Dragon was always in check with all of us, I'm not saying that you need to come back now, I'm just saying, whatever you're protecting here isn't going to be safe while you are here with that spirit inside of you. The dawn is coming and I gotta get back, take care of yourself and remember what I said."
Griffin stood and opened his massive wings. With a couple of beats, he was airborne and was quickly moving out of Ronin's sight. Ronin sighed and ran his hand through his hair. He grabbed his sword and made back to his room.
Lippoli was still sleeping and muttering something about buttered toast. Ronin smiled and grabbed another shirt from the dresser that the Professor had filled with clothes their size. Ronin left his sword on his bed and walked out of the room.
The mansion was quiet and occasionally a snore could be heard from a closed door. Griffin's words were rolling around in Ronin's head. Again, it seemed, his old friend was right. While he was in the pack, he did have more control, then again, they did kill, burn, pillage, that sort of thing. Ronin wandered into a room that was obviously some sort of library. It was paneled like the rest of the mansion along with elaborate bookcases filled with books of all kinds. A few chairs and a couch were in the center of the room and a fireplace cracked merrily in the hearth on the back wall. Ronin wondered to himself who would leave a fire burning unattended but the thought was fleeting.
He walked along the walls, dragging a hand along the books reading their spines to see if anything interested him. It wasn't until he came across "The Encyclopedia of Mythical Beasts" that he stopped. He pulled the dusty book out and began to thumb through the pages. He stopped at the reference of dragon and gaped.
There was the picture of the dragon on his sword and the one that haunted him. He skimmed the page and was not surprised at the things it read. Wings, breathing fire, serpent-like and huge. It also told of a prophecy of a boy that was possessed by the spirit of a dragon that would bring about the destruction of society as it was known. With the aid of the other possessed, they would tear apart the modern world and cast it back into the dark ages. The possessors were the dragon, the griffin, the Cerberus, the manticore, and the hellhound.
Ronin thought about this. Dragon would account for himself, griffin obviously Griffin, the manticore was Taryn, Cerberus would be Blade and the hellhound would be Owen. 'Great, I've brought together the destruction of the world. Way to go Ronin.'
Without so much as a second thought, Ronin dug around in his deep pockets to reveal a silver flip-top cell phone. He pressed speed dial 2 and waited as the phone rang. One ring, two rings, three rings, four rings, five rings. Ronin hung up angrily. He pressed speed dial 3 and waited again. On the second ring, someone picked up.
"It's me- yeah I know its been a long time," Ronin paused. "Look, could you just put Owen on the phone? -" Ronin paused again. "Owen, I missed you too. Hey, could you do me a favor? I need you to run a background check on something for me. There's this prophesy and we're in it- It's not preposterous! Look-" he paused angrily, "All right, you know, just forget it." With that, he hung up.
Ronin ran a frustrated hand through his hair. 'I'm gonna have to go and bring this to her. They won't believe me if they don't see it with their own eyes.' Ronin sighed and walked soundlessly back to his room.
Lippoli was still sound asleep and was muttering now about the giant banana. Ronin smiled slightly to himself and grabbed his trench coat, a new shirt and his sword. He pushed open the window and jumped down to the ground below, unharmed as usual.
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Anyone confused by the mythical creatures yet? Well, allow me to clear it up.
Dragon: duh if you don't know that one you got issues my friend.
Griffin: half eagle, half lion. They liked to eat horses.
Cerberus: a three-headed dog that guarded hell.
Manticore: a black leopard with the head of a woman. They had three rows of teeth and had deadly poison.
Hellhound: red eyes and about four feet tall. Hellhounds are very aggressive and expert hunters.
Wow, Ronin's bringing about the end of the world. Fun fun fun.
Oh, when I was looking for mythical creatures to be the cause of the apocalypse, I stumbled across a site that will tell which mythical animal you are! I'm a griffin! Fun eh? Its
Review if my little tirade of mythical creatures confuses you or whatever. Leave a message after the beep.
*(beep)*