Woo, Escafic! Haven't done one of these in a loong time! Enjoy, yo. Oh yeah. This'll also be on my DevArt account. Same pen name.
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Dragons in Frisco
By: Tonkuro
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"Merle! Run!" Van cried as another explosion rang out close to him. The young, now fallen king of Fanelia covered his ears and winced, the heat of the burning castle causing sweat to drop off his creased brow.
A whimper escaped Merle's mouth as she ran to the gates leading to the forest. Smoke pushed out of the opening doors, and the smell of it stayed in her cinnamon colored fur. Within seconds, the catgirl was racing through the trees, praying that Van was following close in suit.
Van hoisted the unconvious Celena over his shoulder. Her back was bleeding from where it had been split open, causing her green dress to change a gross color of brown. If she didn't get help, she'd soon end up like her dead brother who lay in front of the two. The cause of the injury was ghastly...
His eye caught something coming toward him through the flames. Five silhouettes were beginning to form, coming closer. Van growled. The ones who'd killed Allen; the one killing Celena...
"Dilandau! Stop this, NOW!" Van yelled as the lead of the Dragon Slayers and his followers ran toward and poast him and Celena. Dilandau turned his head and glared at Van.
"I'm not doing this, you fool!" he snapped. With that, the fair skinned boy was out of sight. Van stamped his foot and began to sprint toward the burning forest. He was almost there...
"Gah!" Van fell to the ground. His neck was searing hot pain. What just happened? He looked up weakly, and his eyes narrowed. A dark shadow stood above him, smiling. Then, it opened its mouth.
"Gaea may be done, but you aren't."
A weak scream escaped Van as the pain spread into his head. He began to feel dizzy. The shadow disappeared, and darkness overtook him.
***
It was finally beginning to warm up. That made Hitomi happy. In her opinion, America was too cold. Maybe it was just that San Francisco was too coastal and that made it cold. She didn't know. Thinking about it made her homesick.
A sad sigh escaped Hitomi's pale lips. God, she missed Japan. If it weren't for the fiasco in Gaea, she may have still there for college. But coming here had been her choice. Three year had passed, and she still couldn't get the experience of Gaea out of her head. She had to start over. It was her last hope to erase the memories.
The sad look on Hitomi's face caught her friend's attention. "Are you all right" Hitomi's friend asked. The question sent her back to reality, and to the the smalle coffee shop the two were in. She merely nodded.
Torrence was one of the few good things Hitomi gained by coming here. She was 18, the same age as Hitomi. She was also quite only about 4'10", and had outrageous flipped out hair, dyed a shade of loavender, which didn't go with her chocolate brown eyes all that well. Torrence had to be one of the funniest people Hitomi had the pleasure of knowing however, what with her sarcasm and witty commentary on anything the two saw.
"Well, you sure don't seem like it. You look like a prison mate who didn't get his daily lovin'," Torrence replied, putting money down on the table and getting up. Hitomi laughed softly as the two walked toward the door. The misty air cooled her face.
"Are we going back to your place? I have no classes today." Torrence shrugged.
"Yeah, sure. I rented out some movies we can watch. Got this cool one about a guy with wings who falls in love with this girl from Mars." Hitomi froze for a moment inside. It reminded her of...
"I don't see why anyone would buy into a guy with wings. It's ridiculous," said Hitomi. Torrence eyeballed her as they walked up a steep sidewalk.
"Umm, you the one who said you met someone who has wings, you crazy girl, you."
"Yeah, well you know I was just jokin' about that."
Something in the foggy sky caught the girls' eyes. Yellow and red lights were spinning around. They grew bigger, then smaller, and then moved. Hitomi took in a shallow breath. That wasn't right... her vibes never betrayed her.
"What the fuck is that?" Torrence asked as she cocked an eyebrow under her orange headband. Her eyes widened slightly, almost in interest, as she saw the lights drop above her apartment. Before they dropped, however, they disappeared.
"I... I think we should hurry," Hitomi said shakilly.
"Why? That scares you? It's probably just some spotlights, you worry too much Hitomi," Torrence replied. But the other girl didn't listen. Hitomi began to spring toward Torrence's apartment. A familiar ache grew in her chest as she began up the stairs to the third floor. She skid across the right hallway, thankful she was wearing her old track shoes. Reaching for the handle, she turned it, and...
It was locked. And Torrence had the key. Hastilly, Hitomi knelt down and looked through the bottom crack of the door. There was nothing but a sand-colored glove obstructed her view of the living room. Hitomi's green eyes widened. Could it be? After all this time? Was it even possible?
"Hitomi!" Torrence shouted, out of breath. "What the hell's with you?! It's just an apartment dude" She fumbled in her purse for her key, grabbed it and unlocked the door. Hitomi rushed through the door.
Nothing. It was the same humdrum apartment. The glove was just laythere, however. Hitomi bit her lip and didn't pick it up. 'I'm such an idiot,' she thought. She felt a hand on her shoulder.
"See? Now sit down, I'll go get the movies," Torrence said. Hitomi sighed and flopped down on the red leather couch. She tried to stop tears from welling up.
Meanwhile, Torrence was walking to her rom. Humming in her resonant voice, she hung her purse on the doorknob and switched on the light. What she saw were six boys and two girls, all sprawled about her room.
"Holy crap! Hitomi!"
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Yeah, pretty short and sweet, but I wanted to get into the story part of it. I'm not big on detailed beginnings. Well, detailed anything actually. ^^
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Dragons in Frisco
By: Tonkuro
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"Merle! Run!" Van cried as another explosion rang out close to him. The young, now fallen king of Fanelia covered his ears and winced, the heat of the burning castle causing sweat to drop off his creased brow.
A whimper escaped Merle's mouth as she ran to the gates leading to the forest. Smoke pushed out of the opening doors, and the smell of it stayed in her cinnamon colored fur. Within seconds, the catgirl was racing through the trees, praying that Van was following close in suit.
Van hoisted the unconvious Celena over his shoulder. Her back was bleeding from where it had been split open, causing her green dress to change a gross color of brown. If she didn't get help, she'd soon end up like her dead brother who lay in front of the two. The cause of the injury was ghastly...
His eye caught something coming toward him through the flames. Five silhouettes were beginning to form, coming closer. Van growled. The ones who'd killed Allen; the one killing Celena...
"Dilandau! Stop this, NOW!" Van yelled as the lead of the Dragon Slayers and his followers ran toward and poast him and Celena. Dilandau turned his head and glared at Van.
"I'm not doing this, you fool!" he snapped. With that, the fair skinned boy was out of sight. Van stamped his foot and began to sprint toward the burning forest. He was almost there...
"Gah!" Van fell to the ground. His neck was searing hot pain. What just happened? He looked up weakly, and his eyes narrowed. A dark shadow stood above him, smiling. Then, it opened its mouth.
"Gaea may be done, but you aren't."
A weak scream escaped Van as the pain spread into his head. He began to feel dizzy. The shadow disappeared, and darkness overtook him.
***
It was finally beginning to warm up. That made Hitomi happy. In her opinion, America was too cold. Maybe it was just that San Francisco was too coastal and that made it cold. She didn't know. Thinking about it made her homesick.
A sad sigh escaped Hitomi's pale lips. God, she missed Japan. If it weren't for the fiasco in Gaea, she may have still there for college. But coming here had been her choice. Three year had passed, and she still couldn't get the experience of Gaea out of her head. She had to start over. It was her last hope to erase the memories.
The sad look on Hitomi's face caught her friend's attention. "Are you all right" Hitomi's friend asked. The question sent her back to reality, and to the the smalle coffee shop the two were in. She merely nodded.
Torrence was one of the few good things Hitomi gained by coming here. She was 18, the same age as Hitomi. She was also quite only about 4'10", and had outrageous flipped out hair, dyed a shade of loavender, which didn't go with her chocolate brown eyes all that well. Torrence had to be one of the funniest people Hitomi had the pleasure of knowing however, what with her sarcasm and witty commentary on anything the two saw.
"Well, you sure don't seem like it. You look like a prison mate who didn't get his daily lovin'," Torrence replied, putting money down on the table and getting up. Hitomi laughed softly as the two walked toward the door. The misty air cooled her face.
"Are we going back to your place? I have no classes today." Torrence shrugged.
"Yeah, sure. I rented out some movies we can watch. Got this cool one about a guy with wings who falls in love with this girl from Mars." Hitomi froze for a moment inside. It reminded her of...
"I don't see why anyone would buy into a guy with wings. It's ridiculous," said Hitomi. Torrence eyeballed her as they walked up a steep sidewalk.
"Umm, you the one who said you met someone who has wings, you crazy girl, you."
"Yeah, well you know I was just jokin' about that."
Something in the foggy sky caught the girls' eyes. Yellow and red lights were spinning around. They grew bigger, then smaller, and then moved. Hitomi took in a shallow breath. That wasn't right... her vibes never betrayed her.
"What the fuck is that?" Torrence asked as she cocked an eyebrow under her orange headband. Her eyes widened slightly, almost in interest, as she saw the lights drop above her apartment. Before they dropped, however, they disappeared.
"I... I think we should hurry," Hitomi said shakilly.
"Why? That scares you? It's probably just some spotlights, you worry too much Hitomi," Torrence replied. But the other girl didn't listen. Hitomi began to spring toward Torrence's apartment. A familiar ache grew in her chest as she began up the stairs to the third floor. She skid across the right hallway, thankful she was wearing her old track shoes. Reaching for the handle, she turned it, and...
It was locked. And Torrence had the key. Hastilly, Hitomi knelt down and looked through the bottom crack of the door. There was nothing but a sand-colored glove obstructed her view of the living room. Hitomi's green eyes widened. Could it be? After all this time? Was it even possible?
"Hitomi!" Torrence shouted, out of breath. "What the hell's with you?! It's just an apartment dude" She fumbled in her purse for her key, grabbed it and unlocked the door. Hitomi rushed through the door.
Nothing. It was the same humdrum apartment. The glove was just laythere, however. Hitomi bit her lip and didn't pick it up. 'I'm such an idiot,' she thought. She felt a hand on her shoulder.
"See? Now sit down, I'll go get the movies," Torrence said. Hitomi sighed and flopped down on the red leather couch. She tried to stop tears from welling up.
Meanwhile, Torrence was walking to her rom. Humming in her resonant voice, she hung her purse on the doorknob and switched on the light. What she saw were six boys and two girls, all sprawled about her room.
"Holy crap! Hitomi!"
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Yeah, pretty short and sweet, but I wanted to get into the story part of it. I'm not big on detailed beginnings. Well, detailed anything actually. ^^