This story was not based on real events and characters. Well, except for
the names, which I took from classmates, band mates, relatives, etc.
The Reed: Chapter 6
The Fellowship watched as flames engulfed The Reed without seeming to have any effect on it. Using a pair of tongs they had snitched from the school kitchen, Corinne picked up The Reed and dropped it into Joel's hand as the rest of the group surrounded her to make sure that she would not take off with it.
The flautist winced, but a moment later discovered that The Reed wasn't hot at all. Suddenly, it started to glow, and the Fellowship gathered round as words began to appear on its wooden surface.
"It kind of looks a bit like Chinese... but from this angle it's more like Tamil..."
The words twisted and turned, and changed to readable English which Ariel read aloud.
"The Reed Copyright 2002 D.A.S. ...Plagiarize and d..." The piccolo player was cut off in mid-sentence as the killer split apart into two separate pieces.
"It broke?"
"No. Watch."
And they did, as each half grew out into a new reed, identical to and probably just as dangerous as the original.
"No..."
"Yes. Can't you see? With this ability, we can be rich. We can sell everlasting reeds to anyone who wants it at no expense to ourselves. All I need is for you to hand me The Reed.
"But what's the point, if whoever uses it is going to die? You know what? I think the Power of the Reed is getting to you."
"'The Power of the Reed?' What d'you think this is? Lord of the Rings? We can't be completely sure that everyone who uses it will die! It was most probably a coincidence or something that its previous two users happened to get killed."
"You forgot that one more was injured."
Corinne shrugged.
"Well, maybe you're right," Joel said, looking at her. "It might have been a coincidence. Where'd you say The Reed was made?"
"At my parent's lab in the supply shop. You know, the one at Mt. Melo Drive..."
Joel gave a wry smile.
"Thanks."
Then, Reeds in hand, he took off running, the Fellowship at his heels and Corinne in pursuit.
To Be Continued...
I might not be updating for a while, because I've got to finish my holiday homework. How can the teachers do this to me? Holidays are meant for band practice, writing fanfics, band camp, watching movies, band concert, reading fanfics, more band practice and walking aimlessly around the house. Not homework. Sigh...
The Reed: Chapter 6
The Fellowship watched as flames engulfed The Reed without seeming to have any effect on it. Using a pair of tongs they had snitched from the school kitchen, Corinne picked up The Reed and dropped it into Joel's hand as the rest of the group surrounded her to make sure that she would not take off with it.
The flautist winced, but a moment later discovered that The Reed wasn't hot at all. Suddenly, it started to glow, and the Fellowship gathered round as words began to appear on its wooden surface.
"It kind of looks a bit like Chinese... but from this angle it's more like Tamil..."
The words twisted and turned, and changed to readable English which Ariel read aloud.
"The Reed Copyright 2002 D.A.S. ...Plagiarize and d..." The piccolo player was cut off in mid-sentence as the killer split apart into two separate pieces.
"It broke?"
"No. Watch."
And they did, as each half grew out into a new reed, identical to and probably just as dangerous as the original.
"No..."
"Yes. Can't you see? With this ability, we can be rich. We can sell everlasting reeds to anyone who wants it at no expense to ourselves. All I need is for you to hand me The Reed.
"But what's the point, if whoever uses it is going to die? You know what? I think the Power of the Reed is getting to you."
"'The Power of the Reed?' What d'you think this is? Lord of the Rings? We can't be completely sure that everyone who uses it will die! It was most probably a coincidence or something that its previous two users happened to get killed."
"You forgot that one more was injured."
Corinne shrugged.
"Well, maybe you're right," Joel said, looking at her. "It might have been a coincidence. Where'd you say The Reed was made?"
"At my parent's lab in the supply shop. You know, the one at Mt. Melo Drive..."
Joel gave a wry smile.
"Thanks."
Then, Reeds in hand, he took off running, the Fellowship at his heels and Corinne in pursuit.
To Be Continued...
I might not be updating for a while, because I've got to finish my holiday homework. How can the teachers do this to me? Holidays are meant for band practice, writing fanfics, band camp, watching movies, band concert, reading fanfics, more band practice and walking aimlessly around the house. Not homework. Sigh...