It's about time I got this up.
I'm so glad that someone other than Chasm and me are in this war now. *cackles* But I'll do with that at the end of the chapter.
I wish you guys could have read that "Psycho Dyne" story. The entire middle of it got chopped out, so I was p'ed.
On with this chapter anyways.
Chapter 8 Demitri's Turn. . .
Demi looked at his surroundings. One minute, he'd been walking along behind Dante and Schala, and suddenly, something bizarre happened.
His body had felt tired and his eyes shut. He felt as if his body was moving fast. He'd wanted to see what was happening to him, but his eyes wouldn't open.
Finally, the falling ended and his body felt as if it floated softly to the ground. He opened his eyes, but found himself in a completely different place.
"Where am I?" Demi thought. "Am I dreaming. . ? Did I fall asleep, or what?"
Rather that standing on the broken stone ground, Demi was standing on a concrete sidewalk. There were numerous buildings around, and a two lane street off to his left. He couldn't quite place it, but this place was very familiar. . . He slowly began off, weary of his surroundings.
"Where's Dante and Schala?" He thought. They had been only feet in front of him, now they had completely vanished.
Demi saw an older man come out of a nearby shop. Demi ran over to question him. "Sir?" He asked, tapping the man's shoulder.
The man turned. He looked normal. . .just an ordinary human. . . "Yes, young man?"
"Ummm. . . have you seen a man around here? White hair, red coat? He's got a bid sword on his back."
The man gave Demi a funny look. "I'm sorry. . .I'd surely remember seeing a man like that."
Demi sighed. "'Kay, thanks, sir." He turned and began jogging down the sidewalk.
"Yeah, if I saw Dante walking down the street, all geared up, I'd think he was a maniac. . ." Demi thought with a laugh. But then it hit him. He stopped jogging and walked. "Wait a minute. . ." Demi reached at his back to touch the butt of his sword. It was there. He looked around and saw a few people, walking down the street, ignoring him. When Demi was younger, he could never walk down the street with out at least one person staring at him. If a 19 year old walks down the street with silver hair and a sword, someone's gonna stare.
"Why isn't anyone looking at me? Something's up. . ." He thought, continuing walking.
"Yo! Demitri!" Someone yelled from behind Demi. It was a familiar voice.
Demi spun around to see a young man, a bit younger than him running his way. Demi stared at him in shock. Now he knew why this place was so familiar; it was his old home town, where he'd been living with Marcus.
"What's going on here?!" Demi thought in surprise.
The boy finally got up to Demi, out of breath. "Hey, where the hell are you going?" He huffed.
"Ch-Chase?!" Demitri studdered.
Chase put his arms out. "Yeah! Who else would it be?!" He laughed.
"B-b-but you're-" Demi stammered. "IS this a dream?!" He thought.
Chase put his hand on Demi's shoulder. "You're gonna show us some new techniques today, right?"
Demitri snapped out of his train of thought. "Oh, yeah. . .sure."
"Great, come on!" Chase said, grabbing Demitri's hand. He ran, dragging Demi down the sidewalk.
"Something is seriously messed up here. . . This HAS to be a dream. . ." Demi continued thinking.
Chase pulled Demi to a tall, wooden fence. He unlatched a small gate and dragged him in.
Inside, was a small basketball court. Three guys were sitting around, a look of boredom on each of their faces. They looked Demi's way and smiled.
"Awright!" One yelled. "The entertainment's arrived!"
"Sweet! Show us that technique you wanted to show us yesterday!"
Demi's jaw dropped. These were his friends, the one's he'd had only a few years ago. It was unbelievable that they were now standing before him, when he knew the were no longer around.
One of them, brown haired named Dan, jumped up and gave a whoop. "Come on man! Show us somethin' new!"
Demitri, not sure what to think, came into the middle of the court. "This is just a dream. . ." He told himself. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to mess around."
Demi stood silently in the court. He slowly took out his sword and twirled it around. Feeling more at ease, he began many different techniques. The moves were so smooth and quick that it looked more like a dance than anything.
As he continued, a voice hissed in Demi's head. "Remember these times. . ." it said in a feminine tone. Demi froze in place and looked around, slowly.
Chase cocked his head. "Yo, what's wrong?"
The voice cracked into Demi's mind again. "because now, they are gone. . ."
Suddenly, the sky darkened. Everyone in the court gazed up at it. The clouds were almost black and swirled mysteriously. As they did, the sky only darkened more, and the air became still.
"What the hell?" Demi whispered.
Kah! I'll leave you with that. Maybe I'll have the next chapter soon. Remember to review. But now, to make up for lost time.
-------------------- The PYRO WAR CONTINUES!! ------------------
Burry: (Looks around at her opponents.) What do I have? Three or four now? Zelly, Chasm, Busta and Arson. . . HEH!
Dyne: God, when does this end?
Burry: Well, I'm not out of ideas yet, so not for a while. ^__^ (Reaches into a bag and pulls out something.) Time to add some chaos. . . (Throws a handful of strawberries and a cantaloupe at Arson) Catch boy!
Chasm: (Looks over at Burry, surprised) Are you frickin' nuts?!?!
Burry: Huh? What's so bad about that? Ya never know, he might be on our side now.
Chasm: (Whips out a fire extinguisher) Whose side? We don't have any sides. And he'll go random anyways!!
Burry: (Trying to talk her way out of getting sprayed) No! We need sides. If we want to live through Bustas flaming veggies, we'll have to work together!
Chasm: (Thinks over the proposal.) You have a good point. . .
Arson: (Has just chomped down the strawberries and the whole cantaloupe. . .) Hwahahahahahah!!!!!!!
Zelly: (Heads for the hills)
Dyne: (Hauls ass too)
Burry: I've got an idea!!! (Pulls out a blitzball and does elemental reels to get all fire. Chucks the flaming ball at Arson and bops him in the head) Yes!
Arson: (Doesn't budge, and glares at Burry.) Fire can't hurt me! (Come's running at her)
Burry: I don't think so!! (Pulls out the good old Bahamut Zero materia, which blows Arson far, far away.)
Busta: Aw, fiddlesticks. . .
Chasm: Now, Busta, you're ours. . .
Burry: (Whips out a sword) I'll now summon the greatest warrior of all time!!
Sephiroth: What the hell am I doing here?!?!
Chasm: Oh, crap. . .
Busta: (Ready to piss herself) We'll continue this later!
Burry: (Jumps onto Busta) Oh no you don't!! I'll make you suffer! (Puts a dress on Busta.)
Busta: (Overcome with rage, can't move. Faints.)
Chasm: (Turns to Burry) Now, back to you. . .(Whips out the extinguisher again and hoses her down)
Burry: Damn you. . .
I'll leave it with that. Do whatever horrible things you can think of! I can take it like a man!
I'm so glad that someone other than Chasm and me are in this war now. *cackles* But I'll do with that at the end of the chapter.
I wish you guys could have read that "Psycho Dyne" story. The entire middle of it got chopped out, so I was p'ed.
On with this chapter anyways.
Chapter 8 Demitri's Turn. . .
Demi looked at his surroundings. One minute, he'd been walking along behind Dante and Schala, and suddenly, something bizarre happened.
His body had felt tired and his eyes shut. He felt as if his body was moving fast. He'd wanted to see what was happening to him, but his eyes wouldn't open.
Finally, the falling ended and his body felt as if it floated softly to the ground. He opened his eyes, but found himself in a completely different place.
"Where am I?" Demi thought. "Am I dreaming. . ? Did I fall asleep, or what?"
Rather that standing on the broken stone ground, Demi was standing on a concrete sidewalk. There were numerous buildings around, and a two lane street off to his left. He couldn't quite place it, but this place was very familiar. . . He slowly began off, weary of his surroundings.
"Where's Dante and Schala?" He thought. They had been only feet in front of him, now they had completely vanished.
Demi saw an older man come out of a nearby shop. Demi ran over to question him. "Sir?" He asked, tapping the man's shoulder.
The man turned. He looked normal. . .just an ordinary human. . . "Yes, young man?"
"Ummm. . . have you seen a man around here? White hair, red coat? He's got a bid sword on his back."
The man gave Demi a funny look. "I'm sorry. . .I'd surely remember seeing a man like that."
Demi sighed. "'Kay, thanks, sir." He turned and began jogging down the sidewalk.
"Yeah, if I saw Dante walking down the street, all geared up, I'd think he was a maniac. . ." Demi thought with a laugh. But then it hit him. He stopped jogging and walked. "Wait a minute. . ." Demi reached at his back to touch the butt of his sword. It was there. He looked around and saw a few people, walking down the street, ignoring him. When Demi was younger, he could never walk down the street with out at least one person staring at him. If a 19 year old walks down the street with silver hair and a sword, someone's gonna stare.
"Why isn't anyone looking at me? Something's up. . ." He thought, continuing walking.
"Yo! Demitri!" Someone yelled from behind Demi. It was a familiar voice.
Demi spun around to see a young man, a bit younger than him running his way. Demi stared at him in shock. Now he knew why this place was so familiar; it was his old home town, where he'd been living with Marcus.
"What's going on here?!" Demi thought in surprise.
The boy finally got up to Demi, out of breath. "Hey, where the hell are you going?" He huffed.
"Ch-Chase?!" Demitri studdered.
Chase put his arms out. "Yeah! Who else would it be?!" He laughed.
"B-b-but you're-" Demi stammered. "IS this a dream?!" He thought.
Chase put his hand on Demi's shoulder. "You're gonna show us some new techniques today, right?"
Demitri snapped out of his train of thought. "Oh, yeah. . .sure."
"Great, come on!" Chase said, grabbing Demitri's hand. He ran, dragging Demi down the sidewalk.
"Something is seriously messed up here. . . This HAS to be a dream. . ." Demi continued thinking.
Chase pulled Demi to a tall, wooden fence. He unlatched a small gate and dragged him in.
Inside, was a small basketball court. Three guys were sitting around, a look of boredom on each of their faces. They looked Demi's way and smiled.
"Awright!" One yelled. "The entertainment's arrived!"
"Sweet! Show us that technique you wanted to show us yesterday!"
Demi's jaw dropped. These were his friends, the one's he'd had only a few years ago. It was unbelievable that they were now standing before him, when he knew the were no longer around.
One of them, brown haired named Dan, jumped up and gave a whoop. "Come on man! Show us somethin' new!"
Demitri, not sure what to think, came into the middle of the court. "This is just a dream. . ." He told himself. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to mess around."
Demi stood silently in the court. He slowly took out his sword and twirled it around. Feeling more at ease, he began many different techniques. The moves were so smooth and quick that it looked more like a dance than anything.
As he continued, a voice hissed in Demi's head. "Remember these times. . ." it said in a feminine tone. Demi froze in place and looked around, slowly.
Chase cocked his head. "Yo, what's wrong?"
The voice cracked into Demi's mind again. "because now, they are gone. . ."
Suddenly, the sky darkened. Everyone in the court gazed up at it. The clouds were almost black and swirled mysteriously. As they did, the sky only darkened more, and the air became still.
"What the hell?" Demi whispered.
Kah! I'll leave you with that. Maybe I'll have the next chapter soon. Remember to review. But now, to make up for lost time.
-------------------- The PYRO WAR CONTINUES!! ------------------
Burry: (Looks around at her opponents.) What do I have? Three or four now? Zelly, Chasm, Busta and Arson. . . HEH!
Dyne: God, when does this end?
Burry: Well, I'm not out of ideas yet, so not for a while. ^__^ (Reaches into a bag and pulls out something.) Time to add some chaos. . . (Throws a handful of strawberries and a cantaloupe at Arson) Catch boy!
Chasm: (Looks over at Burry, surprised) Are you frickin' nuts?!?!
Burry: Huh? What's so bad about that? Ya never know, he might be on our side now.
Chasm: (Whips out a fire extinguisher) Whose side? We don't have any sides. And he'll go random anyways!!
Burry: (Trying to talk her way out of getting sprayed) No! We need sides. If we want to live through Bustas flaming veggies, we'll have to work together!
Chasm: (Thinks over the proposal.) You have a good point. . .
Arson: (Has just chomped down the strawberries and the whole cantaloupe. . .) Hwahahahahahah!!!!!!!
Zelly: (Heads for the hills)
Dyne: (Hauls ass too)
Burry: I've got an idea!!! (Pulls out a blitzball and does elemental reels to get all fire. Chucks the flaming ball at Arson and bops him in the head) Yes!
Arson: (Doesn't budge, and glares at Burry.) Fire can't hurt me! (Come's running at her)
Burry: I don't think so!! (Pulls out the good old Bahamut Zero materia, which blows Arson far, far away.)
Busta: Aw, fiddlesticks. . .
Chasm: Now, Busta, you're ours. . .
Burry: (Whips out a sword) I'll now summon the greatest warrior of all time!!
Sephiroth: What the hell am I doing here?!?!
Chasm: Oh, crap. . .
Busta: (Ready to piss herself) We'll continue this later!
Burry: (Jumps onto Busta) Oh no you don't!! I'll make you suffer! (Puts a dress on Busta.)
Busta: (Overcome with rage, can't move. Faints.)
Chasm: (Turns to Burry) Now, back to you. . .(Whips out the extinguisher again and hoses her down)
Burry: Damn you. . .
I'll leave it with that. Do whatever horrible things you can think of! I can take it like a man!