Chapter Four - Soon I'm Gonna Be A Jedi
SWOOSH. SPLAT. KABOOM. In a flash, the Shadow disappeared into a big pile of burbling hot black liquid.
"Damn, I wanted to kill it," I whined miserably. But when I looked up to see what had killed it, a stepped back a little bit. In it's place was a sky-blue falcon, but with a human shape. So, in other words, it looked like a human covered in feathers with two magnificent black, feathery wings sprouting froms its back.
"What the..." I immediately blurted out, awed by its beauty. It seemed to actually give off its own light, and looked like a angel in perfect form. It made a soft humming noise, sweet and melodic to the ears. I stared into its hawk-like eyes. They were a eerie bluish-green, and were like endless pools of water. I immediately recognized those eyes......
"No way! Alcapacien!? It... can't be!" I said without thinking, but to my surprise, the strange creature shook its head. With a blinding flash of light, I saw the creature change its shape into that of my best friend, Alcapacien. She had been my best friend at my school for many years.
She was always sought out by the boys, with her own sense of beauty. She had greenish-blue eyes, a slim, tall body, and long, brown, flowing hair. Many people said we look pretty much alike, except for the fact that I had black hair instead of brown, and purple eyes instead of green.
"Dang, this hasta be a dream." I said to her as she walked over to me.
"Looking as gothic as usual, I see?" she responded sarcasticaly, ignoring my last comment.
"Heh, you know me, gotta love them red and blacks." I said and winked. "I didn't expect you to be in my dream too, though." I said softly to myself, but she heard it.
"What dream?" she asked quizzically.
"Uhh... the one I'm having right now."
"Your not dreaming." she said, in a unusually serious tone.
"Yeah right I'm not."
"Your not."
"Prove it," I challenged her.
"Fine," she snapped back, and speedily pulled out a sleek katana out of a sheath on her back. Granted, I was pretty damn surprised since she had no record of being violent, or fast. Hastily, she slashed at me with amazing power, which sent me flying back several yards. I immediately felt a white lash of pain across my shoulders, and felt warm blood seep down into my shirt.
"Some friend you are," I said as I grabbed onto my wound. "Wait a sec..... arn't dreams supposed to not hurt? Ooooh crap." I said with immediate fear, like I had felt before. I got up as I felt my gash slowly heal as the skin recovered itself rapidly and the blood went back into my chest. I guess at that moment I had ignored the fact that my body has just regenerated itself. "Ok, so this isn't a dream. So how exactly did we get here?" I asked, curious to know the knowledge she offered. "And how come you can transform into a demon?" She walked past me and gazed into the waters of the fountain.
"Well, I think it has something to do with that ring of yours, and for your second question, I dunno. When I woke up since I had fallen into a state of unconciousness, I found myself in that demon form, inside a library filled to the brim with books. So, I did a little light reading, and found some information about our situation. Then I heard some shouts, which I immediately recognized as yours, and flew off to your rescue." she answered back, taking a break to breathe a little.
"Okay then. Rrright. So let me just soak all this in... hey, wait a sec! Playing the hero again I see? Too many fantasy books for you. Anyways, its all got something to do with this ring, huh?" I said as I felt my eyes slide their gaze towards the ring I always wore on my right hand. The 'demon's blood' ring. "I know what happened!" I screamed all of a sudden, surprising my friend.
"What happened?" she answered, curious to know what I had discovered.
"I remember a while ago, I was playing that game, ya know? Devil May Cry. Remember, the one I was so eager to show you? Well, I was battling this big spider-thing, also called the Phantom, and said 'I wish I was in there so I could kick your spider-ass,' or something like that, and BOOM! I was unconsious."
She nodded.
"It all makes perfect sense. I read the guide for that game, 'cause you let me borrow it, remember? That's why I can change into a demon. We must be half-blooded or something like that. Just like Dante. And ya know what? I betcha you can change too." she replied coolly.
"Well, lets hope so. After seeing that Shadow, I could say we might need that ability pretty badly. So, what are we gonna do next, oh-so-wise Obi Wan? Your the expert here." I replied, prying at her annoyance, which was fun as hell to unleash.
"You were the one playing the game, and beating it I might add. And that also read the whole guide in 10 minutes. You lead the way. And don't make fun of my love of Star Wars again." she said and grinned evilly.
"I can't promise anything, but ya, I'll play leader for now, Obi Wan," I said and grinned back.
SWOOSH. SPLAT. KABOOM. In a flash, the Shadow disappeared into a big pile of burbling hot black liquid.
"Damn, I wanted to kill it," I whined miserably. But when I looked up to see what had killed it, a stepped back a little bit. In it's place was a sky-blue falcon, but with a human shape. So, in other words, it looked like a human covered in feathers with two magnificent black, feathery wings sprouting froms its back.
"What the..." I immediately blurted out, awed by its beauty. It seemed to actually give off its own light, and looked like a angel in perfect form. It made a soft humming noise, sweet and melodic to the ears. I stared into its hawk-like eyes. They were a eerie bluish-green, and were like endless pools of water. I immediately recognized those eyes......
"No way! Alcapacien!? It... can't be!" I said without thinking, but to my surprise, the strange creature shook its head. With a blinding flash of light, I saw the creature change its shape into that of my best friend, Alcapacien. She had been my best friend at my school for many years.
She was always sought out by the boys, with her own sense of beauty. She had greenish-blue eyes, a slim, tall body, and long, brown, flowing hair. Many people said we look pretty much alike, except for the fact that I had black hair instead of brown, and purple eyes instead of green.
"Dang, this hasta be a dream." I said to her as she walked over to me.
"Looking as gothic as usual, I see?" she responded sarcasticaly, ignoring my last comment.
"Heh, you know me, gotta love them red and blacks." I said and winked. "I didn't expect you to be in my dream too, though." I said softly to myself, but she heard it.
"What dream?" she asked quizzically.
"Uhh... the one I'm having right now."
"Your not dreaming." she said, in a unusually serious tone.
"Yeah right I'm not."
"Your not."
"Prove it," I challenged her.
"Fine," she snapped back, and speedily pulled out a sleek katana out of a sheath on her back. Granted, I was pretty damn surprised since she had no record of being violent, or fast. Hastily, she slashed at me with amazing power, which sent me flying back several yards. I immediately felt a white lash of pain across my shoulders, and felt warm blood seep down into my shirt.
"Some friend you are," I said as I grabbed onto my wound. "Wait a sec..... arn't dreams supposed to not hurt? Ooooh crap." I said with immediate fear, like I had felt before. I got up as I felt my gash slowly heal as the skin recovered itself rapidly and the blood went back into my chest. I guess at that moment I had ignored the fact that my body has just regenerated itself. "Ok, so this isn't a dream. So how exactly did we get here?" I asked, curious to know the knowledge she offered. "And how come you can transform into a demon?" She walked past me and gazed into the waters of the fountain.
"Well, I think it has something to do with that ring of yours, and for your second question, I dunno. When I woke up since I had fallen into a state of unconciousness, I found myself in that demon form, inside a library filled to the brim with books. So, I did a little light reading, and found some information about our situation. Then I heard some shouts, which I immediately recognized as yours, and flew off to your rescue." she answered back, taking a break to breathe a little.
"Okay then. Rrright. So let me just soak all this in... hey, wait a sec! Playing the hero again I see? Too many fantasy books for you. Anyways, its all got something to do with this ring, huh?" I said as I felt my eyes slide their gaze towards the ring I always wore on my right hand. The 'demon's blood' ring. "I know what happened!" I screamed all of a sudden, surprising my friend.
"What happened?" she answered, curious to know what I had discovered.
"I remember a while ago, I was playing that game, ya know? Devil May Cry. Remember, the one I was so eager to show you? Well, I was battling this big spider-thing, also called the Phantom, and said 'I wish I was in there so I could kick your spider-ass,' or something like that, and BOOM! I was unconsious."
She nodded.
"It all makes perfect sense. I read the guide for that game, 'cause you let me borrow it, remember? That's why I can change into a demon. We must be half-blooded or something like that. Just like Dante. And ya know what? I betcha you can change too." she replied coolly.
"Well, lets hope so. After seeing that Shadow, I could say we might need that ability pretty badly. So, what are we gonna do next, oh-so-wise Obi Wan? Your the expert here." I replied, prying at her annoyance, which was fun as hell to unleash.
"You were the one playing the game, and beating it I might add. And that also read the whole guide in 10 minutes. You lead the way. And don't make fun of my love of Star Wars again." she said and grinned evilly.
"I can't promise anything, but ya, I'll play leader for now, Obi Wan," I said and grinned back.