I can hardly read this without cringing. This chapter is long, boring,
and...yeah. It could probably be summarized into three sentences.
But enough bashing my chapter. Time to review the reviews! ^^
I feel so very special, by the way! Four reviews, and I just put this fic
up yesterday! Yesterday! I was preparing to wait much longer. I'm
happy.^___^
Dekka: Thank chu for welcoming me! ^^ Yes, the Underground doesn't treat Vin with much respect...second time I played, I wanted to hurt Torn for him saying "Vin's pathetic hide." -_-"Grr. Eva Kasumi: Yes, Naughty Dog shall bring Vin back in the third game. Unless they want to deal with me. –__-"Slow? You like slow, try this chapter. XD Very slow. Like...molasses... Thanks for the spell check! I always write too fast. Especially at 1:00 at night. I can send you the next non-edited chapter...but it's not quite done yet. Snowy Fox: Thankies for spell-checking! ^^ Like I've said, write too fast. Hey, I've seen you, when I review Krin's stories. Hi! x)
Now...to the most boring chapter ever. *snores* It's in the metal head nest...with Kor...the only character besides Krew that I loathe. LOOOOATHE!
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In a place far from the place Vin slept, though not entirely far enough away fro comfort, one being did not sleep. It was questioned if the beast ever slept, though no one spoke of it for long. The Krimzon Guards made sure of that.
This place was outside the sturdy walls of Haven, one would have to travel by Hellcat just to reach it. It was a dank place, sun never seeming to smile here, even in the daytime. In one part of the island, there was a large cavern, one room, on entrance. The walls were high, and lathered with unidentifiable ooze. From the ceiling of the damp cave hung a large something, and, with the lack of light in this dismal place, it was hard to tell exactly what.
The dark mass began to twitch, sending vibrations to the walls. The mass was held to the stone by several long, revolting strands of slime. Though they looked feeble, they easily held the dark beast above the ground. The mass twitched again, causing a few loose pebbles to dislodge from the top of the cavern, and hit the floor with a small clack.
Out of the darkness shone two yellow slits, glowing ominously. They opened wide with a creaking sound, and two moons floated in the darkness, slowly pivoting, surveying the scene as though skeptical.
And the mass began to transfigure, mutating out of its previously curled form. Scorpion-like legs scraped the stone floor with the wretched screech of metal on stone. The legs moved, all merely brushing the floor, though the beast began to move them forward and back, almost rhythmically. The squeak filled the previously silent air, ear-splitting and horrible.
Out of the darkness, another light source exploded, brighter by ten times than the glowing yellow orbs. It was between the two, a little higher than them. It was the same hue, though more magnificent in its light. If any mortal had viewed such a show, they might have been both deaf and blind. But no creatures like Vin dare travel near this cavern. If any even showed the courage to leave the barriers of Haven, they would not come here.
The cavern, the stones, the very earth radiated an evil as tangible as the beast itself. And it was just as well. To travel to this nest, (as that's what it was) would be suicide.
The radiant, evil beauty of the newly revealed golden light shone done in mystifying patterns on the stone floor. As the act progressed, another oddity was added. The floor itself—was moving. The floor, though dim from lack of real light, never had seemed quite so dark. The feeling of tangible evil recurred, as the black mass of a floor shifted and twisted, becoming shapes inhuman and horrifying.
A leg, a claw, the glint of a metal plate sunk in and out of view, roiled beneath the surface. From the right of the cavern, amongst the twisting turmoil, a fourth light blinked on. Its shade paled in comparison to the grand centerpiece, yet acted as an alert to the rest. Near it, another light flickered, and another. Many at once, in a flurry of radiance and shifting black, more lights awakened to the night air.
The seemingly ceaseless screeching of the largest one's legs continued, a vibrant message to all. And, as quickly as it had started, all movement stopped. The large cavern, once pitch black, was filled with the silent glow of numerous golden lights, all facing the large orchestrator. And as every detail in the cave became clear, a deep, guttural howl came from within the main.
The metal heads had awakened. Every crack and crevice in the slate walls, every solitary dribble of ooze from the ceiling was visible; it made it quite easy to see the Metal Head Leader, though why one would want to is beyond most. The jaws of the creature were fearsome, with a large underbite. Gray fangs jutted upwards, giving him an even more ruthless appearance. The entire body of the thing was a mystery of nature. Though the abdomen, legs, and tail seemed to resemble a rotting scorpion, the upper torso was strangely lizard-like. And just to add a bit more creepiness to the sight, a small touch of human could be seen, if you turned your head and squinted.
The beast's entire back was layered with armor plates, which screeched against each other sharply when he moved. The tail was also plated, and curved gently upwards, ending with a long, poisonous thorn, tip glistening in the light. To make certain the army of Hora-Quan had heard, their leader emitted another howl.
It was immediately followed by a chorus of answers, creatures lifting their heads high at the cry. The Leader parted his jaws once more, and bellowed out a series of grunts and groans. Though able, Kor disliked using Vin's species' language. He preferred the racket created by the metal head's tongue. He bellowed the orders to his army once more.
"No longer shall we be restricted by the city's walls," he called out, breathing heavily, "We shall break the walls..." He narrowed his eyes slowly. "Tonight."
At the deep-throated words(though hardly words), the army shifted excitedly. He took another great, shuddering breath, straining the gelatinous strands from which he hung. His message complete, he spun to the side a few feet, eyes surveying his troops. His golden gaze landed on two Grunts. Grunts weren't the most brilliant metal heads, but what they lacked in smarts they made up for in viciousness and bloodlust.
"You. Scout." He commanded, pupilless eyes pinned on the pair.
The two snarled in response, metal-covered limbs pawing the stone earth anxiously. Kor gave a small shake of his bulbous head, and the two turned tail and stalked off through the masses. They were prepared to infiltrate Haven, an easy task.
The metal head army was ready. ____________________
I have nothing to say, except: I told you so! Boring...yes...molasses...slow...eyelids heavy.... As always, reviews are appreciated and loved!
Dekka: Thank chu for welcoming me! ^^ Yes, the Underground doesn't treat Vin with much respect...second time I played, I wanted to hurt Torn for him saying "Vin's pathetic hide." -_-"Grr. Eva Kasumi: Yes, Naughty Dog shall bring Vin back in the third game. Unless they want to deal with me. –__-"Slow? You like slow, try this chapter. XD Very slow. Like...molasses... Thanks for the spell check! I always write too fast. Especially at 1:00 at night. I can send you the next non-edited chapter...but it's not quite done yet. Snowy Fox: Thankies for spell-checking! ^^ Like I've said, write too fast. Hey, I've seen you, when I review Krin's stories. Hi! x)
Now...to the most boring chapter ever. *snores* It's in the metal head nest...with Kor...the only character besides Krew that I loathe. LOOOOATHE!
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In a place far from the place Vin slept, though not entirely far enough away fro comfort, one being did not sleep. It was questioned if the beast ever slept, though no one spoke of it for long. The Krimzon Guards made sure of that.
This place was outside the sturdy walls of Haven, one would have to travel by Hellcat just to reach it. It was a dank place, sun never seeming to smile here, even in the daytime. In one part of the island, there was a large cavern, one room, on entrance. The walls were high, and lathered with unidentifiable ooze. From the ceiling of the damp cave hung a large something, and, with the lack of light in this dismal place, it was hard to tell exactly what.
The dark mass began to twitch, sending vibrations to the walls. The mass was held to the stone by several long, revolting strands of slime. Though they looked feeble, they easily held the dark beast above the ground. The mass twitched again, causing a few loose pebbles to dislodge from the top of the cavern, and hit the floor with a small clack.
Out of the darkness shone two yellow slits, glowing ominously. They opened wide with a creaking sound, and two moons floated in the darkness, slowly pivoting, surveying the scene as though skeptical.
And the mass began to transfigure, mutating out of its previously curled form. Scorpion-like legs scraped the stone floor with the wretched screech of metal on stone. The legs moved, all merely brushing the floor, though the beast began to move them forward and back, almost rhythmically. The squeak filled the previously silent air, ear-splitting and horrible.
Out of the darkness, another light source exploded, brighter by ten times than the glowing yellow orbs. It was between the two, a little higher than them. It was the same hue, though more magnificent in its light. If any mortal had viewed such a show, they might have been both deaf and blind. But no creatures like Vin dare travel near this cavern. If any even showed the courage to leave the barriers of Haven, they would not come here.
The cavern, the stones, the very earth radiated an evil as tangible as the beast itself. And it was just as well. To travel to this nest, (as that's what it was) would be suicide.
The radiant, evil beauty of the newly revealed golden light shone done in mystifying patterns on the stone floor. As the act progressed, another oddity was added. The floor itself—was moving. The floor, though dim from lack of real light, never had seemed quite so dark. The feeling of tangible evil recurred, as the black mass of a floor shifted and twisted, becoming shapes inhuman and horrifying.
A leg, a claw, the glint of a metal plate sunk in and out of view, roiled beneath the surface. From the right of the cavern, amongst the twisting turmoil, a fourth light blinked on. Its shade paled in comparison to the grand centerpiece, yet acted as an alert to the rest. Near it, another light flickered, and another. Many at once, in a flurry of radiance and shifting black, more lights awakened to the night air.
The seemingly ceaseless screeching of the largest one's legs continued, a vibrant message to all. And, as quickly as it had started, all movement stopped. The large cavern, once pitch black, was filled with the silent glow of numerous golden lights, all facing the large orchestrator. And as every detail in the cave became clear, a deep, guttural howl came from within the main.
The metal heads had awakened. Every crack and crevice in the slate walls, every solitary dribble of ooze from the ceiling was visible; it made it quite easy to see the Metal Head Leader, though why one would want to is beyond most. The jaws of the creature were fearsome, with a large underbite. Gray fangs jutted upwards, giving him an even more ruthless appearance. The entire body of the thing was a mystery of nature. Though the abdomen, legs, and tail seemed to resemble a rotting scorpion, the upper torso was strangely lizard-like. And just to add a bit more creepiness to the sight, a small touch of human could be seen, if you turned your head and squinted.
The beast's entire back was layered with armor plates, which screeched against each other sharply when he moved. The tail was also plated, and curved gently upwards, ending with a long, poisonous thorn, tip glistening in the light. To make certain the army of Hora-Quan had heard, their leader emitted another howl.
It was immediately followed by a chorus of answers, creatures lifting their heads high at the cry. The Leader parted his jaws once more, and bellowed out a series of grunts and groans. Though able, Kor disliked using Vin's species' language. He preferred the racket created by the metal head's tongue. He bellowed the orders to his army once more.
"No longer shall we be restricted by the city's walls," he called out, breathing heavily, "We shall break the walls..." He narrowed his eyes slowly. "Tonight."
At the deep-throated words(though hardly words), the army shifted excitedly. He took another great, shuddering breath, straining the gelatinous strands from which he hung. His message complete, he spun to the side a few feet, eyes surveying his troops. His golden gaze landed on two Grunts. Grunts weren't the most brilliant metal heads, but what they lacked in smarts they made up for in viciousness and bloodlust.
"You. Scout." He commanded, pupilless eyes pinned on the pair.
The two snarled in response, metal-covered limbs pawing the stone earth anxiously. Kor gave a small shake of his bulbous head, and the two turned tail and stalked off through the masses. They were prepared to infiltrate Haven, an easy task.
The metal head army was ready. ____________________
I have nothing to say, except: I told you so! Boring...yes...molasses...slow...eyelids heavy.... As always, reviews are appreciated and loved!