Ah, the need hit me again. This time during school! I know you must be
asking, well Tigereyes, why in God's great name are you in school?!?! And
the answer is simple. My father. No need to explain further.
Dpscythsln: when I read your review two things hit my mind. 1) he's such a guy. The second hit later, much later but it still came. 2) if I can't write a good fight scene, y the devil doesn't he help? So there. If you think I'm doin a shitty job, you can just sit online and help me like Kyle used to. K? ok.
Ok I'm off to writing.
Oh wait! By the way, I saw chronicles of riddick yesterday. Holy crap it was amazing! So much senseless violence AND mild cussing, it was my kind of movie! Vin Diesel was amazing! WoW!! Go see it now! What are you doing go now!
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When Trevor woke up that morning, he knew it was going to be one of those days. You know, the kind that just bite you in the ass and just keep biting and then proceed to hit you in the face. Getting out of bed wasn't on his priority list but he knew they'd come in and drag his sorry ass to class. So he rolled out of the bed and went to the shower.
When he started the water, it was a warm and steamy shower (much as the ones I've enjoyed before....). Though the instant that he stepped foot into the shower stall, the faucet turned to ice and water pressure sank. Trevor growled and finished his shower much quicker than he had intended to.
He threw on basketball shorts and a T-shirt on his way to breakfast. Arriving at the kitchen, he didn't even attempt entry. There were at least thirty kids, all under the age of ten, running around and eating everything in sight. Trevor sighed and moved on.
By now, Trevor was pretty agitated. He hadn't encountered anyone yet to unleash his frustrations on yet, leaving them to slowly pile up on themselves, magnifying his anger. Trevor walked outside, in hopes of quelling some of his anger.
There were a few boys, not much younger than him, which had shaken up cans of pop and were sticking pens in the tops. The hole would send a spray of the drink all over and they were having a water fight of sorts with them.
One of the boys mistakenly hit the pen in too hard sending a spray of root beer at Trevor. Normally, Trevor would laugh it off and grab a can and join in. Today, Trevor's anger got the best of him.
Sasha was running a cloth over her katana when she felt Trevor snap. It was a subtle feeling; like when your ears pop, annoying but not painful. She was up in an instant, her sword already gone.
"Ryan, it's happened sooner," she said to her quiet companion across the room. He nodded and rose, sheathing his large sword. His shape became fuzzy and hard for the eye to follow and then he was gone. Sasha's wind picked up and whisked her off to her recently insane friend.
Trevor was nearly on the sobbing child. The great bear's eyes were blind with rage as he sprinted; all he sensed was the child's fear. Trevor's paw drew back to smack the child and throw him across the lawn when something stopped him.
Eyesight came slowly back to him, but one thing was certain: this was not the little boy.
Sasha stood between Trevor and the boy and looked Trevor dead in the eyes. Her wings flared behind her, not threateningly but out of habit. She edged her mind in with the animals demanding order in Trevor's head. It was a tough battle for his mind, one that took quite a long time. Ryan stood behind her watching all of the rest of the newly formed ring of students around them.
Suddenly, Trevor collapsed on the ground with Sasha quickly following suit. Ryan was quick to catch her before she hit the ground. He looked at her questioningly. She nodded warily and stood shakily. Ryan's arm was still around her for support as she stood.
"I've got them restrained for now. I don't know how long its going to last but it's something," Sasha said attempting to get her strength back.
Sasha stood on her own and blinked slowly then cleared her throat. "I can't leave yet. Just give me a few and I'll be fine."
"Sasha? Sasha is it really you?" John asked carefully from behind her.
She turned and hugged him. "John! John I've missed you guys so much," she smiled up at him from his hug. She stepped back when he scowled at her.
"John?" she asked softly.
"You were gone for two weeks... You expect to just come back and everything will be cool? It's not! Christ Sasha! You LEFT us. I don't know if you can come back," he said, his volume and force decreasing as he went through his train of thought.
Sasha stepped back as if hit. Amber stepped up behind John and put her hand on his shoulder. She had a saddened expression but her words spoke otherwise.
"Trevor has been absolutely inconsolable and miserable since you disappeared one evening. Now you come back and he's gone insane. Then you look for a hug and forgiveness like nothing happened. I'm sorry, but a lot has happened. Just leave, just... go."
Sasha stepped back again, backing into Ryan. Her mouth hung open in shock and she had yet to blink.
"You... you want me to leave?" she asked when she had finished processing their words.
She was met with silence.
"Fine. Ryan, you're going to have to carry Trevor, I can't do both of us right now," she said with her bearings back.
Ryan nodded.
"What do you mean 'Ryan carry him'?" John asked stepping forward.
Sasha took a step between Ryan and John, blocking John's path to Trevor.
"He needs to come with us, if not, he will get worse. And I mean a lot worse," Sasha said sternly.
John could only blink when the wind picked up swiftly. When his eyes opened again, his best friend and the other two were missing.
"DAMN IT!!!" John screamed and fell to his knees. A light rain began to fall on them as the students began to disperse.
Sasha dropped to her knees when she appeared in the large room in her new home. She was breathing deeply, fighting the urge to cry. Ryan sighed and began to drag Trevor out of the room.
"Where are you going?" Sasha asked coldly.
"I'm taking him to Kiva. He's in charge of the animals. I figured he would know-"
"Know what? How to care for an animal? He's not an animal!" she began to yell.
"And that is precisely why he is in your charge now, Sasha," the master said as he walked in.
Sasha stared at him coldly.
"The boy is yours to control. I expect him to be ready for battle in a month," with that, the master left.
Sasha looked to Trevor. He was beginning to regain consciousness and it was already clear he was not in a good mood.
"Ryan, put him in the restraints on the wall. I don't think even I can keep him from killing when he wakes up," she said coldly while taking off her over shirt exposing her tank top.
Ryan nodded and silently did as she asked. Trevor was mumbling something by the time Ryan had him fully restrained. Sasha was untying her hair when Ryan put his hand on her shoulder reassuringly. He nodded and left, closing and bolting the door behind him.
The click of the bolt woke Trevor out of his stupor. His head snapped up and he let loose and inhuman roar. He fought against the restraints, causing the stone walls to emit dust at the cracks and seams.
Sasha quickly stepped up to Trevor. She rested her index finger over his mouth and he quieted. His frantic eyes calmed when he saw Sasha. She smiled at him. She removed her finger when he nodded.
"Sasha, oh Sasha where were you?" he asked in a raspy voice.
"I had to come here, if I didn't they would have, well no matter now I guess," she smiled weakly but it didn't last. "Can you feel it? What's happening?"
"Feel what? Why does my head hurt? Why won't they quiet down?" His eyes began to shift to the bear's.
"Trevor!" Sasha said holding his head in her hands, forcing him to look in her eyes. "Trevor you stay with me!"
She began to slip into his mind again, to separating the animals and calming one at a time. They were fighting Sasha's control and Trevor's mind was slowly slipping away from her grasp. In a last effort to stop him from slipping totally away from her, Sasha mentally grabbed several animals and dragged them out of his mind and into hers. She physically jerked backward when she had them and pulled out of his mind. Six animals fought in her head as she sat on the floor: the horse, the hawk, the wolf, the snake, the panther and the lynx.
Trevor's fight against the restraints ceased and he slumped against them. Sasha stood slowly.
"Trevor?" she asked.
He looked up at her. His usually clear dark brown eyes were clouded and lighter brown but he looked up with recognition.
"Good," she sighed. She unlatched him from the restraints and he sat down against the wall. She went to a closet in the corner of the room and pulled out several blankets and pillows. She set them down next to him and smiled.
"Sleep now, you must be wiped," she draped a blanket over him as he reached for the pillows. By the time she had reached the door, he was sound asleep.
Sasha knocked quietly on the door. The bolt clicked open and Ryan opened the door. He looked at Trevor sleeping silently in the corner of the room and looked at Sasha amazed.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing," he said as he closed and bolted the door behind her.
"I need to fight. Spar with me?" she asked.
"Any time," he said and began to walk down the hall.
Sasha tossed Ryan a quarterstaff and the lights went off.
"No lights?" he asked.
"Nah," she responded simply, "I need to get a lot out of my system. Don't go easy."
"I go easy?" Ryan muttered to himself in the darkness.
Sasha closed her eyes and began to breathe deeply. Almost instantaneously, Ryan leapt at her with his staff ready to pummel her into the ground. Sasha simply stepped aside and swept her staff along the ground, knocking Ryan's feet out from under him when he landed. Ryan flipped and instead of falling flat on his back, he landed lightly on his feet.
"Not bad," Sasha said stepping back.
Ryan just smiled in the darkness between his panting and he waited. Sasha ran at Ryan, poised to take his head off. In the last instant before contact, she leapt over him and struck him solidly in the back.
Ryan stumbled forward, dropping his staff. He was leaning forward, his hands on his knees. Sasha lowered her defensive stance and began to walk over to Ryan.
"You ok? I didn't mean to hit you that hard. Ryan?" she asked, getting closer all the while. When she was about three feet from him, Ryan picked up his staff and did a short and powerful sweep with it. He knocked her backward and sent her stick flying. Sasha's skid came to a stop several feet from where she was standing.
"OW!" she yelled simply.
"Shit! Sasha are you ok?" Ryan said trotting toward her. Sasha had wrapped her arms around her torso and was laying face up on the ground. Ryan looked down at her and she glared at him.
"Cheap shot!" she wheezed.
"I won," he said cheerfully, extending his hand to help her up.
Sasha spun her leg, sweeping his out from under him. Ryan fell hard on his back next to her. He coughed attempting to get the air back in his lungs.
"You called me a cheap shot?" he coughed.
"You started it," she said sitting up. She lifted her tank top and gingerly touched the large welt that was now forming across her torso.
"Wow, I'm glad I'm on your side," she muttered.
"You should see me with my magic, much better with that," he said sitting up.
She was about to respond when she felt Trevor waking.
"I need to go to him," she said standing. Ryan grabbed her hand.
"You need to remember now that he's not all human. He's a bear-sark. Be careful in there, he might not know its you he's killing,"
"He wasn't all human to begin with, and he knows who I am. Stop worrying about me. I can handle it."
With that, she walked out.
So kids that's it for now.
I'm sorry to say that I had to kill my neighbor.... The idiot got it in his head that it would be funny to untie my swim suit. So he swam underwater and jumped up, grabbing the little tie thingie and he untied it! Holy shit I was so mad! He has a quarter inch swollen five-star on his back and face. I hit him so hard even my hand was hurting. Some boys just have a death wish.
Review please.
Dpscythsln: when I read your review two things hit my mind. 1) he's such a guy. The second hit later, much later but it still came. 2) if I can't write a good fight scene, y the devil doesn't he help? So there. If you think I'm doin a shitty job, you can just sit online and help me like Kyle used to. K? ok.
Ok I'm off to writing.
Oh wait! By the way, I saw chronicles of riddick yesterday. Holy crap it was amazing! So much senseless violence AND mild cussing, it was my kind of movie! Vin Diesel was amazing! WoW!! Go see it now! What are you doing go now!
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When Trevor woke up that morning, he knew it was going to be one of those days. You know, the kind that just bite you in the ass and just keep biting and then proceed to hit you in the face. Getting out of bed wasn't on his priority list but he knew they'd come in and drag his sorry ass to class. So he rolled out of the bed and went to the shower.
When he started the water, it was a warm and steamy shower (much as the ones I've enjoyed before....). Though the instant that he stepped foot into the shower stall, the faucet turned to ice and water pressure sank. Trevor growled and finished his shower much quicker than he had intended to.
He threw on basketball shorts and a T-shirt on his way to breakfast. Arriving at the kitchen, he didn't even attempt entry. There were at least thirty kids, all under the age of ten, running around and eating everything in sight. Trevor sighed and moved on.
By now, Trevor was pretty agitated. He hadn't encountered anyone yet to unleash his frustrations on yet, leaving them to slowly pile up on themselves, magnifying his anger. Trevor walked outside, in hopes of quelling some of his anger.
There were a few boys, not much younger than him, which had shaken up cans of pop and were sticking pens in the tops. The hole would send a spray of the drink all over and they were having a water fight of sorts with them.
One of the boys mistakenly hit the pen in too hard sending a spray of root beer at Trevor. Normally, Trevor would laugh it off and grab a can and join in. Today, Trevor's anger got the best of him.
Sasha was running a cloth over her katana when she felt Trevor snap. It was a subtle feeling; like when your ears pop, annoying but not painful. She was up in an instant, her sword already gone.
"Ryan, it's happened sooner," she said to her quiet companion across the room. He nodded and rose, sheathing his large sword. His shape became fuzzy and hard for the eye to follow and then he was gone. Sasha's wind picked up and whisked her off to her recently insane friend.
Trevor was nearly on the sobbing child. The great bear's eyes were blind with rage as he sprinted; all he sensed was the child's fear. Trevor's paw drew back to smack the child and throw him across the lawn when something stopped him.
Eyesight came slowly back to him, but one thing was certain: this was not the little boy.
Sasha stood between Trevor and the boy and looked Trevor dead in the eyes. Her wings flared behind her, not threateningly but out of habit. She edged her mind in with the animals demanding order in Trevor's head. It was a tough battle for his mind, one that took quite a long time. Ryan stood behind her watching all of the rest of the newly formed ring of students around them.
Suddenly, Trevor collapsed on the ground with Sasha quickly following suit. Ryan was quick to catch her before she hit the ground. He looked at her questioningly. She nodded warily and stood shakily. Ryan's arm was still around her for support as she stood.
"I've got them restrained for now. I don't know how long its going to last but it's something," Sasha said attempting to get her strength back.
Sasha stood on her own and blinked slowly then cleared her throat. "I can't leave yet. Just give me a few and I'll be fine."
"Sasha? Sasha is it really you?" John asked carefully from behind her.
She turned and hugged him. "John! John I've missed you guys so much," she smiled up at him from his hug. She stepped back when he scowled at her.
"John?" she asked softly.
"You were gone for two weeks... You expect to just come back and everything will be cool? It's not! Christ Sasha! You LEFT us. I don't know if you can come back," he said, his volume and force decreasing as he went through his train of thought.
Sasha stepped back as if hit. Amber stepped up behind John and put her hand on his shoulder. She had a saddened expression but her words spoke otherwise.
"Trevor has been absolutely inconsolable and miserable since you disappeared one evening. Now you come back and he's gone insane. Then you look for a hug and forgiveness like nothing happened. I'm sorry, but a lot has happened. Just leave, just... go."
Sasha stepped back again, backing into Ryan. Her mouth hung open in shock and she had yet to blink.
"You... you want me to leave?" she asked when she had finished processing their words.
She was met with silence.
"Fine. Ryan, you're going to have to carry Trevor, I can't do both of us right now," she said with her bearings back.
Ryan nodded.
"What do you mean 'Ryan carry him'?" John asked stepping forward.
Sasha took a step between Ryan and John, blocking John's path to Trevor.
"He needs to come with us, if not, he will get worse. And I mean a lot worse," Sasha said sternly.
John could only blink when the wind picked up swiftly. When his eyes opened again, his best friend and the other two were missing.
"DAMN IT!!!" John screamed and fell to his knees. A light rain began to fall on them as the students began to disperse.
Sasha dropped to her knees when she appeared in the large room in her new home. She was breathing deeply, fighting the urge to cry. Ryan sighed and began to drag Trevor out of the room.
"Where are you going?" Sasha asked coldly.
"I'm taking him to Kiva. He's in charge of the animals. I figured he would know-"
"Know what? How to care for an animal? He's not an animal!" she began to yell.
"And that is precisely why he is in your charge now, Sasha," the master said as he walked in.
Sasha stared at him coldly.
"The boy is yours to control. I expect him to be ready for battle in a month," with that, the master left.
Sasha looked to Trevor. He was beginning to regain consciousness and it was already clear he was not in a good mood.
"Ryan, put him in the restraints on the wall. I don't think even I can keep him from killing when he wakes up," she said coldly while taking off her over shirt exposing her tank top.
Ryan nodded and silently did as she asked. Trevor was mumbling something by the time Ryan had him fully restrained. Sasha was untying her hair when Ryan put his hand on her shoulder reassuringly. He nodded and left, closing and bolting the door behind him.
The click of the bolt woke Trevor out of his stupor. His head snapped up and he let loose and inhuman roar. He fought against the restraints, causing the stone walls to emit dust at the cracks and seams.
Sasha quickly stepped up to Trevor. She rested her index finger over his mouth and he quieted. His frantic eyes calmed when he saw Sasha. She smiled at him. She removed her finger when he nodded.
"Sasha, oh Sasha where were you?" he asked in a raspy voice.
"I had to come here, if I didn't they would have, well no matter now I guess," she smiled weakly but it didn't last. "Can you feel it? What's happening?"
"Feel what? Why does my head hurt? Why won't they quiet down?" His eyes began to shift to the bear's.
"Trevor!" Sasha said holding his head in her hands, forcing him to look in her eyes. "Trevor you stay with me!"
She began to slip into his mind again, to separating the animals and calming one at a time. They were fighting Sasha's control and Trevor's mind was slowly slipping away from her grasp. In a last effort to stop him from slipping totally away from her, Sasha mentally grabbed several animals and dragged them out of his mind and into hers. She physically jerked backward when she had them and pulled out of his mind. Six animals fought in her head as she sat on the floor: the horse, the hawk, the wolf, the snake, the panther and the lynx.
Trevor's fight against the restraints ceased and he slumped against them. Sasha stood slowly.
"Trevor?" she asked.
He looked up at her. His usually clear dark brown eyes were clouded and lighter brown but he looked up with recognition.
"Good," she sighed. She unlatched him from the restraints and he sat down against the wall. She went to a closet in the corner of the room and pulled out several blankets and pillows. She set them down next to him and smiled.
"Sleep now, you must be wiped," she draped a blanket over him as he reached for the pillows. By the time she had reached the door, he was sound asleep.
Sasha knocked quietly on the door. The bolt clicked open and Ryan opened the door. He looked at Trevor sleeping silently in the corner of the room and looked at Sasha amazed.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing," he said as he closed and bolted the door behind her.
"I need to fight. Spar with me?" she asked.
"Any time," he said and began to walk down the hall.
Sasha tossed Ryan a quarterstaff and the lights went off.
"No lights?" he asked.
"Nah," she responded simply, "I need to get a lot out of my system. Don't go easy."
"I go easy?" Ryan muttered to himself in the darkness.
Sasha closed her eyes and began to breathe deeply. Almost instantaneously, Ryan leapt at her with his staff ready to pummel her into the ground. Sasha simply stepped aside and swept her staff along the ground, knocking Ryan's feet out from under him when he landed. Ryan flipped and instead of falling flat on his back, he landed lightly on his feet.
"Not bad," Sasha said stepping back.
Ryan just smiled in the darkness between his panting and he waited. Sasha ran at Ryan, poised to take his head off. In the last instant before contact, she leapt over him and struck him solidly in the back.
Ryan stumbled forward, dropping his staff. He was leaning forward, his hands on his knees. Sasha lowered her defensive stance and began to walk over to Ryan.
"You ok? I didn't mean to hit you that hard. Ryan?" she asked, getting closer all the while. When she was about three feet from him, Ryan picked up his staff and did a short and powerful sweep with it. He knocked her backward and sent her stick flying. Sasha's skid came to a stop several feet from where she was standing.
"OW!" she yelled simply.
"Shit! Sasha are you ok?" Ryan said trotting toward her. Sasha had wrapped her arms around her torso and was laying face up on the ground. Ryan looked down at her and she glared at him.
"Cheap shot!" she wheezed.
"I won," he said cheerfully, extending his hand to help her up.
Sasha spun her leg, sweeping his out from under him. Ryan fell hard on his back next to her. He coughed attempting to get the air back in his lungs.
"You called me a cheap shot?" he coughed.
"You started it," she said sitting up. She lifted her tank top and gingerly touched the large welt that was now forming across her torso.
"Wow, I'm glad I'm on your side," she muttered.
"You should see me with my magic, much better with that," he said sitting up.
She was about to respond when she felt Trevor waking.
"I need to go to him," she said standing. Ryan grabbed her hand.
"You need to remember now that he's not all human. He's a bear-sark. Be careful in there, he might not know its you he's killing,"
"He wasn't all human to begin with, and he knows who I am. Stop worrying about me. I can handle it."
With that, she walked out.
So kids that's it for now.
I'm sorry to say that I had to kill my neighbor.... The idiot got it in his head that it would be funny to untie my swim suit. So he swam underwater and jumped up, grabbing the little tie thingie and he untied it! Holy shit I was so mad! He has a quarter inch swollen five-star on his back and face. I hit him so hard even my hand was hurting. Some boys just have a death wish.
Review please.