Hoorah! I'm back!
Limmy-Yayeth.
Erk-This fic sucks.
How'd you get here?
Erk-Vaida took me here.
Vaida-NWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Karel-(crits Vaida)
Vaida-BLARGH!!! I ARE NOT LIVING!!! (dies)
Aaaaaaaaanyway. On with the...
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My word, 9 Reviews! That's a lot. Yep. It is indeed.
chibiInuyasha-Yesh. After all, Canas Everyone.
Koriku-BLASPHEM-EE!!! I dislike Nino/Jaffar, as...well...Jaffar sucks. XD I'm doing a long chapter, don't worry.
Winged Wolf-Oh...woopsie. XD Well, that's a warning. Next time...I'll set Denning on you! He'll annoy you to death! NYAHAHAHAHA!!!
imlikeCanas-Change of plan. Alas, I'm doing a chapter on Kyle's past instead. But Canas might be featured. Maybe.
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Chapter 6 (or 5x)-Reminiscing
(the entire chapter's done in flashback mode. 'Cept at the end.)
Kyle looked outside the hut. It was cold. Well, it's always cold where he lived. All the snowstorms and the drinking water kept freezing over, never good. The mountains in the distance seemed to be white. Yes, they were white indeed, Kyle thought. Always white. He hated it. Why can't they be their usual colour of brown or something? He didn't know what the original colour is. It's always bloody white.
"Kyle! Why are you daydreaming? You should be concentrating on your Elder Magic tomes!"
Kyle sighed and looked up at his mother. "Yes, mother. But I still can't cast the basic spells!" He looked down at his Flux book. It had been flung across his bedroom in despair about a million times, and his mother kept on insisting that he learned it. He sucked at it. Everyone remarked on Kyle's ability with the Dark Arts. But not in a "Wow, he's amazing," way, more sort of a "Hey, Kyle's got as much ability with the Dark Arts as that Marcus has with not stealing EXP." The answer to that by everyone was "Who's Marcus?"
His mother sighed. "You're just a late bloomer. Look at your three brothers!" He did. Two of them had heavy bags under their eyes. Their faces were gaunt and pale, and their cheek bones were protruding in a rather distressing way. The final one, the second youngest (Kyle was youngest, by about five years), was reading an impossibly thick book, entitled "The Theories And Practises Of The Spells Luna, Nosferatu and Lull," and as he read, Kyle noticed his arms trying to copy the diagrams in the book. Eventually, he successfully copied it, and six balls of fire rose from the floor. Kyle watched, stunned, as the balls danced lazily around the brother, before disappearing in the same way as they had appeared.
His mother rushed towards him. "My word, Canas! Astounding!"
Canas smiled. "It's nothing, mother. Honestly."
The mother shook her head. "No Canas. This is a very big deal! You're only nearing eighteen, and you're already able to cast the spell Luna! This is very impressive! Isn't it, you lot."
Kyle nodded. It was amazing. But it had also awakened something in him. He realized that he'd never amount to anything in this household. Canas had already become powerful, and his two brothers...well, they were slightly screwed. He realized he could leave, run away, and move to the bigger cities, where there'd be employment! Fame! And Women!
Ah...yes. There were practically no teenage girls willing to talk to the brothers in the cottage. Canas because of his strange studious ways, and the morbid fear of angering his current girlfriend, Helen. The two brothers, because they were just scary. They never ventured outside the house anyway. And Kyle...mainly because of him being tarred with the same brush.
The other brothers just stared on, the darkness in their souls sucking their life and their energy away.
Later that evening...
Kyle stepped outside the house. It was still bloody white outside. Rocks were white, the grass was white, the houses were white. Bloody snow, Kyle thought, before walking across the grounds of the village, preparing for a long journey. He knew he had to get away from the village before they noticed he was gone. Not too hard, considering that the village was about 100m wide. He shook the long purple fringe of hair out of his face, and strode over to the gates. Conjuring up what little magic power he had, he blasted a hole in the iron gates and stepped outside.
The first thing that struck him was the amount of whiteness. It was exactly the same. He couldn't help it. He collapsed to his knees and let out a mighty scream that shook around the mountain side.
"Hear that?"
"Wh-who is it?"
"It's the...SWORD DEMON!!!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
And so the two old men once more ran again from a man who didn't even know who the Sword Demon was.
Kyle ran through the hill, pausing now and then to pick up his spell books (he kept dropping them), his only source of protection until he gets another weapon. Like a sword! Yeah, that would be cool, Kyle thought as he continued his moonlight flit across Ryzaria Crescent Hill. Until he tripped over something. Something sharp, and metal. It was the legendary blade Gynra Kryos! Thunder struck overhead dramatically, and Kyle felt raw power flow through his veins. This feeling of power through his veins was turned into the feeling of raw electricity running through his veins as a lightning bolt struck the sword, draining it of its magic power. Kyle's last thought before losing consciousness was OH ELIMINE, SUCH AGONIZING PAIN!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! ARRRRRRRRRRGH!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Kyle woke up several hours later to find that the sword...looked different. Usually, the sword was even more powerful after being struck by lightning. This one however looked like it has been kicked in the groin several times before having its magic power sucked out with an industrial-strength Vacuum Cleaner. He sighed. "I really thought my luck was turning..." he thought, before walking down the hills and-
"Hey! Wake up, or I'll cut your head off!
"Bah, what's wrong, Karla?"
Karla gave him a reproachful look. "We're going to beating the crap out of a bunch of pirates. I want you to scout the surrounding villages in case anyone's mad enough to wanna help us."
Kyle nodded. "Yes, oh mighty one!" he said, giving a mock bow that stretched past his knees, and caused serious back injuries in later years. He then walked up to the nearest village, and smirked, before waltzing in. There was no one there, except one person. A purple-haired man with a long robe which reached down to his feet. The man had a monacle in one eye, and he seemed to be reading something.
"Err...excuse me?" Kyle asked. The man whirred round, a look of major astonishment on his face. His face relaxed when he saw Kyle.
"Hello," the man said. "I hear you're with Lord Eliwood's group. My name's Canas, and I'm a scholar of sorts, I guess, and..."
Kyle heard nothing more. He was in shock.
DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUUN!!!
Limmy-Woah, that chapter friggin' rawks!
Bleh, I'm not sure...
Erk-Yes, fill yourself with doubt!
Canas-Oh dear, look at that, I've gone and caused a load of bother. I wonder if there's anything in my books to deal with this...
Pent-TROGDOR!!! TROGDOOOOOOOOOOOOOR!!!
everyone stares at PentPent-BURNINATE!!! sets everyone on fire
Everyone-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
OH GOD, IT BURNS!!! R&R, everyone! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!