Hello again! Truly sorry for the delay, but I am currently finishing
exams. Thank you for all your reviews, and I really do appreciate the
constructive criticism! Here is the second chapter.
Sigourney was startled. She became angry. "Look mister, we don't appreciate prank-calls-" "Tell him that this is his boss." Fine she thought. I'll humor you. "Ok, I will tell him." The other line hung up. "She was almost a little startled. What an abrupt and quick call... She went her the boss's office.
Dorian looked over the first man. "Name?" he asked, sounding a bit more curt and businesslike than he wanted to. The man returned him an unflinching gaze. He had steely blue eyes, with flecks of gray. "Homer Lock." Dorian straightened to his full height. "Mr. Lock," he said, in a tone designed to grasp the attention of all the other people in the room. It worked. "Do you believe that you possess a skill that would benefit one of the most powerful people on this Earth? Are you willing to suffer a life of confinement so that another can protect? I am a Runelord! I posses power unimaginable! I have twenty-five endowments of strength!" He flexed his muscles, causing his jacket to burst into tatters, exposing hundreds of spiky runes tattooed into his flesh. "Sixteen endowments of VOICE!" He yelled on voice, causing the plate John was holding to crack. He carried his voice so expertly that the words 'Runelord' were spelled out in the cracks, before the plate shattered to the floor. "And countless endowments of wit, eyesight, stamina, and everything else a Runelord needs to survive! What do you have to offer?" The man stood up, almost reaching Dorian's height. "My five siblings and I have come to offer our voices. Long have we heard of the power of the Runelords, and we are glad to have met one. But, not only our voices. We also offer everything we have." "Everything?" Dorian was caught off-guard. To give everything was madness. To give everything meant living your life as a vegetable with no senses. Only three people had done this for Dorian. "Okay. We will do you first. John, get the Great Forcible." The man grabbed his arm. "One condition. You must kill the Runelord named Boab. He forced the rest of my family to become Dedicates. "I will my friend. Anything for such a sacrifice."
Sigourney stood outside her boss's office. She hated her entire workplace. It was tiny, cramped, and there were trap doors on the bottom floor. She pondered for a moment. She had taken this job about a week ago. Yet, they had processed her resume for weeks! Suddenly, she began to feel suspicious. She had only seen one other man in the office besides herself...
Reviews please! I am working on gradually making the stories longer.
Sigourney was startled. She became angry. "Look mister, we don't appreciate prank-calls-" "Tell him that this is his boss." Fine she thought. I'll humor you. "Ok, I will tell him." The other line hung up. "She was almost a little startled. What an abrupt and quick call... She went her the boss's office.
Dorian looked over the first man. "Name?" he asked, sounding a bit more curt and businesslike than he wanted to. The man returned him an unflinching gaze. He had steely blue eyes, with flecks of gray. "Homer Lock." Dorian straightened to his full height. "Mr. Lock," he said, in a tone designed to grasp the attention of all the other people in the room. It worked. "Do you believe that you possess a skill that would benefit one of the most powerful people on this Earth? Are you willing to suffer a life of confinement so that another can protect? I am a Runelord! I posses power unimaginable! I have twenty-five endowments of strength!" He flexed his muscles, causing his jacket to burst into tatters, exposing hundreds of spiky runes tattooed into his flesh. "Sixteen endowments of VOICE!" He yelled on voice, causing the plate John was holding to crack. He carried his voice so expertly that the words 'Runelord' were spelled out in the cracks, before the plate shattered to the floor. "And countless endowments of wit, eyesight, stamina, and everything else a Runelord needs to survive! What do you have to offer?" The man stood up, almost reaching Dorian's height. "My five siblings and I have come to offer our voices. Long have we heard of the power of the Runelords, and we are glad to have met one. But, not only our voices. We also offer everything we have." "Everything?" Dorian was caught off-guard. To give everything was madness. To give everything meant living your life as a vegetable with no senses. Only three people had done this for Dorian. "Okay. We will do you first. John, get the Great Forcible." The man grabbed his arm. "One condition. You must kill the Runelord named Boab. He forced the rest of my family to become Dedicates. "I will my friend. Anything for such a sacrifice."
Sigourney stood outside her boss's office. She hated her entire workplace. It was tiny, cramped, and there were trap doors on the bottom floor. She pondered for a moment. She had taken this job about a week ago. Yet, they had processed her resume for weeks! Suddenly, she began to feel suspicious. She had only seen one other man in the office besides herself...
Reviews please! I am working on gradually making the stories longer.
