chapter two was originally MUCH longer, but I decided to take off the first part and combine it with my own comments. (which is this chapter... Part two will come out as chapter 3)
(I write this story in a purple book and the first half of this chapter is not part ofthe story, but still in that book (if you understand what I'm trying to make clear ")) So if you don't like mental sick teens writing stupid notes in purple books... Skip the first half of this chapter.
Ow, and the other reason to split this chapter up in two parts is that the second part is... Kinda very violent. /sweat drops/ So in chapter 4 I will give a small recap thingy of the things inchapter 3 that are important for the storyline. :)
Well... whatever... just enjoy...
.o/ Sachmane /o.
01-10-2005
economy class (don't ask)
The first chapter of the Tombrobber perspective has just been read by my loyal crowd cough of fansand they begged (hehe :) I'm just too mean) me for a sequel. So...
Im going to take an attempt to get enough inspiration.
1) Sits down in a meditation pose with a big cup of tea (with honey, pancake syrup, cinnamon and shii-take) in front of her.
2) Inhales deeply to fill her longs, head and mental state with the smoke.
3)Gets all kinds of weird visions (among them is one of a sheep on a scooter)
4) Hears the sweet tones of walk like an Egyptian inside her head.
There we go :)
Or not.
(all readers/anime fall/ )
Damn Not enough inspiration .
(could that have something to do with the buzzing voice of my teacher on the background that's boring me to death?
Note to myself: Never let that teacher read this (then again WHY WOULD I:S))
Sigh...
Let's try again tonight
(this story is going to cost me TONS of sleep O.O)
Or maybe in the afternoon next to the electric warmth fan (or how do you call those things)
GRRRRR stupid heating
zaps it to the shadowrealm
later that day while taking a education test (or something)
My loyal crowd /COUGH/ of fans
gets image of a thousand ventilators kneeling in front of her and has to leave the room for a little while
was very upset about the fact that I didn't continue my story yet.
Hey, I've got no magic!
I just wish I had... The world would look way different then cough
WAY different :)
Sachmane leaves the room again to sit somewhere in a corner and work out her take over the world plans
Esther picks up the pen and starts writing instead
.o/ Esther /o.
(still the same test)
I WANT TO BE A HIPPIE AND I WANT TO GET STONED :D:D:D
Actually... I want tea with cinnamon...
/glares at teacher who keeps raving on about nothing/
"Why won't she shut up?"
E: Sorry, people! That was Sachmane again. whacks her over the head with a plant (LOL, needed some stupid object )
S: yeah right, blame me again!
E: heh :)
S: hypocrite :P
E: raises plant .
S: raises katana MOVE IT! This story is MINE:)
E: throws plant against S' head and walks away
S: Now where were we :)
I looked down from the top of the cliff
Exactly as I expected
The tomb was heavily guarded
Not that I would have any trouble knocking out the guards,
but I had only come to observe
The plan was to wait for a little while
Until everything had settled down.
I would strike sometime after the new pharaoh had claimed his throne.
When they thought they were safe
When they would expect it the least
This afternoon I had been too rash and impulsive
A mistake I wouldn't make again
The moonlight got reflected by my eyes
I could only smirk
"Fool"
Like lightning I whipped around and grabbed the man by his throat
"You really thought you could sneak up onto me unpunished?"
I looked into his eyes and saw only shock, confusion and fear
They are always shocked,
But I wont blame them
They have enough reasons to be afraid
And it would be an insult if they're not
Because I want to be feared
The man still stared at me in terror
The perfect toy
I unsheathed the knife
The cool moonlight reflected by its blade
"I asked you something."
My voice was as cold as the moonlight itself
The man trembled
He tried to speak, but could only gasp for air
I let go of him and he collapsed onto the ground
Still fighting to get his breath back
I sat down on a rock, holding the knife loosely in my hand
And I watched
I watched, fascinated by his attempts to get himself together
After a while he seemed to be able to think clearly again
He slowly got up and looked back at me
Shock and confusion had faded
And they were replaced by doubt
Terror and doubt
Should he run away?
What would I do if he tried?
Should he attack?
His gaze got attracted by my knife
I probably would kill him before he could even turn around
Should he warn the guards?
Then he would have to explain how he got here
He saw the look in my eyes
The amused smile that played around my lips all the time he stood there
And then he realized
He was doomed
He turned around as swift as possible and took to his heels
One... two... three steps...
I let him walk a little while longer
He would think he was saved
Eight... nine... ten
The knife cut through the darkness
That was it :D Please review and stuff... I'm currently busy translating part two of chapter 2 (or chapter 3 to make things not more complicated then they already are /anime sweat drop/) But it takes time...And awful lots of motivation... :D I have to be in the mood for this. Most of the story I already have is written over night and then I tend to create creepy things. /thinks of herdrawing of a mirror with.../v.v; sorry, got cought up again... ;)
/suddenly, it strikes her/
O.O DAMN forgot the disclaimer...Not that suers would be interested in my amount of money... v.v' But ok :D Here it is andthisone will also count for all the other times I'm going to forget. (which most likely will mean the whole fic/lol/)
Ladies and gentlemen... The big announcement... You would never have guessed: I don't own yugioh
But I DO own Sachmane :P:P:P