*So far, so good, I think. This is my second yaoi so you don't know how
hard it is writing this without laughing myself stupid. On to Chapter2!*
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A Series of Misunderstandings
Chapter 2-
Crimson: The Servant
Strange request. All this time, I had been asked to keep an eye on a
guy named Cedric; the same guy that hired me. It was almost as if the
Prince had an obsession with him. All these thoughts were going through
my head as I walked down the corridor, tracking down the faint psychic
presence of Lord Cedric.
Sheesh..if that creep hadn't hired me in the first place...
Maybe you heard the prince call my name earlier. I'm Crimson, Crimson
Sheyd; outcast, mercenary and now seemingly lackey and stalker for the
prince of Meridian, Phobos. I was hired by Lord Cedric a few weeks ago to
do something about someone he called "The Guardians". I heard something
about them years ago.
They were said to have the powers of all the elements and to save the
whole of Metamoor from destruction...or something like that. It really
didn't matter to me which side I fought on, as long as I was able to make
money, eat my meals and sleep.
Like I said, it didn't matter...
Even if I had to "babysit" some grown man instead of doing my job.
How did I get mixed up in all this?!
It all started innocently enough. I was sitting in a bar downtown,
listening to the others complain about life, poverty, Phobos being a total
tyrant, bla bla bla. All of a sudden, the doors to the bar fly open and
there is one of the largest bunch of guards I'd ever seen.
Don't get me wrong, I've had my own run-ins with the Meridian guards
and let me tell you, they're a pushover. Anyway, getting back to the
story...
"Which one of you is Cimson Sheyd?!" calls one of them,a real tough
looking one. I didn't stand up, just stayed seated at the bar, sipping
at my beer. "Well?! Which one of you sons of bitches is Crimson?" he asks
again.
"Shades of Imdahl, shaddap already." I groned, standing up.
When I got up, I heard the people around me muttering the usual thing
I hear when I make public appearances.
"Crimson Sheyd?! The halfbreed?!"
"The one whose mother ran of with some human scum?"
"Freak that he is?"
This time around, I let it slide. The guards were around; I didn't
want any trouble. "So you're Crimson." the guard said, real
thoughtful-like, as if he was expecting me to be someone else. "Yeah, I'm
Crimson Sheyd, aka 'Tainted Knife'. Why? Wanna make something of it?!" I
demanded.
"Hey, ease up there, buddy." said the guard.
He pulled me close, all buddy-buddy as he brought me out of the bar.
"We don't want any trouble, okay, its just that Lord Cedic, you know, up
in the palace-" he starts.
"Yeah, I know. Phobos' guy." I finish.
"Yeah, well, he wants you to do a job for him."
This was new...someone in the palace hired a mercenary. Me, of all
the availabe hitmen. "Depends..." I said, trying to act cool. "How much
is he willing to pay?"
The guard rolled his eyes and laughed. "I like you, Crimson. You've
got spirit!" he said, laughing again and shoved a bag of gold coins into
my hand. "That's just the downpayment." he added.
I smiled in agreement.
"You've got a deal."
We got to the palace soon enough. "So where's Lord Cedric?" I asked.
"Just hold your horses, kay, kid? Lord Cedric's a pretty busy guy." the
guard said as he showed me inside the palace. The whole place was pretty
posh-I never thought I'd ever see the inside of it.
The guard asked me to stay put in one room while he went to tell
Lord Cedric I came. It didn't take too long when this guy, about a couple
of inches taller than me with long blonde hair came into the room.
I'd heard that Lord Cedric was actually some sort of monster.
The things they say about politicians...
"So you are the mercenary named Crimson Sheyd?" he asked. I dropped
to one knee right away. "Ready and waiting, Lord Cedric." I said, trying
to remember my manners. "Get up from there...its not me you have to bow
to, boy." Cedric said.
So I got up.
Cedric came up to me and motioned for me to follow him. "The prince
needs your abilities. I told him I could find a mercenary with worthy
talents." he said as he led me through the corridor. "Glad you think so."
I said. "I will bring you directly to the prince." he said and that was
that.
I followed Cedric straight to another portal leading to the human's
world. "Geez...he sure likes it there..." I thought to myself as I passed
through with him. When I got to the other side, I couldn't see him. I'd
guess he'd teleported away.
"Danggit..." I muttered but soon got a good idea.
"Oh well. At least I can look for those guardians."
-END OF CHAPTER 2-
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone in this fic except for Crimson Sheyd. Simply
stated. Everyone but Crimson is property of Disney and Crimson belongs to
Rokuryu Studios Copyright 2003.
Please read, review and plug! n_n
Misunderstandings
Rokuruyu2003(C)
hard it is writing this without laughing myself stupid. On to Chapter2!*
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A Series of Misunderstandings
Chapter 2-
Crimson: The Servant
Strange request. All this time, I had been asked to keep an eye on a
guy named Cedric; the same guy that hired me. It was almost as if the
Prince had an obsession with him. All these thoughts were going through
my head as I walked down the corridor, tracking down the faint psychic
presence of Lord Cedric.
Sheesh..if that creep hadn't hired me in the first place...
Maybe you heard the prince call my name earlier. I'm Crimson, Crimson
Sheyd; outcast, mercenary and now seemingly lackey and stalker for the
prince of Meridian, Phobos. I was hired by Lord Cedric a few weeks ago to
do something about someone he called "The Guardians". I heard something
about them years ago.
They were said to have the powers of all the elements and to save the
whole of Metamoor from destruction...or something like that. It really
didn't matter to me which side I fought on, as long as I was able to make
money, eat my meals and sleep.
Like I said, it didn't matter...
Even if I had to "babysit" some grown man instead of doing my job.
How did I get mixed up in all this?!
It all started innocently enough. I was sitting in a bar downtown,
listening to the others complain about life, poverty, Phobos being a total
tyrant, bla bla bla. All of a sudden, the doors to the bar fly open and
there is one of the largest bunch of guards I'd ever seen.
Don't get me wrong, I've had my own run-ins with the Meridian guards
and let me tell you, they're a pushover. Anyway, getting back to the
story...
"Which one of you is Cimson Sheyd?!" calls one of them,a real tough
looking one. I didn't stand up, just stayed seated at the bar, sipping
at my beer. "Well?! Which one of you sons of bitches is Crimson?" he asks
again.
"Shades of Imdahl, shaddap already." I groned, standing up.
When I got up, I heard the people around me muttering the usual thing
I hear when I make public appearances.
"Crimson Sheyd?! The halfbreed?!"
"The one whose mother ran of with some human scum?"
"Freak that he is?"
This time around, I let it slide. The guards were around; I didn't
want any trouble. "So you're Crimson." the guard said, real
thoughtful-like, as if he was expecting me to be someone else. "Yeah, I'm
Crimson Sheyd, aka 'Tainted Knife'. Why? Wanna make something of it?!" I
demanded.
"Hey, ease up there, buddy." said the guard.
He pulled me close, all buddy-buddy as he brought me out of the bar.
"We don't want any trouble, okay, its just that Lord Cedic, you know, up
in the palace-" he starts.
"Yeah, I know. Phobos' guy." I finish.
"Yeah, well, he wants you to do a job for him."
This was new...someone in the palace hired a mercenary. Me, of all
the availabe hitmen. "Depends..." I said, trying to act cool. "How much
is he willing to pay?"
The guard rolled his eyes and laughed. "I like you, Crimson. You've
got spirit!" he said, laughing again and shoved a bag of gold coins into
my hand. "That's just the downpayment." he added.
I smiled in agreement.
"You've got a deal."
We got to the palace soon enough. "So where's Lord Cedric?" I asked.
"Just hold your horses, kay, kid? Lord Cedric's a pretty busy guy." the
guard said as he showed me inside the palace. The whole place was pretty
posh-I never thought I'd ever see the inside of it.
The guard asked me to stay put in one room while he went to tell
Lord Cedric I came. It didn't take too long when this guy, about a couple
of inches taller than me with long blonde hair came into the room.
I'd heard that Lord Cedric was actually some sort of monster.
The things they say about politicians...
"So you are the mercenary named Crimson Sheyd?" he asked. I dropped
to one knee right away. "Ready and waiting, Lord Cedric." I said, trying
to remember my manners. "Get up from there...its not me you have to bow
to, boy." Cedric said.
So I got up.
Cedric came up to me and motioned for me to follow him. "The prince
needs your abilities. I told him I could find a mercenary with worthy
talents." he said as he led me through the corridor. "Glad you think so."
I said. "I will bring you directly to the prince." he said and that was
that.
I followed Cedric straight to another portal leading to the human's
world. "Geez...he sure likes it there..." I thought to myself as I passed
through with him. When I got to the other side, I couldn't see him. I'd
guess he'd teleported away.
"Danggit..." I muttered but soon got a good idea.
"Oh well. At least I can look for those guardians."
-END OF CHAPTER 2-
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone in this fic except for Crimson Sheyd. Simply
stated. Everyone but Crimson is property of Disney and Crimson belongs to
Rokuryu Studios Copyright 2003.
Please read, review and plug! n_n
Misunderstandings
Rokuruyu2003(C)