Chapter 5
Not Alone
Cloudy skies are above the island. Kirby is walking in the forest, with his sword ability at hand. While walking, he gaze at the gloomy sky, looking for that star he saw before he got blown of to the island that lies below his scarlet feet. A stroke of lighting flashed above his green hat, as he continues to walk.
Another flash of lighting and water begin to pour to the island. But as a drop falls to Kirby's cheek, it was red. Crimson rain bounce off the emerald leaves as Kirby spotted a figure. Another flash of thunder, and the figure set up running. Kirby begin to run after the figure, slicing everything in his way with his golden sword. Chasing the figure every corner and every step. Another thunder flash, and Kirby speed to the figure.
Kirby turn the last corner, and catch the figure on the edge of the cliff. The crimson rain falls harder, as Kirby took a step closer to the figure. He walks slowly, hoping to calm the figure after chasing it. Another thunder came about, and he saw the face of the figure. It was him! Gloom and drenched in the blood-like waters. The waters make him glummer then he is, the stream down his cheek make him as if he cried blood.
Kirby slowly walk to himself, pulling the sword behind him, to make him friendlier than his looks. He takes another step, and is 2 feet away from the pink figure, until a line separate the cliff from the main land. The cliff begins to shift towards as the force of gravity pull. Kirby dig his sword to the side of the cliff, stopping his fall right under the figure. The body hung above him, holding onto a branch and gives Kirby a small, menacing smile. A lightning strikes, wings and cat-like ears appear on the figure. Another blinding light flashes, and a tail of splits of three appears on the figure. The whip like tails stroke the golden sword of Kirby's, making it loosens off the cliff. One end has a ring, the middle has twin blades of steel, and the last seems to be wrapped loosely.
The figure stroke the whip with the blades slowly on the sword. The sword loosens and Kirby starts to descend. Kirby jump and grab a ledge of the cliff and watch the sword fall to its doom. Kirby look at the forest below him and the splinters and branches that are dieing to stab through living flesh. Kirby look at the figure above him and found that all three splits of the tail lift. A mere second later, all three fall on Kirby's hand and Kirby fall to his doom. He turns around to see what lies in his death. The rain fall harder than ever and Kirby gets closer to the splinter that he sees the rain on it. In a mere second –
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Kirby wake up, still shocked about his dream. Another scream and found out that his diary is gone. Kirby look around as the rain falls on his head. He founds his diary drifting away from him on the surfs of the oceans. Kirby wades a fast as he can to his diary so it would not be lost and comfort him at nights, like the last five years. After he got his diary his rush to the wet sands of the beach and grabs his pen. He rushes to forest to get shelter from the icy rain. He shivers as the scars of fear are still in effect. His closes his eyes, trying to relax his worried soul.
Flashes of light appear, and a figure emerge behind a stone. Kirby stare at the figure for a minute, a stroke of thunder past and the figure set running.
"Wait! Get back here!" Kirby set after the figure like he did in his dream. He turned corner to corner, chasing the figure every step of the way. Until he traps the figure on a cliff, the figure looks just like the one in his dream. He steps closer as the cliff begins to shift towards the earth. Kirby float for a second or two and stab his pen into the side of the cliff, like he did with his sword. He look down to see what would happen to him and below lies his watery death. Down below are sharp rocks that are waiting to stab through the pink flesh. Kirby hang tighter to his pen as he slowly tilts down to his doom. He makes an attempt to grab another ledge, but it was too late. The side crumbles under the pen and drop Kirby to his doom.
Kirby screams was enough to make someone death for life. He fell close to the rocks that he can see the sharp point and the bubbles of the surfs. Kirby close is eyes, knowing his life is over. He opens them slowly, expecting a light of some kind. But instead, he sees the point of the watery depths. He let out another scream and looks at his feet. Something is breaking him from his fall, or should I say someone. As the rain beat down harder, the image becomes fizzy to Kirby as he is being lifted to the island.
After a few minutes, his back lay on the ground of the main land, and his vision becomes blackened. He peep through is eyelids to see the figure that was in his dreams. All he saw is a silhouette and his lids gave up, and his mind wanders to dreamland.
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A/N Ok that took a while because of homework and chores. But it's still good. Damn my right eye keeps on twitching
Ah –ha! I am done with the books of comments!
But you don't know how to write.
In your story yes.
You misspelled "bad"
… That was a typo. So, can I read off my book- AH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
Recycling it. What does it looks like?
Even if you destroy it, your laser mouse can't move!
Oh shit he's right
Now you can't save nor turn me off…..Why is that mouse pointer moving?
I have a spare mouse just in case.
But I remove the ball from the mouse.
No, that was the other one
How many mice do you have?
Us and our conversations, how 'bout we just end this conversation before it turns into a story
If it does, I wanna type it!...And won't people get confused of what that figure looks like?
What figure?
The one in the dream
Oh! Well...they can always e-mail if they don't get what I mean
I'm writing the next chapter!