Wow,at this point, I've gotten 5 reviews. I honestly wasn't expecting as many. Thanks!
Hmm,what do I say now? I don't really have anything..oh! I'll try to update regularly. I'm itching to get this one out, so you're all in luck!
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Leaves rustled in the wind. Sun filtered through the trees to reach the forest floor. Birds were singing, and everything was quite. Then, I sharp cry rose up. The sounds of several sometihngs running was heard through the trees. As the creatures ran, one tripped, falling to the ground. Laughing, his companion stopped and looked at him.
"Aw man,that's it? Thought you were gonna 'kick my butt' this time."
The young man grinned down at his friend. He had brown hair, short in back, but came to a point in the front. He was fairly tall, and was dressed in a simple pair of blue shorts. He laughed again, and extended a hand to his friend, who looked at him balefully, swatting it away. He sat up, running a hand through his golden hair, picking the leaves out of it. Like his friend he was dressed simply in shorts, obviously handmade. Both were shirtless and barefoot. Their bared chests and arms showed proof of a life of hard work and strength. The blond looked up at his friend, squinting with his honey-colored eyes.
"Yeah, yeah. Somethin' tripped me¼" He stood up, stretching and looking around. A sound behind him caught his attention.
"You hear that?" His voice was tinted with concern. That noise didn't move right.They moved back, a bit frightened. It wasn't often they found something in their forest they couldn't identify. They heard the noise again.
"Okay," the brown-haired boy whispered. "That's not right, we should get out of here." His friend nodded.
They took to the trees, an easy task for them after their many years of practice. They jumped, almost silently, from branch to branch, heading in the opposite direction of the sounds, and towards their home village. There were several in the immediate area, all very primitive by outside standards. Their buildings were anything but traditional, something believed to be part of their alienation from the 'enhanced'. Made of wood, stone, or earth, the structures were usually rounded, with several rooms. Most villages were built on the ground, but some were in the trees or even underground. Theirs was one of the few treetop villages in the area.
It took several minutes to get back to the village. They jumped down to the boardwalk, just inside the boundary of the village. They stood, panting. In their fright, they'd moved faster then they thought they could. The blond turned to his friend, wiping sweat from his brow.
"Wh-what the heck was that? That wasn't an animal....."
The brunette shook his head, "You're right about that, it was way too noisy. Do¼do ya think it might have been one of them? I mean, you've heard the rumors...."
" I dunno¼but we should probably tell someone..ACK!"
The blond spun around, trying to find whatever had just scared him more then he already was. He came face to face with a rather short boy with tri-colored hair with blond spikes in front. He was wearing shorts like them, but he also wore a black vest and leather shoes. He smirked at his friends reaction.
"Geez Joey...what's up? Didn't know tapping a person on the shoulder would scare them so much¼"
The blond, Joey, snorted at the comment. He brushed his sweaty hair out of his face and turned to his other friend, then to the newcomer.
"Hey, uh, where's your grandpa? We gotta tell him something.."
The boy looked at him, considering. Certainly, if they would tell his grandfather, they would tell him. What could it be.....
"He's in the council room. I think he's pretty busy, but if I go with you, you'll get in sooner."
Joey smiled. "Thanks man. I owe ya one. Ok, let's go" With that, they headed off.
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They walked along the boardwalk in the trees, passing houses, stores, and children at play. Everyone had their specialty. There were artisans, clothes makers, builders, and just about anything else you would need in a simple place like this. But what this society lacked, however, was what all civilized people had in human's past : an army. It had been that way forever as far as they were all concerned. The first humans to go back to the forests did away with them. They wished to live peacefully, in harmony. Plus, the main reason people started genetic engineering was to increase a soldiers ability to kill.
The three walked across a long rope bridge that was connected to a large tree. This was the center of town, where all the townspeople and leaders did major business and trades, also where they made major decisions. The main building was actually carved out of the massive tree. It was made in just a way that the tree would still grow, even though it had been cut into. They walked through the main entrance, which had ornate carvings around the opening. They walked up the main stairway, and walked through the massive doorway of the council room, the guards bowing out of the way of the one who was the next in line to be leader.
The village chief, Sugoroku, caught sight of them, rising from his seat that overlooked the entire room.
"Yami..Joey, Tristan..... what brings you here like this?"
The tri-color haired boy turned to his friends, motioning them forward. They were slightly nervous. Although they knew him quite well, they had never addressed him officially like this. Joey stepped forward, looking at his feet.
"I..um..Well, me and Tris were out in the woods, and we heard this weird noise. It didn't seem like something that lived around here ya know. So,we, uh, thought we'd tell ya about it. Everyone's heard the rumors and everything....."
Joey was still looking at the ground, but Sugoroku was looking at him with interest. He cleared his throat, walking up to them.
"I'm glad you said something. I'll look into it, but I'm really sure it's nothing. So, don't worry. You can all go now......"
Joey and Tristan nodded and walked towards the door. Yami was begging to walk away when his grandfathers voice stopped him.
"Yami....I need to talk to you."
Yami turned around and waited for his grandfather to speak. Sugoroku sighed, leaning on the staff he held.
"Yami, I need you to go to Linsaia(1) and make a report to the counsel there. This could be trouble¼"
Yami stood in confusion, not quite understanding.
"What do you mean? They just heard a noise..ooo, scary. Has something like this happened before?"
"Yes. Every time someone one has made a report like that, someone had disappeared. That's what happened to your father¼"
Sugoroku closed his eyes, thinking of his lost son. He had vanished after such a report. And Sugoroku could have stopped it. He looked at Yami pleadingly. The boy nodded, a sad look on his face.
"Right. I'll go right away."
With that, he briskly walked through doorway to prepare for his journey.
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(1)the largest city of the area, thought to be the center of their society.
Well, how was it? I'm scared it was a little weird¼and is Yami a bit out of character? I guess I'll let you decide. Later!
Hmm,what do I say now? I don't really have anything..oh! I'll try to update regularly. I'm itching to get this one out, so you're all in luck!
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Leaves rustled in the wind. Sun filtered through the trees to reach the forest floor. Birds were singing, and everything was quite. Then, I sharp cry rose up. The sounds of several sometihngs running was heard through the trees. As the creatures ran, one tripped, falling to the ground. Laughing, his companion stopped and looked at him.
"Aw man,that's it? Thought you were gonna 'kick my butt' this time."
The young man grinned down at his friend. He had brown hair, short in back, but came to a point in the front. He was fairly tall, and was dressed in a simple pair of blue shorts. He laughed again, and extended a hand to his friend, who looked at him balefully, swatting it away. He sat up, running a hand through his golden hair, picking the leaves out of it. Like his friend he was dressed simply in shorts, obviously handmade. Both were shirtless and barefoot. Their bared chests and arms showed proof of a life of hard work and strength. The blond looked up at his friend, squinting with his honey-colored eyes.
"Yeah, yeah. Somethin' tripped me¼" He stood up, stretching and looking around. A sound behind him caught his attention.
"You hear that?" His voice was tinted with concern. That noise didn't move right.They moved back, a bit frightened. It wasn't often they found something in their forest they couldn't identify. They heard the noise again.
"Okay," the brown-haired boy whispered. "That's not right, we should get out of here." His friend nodded.
They took to the trees, an easy task for them after their many years of practice. They jumped, almost silently, from branch to branch, heading in the opposite direction of the sounds, and towards their home village. There were several in the immediate area, all very primitive by outside standards. Their buildings were anything but traditional, something believed to be part of their alienation from the 'enhanced'. Made of wood, stone, or earth, the structures were usually rounded, with several rooms. Most villages were built on the ground, but some were in the trees or even underground. Theirs was one of the few treetop villages in the area.
It took several minutes to get back to the village. They jumped down to the boardwalk, just inside the boundary of the village. They stood, panting. In their fright, they'd moved faster then they thought they could. The blond turned to his friend, wiping sweat from his brow.
"Wh-what the heck was that? That wasn't an animal....."
The brunette shook his head, "You're right about that, it was way too noisy. Do¼do ya think it might have been one of them? I mean, you've heard the rumors...."
" I dunno¼but we should probably tell someone..ACK!"
The blond spun around, trying to find whatever had just scared him more then he already was. He came face to face with a rather short boy with tri-colored hair with blond spikes in front. He was wearing shorts like them, but he also wore a black vest and leather shoes. He smirked at his friends reaction.
"Geez Joey...what's up? Didn't know tapping a person on the shoulder would scare them so much¼"
The blond, Joey, snorted at the comment. He brushed his sweaty hair out of his face and turned to his other friend, then to the newcomer.
"Hey, uh, where's your grandpa? We gotta tell him something.."
The boy looked at him, considering. Certainly, if they would tell his grandfather, they would tell him. What could it be.....
"He's in the council room. I think he's pretty busy, but if I go with you, you'll get in sooner."
Joey smiled. "Thanks man. I owe ya one. Ok, let's go" With that, they headed off.
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They walked along the boardwalk in the trees, passing houses, stores, and children at play. Everyone had their specialty. There were artisans, clothes makers, builders, and just about anything else you would need in a simple place like this. But what this society lacked, however, was what all civilized people had in human's past : an army. It had been that way forever as far as they were all concerned. The first humans to go back to the forests did away with them. They wished to live peacefully, in harmony. Plus, the main reason people started genetic engineering was to increase a soldiers ability to kill.
The three walked across a long rope bridge that was connected to a large tree. This was the center of town, where all the townspeople and leaders did major business and trades, also where they made major decisions. The main building was actually carved out of the massive tree. It was made in just a way that the tree would still grow, even though it had been cut into. They walked through the main entrance, which had ornate carvings around the opening. They walked up the main stairway, and walked through the massive doorway of the council room, the guards bowing out of the way of the one who was the next in line to be leader.
The village chief, Sugoroku, caught sight of them, rising from his seat that overlooked the entire room.
"Yami..Joey, Tristan..... what brings you here like this?"
The tri-color haired boy turned to his friends, motioning them forward. They were slightly nervous. Although they knew him quite well, they had never addressed him officially like this. Joey stepped forward, looking at his feet.
"I..um..Well, me and Tris were out in the woods, and we heard this weird noise. It didn't seem like something that lived around here ya know. So,we, uh, thought we'd tell ya about it. Everyone's heard the rumors and everything....."
Joey was still looking at the ground, but Sugoroku was looking at him with interest. He cleared his throat, walking up to them.
"I'm glad you said something. I'll look into it, but I'm really sure it's nothing. So, don't worry. You can all go now......"
Joey and Tristan nodded and walked towards the door. Yami was begging to walk away when his grandfathers voice stopped him.
"Yami....I need to talk to you."
Yami turned around and waited for his grandfather to speak. Sugoroku sighed, leaning on the staff he held.
"Yami, I need you to go to Linsaia(1) and make a report to the counsel there. This could be trouble¼"
Yami stood in confusion, not quite understanding.
"What do you mean? They just heard a noise..ooo, scary. Has something like this happened before?"
"Yes. Every time someone one has made a report like that, someone had disappeared. That's what happened to your father¼"
Sugoroku closed his eyes, thinking of his lost son. He had vanished after such a report. And Sugoroku could have stopped it. He looked at Yami pleadingly. The boy nodded, a sad look on his face.
"Right. I'll go right away."
With that, he briskly walked through doorway to prepare for his journey.
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(1)the largest city of the area, thought to be the center of their society.
Well, how was it? I'm scared it was a little weird¼and is Yami a bit out of character? I guess I'll let you decide. Later!