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like they have.
I noticed that fanfiction.net goes wiggy on some of my punctuation marks, thus the fraction things in the earlier chapters. I'll try to watch that from now on.
'Luke, I am your father' = Thoughts
"Nooooo!" = normal speech
When Joey talks to Seto, he'll be speaking his own language. But when Joey thinks, it'll be in English for your convenience.
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Sometimes it was fun to be alone. When you're alone, you can act goofy and make weird noises all you want. And that's just what Joey was doing. He was splashing around in a small creek, the water providing cool relief on the hot and humid day. He was originally going to fish, but fell in as soon as he got to the edge. That was another good thing about being alone : no one was there to see him screw up. When he finally hit the water after sliding down the bank and screaming like an idiot, he was muddy all along his backside. It was then he decided to forget the fishing and just began splashing around, trying to get clean.
Joey crawled out of the water, shaking the water off of his body. He stretched his arms up toward the sky, laughing at himself. He could be stupid at times, but he was alright. He ran a hand through his hair, beginning to walk off towards the village, not noticing the eerie green tint the sky had taken on.
He walked that route he'd taken many times before, not much paying attention to the scenery. A flash of lightning caught his eye, and he looked up to see the angry-looking storm clouds above him. He then noticed the trees around him. They were tall, no branches close to the ground. This was not his forest.
'Where am I? Crap…It's getting windy…'
He ran as fast as he could. At this point, he didn't know where he was going. He just knew he had to get away. The wind howled around him, leaves swirled in the gale. Lightning flashed furiously, as if the gods themselves had been angered. Joey kept running, until he finally had to stop. He frantically looked around, trying desperately to find shelter. It was then he noticed a figure not far in front of him. He squinted at it, finally walking closer to get a better look.
He was several feet away when he saw that the figure was indeed human. Lightning flashed again and allowed Joey to see that the figure held a sword above his head. The person lowered the sword, turning his face toward Joey. Lightning flashed again, illuminating his face. Blue eyes glimmered in the light, and silvery wings were silhouetted behind him. Joey's eyes widened in surprise.
'It's him!' Joey thought, 'It's the guy that ..wait ..if that's true, then ..what the heck's goin' on here?!'
He questions were left unanswered. His eyes were still fixed on the figure in front of him. The winged boy held the sword upright, the tip of the blade making sparks. Another flash of lightning, and the sword ha turned into a torch, its flame burning brightly in the darkness. The winged boy smirked before flaring his wings and taking to the sky. Joey watched him as he flew. The boy stopped, somehow a huge city below him. Joey looked at it, disbelieving. That was Linsaia, the main city of normal humans. The winged boy tossed the torch into the city, laughing as it was engulfed by flames. Joey watched too, his breath catching in his throat. He couldn't breath and he was sweating. The fire moved to engulf him as well, but his feet seemed to be glued to the forest floor..
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He was awoken by snoring, his own in fact. He scrunched up his face, remembering the dream.
'Just a dream Joey, just a dream..crap..that dude..' He cracked open an eye, then opened the other, blinking the sleep out of them. He felt awful. Tranquilizers will do that to you. He raised a hand to rub his eyes, sitting up at the same time. He looked around, taking in his surroundings. He had never seen a place like this before.
He was in a huge bed, softer then any he'd ever known. The blankets covering him were the same, softer than he'd ever imagined. The room was dark, so he couldn't see much beyond that. A noise to the left startled him, making him jump back a bit, pulling the blankets up to his chest. A light came on and someone spoke.
"Hn. Didn't think you'd ever wake up.."
After Joey's eyes adjusted to the light, he looked up at the person. It was, of course, the winged boy from before. He was dressed in fancier clothing than before. A black, long coat covered his shoulders and chest. Black pants covered his legs, and his black boots were slightly platformed, at least by three inches. Chains adorned them, making little noises every time he moved. His wings were visible, folded up against his back.
The winged boy reached a hand towards Joey, speaking in his own language that Joey didn't understand. Joey backed away from the hand, glaring at its owner the best he could and attempting to growl. The hand moved away and the winged boy sighed.
"What is you problem? Nevermind..What's your name anyway?" Joey looked at him, shaking his head, try to indicate that he didn't understand. The boy pointed to himself saying 'Seto', then looked to Joey, expecting him to say something. So he did.
"E wiri kannabina erin eaud hanakete." I don't understand what you're saying..
Joey shrugged, feeling that he'd conveyed himself fairly well. Hopefully the boy would just leave him alone. Yeah right..
Instead, the boy moved closer, kneeling on the bed. Joey watched him wide-eyed, moving back until he was almost at the edge of the bed. He watched as the boy pointed to himself, again saying 'Seto', then pointed to him. Joey though for a minute, trying to figure out what he was trying to tell him. It was hard to think; his brain was still affected by the drugs. It didn't take him very long to figure it out, though.
"Joey,," he said, pointing to himself, "Ni sead cu Joey."
The winged boy, Seto, as Joey had determined, nodded and moved off the bed. Joey watched him as he walked around the bed, moving towards the door. He turned to Joey, speaking boroe walking out the door.
" I'll bring you some food and a change of clothing. Stay where you are." With that, he was gone.
Joey shrugged. Whatever, he hadn't understood any of it anyway. He threw back the covers, standing up and stretching. He looked around, taking in all of the fancy furniture. A huge mirror hung on the wall in front of the bed, a desk was near the huge windows on the far side of the room. Various dressers were pushed up against the walls and a chair was pulled up next to the bad where Seto had been sitting while he waited. A door was behind him, he moved to investigate.
He opened the door, and gasped at what he saw. A huge marble and stone bathroom was before him. A marble sink sat next to a toilet. Beyond that, a large tub was sunk into the floor. It was filled with water, and jets were causing the water to bubble up. Beyond that, a stone shower that looked like a waterfall stood against the wall. The water cascaded down the wall, pooling t the bottom. He moved toward it, wanting to get a closer look, but he was stopped short from a hand on his shoulder. He jumped to the side, pressing himself against the wall to get away. He glared at the violator ; Seto glared back calmly as ever. He turned and walked away, speaking.
"I brought you some food. Come out here if you want to eat."
Joey glared after him, not moving from his place at the wall. He then sighed, lowering his head and walking out. It seemed he would have to swallow his pride for the time being. He walked slowly into the room. He saw that a small tray had been set up on the bed. Good smelling food, and lots of it, lay steaming n the plates. He noticed Seto had moved back to the chair. He watched Joey's every move from there, much to Joey's annoyance. But Joey gave into his hunger pains, sitting on the bed and digging in.
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Joey sat back, sighing and wiping his mouth. That was good alright! He leaned against the headboard, looking at Seto, who had watched him the entire time. The winged boy stood up and removed the tray, putting it near the door. Joey closed his eyes, trying not to think about anything ; his home, his sister and that creep..his dream. His thoughts about thoughts were interrupted when he found himself pinned to the headboard and the bed. His eyes flew open in fright, looking at Seto for a split second before struggling. They wrestled on the bed, hands and feet going every which way. Eventually, Joey felt himself restrained again. His arms were being held to his sides and his legs were being held together. He was still wiggling, tying to get away. He eventually gave up, looking up to glare at Seto. He looked back a Joey, regarding him coolly. He flared out his wings, bringing the forward, shading Joey from the light while bringing Joey up closer to his chest. Seto examined Joey's face, wanting to get a closer look at a normal human. So far, they didn't look like anything special.
Joey watched Seto for a bit before getting bored and closing his eyes. He was waaay too comfortable. Eventually, is breathing evened out and his limb relaxed as he fell asleep.
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Well, how was it? As always, thanks for the reviews. And please do review, it makes me happy!
I noticed that fanfiction.net goes wiggy on some of my punctuation marks, thus the fraction things in the earlier chapters. I'll try to watch that from now on.
'Luke, I am your father' = Thoughts
"Nooooo!" = normal speech
When Joey talks to Seto, he'll be speaking his own language. But when Joey thinks, it'll be in English for your convenience.
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Sometimes it was fun to be alone. When you're alone, you can act goofy and make weird noises all you want. And that's just what Joey was doing. He was splashing around in a small creek, the water providing cool relief on the hot and humid day. He was originally going to fish, but fell in as soon as he got to the edge. That was another good thing about being alone : no one was there to see him screw up. When he finally hit the water after sliding down the bank and screaming like an idiot, he was muddy all along his backside. It was then he decided to forget the fishing and just began splashing around, trying to get clean.
Joey crawled out of the water, shaking the water off of his body. He stretched his arms up toward the sky, laughing at himself. He could be stupid at times, but he was alright. He ran a hand through his hair, beginning to walk off towards the village, not noticing the eerie green tint the sky had taken on.
He walked that route he'd taken many times before, not much paying attention to the scenery. A flash of lightning caught his eye, and he looked up to see the angry-looking storm clouds above him. He then noticed the trees around him. They were tall, no branches close to the ground. This was not his forest.
'Where am I? Crap…It's getting windy…'
He ran as fast as he could. At this point, he didn't know where he was going. He just knew he had to get away. The wind howled around him, leaves swirled in the gale. Lightning flashed furiously, as if the gods themselves had been angered. Joey kept running, until he finally had to stop. He frantically looked around, trying desperately to find shelter. It was then he noticed a figure not far in front of him. He squinted at it, finally walking closer to get a better look.
He was several feet away when he saw that the figure was indeed human. Lightning flashed again and allowed Joey to see that the figure held a sword above his head. The person lowered the sword, turning his face toward Joey. Lightning flashed again, illuminating his face. Blue eyes glimmered in the light, and silvery wings were silhouetted behind him. Joey's eyes widened in surprise.
'It's him!' Joey thought, 'It's the guy that ..wait ..if that's true, then ..what the heck's goin' on here?!'
He questions were left unanswered. His eyes were still fixed on the figure in front of him. The winged boy held the sword upright, the tip of the blade making sparks. Another flash of lightning, and the sword ha turned into a torch, its flame burning brightly in the darkness. The winged boy smirked before flaring his wings and taking to the sky. Joey watched him as he flew. The boy stopped, somehow a huge city below him. Joey looked at it, disbelieving. That was Linsaia, the main city of normal humans. The winged boy tossed the torch into the city, laughing as it was engulfed by flames. Joey watched too, his breath catching in his throat. He couldn't breath and he was sweating. The fire moved to engulf him as well, but his feet seemed to be glued to the forest floor..
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He was awoken by snoring, his own in fact. He scrunched up his face, remembering the dream.
'Just a dream Joey, just a dream..crap..that dude..' He cracked open an eye, then opened the other, blinking the sleep out of them. He felt awful. Tranquilizers will do that to you. He raised a hand to rub his eyes, sitting up at the same time. He looked around, taking in his surroundings. He had never seen a place like this before.
He was in a huge bed, softer then any he'd ever known. The blankets covering him were the same, softer than he'd ever imagined. The room was dark, so he couldn't see much beyond that. A noise to the left startled him, making him jump back a bit, pulling the blankets up to his chest. A light came on and someone spoke.
"Hn. Didn't think you'd ever wake up.."
After Joey's eyes adjusted to the light, he looked up at the person. It was, of course, the winged boy from before. He was dressed in fancier clothing than before. A black, long coat covered his shoulders and chest. Black pants covered his legs, and his black boots were slightly platformed, at least by three inches. Chains adorned them, making little noises every time he moved. His wings were visible, folded up against his back.
The winged boy reached a hand towards Joey, speaking in his own language that Joey didn't understand. Joey backed away from the hand, glaring at its owner the best he could and attempting to growl. The hand moved away and the winged boy sighed.
"What is you problem? Nevermind..What's your name anyway?" Joey looked at him, shaking his head, try to indicate that he didn't understand. The boy pointed to himself saying 'Seto', then looked to Joey, expecting him to say something. So he did.
"E wiri kannabina erin eaud hanakete." I don't understand what you're saying..
Joey shrugged, feeling that he'd conveyed himself fairly well. Hopefully the boy would just leave him alone. Yeah right..
Instead, the boy moved closer, kneeling on the bed. Joey watched him wide-eyed, moving back until he was almost at the edge of the bed. He watched as the boy pointed to himself, again saying 'Seto', then pointed to him. Joey though for a minute, trying to figure out what he was trying to tell him. It was hard to think; his brain was still affected by the drugs. It didn't take him very long to figure it out, though.
"Joey,," he said, pointing to himself, "Ni sead cu Joey."
The winged boy, Seto, as Joey had determined, nodded and moved off the bed. Joey watched him as he walked around the bed, moving towards the door. He turned to Joey, speaking boroe walking out the door.
" I'll bring you some food and a change of clothing. Stay where you are." With that, he was gone.
Joey shrugged. Whatever, he hadn't understood any of it anyway. He threw back the covers, standing up and stretching. He looked around, taking in all of the fancy furniture. A huge mirror hung on the wall in front of the bed, a desk was near the huge windows on the far side of the room. Various dressers were pushed up against the walls and a chair was pulled up next to the bad where Seto had been sitting while he waited. A door was behind him, he moved to investigate.
He opened the door, and gasped at what he saw. A huge marble and stone bathroom was before him. A marble sink sat next to a toilet. Beyond that, a large tub was sunk into the floor. It was filled with water, and jets were causing the water to bubble up. Beyond that, a stone shower that looked like a waterfall stood against the wall. The water cascaded down the wall, pooling t the bottom. He moved toward it, wanting to get a closer look, but he was stopped short from a hand on his shoulder. He jumped to the side, pressing himself against the wall to get away. He glared at the violator ; Seto glared back calmly as ever. He turned and walked away, speaking.
"I brought you some food. Come out here if you want to eat."
Joey glared after him, not moving from his place at the wall. He then sighed, lowering his head and walking out. It seemed he would have to swallow his pride for the time being. He walked slowly into the room. He saw that a small tray had been set up on the bed. Good smelling food, and lots of it, lay steaming n the plates. He noticed Seto had moved back to the chair. He watched Joey's every move from there, much to Joey's annoyance. But Joey gave into his hunger pains, sitting on the bed and digging in.
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Joey sat back, sighing and wiping his mouth. That was good alright! He leaned against the headboard, looking at Seto, who had watched him the entire time. The winged boy stood up and removed the tray, putting it near the door. Joey closed his eyes, trying not to think about anything ; his home, his sister and that creep..his dream. His thoughts about thoughts were interrupted when he found himself pinned to the headboard and the bed. His eyes flew open in fright, looking at Seto for a split second before struggling. They wrestled on the bed, hands and feet going every which way. Eventually, Joey felt himself restrained again. His arms were being held to his sides and his legs were being held together. He was still wiggling, tying to get away. He eventually gave up, looking up to glare at Seto. He looked back a Joey, regarding him coolly. He flared out his wings, bringing the forward, shading Joey from the light while bringing Joey up closer to his chest. Seto examined Joey's face, wanting to get a closer look at a normal human. So far, they didn't look like anything special.
Joey watched Seto for a bit before getting bored and closing his eyes. He was waaay too comfortable. Eventually, is breathing evened out and his limb relaxed as he fell asleep.
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Well, how was it? As always, thanks for the reviews. And please do review, it makes me happy!