Hope you all enjoy the stories so far. This one is a bit emo-ish even for me but when I started to type this, it took this direction and I decided to go with it. I'm a bit impressed at how this turned out so I kept up with it. Its split into 2 parts and I'm currently working on the 2nd part right now.
The Joining of Koran (Part I)
Begin Recording – My name is Koran and I have been asked to record my statement on how I was able to join the Cyber Warriors for future references, so then here is my tale, but I must warn you, my tale isn't a happy one.
Earth, 3047 C.E.: My tale begins with me walking home, in a dangerous part of the city, from downtown.
Koran was walking home from downtown with his latest purchase for his game system thinking "This new controller is going to be so cool to use."He started walking down a back alley when a hole, filled with multi-colored lights, opens up in the side of the wall. "Whoa, that's a bad trip right there. I wonder what this is…" Just as Koran peered into the hole, a dark figure emerged. Covered in dark body armor with ancient markings on his face, the mysterious figure started chanting in an ancient language. "Nemok, Oolek, Cho-og, Makek." He fired a plasma blast from his hands right at Koran. Koran jumped out of the way just as the blast struck the same spot he was standing on. He started backing up into a corner as the figure walked slowly towards him, knowing he was trapped. Koran slumped down to the ground with fear in his eyes, thinking that this was his time to go, he caught a glimpse of another hole opening up in the wall and a dark-cloaked figure came out of it. Even though Koran could see that the body under the robe was female, the head was completely covered by the hood. As the cloaked female walked over to the armored character, she picked him up by the back of his neck and tossed him back into the hole he came out of. As soon as the man was gone the hole closed up. The woman looked down at Koran and could see fear in his eyes, and with a voice that sounded like a heavenly angel, she spoke to him. "Don't fear me Koran. I came to help you and make you an offer." "W...w...what kind of offer?" He stuttered, "And how do you know my name? I don't know who you are." "I am known as Prophet. The offer I present to you is an invitation to join the K.o.G. clan." Koran got really angry at hearing that name. "The… K.o.G… clan? NO." He screamed "My father lost his life fighting for that clan. I swore I would NEVER join. Get away from me, never come near me AGAIN." The Prophet bowed to Koran, "If you wish, it shall be." With a wave of her robe, she disappeared. Koran got up, brushed himself off, picked up his package and started off for home still shaking.
A block away from his house, he saw fire trucks, police and an ambulance parked outside his front door. He noticed smoke coming from the roof and saw the emergency crew wheeling a stretcher out of the house, with the image of a body under the sheet. At that moment Koran's heart sank down into his chest as he took of running towards the stretcher hoping, praying, it wasn't his girlfriend, Jade. When he reached a few feet from the body a police officer stepped in front of him, making him stop. "Whoa son, there is nothing to see here. Move along now." "That's my house there," he said while trying to get pass the policeman, "Please let me through" The officer looked at him and right away Koran could see the sadness in his eyes, which also confirmed his greatest fear. "How did she die?" The cop looked away from him. "HOW DID SHE DIE?" The cop turned around and started walking towards the body. "Follow me if you want to know." Koran followed him to the stretcher, trying to prepare himself for this. When the officer stopped, he pulled back the sheet just enough to show the head. He could immediately recognize that it was Jade and she was severely beaten. "Who did this to her?" He said through clenched teeth, "WHO?!" "It is unknown on who did this," the officer said slowly, "I am very sorry for your lost."
I'm sorry, but I have to stop right now. All the memories are flooding back to me and is making me emotional. I'll continue when I have calmed down. Thank you for listening to me up to this point.
End recording…