The Sand Adventures

by Muerte N' Max

Author's Note on Story: This is a re-visited version of a story I had originally on here. I brought it back cause it needed to be. I claim it to be "Re-Visited" but it's not in the title. Anyway, same summary as before: When present meets the past, and not vice versa, fun, adventures, hilariousness and great stories are to come! Akefia X OC. For a friend

5. Chapter 3

The Sand Adventures

Chapter 3

[Diabound's POV]

Yet again I lay waste here inside the homestead of Akefia, wondering if my master shall ever return. Yes...master. The concept is usually associated with the rich, the wealthy, the higher in social power or the appitomy of class. But no, that is far from any of these things. For my master is poor, owns the home of one of his friends, and is a common vagabound. He is indeed the craftiest I've ever known...

Maybe I'm blowing him out of proportion...

So, yet again I wait in the sweltering heat that can take the breath of many a humankind. It is so dreadful, and I feel for those that have to endure such unbearable climates as these.

Ah! I hear something!

The soft whiny of horses, the clopping of hooves upon the ground. Well well...so my master has scored himself some horses in the process. It is an invaluable necessity here in the city. As I here footsteps, I make myself scarce quickly for I do not wish for people to see me. Why's that you ask?

I'm a spirit, and a frightful one at that...

Sickly blue-ish skin, massive muscles, horns, claws, claws, and a snake for a tail, oh and my name is Diabound fully, or Dia for short when it comes to Akefia. What? You've never seen a massive, demonic nightmarish distaster of a beast before? Maybe in your worst nightmares on a hallow's eve night. But no...I'm very much so these and more. This is why I must hide...to prevent scaring those that I've had the most awkward pleasure of meeting on accident.

So, I wait in high anxiety and hopes that my master has returned safely. Ah! He's entering. He's now dusting himself off, and toting a heavy satchel of gold along his waist side. Well, it's good in the fact that he's rich so he can thrive off this ungodly torment of a wasteland. Oh ho! What's this!?

A Girl! THE GIRL!

And now, I can't help but find myself laughing a bit in glee. Well well well, Akefia old boy, I do believe that your life is being molded like clay here, and the sad thing is, you have no more say so now. Ah, but nonetheless, I wait in utter eccentricness and joy, as I know what to say to him, and now, I wait for the thrill of the unraveling of the newest chapter in Akefia's life. All I have to say is...

This...will be interesting...heh heh heh...

Thanks for reading. So, we meet Diabound, and now, in Diabound's words, we begin the newest chapter in Akefia's life! Just exactly what is gonna be planned anyway? Who knows? I don't! So please read, comment, you know, all that good junk. This is Muerte Xanders, signing out