Speaking: "Where am I?" The boy asked. Nothing answered him. He could not feel anything.
Thinking: As he lie there he suddenly wondered How long will it take for me to go insane?
Spell/Special thing: "Search!" Xemness The Scholar shouted as he searched for the boy used the perspective of to tell his stories.
Keven watched as the metal golem charged at him. This fight isn't going to last long if he thinks something like that can beat me. Keven thought to himself as he dodged the blow aimed at his head by stepping backwards. If this was even near as strong as newer class iron golem I originally thought they were this would take some effort. Keven thought to himself. Suddenly an idea came into Keven's warped, evil, chaotic head. That would be fun to try out on this little noble. Keven thougt.
Everybody watched as Keven dodged the first blow, aimed at his stomach, with relative ease. Keven smiled as he tucked the green orb in his hand away into one of the pockets on his coat. "How weak." He commented before jumping back almost ten feet. While everyone was staring wide-eyed at him for simply having that amount of physical strength, he chuckled. "Let me show you how you attack. Watch this." With that, Keven disappeared.
"Wh-Where is he?" Guiche asked, unknowingly voicing what everyone of them were wondering. Suddenly Guiche felt a presser on his right shoulder. "You should never take your eyes of an oppoment, noble sir." Keven advised, despite the fact that he knew that the task would have been physically impossible for the young boy. "H-how-" Guiche tried to ask before realizing that Louise's familiar had rapped his right arm around his neck while sipping tea. The bad part, he realized, is that he hadn't even noticed until the act was already done.
I lost. Guiche realized. He may not have formally announced it, but I lost. "I-!" Guiche shouted before he felt the hand release his neck. "I yield." Keven said as he walked away, his long black coat flapping wildly as he walked, much like a cape. Huh~~? All of the nobles thought to themselves, some even going as far as to voice it. Then, like a storm it hit them. He defeated Guiche. He tried to act like he didn't. He walked away. Guiche had started to give up for fear of his life. Keven defeated Guiche. The commoner just did the impossible.
On an off note shortly after walking away Keven started to wonder if the stone walls would look better if there was some dirt in the very center of the walls. Likewise in the center of all the courts there would be some stone. When he tested it out he found that it really did look fantastic, however if you did not change the rest of the school at the same time it wouldn't match and thus made that part look sloppy.
"O-old Osmond!? The commoner familiar technically won..." Mr. Colbert reported. "W-What great power. Are you sure he's just normal human?" Osmond asked, unaware of the presences right ease dropping on their conversation. "No. Keven is not a normal human." Keven answered the question, despite not even being in the same room as them until ten seconds earlier. They both looked at him, clearly surprised. A second later they both raised their staffs and pointed them at him.
"Hey now. I didn't come here get killed by you two. I came here because I have things to do where I come from." Both of them lowered their staffs. "I afraid we have no way of taking you to your village." Proffecer Colbert admitted. Keven clicked his teeth. "No, that's not what I was saying. What I was saying is that I'm taking Louise to my princess tonight whether you like it or not. I need to see if I have her permission to be Louise's familiar. I am her favorite plaything after all." He explained. Before either of them could say anything, Keven waved his hand to silence them and idly explained himself, "She will die if she leaves to bad of an impression on them. I will not pick Louise if both sides are of the same value to me, much less if it leans slightly in my kingdom's favor." Then, like nothing ever happened, he was out. "How does he do that anyway?" Mr. Colbert asked. "I have absolutely no idea." Osmond admitted in defeat.
Louise was in her room preparing to go to sleep when Keven finally walked in. "We have to go." Keven said as he started to drag her to the door. "Wait! Where are we going! Listen stupid familiar!" Louise ordered. Keven continued down his set path. "We are going to ask permission from my countries royalty for absence while serving you." He answered bluntly.
When outside Keven used ender magic as a long ranged hand and picked up three cubic meters of dirt. Where the dirt was he made a massive portal directly to the palace chamber. "Wha-?" Louise started before being forcible thrown into the portal.
Louise was faintly aware that she was alive. Odd as it was, she didn't feel anything, moreover she felt at peace. "Hello there!" Keven suddenly shouted into her ear. "Oww! She yelled, reeling back in pain. Keven laughed, though Louise could tell by now that it was a fake laugh. "Sorry but I need to ask you to have an audience with princess Andr. I need to get her permission to act as your familiar. Please keep in mind that even if I am allowed, if it hiders my future I'm not going to do it. Also, I will side with the princess and the King because I fear them more. Please keep your questions in until a after all this, and keep your manners, your are meeting with royalty." Keven advised before they suddenly appeared in front of a giant palace.
"Keven." A blocky, tall dark thing nodded at Keven. Louise was about to look at it ore in depth when Keven jerked her head towards him. "What was that for!" she demanded. "In this society it is considered a challenge to look at the upper body of an enderman." Keven informed his poor master, fully knowing that his master was probably about to die.
So, yeah! Cliffhanger! Late update because of lack of inspiration and minor computer problems. (Stupid lemonade.) Also, keep in mind that the challenge still stands! Someone answer my call!
Random sentence!: Ever notice that if you get really into imagining things you fall into technical insanity?