The Dark Path We Travel - Original Story - [PG-13]
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The Dark Path We Travel - Original Story - [PG-13]
”Upon a midnight, dark and deary. A darkness looms. A forever dark, a nothingless life. Going on towards a never ending tomorrow.”
A world where life is nothing more than the dust it came from. A world where lines have been drawn and divided. A world where money is worth nothing and life is meaningless.
A world were tomorrow never comes, and today lives on forever.
Can this world ever be changed? Will this world ever have a happily ever after?
That, we, will have to see.
Última edición por ScarletDrakon el Lun Mayo 05, 2014 10:11 pm, editado 1 vez
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Characters
The Criminal
She has lived every day, in and out, living just the same old thing. She is quiet and a criminal in this new world. She has some magic ability though that is currently unknown. Can this criminal hated by all have and shred of hope for changing the world?
The Enforcer
This teen has gone on with life, slowly gaining the ranks in this new world. Her weapons are her most fearful attribute though there seems to be more to her than meets the eye. Will this Enforcer, who has worked hard to gain her new place. Throw it away or keep it and fight?
The Klutz
This girl has lived the most close to normal life there is anymore. Only with her clutz antics getting the best of her every now and then. Though it is for real or just an act? And will this screw up either help the rest or be their downfall?
The Battler
This girl has honed her skills and worked to get where she is. She has respect for her skills and to the face that some event fear her. Though there is something else hiding behind those irises of hers. Will she be the final push in this rebellion or will she be the straw that broke the camels back?
The Mage
This girl has worked hard to stay off the radar, stay out of the news, and to not be heard of. Her cute and kind demeanor making a nice façade for her other persona. Though have these two sides come to far apart to merge back together?
The Silent
This guy is often ‘off the radar’ of the rest of the world. Watching the world go by him with out a care in this destroyed world. Will he either help or hinder the rest? Or will his quiet solitude last forever?
The Warrior
This guy has had a struggle to get to the rank he is and to even stay there. For a warrior he has a soft heart though doesn’t show that much. Will he follow the rules and keep his place or step up to make a change?
The Insain
This guy, yes guy, has been through every mental institute and metal ward through this new world. Only currently has he been allowed to see the ‘light of day’ allowing him to see the world. Will he actually help these rebels? Or will he turn them over in a heart beat?
The Mysterious
Not much is known about this guy. He’s hardly been heard of and only known by a small whisper of his name. Only who is he, really? Is he a friend or a foe?
The Brawler
This guy, often heard about and sometimes detained for his fighting and his rash way of getting into fights. His fists strike hard and his feet even harder. Is he just a fighting machine or is there a heart buried under that fight response?
The Flirt
This guy, is often known are renouned for his flirtatious and playboy tactics. He doesn’t tend to know the word stop when it comes to girl. Getting him a good and bad reputation. Will he change or will this way always be?
Última edición por ScarletDrakon el Miér Mayo 07, 2014 4:23 am, editado 1 vez
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Table of Contents
Chapters
Prelude - - - - - - - - - - -Page 1
Chapter 1 - - - - - - - - - Page 1
Chapter 2 - - - - - - - - - Page 2
Chapter 3 - - - - - - - - - Page 2
Chapter 4 - - - - - - - - - Page 2
Chapter 5 - - - - - - - - - Coming Soon
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Prelude
This world
A place of war and night
Everyday
full of fear and fright
In never was
like this in the light
Though those days
Have vanished in the white
The void of time
Slowly eats our might
Though throughout all
In the bright
A changing wind
Comes out of the night
To change the future
To end the fright
To begin again
Those days of light
To find us all
In the void of white
To get there
The cost of our might
No matter what
To get to that bright
Our bright new future
Where One can be free
Our bright new future
Where We can be free
Our bright new future
Where All can be free
All that stands
In our way
Is the choice
Of one and
The effects of
That one choice
Either the
Flight to a bright future
Or
The Fall to a dark despair
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OMG!!! That must be the most beautiful piece of writing I've ever read!ScarletDrakon escribió:
This world
A place of war and night
Everyday
full of fear and fright
In never was
like this in the light
Though those days
Have vanished in the white
The void of time
Slowly eats our might
Though throughout all
In the bright
A changing wind
Comes out of the night
To change the future
To end the fright
To begin again
Those days of light
To find us all
In the void of white
To get there
The cost of our might
No matter what
To get to that bright
Our bright new future
Where One can be free
Our bright new future
Where We can be free
Our bright new future
Where All can be free
All that stands
In our way
Is the choice
Of one and
The effects of
That one choice
Either the
Flight to a bright future
Or
The Fall to a dark despair
I would never be able to make a poem as beautiful as that!
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Oh, by the way, cluts is actually spelled klutz. It's an odd spelling, but it's correct.
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Re: The Dark Path We Travel - Original Story - [PG-13]
(( Weird, spell check didn't flag it... Se la Ve. XD Thanks though for pointing out.
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Re: The Dark Path We Travel - Original Story - [PG-13]
You're welcome.ScarletDrakon escribió:(( Weird, spell check didn't flag it... Se la Ve. XD Thanks though for pointing out.
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Chapter 1
The sky looked like that screen of an old broken television. The colors of gray mixing with each other but not making another color. These clouds rolled over the scene below. A town, a town of new machinery, a town of the highest providence, a town that use to illuminate the world, a town that now lied in ruins. The buildings below some only as tall as a normal person, while others where just tall enough to reach the top of a nearby cliff side. What once was called Everline, the city of never ending dreams. Now was Neverline, the city of dead dreams. A slow brisk breeze blew down from the cliff side, carrying on its gentle wings was dust and ash though there was also a single petal, a single flower petal. Shining with its white color against the gray sky. The petal gracefully played on the breeze as it rolled off that cliff face and down towards the ruins below. That one petal, not seeming to care on the perilous path on which it traveled as with the breeze it drifted through crumbling windows panes, where beautiful glass use to stand, and destroyed door ways, where oaken and metal door once hanged.
That small petal, floated through the rusted window pane of the ruined remains of what used to be the chapel of Everline. With the breeze no longer to support it did the small white petal start to slowly drift down towards the floor and broken seats below it. The little white spec only stopping once it came up against a dark night black cloth. At that moment a pale slender hand raised itself from the night black cloth as the petal gently landed on. The movement was slow as the index finger of the hand, slipped itself under the petal's grasp and slowly lifted it off the fabric. The black cloth slowly moved at that point as a pale face and a mess of black hair came out from the black fabric as the eyes under the slight black bangs opened revealing electric blue irises. Those two eyes looked gentle at the petal on the finger of slender hand, the curiosity showing in them for a matter of seconds before vanishing and replaced by a stern glare.
"So... its that time again..."
Escaped the pale lips as her eyes followed as the petal drifted off the finger to be free once more. The black cloth shifted again as two black boots touched against the metallic floor of the survived chapel. The pale slender hand along with another hand gripped against the bench top that happened to still be in one piece and gently pushed up allowing the black cloth to drape around in the manner of a cloak, as that long figure stood alone as the one still intact bench slightly behind it and the scattered remained of broken pieces of wood, metal, and glass on the rusted metal floor. The hair whipped around that feminine figure as the cloth making of a hood started to fall from her shoulders. The unearthly silence looming in those hollowed halls, as the one girl stood there alone.
"OIII!"
The sound erupted from the rusted and ruined doorway, as the figure's electric blue eyes shot towards it for a second and then to the rafters above. In one brisk movement the figure ducked and knelt down on the ground as from above a hear piercing screen rang out, as like a movement of cloud and as fast as the wind did out of the darkness of the rafters did a swarm of black mechanical bats swooped down from the rafters and towards the floor. The bottom of the swarm only just barely coming out of their dive before hitting the figure as the shot in the direction of the door. The figure froze there as the screeching continued though there was something else with it this time. The high pitch scream of girl. For a matter of minutes did this go on and the screeching getting louder and louder every moment. Though it was suddenly back to that silences that remained there before, that unearthly white noise singing of nothing. The figure slowly got up at that point, her pale boney knees seen for a moment outside of the safety of the cloak. That fresh crimson blood now decorated them as the clear glass with a dark red tone to them slowly dropped from the place they had cut. One by one landing with a mute sound against the flooring.
The figure looked at the opening were the shout had come from, her irises looking keenly at the origin of the shout. Standing in the doorway was a younger girl, herself clutching to herself as her soft pink hair was ravaged and dechiveled as the white hoodie she was wearing over a dark sea blue and mild purple summer dress was now itself sliced here and there and looked in the need of repair. The young girls white boots, almost no longer white but more of a medium gray in value. After a beat or three did the young girl relax as her face was showing down. Her face was scratched and from one cut on her check and above her left eye was now bleed as if they had reopened in the exchange. Her mild purple irises looked wore and the cornea around them slightly bloodshot. While the white plus hairpieces staying only barely in her bangs. One of them cracked from one side to the other while the other was cracked in several places and was missing a few pieces here and there.
"Please... Please... I... I... I... didn't come here to... to...too... hurt you....... I...i....i... need your help..."
The whimpered cry came from the young girl's mouth as she slowly and unsteadily took a step into the chapel. Her eyes shaking as if pleading with something more than just the girl there. Pleading for help, pleading for remorse, pleading for pity, and pleading for love. Each step by step the girl getting more and more unstable in her walk. Her knees shaking beyond compare and her feet shaking as she took every step she could.
"Please... Eve... Please... I need... I need... I needed... help..."
The pleading came from the young girl as she continued to walk toward the figure she had called Eve. The young girl's footsteps cracking some glass, breaking some wood, and making a sound against the metal. The young girl continued to walk towards the figure, as the whites started to drain from her eyes.
"... Please..."
The whisper fell of the young girls lips as the whites filled drained and she started to fall forward towards the figure. Her eyes starting to close as gravity slowly took her forward toward the ground. With nothing in the child's control to do anything to stop it. The figure's arms slowly extended just to softly catch the child as the hands slowly and gently brought her closer and flipped her over so that she's face upwards. One hand held onto the child while the other slowly moved to her neck.
"Good... she's not dead..."
The sigh of relieve escaped the figure's pale lips as they slightly curled into a small smile. The figure slowly moved her arm under the legs of the young child and while the other arm stayed behind the child's back as the figure lifted the child up and slowly shifted over towards the still intact bench of the chapel and gently set the young girl down on it. The figure shifted back slightly and sat down on a study bench half, her electric blue eyes staying on the girl as another sigh escaped the girl's lips.
"Oh... Neneve... what trouble have you gotten your self into now...? And... why did you... come to me...? As the last thing... you need... is to be wanted like me... as I'm... I'm..."
"I'm... a... Criminal..."
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