in this thread,i have no idea if there are any similiar ones here,too lazy to look through 52 pages but anyways,here,you put short storys that you have written,and we discuss them and put what we think about them
No making fun of other peoples storys,once it starts to happen,moderators,don't hesitate to close the thread
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so yeah,nobody want to submit any storys or whats going on
QUOTE(Juno @ Feb 6 2006, 09:27 PM) [snapback]1051726[/snapback]
so yeah,nobody want to submit any storys or whats going on
I'd love to submit a story, but I am far too longwinded to do so, and almost all my best work is far too racy to put up here...but my main stories I am working on are the elemental chronicles, following the elemental guardian incarnations as they are reborn into human vessels. crazy plot line, wait for it to hit shelves sometime soon! *
*by soon I mean most likely never
I'd love to hear other stories, or at least plot lines, which would work as well.
wicked sounds good,i have wrote 2 storys now,2 short little one page storys,i'm working on the third,have to think of an ending
perhaps there will be a fourth?dun dun dun
perhaps there will be a fourth?dun dun dun
but i don't know if i should submit them,i will,soon
The Big Bang pt 1
"GET UP!YOUR GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!".It was all a dream.Stephen awoke feeling happy about his recent dream.He knew his happiness would soon end.He put on his shirt,grabbed a clean pair of boxers from his drawer,walked to the closet in the hallway and grabbed a towel.He undressed and got in the shower.
He ran downstairs,grabbed his coat and left the house.He ran as fast as he could to school.He already knew he was late but hoped that something would happen that would bide him more time.He arrived at the school at 9:06.He ran down the hallway to his first class.He entered the class feeling embaressed.He walked to his seat in the far corner by himself.He sat there and drew pictures on his book.He didn't even bother with the assignment,his marks were low enough as it was.The bell rang at 10:06.He walked to his next class.He entered the class and sat down in the farthest corner, once again,by himself.He sat there and drew some more picures on his books.The same thing happend throughout the day till 3:16.He walked home while thinking of what he was going to do later in the day.He reached his house,walked in and went upstairs.
The same thing continued on for 3 days till the 4th day.Great fires streaked across the sky.Burning,screaming,crys for help.He seen his whole family burn.He seen the whole city burn till it was in ruins.All of a sudden,a great comet came streaking across the sky and hit earth with a great bang."GET UP!"he awoke swetting and trembling.He looked around his room to see if it was ok.He walked to his drawer,shaking slightly,he walked to get a towel and got in the shower.He walked down the stairs.Grabbed his coat.And walked to school.He reached the school at 9:16.He walked in and looked around.He seen six teachers standing by the staffroom talking to each other.He seen six students talking to each other.He knew what was going to happen.He started to tremble,he started to swet."You ok?" asked a student."I-I'm f-fine." said Stephen with a shaky voice."You look like you've seen a ghost or somthing.You sure your ok?" asked the student."I-I just need a drink of water." answered Stephen.
He walked to the water fountain.Got a drink.He started to walk to his next class.When he entered the room.He was still shaking.He stayed in the far corner till 11:06.He walked to his next class,trembling.He entered.Right when he was starting to feel ok.A loud explosion occured in the class beside his.He looked to see what it was but could only see kids running down the hall.He ran to the front doors.He walked outside.He watched as comets pelted the school like hail.He ran to the street and watched as the houses across from the school began to get hit by comets.Within several minutes.The whole city was In ruins.There stood Stephen on top of the biggest hill.He watched as a huge comet streaked across the sky.The explosion was hard enough to knock out Stephen.Stephen layed on the grass till he awoke 6 days later.
The End of Part 1
the second one is better i think
"GET UP!YOUR GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!".It was all a dream.Stephen awoke feeling happy about his recent dream.He knew his happiness would soon end.He put on his shirt,grabbed a clean pair of boxers from his drawer,walked to the closet in the hallway and grabbed a towel.He undressed and got in the shower.
He ran downstairs,grabbed his coat and left the house.He ran as fast as he could to school.He already knew he was late but hoped that something would happen that would bide him more time.He arrived at the school at 9:06.He ran down the hallway to his first class.He entered the class feeling embaressed.He walked to his seat in the far corner by himself.He sat there and drew pictures on his book.He didn't even bother with the assignment,his marks were low enough as it was.The bell rang at 10:06.He walked to his next class.He entered the class and sat down in the farthest corner, once again,by himself.He sat there and drew some more picures on his books.The same thing happend throughout the day till 3:16.He walked home while thinking of what he was going to do later in the day.He reached his house,walked in and went upstairs.
The same thing continued on for 3 days till the 4th day.Great fires streaked across the sky.Burning,screaming,crys for help.He seen his whole family burn.He seen the whole city burn till it was in ruins.All of a sudden,a great comet came streaking across the sky and hit earth with a great bang."GET UP!"he awoke swetting and trembling.He looked around his room to see if it was ok.He walked to his drawer,shaking slightly,he walked to get a towel and got in the shower.He walked down the stairs.Grabbed his coat.And walked to school.He reached the school at 9:16.He walked in and looked around.He seen six teachers standing by the staffroom talking to each other.He seen six students talking to each other.He knew what was going to happen.He started to tremble,he started to swet."You ok?" asked a student."I-I'm f-fine." said Stephen with a shaky voice."You look like you've seen a ghost or somthing.You sure your ok?" asked the student."I-I just need a drink of water." answered Stephen.
He walked to the water fountain.Got a drink.He started to walk to his next class.When he entered the room.He was still shaking.He stayed in the far corner till 11:06.He walked to his next class,trembling.He entered.Right when he was starting to feel ok.A loud explosion occured in the class beside his.He looked to see what it was but could only see kids running down the hall.He ran to the front doors.He walked outside.He watched as comets pelted the school like hail.He ran to the street and watched as the houses across from the school began to get hit by comets.Within several minutes.The whole city was In ruins.There stood Stephen on top of the biggest hill.He watched as a huge comet streaked across the sky.The explosion was hard enough to knock out Stephen.Stephen layed on the grass till he awoke 6 days later.
The End of Part 1
the second one is better i think
if the second is better, I can't wait to read it! freakin awesome!
do you think the mods would mind if I posted something with violence/gore? i know this is an all age group, but mild fighting/swordsplay wouldn't offend right?
do you think the mods would mind if I posted something with violence/gore? i know this is an all age group, but mild fighting/swordsplay wouldn't offend right?
Cool - Can't wait for Part 2.
Unfortunately, I don't write short stories much. I'm working on a novel but even Chapter One is 26 pages long. I don't think it'll fit on the forum.
Glacies - I wouldn't think some sword-play would bother anyone. Post your story!
Maybe I'll whip something short up. I'm in a sharing mood lately.
More people post your stories!!!!!
Unfortunately, I don't write short stories much. I'm working on a novel but even Chapter One is 26 pages long. I don't think it'll fit on the forum.
Glacies - I wouldn't think some sword-play would bother anyone. Post your story!
Maybe I'll whip something short up. I'm in a sharing mood lately.
More people post your stories!!!!!
There is an edit button.
QUOTE(UniversalParadox @ Feb 7 2006, 01:22 PM) [snapback]1052181[/snapback]
There is an edit button.
Yes there is, how about that?
Edit to apologize: Sorry -- that was sarcastic and rude. Wasn't quite sure why you pointed that out though.
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A little beginning of something I just whipped up. What do you think?
Cameron was playing with his knife again. He pulled it nonchalantly out of its sheath, making sure the edge would whisper against the stiff leather, and held it out in front of his face, turning it around slowly so it caught the light of the candle. The blade had been a gift from his father, and he was proud of being the only one in our gang with a real weapon. Come to think of it, he was the only one with a real father too. His father had been a highwayman and was now serving time in the dungeons, but he was alive and Cameron had known him for a while.
My mother told me once that my father had been a soldier and he had to leave when his regiment marched on Lackney. Another time, she had told me that my father was the first mate on a merchant ship that had put into port for supplies. The only thing I knew about him for sure was that he had dark hair and eyes, and that was only because I did. My mother was blonde, as was my sister who had died of the fever when she was two years old.
Cameron cleared his throat, making sure to attract our attention, and began cleaning his fingernails with the knife. Mouse was staring wide-eyed up at him. At least Cam had one admirer.
Joden kicked his foot viciously and growled under his breath. "Put the damn thing away, Cam. We've already seen it."
Shooting an angry glance his way, Cam sat up straighter and was about to say something. The rumble of wagon wheels cut him off, and we all stopped moving, listening to the feet of oxen and the creak of old wood overhead.
When the caravan had passed, Mouse spoke up timidly. "Sounded like two, maybe three. What do you think they have this time?"
No one answered.
Five days earlier, Joden and I had stood atop Ronak peak and watched a long train of ox-drawn wagons winding their way down the road toward our town. The wagons were covered with black canvas painted over with strange symbols and words neither of us could read. There had been talk that evening that the Dream-dwellers had set up a camp on the north end of the village. People latched their doors early at night and did not venture out unless they had to. Wagons kept coming, one or two each day, driven by men with their hoods pulled low over their faces.
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nice! a great start!
okay, Im posting a sample from one of my completed novels, a short little teaser. it happens to be a bit immature, as it is from my first novel, and the characters in it are relaxed and content. in my newer novel, following the life of the incarnation of fire, the main character and the story itself is very dark, very violent, very mature, if youre interested in that, pm me, and I'll give you a link, or I could give the link here...not sure if that's spamming though...
basic gist-you have the incarnation of cold (I know, cold isn't really an element, ice isn't either, however it is a long drawn out process and if you don't mind believing in incarnations, don't complain about what's incarnating lol) and you have a felinian spectral tracker, a cat person basically, who astrally tracks the incarnations as they are, well incarnated. here the two have befriended each other by this sample, and are training in swordsplay and martial artistry to fulfil the incarnations duty as guardian. that's it in a nutshell. again, this is an early work, but I still love it like a child, given, a weak and sickly child, but the love is there haha. read on!
"Training sucks" Cat said, hating the effort involved.
"Buck up Princess." Matt answered as he tossed his friend a staff and the two squared off. Matt leapt up and kicked Cat, sending him crashing into the dirt.
"HEY! I wasn't ready!" He shouted, and Matt shook his head laughing. Cat got up, brushed himself up, and picked up his staff.
"Are you ready now, or should I-" Matt started but stopped as he had his legs knocked out from under him. On his back, he stared up at Cat who merely bowed. Matt rose and the two started, spinning and defending with crashing blows of the wooden training weapons. Matt raised his up and spun it above his head. While Cat watched this move, The Ice Wielder kicked him in the stomach, dazing and angering Cat. Cat drove his spear into the ground and spun about the pole, landing a powerful kick to Matt's side.
Matt leapt backwards, and dodged another kick, only to catch the third from the Tracker. Startled, Cat let go of the pole and fell to the ground. Immediately, he jumped up and punched at Matt's chest. Matt threw his hand forward and stopped the attack, and flipped backwards to avoid a kick from his friend.
"Do you know how hard it is to hit you?" Cat asked while he fought. Matt only laughed.
"I have no idea." He answered while he leapt back and pulled himself up onto the ledge above. Cat crouched and leapt up to join him. High up they continued their fight, punching and kicking while avoiding a huge fall. The Ice Wielder continued to play the defensive, evading attacks, while barely touching Cat in return. Cat drew his claws and lunged at his friend.
"That's it, the gloves are off." Cat joked as he leapt. Matt responded by encasing his hands and feet in ice and continuing the fight.
"If you insist." Matt said. He threw punch after punch, all blocked by Cat. Matt raised his leg, kicked the Tracker in the side, and continued to strike. Cat leapt back and blocked most of the blows. He drew his boot daggers, and tossed them at Matt. The Ice Wielder flipped back and dodged all the daggers, and as one whipped past his face, he
grasped it by the hilt and threw it back at the Tracker. Cat threw himself to the ground to dodge it in time. Cat got up and leapt at his friend with all of his strength, Matt in return shook his head and quickly stepped to one side as Cat hurtled past him over the ledge. Matt walked over, and watched him land safely on his feet.
"Get down here!" He shouted up at Matt.
"Get up here!" he shouted back. Cat shook his head and just lay down to rest. He had just dozed off when Matt raised him to the ledge with a large ice pillar.
"You just couldn't let me sleep huh?" He asked and sighed as Matt drew his sword. Cat drew his blade and they started their session training again. They clashed their weapons against each other, sending sparks in all directions. Cat knew The Ice Wielder was the better swordsman, but he still tried his hardest against him, if only to give him a proper exercise. He spun about and blocked Matt's attack but was poked as Matt pierced his defense and taunted him. Cat decided to test the true strength of his friend, and drew a sword in each hand.
"I can fight two swords at once." Matt answered and Cat nodded, but then turned about and shocked The Ice Wielder by revealing his long opposable tail.
"I had no idea you actually had a tail! Why did you not tell me of this before? It is so funny, does it wag when you get happy?" Cat looked at him crossly, and explained that it was something he was embarrassed of, as others reacted much the same way. For that reason, he always tucked it into his pants, as a way of concealing it.
"I meant you no insult, it's just that it is so, well, funny to see. May I ask what it can do?" Matt asked
"Watch." He said and placed a sword in its grasp, and then had three swords at once to fight against Matt's one.
"That." Matt said astonished, but was brought back to his senses as he started to fight.
"Is this a little more challenging?" Cat asked smugly. He continued to fight, this time the odds were a little more even. Matt flipped back, avoiding the triple bladed threat, and then resumed his duel. Blocking, blocking, blocking, it was nearly too much for Matt to handle, he had almost no room to strike.
"This is a much better workout than normal." Matt applauded the Tracker's skill. Matt spun about and dodged the three swords, before finally jumping over Cat and ending the swordplay by placing his sword right next to the Tracker's throat.
"Okay, you win. Are we done now?" Cat asked, exhausted.
"Just about my friend, all we must do now is train with the range and we will be done." Matt explained.
"Ohhhh, not the range, it is so tiresome." Cat knew that his friend would never let him out of training so he would grin and bear it no matter how difficult the exercise.
"Let us get it all set up. Hardest level." Matt said and the two entered a large, enclosed and empty courtyard area, with trees and hills. They walked into the centre and stood silently.
"Ready?"
"As I'll ever be." Cat answered and closed his eyes as Matt chained the Tracker's foot to the ground as well as his own to start the exercise. The two stood there as all around them large cylinders pushed up from out of the ground and aimed at them. The first one to shoot hurled a spiked metal ball, at Matt's head. Keeping his eyes closed, he listened and at the right moment brought his hand up to shatter the device. Immediately all started to shoot at once as Matt and his friend spun about blocking and kicking, destroying all of the weapons before they could hit them. Matt putt his hand out to stop a ball heading for Cat's head, and the Tracker blocked for his friend in return.
"Behind you!" Matt shouted, and Cat spun about, but fell when his foot tangled in the chain. Matt reacted quickly by defending his fallen ally. He lashed his hand out and stopped three, spun about to kick one behind him. Cat sat on the ground, ankle shattered from both falling, and the ball that smashed into it.
"Look out!" Cat shouted as he pointed behind Matt. Matt leapt up and smashed the jagged ball with his fist. He continued to help his friend by stopping another two aimed at his chest.
"Are you alright?" He asked the Tracker, worried about his condition.
"I'll be fine, I just broke my ankle." He minimized his wounds, but Matt still reached down to check it. Sure enough, it was shattered. He laid his hand down and froze it, to stop the pain and swelling.
"Thanks." Cat answered relieved that the pain had ended. Matt continued to defend both himself and Cat, but finally got tired of playing defense. He began to grab the spike balls, and throw them back at the machines. Although it was destroying his hands, he continued. He threw with all his might and all it succeeded in doing was denting the cannons. He continued to dodge the balls, not knowing what to do.
"Any ideas?" He asked the Tracker, but the answer he received was not helpful.
"I am as lost here as you are, I have no clue what to do, I am going to pass out now I hope you don't mind." He passed out and slumped over. Matt realized that the balls must contain a paralytic, as he himself was starting to glaze over. Still protecting his friend, he struggled to figure out a solution. No one would know they were training so he had to take care of this situation by himself. Suddenly the answer came to him. He knelt over and started to tear the chain out of the hard rock floor. Cat woke up,
"What are you trying to do?" he asked sleepily fighting to stay awake.
"Trying to save us, you can pass out now." Matt said and the Tracker again slumped over unconscious. Matt finally succeeded in tearing the chain from the ground, and he picked up his friend and put him over his shoulder. He ran over to the locked door. Matt realized that he would have to defeat the machines before he would be let out. He started to run about with Cat on his shoulder, destroying the generators. He ran up to one and kicked it as hard as he could and to his surprise the machine was pulled back into the ground where it stopped firing. Relieved, he still had a dozen or so to destroy, he leapt up and continued. He jumped in front of one and stood there while all others targeted and fired upon him. At the last minute, he moved out of the way while it was demolished. He continued in this destructive mission until suddenly he felt numb and slowed. The paralytic was beginning to incapacitate him, and he had to pick up the pace. He spun about with the heavy Tracker upon his shoulder and kicked one machine just as it fired, causing it to explode and destroy another two with it.
"Where am I?" Cat asked confused and dazed.
"With a friend, now shut up and be still." Matt ordered and the Tracker again passed out, the paralytic working much greater on him. Matt pulled from the Tracker's arsenal, a series of daggers, which he threw destroying another generator. He spun about and dodged the spike balls from the remaining generators and with a lack of things at hand to disable the generators he ran up and shoved one of Cat's boots down the firing hole, causing the entire machine to explode in a massive chain reaction.
"My god does my head ache." Cat said tired, the drug wearing off at least Matt thought.
"Enjoy your nap?" Matt asked jokingly.
"What happened?" The Tracker asked dazed.
"Nothing much, I just saved us from a horrible and brutal death." Matt answered with a laugh.
"Oh just that." Cat answered sarcastically. The two continued to talk until the roof of the room darkened and began to swirl. The wind in the room increased to drastic levels. Cat stood up, his quick healing already starting to regenerate the ankle, and wondered what was going on. The roof began to swirl faster until suddenly a vortex was created. Matt stood his ground and waited to see what was going to happen. Suddenly a woman figure dropped out from the centre of the portal. She had long black hair, and numerous weapons strapped about her. Her favourite appeared to be a large sword, which she drew on Matt.
"God, she is beautiful." Cat said to himself
"Who are you, and what is your business here?" Matt asked, and was startle by the response.
"My name is Dominique, I am your daughter, and I am here to kill you."
okay, Im posting a sample from one of my completed novels, a short little teaser. it happens to be a bit immature, as it is from my first novel, and the characters in it are relaxed and content. in my newer novel, following the life of the incarnation of fire, the main character and the story itself is very dark, very violent, very mature, if youre interested in that, pm me, and I'll give you a link, or I could give the link here...not sure if that's spamming though...
basic gist-you have the incarnation of cold (I know, cold isn't really an element, ice isn't either, however it is a long drawn out process and if you don't mind believing in incarnations, don't complain about what's incarnating lol) and you have a felinian spectral tracker, a cat person basically, who astrally tracks the incarnations as they are, well incarnated. here the two have befriended each other by this sample, and are training in swordsplay and martial artistry to fulfil the incarnations duty as guardian. that's it in a nutshell. again, this is an early work, but I still love it like a child, given, a weak and sickly child, but the love is there haha. read on!
"Training sucks" Cat said, hating the effort involved.
"Buck up Princess." Matt answered as he tossed his friend a staff and the two squared off. Matt leapt up and kicked Cat, sending him crashing into the dirt.
"HEY! I wasn't ready!" He shouted, and Matt shook his head laughing. Cat got up, brushed himself up, and picked up his staff.
"Are you ready now, or should I-" Matt started but stopped as he had his legs knocked out from under him. On his back, he stared up at Cat who merely bowed. Matt rose and the two started, spinning and defending with crashing blows of the wooden training weapons. Matt raised his up and spun it above his head. While Cat watched this move, The Ice Wielder kicked him in the stomach, dazing and angering Cat. Cat drove his spear into the ground and spun about the pole, landing a powerful kick to Matt's side.
Matt leapt backwards, and dodged another kick, only to catch the third from the Tracker. Startled, Cat let go of the pole and fell to the ground. Immediately, he jumped up and punched at Matt's chest. Matt threw his hand forward and stopped the attack, and flipped backwards to avoid a kick from his friend.
"Do you know how hard it is to hit you?" Cat asked while he fought. Matt only laughed.
"I have no idea." He answered while he leapt back and pulled himself up onto the ledge above. Cat crouched and leapt up to join him. High up they continued their fight, punching and kicking while avoiding a huge fall. The Ice Wielder continued to play the defensive, evading attacks, while barely touching Cat in return. Cat drew his claws and lunged at his friend.
"That's it, the gloves are off." Cat joked as he leapt. Matt responded by encasing his hands and feet in ice and continuing the fight.
"If you insist." Matt said. He threw punch after punch, all blocked by Cat. Matt raised his leg, kicked the Tracker in the side, and continued to strike. Cat leapt back and blocked most of the blows. He drew his boot daggers, and tossed them at Matt. The Ice Wielder flipped back and dodged all the daggers, and as one whipped past his face, he
grasped it by the hilt and threw it back at the Tracker. Cat threw himself to the ground to dodge it in time. Cat got up and leapt at his friend with all of his strength, Matt in return shook his head and quickly stepped to one side as Cat hurtled past him over the ledge. Matt walked over, and watched him land safely on his feet.
"Get down here!" He shouted up at Matt.
"Get up here!" he shouted back. Cat shook his head and just lay down to rest. He had just dozed off when Matt raised him to the ledge with a large ice pillar.
"You just couldn't let me sleep huh?" He asked and sighed as Matt drew his sword. Cat drew his blade and they started their session training again. They clashed their weapons against each other, sending sparks in all directions. Cat knew The Ice Wielder was the better swordsman, but he still tried his hardest against him, if only to give him a proper exercise. He spun about and blocked Matt's attack but was poked as Matt pierced his defense and taunted him. Cat decided to test the true strength of his friend, and drew a sword in each hand.
"I can fight two swords at once." Matt answered and Cat nodded, but then turned about and shocked The Ice Wielder by revealing his long opposable tail.
"I had no idea you actually had a tail! Why did you not tell me of this before? It is so funny, does it wag when you get happy?" Cat looked at him crossly, and explained that it was something he was embarrassed of, as others reacted much the same way. For that reason, he always tucked it into his pants, as a way of concealing it.
"I meant you no insult, it's just that it is so, well, funny to see. May I ask what it can do?" Matt asked
"Watch." He said and placed a sword in its grasp, and then had three swords at once to fight against Matt's one.
"That." Matt said astonished, but was brought back to his senses as he started to fight.
"Is this a little more challenging?" Cat asked smugly. He continued to fight, this time the odds were a little more even. Matt flipped back, avoiding the triple bladed threat, and then resumed his duel. Blocking, blocking, blocking, it was nearly too much for Matt to handle, he had almost no room to strike.
"This is a much better workout than normal." Matt applauded the Tracker's skill. Matt spun about and dodged the three swords, before finally jumping over Cat and ending the swordplay by placing his sword right next to the Tracker's throat.
"Okay, you win. Are we done now?" Cat asked, exhausted.
"Just about my friend, all we must do now is train with the range and we will be done." Matt explained.
"Ohhhh, not the range, it is so tiresome." Cat knew that his friend would never let him out of training so he would grin and bear it no matter how difficult the exercise.
"Let us get it all set up. Hardest level." Matt said and the two entered a large, enclosed and empty courtyard area, with trees and hills. They walked into the centre and stood silently.
"Ready?"
"As I'll ever be." Cat answered and closed his eyes as Matt chained the Tracker's foot to the ground as well as his own to start the exercise. The two stood there as all around them large cylinders pushed up from out of the ground and aimed at them. The first one to shoot hurled a spiked metal ball, at Matt's head. Keeping his eyes closed, he listened and at the right moment brought his hand up to shatter the device. Immediately all started to shoot at once as Matt and his friend spun about blocking and kicking, destroying all of the weapons before they could hit them. Matt putt his hand out to stop a ball heading for Cat's head, and the Tracker blocked for his friend in return.
"Behind you!" Matt shouted, and Cat spun about, but fell when his foot tangled in the chain. Matt reacted quickly by defending his fallen ally. He lashed his hand out and stopped three, spun about to kick one behind him. Cat sat on the ground, ankle shattered from both falling, and the ball that smashed into it.
"Look out!" Cat shouted as he pointed behind Matt. Matt leapt up and smashed the jagged ball with his fist. He continued to help his friend by stopping another two aimed at his chest.
"Are you alright?" He asked the Tracker, worried about his condition.
"I'll be fine, I just broke my ankle." He minimized his wounds, but Matt still reached down to check it. Sure enough, it was shattered. He laid his hand down and froze it, to stop the pain and swelling.
"Thanks." Cat answered relieved that the pain had ended. Matt continued to defend both himself and Cat, but finally got tired of playing defense. He began to grab the spike balls, and throw them back at the machines. Although it was destroying his hands, he continued. He threw with all his might and all it succeeded in doing was denting the cannons. He continued to dodge the balls, not knowing what to do.
"Any ideas?" He asked the Tracker, but the answer he received was not helpful.
"I am as lost here as you are, I have no clue what to do, I am going to pass out now I hope you don't mind." He passed out and slumped over. Matt realized that the balls must contain a paralytic, as he himself was starting to glaze over. Still protecting his friend, he struggled to figure out a solution. No one would know they were training so he had to take care of this situation by himself. Suddenly the answer came to him. He knelt over and started to tear the chain out of the hard rock floor. Cat woke up,
"What are you trying to do?" he asked sleepily fighting to stay awake.
"Trying to save us, you can pass out now." Matt said and the Tracker again slumped over unconscious. Matt finally succeeded in tearing the chain from the ground, and he picked up his friend and put him over his shoulder. He ran over to the locked door. Matt realized that he would have to defeat the machines before he would be let out. He started to run about with Cat on his shoulder, destroying the generators. He ran up to one and kicked it as hard as he could and to his surprise the machine was pulled back into the ground where it stopped firing. Relieved, he still had a dozen or so to destroy, he leapt up and continued. He jumped in front of one and stood there while all others targeted and fired upon him. At the last minute, he moved out of the way while it was demolished. He continued in this destructive mission until suddenly he felt numb and slowed. The paralytic was beginning to incapacitate him, and he had to pick up the pace. He spun about with the heavy Tracker upon his shoulder and kicked one machine just as it fired, causing it to explode and destroy another two with it.
"Where am I?" Cat asked confused and dazed.
"With a friend, now shut up and be still." Matt ordered and the Tracker again passed out, the paralytic working much greater on him. Matt pulled from the Tracker's arsenal, a series of daggers, which he threw destroying another generator. He spun about and dodged the spike balls from the remaining generators and with a lack of things at hand to disable the generators he ran up and shoved one of Cat's boots down the firing hole, causing the entire machine to explode in a massive chain reaction.
"My god does my head ache." Cat said tired, the drug wearing off at least Matt thought.
"Enjoy your nap?" Matt asked jokingly.
"What happened?" The Tracker asked dazed.
"Nothing much, I just saved us from a horrible and brutal death." Matt answered with a laugh.
"Oh just that." Cat answered sarcastically. The two continued to talk until the roof of the room darkened and began to swirl. The wind in the room increased to drastic levels. Cat stood up, his quick healing already starting to regenerate the ankle, and wondered what was going on. The roof began to swirl faster until suddenly a vortex was created. Matt stood his ground and waited to see what was going to happen. Suddenly a woman figure dropped out from the centre of the portal. She had long black hair, and numerous weapons strapped about her. Her favourite appeared to be a large sword, which she drew on Matt.
"God, she is beautiful." Cat said to himself
"Who are you, and what is your business here?" Matt asked, and was startle by the response.
"My name is Dominique, I am your daughter, and I am here to kill you."
wickes story man,i don't know if i should post the second one,it has to do with blood and stuff,what do you guys think?
Man... you are good at writing action scenes! Mine always sound... not very exciting. I'm intrigued!
Blood doesn't bother me, but I don't know if its allowed. Maybe you can post an editted version with a little less gore.
Blood doesn't bother me, but I don't know if its allowed. Maybe you can post an editted version with a little less gore.
blood is cool with me.
but in the second one,i tried to emphasize the like,worst part about everything that was going on like the aftermath of it all,and if i edit it,it won't be as good
The Big Bang pt 2:Survival
Stephen woke up in a daze feeling as though his brain was two sizes too big for his skull.He looked around and saw nobody.He began to remember his family dying and seeing their burning bodies.He sat on the ground and cried for twenty minutes.He saw smoke bellowing out of the city.He stood up,wiped his tears,brushed the dirt off of his pants and began to walk towards the city.
When he reached the city,he stopped and stood right where he was,he saw bodies on the ground,people looking in the pockets of the bodies in search of money,but he thought money was of no use in a city that was broken and even more corrupt then it was before.He looked and saw an elderly man on top of a roof shooting people,his eyes were as black as coal,the city wasn't the same.Another man went on the roof and beat up the elderly man and then shot him with his own gun.Stephen ran as fast as he could down the street,he just wanted to get away from all the violence.He stopped and puked on the ground.He hadn't eaten anything in 6 days.He looked around and seen a store with a broken window.He walked towards the store.He saw that the glass had been broken and he seen blood on the shards of glass.He put his arm through and grabbed an apple that had already been mostly eaten.He ate the apple quickly.He was still hungry,he felt like he had more energy.He began to walk to the school.
Stephen reached the school.He was afraid of what he was going to see.He walked through the doorway,and looked around and saw blood and bodies.He began to shake,he began to sweat,he felt cold although it was hot inside of the school and hot outside.He saw classrooms on fire,he saw bodies on fire.He saw blood on the walls,blood on the ground and a gymnasium scattered with bodies and even more blood.He sat down,closed his eyes and thought about his family.He woke up nervous and scared,he hadn't even noticed that he slept.
He stood up and began to walk down the broken hallway.He walked into the bathroom and tried the water tap,not even a drip of water came out.He looked in the broken garbage can and seen some more food,he reached in and began to eat.He stopped eating,walked down the hallway and into a classroom.It was empty.He began to wonder where they went.He looked into every classroom and could not see any students in any of the classrooms.He fell to his knees.He began to wonder why this happened,there was no warning,no signs of telling that this was going to happen,how did it happen,why did it happen,so many questions with no answers.He then remembered that there was a trap door underneath one of the classrooms which led to the basement,the basement was huge.He ran down the hallway till he reached the classroom.He stopped in the doorway of it and nearly puked again.The smell of it,he covered his nose with his shirt collar,his eyes began to water,he began to feel light headed.He was at the trap door.There were desks covering it.He moved the desks out of the way.The stench was even worse.He opened the trap door,and saw that the basement was filled with dead teachers and students,they died of suffocation.He fell back in horror.He ran out of the classroom and out of the school.
He ran as fast as he could,wherever he could.He didn't even realize it but he ended up at the church.Something led him there.He looked at the church,fell to his knees and began to cry. "You're finally here.i knew you'd come here,i just had to wait.". A man wearing a black suit,with pure white skin,he was bald,he had a pointy nose and pure black eyes ."Who the hell are you?" asked Stephen nervously."You know who I am,you can feel it inside can't you?"said the man."You can't be,its not possible."said Stephen angrily."I am,you know I am."said the man."You can't be the devil,he doesn't exist." said Stephen cautiously."Obviously I do If I'm standing right here" said the devil."Why'd you do this?" asked Stephen."It only took time."said the devil."Kill me please,please."said Stephen as he began to cry."Kill you?Not yet.Its not your time yet."said the devil,"You still have work to do." "Work?"asked Stephen as he wiped the tears off ."You need to do something for me." said the devil while he began to smile.
The End of part 2
still working on the ending of the 3rd
so,what do you guys think?
Stephen woke up in a daze feeling as though his brain was two sizes too big for his skull.He looked around and saw nobody.He began to remember his family dying and seeing their burning bodies.He sat on the ground and cried for twenty minutes.He saw smoke bellowing out of the city.He stood up,wiped his tears,brushed the dirt off of his pants and began to walk towards the city.
When he reached the city,he stopped and stood right where he was,he saw bodies on the ground,people looking in the pockets of the bodies in search of money,but he thought money was of no use in a city that was broken and even more corrupt then it was before.He looked and saw an elderly man on top of a roof shooting people,his eyes were as black as coal,the city wasn't the same.Another man went on the roof and beat up the elderly man and then shot him with his own gun.Stephen ran as fast as he could down the street,he just wanted to get away from all the violence.He stopped and puked on the ground.He hadn't eaten anything in 6 days.He looked around and seen a store with a broken window.He walked towards the store.He saw that the glass had been broken and he seen blood on the shards of glass.He put his arm through and grabbed an apple that had already been mostly eaten.He ate the apple quickly.He was still hungry,he felt like he had more energy.He began to walk to the school.
Stephen reached the school.He was afraid of what he was going to see.He walked through the doorway,and looked around and saw blood and bodies.He began to shake,he began to sweat,he felt cold although it was hot inside of the school and hot outside.He saw classrooms on fire,he saw bodies on fire.He saw blood on the walls,blood on the ground and a gymnasium scattered with bodies and even more blood.He sat down,closed his eyes and thought about his family.He woke up nervous and scared,he hadn't even noticed that he slept.
He stood up and began to walk down the broken hallway.He walked into the bathroom and tried the water tap,not even a drip of water came out.He looked in the broken garbage can and seen some more food,he reached in and began to eat.He stopped eating,walked down the hallway and into a classroom.It was empty.He began to wonder where they went.He looked into every classroom and could not see any students in any of the classrooms.He fell to his knees.He began to wonder why this happened,there was no warning,no signs of telling that this was going to happen,how did it happen,why did it happen,so many questions with no answers.He then remembered that there was a trap door underneath one of the classrooms which led to the basement,the basement was huge.He ran down the hallway till he reached the classroom.He stopped in the doorway of it and nearly puked again.The smell of it,he covered his nose with his shirt collar,his eyes began to water,he began to feel light headed.He was at the trap door.There were desks covering it.He moved the desks out of the way.The stench was even worse.He opened the trap door,and saw that the basement was filled with dead teachers and students,they died of suffocation.He fell back in horror.He ran out of the classroom and out of the school.
He ran as fast as he could,wherever he could.He didn't even realize it but he ended up at the church.Something led him there.He looked at the church,fell to his knees and began to cry. "You're finally here.i knew you'd come here,i just had to wait.". A man wearing a black suit,with pure white skin,he was bald,he had a pointy nose and pure black eyes ."Who the hell are you?" asked Stephen nervously."You know who I am,you can feel it inside can't you?"said the man."You can't be,its not possible."said Stephen angrily."I am,you know I am."said the man."You can't be the devil,he doesn't exist." said Stephen cautiously."Obviously I do If I'm standing right here" said the devil."Why'd you do this?" asked Stephen."It only took time."said the devil."Kill me please,please."said Stephen as he began to cry."Kill you?Not yet.Its not your time yet."said the devil,"You still have work to do." "Work?"asked Stephen as he wiped the tears off ."You need to do something for me." said the devil while he began to smile.
The End of part 2
still working on the ending of the 3rd
so,what do you guys think?
great writing, especially for the devil character. keep it coming for sure! 
okay this is from my most recent book dealing with the incarnation of fire. he is completely psychotic, and this is a tamed down version of an incredibly explicit scene. if interested in reading more pm me haha.
Ember walked out of the shade and into the centre of the decaying coliseum, the orange tint to the sky above his head pouring into his eyes. He went to cover his brow, though the demon within snaked up through the pores in his cheek and leeched onto his eyes, surrounding each within its socket. Immediately the harmful glare of the atmosphere dimmed. Ember continued to advance on the woman sparring in the centre.
“She is like nothing I have ever seen” again, his bewilderment and confusion with this woman took over. Her long billowing blonde locks only slightly dampened by her exertion. Ember had watched her from beneath the shade covered recesses scattered around the ring of the coliseum, and had seen her from afar, entranced he left his vantage point and interrupted her. Her familiarity was jarring. Though ember could not recall where from.
Suddenly she looked over her shoulder at the approaching warrior, and a look of recognition glistened in ice blue eyes. Ember froze, his advance detected. Immediately he readied himself, slightly moving his leg forward, and his arm back, preparing for any defense which was necessary.
The demon fighting within his brain urged the assassin to speak. Ember scarce had time to move before the words he thought reached the surface.
“You are beautiful” Immediately aware of his words, he cursed the demon within. Again, the cold internal words of the demon spoke to the assassin’s psyche.
“It was the best move you had” Ember just shook his head, this dialogue taking only seconds, and looked towards the woman in front of him. Her eyes sparkled sadistically, as her mouth twisted into an amused grin. Suddenly, she blew him a kiss, and Ember watched as she leapt up onto the pillared rooftop.
Confused, and amused, Ember threw his hand upward, the demon pouring out of his fingertips, black and thick, and latched onto the top of a nearby pillar. Ember jumped upwards, and with the demon as leverage soared into the air and landed beside the woman. The roof shuddered at their weight. Massive pillars crumbled and collapsed, leaving the roof precariously perched. Ember laughed, the intoxicating feeling of success at the chaos taking over his mind, though stopped as his own laugh was coupled, the woman getting the same near sexual thrill from the destruction.
Ember leapt towards her and as his feet made contact, they were swept out from under him. Her laugh jagged as a dagger still brushed lyrically over Embers mind. Stronger than any drug, her voice in echoing in those few moments surged fiery blood throughout his body. His heart raced, his breath hastened. He stood up, and shot forward to her in retaliation. His head leaned back as she brought her fist up in a catch all block. In the few moments of her recovery, he brought his fist upward, quickly jabbing her in the side. She yelped, coughed, and fell. Ember paused for a moment, watching the woman rise. She touched the broken ribs and suddenly a nearly sexual moan escaped her lips. She smirked again and threw her leg upward, knocking the stunned assassin to the ground. He rose quickly this time, still high from the siren like laughter.
Quickly the woman spun around and brought her foot full force towards Embers skull. He laughed, grabbed the leg, and threw her away. She swiftly spun in mid air, and brought her hands together, forcing her energy into Ember’s torso. The sweet sound of bone and muscle shattering and tearing filled Ember’s ears. The rush and pain bringing tears of joy to the warriors face. The impact pushed Ember a few feet backward, balancing himself he brought is face up, only to be smashed down again, brutally fast fists sending flashes of light through his mind.
Ending the barrage, Ember grabbed her smooth tiny hand, and clenched it tight. It wasn’t ‘til he heard her gasp did release the pressure. Still holding her hand in his, he reached up with his free and wiped blood of his and manipulated his broken jaw. Staring at his blood, her breathing sped up and her eyes lit up. Puzzled, he gazed upon her, not sure of what to do next. Suddenly she leapt up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Pulling herself tighter and tighter around Ember, she quickly pulled herself upward and licked the blood off of his face. She traced her tongue over his cheek, down the length of his jaw, and pushed it into his mouth. Ember grabbed her hair, pushed her harder onto him, and swirled his tongue around her mouth, getting a sexual high from the flavour of their combined blood. The demon within gaining the same thrill from the experience, and began to circulate through Embers body faster. The heat of his body against hers made her laugh, a shrill ear piercing one which only made Ember laugh in return. He pulled her away from his head and she snapped at his face. Her eyes twinkling
“What the f**k?” he asked. She only laughed, leaned in real close to his ear, and licked the lobe.
“Catch me” She whispered, nuzzling the nape of his neck. Without a moments notice, she tore into his throat, ripping a chunk of meaty flesh and hard muscle. Ember yelled in pain. She leapt off of the assassin and jumped nimbly to the ground below.
“Psychotic b***h” Ember laughed. The demon oozed out of the gaping wound and in a flash of sickly muscle regeneration, the wound was no more. Ember followed her down to the ground; at this point she had obtained a weapon, a brilliant diamond blade.
Caressing the blade she lunged forward at the unarmed Ember. He only laughed, and jumped behind the woman. The demon pouring out of his hand Ember lashed her on the back, the leather tunic gave way to reveal brilliant ivory skin. The blood trickled down, the wound healing as fast as the blood itself traveled.
The woman expressed her amusement by slashing the stunned warrior across the face. The brilliant flash of the diamond blade lit up his eyes as it tore at his jaw. The demon poured out and hardened, resulting in a spark as the blade rebounded off the shield. Again, ember raised his whip, and with a final lash, the warrior woman’s tunic splintered and fell in tatters to the ground. She laughed again.
“Can’t heal that now can you?” Ember remarked, though embers’ laughter was halted and he stood entranced. The woman stood topless, shameless, Ember trailed his eyes over her
and it gets more adult from there...so I can't post it here hahaha. so you prefer the more mature darker fire incarnation or the happier and lighter ice/cold incarnation?
Ember walked out of the shade and into the centre of the decaying coliseum, the orange tint to the sky above his head pouring into his eyes. He went to cover his brow, though the demon within snaked up through the pores in his cheek and leeched onto his eyes, surrounding each within its socket. Immediately the harmful glare of the atmosphere dimmed. Ember continued to advance on the woman sparring in the centre.
“She is like nothing I have ever seen” again, his bewilderment and confusion with this woman took over. Her long billowing blonde locks only slightly dampened by her exertion. Ember had watched her from beneath the shade covered recesses scattered around the ring of the coliseum, and had seen her from afar, entranced he left his vantage point and interrupted her. Her familiarity was jarring. Though ember could not recall where from.
Suddenly she looked over her shoulder at the approaching warrior, and a look of recognition glistened in ice blue eyes. Ember froze, his advance detected. Immediately he readied himself, slightly moving his leg forward, and his arm back, preparing for any defense which was necessary.
The demon fighting within his brain urged the assassin to speak. Ember scarce had time to move before the words he thought reached the surface.
“You are beautiful” Immediately aware of his words, he cursed the demon within. Again, the cold internal words of the demon spoke to the assassin’s psyche.
“It was the best move you had” Ember just shook his head, this dialogue taking only seconds, and looked towards the woman in front of him. Her eyes sparkled sadistically, as her mouth twisted into an amused grin. Suddenly, she blew him a kiss, and Ember watched as she leapt up onto the pillared rooftop.
Confused, and amused, Ember threw his hand upward, the demon pouring out of his fingertips, black and thick, and latched onto the top of a nearby pillar. Ember jumped upwards, and with the demon as leverage soared into the air and landed beside the woman. The roof shuddered at their weight. Massive pillars crumbled and collapsed, leaving the roof precariously perched. Ember laughed, the intoxicating feeling of success at the chaos taking over his mind, though stopped as his own laugh was coupled, the woman getting the same near sexual thrill from the destruction.
Ember leapt towards her and as his feet made contact, they were swept out from under him. Her laugh jagged as a dagger still brushed lyrically over Embers mind. Stronger than any drug, her voice in echoing in those few moments surged fiery blood throughout his body. His heart raced, his breath hastened. He stood up, and shot forward to her in retaliation. His head leaned back as she brought her fist up in a catch all block. In the few moments of her recovery, he brought his fist upward, quickly jabbing her in the side. She yelped, coughed, and fell. Ember paused for a moment, watching the woman rise. She touched the broken ribs and suddenly a nearly sexual moan escaped her lips. She smirked again and threw her leg upward, knocking the stunned assassin to the ground. He rose quickly this time, still high from the siren like laughter.
Quickly the woman spun around and brought her foot full force towards Embers skull. He laughed, grabbed the leg, and threw her away. She swiftly spun in mid air, and brought her hands together, forcing her energy into Ember’s torso. The sweet sound of bone and muscle shattering and tearing filled Ember’s ears. The rush and pain bringing tears of joy to the warriors face. The impact pushed Ember a few feet backward, balancing himself he brought is face up, only to be smashed down again, brutally fast fists sending flashes of light through his mind.
Ending the barrage, Ember grabbed her smooth tiny hand, and clenched it tight. It wasn’t ‘til he heard her gasp did release the pressure. Still holding her hand in his, he reached up with his free and wiped blood of his and manipulated his broken jaw. Staring at his blood, her breathing sped up and her eyes lit up. Puzzled, he gazed upon her, not sure of what to do next. Suddenly she leapt up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Pulling herself tighter and tighter around Ember, she quickly pulled herself upward and licked the blood off of his face. She traced her tongue over his cheek, down the length of his jaw, and pushed it into his mouth. Ember grabbed her hair, pushed her harder onto him, and swirled his tongue around her mouth, getting a sexual high from the flavour of their combined blood. The demon within gaining the same thrill from the experience, and began to circulate through Embers body faster. The heat of his body against hers made her laugh, a shrill ear piercing one which only made Ember laugh in return. He pulled her away from his head and she snapped at his face. Her eyes twinkling
“What the f**k?” he asked. She only laughed, leaned in real close to his ear, and licked the lobe.
“Catch me” She whispered, nuzzling the nape of his neck. Without a moments notice, she tore into his throat, ripping a chunk of meaty flesh and hard muscle. Ember yelled in pain. She leapt off of the assassin and jumped nimbly to the ground below.
“Psychotic b***h” Ember laughed. The demon oozed out of the gaping wound and in a flash of sickly muscle regeneration, the wound was no more. Ember followed her down to the ground; at this point she had obtained a weapon, a brilliant diamond blade.
Caressing the blade she lunged forward at the unarmed Ember. He only laughed, and jumped behind the woman. The demon pouring out of his hand Ember lashed her on the back, the leather tunic gave way to reveal brilliant ivory skin. The blood trickled down, the wound healing as fast as the blood itself traveled.
The woman expressed her amusement by slashing the stunned warrior across the face. The brilliant flash of the diamond blade lit up his eyes as it tore at his jaw. The demon poured out and hardened, resulting in a spark as the blade rebounded off the shield. Again, ember raised his whip, and with a final lash, the warrior woman’s tunic splintered and fell in tatters to the ground. She laughed again.
“Can’t heal that now can you?” Ember remarked, though embers’ laughter was halted and he stood entranced. The woman stood topless, shameless, Ember trailed his eyes over her
and it gets more adult from there...so I can't post it here hahaha. so you prefer the more mature darker fire incarnation or the happier and lighter ice/cold incarnation?
awesome story,i hope to get the third part of mine done soon,no promises though
no promises? are you sure? dang...well I can hope, it's a great story, get more up there!
i'll get it up on here,but not soon though,can't get the ending done,i gots writers block
ouch, i've had a serious case of block for like a month now...i can relate
i have to get my LA project done first then i'll try to get the ending done
Glacies -- liking the 'more mature' version myself. Very intense.
And Juno -- loving the nasty gore stuff and that devil character is very cool. I can't wait to find out what he wants the kid to do!
And Juno -- loving the nasty gore stuff and that devil character is very cool. I can't wait to find out what he wants the kid to do!
oooo i have a story *cracks his knuckle*
The SB Force
Part One
"Holy mother of God!"
The rolling sounds of tanks ringed in his ears as in stormed across the ditch, barely missing his helmet. Guns were firing at it from every direction, but the bullets could not damage the hull of the beast. A roar thundered across the battlement as four more tanks rolled up to the ditch. As the field turned silent, the soldiers came out of their ditch, and a loud ticking sound began.
"What's that friggin' sound?.........DUCK!"
Each of the tanks exploded in unison, throwing soldiers everywhere. The enemy's ditch exploded with shouts as the enemy climbed over the sides to see if they won.
"Haben wir die Schlacht gewonnen?" shouted a soldier. As silence overcame voice, a blast sounded in the distance. The smoke from the tanks shadowed whatever was in the distance.
Suddenly, a rocket zoomed through the air, exploding upon the ground in front of the enemy soldiers, killing every one of them.
A vortex opened upon the battlefield. Korvance stepped out of it, only to slip on the blood of the fallen commandos below him. Looking at the damage startled him.
Getting to his feet, he searched for any who were still alive. Soon he came upon one soldier who was crawling along the ground, searching for a lone weapon that did not exist. He had blond hair with dirt and blood mangled inbetween.His nose was bleeding, and his eyes were cold and gray, like stone upon stone. He had deep scars on his face, and Korvance picked him off of the ground. He carried the soldier into the vortex. He suddenly turned to his left. A being similar in size grabbed him on the shoulder and threw himacross the ground. Korvance dodged numerous attacks before leaping into the vortex-gate and closing it.
The soldier was standing upon the ground, as people stared upon him. They wore long cloaks of white, with glasses upon thier noses.
"Where.......where am I?"
Korvance strided over to the soldier.
"Welcome, dear soldier to the future."
The soldier's eyes grew wide.
"What year is it? Is it still 1944?"
"No, my friend. Welcome to the year 2144."
"We traveled through time?!?"
"No. We traveled through the Teufel Vortex."
End of Part One.
How ya like them apples?
Part Two, next week.
http://ets.freetranslation.com/
(I used this to get the name of the Vortex and what the enemy soldier said. Go to Engish to German, ok?)
The SB Force
Part One
"Holy mother of God!"
The rolling sounds of tanks ringed in his ears as in stormed across the ditch, barely missing his helmet. Guns were firing at it from every direction, but the bullets could not damage the hull of the beast. A roar thundered across the battlement as four more tanks rolled up to the ditch. As the field turned silent, the soldiers came out of their ditch, and a loud ticking sound began.
"What's that friggin' sound?.........DUCK!"
Each of the tanks exploded in unison, throwing soldiers everywhere. The enemy's ditch exploded with shouts as the enemy climbed over the sides to see if they won.
"Haben wir die Schlacht gewonnen?" shouted a soldier. As silence overcame voice, a blast sounded in the distance. The smoke from the tanks shadowed whatever was in the distance.
Suddenly, a rocket zoomed through the air, exploding upon the ground in front of the enemy soldiers, killing every one of them.
A vortex opened upon the battlefield. Korvance stepped out of it, only to slip on the blood of the fallen commandos below him. Looking at the damage startled him.
Getting to his feet, he searched for any who were still alive. Soon he came upon one soldier who was crawling along the ground, searching for a lone weapon that did not exist. He had blond hair with dirt and blood mangled inbetween.His nose was bleeding, and his eyes were cold and gray, like stone upon stone. He had deep scars on his face, and Korvance picked him off of the ground. He carried the soldier into the vortex. He suddenly turned to his left. A being similar in size grabbed him on the shoulder and threw himacross the ground. Korvance dodged numerous attacks before leaping into the vortex-gate and closing it.
The soldier was standing upon the ground, as people stared upon him. They wore long cloaks of white, with glasses upon thier noses.
"Where.......where am I?"
Korvance strided over to the soldier.
"Welcome, dear soldier to the future."
The soldier's eyes grew wide.
"What year is it? Is it still 1944?"
"No, my friend. Welcome to the year 2144."
"We traveled through time?!?"
"No. We traveled through the Teufel Vortex."
End of Part One.
How ya like them apples?
Part Two, next week.
http://ets.freetranslation.com/
(I used this to get the name of the Vortex and what the enemy soldier said. Go to Engish to German, ok?)
sounds pretty good
Ah time-travel. Cool.
My stories don't fit in here, I think. Not enough blood.
But I enjoying reading all of yours.
My stories don't fit in here, I think. Not enough blood.
But I enjoying reading all of yours.
Part Two
The SB Force Project
"Teufel Vortex? What's a Teufel Vortex......oh damn it."
"What is it, young, brave soldier of the she-country America?"
"You are those filthy Germans, aren't you?"
"Germans? You mean the brave opponents you had faced just centuries ago? Dear lad, you must be kidding! We are......different..... than them. We are similar to the people you call.........gurilas?"
"It's spelled gorilla......so that means yer apes?"
"Not nessceraily. We belong to the SBF Battalion, second in command to to the nation of Earth."
"Don't you mean the PLANET of Earth?"
"No dear soldier....Earth finally settled it's war problems, and became one nation. That didn't save them for The GX Halley...such bad times for us apes."
"What's a GX Halley?"
One of the white cloaked beings responded by grabbing the soldier and replying, " You ask to many questions! It is time for your exam....we'll see if you are truly the last Homo sapien on the planet!
I know, it's short but it's all I can think up in 20 minutes, tops.
The SB Force Project
"Teufel Vortex? What's a Teufel Vortex......oh damn it."
"What is it, young, brave soldier of the she-country America?"
"You are those filthy Germans, aren't you?"
"Germans? You mean the brave opponents you had faced just centuries ago? Dear lad, you must be kidding! We are......different..... than them. We are similar to the people you call.........gurilas?"
"It's spelled gorilla......so that means yer apes?"
"Not nessceraily. We belong to the SBF Battalion, second in command to to the nation of Earth."
"Don't you mean the PLANET of Earth?"
"No dear soldier....Earth finally settled it's war problems, and became one nation. That didn't save them for The GX Halley...such bad times for us apes."
"What's a GX Halley?"
One of the white cloaked beings responded by grabbing the soldier and replying, " You ask to many questions! It is time for your exam....we'll see if you are truly the last Homo sapien on the planet!
I know, it's short but it's all I can think up in 20 minutes, tops.
sounds wicked
i dunno if i should just put,what i have for the 3rd part or if i should finish it first,what do you guys think?
Finish it.....I'm almost done my part 3.....it's gonna be pure wicked-ness.
lol
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Finish it.....I'm almost done my part 3.....it's gonna be pure wicked-ness.
lol
lol
*Finish it.....I'm almost done my part 3.....it's gonna be pure wicked-ness.
lol
i have writers block,i'll try tonight though
The Big Bang pt3:Answers
"I won't do your work,you have to ask sombody else."said stephene angrily."WHAT!?YOU WILL DO AS I TELL YOU OR I'LL TURN THIS CITY INTO AN EVEN WORSE HELL!"said the devil furiously as his eyes turned red as he said this.He grabbed Stephene by the throat and held him up in the air.Everything started to go dark,he could hear his heart beat,he almost passes out till the devil lets him go and he falls on the ground.The devil then grabs him again and throws him through the glass of the church.Stephene lays on the ground and starts to bleed from a cut just above his eyebrow,his hands begin to bleed,his nose begins to bleed."Okay I'll do it,just don't hurt me again."said Stephene as he began to cry."Stop your crying,I thought you'd be stronger than this.This is just sickening and pathetic,stop crying before make you take out your eyes."said the devil.Stephene wiped his eyes and stood up.He ripped off a sleeve from his shirt and wrapped up his hands."You don't even know what i want you to do so you can't say no yet."said the devil,"Okay"said Stephene cautiously."Okay you said you'd do it,I want you to burn this church down."Stephene looked at the devil then said"Why?"."You already said you'd do it."said the devil.Right after he finished his sentence he disappeared into fire.When Stephene looked at the fire,he caught a glimpse of hell.
Stephene began to wonder why the devil wanted him to burn down the church,he was also wondering why god wasn't doing anything to help him out.He started to walk around the city looking for another church.He searched and searched,but every church was already burnt down when the comets came.He looked for a priest but could not find any,they were already dead,they had the numbers 666 burned onto their foreheads and their eyes were pure black.He then began to wonder if this only happened in the city or if it happened around the world."I thought you were going to burn it down?"said a voice behind Stepehene."You said you were,so do it."Stephene looked behind him and there stood the devil,once more."Why though,why do i have to do this?"asked Stephene."All the churches around the world are gone,this is the last one,its the only remaining god house in the whole world.I need it gone in order to set up another hell,i'm running out of space at home,to many lawyers and rapists and such.With this gone,there will be no more places for religion,i need it gone."answered the devil sarcasticly."I won't do it,i won't let it happen."said Stephene bravely."Who do you think your dealing with,i'm the head honcho,the big boss,i'm much more powerful then you and much more powerful then your 'god' if thats what he is anymore,hes a god in title only,I'm the real god here."said the devil with a sense of pride."Fine,i'll do it,but,you'll regret ever coming on earth,i'll make sure of that."said Stephene nervously.The devil left in fire once more with his laughter echoing around Stephene.
end of part 3
this ones a bit shorter
part 4 won't be up in a while,sorry
"I won't do your work,you have to ask sombody else."said stephene angrily."WHAT!?YOU WILL DO AS I TELL YOU OR I'LL TURN THIS CITY INTO AN EVEN WORSE HELL!"said the devil furiously as his eyes turned red as he said this.He grabbed Stephene by the throat and held him up in the air.Everything started to go dark,he could hear his heart beat,he almost passes out till the devil lets him go and he falls on the ground.The devil then grabs him again and throws him through the glass of the church.Stephene lays on the ground and starts to bleed from a cut just above his eyebrow,his hands begin to bleed,his nose begins to bleed."Okay I'll do it,just don't hurt me again."said Stephene as he began to cry."Stop your crying,I thought you'd be stronger than this.This is just sickening and pathetic,stop crying before make you take out your eyes."said the devil.Stephene wiped his eyes and stood up.He ripped off a sleeve from his shirt and wrapped up his hands."You don't even know what i want you to do so you can't say no yet."said the devil,"Okay"said Stephene cautiously."Okay you said you'd do it,I want you to burn this church down."Stephene looked at the devil then said"Why?"."You already said you'd do it."said the devil.Right after he finished his sentence he disappeared into fire.When Stephene looked at the fire,he caught a glimpse of hell.
Stephene began to wonder why the devil wanted him to burn down the church,he was also wondering why god wasn't doing anything to help him out.He started to walk around the city looking for another church.He searched and searched,but every church was already burnt down when the comets came.He looked for a priest but could not find any,they were already dead,they had the numbers 666 burned onto their foreheads and their eyes were pure black.He then began to wonder if this only happened in the city or if it happened around the world."I thought you were going to burn it down?"said a voice behind Stepehene."You said you were,so do it."Stephene looked behind him and there stood the devil,once more."Why though,why do i have to do this?"asked Stephene."All the churches around the world are gone,this is the last one,its the only remaining god house in the whole world.I need it gone in order to set up another hell,i'm running out of space at home,to many lawyers and rapists and such.With this gone,there will be no more places for religion,i need it gone."answered the devil sarcasticly."I won't do it,i won't let it happen."said Stephene bravely."Who do you think your dealing with,i'm the head honcho,the big boss,i'm much more powerful then you and much more powerful then your 'god' if thats what he is anymore,hes a god in title only,I'm the real god here."said the devil with a sense of pride."Fine,i'll do it,but,you'll regret ever coming on earth,i'll make sure of that."said Stephene nervously.The devil left in fire once more with his laughter echoing around Stephene.
end of part 3
this ones a bit shorter
part 4 won't be up in a while,sorry
i'll work on number 4 tomorrow
the great White Tail-less Monkey has spoken...
Part 3 of
The SB Force.
The SB Force
The satanic demons haunted his soul as each white cloaked being inspected him. The First, known as #1423, was measuring his arms, with odd looks coming across his face. The Second, known as #2314, was trying to find the length of his legs. He gave the same odd looks upon his face as the First. The Third was holding a wooden plank with paper on it, and he seemed to be doodling a human body upon it. His human body. The soldier remembered how he joined the army.
He remembered walking up to the colonel at the desk.
"Okay, soldier, what's yer name?"
"Jacob B. Crimson, sir."
"Nice name, soldier.....very heroic," The colonel, who happened to be the first to die in his regiment, was being utterly sarcastic. "Where ya from, kid?"
"Highville, Minnesota, sir."
The colonel was rolling on the floor in fits of laughter. You see, the colonel had grown up in the neighbouring town of (ironically) Lowtown, Minnesota. There was a huge town rivalry back in the colonel's day. He looked down upon the "Highville-ians", and beat the living day-lights out of anybody who crossed the town limits.
Crimson passed the test, but out of sheer luck.
"Sit up straight, human. The Master Sheild wants to meet you...he has come many jungles to meet you."
The scientists were dragging him into a large stadium with a green grassy floor and dirt mounds in 4 corners.(Regretfully, I completely forget the exact name of the stadium, but I think it's called The Green Monster...)
"Hear yon speaka o' old Earth. You sem troobled..what is it?"
The Sheild, sitting upon a golden throne of silver and gold, looked calm and refreshed after his journey across the barren jungles of Old New York. He reslembled an orang-utan more than a human being. His short feet stuck out underneath his rolling belly, and his orange fur spread out under his copper crown, hiding his dark red eyes. His soldiers were about the size of columns and were similar to the Bigfoot of old. In fact, they were their descendants.
"Human of old Earth, you are a hero here....and your friend agrees."
Crimson's eyes opened to their fullest as a beast he hoped he would never see again came out of the shadows. A German soldier, in armour, carrying a silver gun strided into his view. Crimson heaved a happy sigh as the ground underneath the German exploded....but he took a double take and screamed, as a horde of bats flew into his face.
End of Part 3.
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Part 3 of
The SB Force.
The SB Force
The satanic demons haunted his soul as each white cloaked being inspected him. The First, known as #1423, was measuring his arms, with odd looks coming across his face. The Second, known as #2314, was trying to find the length of his legs. He gave the same odd looks upon his face as the First. The Third was holding a wooden plank with paper on it, and he seemed to be doodling a human body upon it. His human body. The soldier remembered how he joined the army.
He remembered walking up to the colonel at the desk.
"Okay, soldier, what's yer name?"
"Jacob B. Crimson, sir."
"Nice name, soldier.....very heroic," The colonel, who happened to be the first to die in his regiment, was being utterly sarcastic. "Where ya from, kid?"
"Highville, Minnesota, sir."
The colonel was rolling on the floor in fits of laughter. You see, the colonel had grown up in the neighbouring town of (ironically) Lowtown, Minnesota. There was a huge town rivalry back in the colonel's day. He looked down upon the "Highville-ians", and beat the living day-lights out of anybody who crossed the town limits.
Crimson passed the test, but out of sheer luck.
"Sit up straight, human. The Master Sheild wants to meet you...he has come many jungles to meet you."
The scientists were dragging him into a large stadium with a green grassy floor and dirt mounds in 4 corners.(Regretfully, I completely forget the exact name of the stadium, but I think it's called The Green Monster...)
"Hear yon speaka o' old Earth. You sem troobled..what is it?"
The Sheild, sitting upon a golden throne of silver and gold, looked calm and refreshed after his journey across the barren jungles of Old New York. He reslembled an orang-utan more than a human being. His short feet stuck out underneath his rolling belly, and his orange fur spread out under his copper crown, hiding his dark red eyes. His soldiers were about the size of columns and were similar to the Bigfoot of old. In fact, they were their descendants.
"Human of old Earth, you are a hero here....and your friend agrees."
Crimson's eyes opened to their fullest as a beast he hoped he would never see again came out of the shadows. A German soldier, in armour, carrying a silver gun strided into his view. Crimson heaved a happy sigh as the ground underneath the German exploded....but he took a double take and screamed, as a horde of bats flew into his face.
End of Part 3.
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wicked,so far so good
i'm back now,i was gone for a while,i see nothings changed
The title of the 4 project of my storys is called,the Big Bang pt 4:Endings and Beginnings,still workin on it though hope to get it up soon though
i've got 3 pages done already for pt 4,and i'm only on the beginning,it'll make up for pt 3 being so short
so far,pt 4 is violent and gory and stuff,i hpoe to get at least 7 big bang stories done or six,both are good,i have more stories to come though,so,whoever reads this thread will have to sit and wait,i'll post again when i get more done
well anyhoo,i don't know i should just post what i have so far
or should i wait till its completed,what do you guys think?
or should i wait till its completed,what do you guys think?
ok then,well,this thread died out fast,moderators,you can close it down,no ones saying anything
I'd Like to copyrite all my storys that i have written and that i have posted on here
*All storys written by A7X(Juno)now got that copyright thinger on them 2005-2006*
I now have pt 4 done,its about 6 pages long,i'm currently working on pt 5
QUOTE(Glacies @ Feb 8 2006, 03:50 AM) [snapback]1052913[/snapback]
nice! a great start!
okay, Im posting a sample from one of my completed novels, a short little teaser. it happens to be a bit immature, as it is from my first novel, and the characters in it are relaxed and content. in my newer novel, following the life of the incarnation of fire, the main character and the story itself is very dark, very violent, very mature, if youre interested in that, pm me, and I'll give you a link, or I could give the link here...not sure if that's spamming though...
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"Who are you, and what is your business here?" Matt asked, and was startle by the response.
"My name is Dominique, I am your daughter, and I am here to kill you."
Love that last line. Nice job! I would read on. You need a little more scenery description sprinkled here and there to put the reader "there" with your characters, but otherwise, this is nicely done. So have you published? You mentioned that have a couple of manuscripts out there. Would be interesting to see some more of this.
Keep writing -
The Big Bang pt. 4:Endings and Beginnings
"Stephen you can't stop it,it will never quit. You cannot do anything to change whats happened.Ask Dani and Kevin,they know first hand about its wrath,anger and cruelty.You must-".Just then, a black figure immerged behind his mother,it was pitch black,the only visible physical characterisitcs were its crimson red eyes that reminded Stephen of blood and of the school he walked into,hoping to find survivors,but only found death.The figure slowly grabbed his mother,it was like it was enjoying harming Stephen's family,it felt like it fed off of Stephen's terror as he watched his mother get taken away and get perched on a cliff.Stephen watched in horror as it ripped his mother to shreds.He watched as his mother have pieces of flesh and muscle get torn from her fragile body.This was hell,nobody could die,whatever was torn from his mother was quickly regenerated like it never came off.He heard his mother 's pleas for help,he heard her screams,he heard the tearing of her body.Stephen was to scared to do anything about it,all he could do was watch.
Thats all for now.More another time.
"Stephen you can't stop it,it will never quit. You cannot do anything to change whats happened.Ask Dani and Kevin,they know first hand about its wrath,anger and cruelty.You must-".Just then, a black figure immerged behind his mother,it was pitch black,the only visible physical characterisitcs were its crimson red eyes that reminded Stephen of blood and of the school he walked into,hoping to find survivors,but only found death.The figure slowly grabbed his mother,it was like it was enjoying harming Stephen's family,it felt like it fed off of Stephen's terror as he watched his mother get taken away and get perched on a cliff.Stephen watched in horror as it ripped his mother to shreds.He watched as his mother have pieces of flesh and muscle get torn from her fragile body.This was hell,nobody could die,whatever was torn from his mother was quickly regenerated like it never came off.He heard his mother 's pleas for help,he heard her screams,he heard the tearing of her body.Stephen was to scared to do anything about it,all he could do was watch.
Thats all for now.More another time.
i think that i'm going to be taking a break from the big bang for a while,i'm gonna write a another set of storys thats been in my mind for the past little while.i've been thinking about this for months,now i think i'm going to do it,i should have the beginning paragraphs within the next couple of days if not today
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