Acmlm's Board - I2 Archive - Story Forum - Camp Fire Tales (solo stories)
| User | Post |
Dracoon
Posts: 3692/3727 |
Luke didn't even say anything as he started off.
Before time has began and the souls of everything to ever exist are all in one place, listening to the "original" creator. Many powerful souls were spread across this expanse of nothingness, they would never remember this.
Absolute Power: "No matter how we look at it, it will always be there!"
True Human: "You're right, we should give it form and imprison it."
Evil: "We should try and destroy it, if we don't act now it may over power us later!"
Holy: "You're wrong. It will never have that desire."
True Human: "We can't destroy it anyways."
Although Luek was excluded from the begining, he knew what was going to happen. He was the first thing created that had no purpose. He was also much more powerful than anyone else, and his existance was a serious threat to everything. The soul that would become Luke laughed at the thought of them trying to imprison him. He'd already made preperations, he'd keep his power even if they did imprison him.
Needless to say, they did imprison him and it ended with him retaining his power. He managed to go on with it, after hundred of years pre-birth, he was born, at the cost of thousands of people's lives. His birth was the realese of so much power, it literally killed everone around within a hundred miles.
The child that was born never knew of this though, and he won't learn of it for a long time. All he knew is that he must stop faith in greater dieties. Through faith they were created, right now Zues had a strong hold on the world's faith, not enough to be any real trouble to this child's power, but it could become threatening.
Luke: "I might as well get started."
Luke looked towards Mount Olympus, a smile appearing on his face. He took out a pan flute and played a few notes. His body turned to light and the light rushed towards the mountain. It reached the gates and just walked through, seeing the assembly of gods noticing the power.
Zues: "What are you doing on MY mountain?"
Luke laughed as he played notes that spread all across the world. At first, only a few of the gods faded while screaming in horrible pain.
Luke: "Nothing but fakes... at least, thats what the world will remember you as! All of you will be forgotten, and if you're forgotten, you have no power!"
All the gods except Zues faded, but he didn't try and fight.
Zues: "I will never be forgotten. I will always be mentioned in history, you will not be able to destroy that."
Luke laughed, Zues didn't understand. Without any faith, he was powerless, who cares if people remembered who someone worshipped? It didn't give any power.
Luke: "Good bye Zues."
Luke played the pan flute louder, the notes distorting history. That was his way of destroying a god.
At some point, although Luke wasn't sure when, he went up against Odin. Destroying the faith of battle hardened warriors was no easy task, and Luke was able to only weaken it considerable in this state.
Odin: "We'll meet again."
Luke: "Don't count on it."
Around 20 A.D., Luke could sense another faith popping up, another dangerous one, the most dangerous one. The jewish faith had been strong, making an omni-potent being, but it was to fickle to be a threat to Luke. This new version, and his son seemed like a bigger problem. Killing the son would be impossible for Luke, he was human, and he couldn't do anything to him. His follower's also believed to strongly in him to be erased. Luke decided not to worry about it and many years passed for him, all in peace. Sometime around 2000 years later, Luke had forgotten everything himself and wondered around, looking for nothing. It was about this time he ran into a young girl named Mia. She looked about 14, the same age as Luke.
Mia: "Hey give that back!"
Luke was just wandering through a town, collecting some money here and there when he noticed it.
Thief: "No way!"
Mia: "Give it back, I need that to eat!"
The thief didn't give it back, but decided to run. Mia lept up and chased after him. Luke shrugged it off and slowly left town. He exited the town gates and heard a scream, he looked around just to see the same thief with a knife to the girl's neck. There were a lot of other thieves with him too though.
Thief: "Hey you, boy, tell the village leader to give us free food and we'll let this girl go."
Luke shrugged and continued walking.
Thief: "You bastard, I'll really kill her!"
Luke kept going, not really seeing how this concerned him.
Thief: "Damnit, at least say something!"
Luke: "I don't care about that girl's life."
The thief looked surprised, but he quickly became interested instead.
Thief: "Hey, how about you play us some music on that harp of yours?"
Luke looked towards the thief, the thief would never pay, and it would be useless to try and get him to, so Luke shook his head and kept walking. Mia let out another scream and something snapped inside Luke, he couldn't move.
Luke *thinking*: "Why... can't I move? Who is that girl...?"
Luke's hand automatically reached for his harp, which he started to play, a fast tune and a lethal one. Without warning, all the theives suddenly fell over, dead. Luke continued walking, walking is all he did.
Luke: "My finale approaches... but what music will I play?"
Luke had walked a long time, and had wandered towards a military camp. He could tell they'd done something they were proud of. He looked into the camp, going by unnoticed and just as a waking dream. He saw a girl chained from every limb in a cage that was more than able to keep her in without her being chained up. Luke could feel her life energy slowly fading away, and a magic energy that had been completely sufficated. He thought he might have to do something...
Luke: "Hey, are you all right?"
The girl looked up, showing nasty scars all across her face and her neck. It looked like she'd been tortured almost to death. She just looked at Luke, her eyes empty.
Luke: "I'll... get you out."
Luke whistled and the chains were suddenly cut and the door to the cage was open. He stepped in and helped the girl out, feeling some of her powers returning.
Girl: "Th-thanks..."
Luke helped her move and whistled again, distorting the air around them, making them invisible. They slowly made their way out of the camp and a little ways past into a bunch of tall grass. Luke looked at her again and realized the scraps of clothes that barely covered her had once been a robe. She was completely scarred all over and normally would have been dead.
Luke: "Don't worry... I can help..."
Luke started to play softly on his harp, the power flowing from it out to the girl, the scars healed and soon they were completely gone. She looked up at Luke as if trying to remember something.
Girl: "My... names Maya... thanks for helping me..."
Maya stayed sitting, reliving what had happened. Luke already knew. The girl had a strong power of magic in her, much stronger than any other kind, and it was a serious threat if it remained uncontrolled, perfect for Luke to use. An army had captured her and was going to kill her when the order came that "researchers" wanted her alive. Luke felt a sudden hatred for them all now, something he wasn't really used to.
Luke: "Relax for a bit... we're going to get out of here..."
Luke started playing another song on his harp, the air underneath Luke and Maya solidified and lifted them into the air and away. For several years they journeyed together, not really having any care in the world. Maya didn't like to use her powers in a raw form, so she became Luke's dancer and used Luke's music to control her powers. Then one day, when the world seemed to be falling apart all around, the skies had turned red and the world was slowly dieing, bandits had captured Luke and Maya.
Luke: "Maya, what are you doing?"
Maya had began a dance that needed no music, the dance itself was beyond recognition and it only appeared as if a ball of light was moving everywhere. Luke paniced as he was teleported away, Maya still with the bandits. At this time, Ragnarok bore its way into Luke's soul, making him think that Maya had died, when she'd defeated all the bandits by burning them alive. Luke's focus changed and he slowly started to grow older, after one day, he was 21 from his 15 year old self.
Luke traveled to a mountain he never had heard of to see two massive armies ready to fight. Luke recognized the two at the front of each army... Odin and Fenrir.
Odin: "Fenrir! The battle of Ragnarok is upon us!"
Fenrir: "Odin! I will kill you before you have a chance to do anything!"
Odin and Fenrir: "I will kill you, my fated enemy!"
Odin and Fenrir rushed out first, meeting in the middle, a gun and a sword, sparring off, seeming like it would go endlessly before everyone else joined, but they did. Humans, billions of them on each side, all the powerful ones seemed to be missing though.
Star: "No matter what happens..."
Star stood in front of one of the comming armies, lightning striking down around him.
Nino: "We can't let you kill each other!"
Lightning bolts started to focus around Nino too, they held out their hands at the same time, a wall of lightning going through everyone on that side. Every person fell over, stunned. Dracoon on the other side didn't say anything, but slashed the earth. A huge slab of the earth titled up and made a new mountain range in front of all the comming people.
Odin and Fenrir: "Ragna~"
Luke: "You bastard..."
Odin and Fenrir looked stunned as Luke stepped up from seemingly out of no where. Luke's long hair covering his face, the guitar he held, the trench coat and wings. It all seemed to different than everything else.
Luke: "Its your fault so many people have died!"
Luke started to play the guitar, the air seemed to actually start to break around it. Odin and Fenrir moved very fast, avoiding the attack.
Luke: "No matter where you go... You won't live!"
Luke started to play harder, the ground started breaking up and rocks flew everywhere. Parts of space seemed to shatter and was replaced by a blankness. Dracoon, Nino, and Star were pushed back, away from everything that was going on.
God: "Luke. No matter what, I won't let you destroy this universe."
Luke turned around, still playing, the entire earth shaking now.
Luke: "You can't stop me, I will destroy everything that the lies have made!"
The entire universe seemed to be shaking, and then it was over, everyone was stuck on the outside of Luke's power, looking in to see him still playing. He'd destroyed all physical things of the universe, only the souls of everything remained.
Luke: "That was deminsional shatter #2, do you want to see #3?"
More things appeared, all the gods and incarnations of religion suddenly appeared, all trying to convince Luke what he was doing was wrong. Then a powerful soul emerged, one willing to fight.
Luke: "Shut up all of you! You're all just fabrications by these humans! I'll destroy you all and restore the world to how it should be. No more dieties, only the true will rule!"
Luke started playing again, but stopped as a spear flew from far away striking his guitar. It had no effect, but it still surprised Luke. Luke looked up to see dark red energy being formed at the end.
Luke: "It's worthless, you'll just end up destroying everything anyways."
Odin and Fenrir approached at a fast pace, the dark red energy of Ragnarok all around them.
Odin: "These 'lies' have made poeple better, don't you understand!?"
Luke laughed as he felt Ragnarok's energy come closer, it was the real thing this time.
Luke: "Just fabrications. Even the original Odin stood no chance against my music... speaking of him..."
Valkyries appeared all around Luke, their spears and armor still gleamed in the absence of everything. Luke laughed as he started to play another heavy song. All the valkyries tried to cover their eyes, whatever they could do, but they started to fade, just like all the lesser gods. Odin and Fenrir still kept comming though.
Fenrir: "Even if I have to destroy everything to destroy you, I will!"
Odin: "No one deserves to be able to mess with our lives!"
Fenrir and Odin: "Fate will not control us, Ragnarok!!!"
Luke started to play such a heavy song, that nonexistance started to shake.
Luke: "Eternal Finale!"
White energy exploded from Luke, the two energies met with a crashing of sounds and energy. Everything started to flash colors and many things disappeared and reappeared, and finally, the original spark showed itself.
Fate: "Luke... you've grown to power... it is your fate to die... Odin, Fenrir, you've broken your fate, and thus, you will die too."
Fate was a very simple creature, a ball of light that continously changed colors. It made Luke laugh at what it said though, as Luke started to play another song, that no one could hear.
Luke: "Fate, you've no clue how long I've been waiting to do this. Deminsional Shatter #0!"
Everything blinked, everyone, for an instant, was dead. When everything came back, Fate was gone and the world was back to normal. Luke was laughing as he got ready to play another song, but someone jumped on him. He turned his head to see Maya. Without any word, he played a silent tune and they disappeared. |
Grey the Stampede
Posts: 3608/3770 |
Garro: "Um..."
Grey: "Very impressive story, Nijote. Very impressive, indeed."
Grey's soft applause could be heard across the roof as the silence from Nijote's intense recount was shattered in a manner only as audacious as Grey's could be. The young man strode over to the campfire, and sat down on a vent that protruded from the rooftop. He looked down on the rest of the warriors, his hands folded and his eyes wide with curiousity.
"You've led quite a life. I think I have a much better understanding of you right now."
Kalar: "Done with your work for the day, Grey?"
Grey: "Yes... And with Janus gone, there's no real reason for me to worry any more about where he is. I've pretty much accepted that he won't be coming back any time soon."
Kalar: "Hrm..."
Kalar grimaced at the thought of permanently losing his "brother", but he knew that the three of them had to respect Janus' decision. Until he was ready to forgive Grey, Janus would be out and having his own adventures.
Kalar felt especially guilty. Janus had left because of HIM, because Kalar had been daring enough to let loose what had lay inside of him on Grey's prompting. If only he'd come back...
Garro, noticing his fellow's silence, tried to change the subject.
Garro: "So, uh... Now that we've heard that interesting little narrative, who else has a tale to share?" |
Dracoon
Posts: 3687/3727 |
Stacice: "He just didn't want to talk about all of our adventures. You're so lazy sometimes Dracoon..."
Nijote: "I... however, have a full story."
Nijote stared at the fire, concentrating.
OoC: Enjoy a 1st person narritive, first one I've ever done, lets see how well I can do it.
I was young... maybe about 5 at the time. I was sitting in the police office, in the cornor, holding my knees and crying. I'd heard the worst possible news I could ever hear...
Officer: "Man... it really hurts my heart to see that..."
Captain: "Yeah... I'm sorry for her too... Her mother was a brave woman though, this girl should be proud of her mom for the rest of her life..."
At the time, I didn't know what they were talking about, I learned sometime later though. I'd lived a quiet life to this point, in poverty, my mom, having been abandoned by my father, worked herself to the bone to make sure I could go to school and could eat. Eventually, we started getting extra money as "gifts". I didn't realize it at the time, and really wished I never did realize it, but my mom was whoring herself out to make sure I could be happy. I never would've forgiven myself if I still didn't love her with all my heart.
Officer: "Has... any family been contacted?"
Captain: "Yeah, her uncle. A wealthy guy, most of his past seems to be quiet, he said he would make sure she got an education and given every opportunity. He lost his wife when she was pregnant... Maybe this will be good for both of them."
It was tough times for the world. I'm not sure if any of you remember, but this was during the spread of the Silent Madness. The desiease itself wasn't fatal, but the impulses that the virus gave led people to do very violent acts. It was getting excessively popular with assassins, even the callow ones wouldn't hesitate before killing someone.
Officer: "Is... that him?"
I looked up to see a man in a black cloak with two eyes gleeming out. It looked like he was a demon, but in truth it was just his protection against the virus.
Nijote's Uncle: "I'm here to pick up here..."
Secretary: "Right, there are a few papers you need to sign. Name?"
Nijote's Uncle: "Shawn Ganat."
If you don't know who Shawn Ganat was... he was known of the greatest "hunter" of the time. Hunter was just another name they gave to assassins that killed people that had been infected.
Secretary: "Current Occupation?"
Shawn: "Doctor."
Secretarty: "Age?"
Shawn: "26."
The rest of the conversation has either yeilded to memory, or was to low to be heard. After a while, I fell asleep, exhausted from the day. I woke up the next day in a bed, a maid walking into the room, about to wake me up.
Maid: "Oh, good morning! I was about to wake you up."
I sat up in the bed, wondering where I was. This bed large, biggest bed I'd seen in my life.
Nijote: "Where am I?"
The maid smiled.
Maid: "You're at your new home Miss Nijote."
Nijote looked down at the bed.
Nijote: "This... isn't my home... where's mommy?"
The maid frowned. It was obvious she didn't want to explain what death was to a five year old.
Maid: "Master Ganat is waiting downstairs."
The maid flung open a drawer with plenty of clothes in it, she picked one out and laid it on the bed and then left the room. I looked at the clothes, it was something I'd seen other girls wear at church, but I'd never asked for one. I knew my mother worked hard and made little money. I noticed the socks and shoes and wondered how all these clothes had gotten here so quickly. I got dressed and opened the door, the maid grabbed my hand and started leading me down the hall and into a big dinning room. She led me over to a seat directly across from Shawn who didn't look up as he read the paper.
Shawn: "Are you feeling better today?"
After I looked around, I looked up at Shawn who still hadn't looked up.
Nijote: "Yes... but... where's mommy?"
Shawn still didn't look up.
Shawn: "She... won't be comming back... In order to make sure you had a good life... she had to let herself die."
I froze up. I was depressed for weeks, but eventually over came it, after a few years of private tutors and physical training, I became 10. Five years of hard work had hardly changed me, I was still quiet and tried to please everyone. Shawn constantly told me I was very much like my mother, but around the age of ten, i noticed my studies changing. I was already trained in two forms of martial arts, and now was getting trained with weapons, every weapon I ever imagined. My learning was already highly advance, I could pin point every point of the human body and already knew how to do a clean kill. Another year went by, and I became better, faster, smarter, stronger, everything. I didn't know it then, but at my meals I was recieeving a drug... the drug would close off my feelings and I eventually became a killing machine. At 12, I killed 5 people, then came home like it was nothing. When I was 14, I was asked to kill everyone in a room. I didn't leave a trace of anything and walked home whistling "Banana Phone". I was asked to do a single kill when I was 14, that made me began to think.
President of an Amusment Park: "Does... your mother know her little girl is killing everyone?"
He died of blood loss a few seconds after while my head was spinning. Had I forgotten what my mother did? She died to protect me...
My 16th birthday finally came, I went to my own party with a smile on my face and an extravigant dress. Only assassins and other people I worked with were there, everyone having a clean appearence, almost as if they had never done a sinful act in their lives.
Jake: "Hey, Nijote, how have you been?"
I remembered Jake, he'd saved me a lot of trouble by correcting a mistake I made. He was usually shy around me, for a good reason.
Nijote: "I've been great Jake!"
I hugged him, it was the best way to get rid of him. When I let go though, he didn't. He hugged me tighter. Not wanting to cause a scene, I didn't struggle very hard, but he still wouldn't let go of me.
Jake: "You know Nijote... They wouldn't care if you went missing. They'd all get over it."
I began to panic, I had no weapons on me, not even a needle with a sleep venom on it to stop him.
Jake: "I will let you have fun on your last day as a free woman though. Tomorrow, I will hunt you down though."
He let go of me, leaving me shaken, but he'd done the most idiotic thing he could do. He'd given me time to prepare. I enjoyed the rest of the party, not worrying about anything, I was even approached with a job. I took it, knowing that I would be around.
The next day I was ready. I met Jake out on the roof, he only had a few things on him.
Nijote: "Jake, are you sure you want to do this?"
Jake nodded, and Nijote practically appeared next to him.
Jake: "You made a mistake by underestimating me again."
I tried to speak, but I couldn't move. Every muscle in my body was paralyzed
Jake: "I pricked you with a needle last night, it was a slow paralysis, and knowing how you're never late, it was easy to set a time."
If I could scream out at him and lash out with everything, I would've. He wouldn't have stood a chance in direct combat, he'd tricked me...
Jake: "You don't have to worry though. I'll make sure that all your training will be undone and you'll be just a normal woman. You're far above the normal assassin. No matter what anyone did, they'd end up behind you."
Jake now moved behind me, out of my vision. I felt a hand on my lower back.
Jake: "This cloak is proof of it. Pure crimson red, like your eyes when you're about to kill..."
I felt his hand move lower, and would've screamed out and cut his hand off if I could've, but again I was stuck. He started to rub as if he wouldn't get another chance like this. He rested his head on my shoulder and whispered.
Jake: "It doesn't matter now though, you're mine forever."
I felt the blood rushing through my viens, the anger being built up and having no way to be released. He moved back in front of me, keeping on of his hands behind me. He bent his head forward to kiss, and as his lips touched mine and he tried to move his tongue into my mouth, he then realized he'd made his final mistake. I always kept a needle in my mouth, so if I couldn't go in for a direct kill, I could give my target a kiss of death. No one would realize it was me and it looked like the person just died of heart failure. He ripped his head away from me and moved back, stumbling backwards. I felt the paralyzation start to wear off and grinned.
Jake: "You... you bitch!"
He started clutching his chest, right now he was feeling an incredible pain.
Nijote: "It would've happened sooner or later."
I relaxed, I could move my body now, it was stiff, but I could.
Jake: "Your job tonight... you'll be trying to kill Shawn..."
Jake started coughing, he only had a few more seconds to live. I looked over at him and shrugged.
Nijote: "He's the one that made me this way. I'll be glad I killed him."
Shawn clutched harder and turned very pale.
Nijote: "I'll give you an antidote if you promise me something..."
Jake nodded vigorously, he was in extreme pain now and anyone not accustomed to the poison would've been knocked out.
Nijote: "If you will NEVER touch me again."
Jake nodded as his eyes bulged. I ran over and inserted a needle into his heart, calming it down. He looked up at me and uttered one sentence before he passed out.
Jake: "You're... going to be as... soft as your ass... before long."
I ignored the comment and walked downstairs, I figured I might as well get my job done now instead of later. I walked into the dinning room to see Shawn, sitting where he always was.
Shawn: "You've come to kill me?"
Nijote: "I've come to eliminate the last hunter if thats what you mean. You aren't needed anymore."
Shawn: "You won't be able to beat me."
Nijote: "Yes, I will defeat you, for mother."
Shawn flinched for a second and then jumped out of his chair, moving quickly down the table to pin me in hand to hand combat against him before I could pull any weapons out.
Nijote: "You're rusty."
I grabbed one of his arms and threw him into the wall. He flipped and landed on the wall and shot back, running right into my foot.
Nijote: "You can't even keep up with me."
Shawn grabbed my foot and pulled me towards him, trying to get a clear shot at my face. I held a hand up to block and moved my other foot to his shoulder. I pressed down with my foot and dislocated his left shoulder. He didn't let go though and dragged me down to the floor. I switched my legs position and dislocated his other shoulder. If he was more flexible and not so old, I might've had to worry about his feet, but he wasn't flexible and he was getting old. He didn't scream in pain and he didn't beg as my feet were on both sides of his head.
Shawn: "I robbed you of your childhood to create the perfect assassin... looks like I did just that."
I broke his neck with my feet and got up and walked away.
For a year, everything seemed all right, jobs came in easy and made lots of money. Every assassin that didn't like me soon ended up dead "by an unknown force". I then got a job that would change my life.
In a desert I fought the Psi Warrior Schwa, there was no information about him. The only thing known was that he was dangerous. I almost killed him, I depleted his magical attacks, but he made an attack that I couldn't block. He struck my heart, putting some of the light back in there to fight the darkness that had consumed me.
I wandered for a bit, not accepting any jobs, I was 20 now. My heart was now between the light and the dark, stuck in perfect halves, fighting. To rest and clear my mind, I got a room at a fancy inn. I fell asleep on the bed, trying to setlle the dispute in my heart.
However... peace was something I could never get. I had to many enemies, and this was their perfect chance to strike. If this one had been intent on killing me, I might not be here today.
I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling very weak, I opened my eyes and saw someone standing in the room looking at me. It didn't take me long to recognize Jake.
Nijote: "What are you doing here?"
My voice barely came out as a whisper, and as I spoke he came closer.
Jake: "I'm here to take you away."
Nijote: "You've already sworn that you'd never touch me again."
Jake: "You thought I'd stick to it?"
I sat up, I felt so tired, all my muscles seemed to be sore.
Jake: "I drugged you. You will be weak for another few hours."
Jake was on the side of the bed I was on now. He was a stalker that knew what he was doing. I could've killed him when I had the chance, but I decided to save him. He touched me on the forehead and I reached up and grabbed his arm weakly with both of mine. He reached down with one hand and grabbed both of my hands. He reached his hand into my mouth and took out the death needle.
Nijote: "Stay away from me..."
He let go of my hands and picked me up. I couldn't think of a single way to kill him in this state. He laughed and started speaking out loud.
Jake: "Just like this, I'll hold you just like this and make a great exit. You won't have anything on to make it even better!"
He put me on my feet just so he could pick me up with a hug, I saw a chance to kill him, but I couldn't go through with it for some reason. He sat me down on the bed, the blood was rushing unequally to my head and eyes, making me very dizzy. He started to remove my robe when I snapped awake. I hadn't realized all of what was going on till this point and now knew what I had to do. I grabbed his hands and winked at him.
Nijote: "You've obviously won, so why not make this enjoyable for the both us."
I removed my own robe and laid back on the bed, waiting for him to remove his clothes. He did so eagerly, showing that his mind had become dull. I felt him touch my leg as he moved to get on top of me, but sadly for him, he'd never get the chance he was hoping for. I quickly brought my foot up to his stomach and pushed him off me enough to bring my other foot to his neck and kick his adam's apple. I sat up next to him as he gasped for air and hugged him.
Nijote: "I'm sorry Jake, I didn't want to have to kill you. You left me no choice."
I pushed him over and he hit his head against the bed frame and sunk to the floor, his eyes glazing over. I quickly got dressed and gathered my things, leaving through the window, still weakened.
After another year or so wandering, I eventually came to Paris, France. There I met the priest Lunari, who took me in when I was sick. I've been helping her with any financial problems she has, and in exhange she continues to help me balance good and evil. Then came the fated day that still makes even me shiver when I think about it...
Lunari: "Ni-Nijote!"
I came running at the sound of her paniced voice. Just for my jaw to hit the floor at what waited for me.
Nijote: "Mother!?"
Lunari seemed worried, and after I looked again, I noticed I could see through her.
Nijote: "This... is her spirit...?"
Lunari: "Its ascending... I'm sorry Nijote, your mother has been watching you for years..."
For the first time since I was 10, I felt like crying. Crying for everything I'd done, crying for my mother's lost dream of me being normal. I felt like breaking down and not caring who it was in front of, and just start crying for my mother. All her sacrifice just to lead to a monster.
Nijote's Mother: "Nijote... you've made me proud... Although Shawn tried to taint you and use you... you broke free... I'm glad you're happy Nijote. I can move on now, knowing that you'll be fine."
Between trying to hold back tears and tears going down ym face, I was able to spit out the words:
Nijote: "Mom... thank you for everything... I'm sorry I couldn't have ended up more like you."
I fell against the wall, tears flowing openly down her face now. I watched as my mother's spirit disappeared, finally getting the rest that it deserved so long ago. |
Grey the Stampede
Posts: 3584/3770 |
Kalar: "Whoa... Dude, that's intense."
Garro: "I was really expecting more... You all need to hear this story I've got to tell you, man, is it a jar. Haha, and stuff."
The skies had been dark for a while now... The stars were just beginning to come out. It was pretty clear out, didn't look like there'd be any rain, for once. The dead of the night air was almost cinematic in nature...
Kalar: "Alright, alright Garro... We're done interrupting for now. Come on, anyone else got a story? I doubt we all want to be subjected to Garro's tale." |
Dracoon
Posts: 3684/3727 |
Dracoon, Stacice, Nijote, Luke, and Maya: "Stop inturpting!"
The explosion that had been set off by Schwa's actions completely obliterated the factory. Dracoon was still offline when it happened.
Dracoonx2: "Hey... Dracoon... you killed them all..."
The under ground levels started exploding, leaving only the room with Dracoon and Dracoonx2 left intact.
Dracoonx2: "I'll kill you one day... Untill then..."
Dracoonx2 started to glow and teleported herself and Dracoon away. They landed in a river, Dracoonx2 getting out of the water as Dracoon floated down the river.
Stacice: "Hey... can you hear me?"
Dracoon opened his eyes, seeing a young girl in front of him. His self check system became active and he was fully repaired.
Stacice: "Hello!?!"
Dracoon looked directly at her, scanning her. Inside his mind the numbers came so easily.
Power: 41%
Speed: 121%
Technique: ???
Threat: 51%
Dracoon: "What?"
Stacice seemed taken back and looked angerly at Dracoon.
Stacice: "WHAT?!! WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHAT!!!? I FISHED YOU OUT OF A RIVER AND REPAIRED YOU!!! IT TOOK ME THREE DAYS TO JUST MAKE SURE YOUR AI WAS WORKING, DON'T 'WHAT' ME!!!"
Dracoon was surprised, most humans had tried to remain calm around him.
Dracoon: "What do you want of me?"
Stacice: "Uhh..."
Stacice seemed to be lost in thought. Dracoon sighed and sat up. Stacice didn't seem to notice, so he stood up and began to walk towards the door.
Stacice: "Oh, I know!"
Dracoon paused, only having made a step or two of progress.
Stacice: "You're going to be my project on how to turn reploids to humans!"
Dracoon didn't even bother running possiblity calculations on that.
Dracoon: "I don't want to be human."
Stacice seemed disappointed.
Stacice: "All right then... Well, if you ever need any help, just ask for it."
Dracoon nodded and left. This did start him off on his first human relationship though. He traveled all over again, not really seeking anything, or doing anything, just becoming stronger. After many years of contact with Stacice, the calls stopped comming suddenly. Dracoon wasn't sure why, but he traveled back to Stacice's mansion like house as fast as he could. As he entered the front door, a voice boomed everywhere around the house.
Stacice: "Hello Dracoon, how have you been?"
The voice was to calm, Dracoon already was guessing that this wasn't Stacice.
Stacice: "You loved this girl didn't you? Just like I loved the other 7 that you killed."
Dracoon flinched and ran up the stairs.
Stacice: "Dracoon Dracoon Dracoon... *tsk tsk tsk* what am I going to do with you? I promised revenge against you, but the only thing I can think of is killing this girl."
Dracoon was now running faster, heading towards the roof.
Dracoon: "Damnit..."
Stacice: "Did that hurt Dracoon, what are you? Human? Are you like me? A person trapped in a reploids body?"
Dracoon stopped mid-way through his run and started to listen.
Stacice: "That's better Dracoon. This girl's life is meaningless, she can't do anything for you but repair you... I can help you though. I know who you were in your former life..."
Dracoon blasted straight through the roof with his buster cannon and jumped after it. Dracoonx2 had Stacice at her feet and looked up only when Dracoon took a step forward.
Dracoonx2: "You were..."
???: "My son."
Dracoonx2 spun around to see a very worn out old man looking at both of them. Something seemed different about him though, he didn't give off an air of being weak.
Dracoon: "Dr... Colling?"
Dracoonx2: "Samuel Colling. Our 'creater'."
Samuel hung his head and looked at the ground, supporting himself on a cane.
Samuel: "You Dracoon... were my own flesh and blood son. You were 20 when you had an accident that killed you. I used your body and mind to create the reploid Dracoonx4."
Dracoon stared at Samuel, who was this guy, to try and resurrect his own son?
Samuel: "I was 38 at the time when you died. Your wife died a year before you... I managed to bring her back completely... Over the next 20 years, leading me to be 60... I realized I was about to die and couldn't bring you back, so I planned to clone you, but use the empty shell I could make as a new body so I'd have time..."
Dracoonx2 looked at Dracoon, Dracoon suddenly remembered her face.
Samuel: "My son... I'm sorry I disappointed you, the last experiment was supposed to be a failure, not to actually bring you back..."
Dracoon looked up at Samuel, he buster cannon now pointing at his head.
Samuel: "That will be impossible... You have already killed me after all."
Dracoon remembered that clearly.
Samuel: "Leave this life behind son... come with me and your wife to the after life, you've already killed us both anyways."
Dracoon looked up at both of them. He remembered something else. He'd awaked for a short period of time while floating down the river and saw Dracoonx2, thinking she was planning something, he shot the critical point of her head, destroying her. He'd killed both his wife and father... without regret at the time.
Stacice: "Dracoon... they're lieing..."
Dracoon was the only one that could hear the voice. It had gone directly to his head and he wondered what it ment.
Stacice: "You said you would never want to be human... they're lieing, you didn't have those memories before... Don't trust them... don't leave..."
Dracoon shook his head, he ran scans on the memories and figured them out to have been added at some point.
Dracoon: "I have no regrets of killing either of you. I won't have any turning you down either. Go to hell yourself, your son is waiting for you there. Ragnarok Blade.
Dracoon's beam sword became active and was pure black. He struck both Dracoonx2 and Samuel. They sighed and with some last regrets disappeared.
Samuel: "He's wrong... my son was a kind hearted human... he's in heaven right now, probably sad that we won't be able to join him."
Dracoonx2: "I died a long time ago... I wonder... was I pure back then?"
Dracoon helped Stacice into a bed and left the house, not planning on returning untill he'd found a way to become human.
Dracoon did find a way to become human, during a battle with Schwa, he was able to become a human. He looked almost dead as a human, but after time his human body became stronger, and one day, he returned to Stacice and showed her. She wasn't pleased and the words that continue to echo in Dracoon's mind to this day are... "Be true to yourself, you being a reploid doesn't matter to me... I love you..."
For what awaits Dracoon in the future? Only time will tell...
Next episode on Dracoon Ball Z! Luke will reveal his past on the earth and a few interesting details, also with scenes from the unfinished Ragnarok, and a future of him showing the universe, who rocks the hardest. |
Grey the Stampede
Posts: 3571/3770 |
Kalar: "So what, you expect us to believe that you just magically appeared here after that?"
Garro nursed an especially nasty wound on his side as he roasted another hot dog... There was a flash of white light, and the wound was more or less gone, with only a small bit of scar tissue remaining. He'd take care of that tomorrow.
"What about that girl, Stacice?" |
Dracoon
Posts: 3672/3727 |
Dracoon: "I... was getting to that..."
Dracoon wandered off, off to his "birth place". He reached the remains of a factory, just to see Schwa about to enter it.
Dracoon: "..."
Dracoon and Schwa fought, for a while, and eventually Dracoon let Schwa enter the factory. Dracoon took another entrance, one Schwa wouldn't know about. He walked down a lit hall way, looking only forward. He had a memory of this, walking up it, past 3 other versions of him, he knew they were still here.
Dracoonx1: "Returned?"
Dracoon just looked at x1 as the original lifted its buster cannon at him.
Dracoon: "You're weaker than me."
Dracoonx1 didn't seem to understand, nor care, as he charged towards Dracoon. Dracoon struck out with the beam sword in his right hand. Dracoonx1 fired a blast of energy, stopping the blade.
Dracoonx1: "I have the most advanced buster cannon. You will not be able to beat me so easily."
Dracoon flinched as energy flowed into Dracoonx1's buster cannon so easily.
Dracoonx1: "Ultima Buster."
A blast of energy exploded from the buster cannon, Dracoon brought his out and aimed it right at the oncomming blast.
Dracoon: "I'll make sure I spare that part then! Power Shot!"
The yellow beam of energy was a little edged towards the right, making the ball of energy swerve to the left, running into the wall near Dracoon, and demolishing it.
Dracoonx1: "Supreme~~"
Dracoon didn't give Dracoonx1 any time to prepare this blast and decapitated the first Dracoon, blew out his central power core with his buster cannon, and brought another strike down to cut off Dracoonx1's buster cannon.
Dracoon: "Sorry..."
Dracoon ripped off his own buster cannon and replaced it with x1's superior model. He walked further down the hall way, knowing he was going to run into the only one he would refuse to kill.
Dracoonx2: "You've finally come home?"
Dracoon looked at the only female Dracoon to ever be made, she was also the weakest, but she had something none of the others had...
Dracoon: "No... i've come to reclaim my memories."
Dracoonx2: "You don't have memories, you're a reploid."
Dracoon: "I can feel more than that."
Dracoonx2: "You're just a reploid, you weren't made like me."
Dracoon: "How do you know?"
Dracoonx2: "..."
Dracoon did know how Dracoonx2 was made. A sacrifice of the former scientist's daughter. She was made as a fake human, she had no offensive power at all, but she could remember things from a past life. She was nothing like the others though.
Dracoonx2: "I helped."
Dracoon: "I don't care. There is something here that is mine."
Dracoonx2: "You know, I can't let you go..."
Dracoon: "You have no importance as long as you stay here. If you plan to stay here for the rest of your life, I might as well kill you where you stand."
Dracoonx2: "Please don't!"
Dracoon also knew Dracoonx2's weak point. She had human feelings, fear, hope, love... everything he didn't.
Dracoon: "Then get out of my way."
Almost as if she was struggling with herself, Dracoonx2 moved out of the way. Dracoon kept walking, knowing what was to await him next. Another weakling compared to him. He walked down further, he decided he wouldn't waste any time and wouldn't even give him the time to move half a foot. Dracoon saw his opening as he saw the shadow of the next one being cast down on the floor.
Dracoonx3: "It won't work."
Dracoon rushed towards Dracoonx3, pausing right in front and attack from every direction possible.
Dracoonx3: "I told you, it wouldn't work."
Dracoonx3 was sleek and powerful, its fists flew up to block each of Dracoon's attacks.
Dracoon: "Advanced Sensory, don't worry, it'll have a good home."
Dracoon seemed to suddenly disappear and reappear in several places, then appeared far enough away to be out of range.
Dracoon: "Alpha Psi Beam!"
A blast of psycic energy flew out and collided with Dracoonx3, the nature of the attack confused Dracoonx3's sensors and he couldn't block. The attack hit directly, and Dracoonx3 shortened out. Dracoon reached towards Dracoonx3's head and ripped out a chip, scanning it, his own processor copied everything about it and upgraded it.
???: "You know, we can't let you leave alive."
Dracoon turned around to see a new reploid with wings staring right at him.
Dracoon: "...?"
Dracoonx5: "I'm Dracoonx5. Your superior, there are 4 more too, we can't let you leave!"
Dracoon: "We'll see."
Dracoon moved to the side as Dracoonx5 flew towards him at an incredibly fast speed with a beam sword. Dracoon took his beam sword out and waiting for Dracoonx5 to come around again.
Dracoon: "The thing I have..."
Dracoonx5 flew forward again at the same pace just to collide with Dracoon's beam sword.
Dracoon: "That you don't..."
Dracoon flipped off the wall behind him and pulled a Star like move as he slashed the wings off. Dracoon scanned them in the middle of this, and two blades of energy shot from his back, acting as wings.
Dracoon: "Is experience."
Dracoon journeyed deeper into the complex, knowing he'd find 4 more opponets waiting for him. What they could each have, what they could each do, didn't matter to Dracoon. He'd defeat them all, and earn his name, he'd prove he was the strongest, and no one could beat him. His mind was still empty... almost no thought comming from it as he continued down.
Dracoon ran into the first unknown reploid, he could assume the name from the X6 emblem on its forehead.
Dracoon: "Are you ready?"
The reploid in pure black with a cloth cape that was equal length on both sides held both his hands out and two beam swords activated.
Dracoon: "I'll take that as a yes."
Dracoon activated his beam sword and rushed at Dracoonx6 as Dracoonx6 rushed at him. They met each other with equal force, but Dracoon was using both his hands, Dracoonx6 was only using one.
Dracoonx6: "..."
Dracoon ducked as the beam sword almost decapitated him. He thrusted forward just to get his beam sword deflected by Dracoonx6's. Dracoon jumped back just to almost get skewered by both of the swords.
Dracoon: "You're fast..."
Dracoon started to slash incredibly fast at all angles towards Dracoonx6, just to see every hit be block and parried, when Dracoonx6 was against the wall, it jumped up and shot back down from the ceiling after flipping in mid-air. Dracoon held up the beam sword as both of Dracoonx6's hit it. Dracoon's beam sword wavered and then gave out, giving Dracoon just enough time to jump back.
Dracoon: "Overloaded... I guess I'll have to take yours!"
Dracoon ran forward towards Dracoonx6 and jumped right as two blades almost struck him through. Dracoon managed to get behing Dracoonx6 and put him into a full nelson. With power alone, Dracoon broke the head off of Dracoonx6, taking the arms with it. Dracoon claimed the two beam swords and continued.
Walking further into the complex, Dracoon realized that he wouldn't be able to get out the way he came in. It would take to long to travel all that way back.
???x2: "Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!!!!"
Dracoon looked up to see two reploids, smaller than the others. One had angel wings and a halo, the other devil wings and horns.
Dracoonx7 (Angel): "You've made it brother! Have you come to stay with us!!!"
Dracoonx8 (Devil): "You're strong enough, just stay with us!"
Dracoon looked at them and took out the two beam swords. He jumped from the floor to the left wall, to the right wall, then towards them, scraping the floor with the blades.
Dracoonx7: "Aww... no fun today..."
Dracoonx7 pulled a horn out from behind its wings and played a note, freezing Dracoon in place. Dracoonx8 brought out a pitchfork and started to jab at Dracoon,dealing very minor damage. Dracoon began to laugh.
Dracoon: "I see, you're weak physically, but your armor is strong, I'll adapt mine to be like it!"
Dracoon spun in mid air where he was frozen and broken the musics grip on him. He slashed outwards and chipped a piece of Dracoonx8 off and followed with a combo, chipping pieces off on each successful hit. He brought both beam swords above his head and brought it down as hard as he could, shattering Dracoonx8. In the same instance he changed to his buster cannon and fired a blast of orange energy towards Dracoonx7.
Dracoon: "Omega Shot!"
The blast completely destroyed Dracoonx7 and Dracoon began to laugh as his armor glowed. When it stopped glowing he moved forward into a big cubic room. At the center was the final one, Dracoonx9.
Dracoonx9: "So brother, you've come to learn why you were born?"
Dracoon: "Yes."
Dracoonx9: "You were ment to be a vessal, Dr. Light's plans were copied by Dr. Colling and you were created with the ability to think. You're a fluke."
Dracoon didn't seemed bothered by this fact.
Dracoonx9: "I'm a superior model to you, made from the programs of X and Zero. You can't defeat me."
Dracoon looked at Dracoonx9, it was true that he did have some traits of X and Zero, but he also knew he did too.
Dracoon: "I was made the same way Dracoonx9."
Dracoonx9: "But you're wrong. I was made FROM X and Zero, you are just a copy. And please, call me DracoonXZero."
Dracoon: "So be it DracoonXZero, but in order for me to contiue living, you must die!"
Dracoon lashed out towards DracoonXZero with the dual beam swords, just to be stopped by DracoonXZero's single sword.
Dracoon: "...?"
Dracoon jumped into the air and started to shoot, just to have all the fire countered with DracoonXZero's buster cannon. DracoonXZero started firing faster than Dracoon and soon Dracoon was being shot into the wall continously.
Dracoon *thinking*: "I won't lose... I can't lose..."
Dracoon started to block the shots with his own and fed on the power.
DracoonXZero: "Omega Buster!"
Dracoon flinched at the name and saw the orange light heading towards him. Being stuck against the wall he tried to block as much of it as he could, but it didn't matter. The blast almost fried him anyways. Dracoon fell to the floor, struggling to get up.
DracoonXZero: "Omega Blade!"
DracoonXZero started to move at the fastest speed Dracoon had ever seen. Dracoon blocked the first attacks with his sword, but was soon overwhelemed, and felt his body start to get cut up. The last attack flung him against the wall, parts flying out, making his left leg unusable.
Dracoon: "... how are you so strong?"
DracoonXZero: "Experience."
Dracoon slowly got up and aimed his buster cannon at DracoonXZero feeling a new power arise within him. He left a change over come him and an incredible power became open to him. He realized his oil had turned red and was confused, he could move his left leg all of a sudden.
Dracoon: "I understand..."
Dracoon had heard a voice, from a time yet to come, and already knew what to do.
Dracoon: "Supreme Blade Combo!"
Dracoon reached godlike speeds and smashed THROUGH DracoonXZero's beam sabre. Sparks flew up from DracoonXZero being hit, and the hits kept comming, Dracoon's sword now turning light blue. He kept attacking and when he felt DracoonXZero go off balance, he trusted forward, releasing more energy than he ever had before. Dracoon turned around, knowing that he'd won and saw the oil was black again.
Dracoon: "Must... have just been seeing things... I'm not human... I don't bleed..."
Dracoon passed out, going offline. |
Grey the Stampede
Posts: 3556/3770 |
Kalar: "Ah, come on Dracoon, you can't tell us that's everything. What about the years and years of lost data? What about that chick you're always hanging with? What about--- Oh, my hotdog's done."
Kalar sat on his log, as the campfire tales took place in a very literal form. With Janus still MIA, and Grey refusing to look for him, Kalar and Garro had decided to start up a small campfire on the roof of the SF complex. Garro was still recovering from his bout with Metal. Grey was brooding. Kalar was hungry.
In any case, the crew had gotten a little bored, and so they decided to start telling each other stories about their pasts and the crazy junk they did before heading off to the battles. It seems like a cheap setup for a story, but I swear it's not. We're gonna have some fun with this, too. Expect commentary.
Garro: "Come on, Dracoon... Don't tell me that's all you have." |
Dracoon
Posts: 3671/3727 |
OoC this is really for solo stories, it was original Grey's idea, but he never did it, so I decided to.
Dracoon's Story
???: "Excellent, you're online!"
Dracoonx4's turned on and took in his surrondings for the first time and the first words went by automatically.
Dracoonx4: "Master...? Why is my purpose so short...? Why did you give me the ability to think?"
Dracoonx4's voice was monotoned and very clear, it lacked all emmotion.
Master?: "You can... think?"
Dracoonx4 realized he was in danager, and sat up, breaking the iron bars that held him down. He turned and looked, feeling something weird within him.
Dracoonx4 *thinking*: "I... I want to kill him?"
Dracoonx4 looked around again, it was like a high-tech workshop, he was the project. He held his right arm up, and felt it point automatically at his master.
Master?: "What... what are you doing!!?"
The blast of energy that happened next seemed sufficated and backfired, turning the whole room into a hellish inferno. Dracoonx4 didn't realize what had happened, he just knew he went offline.
Dracoonx4 awoke a long time later, over five years. He was different, stronger, but still, something seemed wrong. He'd been moving those five years, what had happened. He felt something wrong again, and felt his mind being pulled into submission. A few years ppassed by... he awoke again, much stronger, and with tools at his disposal.
Dracoonx4: "I'm... not sure whats going on... my memories, everything I've done, why did I do them without a mind? Yiusi... Schwa... Star... All of them... what is wrong with me?"
Dracoonx4 grabbed a tool near him, wondering where he was and struck off the X4 on his head. He stood up, he could think freely., His name of Dracoonx4 was done, he was Dracoon... until he could find his real name.
To be edited... even I can't do a full story in one sitting. |
|
