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Yoshiro

Posted on 03-02-09 06:50 AM

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THIS was all copy and pasted from microsoft word XD. So

GLOSSARY:

Phillisin- a look-alike to a human race. They have white hair and red eyes, and possess mystical powers. This also would mean “people” in some sentences.

Ajen- a male Phillisin. There are no specific words for a “boy” or a “man”

Ajona- a female Phillisin. Same situation above with Ajen.

Saphario- enemy race of the Phillisins. They prefer to torment humans.

Essence- energy that makes up spells or magic. No essence, no magic

PROLOGUE

I was Six years old.

My Father raised his staff high into the air. It shimmered, creating an enormous destructive whirlwind. It wasn’t real; Father would never use his power over the wind to create something that was too dangerous for me.
I clapped, for the whirlwind was probably the coolest thing I had ever seen in my life.

Father handed me the staff, saying that it was time for me to use my first wind spell. I was hesitant at first, thinking about the chance of screwing everything up. Eventually
I held onto the staff tightly, and let myself get that empowered feeling as if I ruled the world. I observed the area we were in. Nice comfy grassland with no distractions –perfect for learning wind spells. Father had always told me to take a deep breath before I perform my first spell of the day.

I inhaled sharply, exhaled and pointed the staff forward.

“I want you to chant the eighth spell from book one,” he said.

I paused in thought for a few seconds and then chanted the spell.
Nothing. My excitement began to decease. After all of the training I had been through, after all of the sweats I had broken, coming this far to fail would destroy me.

“Jake,” Father said, “you must let go of your tension. Relive yourself of all anger that bottles deep inside you.”

I took a second deep breath, relaxed my body, and attempted the spell again.
This time, my arms began to feel like rubber, and I felt the vibrations of my staff throughout my body.
The winds blew fiercely but calmed after a few seconds.
“Very good,” he said.

Suddenly, I began to feel weary.

“Are you all right Jake? Remember, you must always be able to recover from each spell you activate.”

I heard his words, but could not understand them. I felt a sudden, extreme desire to kill. The sky darkened and lightning bolts began to touch down in random places, not far way.

“Jake, snap out of it,” said the Ajen that stood beside me. He shook me slightly but I no longer had control of myself. The energy within my body had taken over.

I raised my staff high into the air; a bolt of lightning hit the top of it.
The Ajen beside me seemed frozen. I saw disbelief all over his face, but my murderous emotion disallowed me to care. I pointed the staff at him.

“Jake!” He rushed at me, determined to strike, but it was too late. A large crackling sound roared from my staff and it began to buzz loudly. A large bolt of lightning emitted and struck the ajen in the head.
Tears rolled off my cheeks but I didn’t know why. I was emotionless. My desire to kill continued to increase, but it all ended when I fell to the ground, unconscious.

“Quick, we have very little time,” the queen said. She held the hand of a young Ajona as they hurried outside of an enormous white castle.
They stopped outside of the front doors. The Queen took out a purple gemstone from her pocket.

“This is the Spirit Jewel,” she said.

“But mommy” asked the young Ajona, “what am I supposed to do with that?”

“Hush honey,” she said. “This jewel holds half of your power. When you are older you must release your essence and –”

A creature wearing a white cape appeared from nowhere, running at a supernatural speed. He swiped the gem from the Ajona’s hand and vanished.
The queen fell to her knees and wept. Her crown glistened from the rays of the sun.
“Mommy, don’t cry,” said the young Ajona. “We’ll get it back.”

The queen wiped away her tears and kissed the young one on the forehead.
“Lina, your father mustn’t hear about this,” she replied, trying not to cry.

Lina nodded. Just then, a guard rushed out of the gates and to the queen.

“Zar has come for the child,” he spoke in a loud, panicked voice.

“Fine” said the queen. She snapped her fingers and the guard handed her a wand. She waved it, causing small ball of light to dart from the tip and hit the ground. It formed into a blue door.
Lina, remember, your father and I will always love you,” the queen spoke.

“Mommy, I don’t wanna go.” said Lina.

The queen replied, “You will have to live with your Aunt Becky. You will not be able to have memory of this castle nor return until your destiny has been fulfilled.”

Lina was worried. “Please, mommy,” she cried.

The queen replied tearfully. “I’m sorry, Honey. Let Deston be with you.”
The door opened and Lina was sucked inside by a mysterious force.

CHAPTER ONE

10 years later.
Yell.
My eyes jerked open, my chest filling like it was covered in flames. Another night of terror, another morning that begins with headaches. I got off my bed. A streak of sunlight escaped through my curtains. That’s when I realized I was freezing my ass off!
I darted pass the bathroom, through the hall, downstairs into the living room.
The thermostat was set to “heat.” Great, I thought, it mocks me. I glanced at a nearby clock.
9am.

“Jake,” my mom called from what I assumed, the den. I walked down another hall, down another sat of stairs –our house was really annoying– until I was in the den.
“Tory just called,” she continued. “She says its time for you and Lina to begin your first mission.”

“Allright!” I cheered. “No more training –finally.”

“Don’t get too excited,” mom said with a chuckle, raining on my parade. “Your level of magic isn’t the best around.”

“Its good enough,” I said, with a shrug.

Mom continued her usual morning exercises. She was a slim Ajona, about five feet nine inches tall. She was the type of mom who was single, but loved to cook, clean and sometimes baby me –which I hated. Secretly, probably somewhere deep down inside me, I enjoyed the attention and love.

“Go wash up and meet with Lina,” she said. “You have a big day ahead of you.”

I went back upstairs and into the bathroom. I looked into the mirror and over my features. I had a typical Phillisin’s appearance: white hair and red eyes. My hair was short, but that was how I liked it.

After brushing my teeth, I dressed in the usual Twilight Kingdom Special Force’s Uniform: A snow white robe. I snatched my staff off the floor, after putting on my shoes. Then I grabbed myself an apple and headed out the door.

CROWNVILLE, TWILIGHT KINGDOM.
This was my home town. Crownville was about two miles from an important place: Lipon City. That brought in tourists, which at times annoyed me to death. Crownville was a nice metropolis area, with two beaches, and friendly Phillisins. Well not everyone was friendly –but the majority of the Phillisins here were. The two beaches were, on the east of town and the other, of course on the west. I sometimes spent time there but the thought of training somehow cause me to bore of the nice blue ocean waves.

My best friend and partner, Lina, lived with her aunt in Easco. I preferred to walk there in order meet her, mainly because it’s only a quarter of a mile from Crownville.

I decided to visit the spell book store, before making the walk. I scavenged the shelves until I found a small grey book. This grey book contained various types of wind spells. I glanced over a few pages, keeping a few in mind (hoping to memorize them) and then closed the book. I had my own wind spells, but it never hurt to learn new ones.

After I left the spell book store, I went to Lina’s house, in Easco. When I arrived, I rang the doorbell.
Lina’s Aunt Becky answered.

“Hello Jake,” she said with a chuckle. I glared at her. She was a tall and thin Ajona, wearing a pink shirt and a pair of jeans. Her hair ran to her neck, she had a large “M” scar on her lower arm and wore this strange black medallion around her neck. “How about a fortune?”

“Is Lina home?” I said, ignoring her stupid fortune offer.

“She’ll be out. So can I have your palms or not?” She smiled, sky-rocketing my anger.

“No you can’t,” I managed to say in a calm voice. “You will never get me to fall into that mumble-jumble crap.”

“Come on,” she said, her temper cracking a little. I honestly didn’t know why she demanded my fortune so bad. But she wasn’t going to get it –I wasn’t falling to her foresight ability. I always viewed my future as a private matter and there was no way I was going to let Lina’s Aunt Becky dig into that. I nick-named her “Pixy” inside my head –grinning at the thought that maybe one day she would turn into one.

“No.”

Pixy’s red eye color flashed to green and then back to its original color. “Fine,” she said, and then went back inside. Lina came out shortly. She was a pretty Ajona, same age as me, same height as my mom. She wore a female’s uniform: a white dress, white shoes. She had her wand, an Ajona's tool of magic, in her left hand and a pink spell book in the other.

“Hi,” she greeted her voice as beautiful as her looks.

“Hey,” I said.

“Well, shall we warp to the Headquarters or just stand around here all day,” she said sarcastically.

“Stand around,” I joked, loving the satisfaction when she chuckled. She pointed her wand forward and chanted the warp spell under her breath. I raised my staff high into the air, so that it would catch a wave of essence which allowed me to warp. The ground vibrated rapidly, the winds increased, and my vision went extremely blurry.
But in seconds, it was all over and we stood in front of a mansion.

Our mentor, Kian waited for us at the door. He was an Ajen of six feet three inches in height. (I was six feet tall)
He had long dreads which took on a black color instead of white. In fact, Kian was the only irregular Phillisin, having lime-green eyes instead of red. If you were stupid, then you’d question Kian about his way of birth.

“It’s about time you made,” he said to both of us. We kneeled before Kian, giving the great hero the respect he deserved.

“Sir,” I said, “what’s our first mission?”
Kian let three seconds passed and then explained the mission.

“We had been given a report stating that Sapharios have been spotted in Serpent Grass Flatlands. They are inventors of poisonous drugs. They are responsible for the drug-related problems found in the Human World.”

I sighed. Humans were our look-alikes, except they had different hair and eye colors and didn’t have a clue about magic. I always wanted to encounter a human and have a common conversation.
Our duty may be to protect humans –but why not let them know we exist? Why not tell them that there is another dimension out there? Why not tell them there are several Dimensions waiting to interact and maybe teach them forms of magic?

Kian folded his arms. “Your mission is to travel to the Flatlands and arrest the Sapharios. You two may not be apart of a squad, but you have been trained. Do not disappointment me. Make us proud.”

“Yes,” Lina and I simultaneously said. Kian snapped his fingers causing a wooden staff to appear in mid air. He grabbed it.

“I hate Sapharios,” he muttered unhappily. “They are the reasons why humans cannot remain drug-free. Phillisins and Sapharios will never get along.” Kian then chanted a spell under his breath. A bright ball of light darted from his staff, hit the ground and formed into a blue door. He nodded and we pushed open the portal. I waved and then led Lina inside.

Portal traveling was insane. Everything went bright –way bright! I could feel fierce winds blowing all over me. But I couldn’t open my eyes because of the possibility of going blind. Everything was spinning –at least that’s what I felt through my stomach.

In a matter of seconds, the winds stopped and I opened my eyes. Whew! The sickening portal travel was finally over. However, the side effect was just beginning. I ran behind a large boulder that was nearby and nearly threw up my insides.
There we have it –the famous portal travel: the thing that mocked my stomach over and over again.

Serpent Grass Fields lived exactly up to its name: a flat land covered in grass. Kian didn’t give us any specific direction on where to travel –we were supposed to travel by instincts –but luckily that wasn’t too much of a problem. Our training majorly depended on instincts, so at this point, it didn’t bother us.

Lina and I agreed to go south. Why we agreed on this without a single argument remained oddly out of the picture.
In fact, Lina and I have trained under Kian since we were seven years old. Agreement at this point wasn’t even noticed.

For about a half hour, we took a straight southerly path, then trailing east afterwards. The sun showed us no mercy causing us to eventually come to a stop and rest –even though we were told not to. Occasionally, I created a breeze to cool us down. After about ten minutes, we moved on again.
Walking through this seemingly endless grassland, an enormous screech broke our silence.
I glanced around attempting to locate the creator of the screech. Nothing.

“See anything?” I asked Lina, hoping her vision would have more luck than mine. But she shook her head.

A second screech, much louder than the first filled the air. This time, I heard flapping sounds getting closer and closer. The winds picked up enormously, a large cloud shadow grew darker beneath me. Not good.

With all of my strength, I dove forward. Close call. The green dragon with a crested head and large claws hovered above us. A sword that was a black as midnight was sticking out of its back.

“Well, well,” the dragon said. “Foolish. You dare show your faces in my territory?”
I got up from the ground.

“We mean no harm,” Lina said, “We –”

The dragon laughed. “What harm can you do to me? Your foolish magic attacks can never leave a scratch on the dragon race. We are like superiors. You should be bowing down to us!”

“Wait,” I said. I thought for a second. My thoughts took me back to a lesson in my fifth term class. My teacher went over a lesson on dragons. She went specific, meaning she explained the exact types of dragons. “I thought green dragons never attacked Phillisins –they were dragons of peace!”

I saw the black sword on its back shimmer. Something seemed very familiar about that sword –just a feeling– but I couldn’t figure out exactly what my thoughts were trying to tell me. It was like solving a complicated eye-required puzzle, blindfolded.

“I’m done talking,” bellowed the dragon, his voice sounding like the roar of a storm. The dragon threw a claw attack, hitting –no knocking the wind out of me! I felt myself flying through the air and crashing onto the ground. Note to self; never be the first one to get hit during a fight.
A Phillisin’s spell stood no chance against the immunity of a dragon. It was like trying to use a feather to cut a diamond: virtually impossible.

I pulled myself together and slowly got back up. Pain! If I were human, I probably would’ve been severely damaged or even killed by that blow.

The dragon chuckled and Lina made a run for it, managing to dodge its other claw. Man this thing was big! It stood about as high as a two story house and its claws could possibly carry many of me.

Lina continued to run, possibly praying that she’d get far. I noticed another shimmer from the sword, but I quickly lost that thought in order to plan an escape.

It was simple. While the dragon chased after Lina, I would create a secondary distraction to grab its attention. If the dragon falls for it, turning its head completely around, Lina should have enough time to prepare the Warp Spell and we’ll be out of here in no time. This couldn’t fail!

I grinned to myself in early satisfaction, aimed my staff into the air and mumbled a wind spell. The winds then tremendously picked up. This caused dirt to fly in all directions. I concentrated, forming the dirt into one gigantic ball and then pointed my staff at the dragon’s head.

I increased the wind a little more, but not too much for if I used up too much essence, I would collapse from exhaustion. The ball rushed toward the dragon at a steady speed. It smashed into the back of his head, halting him immediately. He growled and turned to me.

“You insignificant fool. You’re going to pay for that. I’m not even interested in the fact that you’re trying to help the Ajona escape.” He was only half-right, too bad for him. However my parade ended when the dragon inhaled, my heartbeat increasing dramatically.

I knew what was going to happen next, but I stood on the line of being too late. He exhaled and I saw a rush of orange fire flying right at me. I closed my eyes and covered my head with my arms, falling to the ground, anticipating a very painful death. Nothing happened. I opened my arms, ditching my “defense” position. Lina stood in front of me, her wand held into the air. A translucent-blue barrier surrounded us.
A spirit shield.

I couldn’t speak at that moment. The though of almost dying rampaged my thoughts: close call –very close call!

“Get up,” Lina said softly. “I can’t hold this spirit shield forever.”

I stood up, my heartbeat slowly returning back to normal. I knew we virtually stood no chance against the dragon. The situation was all about escape.

“Pathetic,” The dragon snorted. “I can simply crush through that barrier of yours without even thinking about it.”

One second, the dragon was probably a good distance away from us, another second, using his supernatural speed, he stood right above us. We were trapped like mice in a hole and the dragon was the cat!

“Jake, I can’t hold this up any longer.”

“Try. I’ll come up with another plan.”

Originally the idea choice would’ve been the warp spell but apparently we both were running out of essence. We would need rest to recover, but there wasn’t any time.
Come on Jake, think! There’s got to be a way for freedom! Don’t let everyone down! Don’t let Lina down!

I dashed out of the safety of the spirit shield and made a run for it. There was no time to look back. I heard the sound of the dragon’s wings thrusting up and down closing in on me.

“Lina run!” I yelled, looking back, noticing the how close the dragon was getting. It was probably over for me. The dragon was set to full-course ram me to my death.
That’s when suddenly the dragon stopped in the middle of its flight. The black sword on its back shimmered constantly. I was shocked but relieved when the dragon thrashed its wings up and down and then flew off.

Our journey continued at a very cautious rate. Fighting a dragon was the last thing we needed on our minds. We lucked out with only minor injuries, but a second time would’ve probably taken a fatal turn.

Another hour had passed when we came upon a giant tree. This was probably the only one these plains had, so we took advantage of the provided shade. My mind was still on the dragon, even though he wasn’t in our mission. It still puzzled me: Why did the green dragon attack? Why was there a black sword on its back? Why was it shimmering so often?

“I think we’re getting close,” Lina said, her eyes sparkling from the sense of danger.

“I can’t sense their presence,” I said.

I knew Lina had the ability to sense a Saphario’s energy wall from a longer distance then I could. Now it was time to prepare for the worst.

I followed Lina; we moved quickly, ready to put our training to work. It wasn’t long before we caught up to them. The Sapharios were loading bags into a large white air ship.

Sapharios, our sworn race-rivals, also took on humanoid appearances. They had various hair colors though, their eye colors were dark yellow, and they had fangs in their mouths and very small spikes on their heads often covered by their hair.
These two Sapharios wore human clothing: something known as Polo shirts and human-designed jeans. Their appearances being identical to humans allowed them to easily manipulate them –at least that what I assumed.

I aimed my staff at them, Lina positioned her wand. I could here her chanting a spell under her breath. Our enemies noticed us; evil grins emerged on their faces.

“Well, well,” one of them said. He was about my height –six feet tall – while the other, a male also, stood about five foot ten. His hair was blonde and he carried a small dagger in his left hand. “Looks like the annoying Phillisins are finally here to attempt to ruin our jobs.”

“What you freaks are doing is wrong,” I said. “You both are under arrest –Sapharian scum!”

“It’s the thing about you Phillisins,” he continued. “You go around trying to protect other races, but you can’t even keep your own shit together.”

The adrenaline rush boiled in my body. This freak was going down! I took off running at him, throwing a punch, smashing my fist right in his jaw. He round-house kicked me into my chest, knocking me backwards and then coming for more. He dove on top of me and threw wild punches. I took about two blows before kicking him off. I snatched my staff off the ground and took a deep breath. I pointed at him and chanted a destructive wind spell. He was blown into the air, but he positioned himself and hovered.

Sapharios weren’t known for magic, so I wasn’t sure how he remained in the air. The blonde Saphario put the dagger in his mouth and swallowed it. He then put his hand back in his mouth and pulled out a long sword.

Typical. Special cells within their bodies enabled them to have infinite storage –which didn’t scare me one bit. I could see Lina battling the other Saphario, following his lead, they were getting further away from us every minute. No time to watch her fight –I had to deal with the blonde.

“You’re full of talk,” I said to the Saphario. “But scum like you won’t last too long. We’re sending you bad seeds to Spirit World’s place for the damn where you belong.”

He smirked, pointing the sword at me, hovering in mid air. I wasn’t advanced in magic –I would’ve made myself hover also if I was– so I strategized my next move. What if I was to frighten him into the hovering down, I thought.

Sapharios however weren’t easily scared. My plan would have to be ingenious or it would fail miserably. I fired a large blast of wind at the blonde. He grinned, chuckling; his dark yellow eyes seemed to enjoy my attack.
Firing wind at a coward was pointless.

Just then, at that moment of me thinking, as soon as my staff was down, he flew toward me, titling the blade and swinging!
It seemed like everything moved in slow motion. Not the best was for my death! Slow, painful –what was the meaning of this? But no, I couldn’t die this way. No like this! Not by a Saphario.

Right before the blade had the chance to strike upon my body, an enormous stream of fire shot out of the sky and covered the Saphario. I checked my body in two pats and then sighed in amazement: not a single burn mark from the flame.

But wait a second? Why did a stream for fire come out of the sky. I looked up and there it was the same dragon as before, flying toward me. It landed ten feet to the left of me, that black sword still jammed in its back. I was too petrified to make a move. There was no telling of the dragon’s next move.

Just then, it wiggled. But not just a light wiggle, but a wiggle of pain and sorrow. It stopped, its teeth were clutching to each other tightly. He spoke, but in a faint and resistant voice.

“Y…you there…Phillisin,” it said. “The power of the black sword is too great. Run. I don’t know how much longer I can resist.” The black sword shimmered three times in a row. The dragon squeal and I took off running.

The winds increased, Lina had her wand pointed at her Sapharian suspect. Her mission; arrest him.
He was a brown-haired Saphario, wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of jeans. He carried a small leather bag; Lina couldn’t tell what was inside.

“You know,” said the Saphario, “I should probably introduce myself. At least you should know who I am before you die.”

“No, I’m not going to be the one dying. We can do this the easy way where you simply surrender. That way we wouldn’t have to engage in unnecessary battle. Or we can do this the hard way, where your life will be at a great fatal state.”

The Saphario shook is head. “It seems like my partner have just failed.”

Lina chuckled. “I guess Jake was too much for him.”

“No, we may be a mile away from them, but I know that you know exactly what happened. Now prepare yourself. You have insulted the Sapharian race; however this isn’t the reason why you’re dying. All Phillisins will fall to us. You’re going to be just one of the many.”

The Saphario reached into the bag and pulled out a dagger. “These daggers are way too amazing to be stored inside our bodies. If a Saphario swallows them, he or she would immediately be destined to die soon.” He pointed his dagger at Lina, evil twinkling in both eyes. Or could that have been desperation?

Lina mumbled a spell under her breath. She waited for the moment to strike. The Saphario waved his dagger from left to right.

“I know exactly who you two are.” He said.

Lina gasped. “You know nothing of us.” She pointed her wand at the Saphario and unleashed a wave of green energy. The force of the spell knocked the Saphario into the air. He positioned himself and hovered.

“Phillisin dirt –You probably want to know how I know about you and the Ajen.”

“You don’t know us.” Lina repositioned her wand. She chanted a spell which created a small cloud-like form of energy. She then jumped on top of it.

“What is this?” the Saphario spoke as though he was surprised. “I guess the prophecy was right. You are the powerful one. I wonder if you are the one that’s going to cause destruction.”

The Saphario lightly shook his head and flew at Lina.

I didn’t know Sapharios can fly, thought Lina. She quickly pointed her wand up, causing the cloud to move in that direction. She dodged the dagger of the Saphario’s attack and pointed at in his face. The cloud obeyed the wand moving slowly at the enemy.

Lina jumped off the cloud and gave her wand a wave, creating this enormous field of electrical energy. The Saphario gasped as he was hit and thrown to the ground. The hit was as strong as an earthquake; the ground trembled upon the Sapharios impact. Lina positioned herself to her feet and used magic to gently float down.
She walked toward the hole but came to a halt, an insidious laughter filling her ears.

“You honestly think I’m going to be defeated by a Phillisin dirt bags like yourself.”

An enormous purple light shot up like a geyser from the crater. The Saphario stepped out of the light, as though stepping from a mirror. “I still can’t believe my partner swallowed his dagger. He probably wanted to chance it, hoping that he would get it out soon. But that blasted dragon gave it an excuse to rid of him early.”

Lina pointed her wand at the Saphario. She was on a mission to make an arrest not to hear sob stories from a Saphario.

“You can point that wand of yours if you want, but you have to learn more about yourselves. My true partner isn’t here with me, however. Our destines, me and yours, shall cross. There are four of us you and your partner and me and mine. Two of us shall live, two of us shall die –that’s how I see it anyway. Now is not the time of the showdown.”

Frustrated, Lina shouted, “What are you talking about?”

The ground vibrated with fury, the Saphario rose into the air.

“We will meet again, as destiny will always conflict us together.”

His body faded away, Lina left in thought, mission technically failed.

I noticed Lina, her wand up, chanting a spell. I shouted her name –I was little tired from the mile run – and waved. When I caught up to her, she told me about her Sapharian foe. I gasped, when I heard the fact that he could possibly know all about us. But how? Was he using some kind of mindreading magic? He couldn’t have. Only Phillisins knew magic.

We used the warp spell to get back to the headquarters ground. I relaxed my tension. After all of the excitement, it was a relief to be back in a familiar place. The crisp smell of the surrounding forest was comforting, driving away the lingering odor of the dragon’s breath.
Kian awaited us. We kneeled and then explained the mission.

“You two did good,” Kian said, “but I expected no less from The Destined.”

He gestured for us to follow him in the mansion. The only thing that flooded my mind was: “please don’t be another mission!”

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