Trudging along behind his group, Talow scuffed his worn boots against the packed trail leading away from his home. He had been dato a uniform, a flame gun and a sharp looking sword of his own; including a brief crash test on how to use them. He was at the back of the line, followed only da the line of prisoners taken captive da the troops.
“I am so sorry, I didn't expect them to do that.” Talow detto to one man at the front of the captive line. He was referring to earlier in the giorno when the prisoners had asked to stop and rest, they had been greeted with the captain of the troop ordering they to be whipped. Two of the higher ranked soldiers had taken their belts and beaten their flesh until it was bruised, Talow had watched on as the people he had known all his life were hit while he was treated like one of their own.
The whole group walked on in silence, sometimes veering from the path to hack a new way through the trees with their swords. Talow continued to watch the ground as the terrain became più treacherous. Vines snaked down from above while roots tripped them on the path. The sun could be seen peeking through the leaves high above, indicating it was almost noon. The soldiers stopped in a small clearing, man-made and already trampled with hundreds of boots. As men brought out tins of food, most stolen from Talow's home, the prisoners were lead behind the treeline and tied up to a sturdy tree; one of the lower ranks gave them a bit of water but nothing more. Talow stood awkwardly not nothing what he should be doing when a boy about his age handed him an armful of canteens.
“Go fill these with water from the creek over there.” He pointed a free hand towards a cluster of bushes where the faint gurgle of water could be heard. “And don't dally, we have look-outs scattered around here and they'll know if someone is taking off.” He sneered at Talow before turning back to the main group. Taking the canteens, being careful not to drop any, Talow pushes his way through the bushes.
When he got to the stream his arms were covered in scratches from the thorns hidden between the twigs on the bushes he had walked through. On his knees, Talow ran the cool water over his arms to stop the stinging after he proceeded to fill the canteens. The water wasn't the cleanest he had seen but it was defiantly not the worst. A green slime clung to the banks of the creek and he couldn't see the bottom. The water was cold but it was an off-putting colour that made Talow want to retch. He finished his job and was tightening the lid to the last canteen when he heard rustling. It didn't sound like it was coming from the direction of the camp o from where the prisoners were kept not to far away. Talow stood and drew his sword, hoping he would know how to use it when the time came. He was backed up to the creek, water lapping at his heels when he was taken down. Talow tumbled into the slow moving water, spitting it out when it got into his mouth, it tasted oily. Brushing soaked hair from his face Talow looked up to see his attacker. An old fucile was held in his hands, pointed at Talow's chest. Looking down the barrel at him, finger on the trigger was a boy not much older then Talow but defiantly taller. He had short hair that curled in just below his ears and dark eyes that didn't sposta from his target. Talow dropped his sword and put his hands up, hoping the guy wasn't going to shoot.
“Get up.” His attacker smacked him in the chin with the rifle. Not recitazione soon enough, Talow received another.
“I detto get up! What are te deaf o something?” Talow stood, dripping slimy water.
“Don't shoot, don't shoot. What do te want? Food, weapons? I don't have any money but te can have what I've got.” The boy looked at him without lowering the gun.
“Who do te serve? UFS?” Talow nodded and glanced at his arm where the brand was printed under his sleeve.
“Good, then I won't have any problem doing this.” The boy aimed his gun at Talow, getting ready to shoot when another bullet ricocheted off the rifle. Talow was just as confused as he was. Both looked in the direction from where the shot had come from.
“Couldn't even trust te to get water without getting your head blown off.” Four UFS soldiers came into view, each carrying a slender gun and wearing green, these were probably the look-outs he had been told about. Talow's attacker dropped his rifle, and turned towards the soldiers offering surrender.
“Alright, take me away to where ever te guys keep your assassins.” He rolled his eyes and smiled at Talow as he was lead away. As they left, Talow picked up the canteens he had dropped, slinging them over his shoulders.
“Let me help te with those.” A boy maybe three years older then Talow stepped out from where the others had just disappeared. He picked up some of the canteens and took some from Talow.
“You're the new recruit? Huh, he don't usually pick up random farm boys. Must have seen something in you.” They walked back to the camp together. “I'm Luca da the way, lieutenant of battalion V35.” Luca had a silver badge pinned to his grey uniform indicating his rank. They lead the canteens successivo to a pile of tins. Talow turned to Luca who was watching a group of boys seated in one corner of the clearing.
“Don't worry, recruits usually aren’t attack da deranged Bellators. You're just a special case.” Luca laughed and Talow couldn't help but unisciti him. “How about te come unisciti us for now, it's not like you're doing anything else.” Luca lead Talow over the group he had been watching. “Alright boys, this is the recruit and I've invited him to unisciti us for the remainder of our rest period.” He started to introduce Talow to the group, each one of them waving o saying a low greeting as they were listed. “This is Nico, Fredrick, Cyle, Henry, Victor, Red, and Jose. Walter, Ben and Phil aren't here but other then them this is battalion V35.” Luca sat beside one of the boys, the names of which Talow was already forgetting. He sat successivo to one of the smaller boys listening to them talk about what they were expecting HQ to be like when they got back.
A few hours passed as Talow got to know più of the boys from battalion V35 but soon the entire troop was on the sposta again, trying to reach Nindell before the sun set and pitched them into darkness.
“I am so sorry, I didn't expect them to do that.” Talow detto to one man at the front of the captive line. He was referring to earlier in the giorno when the prisoners had asked to stop and rest, they had been greeted with the captain of the troop ordering they to be whipped. Two of the higher ranked soldiers had taken their belts and beaten their flesh until it was bruised, Talow had watched on as the people he had known all his life were hit while he was treated like one of their own.
The whole group walked on in silence, sometimes veering from the path to hack a new way through the trees with their swords. Talow continued to watch the ground as the terrain became più treacherous. Vines snaked down from above while roots tripped them on the path. The sun could be seen peeking through the leaves high above, indicating it was almost noon. The soldiers stopped in a small clearing, man-made and already trampled with hundreds of boots. As men brought out tins of food, most stolen from Talow's home, the prisoners were lead behind the treeline and tied up to a sturdy tree; one of the lower ranks gave them a bit of water but nothing more. Talow stood awkwardly not nothing what he should be doing when a boy about his age handed him an armful of canteens.
“Go fill these with water from the creek over there.” He pointed a free hand towards a cluster of bushes where the faint gurgle of water could be heard. “And don't dally, we have look-outs scattered around here and they'll know if someone is taking off.” He sneered at Talow before turning back to the main group. Taking the canteens, being careful not to drop any, Talow pushes his way through the bushes.
When he got to the stream his arms were covered in scratches from the thorns hidden between the twigs on the bushes he had walked through. On his knees, Talow ran the cool water over his arms to stop the stinging after he proceeded to fill the canteens. The water wasn't the cleanest he had seen but it was defiantly not the worst. A green slime clung to the banks of the creek and he couldn't see the bottom. The water was cold but it was an off-putting colour that made Talow want to retch. He finished his job and was tightening the lid to the last canteen when he heard rustling. It didn't sound like it was coming from the direction of the camp o from where the prisoners were kept not to far away. Talow stood and drew his sword, hoping he would know how to use it when the time came. He was backed up to the creek, water lapping at his heels when he was taken down. Talow tumbled into the slow moving water, spitting it out when it got into his mouth, it tasted oily. Brushing soaked hair from his face Talow looked up to see his attacker. An old fucile was held in his hands, pointed at Talow's chest. Looking down the barrel at him, finger on the trigger was a boy not much older then Talow but defiantly taller. He had short hair that curled in just below his ears and dark eyes that didn't sposta from his target. Talow dropped his sword and put his hands up, hoping the guy wasn't going to shoot.
“Get up.” His attacker smacked him in the chin with the rifle. Not recitazione soon enough, Talow received another.
“I detto get up! What are te deaf o something?” Talow stood, dripping slimy water.
“Don't shoot, don't shoot. What do te want? Food, weapons? I don't have any money but te can have what I've got.” The boy looked at him without lowering the gun.
“Who do te serve? UFS?” Talow nodded and glanced at his arm where the brand was printed under his sleeve.
“Good, then I won't have any problem doing this.” The boy aimed his gun at Talow, getting ready to shoot when another bullet ricocheted off the rifle. Talow was just as confused as he was. Both looked in the direction from where the shot had come from.
“Couldn't even trust te to get water without getting your head blown off.” Four UFS soldiers came into view, each carrying a slender gun and wearing green, these were probably the look-outs he had been told about. Talow's attacker dropped his rifle, and turned towards the soldiers offering surrender.
“Alright, take me away to where ever te guys keep your assassins.” He rolled his eyes and smiled at Talow as he was lead away. As they left, Talow picked up the canteens he had dropped, slinging them over his shoulders.
“Let me help te with those.” A boy maybe three years older then Talow stepped out from where the others had just disappeared. He picked up some of the canteens and took some from Talow.
“You're the new recruit? Huh, he don't usually pick up random farm boys. Must have seen something in you.” They walked back to the camp together. “I'm Luca da the way, lieutenant of battalion V35.” Luca had a silver badge pinned to his grey uniform indicating his rank. They lead the canteens successivo to a pile of tins. Talow turned to Luca who was watching a group of boys seated in one corner of the clearing.
“Don't worry, recruits usually aren’t attack da deranged Bellators. You're just a special case.” Luca laughed and Talow couldn't help but unisciti him. “How about te come unisciti us for now, it's not like you're doing anything else.” Luca lead Talow over the group he had been watching. “Alright boys, this is the recruit and I've invited him to unisciti us for the remainder of our rest period.” He started to introduce Talow to the group, each one of them waving o saying a low greeting as they were listed. “This is Nico, Fredrick, Cyle, Henry, Victor, Red, and Jose. Walter, Ben and Phil aren't here but other then them this is battalion V35.” Luca sat beside one of the boys, the names of which Talow was already forgetting. He sat successivo to one of the smaller boys listening to them talk about what they were expecting HQ to be like when they got back.
A few hours passed as Talow got to know più of the boys from battalion V35 but soon the entire troop was on the sposta again, trying to reach Nindell before the sun set and pitched them into darkness.
........ Kairtlyn sighed. Normally she would get eighteen coins this giorno from selling flowers, but she got two today. She picked her fiore basket. Nobody in Sderina would want fiori now. They are celebrating the Dutchess Maira's birthday. As she walked, two guards pointed a her.
"She's the Duke's daughter!" one of them shouted. The guards began to chase her. She ran away, and slipped....
(literally 80 minuti later...)
"There she was!" one of the guards said. She had fainted, and she was opening her eyes....
"What are te doing with me?!" she shouted.
"We want te to live at the Duke's castle......"
(To Be Continued.)
"She's the Duke's daughter!" one of them shouted. The guards began to chase her. She ran away, and slipped....
(literally 80 minuti later...)
"There she was!" one of the guards said. She had fainted, and she was opening her eyes....
"What are te doing with me?!" she shouted.
"We want te to live at the Duke's castle......"
(To Be Continued.)
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This is my first full-length story that I've made.
te know, I would post it here chapter da chapter, but there's 23. And that would entirely cover up 'The Deadly Truth' (I know that should probably be underlined but my computer sucks and that isn't an option on here) chapters that are up thus far so I'm not doing that xD
Based off of the Percy Jackson series.
Note: This story kind of stinks, especially the first five chapters. Eve is a major Mary-Sue at the beginning, I think, but fanfiction.net won't let me change it so I can't really do much about it (plus I'm a sentimental weirdo who doesn't like to change things-- really gotta get over that). The secondo story, which I'll post after I get feedback on this, is WAY better. I'm on chapter 14 of that and it's already longer than the first and da FAR più descriptive and all. I blame myself for being younger when I started the first one :P
This is my first full-length story that I've made.
te know, I would post it here chapter da chapter, but there's 23. And that would entirely cover up 'The Deadly Truth' (I know that should probably be underlined but my computer sucks and that isn't an option on here) chapters that are up thus far so I'm not doing that xD
Based off of the Percy Jackson series.
Note: This story kind of stinks, especially the first five chapters. Eve is a major Mary-Sue at the beginning, I think, but fanfiction.net won't let me change it so I can't really do much about it (plus I'm a sentimental weirdo who doesn't like to change things-- really gotta get over that). The secondo story, which I'll post after I get feedback on this, is WAY better. I'm on chapter 14 of that and it's already longer than the first and da FAR più descriptive and all. I blame myself for being younger when I started the first one :P
This song is about braking up with someone. Please unisciti my club E-Scope90 if te like it. I'll post some più if I get enough views.
Caysee
Oh Caysee
Casee, Caysee,
Can't te see
Your Amore isn't fit
For te and me
Caysee, why won't te understand
I don't want to take your hand
Oh
Caysee
Why can't te find someone else,
Oh Caysee?
Caysee, don't feel so blue
te can find a boy for you.
(repeat 2x)
Caysee, why cant te see
You're just not the one for me.
Just please understand
Our Amore isn't grand.
I don't wanna make a fit in front of the Musica stand
Caysee
Can't te see
You're not the one for me
Caysee, oh Caysee
Oh, can't te see???!!!
te can never be...
the one....
for me...
Caysee
Oh Caysee
Casee, Caysee,
Can't te see
Your Amore isn't fit
For te and me
Caysee, why won't te understand
I don't want to take your hand
Oh
Caysee
Why can't te find someone else,
Oh Caysee?
Caysee, don't feel so blue
te can find a boy for you.
(repeat 2x)
Caysee, why cant te see
You're just not the one for me.
Just please understand
Our Amore isn't grand.
I don't wanna make a fit in front of the Musica stand
Caysee
Can't te see
You're not the one for me
Caysee, oh Caysee
Oh, can't te see???!!!
te can never be...
the one....
for me...
Chapter 8: to the Future
The anno 3020, Kitsunes and Humans live in peace, because of Amber and Jay's triumph over tyranny...
"Amber, do te think about having children?" ghiandaia, jay asked Amber.
"I do, sometimes" Amber responded, as the doorbell rung. Amber went to see who was there, but all she saw was a pair of baby Kitsunes in a basket.
ghiandaia, jay walked down the stairs to be with her, and saw them. "Who abandoned a pair of baby Kitsunes?" ghiandaia, jay thought to himself, as Amber picked them both up.
"Jay, can we adopt them?" Amber asked him.
"Of course, they are our children" ghiandaia, jay replied.
The anno 3020, Kitsunes and Humans live in peace, because of Amber and Jay's triumph over tyranny...
"Amber, do te think about having children?" ghiandaia, jay asked Amber.
"I do, sometimes" Amber responded, as the doorbell rung. Amber went to see who was there, but all she saw was a pair of baby Kitsunes in a basket.
ghiandaia, jay walked down the stairs to be with her, and saw them. "Who abandoned a pair of baby Kitsunes?" ghiandaia, jay thought to himself, as Amber picked them both up.
"Jay, can we adopt them?" Amber asked him.
"Of course, they are our children" ghiandaia, jay replied.
I wrote this it's kinda random not about Amore this time. That's rare.
Yeeeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh
Ooh
I'm going free style all over
Enjoy the supernova
This is special
really special
I'm so free of styles I'm full
Hey
Anything can do yeah
Anything can do
Because I'm going
free
style
Won't come with me for a while
Because I'm going
free
style
I'm going, I'm doing, I know
I'm going
free
style
Come on with me for a smile
Because I'm going
free
style
We can do it with our style
Come on
To see
The newest
Free
style
Yeeeeeaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh
Ooh
I'm going free style all over
Enjoy the supernova
This is special
really special
I'm so free of styles I'm full
Hey
Anything can do yeah
Anything can do
Because I'm going
free
style
Won't come with me for a while
Because I'm going
free
style
I'm going, I'm doing, I know
I'm going
free
style
Come on with me for a smile
Because I'm going
free
style
We can do it with our style
Come on
To see
The newest
Free
style
This is a song I wrote when I was 6 o 7 I improved it a little I didn't add to it though.
United 8 Planets
United 8 Planets
United 8 Planets are in the sky
United 8 Planets 1 2 3 to try
I Amore te più than united 8 planets
Kissin' the sky girl
But our Amore is stronger than the bond
of united 8 planets
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaahhh
Fun
Any giorno te wanna hang out
But I doubt
Our Amore is stronger
than united 8 planets
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
United 8 Planets
United 8 Planets
United 8 Planets are in the sky
United 8 Planets 1 2 3 to try
I Amore te più than united 8 planets
Kissin' the sky girl
But our Amore is stronger than the bond
of united 8 planets
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaahhh
Fun
Any giorno te wanna hang out
But I doubt
Our Amore is stronger
than united 8 planets
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
woooooooooooooo
yeah yeah yeah
A song da me it's short because it has a 30 secondo intro and also the song is pretty slow.
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I know I feel down. But don't try to make me happy.
Not this o that, can help. Not that either. But only one thing. But now,
I feel so lonely. Deep down, depressed
If te were here, I'd feel happy
Now I feel so sappy
te were the one that make me happy, but your'e not here girl
I know te are gone, and I feel lonely without you
te were my mate no need for the other girls to debate
I feel lonelier than a log a log in a big thick fog
I feel so lonely
If only te were here
(repeat)
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I know I feel down. But don't try to make me happy.
Not this o that, can help. Not that either. But only one thing. But now,
I feel so lonely. Deep down, depressed
If te were here, I'd feel happy
Now I feel so sappy
te were the one that make me happy, but your'e not here girl
I know te are gone, and I feel lonely without you
te were my mate no need for the other girls to debate
I feel lonelier than a log a log in a big thick fog
I feel so lonely
If only te were here
(repeat)
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Kairtlyn did not believe the guards' words. " How could it be?" she asked."My mother's a normal citizen."
"Of course it could be. I will tell te the story." one of the guards promised.But Kairtlyn did not believe that easily. She punched the guard straight on his face.
"Ow!" the guard shouted. But the other guard was strong and muscular and in an instant he had grabbed her.
"Let me go!" she said."I'm not the Duke's daughter! It's utter nonsense!"
Unfortunately, it was true. Kairtlyn didn't realize it.....
"Of course it could be. I will tell te the story." one of the guards promised.But Kairtlyn did not believe that easily. She punched the guard straight on his face.
"Ow!" the guard shouted. But the other guard was strong and muscular and in an instant he had grabbed her.
"Let me go!" she said."I'm not the Duke's daughter! It's utter nonsense!"
Unfortunately, it was true. Kairtlyn didn't realize it.....
There was once a woman who ran in the woods. She had brown hair that trailed behind her like a tail. She was running away from the guards of the mansion near the woods.
"Stop!" the guard ordered.
"I won't stop keeping the secret except Reginald would let te stop chasing me!" the woman replied with a voice that signifies that she was tired.
" Are te running only for a lowly creature?" the guard detto with a strong voice.
" I am not afraid. Kill me." the woman said, "but leave the baby safe."
"But why?! It's a baby girl, and te know girls and woman are worthless except for the maids and the members of the Rosrien. You, the honorable Lady Freryn, why are te running for that silly little girl that is not from the House Of Rosrien?"
" Stop all the talk. This is my order. kill me, and let the baby safe." Lady Freryn ordered.
" Alright."the guards said.....
-To Be Continued.
"Stop!" the guard ordered.
"I won't stop keeping the secret except Reginald would let te stop chasing me!" the woman replied with a voice that signifies that she was tired.
" Are te running only for a lowly creature?" the guard detto with a strong voice.
" I am not afraid. Kill me." the woman said, "but leave the baby safe."
"But why?! It's a baby girl, and te know girls and woman are worthless except for the maids and the members of the Rosrien. You, the honorable Lady Freryn, why are te running for that silly little girl that is not from the House Of Rosrien?"
" Stop all the talk. This is my order. kill me, and let the baby safe." Lady Freryn ordered.
" Alright."the guards said.....
-To Be Continued.