Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Yeah, I've missed so much school this year. It's crazy. I blame the pig disease. Made me miss a whole week.

Sick again? Gee, Rekk, one might think you were faking it... :P
Just kidding -- I'm accused of that too much to say it to someone else. Hopefully you'll get better soon, though. I wonder if you getting sick so often has to do with not being able to come down here over Christmas break... :P

As for the story -- first off, I'm sorry for not reviewing it lately; waaay too busy these days, even without my computer life. Plus there's the fact that my reviews are usually done over MSN, and that is not functioning at the moment, so...
Anyway, these are good -- and I decided that, since you're going to be revising them before you get them published, whenever you do, I'm not going to be so hard about grammar and stuff from now on. Unless, of course, something is so atrocious that I can't stand to not comment, but your works are never that bad, so... =P

I found it a little odd how it jumped so far into the future, but you obvious plan on explaining it anyway, so I'll leave it at that and wait. Your use of things like commas and other such symbols has greatly improved lately, so props for that. and, story/contentwise, it's satisfactory.
Good job. =)

2/14
My brother and his friend decided that they going to continuously come into my room and shoot me with dart guns. My younger sister was already cowering behind my bed. I decided I would scare them off with a wire stand. That didn't work so well.
Everytime I came out of my room, My brother would lock himself in the bathroom right next to my room and his friend would run to the stairs. Eventually I got sick of this and chased down the friend, got him in a headlock, dragged him down the stairs and out the front door. My parents got home just in time to see me toss him out and lock the door. They of course let him back in.
I have now thrown three of my brother's friends out of the house. One of them was actually tossed out of a friend's house. And they all deserved it. All who ahve been tossed out are much less annoying then they were before being dragged out.

Late chapter:

Blake stopped just short of colliding with the gray scaled monster. Fortunately for him, it was focused on something else. Blake follwed its gaze and saw the familiar four armed demon standing above them.
"Just in time for the party, Weapons Master," Fleshripper laughed. "Lets see if you've learned anything from your past experiences."
The dragon roared and its tail brushed one of Blake's feet. The beast whirled around and slashed with its claws. Blake lept back, shifting into his demon form, a black jaguar.
"Alright lizard, you asked for it." Blake summoned a sword and swung it at the Dread Soul. Blade's sprouted from the dragon's wrists as it deflected the blow. It let loose a terrible howl, the howl of a Dread Soul, and then it charged. Blake readied himself for the blow. A soft whistle interrupted the creature's snarls.
The beast stopped, mid charge. It c0cked its head, listening intently. The whistle came again, this time, it seemed to be a song. The dragon's growls were replaced with a loud purr.
Blake watched as Todd walked past him and placed his hand on the Dread Soul's nose. Todd stopped whistling to whisper something in the dragon's ear. The dragon snorted and the blades shrank back into the wrists.
"You can tame Dread Souls?" Blake asked, bewildered.
"Only this one," Todd replied.
"The only Dread Soul that didn't fight in the war," Bor said.
"Wait a second..."Blake studied the dragon. "That's her?"
"Took you long enough," Todd laughed.
"Don't tell her I attacked, she'll kill me!"
Todd grinned and began walking up the frozen path, Rekktor following behind him like an obedient dog. Blake shook his head.
"I don't get it," he said. "A Dread Soul obeying orders from the prey it didn't get the chance to finish off. The only reason they're both alive is because of that one Replik."
"I find it odd that she takes that form when she becomes one," Bor said.
"It's a dragon isn't it?"
"Yes, but one that looks similar to Vampyrus."
Blake paused for a second, thinking. "If Rekk's right, then the Albino Dragon didn't place the curse. But there's no proof that this Victorin guy did it. If she looks like that, then maybe it was Vampyrus."
"Victorin is a Demon God who only appears during war. He's supposed to be a warning. He appears to try and end a war. It makes more sense if he placed the curse."
"So this Victorin guy does exist and he did everything."
"No," said Bor. "Everyone agrees that the Albino Dragon warned them, but there's nothing saying he or anyone else placed this curse."
"You know the song?" Blake asked after a few minutes.
"Part of it."
"Sing it!"
Bor chuckled. "I won't sing it, I'll speak it."
"You're no fun," Blake groaned.
Bor grinned. "Sing Loudly, Sing Proudly, Sing for both sides, Sing for the white one  Who warned us so long ago, That we look the wrong way. Metal or flesh, we are one. Beware of the beast Who sees with no eyes. The one who controls the gods. Beware of the beast, Or join us where the wind never blows..."
"Victorin the guy with no eyes?"
"No, that's a mystery."
"Think we'll ever find out."
"According to the dragon's, we will."

-- Edited by Dragonstar on Monday 15th of February 2010 07:26:08 AM

2/16
I suddenly remembered some genius ideas of mine! I'm not gonna say what they are. It's all going to be a surprise. Maybe... Depends on if the mods help me out with this. I'm going to go back to planning stuff out, but I need the mods to help. I think its time we try something new around here to get some activity even though we aren't very inactive. In fact, I think we're doing pretty good. But, seeing how that last super RP kinda failed, I think we should do something completely new.
Let's see if we can get this to work.