Here's the prologue to a story I'm thinking of writting. ere ya are:
Prologue: It was a stiff and hot day in class room 17. As Ichio sat there reading his thick and boring text book, his mind became distant. The social studies teacher, Mr. Miotadski, was talking about the revolutionary war in 1776. He drawled on and on about it all day, not knowing that he neve quite got the point across to his students that his class was for learning. But most of the students used that class time to day dream, just as Ichio was right then.
He had been writting a book about Pandora's lunch box, a mythical and legendary item mentioned in many of the folk tales that he normally read. The lunch box was said to have stored all of the univers's evil inside, hidden under lock and key. He had been quite interested in the box for a while, and had decided to make his own ideas of it seen in his own writting. It was also a very popular item with the students, all of whome decorated their own lunch boxes to be as such. Yet none of them had a detail that only the true and nonexistent box had. But not even he seemed to be able to figure out what that one detail was.
After class, Ichio took his usual rout to get to his next class room, room 3. But as he walked through the school hallways, he noticed that several students had stopped and had created a circle around that very class room. He pushed past some of the students and peered inside. A girl was standing in the room, and was holding a lunch box behind her back, as if to gaurd it. Another girl stood in the room, glaring at her and holding a pistole. She laughed"Pandora's box is mine! Give it to me!" she wore strange clothing. Almost ancient looking. She wore a dress of the darkest black, red shoes shining underneath, and a red hair tie keeping her black hair tied back.
The sound of gunfire rang out as she fired at the girl, who fell to the ground, soaking it with blood. Sh still gripped the lunch box. Several people screamed and Ichio raced into the room. He pushed the girl with the pistole and she stepped backwards, her face twisted and consorted into an evil grin. She laughed like a crazed and daranged madwoman, dropping the pistole as tears soaked her dress, spilling out in streams from her eyes. She then vanished, and all that was left of her was the pistole.
Ichio was holding the girl as teachers and the principal ran into the room. She came close to his face and whispered"My lunch box... open it when I say to..." and her head fell back, mouth lulling open. WHat did she mean? Ichio took the lunch box and rode with the girl in an ambulance, her skin pale and blood slowly coming out of her leg. She woke up a few moents later, and shelooked at him with distant eyes. "I... am pandora...you.. shall be the gaurdian.. of my box..."
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Here's another thingy fer a story I was thinking of:
It wa a hot and boring summer that year. I sat comfortably in my arm chair, the dark room I was in giving me only a slight chill. My brother had been his usual play ground bully self, not bothering to ask for what he wanted. He'd head butted me just because I was doing my homework on the computer, and he had wanted to play a computer game on New Grounds.com. Since I hadrefused him after he breifly yelled and shouted at me, he felt that a good noggin hitting was in order. I rubbed my head slowly and lightly, still not giving up the computer. No way was I going to with the way he was acting. But he never seemed to learn that all he had to do was ask.
"Get off the computer NOW!"he screamed like a daranged five year old who was having a melt down. We're both at the age of 13, a time when kids begin rebelling against their parents just because they don't get what tey want. My brother had a critical case senario, one that I'd like to call, give me the coffie and I won't blow up the house.
He stomped around the room, trying to scare me, intimidate me, find some way to get me away from the computer. He even threw my lunch box at me. Then he stopped his rampage for a few moments. The front door had slammed shut, and our mother was standing at the foot of the stares, glaring up at him. "MATHEW WINTERHWAK MARTINEZ!" she roared at him. He glared back down at her, muttering under his breath,"Oh shut up." but she had heard him, and was dragging him by the ear into his room. "You are grounded! Don't you dare come out of that room until you can actualy appologize to your sister! she yelle at him. After finishing my homework, I went outside, not giving a thought to my brother. He had finaly got what he deserved. But I knew he'd get his revenge and take it out on me.
I sat under the large coniferouse tree in our back yard, my own personal club house. I had literaly turned the underside of the tree into a club house. Although it didn't have furniture like a normal club house would, I did keep a few items under it: My skate board, my soccer ball, my lunch box raeo(yes, this whole thing is real) and finaly, a bunch of sea shells that I had found in the back yard. Yeah, not what you would've expected, but it at least has good cover from rain and snow. It acts like one of those wierd new tents, the type that keeps out weather and bugs, just as my tree did.
I always went out to the tree for some alone time. It was a good hiding place, and it would keep my siblings out. I have more than just a brother. I also have two sisters. We're all at the same age too. We are quads, or four kids born at the same time. But just because we're quads, that doesn't mean we're simular. In fact, our personalities are ever changing and never quite the same at all. If one wants chocolate, another goes with strawberry, another goes with mint, and another would choose vanilla.
I and one of my sisters, Cleo, a white skinned black haired girl with deep brown eyes, happen to be twins. Not identical, just born at the same time. I have brown hair(I got a hair cut so it's really short) Hazel nut eyes, white skin and a straw berry birthmark on the left side of my body, right next to my rib cage. Our personalities are a bit more simular, and as you might expect, we tink alike when we talk. If she thinks left, I think left.If I think right...well, she goes right. Most of the time we are patient and sit around reading books. She reads them more than I do now a days, and is addicted to reading a series called warrior cats. ALthough I don't blame her, those books are very intresting. And the writter had very well written plots. But more on that later.
I was under the tree, pulling out my skate board. It had the usual black grip tape and colored underside. I went out onto the road and started to board to the sign at the far north end of the block.
It had begun to rain and the sky was cloudy. As I boarded down the next street, the rain now pounding on my Yellow jacket, I spotted a white van. There were two men standing there smoking cigeretes and drinking beer. No one else was out, except for a group of kids. They all looked a bit older than myself, and were wearing darkly colored hoodeis and faded jeans. What would they be doing out on a rainy day like this? Of course, I was no exception, but a bunch of kids that wee like what, 15 to 18 years old wandering around in a group like that? I came to a stop, and as did they. The tow men at the white van gave me suspiciouse stares. I didn't know why, but something was telling me that they weren't exactly the safest bunch in town, so I turned around on my baord and skated the other way, the wet road giving my board a bit more speed. But just as I had left, the group had begun to move, and the drunk smokers had gotten into their van and were catching up to me. I panicked and went faster than I had ever done before, now getting off of mey board and running.
-- Edited by Scorchheart on Tuesday 23rd of March 2010 06:36:01 PM
Yet again, I bring you another strange plot for a story.
On the day of March 12, 2022, a terrifying event had happened. Simon, an average teenager, had wittnessed the death of his fourteen year old sister, Jen. It ha been that very day that had changed his life. Because he saw something that wasn't meant for anyones eyes. Something horrifying. And it had killed his sister. Simon and his sister had gone out on a practice run on their horses, feeling free as the day was bright, and taking their time. They had lived in a city called Windrixville. The city was neara large forest with any ever greens, and tha part of the land was owned by Simon's parents. Their house was in between. So, as a result, they owned the most land.
But while Simon had been riding, his sister had gotten lost and had trailed behind him. She hadn't known which direction he had gone, and had tried to get back home on her own while Simon was looking for her. It had begun to rain, and she was extreemly scared, tears falling across her face and her blonde hair soaked to the brim with rain. She had gone to far into the forest for her brothe to find her in time. "Si! Si! Oh Si, please! Help!"cried his siter as she lay sprawled on the ground, her horse running off. A large and strange creature stood over her. It looked like a deer... but it had fangs.. and claws...and paws. It gave a loud roar, the hollow and uearthly voice of a monster ringing through the forest as it advanced.
"JEN! JEN! WHERE ARE YOU?" cried Simon, fear and anger rising in his voice.He heard her screaming for him, and ran in that direction. He too had been bucked off of his horse, and was desperatly looking for his siter. He saw her laying on the ground, a four legged creature attacking her. He shot at it with his rifle and it ran off, leaving his siter on the ground. "Jen! Jennifer, please!"he cried out as he ran to her side. She was breathing heavily, an there was a gash in her side, a long slash mark where the creature had hit her. "Si...go get...mom an dad..."she whispered. Simon ran as fast as he could to the town and got his siter to the hospital. They tried all they could, but it wat too late. His sister was dead. He would no longer see her smile, the bright mist in her purple eyes, and the laughter that she had once shown. Se was gone....forever...
Tis yet another story peice I iz thinking of~XD Aye, me haz lots of ideas! This is an idea for the next chapter in my story, warrior cats, the animals unlocked.
I tore through after the rouge, my tail streaming out behind me. This cat had been attacking and killing Shadowclan cats. Backstar had told me to get him and bring him to camp, ready to recieve punishment.Cederheart, my mentor, was a few mouselengths ahead o me, and he was catching up tothe rouge. I leapt ontop of him, not realizing how close to the Thunderclan border I was, and the rouge kicked me into Thunderclan territory. I lay sprawled under the cat's paw when a Thunderclan patrol burst into the clearing, a large black and white warrior leading them. I was to have my warrior ceremony that day, but doubted that they'd let me live that long.
The leader of the patrol threw the white pelted rouge off of me and I got back up and over to the border, the rouge stiffly laying on the ground. Shadowpaw and Pantherpaw had caught up, and were growling at him. "That'll teach you to kill Shadowclan cat you peice of filth!"Shadowpaw spat at him.He and Pantherpaw fluffed up their fur as they spotted theThunderclan patrole. The white and black warrior stepped forewards and came to a halt. "And who are you?"he asked in a suspiciouse tone. I stepped up to him with anger flashing in my eyes, my red and black pelt fluffed up. "I'm Scorchpaw mousebrain! We happened to be chasing a murderouse cat out of Shadowclan!"I yowled. He steped back, a look of shock in his eyes. "Scorchpaw?"he asked. He then sat with a wave of his tail."It's good to see you. I don't know if you rmember me or her, but I'm Jaggedpine and that's Aurapaw"he explained pointing to Aurapaw who gave a wave of her tail. "It's been a while huh?"
I'll make sure to draft idea for the chapters. Anyways, that'll be it for now! If you have any ideas about some parts to the chapters, and or story parts I wrote, send me a quick PM!
here's something I wrote because I feel sleepy and stupid on a hot day like this...hope it's worth your viewing...-w- Zzzzzzzzzzzzz..........tis fer zee Holly Shadows, the sequal of Warriro cats-the animals unlocked....
Cloudandis sat perched on the window sill, her heart slowing as it beat. Today was a hot and tiring one, not the type of day that Cloudandis enjoyed. On days like this, she would sleep the entire day out of heat exhoustion, and would try to find plenty of water. She stared out into the backyard of the abandoned house. Eversince man kind had ended, she had always sat here. For she had once been human. Her friends had also been part of that race, until Dr. Valentine went completley and stark raving mad of course. He was the cause of this crazy mess. He was a mad scientist with a knack for creating the impossible.
Cloudandis pushed these thoughts to the back of her mind. Nothing like that was happening anymore. Dr. Valentine had been human too, and had gone with the human race. However, there was a way to bring man kind back to the face of the earth. Cloudandis and her pack knew that very well. Very well indeed. She and they had been turned into a strange race of flying metawolves, just as they had been turned into kits last year. She hadn't liked the idea, and wasn't too fond of the memory just then. Yet, it seemed as though it was a fine thing to think about when you were sleepy and stupid on a hot day like this.
Cloudandis, formerly known as Katiery, was a black and red meta wolf, with red eyes and wings to match her fur. She always had a blank and distant look upon her face, not wishing to express herself at all. Dr. Valentine had made sure of that. In fact, eversince that time she hadn't even been able to whimper, or shout in anger. She would just speak calmly, and her face would remain stilled. If you didn't take her seriously, she could end up putting you in the pack's healing den for months on end. No one ever took her lightly for fear that they would have to face that very fate. So, she was well left alone most of the time. However, she did have few who stood by her.
But that didn't make her the alpha. She was the beta of the pack. THe pack leader, Rach, was in charge of everything, and therefore he had the most power. Cloudandis seemed to make it almost as though there were two leaders. She knew she was the bossy Beta of the pack, and was trying to get out of her habits of being a back seat driver. But she just couldn't help but correct others when she knew they had one flaw, one simple mistake. She also knew she had the personality of a perfectionist. Yet, she didn't feel too bad about it.
Cloudandis landed with a light thud on the ground, her paws stinging from the heat. She was out in the open, and she didn't like it. The only area that seemed to give shelter over there was the abandoned mansion, which still had many things that the humans had left behind. Those were her things, her families things. She had lived in that house.
As Cloudandis padded out into the cool and refreshing shade of the forest, she noticed a rather shiny object left laying about in the dirt. She picked it up in her mouth, and spat it out on the ground. It was made out of plastic. In fact, she had spat otu several objects. She dusted them off, and looked them over. They were movies that she had left in the house. What were tehy doing out here? She read off the titles, keeping her mind refreshed. Just because she was no longer human didn't mean she had to lose all of her knowledge. Especially reading.
"The Dark Crystal... Labyrinth.... An American Tail... Tomb Raider....and Harry Potter."she read aloud. She had stopped at the last one, fond memories of watching the movies racing through her mind, vivid imaages flashing through out the remainders of it. Her family had always sat down on Fridays, watching a movie for fun. The movies that they mainly watched were that of Harry Potter. She had loved collecting the many items and movies that stores sold. Deciding to place these in her room, she took the movies and flew back through the window of her house. She was on the second floor, in her mother's room. She padded out into the hallway, passing the kitchen and the family room, both a clutter with blankets used to keep the family warm when cold weather came in. She gently flew down two flights of stairs, going into the basement. She padded through another hallway into her bedroom, the door hanging off its hinges.
Inside, her three pet dogs awaited. Or, her closest friends. SHe had owned three dogs as a human, their names being Sassy, Dutchess, and Lisa. They all happily ran up to her, drool coming from lisa's mouth. They weren't quite as intelegent as a human, of course, even if she had been granted this advantage. She sat paitiently at her paws as she placed the movies on her book shelf, which was crammed with Harry Potter collectables. She opened her bedroom window and fetched a rabbit she had hunted earlyer. THe dogs were hungry. They quickly scarfed it up, anxious for more. She fetched two more dead rabbits, feeding them to the limit. SHe loved those dogs a lot, and always enjoyed visiting them when she had the chance. THey sometimes followed her, though she found a way to get them back to the house.
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Cloudandis, a 13 year old girl, was lost in the woods. The kids back at camp had been trying to get her to do all the work, like trash duty, Laundry, cooking....they even made her do their homework. But she was through with it now.They always pestured her, n matter if she did do the work. Which she never did. She didn't do anything they asked and commanded of her, and would try to ignor them. She didn't relly show her aner though. They had no idea what life was like for her. Alone, without family or friends? Yeah, that was her. She didn't even have a distant cousin, matter be that they were nice.She lay in the cooling grass of the forest, the tall pines seeming to stretch on forever. What would she do? If she ran, they would only hurt her more and then she'd be stuck with even more jobs. Dying wouldn't do any good either. What would she do?
As she lay there, she pricked her ears to a slight rustling sound. She put her baseball cap on and loooked around, yet she couldn't find anything there. A long shadow cast over her as she whirled around to face a strange boy, with dark black hair and yellow eyes. He looked like he was the same age as her. She backed away, a blank expression on her face. What was a kid like that doing out here? And why does he have yellow eyes? She didn't quiver in fear. She stood up straight and looked him in the eyes with her own red ones. She had been born with red eyes due to some accident, so she couldn't say much. But how would a kid get yellow eyes?
The boy took a step forewards, a sly grin crossing his face. "What would a kid from camp be doing out in the forest, unless you're running away?"He asked in a taunting voice, Cloudandis wanting very badly to smack him up sie the head. "Oh, but that's right, you don't happen to have family or friends to stop you from going away, now do you?"he laughed. "Do you at least want to have a friend? Or do you seek something else?"he asked her, his grin widening. "No, I don't need any help, and I don't need a friend. Just go back to wherever you came from, and leave me be."She said in her blank tone. He gave her a wink. "Oh, don't you? No one's ever been there for you have they?"He asked. How could he know so much?"And you've dealt with all of it on your own, no one even trying to be close to you and just simply acting like you're a slave?"He asked again. She faced him, her unwavering blank expression catching him by surprise. "Yeah, so what? Now will you just shove off and stay out of my buissness?"She asked in her dead tone.
HHe seemed puzzled at her blank expression. "Ah, what would make you angry or laugh?You don't seem to be able to do either."He laughed. "Or are you blind?"He asked. "No, I'm not blind, now just go away."She told him. She walked away, heading for the lake. The boy followed her. Mabe she could lose him by taking a conoo? She immediatly got the closest one, which was tied to the dock, and pushed off into the water, leaving the strange boy on the shore. He saw her, and gave her a mischeivious grin. SUddenly, he vanished. "WHat? Where'd he go?"she asked herself. She turned, and saw him sitting in the canoo. They were in the middle of the lake. "How did you et over here?"Cloudandis asked him. "Ah, I can do many things. Things you most certainly can't do."He said. Suddenly, something underneath the canoo bumped it.
The boy had been trying to get up at this point and fell into the water, hitting his head on the canoo. She saw him grow unconsciouse and sink into the water. "Hey, what the?"she said. She jumped in after him. seeing him falling deeper in. She grabbed hold of his arm and brought him to the surface of the water where the canoo was, and shove him in. She herself climbed up into the canoo and sat there panting while he woke up. "Why did you save me?"he asked her. This question caught her by surprise. "Because, you're a person. We're both people, so why is that so bad?"she replied. "Had you been wise, you would have left me to drown."He said, drying off his black hair. He gave a snap of his fingers, and the canoo floated to the shore. Cloudandis thought he was weird. I mean come on, how could he do that?
Oy, I got bored and depressed, so here's some more.............
The Deathly call, though I dont really pay heed
The roar of the drums Hoofs silent as the whispering wind A clatter of metal A silent scream for mercy The death that awaits me As I await death But I know it does no good to die Nor to run away Problems always find you Someway
Embrace what you know as joy, what you see as love Beauty as you know it, becoming even more so Your eyes shining like the most white of pearls. Your smile, a perfect crescent moon in the night sky Ebony is the color of your choice Yet though those hollow eyes deceive all you cast their light upon Only you and that one beloved can surpass that mask To see that you do care You do feel You do show envy and love Despise and joy
These feelings you wont know Until your last call to beckon death. And It seems too late for me to beckon again. Dont waste what you have Learn from what it is Everything is what you make of it My death hasnt yet come But the rider of the horse shall find me Be his steed dark or light There is no knowing Until the visits cut short
O>O.............ehehehehe..................I was depressed
Since Im bored, Ill write a story for you fellows out there, though it will probably be a crappy and cheesy one.
THE STORY OF CLOUDANDIS
Chapter 1: It was a clear and starry night, not really the type for something like an accident. Yet, something like that would take its chance to spoil the nights beauty. Cloudandis the pup, sat in her mothers lap, just staring at her father and his mate. She didnt like them at all. They liked her. And yet they hated each other. What could she do though? She didnt know. So she just calmly sat there and listened to them growl and bark and argue at each other, like two male lions in some fight over prey or territory, though a bit more menacing. Just hand it over, and then Ill walk out of here like we never met.Her father said.
Her parents, Soloed and Karnack, had fought over and over ever since her birth, and many days before that. But it wasnt always like that. At first, they had met with curious eyes, looking at each other, only their eyes saying words. They seemed to have been infatuated at the time, and visited each other a lot while their parents were busy. They told each other a great many things, not caring for the entire world if another wolf heard. However, one day, Soloed had a child, and had named her Cloudandis, but she hadnt been exactly thrilled to know that she had to take care of a little pup for the rest of her life. Neither had liked it. But soon, she became quite valued in their hearts. But she didnt get used to living with them.
-- Edited by Scorchheart on Tuesday 6th of April 2010 01:13:09 AM
Chapter 1: It was a clear and starry night, not really the type for something like an accident. Yet, something like that would take its chance to spoil the nights beauty. Cloudandis the pup, sat in her mothers lap, just staring at her father and his mate. She didnt like them at all. They liked her. And yet they hated each other. What could she do though? She didnt know. So she just calmly sat there and listened to them growl and bark and argue at each other, like two male lions in some fight over prey or territory, though a bit more menacing. Just hand it over, and then Ill walk out of here like we never met.Her father said.
Her parents, Soloed and Karnack, had fought over and over ever since her birth, and many days before that. But it wasnt always like that. At first, they had met with curious eyes, looking at each other, only their eyes saying words. They seemed to have been infatuated at the time, and visited each other a lot while their parents were busy. They told each other a great many things, not caring for the entire world if another wolf heard. However, one day, Soloed had a child, and had named her Cloudandis, but she hadnt been exactly thrilled to know that she had to take care of a little pup for the rest of her life. Neither had liked it. But soon, she became quite valued in their hearts. But she didnt get used to living with them. Soon, they started to argue over who would do better as a parent. Didnt they have shame?!She had thought back then. But as she grew, she learned they had no shame in their minds.
Cloudandis just sat in between them, listening. She didnt like how they constantly argued. It was just so boring and ridiculous. Couldnt they just get it over with? No, shell stay with me. And she is not an IT.her mother argued.
