as we write- we can off the side discuss ideas- twist -or things we want to lead up to and hopefully keep out writing on track to. like say, I want Johnny to betray Joe soon- two brothers, and end up accidently killing his girlfriend and fleeing the eh shadow people who consume his body and later is revealed as a high henchman of the top dog whose been screwing around with this place, not letting those who deserve rest, rest. Ranging from the undead rouse- to rooms that leak gases to make u sleep, go crazed, bleed for the eyes, or bring forth images ,memories to your face to dangerously close and daunting actions- such as seeing u r worst enemy and trying to kill them only to blink and find your hands around the throat of a friend.
Right okay, sorry, I have many ideas already slamming into my head and since this was set to be creepy, I assume there will be much array. I think I’m just going to playfully write a beginning just for the hell of it, so as to get ideas for characters and for us to maybe pull and tear out some bits to make the real thing.
Ok here I go!
OPurr... Purr.... Purrr.... HISS!---merow-ow! Mew?
*sniffs* it was...so...beautiful.
No ok, sorry will begin. Please seriously don't ask about that.
This is the third time we've been forced to move this week. Being hunted they keep saying. Haunted by what? A new Demon Lord over the Sierra Province? What has that to do with us... So many confusing things they say- and none is to us. Running, fleeing from ghost. And not the ghost we normally pass by and hang with on casual late nights, but the kind of the mind and myths-like Humans and things that shoot shiny exploding rocks with the sound of thunder from strange sticks by those...beasts. I wouldn't call us anything special, or as unique as a Human. There are indeed people, if that’s what you’re questioning, they do exist, but what we mean when we say Human, is something all together different from what is seen. I know they are real, for we are trained to hold a certain face of some strange soft fleshy pink or brown thing. Sigh, I suppose I should stop here before they catch me writing. It’s dangerous to leave any trail. I don't know, it all seems like Ghoul-plasma to me, but hey, while that Arch-trainer is here, there is no arguing the point unless you wish to trade your beautiful molten scales for the bodies of horribly disfigured by even our standard, humans. I won’t lose my claws and scales for a few words-ah here is my brother, I must go now-to whoever gets this message, and I pray to Luta that is not Him, but you must know this. Things are changing, we aren’t the only Daemon pack running from shadows and light alike, there is something seriously amiss, and it has to do with Shella’s box-what does an old Goddess have to do with matters like politics, for this seems to be the only thing I can figure this is about? I just know something is going down, something…sinister… Why are these houses…why...was …that- No! They can’t do this- The First—
The rest was torn and burnt with a strange green splash. Sky and Storm looked at each other. They were part Indian sisters, or that’s the best way to describe their daemon family. Stark white manes, almost elven-like with the standard green eyes and purplish flesh. It was odd, but the two were part of a respected fighting force (not high up there, more like a boot-campers leading up to begin the real deal), they kept black and brown leather straps to keep weapons on them, hardly caring to really hide anything- for why should they? The creatures they followed, hunted and resided with didn’t hide in shame like the Humans in tales had, why should they? Long knives or soft with some strange gear was strapped to their fluffed and nearly shoulder length hair. The paper was rolled and slipped back into the boot of Sky, who stood about 2 feet taller, having been about 42 years older. A whistle came from the rotten blue cliff a way off. Nodding they hurried along. Many families happened to be gathering together, though it wasn’t strange, it was common for so many to be in peace without trading or other purposes like the few festivals they had. Daemons from all reaches of the 12th planes seemed to have gathered under the shifting domes roof. Sky frowned and Storm openly curled her lip at the ceiling shifted more with its sickly yellow and green mix, ugly beady eyes shifting toward them for a second then gone again, crawling other another’s body above. The biggest or oldest Daemons were usually head of a family, and from all the heads there was at least two Arch-trainers. Sky lifted Storm up onto her shoulders, paying no mind to the snarled hisses from those pressed stickly about them as they tried to get a look at a famed Thazur who was said to be an Arch-trainer and not past 200 hundred! Often referred to creatures of nightmares, they all filled every corner, quite literally since those who could climb and crawl or even float, did so. Such as rare was this large a gathering, there was no room for all there, so it ended up billowing out the walls, bat like fiends with huge ears echoed words and actions to the crowds about outside.
All 27 Arch-trainers sat down in the circle set in the center of the room on thrones to each liking, mostly fleshy bones of past kills and trophies, some preferring more natural bindings. “Quiet!” And just like that, every wrath was sucked in and held, every eye, if they had eyes that weren’t sewn together or there at all, snapped to the center. “There is talk of rebellion...war…and deep troubles to come. This matter can no longer be ignored.” Someone hissed from the crowd. “What do you think we are, Humans?” There was a large rumble of laughter. Sky and Storm grinned; what daemon didn’t participate in battles, wars, and death on a daily basis? It was nothing of sorrow to them. They laughs died down soon. “Had it been as simple and as little as that, none of us would have been here. Some may rejoice at the idea of such a large scale war, but others surely can grasp the concept of why even I am frightened.” That immediately shut everyone up. That was like…a king bowing to a slave in the olden times. It was simply…not heard of. Low mummers died as fast as they started when the shock had ebbed away some. A Nymph stood tall, waving her hand in an arch. “Now that you realize the deep trouble we have, we will waste no time in formalities. I believe we have one in our crowd who can read the Diary of Jasmine. In fact, come forward to me along with the piece you posses. We have no time to explain to you details, you will prove before us that you truly can read this literature, be given the high honor of retrieving the others, and return as soon as possible from the 5th realm. This is not a punishment but an honor, come forward now.”
Sky and Storm stared openly before the crowd began to shove them ahead. The two sisters were separated, Storm struggling to be free of this giant sticky glob that paid her no heed or made a move to help. It quickly became apparent to the two what was happening. They were purposely being separated, as leverage in case she should refuse to follow through with this task. Honor my ass. Lies; all of it. Everyone could read this scroll-just everyone saw something different, however- maybe...there was something to her version… Sky made it to the center and felt her body forcibly move to take the scroll out of her boot. She gave a vicious snarl and was quickly given her will back again. What light ground she treaded on here. The scroll was opened and she read what it said. There was more talk and the Nymph nodded sitting down, one of the men, semblance of a scarecrow only made with flesh not straw, live things crawling about his oozing gapes examined the scroll. “How do we know she isn’t making it up?” The response was immediate by another women Sky couldn’t see. “She isn’t- I assure you.”
“Hmph.” The paper was slammed back into Sky’s chest. “Very well, we don’t need to give you details-just know its of grave importance you find the rest of this book. All its pages. All we know is its in this…4th realm.”
“5th.”
“5th! Just get the book, every page, and return at once! If you so much as stop to take a breath I will personally make it your last-and a last breath can be stretched to terrible degrees my love.” Sky snarled at him. “Catch fire straw man and back off. I’ll do the job, but I’m not going without my siste-r and I’ll sleep if I want.” There was some amused and angry faces all around her. “Careful, even in our world, formalities are important.”
“Ghoul-plasma!”
“Hold your tongue or lose it!” Sky turned to the Scarecrow man and yanked out his tongue instead and dropped it. “Shut it. I’ll bring your stupid book back with as much haste as I can, but give me my sister.” The air hung dangerously about Sky. Maybe too bold…? The Scarecrow fumbled around, finding the rotted piece of gamey flesh and began to stitch it back into place, groaning threats. “Go then. We need not explain the punishment for failure or disobedience” Was all that was said aside from the scarecrows angry protest held back by another. Sky left the room, the crowd staring, forced her to shove her way through each body, pulling her sister free, who gave a few signs to the crowd without looking back (a flip off really), as they left.
“Jeez…You’ve got bigger balls than a Minator.” Sky laughed some at her sister. “Me? You’re the one who gave them those signs.” They looked about. “Alright, the map someone slipped on me seems to be moving north, so my guess is by the time we get there, it will be just in time to hear the screams of the night owls.” They travelled mostly silently till about 5 days later, when they finally came across a break in a huge rock. Sky tapped on two corners of it and once more on the top. It split open, eyes blinking. “Yeess…?” The ground softly shook. “Realm 5. Two travelling.”
“Namezz.”
“Sky.”
“Storm!”
“You’ve premizzzzon. Pasz.” They stepped through the bubble looking wall and found themselves in what appeared to be a strange ghost town. Storm scratched her head. “What do they mean Ghost town anyway… We would have met them as soon as we came into their territory. Humans are strange.”
“Shh. Let’s look around-and humans have always been described as strange. Don’t ask me to explain a fairytale.”
“They’re not fake. You even admitted they can exist.”
“Can, not do.”
“I’m sure they do.”
They stumbled over some of the dusty rocks, looking at the strange town, old wooden buildings, some fancy, a random giant mansion hidden partly in the hills, the graveyard with cracked stones fitted close together in a small section near the town. “Let’s start there.” They took three steps when they were slammed into the ground gasping and whirling about with their weapons quickly set against the attackers atop them. The three pairs of eyes all sunk into the two on the ground. Screams echoed across by everyone. Sky and Storm jumped off, side by side weapons still held out in front of them, the shock already gone. The five on the ground slowly rose, looking at each other. This one girl huffed placing a hand on her hip after she dusted off her checkered red skirt and pointed with her other. “Hey you there! What’s the big idea going to all that trouble to scare us like that? Back off, the treasure here is ours. Right brother dear?” The boy named brother has an amazing semblance to his sister, same milk chocolate eyes, hair that would have matched, her obviously dyed black with a pink highlight trailing down a thick bundle of strands. “Ally- cut it out. You want to tell everyone why we’re here? And don’t baby me. I’m older than you.”
“Huh! By what, 6, 7, maybe 8 seconds? Grow up! Girls mature way faster than boys anyway.”
“Well that certainly explains a lot then…”
“Excuse me!?”
“Uh g-guys, I don’t think they’re fake…” The shriveled voice came from a boy a foot shorter than the lightly built boy who helped him up. He cleaned off his face with his black polo shirt. The three turned back to where Storm and Sky still stood, their weapons sheathed, already understanding no threat. “Jake, give it up. You should have kept your big mouth shut. Now you’re stuck with us.”
“That’s not fair…I didn’t want part of this. I accidently over heard, I wasn’t spying!”
“Well we can’t risk that, we need this treasure. You need to live up to the fact you’re simply our prisoner until we get what we want-it’s too risky to leave you back home. John, Rick, Farley, and Larry will force every word out of you if they find you.” Jake coughed. “Sorry for the...yell. I had assumed they found me. I just knew I wouldn’t get out of this well either way. Now who are you two, and why are you dressed like..like..oh..u-uh..I..uh..M-matt…”
All three looked carefully examined the mostly naked bodies of the two girls, who with their eyes, looked mostly human minus strange deep features, like their hands having long…were those..claws? Parts that as usually hidden were exposed almost fully, and the two took no notice of the blushing opened stares. Storm took a step forward, having the others yelp once more with a quick jump back. Sky sighed annoyed, clicking her tongue and slamming the weapon fully back where it belonged. “Storm- return. This is a waste of time, let us go.” Storm looked back at her sister then back to the little group. “I didn’t know there were creatures like us… I mean...sure they’re…kind of ugly-”
“Hey!?”
“but I’ve never seen anything like these… and they’re around my height!” Sky came up to her sister. “Stop worrying about that, you’re just late. Now we need to get moving, this sky’s light is already changing oddly fast here. You heard our Elders, we need to find the book and be gone.”
“HEY!” Everyone turned. Ally gave an over exaggerated exclamation of horror and disgust. “Sarah!” Matt stumbled over his feet as he ran up to gather her in his arms in a half twirl smiling at her. “Hey there. I can’t talk; I came to take you three home.” Matt let her go puzzled. “Take us back? Sarah! We are not to return without that book! Don’t you realize how close we are to it?” Sky pushed past the little group up to Matt and Sarah which made her gape and blush at the sight. “W-who are you?”
“What book are you after.” He turned at the demand, Sarah scowling at being ignored completely. “Wha-?” Sky grabbed him by the shirt collar hoisting him up a foot off the ground without the slightest effort on her slender arms showing. Her gaze was intense. “You have one more chance to answer me. What book?”
“P-put him down!”
“Brother!”
“I-I, it’s… I…I don’t...we don’t know. We just know it’s here. That’s all!” Sky slammed him to the ground stepping on his chest to where he wheezed for air, leaning with her weapon back in her hand and sharply at his eye. “Couldn’t hear you.”
“Sky! We are not allowed to kill; you know the laws outside of certain-”
“Hush Storm, I’m handling this as necessary.” She turned her cold hard green eyes back to the frightened young adult. “You’d do well not to lie to a Froth’ lair...what’s that word you use-Soldier!”
“Matt, just tell them!” Sarah pleaded. “Grah, fine! It’s a book; we know it’s a book and that it’s around here and of great value.”
“Not what I asked. I care not for your petty reasons; it cannot match that of ours.”
“…”
“Title! NOW!”
“…”
“Matt- answer, please, I don’t want to lose another brother!”
Matt gritted his teeth spatting in Sky’s direction, missing. “We don’t stand a chance without this item, we are not going back without it, and you have no reason to know about what we are looking for. That’s far too much I wish to share with you or anyone but a buyer.” Storm ran to pulled Sky off the man as she twirled the weapon about and went to strike, Sarah and Ally leaping to protect Matt, Jake tripping between the racing people onto Sky’s back when he was dragged along, causing her blow to miss and scratch Matt’s cheek, hitting something n the ground, a small cracking noise being made and suddenly the ground burst through with a blinding light, and everyone screamed being pulled and sucked into the gap, spat out seconds later harshly to a forested floor. Sky came up shaking herself without a sound, Storm blinking and rising, shoving Jake off her who appeared out cold when Sky reactively slammed her elbow back at the touch of him from behind before she thrusted her weapon forward, missing. Storm sat up and made a clicking sound. Sky replied about 200 feet off. There came a groan and a scream as Ally found herself trapped high in a tree, a green and yellow snake coiled lazily on the only strong branch close at hand to get down. Matt was up in an instant staggering to the trees trunk before falling, coughing, holding a newly limp arm, feeling strangely dizzy. Sarah stumbled out near Sky, who merely scanned over her. Matt groaned loudly. Sarah pulled at Sky’s wrist. “You are not going anywhere.” The move was threatening, and it took immense control to stop from beheading the being latched stubbornly to her. “I’ve no ties to you.”
“You tried to kill Matt. If you don’t want me reporting you to the police or whatever you seem to understand as a leading force, then you’ll help us.” Sky seemed amused at best. “What if I simply kill you?” She didn’t miss a beat. “Then the others will tell.”
“I could kill you all. Trust me, it wouldn’t be a challenge.”
“Y-you’re…you’re heartless!”
“Am I supposed to spare every life I come across that gets in my way? It’s like hunting for dinner but feeling bad and letting them run off once you finally catch something. People like that starve. They die.”
“You’re not…like us. Are you? That’s not a fake…costume. Is it?” Sky didn’t answer. Sarah sighed, just as Storm approached from some brambles, dragging Jake by the shirt behind her. “They seem to be after what we are. I looked into this boys mind. He seems to know a lot, we are lucky we caught him. Let’s help them, when we find it, if it truly is our book, we will kill them for it if they don’t hand it over. What threat are they to us? And if it’s not ours, well, we keep looking. You know better than I what numbers mean in battle.”
“And you should know they don’t win wars.”
“They sure as hell help. And we need help”
“We don’t need anything from these things. We came here alone, and we leave alone.”
“Still leaves the in-between bits open for others.”
“Storm! Enough. Drop that and let’s go. I haven’t a clue how a Zapper Portal got stuck in this place and how we managed to tap into it, but let us just take it as it goes. We’ve no time for this.” There came more screaming. Sarah bolted off towards it, Storm glaring at her sister and bolting off, dragging Jake still behind her through the dappled trees. Sky sighed. “Fine. You win.” She followed swiftly after.
Matt was shaking his back against the trunk of the tree and Ally was still stuck up in, the snake awake and staring intently up at her its tongue slipping out to sense her heat. Storm was climbing up the tree; laughing and she picked up the snake and placed it on a different branch, helping Ally down, as Sky crouched beside Matt. She pulled out a salve and swiped it over his angry cut. It sizzled and he groaned again/ she grabbed a clump of leaves and wiped the ooze off, revealing a tiny sealed line on his cheek. Matt came back to it as Ally and Sarah hugged him from either side, both girls glaring at the other, still holding him. “H-hey now ha, I’m okay now. W-what a strange..weapon…an medicine. Get off me guys. I’m okay.” He stood up feeling the already fleeting cut. “You couldn’t have left something, I mean, that would have been a cool scar!” Sky pulled her weapon. “Do you want me to do it again?”
“N-never mind…” Jake blinked his eyes open searching before him blindly, finding them focus as much as they were able when we noticed Storm crouched before him holding something in her hands. She placed the item close to him and on him, his ear being moved, and vision being better returned. She was smiling, tilting her head as she stood and helped him up. “I thought something seemed strange about you, the way you made no move to dodge either me or Ally or kept oddly glaring at us, though it didn’t seem to suit you. What do you call these things?” Jake blinked, pulling off the glasses, flipping them and sliding them on right smiling despite him. “These? Oh I hate them, but they’re called glasses. It’s bent layers of glass to help you see better.” Storm blinked in wonder. “They have glasses to make your eyes better?”
“Well not better really, just normal. Most people’s eyes aren’t perfect, these help you get there though.”
“They train you eyes? Wow…perfect vision. Imagine!” Jake removed them again placing them back in his pocket. “What are you doing…? You no use to use with less than perfect vision.”
“I-I know…but I hate these.” Stormed pulled them out and placed them back on his face, noting to do it the way he had this time, looking curiously at him then nodding. “Yes. I like them. Wear them.” Jake blushed a little but only for a moment. “Ahem, stop being friendly with the enemy, get over here Jake!”
“Agreed. Come Storm.” Jake fumbled back over to Matt’s side but not before Storm grabbed his hand and pulled him back, holding stubbornly onto him this time making his blush last longer. “No! Stop treating me like that. Do you only consider me an equal when we are fighting and killing? Sneaking into enemy territory? This one is mine!”
“Storm, we’ve no time for pets.”
“I heard you say it was okay for us to travel with them!”
“I…you’re….being stubborn.”
“No more than you.”
“FINE! Look, just fine. Everyone lets go. Where is this book?”
Matt pushed between Sky and the others. “Woah wait a second. Who said anything about us letting you come along with us? That treasure is ours. Back off.” Sky’s hand went back to the weapons hilt. “You’ve not a choice in the matter. You may be after what belongs to us. It cannot be chanced. Either we are going along with you or you’re coming bound with us. You’ve your choice, now make it.” Matt stared levelly at Sky. She pulled her weapon back out and swung once more at him, who surprised her by stepping to the side and rolling up behind her, grabbing her head in a choke hold. “There, now you listen to me and my terms-oaf!” She slammed her elbow into his stomach, slipping her foot back between his, turning to wrap around his heel and while she spun, using the back of her elbow once more as she brought it hard against the back of his head pulling her foot up planting him flat into the ground in a half flip of his body. Her foot slammed down between his shoulder blades. “I can kill you this time and now if you prefer.”
“Matt, damn your pride!” Sarah snapped, shoving Sky’s shoulder and glaring with all she could muster. “You come with us. You don’t harm us. You don’t kill us, you’ll protect us.”
“No deal.”
“Yes deal.”
“With what grounds?”
“Luta you’re just as stubborn sis! Let us simply agree that neither of us is going anywhere without the other. Might as well be in peace, we certainly aren’t the only ones after this.” Sky blinked and quickly began off in a random direction, Matt lifted his head snarling. “Hey! Get back here! You heard the girl.”
“Then get off your lazy ass and come on. My sister speaks true; we’ve little time to waste. WE are lucky enough only you beings were here before us, but that won’t be the case forever.” The girls came along, Jake politely getting his arm back as Matt ran up near Sky. “Others? There are others who know about this book-ah I mean treasure?” She regarded his levelly. “I told you once, there’s no point lying to a-”
“A Frost what-cha-call-it Soldier, I know I know!”
“I see…so your ears do work. As does your memory. So you’re just naturally stupid.”
“What?!”
“You’re going to be left behind if you keep pausing to flail about like that. I’ve never seen a creature drown in air before…and you look so serious too when you do it…” Sky chuckled a little. Jake nudged Storm. “A mansion.” There was a pause from the group. “Ah good, it saves us the long climb, let’s go in and search there, it might be the best place to begin. Storm! What’s your control over your human?”
“Good sister!”
“W-what…seriously!? I am not some-”
“Okay then. I don’t trust you, Matt stays with me. Storm, take Ally, she seems hardest to handle and you’ve already began a pact with her. Jake, you and ..and…”
“…Sarah…”
“Sarah will team up together. We will each take a level. The basement may hold the best place for a secret room, so that is where we will be searching, the rest of you, find a level and tear the place apart. When your strange sky is light again we meet back out here to report. Storm, give your human a weapon and a stone so we may find and contact them if needed.”
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