Post by Jack on Dec 20, 2010 17:08:55 GMT -5
I'm not the best writer in the world, but, Here goes nothing!
(This story crosses over with Jerez’s)
(also, please note I don’t like the things like “were” and “there” , they may be wrong.”)
Mah story...
“No, I can’t take it anymore, this is just too much, too much to handle.” I thought, the sandstorm whipping at my face.
“I Need to get out of here, like, now”
I saw something, a crevice in the wall, just about big enough for me to get into.
I picked myself up, and ran as fast as my legs walk carry me in the condition they were in.
I edged my way into the whole, there was a fire, flickering brightly.
“Odd, there’s already a fire.” I said, wondering how it got there.
“Who’s there?” grunted a deep voice
“Ah! Don’t hurt me!” I shouted, my voice lost in a fog of fear
“Relax, you can stay here, your in pretty rough shape, are you okay?” He asked
“Yeah, I think so, a few cut’s and bruises I think, nothing too bad, Anyway, who are you?” I replied
“The names Desmond, And you are?” he responded.
“I’m Jack, Nice to meet you.” I said
“And you, So tell me Jack, where are you from?”
“A small settlement from the north, called Springvale” I answered happily
“Never heard of it, anyway you should take this equipment, it’ll keep you safe.”
He gave me a long, bright, sturdy longbow, A leather body armour covering my whole top, except half my arms, it had a metal belt and left shoulder guard, protecting my bow arm, some leather trousers, gloves and boots, which had steel caps at the end.
We spoke for a while, and had something to eat, watching the sandstorm gradually ease off, I stood up and look around the cave for awhile.
BANG!
“What the...” we both said at the same time.
We race outside and peered down the cliff to see a smoky ruin of what must have been another cave.
There was a boy! I jumped down in a zig zag motion, getting lower and lower, thinking I was a ninja, Desmond slowly followed, not in the most impressive manner, I must admit, he fell half the way down.
The boy Started to run somewhere He looked tired, sad and downright fed up.
“Hey, over here!” I shouted to him, he turned and walked towards me.
“You alright? What’s your name?” I asked him
“Uhh, I guess I’m Jerez, ‘till I found out my real name” he replied.
There was a screech and a half black half white wolf with odd markings landed near Desmond.
“Him! That wolf!” Jerez shouted angrily.
“You know this guy?” I asked
“Hardly, He destroyed my home and stole my friend!” He replied.
The wolf started to breath smoke! We couldn’t see a thing, and when the smokescreen subsided, Desmond was nowhere to be seen.
“Well, that’s what you mean by it stole your friend...” I said angrily
To be continued...
What do you think, do i write more?
(This story crosses over with Jerez’s)
(also, please note I don’t like the things like “were” and “there” , they may be wrong.”)
Mah story...
“No, I can’t take it anymore, this is just too much, too much to handle.” I thought, the sandstorm whipping at my face.
“I Need to get out of here, like, now”
I saw something, a crevice in the wall, just about big enough for me to get into.
I picked myself up, and ran as fast as my legs walk carry me in the condition they were in.
I edged my way into the whole, there was a fire, flickering brightly.
“Odd, there’s already a fire.” I said, wondering how it got there.
“Who’s there?” grunted a deep voice
“Ah! Don’t hurt me!” I shouted, my voice lost in a fog of fear
“Relax, you can stay here, your in pretty rough shape, are you okay?” He asked
“Yeah, I think so, a few cut’s and bruises I think, nothing too bad, Anyway, who are you?” I replied
“The names Desmond, And you are?” he responded.
“I’m Jack, Nice to meet you.” I said
“And you, So tell me Jack, where are you from?”
“A small settlement from the north, called Springvale” I answered happily
“Never heard of it, anyway you should take this equipment, it’ll keep you safe.”
He gave me a long, bright, sturdy longbow, A leather body armour covering my whole top, except half my arms, it had a metal belt and left shoulder guard, protecting my bow arm, some leather trousers, gloves and boots, which had steel caps at the end.
We spoke for a while, and had something to eat, watching the sandstorm gradually ease off, I stood up and look around the cave for awhile.
BANG!
“What the...” we both said at the same time.
We race outside and peered down the cliff to see a smoky ruin of what must have been another cave.
There was a boy! I jumped down in a zig zag motion, getting lower and lower, thinking I was a ninja, Desmond slowly followed, not in the most impressive manner, I must admit, he fell half the way down.
The boy Started to run somewhere He looked tired, sad and downright fed up.
“Hey, over here!” I shouted to him, he turned and walked towards me.
“You alright? What’s your name?” I asked him
“Uhh, I guess I’m Jerez, ‘till I found out my real name” he replied.
There was a screech and a half black half white wolf with odd markings landed near Desmond.
“Him! That wolf!” Jerez shouted angrily.
“You know this guy?” I asked
“Hardly, He destroyed my home and stole my friend!” He replied.
The wolf started to breath smoke! We couldn’t see a thing, and when the smokescreen subsided, Desmond was nowhere to be seen.
“Well, that’s what you mean by it stole your friend...” I said angrily
To be continued...
What do you think, do i write more?