Monday, August 6, 2007

First Page of My Story! Spirit World-Fierce's Story: Chapter 1- Life, Death, and Love: Part 1
“After him!” screeched a griffon-spirit. Most griffons were police because of their "high intelligence and good looks." 'Hmpf, more like for their brutality and stupidity to have to deal with us every day for just a small amount of pride,' I thought. Spirits who weren’t griffons were chasing after me, though. More spirits than I could count were chasing after me, and I didn’t care, for I had committed a terrible crime. The spirits Life and Death would soon get confused. I should be dead, but, alas, I am alive. I touched the Necklace of Elements. Some of the most famous spirits have touched this necklace and lost their lives. It was put under security because people had thought it was too dangerous. I had done what spirits thought was impossible.
'I will control all,' a thought wandered, 'I will kill who I want to kill. I will free who I want to free. I will live for as long as I want to live. I will die when I want to die,' I thought, though I didn’t really know why. Something was making me want to kill. All I wanted was a human to own. That is why I grabbed the necklace. That is why I went through all of that trouble thinking and plotting. I just wanted see what it was like for real. 'I just…'
“What the in the world is that?” questioned one of the spirits. I looked ahead long enough to see what was going on. There was a portal of red, blue and purple. A little girl was in the entryway. Once she saw me, she screamed at the top of her lungs. I was bleeding everywhere. There were scars, gashes and tears in my skin. Plus, I was a demon, which probably freaked her out even more. I thought that, out of the kindness of my heart, I should have grabbed her and kept running, so I did.
“Let me go!” she yelped. She started kicking and screaming. I was getting irritated and was going to just drop her and let her figure everything out, but I didn’t. She had some sort of force that didn’t allow me to just do that.
We ran through the portal and busted into some old room. I closed the portal up and looked around. The girl had stopped screaming and took bandages out of her pocket. She started wrapping them around my biggest wound on my arm. I tried to move it.
“No, don’t move. You’ll get hurt,” she said, holding me down. I was actually looking at her now. She couldn’t have been older than seven or eight. I’ve lived longer than that in Spirit years, but if I was a human on the planet Earth, then I would have been seven or eight, too. She also had hair that was a brownish-reddish-blondish color that went down to her mid-thigh. She was sort of short too, but I couldn’t blame her. I was also short for my age. I then looked into her eyes. The crystal blue eyes I would never forget. They were full of fear, anger and loneliness, but at the same time, they held joy, laughter and trust, or maybe there was no expression… They looked like the eyes of an angel sent down from an unknown fantasy land where good always won. The only thing that was missing from her eyes was love. 'Is it possible that someone could never love?' I asked myself, stupidly.
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