Thursday, September 29, 2005

New story
well im kind of bored with writing this one so maybe starting another one will get me to type this one and the new one more. Ok the new one is about, well ill still have to figure out the morals, but the story is about, a large city being attacked by terrorists, and the terrorist have the out reaches of the city with civilians inside, threatening, that if any rienforcmetns come, the will blow the city, but one school (very large) has an underground facility that has been training, a small squad of elites for some time, but they are no match for the terrorist numbers, so the guys in the school are asked to take up arms and help retake the city, with less than a month and a half of training, can they regain the city, without utter destruction?

Well how does it seem? At the moment i will continue to post this story until i get to the last page. then i will ask if i should keep going with it.

HATE Ch.4 page 33

“I hate elves, they slaughtered my family.”

Chord stopped, “We are here.”

“Where?” Kayne looked around for a house, or some kind of shelter, but saw none.

Chord pointed over towards a cave entrance.

“That?!”

Chord nodded and headed of in that direction. Kayne followed with a confused look on his face. Once they reached the cave and were inside it began to rain. Kayne looked around and saw nothing but a dead end. Chord put his hand in a dark hole in the wall, and then the back wall of the cave rose up. Chord walked into a cave of many corridors and tunnels, torches up on each side lit the corridors. Kayne followed Chord until stopped; he headed into a comfortable size room with beds. Kayne took Nona over to the farthest bed, and tucked her in. Chord took off all of his weapons and put them in the corner of the room. Kayne took off the swords he was carrying and put them next to the bed. He sat down on the bed, and then slowly laid down. Quickly he fell asleep.

It was dark as Kayne walked through his house. Lightning struck and startled him. The light flashed through the window. Kayne went to his bedroom to get in bed and as he was doing that he heard a scream of terror. He grabbed the stick that was next to his bed and walked out of his room and searched the house. In the living room vases were smashed, chairs were overturned, and blood stained the walls. His heart began to beat faster and faster. He went to his mother’s room, the bed was ripped and torn and the window smashed. He slowly walked over to the window and looked out. In a second lightning flashed and all of the sudden there was and the scariest goblin in the window, Kayne screamed and whacked the face with the stick he was holding. The face disappeared. Kayne walked over to the closet and
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Saturday, September 24, 2005

Rita!!!
well it looks like hurricane Rita is going to miss Dallas, so yay, and my friend from Del Rio tx, is over so he'll stay until Sunday, and its gonna be awsome

HATE CH4 p. 32

Chord turned around and ran, Kayne followed holding Nona tight. They ran until they could not run anymore. They stopped next to a tree to catch their breath. Both of them were breathing heavily after the long run. Kayne put Nona down, and collapsed in the grass. He spread out and finally… relaxed.

“We’ve got to keep going, “Chord said as he looked at the road ahead.

“What!! Why?”

“It’s not long before they catch up.”

“Aw, c’mon, are we even going to get there? Or are you just having me follow you.”

“We will get there in time.”

“Whatever.” Kayne rolled his eyes, sighed, and stood up. “Ready to go Nona?”

Nona looked at him and smiled, “Mhhmm.”

Kayne picked her up and held her as always then started walking. They walked and walked and walked, for miles and miles. When it was dark, and Nona was asleep, Kayne began to wonder, something that he hadn’t thought about before. “Chord, why are the goblins and ogres everywhere, and why didn’t I know that they were real?”

“There is a war going on boy. The Goblins, Elves, and humans, and probably other races, but those are the main three. Your country is a neutral country, so it is left out, and not even informed. Your country has its leaders and they know about the outside world, but they choose what is told. The goblins and all the other races are real, but again, your country does not know that.”

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Friday, September 16, 2005

sorry
well its friday and im glad, we had another prep rally today, and next week we're gonna have a Black light Prep rally, its gonna be awsome....oh and sry for putting the same page twice yesterday heres the next page.

Hate Ch.4 pg.31

Nona whimpered in fear, and slid back a little farther away from the ogres.

The shelf that they were on began to creak and arch. Kayne flipped over on his back and held Nona tightly in his arms, covering her head, because he knew it was going to collapse. Finally the shelf collapsed. Kayne was having trouble breathing from the dust and the heavy weight that the wood had made. .Kayne sat there quietly as the Ogres searched for him. He kept his breathing low and did not move a muscle.

“I smell a human, “said one of the Ogres. They lifted up wood in search for what they thought was a spy.

Kayne could hear the wood being moved. Finally he saw light, then an Ogres face.

“Here he is!”

Kayne pushed the remaining wood off and darted to the door. “Chord let’s go!” Kayne yelled.

Chord heard his yell and ran out from the aisle, and said, “Why?” Then he saw the Ogres chasing after Kayne. And he knew why. Chord pulled out his chain whip and pulled down one of the shelves blocking the Ogres. Kayne and Chord ran out of the library. But Chord had an idea, He rapped his chain around his shoulder and pulled out the scythe, he went to the pillars in front of the library and started hacking away at the pillars. After a couple whacks he started to crack it, He moved on to the next one, just getting the two closest to the entrance. Once Chord had gotten both of the pillars he ran back to Kayne. When the ogres had gotten past the first distraction they came busting out of the entrance. With their broad shoulders they collided with the cracked pillars and with the force that they pushed on them, the pillars collapsed. Chord looked back and smiled. And as he was about to turn around the Ogre threw the debris that had fallen on him of and madness.
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Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Chapter four!!!!!
HATE CH.4 page 28

Chapter Four
The long journey east

“I don’t think you understand how heavy a burden you are carrying boy.”

I don’t think I do either.” Kayne was worried, he did not know what was going to happen, he was scared.

“Do not be scared there is no reason to.”

“But you’re not the one carrying the sword.” Kayne walked off to the other side of the library, looking down all the isles of books. Then he came upon a light. It was a flickering light, like fire. He could start to hear voices, speaking of things he did not understand.

“We must make it a surprise attack, maybe from… no, that wouldn’t work, “said one of the voices.

Kayne noticed that the voices were very deep; it almost made it seem like the person was big and bulky. He moved closer to where the voices where coming from. But from every direction it was blocked by shelves and rubble, so he decided to climb on top of one of the book shelves. He woke Nona up and told her to be quite. Nona held on to his back while he climbed to the top of the bookshelves. He crept slowly and quietly until he came to the end of the shelf. He looked over what was blocking the way. Inside he was surprised to see that there were ogres. He thought ogres were solitary creatures. They had grey skin, and were very large. Their face gave a very stern look, with their frowning mouths and cold eyes. The hands and feet were massive and overwhelming. Something different caught his eye, from each ogre. One ogre had a large club with metal spikes sticking out of the end. It also had a yellow bandana tied to its arm. Another had a giant battle axe, with a red bandana. And the last, had a black bandana with an enormous sword.


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CATFIGHT!!!!!
well today there was a catfight between 2 girls, first it was verbal, then they faught in the halls...i didnt see it but i hear their pretty bad.

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Monday, September 12, 2005

sleepy
i was so tired all day today, and the classes seemed to take all day and they were BORING.
heres more story (yawn)

this part may be a little confusing but most of it is in the elvish i made up.

HATE CH.3 Page 27

he found Demon sword.

Chord read no further, he had found what he was looking for. Maybe this sword was a demon sword he went to the page on which it had information. The page read:
(IN ELVISH)This is a sword of destruction. It will not cause peace or harmony, only death. Nothing good will come with the use of the sword. It is pure evil. The demon spirit lurking within the sword will take over the body of anything that has demon blood coursing through its veins. Humans and Elves should not wield this evil sword. For the power of it is to great for a human or elven body to handle. It is so powerful it will increase the atrophy of the body five times faster than nature intended. But to harness the power of the evil sword, one must become evil itself. In time the demon inside will permanently take over. There is no true way to wield the power of this sword. It is only temporary. With each use more demon blood is pumped and becomes stronger. This power will increase with each use of the sword. But with each use of the sword the spirit of the user will be taken over little by little by the demon inside. Those that have been completely taken over in power, always wish to have more, and when they have decided that, there soul and skill are absorbed and are then possessed by the sword. Those that have fallen to the trap of power are no longer amongst the living. With every human, or creature that is struck down and killed out of hate gives the demon power. This demon is no oaf, it is the exact opposite. If it wants something, more than likely he will be able to have it. In time this will destroy the world. To make history and fulfill the prophecy scars must be made.(END ELVISH)

Chord read the text with hesitation in his voice. “The prophecy of this evil sword, is very real…sacrifices must be made. This is a sword of destruction. It will not cause peace or harmony, only death. Nothing good will come with the use of the sword. It is pure evil. The demon spirit lurking within the sword will take over the body of anything that has demon blood coursing through its veins. Humans and Elves cannot wield this evil sword. To harness the power of the evil sword, one must become evil itself. In time the demon inside will permanently take over. There is no true way to wield the power of this sword. It is only temporary. With each use more demon blood is pumped and becomes stronger. This power will increase with each use of the sword. But with each use of the sword the spirit of the user will be taken over little by little by the demon inside. Those that have been completely taken over in power, always wish to have more, and when they have decided that, there soul and skill are absorbed and are then possessed by the sword. Those that have fallen to the trap of power are no longer amongst the living. With every human, or creature that is struck down and killed out of hate gives the demon power. This demon is no oaf, it is the exact opposite. If it wants something, more than likely he will be able to have it. In time

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Sunday, September 11, 2005

hey
sorry i havent posted in a while, the comp wasnt working, well nothing has really happened around here...but hey i noticed what page you are on in my story(if you are keeping up) you are now on 26(counting this page) i only have 50 pages so far, so pheeew! i better start typing huh...well here you go

Hate Ch. 3 page 26

Chord jumped down from the tree and insisted on moving on, so they did.

They walked along a trail that seemed to have no end. The flatlands around them were endless, just as the bright sky sky. The dirt and rocks were plentiful in these parts and they kept going as far as the eye could see. As they kept walking they noticed quite a large building off the trail.

“Maybe we can find something useful in there, ”Kayne said as his eyes wondered over the nothingness that the flatlands offered.

They made their way over to the building and noticed something they didn't notice before. This building was ancient, and mostly in ruins. They walked into ruins and found many books. Books on almost anything you could think of. They found scrolls of ancient civilization.

"Hey Chord maybe we can find something on the sword in here, "he said as he felt the sword on his back.

As Chord was looking through the names of the books he came upon some elvish writing, and thought maybe, that the elves might know something about it. He went along the spine of the books reading their title.

Kayne tried to read them, but they just looked like gibberish. He looked harder and tried to read the books but it didn’t help.

Chord’s eyes scanned along the names and found Elvish Emperors, Elvish History, Plant Life, War tactics. Chord had taken time to learn some Elvish but it helped little. He opened the book that was titled ancient myths. (ancient myths is in elvish)

Kayne walked over and asked, “What does that say?”

“Ancient Myths.” Chord went through the index of various myths.


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Thursday, September 8, 2005

I remembered!!!
well what i was going to say was that i have been drawing quite alot but im not sure when i will get them on the computer, sooo, i guess youll just have to be patient , but i am still taking requests so, hmmmm.
more story
HATE CH.3 page 25


"It doesn't matter."

"But it does. I want to learn how to fight like that. Tell me how."

"Experience. That is how I learned, just as you will boy."

"What?"

"Experience is better than any teaching. You will fight one goblin and learn something. Then the next time you will use what you learned. It is as simple as that."

"Oh...ok, cool."

After about a day of walking, they took shelter under a large Oak. Kayne went off to the nearest river and washed off his shoulder and his shirt stained in blood. When he was done he went back to the tree and slept. He slept for almost a day, refreshing his body for the journey ahead. The next morning Chord awoke early and climbed up the tree very easily, to scout out the area. He saw Nona in a field no far from where the tree was. She seemed to be picking flowers; finally she turned around and skipped back to the tree. After that looked as far as his eye could see, he saw nothing that would endanger them.

Nona woke Kayne up and said with a smile, “Here you go.”

It was a little bundle of daisies that she had picked from the field.

Kayne took them as he woke up, “Thank you Nona. Did you get them all by yourself?”

“Sure did, hehe!”


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Tuesday, September 6, 2005

Uuuuuuuuhhhhh....
i dont know what to say any more i was gonna say something...but i forgot...lol oh well, maybe ill remember it later... more story

HATE CH.3 page 24

Chord also noticed his crying. "Why are you crying boy? Crying is for the weak."

Kayne turned around with tears in his eyes. "Shutup! You know nothing of it! You didn't see the remains of your killed mother!"

"That is because I never knew my mother."

"Oh." Kayne picked Nona up and began to walk on the path the opposite way they came.

Chord sighed, restrapped his scythe and followed. Once nightfall had ascended throughout the skies their bodies were tired and worn. Nona was fast asleep, with her head resting on Kayne's shoulder. The two decided that a small rest was okay, and then they needed to keep going a little while longer. So they sat under the night sky giving there legs a rest, thinking of what is to come. But just as they were about to continue on and ogre was standing there in the middle of the road, high and mighty.

"I thought I smelled human flesh. I'll try and make this as painless as possible if you come quietly."

"Right." Chord said as he readied his chain whip. In an instant he threw the head of the whip at the ogre.

The ogre caught the end and rapped the chain around his arm. "Hahaha!! Amateur, you're mine!" The ogre pulled the chain forcing Chord towards him. As he gained speed he slide down under the monster then the chain allowed him to swing onto the ogre's shoulders. Once he was on the shoulders he dropped the chain and pulled out his sword and thrust it into the ogre's head. The ogre fell to the ground with a loud thud. He put his sword up and took back his chain whip. Then rapped it around his shoulder like a rope and continued on his way. Kayne followed in amazement. "Where did you learn to fight like that?"

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Monday, September 5, 2005

Labor day
Well its labor day and nothing around here happened, we put some insolation in the garage of our house that is being built, tommorow they drywall yay!



HATE ch.3 page 23


“That wasn’t that hard.”

Chord looked at Kayne confused. “I thought you said you’ve never been in battle before boy.”

“I haven’t.”

“I say that because you fight as though you have much experience. Maybe that comes from the sword.”

Kayne heard Nona screaming. He looked over and a goblin had her lifted over his head. “I will break her back and make you two watch me suck the marrow from her bones. Hehehehe.”

“HEELP ME!!” screamed Nona.

Kayne sat down as if he knew nothing he could do.

“Hahaha!! Don’t even try to stop me because either way I will revenge my fallen comrades.”

Kayne moved his hands toward a bow that a goblin had dropped, and then picked up two arrows. Then quickly he loaded the bow with the arrows and shot them with precise aiming, the arrows flew quickly straight into the goblins throat. The goblin fell to the ground instantly. Nona was freed from his grip and ran to Kayne and grabbed his leg and squeezed it tight. Kayne picked her up and held her as any parent would, and comforted her. Kayne took Nona over to her mother to take one last look at her. As Nona was looking at her mother, it reminded Kayne of his mother. While he was remembering the horrible memories, a tear of sorrow fell from his eye. Nona noticed that he was crying and hugged him.


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