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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