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Friday, January 28, 2005


jinx episode 1.I am now writing a new story for anime and i need some ppl to help me with it. if u r intrested mail me. this is a preview
Bleak and miserable weather hung over the city of Moryth. The sun fast setting in the west across the harbour bay. The cities many light where captured by the waters reflection. Narrowing her eyes she could see almost everything.. Well everything she wished to see. There where things happening out their right now things she could not dream of. Knowing that she couldn’t stop all of them she sighed. But she would give it a bloody good try. Swinging on to the motorbike, she strapped on her helmet and set of to attempt to battle an oncoming evil. She hadn’t been in this city long but it was hers and she had been assigned to protect it. She trailed dust into the distance. Whilst cursing down a back street three men where standing about and old man. Raising their legs and planting them back firmly in his side. He cried out in pain, which didn’t go far because he was so weak. Lining up the bike she began to rev the bike. The sound from the other end of the misty ally make the 3 men look up

“Who ere?” shouted one of them, then he looked at the other and shrugged before returning to the beating. The revving grew louder. Then separating the mist a biker came from the shadows.

“Beat it!” ordered a muffled voice from inside the mask. They stepped out into the ally, as the motorbike picked up speed. The biker reached behind herself and clutched a handle from a block in the back of the bike. Twisting and then lifting she slowly unsheathed a katana. The moon light reflected of the blade as she drove passed and looped off one of the men's heads. The body slumped, oozing across the ally. the biker can to a skid spin turn before going after the others.

“We are ready for you this time you bastard!” yelled one, picking up a chain in his right hand. Swinging it around as the biker retuned. She pelted towards him full throttle, at the last second she jumped up over the chain summer-salting around and put the katana in his back before landing on the bike. One more time she turned around at the end of the ally.

“Who the hell are you?” screamed the petrified man.

Lifting off her helmet she let her hair swing free. In a collective manner she replied “Jinx” she paused “and I thought I told you to piss off!” The man scarpered the moment she’d finished. She slowly rode down the street, pulling her sword from the bleeding corpse and sheathing it. The old man was starting to rise and put out his hand to be lifted up.

“Sorry” she said “I don’t give hand outs” before she put her helmet back on and vanished into the allies mists.

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