Thursday, November 3, 2005

   beginning
ok, here is the beginning of one of my stories. This is all I have so far. I have written some poems too, if anyone wants to read them...here goes!

Ch. 1


Khrys stared at the raised dais at the end of the hall. Seven stern looking adults sat in chairs on the decorated platform. Each chair was different, ranging from plain and stark to comfortable to throne-like, depending on the personality of the person sitting in it. Six of the adults were men. The one sitting in the middle on a tall wooden chair with carvings of griffins on it was a woman and obviously the leader. Khrys gulped nervously. She had been trying to go to sleep one night and was staring at a star. The starlight grew brighter and brighter until she couldn’t see anything other than the light. Then she had a strange feeling of disorientation. When the light faded a few moments later, she was in an unfamiliar room. It was stark and white. A man she had never seen before walked up to her and said, “Welcome, young one, to the headquarters of the organization called Crisis. You have been chosen to train as a warrior of Crisis.” He went on to explain how the organization sought out people who had power in them and brought them to the headquarters to be trained when they were of the right age.
That was a few days ago. Now she was in front of the High Council of Crisis to be tested and find out how she would train for the next few years. Khrys eyed the woman in the middle chair warily. The woman had an almost visible aura of power. Her dark brown hair had silvery edges and was tightly pulled back in a braid. Her eyes were a strange color, a blue-gray around the edge and a light brown, almost yellow, in the center. They possessed hidden depths and a spark smoldered within them. She was tall and muscularly slender. She radiated confidence and majesty.
“So,” said a man to the left of the center. He had graying hair and a rugged look about his person. Khrys tore her eyes away from the woman and looked at the man speaking. “We have found another girl with so much potential that we, the High Council, have to test her.”
“That’s what, the fifth this week?” said a blond man at the far right end of the dais. His eyes were bright blue and he was very handsome.
“Enough of this chit-chat! Are we here to talk or test this girl?” the woman spoke. Her voice was dark and beautiful while at the same time being commanding, harsh and cold. Khrys wondered how anyone’s voice could have such different tones in it at once, but she loved it even while being scared of it. The spark in the woman’s eyes suddenly burst into flame. Khrys felt a strange awareness enter her mind. It felt of a raging fire that nothing could put out and a freezing cold that nothing could warm or dispel. It fit the woman perfectly. Other awarenesses entered, but they were less powerful than the first. Khrys gasped as a feeling almost like pain, but much more exhilarating rose from within her, strong enough to overwhelm the other consciousnesses if it hadn’t stopped suddenly. Khrys found herself lying on the floor, panting. The men on the dais looked haggard. The woman looked satisfied for some strange reason, but the expression was covered by a calm mask so quickly that Khrys wasn’t sure if she had actually seen it.
“This is quite unexpected. I shall have to teach her myself,” the woman said. The others stared incredulously at her. “The last girl was sent to the only person stronger than me that I trust to teach her, and this girl’s abilities match my own more closely,” she snapped at the men. She then turned to Khrys and her expression lightened into something almost like a smile. “My name is Trista. From this day, until you are ready to join Crisis as a fully-fledged warrior, I will be your teacher. Come with me.” Trista got up and stepped off the dais, nodded curtly to the men and led Khrys out of the hall. She strode through many different corridors and rooms that were strange and wondrous to Khrys’s eyes. Khrys stared at all of them, for they held odd and powerful-looking objects along with wondrous works of art that drew the eye. Others held even stranger things, such as one room that seemed to be in deep space and one that looked like the ocean floor. These were apparently holograms since Trista led Khrys through them like all of the others and nothing untoward happened.


what do you think?
~Khrys

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