Friday, April 27, 2007

Devil's Curse Rewrite
I am currently rewritting A Devil's Curse so here is what I got so far!
Chapter 1 - Tears
Her hands typed hastly at the computer. Her pink dyed hair swinging infront of her blue hues. Three others stood near by. One with long black locks of hair that fell to her knees. Another with pure white hair that was cut in an odd way. Two long bangs hanging to her waist while the rest was cut short and pointed in neat spikes. The last was an odd looking girl with icy blue eyes and hair that looked like a mash between a mohawk and straight hair. Three spikes topped her head and the rest layed upon her shoulders. Her hair was split into two colors. Gray and Black.
"I love this new gun you made me Yuki!" The black haired girl said aiming the gun in many directions. "It looks more up to date than the old one."
"Glad you like it Gun." The boy named Yuki said coming into view from behind a chair. His brown shaggy hair dancing around his hearted shaped face. He slowly walked over to the snow white haired girl dragging his feet as he clumsily made his way over to her with a huge sword he drug behind him. "Here Edge, this is for you! I just finnished it."
The tanned girl with white hair named Edge picked up the sword with ease in one hand. "Thanks." Was all she had to say. She swung the sword in every angle and direction possible.
"I feel so weak when I'm around you guys." Yuki said wipping the sweat from his forehead. "That sword was heavy."
The icy eyed girl walked over to stand beside Edge, "Is everything ok?"
"What do you mean?" Edge questioned.
"Meaning is something wrong with him?" The girl hinted her head toward the side.
In the corner of the room a boy stood by himself. He looked disgruntled as he muttered something to himself. His ocean blue eyes would shift toward them now and then. Pushing all his hatred into his gaze trying to get the point across that he was agitated.
"I don't know Alex. He's been acting flaky all week." Edge said pushing the snow hair away from her face just to have it fall in the same place.
"Done!" Screamed the pink haired girl with a little to much enthusiasm. Her eyes gleamed with delight. "I finally have all our improvements and faults written down. For now of Course."
"That's great Riku. How are we doing?" Gun asked sliding her gun into her holster.
Riku looked down at her computer inspecting all she had recorded. She began to hum to herself then finally spoke. "Well, Edge for starters, has the best status right now. Your sword aim and gun handling is very well, but when it comes to not wasting bullets and over kill you don't do well. You seem to waste all your bullets when killing something that is already dead. Try to work on that. The bullets Yuki makes for you are very," Riku stopped to think, "special.
"Next is Gun. You are the closest to your sister Edge. The only thing is your gun handling. You seem to get carried away and miss your target a lot. Now for Alex. Not much is to be said. You are at average. Team up with Kyle sometime and both of you can work together on improving.
"OK, now for Kyle. Well-you can't aim. Sorry. Your gun handling and sword handling are both off."
The boy in the corner lifted his head at the mention of his name. His blue eyes fell toward the floor in shame. How could he do so poorly?
"If you guys want I could set up the training equipment." Yuki said with a drained face.
"No you need to get some rest. You look beat." Alex said with a grin.
Edge, Gun, and Alex all walked over to the beaten up couch. They flopped down with looks of relief on their face. It was only two in the afternoon and they had already worn theirselves out. Exercising wore out Alex and Edge while it energized Gun. She was so strong. She had endurance. Unlike her friend Alex and her sister Edge. They were more into standing in place and working on aiming. That was more of their thing.
Alex looked around the room until her eyes fell upon Kyle in the corner of the room looking at the floor. His eyes were brimed with tears that would fall over the edge any moment. Alex had a pained expression. She felt pity for him. Was he upset because of how awful his aiming was? Or was it something else?
Kyle looked up to meet Alex's icy gaze. The tears now fell freely down his dusky cheeks. He turned his head away quickly hiding the tears that betray his emotions.
"Hey Edge?" Alex said turning toward her friend.
"Yeah? What is it?" Edge asked.
"Go hang with Kyle and talk to him OK?"
"Hm? Why?"
"Just trust me. Something is wrong. Find out OK?"
"OK, whatever you say." Edge picked herself up from the sofa and walked slowly toward Kyle. As Edge neared her heart fell as she heard the quiet sobs coming from his direction. "Kyle?"
"Go away!" Kyle yelled as he turned running out the door.
Everyone's heads turned toward their direction. Their expressions thrown. Gun was the first to stand up and walk over to Edge.
"What happened?" Gun's serious face covered her sympathy for her sister's heart-broken feeling.
"I-I don't know." Kyle's voice replayed in her mind over and over 'Go away!' Edge's heart ached.
"Go after him."
"Yeah!"
Edge grasped her massive sword and swung it to her back where a holder wrapped around her shoulder and chest. Next she twirled her guns around and shoved them into their holsters. She turned on her heel and ran out the door into the broad daylight.
Once outside she winced at the sudden change of light. Running down the alley that lead her to the main street she heard those wretched words repeating in her head. She thought of all the possible things to say to him, but none fit the situation. The first thing she would ask was 'What's wrong?'
The streets were crowded with business men in suits and women in expensive dresses. Edge stuck out like a soar thumb. Her hair was an unnatural color and her clothes did not fit in either. She wore a leather top that resembled a tanktop. It started at her chest and ended right after her chest. Revealing a lot of her skin. She did not wear pants, but what looked like the bottoms of a bikini. It was made of leather too. Belts were everywhere. On her arms and legs both.
Many people screamed and pushed themselves to the buildings to avoid her. Her guns and sword sparkled in the sun. Many tourists called nine one one. Maybe they considered it to be a tourist attack. Through all this chaos many stayed calm and walked along as if nothing was wrong. They must have lived there in New York for a long time and have known there was nothing to fear by her. They tried to calm the new comers and tourists by saying she was not going to hurt them. They must have known Edge and her gang quit well. They told them there was nothing to fear and that Edge was a hero, not an enemy. She ignored the screams and shouts and headed toward the one place that came to mind. The Park.

Chapter 2 - Bad News
Tears flowed down his cheeks as he gripped his torn up jeans. His fists so tight they slowly turned white. His head flew up as he sensed a presence behind him. Two tanned arms wrapped around his neck in a caring way. Kyle turned his head around to see Edge placing her cheek against his. Her warm cheek caused Kyle to shudder.
"Your cold." Edge said snuggling into the crook of his neck further.
Edge fell over the bench and onto Kyle's lap. She looked up with her manipulating crystal blue eyes. Her hands wrapped around his neck and he quickly wrapped his arms around her waist slamming his head against his shoulders.
Kyle broke out in tears. They flowed so freely it scared Edge. She hugged him tighter trying to understand. When his tears slowed Edge lifted her head and spoke softley. "I've been thinking."
"About?" Kyle said through hazy eyes.
"About what I'm going to ask."
"Did you figure it out yet?"
"No, not really."
"Then maybe you shouldn't ask."
"But I want to ask you what's wrong."
"If that's it. It's nothing yo-" Kyle stopped himself. What was he thinking? Telling her there is nothing to worry about. There was something.
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