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| Supernatural Dream; By Shuhn | |
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| Shuhn | Aug 29 2010, 02:17 AM Post #1 |
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Spoiler: click to toggle READ THATFIRST^^^ bare with me, my laptop's quottion marks seem to come out as those weird characters I wasn't one to believe in the supernatural, or unnatural for that matter, that all changed the day my supernatural dream came true. It was the last day of my 3rd year of high school, this means that I wore something that others looked at with a puzzled look. A black short sleeved hoodie with white outlining, and the shirt that Squall wears in dissidia. The hood was lined with fur as well. I was wearing black pants that you see on like dragon ball Z, only my boots were like that of Organization XIII from kingdom hearts(also outlined in white.) My hair was how I wanted it: shoulder length in a ponytail, straight, with some hanging out on the right side of my face. Lastly I'd gotten rid of all my unwanted fat through working out all that year. Jewelry wise, I was wearing my beloved griever chain over my shirt, and my Aquarius necklace under it. My same white bead necklace around my wrist with my black lebron band. And a silver sphere earring, in my right ear. “So what're you gonna do this summer?” My friend Will asked while we were on our way to the bus. “I'm not psychic, nor do I ever have enough say in what I get to do because I can't get around myself.” I said with my normal straight but non-offensive face. “Man, try and cheer up over the summer, you're like this all the time.” “That's what my philosophy does to a person. And I’m not sad or down; I just... don't care.” “You care about stuff and you know it.” “Part 2 of alomism: do your best to defy (negative) human nature.” “Caring is negative?” “Part 3 of alomism: understand the controversy of the explaining of alomism and find the exact meaning. You're not cut out for alomism, Will. And you wouldn't wanna be.” “Whatever, so when we hangin again?” “Up to me as usual.” I thought. “I'll let you guys know.” After that it was off to the bus, a few goodbyes here, some hugs, you know the story. That's when it happened. I was on the bus, got a seat in front of my best friend Trevon and next to Mark. Mark was also my friend, though he'd graduated and was looking at college stuff. Outside my bus was where the magic was happening though. An old man with white hair in a black cloak, all you could see were these pink knife-like things coming from his sleeves, and his face, which also housed a white beard going down to his chest area. The pink knives retracted from his right sleeve, and he asked a boy, “Where's Reggie Ford?” The boy's reply: “Nigga you betta get out my face. Comin ova heah talkin bout some 'Where's Reggie Ford?' (he mimicked his accent in that bad way people do when annoyed) Damn man I’m tryin da set up some pussy!” The old man just looked down, then picked the boy up by the collar, and shot a knife-thing out of his sleeve almost instantly and stopped it at his nose. “I SAID: WHERE'S REGGIE FORD?” It's funny, the worst I thought that could be happening would be that i'm in trouble or something, but it was far worse. This 'shot heard round the buss loop' was just that: I heard it, all the students looking for their bus heard it, and my bus heard it. Outside was panic, but inside my bus was complete silence. Everyone stared at me, I got up, without a word and got off the bus. “I can tell you where he is.” I yelled to the old man. He threw the boy against a bus and walked over to me. “Where?” He demanded. He'll be behind you in a second.” He quickly turned around, at which point I proceeded to shoulder rush him, to no avail; I felt like I hit a thick metal door and fell to the ground. “Very funny. You're just as he described you to be.” He picked me up in the same manor as he did that rude guy, only he left his other arm by his side an five knives shot from it this time. He pointed them at me to where I could see that they were his nails. “Any last words?” He asked. I didn't know why he was about to kill me or who he was, but in all honesty, it was like the coolest way to die besides old age, and I didn't mind being put to rest. “Usually I'd ask why, but they say don't look a gift horse in it's mouth, so just... go ahead.” I closed my eyes and waited for my rapidly beating heart to stop completely. I heard somewhat of a slashing noise, but I didn't feel anything, then my feet hit the ground. I opened my eyes to a retreated old man, and a revolver gunblade stabbed into the ground in front of me as if it had descended from the heavens. “There's no doubt; this is the best day I've ever had.” “Gonna go down fighting then? Fine! This victory will be that much more glorious.” He went back down to one knife per sleeve, as if acting as swords. He charged at me so I picked up the revolver and braced myself. I'd never been in a sword fight let alone with the revolver, so I was wondering how I was going to make it further. |
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| Shuhn | Oct 1 2010, 03:18 AM Post #2 |
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He came at me with his top half turned to the right, one blade held up, arm fully extended facing backward. The other blade was placed across his chest. I tooka swing at him but he deflected it with his left arm then proceeded to assault me with his other arm. I suprised myself and thought rather quickly: I deduced that the revolver was heavy and used the momentum from his deflection and it's weight to spin around and swing again, this time though not as easily deflected. He noticed and switched to defense. He flipped his arm down and turned his body to the left and flipped his arm facing down. I broke his blade because i accidentely hit the trigger. "What? You shouldn't know hwo to use that blade! This was supposed ot be easy pickins." I don't why but i felt the need to say "Well... maybe you just suck." and snickered. this was indeed a bad idea, for he then morphed his blade into a rope like thing and binded me (though i held on to the revolver) then he extended the height of my bus's wheels to death-dropping heights, and dragged me atop it then released me. "We shall duel for your life, boy." "Wouldn't that be our lives?" "Hah as if you'd defeat me." He said so smug then lifted his sleeves and started shooting crystal-things at me. I wasn't agile enogh to dodge very well or strng enough to stand a deflect so i tried my best to evade. He hit me but no skin contact. The people on my bus were panicing, I had to do something. He shot out one blade and charged me after shooting many crystals in the air. Thsi wasn't my forte at all but i did y best to survive. I stayed defensive evading the crystals and hsi attacks with a block here and there. I ducked under a horizontal swing and tripped him thenproceeded to jump up and impale him but he shot crystals at me while in mid air. I thought for sure i was dead but then another miricale: I whiped my left hand out and the crystals dispursed from my path. Astounded i forgot about my attack and he slashed me into the air and shot many crystals at me but they passed me i spun around, they were all heading toward me froma wide range of angles i used what i knew of this control over wind i had to throw myself down to the bus' roof but he kicked me and i grabbed onto the window from which i could see my near tromoized busmates. the cryastals were still chasing me so i threw the revolver up covered in wind hoping it'd dispell all the crystals still holding on to the window with one hand. I got most but not all. I was hit in the shouldrs right arm left leg. Strength fading my friends from the bus caught by slipping hand and held me up. "Am I... finished?" i thought as the feeling of my body crept away, loosing my grip on the window. Edited by Shuhn, Oct 1 2010, 03:19 AM.
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| Shuhn | Oct 7 2010, 02:05 AM Post #3 |
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The revolver fell and jutted through the top of the bus while i hang near lifeless on the window. "What now?" I thought to myself, feeling like giving up. With all i could i reached up to the revolver and pulled myself up to the top of the bus and lie there on my back. "Can't handle the poison aye? Hmph, you put up a decent fight i guess." He aimed his sleeve down at me. "Goodbye then." He shot the blade out, but i wasn't out of it yet, i didn't need to feel to know how to move so i rolled back, revolver in hand and then rushed at him. He couldn't escape because his blade was lodged into the bus where i lie previously. I cleaved him across the front with it and knocked him to the right off the bus. Thats when he used his tentacle things and grabbed my left arm to drag me down with him. The revolver wasn't cutting it. So i thrusted the revolver into the old man's chest hoping he'd die and the hold would release me. He did not. Instead, my revolver dispelled into glass shard looking things and he began to float there in midair as if standing on it. "Congratulations." I heard him say as i sat there suspended by my left wrist. "O-On?" He raised his right sleeve and pointed it toward me. "All will be revealed..." he shot out a blanket sort of thing that covered me completely to the point where i saw nothing and heard him finish his statement. "In time..." |
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| Shuhn | Oct 20 2010, 02:04 AM Post #4 |
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Then i awoke to my friend tugging on my shoulder because it was my stop on the bus. "Huh? But i was... Huh?" I thought all the way up to my room. There was no way it was a dream, but i couldn't disprove it being a dream to myself. I needed evidence. I felt fatigue but that didn't explain much because i always do after waking up. I thought back to the fight which i could remember vividly (which was unusual in it's own because i usually can't remember a dream vividly). "Scars!" I yelled with asnap, so i took off my shirt and sure enough i had scars from everywhere i was hit in battle. Weirdly there was a wound on my left wrist in the shape of a bite mark, and i felt like i had my blood sucked. But wha was missing was taht revolver. where could that've gone? The weirdnes continued. My phone rang in my pocket, i unlocked it to see the girl of my dreams talking to me. We'd already been friends, but she never started a conversation with me. But by this point i had no trouble talking to her. She doesn't like me that way but i can't stop myself from liking her. But mid text i got a message from the number '728467' it was weird because phone numbers were 10 numbers long. I checked it and it said: "The events that have and will occur are very real. If you survive long enough you will learn more about what you really are and what your fate is." I clicked reply in hopes that if i sent a message asking who it was they'd eb curtious enough to reply back. But it only sent me back to my inbox where the messsage ceased to appear. ------------------------------------------------The first day of junior/senior year------------------------------------------------ That summer was only the beginning. I remembered the text, "I haven't been told a thing but I've been fighting all summer. I can use my powers over the wind and i've even got some kind of affinity with fire. But i've yet to see the revolver again. This blows." "Oh really?" Said the old man whom I was locked into combat with first standing with one foot on the wall arms crossed. "You now possess the basic fighting skills, and quickly learned them might i add. But we're not sure you can handle your fated task. Give it time." He got up and walked around the corner. Then i felt myself be shaken. "Reggie?" "Huh? Oh hi Asher." Then he hugged me, but we're cool like that. "Haha you blanked out there for a second." "Yeah... I gotta go. Cyaround!" I yelled as i turned the corner only to run into her and not see the old man. "I've been looking all over for you." Then alot of things rushed in at once and i just fainted. In the nurses office I lay somewhat comatose but i felt concious. I sat upp to speak to the urse but in her chair turned around out of view the voice of the old man started to speak. [If anyone cares enough about this story to want to know what happened over the summer just say so and i'll add it later unless you really wanna know in which case i'll pu tit in before going on.] Edited by Shuhn, Oct 20 2010, 02:05 AM.
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