thus far, untitled.
Posted in Stories on Feb 08, 2008 at 12:00 AM
Current mood: bored
ok this was an assignment i had to do for my creative writing class. i don't know if i liked the way it turned out. But oh well, i had fun writing it. i was listening to some intensely scary music while i was writing it. yea it was pretty weird how well it fit with the story. it's called 'A Heart Attack' from the live action film of Death Note. You should listen.... i would upload it but i don't have it. Please tell me what u think!
The room was silent; the only sound that was heard was the beating of wind against the glass windows. They shook violently, threatening to break. The room was furnished with the normal commodities, a bed, a desk complete with reading lamp, chair and books strewn across it, a bookshelf crammed full of them, a nightstand with a lamp and a chair in the corner. Everything was still, no sign of any life in the room that is until a figure on the bed moved. The dark figure pulled against something, arching their back and supporting the weight with their legs. What sounded like chains scraped against the metal headboard of the bed, followed by grunts and struggle. The figure fought against the chains ruffling the black silk sheets that lined the bed. They screamed, long and loud, the cry sounded like it belonged to a teenage girl, and it did. Lightning flashed, illuminating the room for a few brief seconds. In the corner of the room, sitting at the desk, was a boy. He had silver hair that was long and covered his stern blue eyes.
The girl tugged against the chains again. “Please! Let me go…. Please!” she cries, pulling again. She yelps and stops moving for a moment.
“If you struggle any more, you’ll only cut your hands off. That won’t help you either. If you lose your hands, we’ll simply chain your feet to the bed.” The boy informs her before leaving the room. The girl began to cry, hiding her face behind her long black hair. None of this would have happened if she had just listened to her Master.
Kira had been waiting for her Master, Seras, to return from a meeting. She paced nervously by the front door of the small shrine where they lived. The door swung open, catching her off guard. She swiveled her head to look at the intruder, clutching the broom she held so tight her knuckles began turning white. A tall man dressed in a skin tight black shirt and kaki military cargos that were tucked into his black knee-high army boots had entered. Kira sighed and bowed.
“Welcome home Master Seras.” She says relief in her voice.
He looks at her, a smile in his bright purple eyes, though there was no expression on his hardened face. He begins walking toward the kitchen. “What’s for dinner?” he demands before yawning.
“Curry and rice, Master.” She dutifully follows behind him, until they reach the kitchen.
Upon arrival, Seras sat in his chair and Kira scurried over to the rice cooker and plopped some into a bowl. She then added some curry noodles and chopsticks then placed it in front of him. He sighed and dug into the dish, then told Kira she could dish herself. When that was out of the way, she sat on the opposite end of the table, completely silent. Seras looked at her for a while, as if she had done something wrong. She was sitting in the right place, and had waited until Seras had given her permission to get her food, what had she done wrong? He shook his head as if dismissing some unwanted thought. She kept her eyes on her food remaining silent.
“Kira,” Seras began, looking at her once again.
“Yes, Master?” she replied looking up but not making eye contact.
“I’m going away for a while. You’re in charge of the house while I’m gone.” She nods. “And while I am away, I don’t want you to leave this house, understand? Not for anything.” She nods again, wondering where this was leading. “If you run out of things to cook, ring the bell and someone will come to assist you.”
She nods, yet again. “Master, may I ask why?”
He pauses for a while, eating more curry before he answers. “It’s complicated. Just don’t leave okay?”
“Okay.” She agrees with a smile.
He left the next morning. Two days after, there was a knock at the door. Kira waltzed over, humming a song, and swung the door open. A young man was standing at the door; he was tall and very well built, had silver hair and brilliant blue eyes. She gasped, he was gorgeous. His smile seemed to melt her. She blushed, realizing she had been staring at him.
“C-can I help you?” she finally asks the blush still on her face.
“Yes, I seem to be lost.” He comments with another sincere smile.
“Oh, just tell me what you’re looking for and maybe I’ll be able to help you find it.”
He laughs gently. “I’m in need of finding a way to your heart.”
She blushes and he extends his hand, asking her to come with him. She hesitated for a moment, looking back into the small house, recalling Seras’ orders. Finally she agreed, and followed him out. He led her away from the village and onto the desolate street outside the town. She was confused about their direction; he assured her that they were going to somewhere very special. They finally reached a large house, and entered. He led her into a room at the end of the hallway.
“What are we doing?” she asked as he pulled her in.
He pulled her close, breathing into her neck. Chills rocketed down her spine as his hands snaked around her waist. He had been moving her slowly closer to the bed, and finally he fell over her, pressing her to it. She was nervous, what was he going to do? He kissed down her jaw line and pulled her arms above her head, working his way down her neck. She was breathing heavily, afraid of where this could lead. Click. Shackles locked around her wrists, chaining her to the headboard. He stood, backing away from the bed a wicked smile on his face, making his eyes seem as if they flashed a crimson red. Her eyes widened as she pulled at the chains, testing them, not believing that she had been tricked. The sky outside the home began to be shrouded with grey clouds. Thunder rumbled across the sky, rain began to fall sopping the ground. She pulled again, pleading with her eyes, unable to find her voice.
The room was silent now; the only sound that was heard was the beating of wind against the glass windows. Everything was still, no sign of life. Kira pulled against the chains, arching her back and supporting the weight with her legs. The chains scraped against the metal headboard of the bed, followed by grunts and groans. She fought against the chains ruffling the black silk sheets that lined the bed. She screamed, long and loud. Lightning flashed, illuminating the room. In the corner, sitting at the desk, was the boy. His silver hair was covering his stern blue eyes.
Kira tugged against the chains again. “Please! Let me go…. Please!” she cries, pulling again. She yelps and stops moving for a moment, blood running down her wrists.
“If you struggle any more, you’ll only cut your hands off. That won’t help you either. If you lose your hands, we’ll simply chain your feet to the bed.” Then he leaves the room without another word.
As he left, she began to cry, hiding her face in her long black hair. “Master.” She whispers before falling silent.
The Beginning of the End story seg.
Posted in Stories on Jan 18, 2008 at 1:34 AM
Current mood: tired
The Koi fish nodded then dove down into the water and disappeared in the depths. Kuhn snarls a deep menacing noise and turns to attack Tamaki. She growls, her back stiff, and watches Tamaki’s movements. When she’d move to the left, Kuhn snarled and leaned left. The same happened when she attempted to move right. Tamaki stepped back cautiously and the large green dragon made a mechanical noise and leaned back on its hind legs. It raised one arm to strike but stopped immediately, and fell on its face, resulting in a crater. The chakra surrounding Kuhn disappeared and only she lie in the massive hole. Kunai knives and shurriken were lodged into her back, but the attacker was nowhere to be seen. Sasuke runs to the edge of the crater and looks inside. Kuhn had pulled herself to her knees, panting heavily.
Ok that's a segment from my newest story, The Beginning of the End, i need to know what you think. I'm totally open for criticism. It helps me improve. Maybe if enough people like it, i'll post the whole thing. It's still a work in progress but still, i'll post as it comes. Please and thank you!!
