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Purity
Feb 18, 2005 16:25:57 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Feb 18, 2005 16:25:57 GMT -5
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Feb 18, 2005 16:28:09 GMT -5
Post by blastoff on Feb 18, 2005 16:28:09 GMT -5
The Cut ? I remember Xicer's story, but I don't remember you mentioning anything like that.....
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Feb 18, 2005 16:30:48 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Feb 18, 2005 16:30:48 GMT -5
This is just a quick sample I typed up so you all know what's in store later on in the story... Michael McLaffin stood at the edge of the very top of the middle school building. Millions and millions of huge creatures with tusks sticking out of their mouths and razor sharp teeth surrounded him. He looked down once more then for what seemed like hours he suddenly jumped off with the creatures right behind him jumping off as well. Nearly 300 feet in the air now and heading straight down he landed on his feet crushing the gravel with such force that it flew back up into the air and hit the creatures. Four cop cars surrounded the parking lot and a group of officers emerged from the cars with their guns in hand. "Freeze! Kid! We don't want to hurt you!" Michael stood straight up now and slightly tilted his head. "Do it." He demanded. "What? Is this kid nuts?" one officer asked. "I said do it!" Michael screamed then leaped toward the group of officers. An enormous amount of bullets were fired. Time began to slow down somehow and Michael was able to dodge the bullets easily. One struck him on the arm but he pulled it out as fast as possible just as it was making its way through his skin. The sound of more gun chambers clicking was heard very clearly. He did have very good senses now and had gotten used to being blind. Michael's hearing ability had been increased greatly to make-up for his temporary blindness. Bullets were coming from every direction now, faster and faster. He swung his arm out as hard as he could. All the bullets were knocked away including the officers firing them. Everything returned to normal again. The creatures were just now getting back up from the gravel attack. They snorted and coughed very loudly. One of them grabbed a pole from out of the ground and came running towards Michael with it. He could hear the monsters footsteps getting closer as if a bell was being ringed. He quickly ducked as the pole was swung at him and then shot his leg out, tripping the creature to the ground then bringing his leg into the air and back down cracking its neck. They all paused and just stared for a moment. "We Quindores aren't supposed to be outmatched by a mere HUMAN! He must be playing tricks on us! This cannot-!" the leader of the pack screamed but was cut off by Michael's harsh voice. "Why don't you stop chasing me and give up? I'm sure all your soldiers would appreciate you letting them live..." There was silence after this and they all turned and began to walk away except for the leader. He grabbed for his pocket knife and threw it as hard as he could. The blade's whistling through the air hurt Michael's ears and instead of dodging the sound he covered his ears. The blade stuck through his shoulder and he let out a gasp.
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Feb 18, 2005 16:34:07 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Feb 18, 2005 16:34:07 GMT -5
Now, I'll start from the beginning...Please note that some parts in the story are extremely aggresive and may not be suitable for children under the ages of 13... Purity Chapter 1: My Life Michael McLaffin turned just in time to see a fist coming toward him. The new huge boy in the school, Russ, turned out to be a bully after all. Pain shot through his jaw as the extremely large boy slammed his fist as hard as he could. Michael fell backwards onto the ground dropping his books. “Give me your lunch money, wimp.” He yelled. Nobody else was in the hallway during this time so they couldn’t stop it. Michael was so frightened he took the money from his pocket immediately and tossed it onto the ground and began to crawl away holding his face. Russ grabbed the money then ran off murmuring, “What a loser.” Michael got to his feet as soon as Russ disappeared and picked up his books. A small frown appeared on his face as he began walking to class. He had always been such a strange boy. Once, when he was only 6 years old he had jumped on top of a car he had been placed on and unsupervised. He jumped off and hit his head on a big tire rim lying on the ground. Large amounts of blood had spilled from his forehead but he hadn’t cried. He just got up and acted as though nothing ever happened. His parents feared he may have a disease of some sort where a child doesn’t feel pain but it wasn’t that at all. He was just tough, that’s all, But very afraid of almost anything. A shout from behind Michael caught his attention and he spun around. It was Mr. Martinez, his Science teacher. “Mister McLaffin, what are you doing wandering these halls at this time of the afternoon when you should be in class?” Michael scratched his head. “Well, Mr. Martinez, you know the new kid, Russ Harris, he-“ Mr. Martinez cut him off. “Oh don’t give me anymore lies about kids picking on you, because that won’t work on me again. First it was that poor kid Billy Wen, now you’re trying to blame it on a new kid?” Billy Wen was a menace, he had always beat up on Michael every chance he got and the teachers felt sorry for him because his parents were poor. “But Mr. Martinez, I-“ “Just go to class before I have to write you up.” Mr. Martinez walked away combing his thick straw hair. “Damn…” Michael whispered to himself. The rest of the day nothing really happened. Nobody picked on him and none of the teachers tried to get him in trouble. It wasn’t until he got home that more bad news came. “Mikey…this is the best for me and your father,” his mother said as she began packing her suitcase. Michael kept his eyes away from her and didn’t say a word. She walked over to him. “Oh honey, I’m so sorry, things just aren’t going good with us, that’s all.” Michael suddenly became angry. He ran over to the lamp lying on the bed table in his mother’s bedroom and knocked it over. His mother ran into the room. “What is wrong with you!!!” she yelled. “Get the hell out of here right now you little bastard and don’t come back! You’re trouble! That’s all, you’re just like you’re sorry ass good for nothing father!!” What he had just heard made his heart sink. Michael ran out of the room and walked out the living room door slamming it as hard as he could. He heard his mother screaming as he began running down the street. Tears rolled down his eyes. Michael thought about what a horrible life he had. “I can’t take this anymore…” he sobbed. He began walking very slowly down his street now. It was beginning to get dark. He stopped and looked into the sky. “Why are you doing this to me god? Why can’t I just die!!!” A gang of teenagers passed by just as he said this and stopped. They turned and looked at him. “Hey, kid.” The leader said. Michael went to turn and was met by a gun to his head. “Give me your money!!” the tall boy wearing the bandanna yelled. “I…I don’t…have any money…it was already stolen.” “I said give it here! Now!” the boy yelled again and punched him in the stomach. Michael stepped backwards slightly and held his stomach for a second. “Give me your money kid or else I’ll put a dance withing bullet in your head!!! Do you want that!!” “DO IT!” The others shouted. The boy suddenly pulled the trigger but it only made a clicking sound. They all exploded in laughter. “It’s not loaded kid.” The leader said. He put it to Michael’s head again and pulled the trigger over and over. More laughter. One boy with an afro stepped out and said to the leader, “Come on Roach, stop playing with that thing.” “Why? It’s not loaded. Look.” The boy put the gun to Michael’s head once again and pulled the trigger. Pain suddenly shot through Michael’s head. It had all happened so fast he wasn’t sure if it was real or not. The pain in his head was intense and he last thing he heard was kids screaming and cursing. “What the dance with did you do Roach!” “I…I…I swear, it wasn’t loaded.” “Let’s get out of here!” Everything suddenly went black.
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Feb 18, 2005 16:34:59 GMT -5
Post by blastoff on Feb 18, 2005 16:34:59 GMT -5
Sounds cool. I've yet to read Chapter 1, but the introduction is cool
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Feb 18, 2005 16:36:33 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Feb 18, 2005 16:36:33 GMT -5
Chapter 2: Remembering
Michael opened his eyes. They burned. His head felt awful. "What...what happened?" he murmured. It was raining now. He was still on the street. Michael tried to stand up but the pain was too great and he stammered to stay up. Once he caught his balance he noticed a large puddle of blood on the ground. Everything began to come back to him. The fight with his mom. The gang of kids. The gun. Why aren't I dead? he thought to himself. That close a shot to the head would have killed any nomal person instantly. Yet he was still alive. "I can't believe this." Michael began walking down the street, rain pouring down on him. He brought his hand to the side of his head and felt where he had been shot. Dry blood, big globs of it. A man suddenly appeared out of nowhere in a hooded jacket. "Hello Michael," he said in a deep dark yet friendly voice. Lightning struck the sky at the tone of his voice. Michael was startled and jumped back. The man came closer. "You're not afraid of me, are you?" he asked. Michael shook his head. "There's no need to be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you. That would actually be impossible." The man took a step forward again. "How-how do you know my name?" Michael stuttered. "Oh I know more than just your name. I've been watching you ever since you were born." The man looked at the side of Michael's head noticing the huge hole. "I see you're surviving." Michael touched his head once more. "Why...why am I still alive?" he asked. The man turned away and began walking towards a parked car. He bent down and put his hands underneath it. The car slowly began to rise. Michael couldn't believe what he was seeing. "What are you doing!" The man lifted the car high above his head. "Catch." he said. For a moment it felt like fire was burning through his veins. Michael's eyes bulged as the man threw the car at him with such speed it defied the human eye. Michael closed his eyes and let out a scream as the car landed on top of him. After a few moments he noticed that there was no pain. No pain at all. The car was definitely on top of him. He could feel its weight pushing him into the ground. Very slowly he pushed his hands upwards moving the car off of him. "What's...going on." The hooded man let out a laugh. "That's normal." Michael was still so confused. He lifted the car above his head then eased it back onto the ground. "How did I do that?" he asked the man. "You can call me Scarth." The man replied. Scarth. Why did that name sound so familiar. "And, to answer your question," he continued, "you were able to get hit by a car being slammed directly into you at nearly one hundred miles an hour and simply lift it off of you like it was nothing because...well," Scarth scratched his chin for a moment. "Because you're extraordinary," he finally said. It still wasn't making any since at all. "You mean I'm like a mutant?" Michael asked. "No. You're an Immortal." The words excited him. "Immortal? You mean I can't die?" "Yes." "But...why? How did I get these powers?" "You're purity." The man turned and began to walk away. "Follow me if you want to learn more about your kind..." he murmured softly.
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Feb 18, 2005 16:42:43 GMT -5
Post by blastoff on Feb 18, 2005 16:42:43 GMT -5
Read both chapters.........
I like it ;D
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Feb 18, 2005 16:44:42 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Feb 18, 2005 16:44:42 GMT -5
It's kick ass isn't it? ;D I'll go write next chapter now...
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Feb 18, 2005 17:42:56 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Feb 18, 2005 17:42:56 GMT -5
Chapter 3: Training
Scarth had brought Michael back to some sort of hideout. It was very dark and only small glowing sticks barely lit up the room. It appeared to be completely empty. "What is this place?" Michael asked. Scarth turned around and folded his arms. "I can sense fear in you Michael, I told you not to be afraid." Michael hesitated for a moment. "I can't help it Scarth, all this stuff you're throwing down on me is quite unbelieveable..." "I can understand this Michael but there isn't much time for me to explain everything." Michael stared around once again. "What did you bring me here for?" "Training." Scarth replied quickly. "Training?" Michael asked, "training for what?" Scarth pointed upwards and smiled. "Them." Michael looked up and nearly fainted. Hundreds of red over-sized lizards covered with what looked like ancient markings stared back down at them. Scarth took off his hooded jacket revealing a very strange body. His skin was pale white and he too had the ancient markings on his back and chest and arms. Golden earrings with diamonds were in his ears. A ruby red necklace dangled from his neck as he began walking forward. "As you continue your journey," he began, "these 'creatures' will hunt you day and night." One of the creatures suddenly flopped down onto the floor creating a big crack in the hard cement ground. Michael fell down as the floor vibrated. Scarth walked up to it and grappled the creature in a neckhold with one hand. It squealed and tried to break loose. "These, however," Scarth said while still holding the creature in the neckhold, "Are quite easy to defeat." He let go of the creature and it backed away holding its throat then jumped toward Scarth. It seemed like time began to slow as the creature approached. Then, as it went back to normal, Scarth's hand shot backwards knocking the creature through a wall. "Now, you try." He said. Michael couldn't believe what he was seeing. He slowly stood up keeping his eyes on Scarth. "They can't hurt you if you don't let them." Another creature came down from the sky as a strange gospel music began playing "That's why they're called devil's angels." Scarth winked to Michael then turned around, jumped as high into the air as he could, and came down fast on the creatures back totally crushing its spine and splattering blood everywhere. The music stopped. This was all becoming very strange now. Three more came down from the ceiling and surrounded Michael. "Let's see what this one's got." one of them said. All three of them jumped on top of him and began chewing through his flesh with their razor sharp teeth. Blood squirted everywhere. Pain throbbed through Michael's body again. He looked down and saw that his ribcage had been torn all the way through revealing his guts and intestines. More pain. He couldn't handle it. "GHAAAHH!!!!" He shouted. Just as one of the creatures took another snap at him, Michael slammed his fist as hard as he could. It went down the creatures throat. He paused for a moment not able to believe what he had just done. "Rip it out of him," Scarth said smiling. Remembering what the creatures had just done to him, he was filled with rage once again and the same pain as before. He shoved his hand deeper down inside the creatures throat and grabbed something soft and pounding. It's heart. Understanding what Michael was about to do, the creature struggled to get away and began clawing his chest. With such force it was unbelievable, he ripped its heart out of it and knocked its head off in the process. The heart pounded in his hand. Faster and faster. "Kill it before it kills you," Scarth said quickly. "Wha-?" Before Michael could reply the heart exploded and knocked him back with great force sending him crashing through three buildings.
I'm not done with this chapter yet, but, I've got to go so I'll write it later.
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Feb 18, 2005 18:37:36 GMT -5
Post by Gogetenks on Feb 18, 2005 18:37:36 GMT -5
Dude! thats really good! Can I use it for my English class?
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Feb 18, 2005 18:44:19 GMT -5
Post by Gogetenks on Feb 18, 2005 18:44:19 GMT -5
HOLY FU*KING SH*T! These stories are good, way beeter than any I've read. You should be an author, I think I'll read your stories instead of books no.
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Feb 18, 2005 21:27:52 GMT -5
Post by Sanji on Feb 18, 2005 21:27:52 GMT -5
BRAVO!!!! That's one kick-ass story if i've ever heard one! PLEASE CONTINUE NOW!!!
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Feb 19, 2005 0:46:09 GMT -5
Post by Vegitenks on Feb 19, 2005 0:46:09 GMT -5
Woah...you guys like it that much?
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Feb 19, 2005 13:25:14 GMT -5
Post by blastoff on Feb 19, 2005 13:25:14 GMT -5
Yep ;D
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Feb 19, 2005 19:13:12 GMT -5
Post by Gogetenks on Feb 19, 2005 19:13:12 GMT -5
Woah...you guys like it that much? I love those stories! I want more ! Gimme more! More! EDIT: Dude you need to go on MSN more often, and whats with the hacker thing?
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