Hello , i'm really sorry it's been taking so long to finish Shadow Ages , but since i'm the only person working on this project , I'm constantly hindered by school work , chores , and just today we got a new computer desk so we had to unplug everything and then put it back together. It's all done now , but I may get a little...sidetracked , occasionally :wink: , but here Shadow Ages is!

Warning : the subject matter is more subtle than previous chapters , however this is only among death toll. Sexual Innuendos , dirty jokes , or misuse of the word "fanny" may still occur. Please be ready , and if ur reading this at school , don't let your teacher read this.

Shadow Ages Chapter 3

We had been walking for what seemed to be a whole day , when it had really been only a few hours. I guess Michitoshi and I hadn't gone so far out of town in a while.
"Where are we even going?" asked Sara , impatiently.
"Idon't know," I replied , "Michitoshi , where are we on the map?"
"Let's see...the next town is about...2 miles that way." said Michitoshi , beaming at his work. It almost hurt to tell him the truth.
"Michitoshi , that leads straight across a chasm in the earth. This map is old...by God who knows what."
And so we continued walking. By the time we arrived in the small town of Jordan , it was already midday. We got to stay in a real house , this time , not in a hotel. Unpacking is such a boring and strenuous process , so I decided to ask some questions to Sara.
"How old are you , again?"
"17. How about you?"
"19. Turning 20 in about 2 months."
"That's good to hear," she said , cheerily , "as hard as it is , i'd much rather be here than going to school."
"You haven't finished your education , yet?" I asked , perplexed.
"I'm only 17 , after all. I don't see why I should've finished by now."
Now , the Shounin Education System is a little different than that which is outside our rulings. In our education system , students can be skipped a grade up earliar in the year , unlike the systems of Felron or Warano. Not bragging or anything , but I finished secondary education by the time I was 15...even if it was from Misura.
"Then...by law , do you have to enroll me at a local school?" asked Sara.
"I guess so."
"I was afraid you'd say that..."

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Finally I get to tell part of this story. ME! The kind of girl 50 year old men dream of talking to on an internet chatroom (which hasn't been invented yet...thank the lord). If this were an anime I would probably say something like "ogyou" , or "osuwari" every 5 seconds , but thankfully this isn't an anime yet! Even if it was , our producer wouldn't allow such a thing! And if you're wondering why I'm so hyper , blame Michitoshi cuz he put too much sugar in my tea ( :?I don't think he even knows how to make the stuff!).
As the day goes by at Lakeside Secondary Education Center (which , for the record is nowhere near a lake!), I think to myself : what are schools going to be like in the future. Then it makes me glad we have the uniforms we do. I never felt comfortable wearing a short skirt so I'm glad that the uniforms at these schools have long skirts!...at least for the girls. I'm not really an honour roll student , never have been , never will. The teachers are nice , but I think the students here have a hormone problem. You can barely go through a single hallway without seeing some saliva swapping or hearing some indescribable noise from the janitors closet (I always assume he's having a knife fight with a mop or something).
I have made friends with some other students rather quickly , and they are nice in comparison to the rest of the students. On a similar note , I may have to put a furnace on the back of my locker because for the 6 hours I have been at this school , I have recieved far too many love letters for me to feel like I am actually alone in a room. I didn't even dare to go to the bathroom for fear that someone will be watching me. I'm feeling tired , and I also have to walk home from school , so I'll put up this:

School Day: 1 of 142
Times sent to office: 0
times caught asleep: 2
number of weird sounds heard: 16
estimated number of students at school: 206 (seeing almost 2 at once each time makes it really easy to count!)
number of letters recieved: 23...and counting

Walking home was so tiring after such a long day. Even as I was walking with my new friends , I felt like my legs would shatter before I even saw our street. It's only now that I wish I had a cup of Michitoshi's tea...

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What can be more stressful than doing mercenary work? Doing chores at our residence whenever we're undercover! I cook , clean , so much to the point that I feel I would make a good housewife! I hate it! I make lunch for Sara , I make breakfast for the 3 of us , then at midday I make lunch for Michitoshi and myself , hen I clean the house before Sara get's back while Michitoshi "goes out for a few hours" , to do God knows what! Now I'm even starting to SOUND like a house wife!
Anyway , I was just starting on dinner when Sara lumbered through the door and collapsed on the couch face first. It was then I noticed the other 2 people who had followed her. They wore the same uniforms as her , so I assumed they were classmates of hers...I only hoped they weren't spending the night. I've had enough trouble sleeping as it is.They forced Sara up and immediately they began doing something that involved talking...I can only guess they were asking her questions because among the string of sentences I could only pluck out "where are you from" , "who's that guy over there" , "how long has he been here", and several other questions that I seemed both aroused and offended by. On and on they went , talking and talking , which made me think they must have a part in an opera or something , because normal people can't talk that long between breaths. I got tired of listening and decided to continue on dinner.
I was relieved half an hour later when the 2 girls left the house. I was then left tense when I was alone in the house with Sara , with nothing to talk about. I desperately searched the corners of my mind , thinking of something to talk about.
"So who's this , "Misura" , Michitoshi keeps talking about?"
"Well , uh..." this was a question I was hoping she wouldn't ask. There isn't much of a way to explain who she is without brining up her background , and in turn , my work for the Satanriks. So , I tried to look calm and just said "she was a girl I knew at school."
Suddenly , Sara became wide eyed , and there was an awkward silence , but she soon asked me to continue.
"Was she your classmate?"
"No , she was home schooled. She would always stand by the fence of her house to see me walk home from school , though."
Suspisciously , she began to look aggitated. I felt like stopping but she told me to go on.
"What did she look like?"
"Um...she was tall , looked a lot older than she was. She was 16 but she looked well over 23. Red hair , blue eyes , pale skin , she was almost scary."
Now Sara looked like she was calming down. I thought she was just going to keep talking but she just smiled at me and said "I'm going to bed , I've got school tomorrow."
I went to go get the newspaper. The headlines read "Unknown Arsonists Set Fire to Satanrik Moseleum". This was an old paper. That fire was started by Michitoshi and I three weeks ago. I felt like seeing what was actually going on in the world , so I stepped out of the house to go get the recent paper.

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As I was getting dressed for bed , the thought of what Miekyuu had told me about Misura was racing through my mind. I suppose it could be true , but I decided I would feel more comfortable if I had more insight. I stepped out wearing a baggy t-shirt and shorts (hey , it's warm out) , to see that Miekyuu wasn't in the house. I was getting tired , fast , so I decided to go to bed right away. As usual , I make sure the blinds are closed , for my own privacy.
I had trouble getting to sleep , what with the heat and all. I wasn't so much the heat that bothered me but the noise of the town. There must have been a festival or something going on. Thoughts of everything up till now flashed through my head , until it stopped on one particular thought. I put my hand up to my cheek , to find my face was warm , probably flushed red. I don't know if it was the heat...or my thoughts...

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I had gotten the newspaper I needed , and I had ran into Michitoshi on the way. The truth is , he had gone out to take care of something.
"So , Michitoshi...are the plans for tomorrow all set?"
"Yep. It's all done. They won't know what's goin' on."

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FIN
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I'm gonna ask again , if anyone would like to contribute to Shadow Ages (you have no idea how hard it is to do this , and I don't even have time to do illustrations yet!) , please drop me a line! Check my previous blog posts for my e-mail addresses.
Hope you like this chapter! The next one is supposed to be kinda funny , so if anyone has any joke ideas , please e-mail me , tell me , call me , anything!

Ciao. ~

Hello everyone (all 4 or so of you , lol) , I'm very sorry it's taken so long (school has cut into this thing bigtime) , but Chapter 2 is here!

Shadow Ages Chapter 2

The door swung open to reveal a Satanrik. He was dressed in standard issue plate mail , and a spear swung across his shoulder. I could see he was about to pull it out and skewer me , but I managed to pull out the knife I keep hidden under my left sleeve. I wonder if he survived. I had been dazed from the..."preceding situation" that I forgot that his heart is on the left side of his body.

"Brother , they're here." I told Michitoshi , who sprang from his bed and grabbed his bags from the closet.

"Um...who is here?" asked Sara.

"...It's better that you don't know."

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Meanwhile... >from Misura's point of view<

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"I'm sorry , Rikmastel , but I can't sign the permit's to have your daughter--"

"That's Leiutenant Misura Lucifer Rikmastel! S***head!" I always had to remind others of my rank. It didn't matter anymore that I was the 2nd born child of the founder of our empire , I was always looked down upon for being one of the youngest COs in the army.

"I'm sorry but until we get word from our Special Operative , we won't have an udate for the status of the case." even worse was Ufas , who always acted like he was a lawyer , not a head of security.

"Thats good , he should be coming back any minute now." I replied , with a smirk. I knew he would return with a mission failure status. If I knew Miekyuu like I did 2 years ago , he might even send his back in pieces in envelopes...

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It took only 5 minutes to pack our belongings. It was faster because Sara...didn't have very many belongings. So few that we had to give her some of our own.

When everything was set we raced down the hallway towards the emergency exit. Another soldier popped out of nowhere , but Michitoshi decapitated him quickly. The rest of the trip out of town was uneventful.

As Michitoshi went further up the road to scout ahead , I had some time to talk alone with Sara.

"What were you doing up here?" I asked.

"I was...looking for an old friend." she replied.

"Who?"

"Just...an old friend." she seemed aggitated so I decided to change the subject. She , however , started before I did.

"Didn't you spend some time at a Stanrik prison?"

"No , not really. It was a training camp."

"Is that why you hate the Satanriks?"

"...no...no , that's not why."

"But you do hate them?"

"Yes."

"I do , too." I was shocked when I heard those words. A 17 year old girl who knows next to nothing about our worlds history , including "Red Friday" which everyone else knows about , somehow has a reason to despise those fascist pigs?!

"When I was 6 , my mom died in an accident. My dad became really mean , and got mad easily. One day , a Satanrik spy came and took control over our city's government. My dad killed him and took back control , but for some reason he thought it was my fault that everything had happened and struck me across the head."

I could see the blood red tips of her golden hair.

 "The bleeding stopped eventually , but I could never really get the red out of my hair."

"So you let it grow out and then cut it?"

"Yah. It's almost done ," she seemed a lot cheerier than she was earliar , "by the way , what was your name?"

"Miekyuu. Miekyuu Takahashi."

"Oh my god!" she seemed surprised.

"Is it a big deal or something?"

"You're famous!"

"I am?" I don't even remember accomplishing anything news worthy in my life.

"You were one of the survivors from Red Friday , AND you escaped from a Satanrik Institution! Everyone in the free lands looks up to you!" I had no idea I had grown such an extravagant reputation , or that she actually knew something about history.

"I never thought I'd actually meet you in person , or that you were that Shounin I knew back in the Southern Grassland!" Now I even had a fan. What a day this was turning out to be.

"Um...thanks , I guess."

"Oh , I never properly introduced myself when I met you back South. My name is Saranhis Daodanskei. You however can just call me Sara."

"Hey , you two! Stop flirting , the coast is clear! Lets get moving." yelled Michitoshi.

And off we went , with the sunrise just minutes away , we set of into the unknown land that is Szolonia.

~Fin~

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Wow , writing this in the middle of a windstorm was really annoying! I couldn't even post this until this morning becuase the internet conncetion wass down. Anyway , I hope you enjoyed reading that more than my hands did typing it (omg they're in friggin magma!). Anyway , I'm still seeking possible help for this (the additions I want to make to this are a lot of work for one person) , so if you would like to help with Shadow Ages , drop me a line at one of my 2 email adresses , or add me to your MSN. My adress is on this profile , a bit down , on the right hand side. Thank you , and have a wonderful week!

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Sorry about the delay , but it's finally here!

I have some bad news , though. For some reason , the site I usually use to get images into my profile (imageshack.us) isn't working at the moment , so I won't be able to put in any illustrations. I hope Microsoft can solve this security flaw soon.

Well , enough with the negativity , on with the show!

Shadow Ages

Chapter 1

It was a pretty normal day. The sun beat down on everything as usual , the sound of hawks in the distance , it made we wonder why my brother had to tag along for this heist. Oh , in case I didn't mention , money is tight around the world since the end of the war , so we became mercenaries (in other words , "hired-goons") to make a profit.

"Hey , Miekyuu," he would continually ask me , "whatever happened to that Misura , or whatever her name was?" He would always tease me about her , even though he knows she was my squad mate back at the "Satanrik Institution for the Criminally Insane." I always had the feeling she didn't really like my method of "cut to the chase" during an assassination (not so much an assassination as a siege). Now that I think about it , my life has been going to s*** ever since then. I can barely remember Yashino's face , nor anything about Sara , or that person who knocked me out. I can hardly remember what I ate this morning! Oh well , now was not the time to worry about such miniscule reminiscence , our target was approaching.

"Alright! Stand back , I got this one!" Michitoshi yelled as his blade screeched through the air. I was just as amusing when we both realised he had misjudged his reach by about 2 feet. This was more unfortunate for me , however as the horsedrawn carriage had changed direction and was about to run me over! I had about gotten out of the way when a torrential pain ripped through my right arm , and I could feel blood on my face. After a minute or so to catch my breath , I saw Michitoshi had thrown his sword straight through both horses pulling our target. He had come very close to cutting off my head , he tells me.

"So , what do we do with the carriage?" He asked me.

"I don't know," I replied , "the employer was anonymous and didn't leave any details about what was going to be inside." It wasn't until those words left my mouth I saw the symbol of the Warano flag emblazoned on the carriage door. Michitoshi obviously didn't realise this as he had just proceeded to kick open the very door , pulling out what was not only the our target , but someone who would stay with us longer than we could have bargained for.

From our of the carriage came tumbling a girl. At first glance I thought I had mistaken her for Sara Daodanskei , the girl I had met back when I was a Shounin Keibi , but as fate would have it , this girl , was infact the heir to the throne of Warano , Sara. It had been 6 years so it wasn't surprising she looked different from when she was 11. In all my thinking I had realised I had been awkawardly staring at her for a few minutes.

"Miekyuu..." Michitoshi started.

"Yes , I know her , " I replied quickly , "Sara , this is my brother , Michitoshi." She looked bewildered at first , probably because I was speaking to her so casually after we hadn't seen eachother for 6 years , but she managed to speak a few words.

"Nice to meet you both...again."

"So , what do we do with her?" Michitoshi asked.

"I don't know," I replied , "but it's safest to take her back to town. I hear the Satanriks have patrols up here."

"Are you implying that we take a 17 year old girl back with us?! What will other people think?!?!"

"Michitoshi , what sick things go on in your head is a mystery to me , but not everyone back home is like that. I'm sure they won't even notice."

"Oh , by the way," Sara began , "my guardian told me to give this to you." She held out a ripped peice of parchment. I had no idea anyone still wrote on those.

"I"ll read this later , but for now we should get you to town and get you some clean clothes." I told her.

"Why would I need..." she stopped in mid-sentence , realising her blouse was near drenched in horse blood.

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After a long walk back to "the town with no name" , we past by a wandering trade stand which was selling clothes. Sara picked out a white t-shirt and a long black skirt , of which the end price came out to most of my day's earnings. After we came to our apartment , I left to go to the pub.

Despite what my brother thinks , I do not go to the pub to get wasted , but instead to get information on the outside world. Today , however , nothing new was happening , so I left early. I returned to our apartment to find Michitoshi reading in his room , and Sara eating ice cream while listening to the radio. I couldn't quite place why , but I felt somewhat aroused watching her. It may have been a natural attraction , but there was a knock on the door before I could think the matter through.

I opened the door and to my upmost horror , I saw...

 

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End Chapter

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Best wishes to shoushoishoiko and his new XBOX360 , and to anyone else who got some great gifts over the holidays.

Well , on to the meat of the story , the postponement of Shadow Ages was because our old computer was being replaced , and now its even better!

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Shadow Ages Prologue : Finale

     As I said my final goodbyes to Sara , I could smell something strange in the air , yet I couldn't quite tell what. It was only after her ship left the harbour that I realised what it was : gunpowder. Firearms weren't a very common type of weapon of the time , but they did exist. The putrid stench of the gunpowder was probably from the cannons spread sparcely across the wall. From the sound of it , the Satanriks had finally come. My sister , who was at the docks with me , handed me my sword , and I flew across the trail towards the main hall. In the event of a seige , all royal guards are to report to the king himself. I arrived to see several other guards who came before me , including my brother , who was arguing with a new recruit.

     "Why are we even here?! We should be out there! Helping out with the battle!" he exclaimed.

     "You want to disobey the lord? We wait here until he gives us our orders!" retorted my brother , Michitoshi , possibly unaware that the king was in his throne , not 3 feet infront of him.

     "That's bull***! If we are to defend this city we must kill those who would desire to bring it down!"

     "That's enough!" yelled the king , his bellowing voice almost shaking the room. He almost seemed enraged at the ramark the new recruit had made at Michitoshi. "Now , if you really want to be out there , infront of tens of thousands of Satanriks , by all means , go! But there is still Furuchi to deal with. Would anyone please volunteer to remain in the city and track him down?!" There was an awkward silence , then. Everyone stared at eachother nervously , obviouly remembering Furuchi's reputation. Reluctantly , and pitifully , I volunteered to hunt him down.

     "Good! Good! It's nice to see someone here with courage as well as wisdom! Remind me to promote you , later. As for the rest of you , Shounin , you are dismissed!"

     The group cluttered out of the hall and outside to the city. While most of them ran full pace to the main gates , I liesurely walked through alley after alley after dank , wet alley to find Furuchi's house. In our old language , his name means "devil of cold fire" , probably because of his white cloak , a colour very odd for a Satanrik. After nearly a half hour , suffering the deafening booms of the cannons , the stench of rotting flesh , and the flu I was still ailing from , I reached the marked adress. I burst through the door , sword in hand , to find what a small s*** hole this guy lived in. Very small , hardly anywhere to hide if someone should come , not an ideal property for a cerial killer. I no sooner took a step out the door than the neighboring house come crashing down with a loud boom. It seems the Satanriks had some artillery of their own. A croud of people came racing down the street , screaming. They were citizens , no doubt , but the odd thing was they were running across the street towards the building that just collapsed , not away. I decided to see what was going on , so I stopped one person.

     "What's going on here? Why are you running this way?" I asked him.

     "There's been a murder!" he yelled in terror , nearly peircing my ear drums , "a guy in white robes butchered an old lady right in the street." And off he ran. A short walk down the road proved he was right. Limbs and everything else torn off , truly the work of a madman. I took a second to say a prayer for the old woman when out of the corner of my eye I saw him. Twitching , almost limping down the street , in a blood stained white robe. I began bolting over to him , but he heard me and began to run. Taking a sharp left down the main road , I could tell where he was headed; the main gate , probably to link up with the rest of the Satariks. I was barely matching his speed , and was begining to tire. I was still about 2 metres behind him , and in my last resort , I threw my sword. It arked dangerously towards the ground , but came back up steadily. It's forward motion was about twice as fast as Furuchi's pace , and the end result , as the sword hadn't quite gotten high enough yet , was the severing of his leg. His entire leg , nearly to his waist. He fell flat on the ground , screeching in pain , a thick trail of blood coursing it's way through the cobblestone in the hill. As I tied his arms together on the ground , I could hear his maniacle laughter. It annoyed me so much I gave the pr*ck a good swat across the back of his head with my sheath.

     "Do you really think you've won?" he asked , his grotesque voice etching a chalkboard like nails , "why do think the guns have stopped?" I noticed he was right , the cannons had stopped firing , and the smoke on the plain was beginning to clear. The stench of flesh , however , was stronger than before by at least 10 fold. I then noticed , to my horror , at least 20 Satariks marching up the hill towrds me , severed heads in hand.

     "I told you that it's over!" Furuchi exclaimed again , with that awful voice of his. This time I samshed his head into the cobblestone with my foot and ran at breakneck speed to the main hall. Dead Satanriks littered the courtyard , and the guards that had chose to remain and defend the king were covered in blood. I saw my sister here among them , and I was relieved that she was alright.

     "So , how did it go?" she asked me , with her soft voice , a relief after listening to Furuchi's.

     "Not so well," I replied , "I only managed to take off his leg , but unless they get him to a MASH center quickly , he'll die of blood loss anyway.

     "Oh well , that's not of much concern. Do you know how many of them were out there? Over 5 million!!! I heard they did some recruiting but I had no clue they found that many!" She sounded excited , which surprised me. We were impossibly outnumbered and she was giggling at the thought of that many Satanriks.

     "By the way , where's Michitoshi? I haven't seen him since the meeting."

     "Oh..." the pause did not forebode well , "Michitoshi...they don't know where he is."

     "What about mom and dad? And grandpa? How are they?!"

     "All of them...I don't think it would be good if I told you." and now I understood , and it took a great deal of effort to avoid breaking out into tears at the moment. Yashino , however , began balling. I went over to comfort her and told her to go get some rest.

     We had now been held up in here for 7 hours. We had heard a strange string of tones that we thought was from a flute of some sort , but it turns out it was another soldier. His hand was clenched to his ribs , and I could tell he was bleeding.

     "What the...WHAT THE F*** HAPPENED HERE!" another guard yelled as the door opened. I had to hold a hand over my my mouth and tried to prevent myself from convulsing at the horrific sight. Bodies , not just Satanriks , and blood everywhere. The coloumns and walls were litterally painted red. Every Shounin was headless , including what I identified as my sister's body. I couldn't hold it back anymore , and what was left of my breakfast splattered across the hallway floor. I heard the sound of screaching metal behind me. Two quick swishes through the air. I turned around to see the bodies of the seconds ago standing guards now impaled on the chandelier hooks , both decapitated. I turned back slowly , and I saw a strange sight. There was a guard , face to face with me.
     "Asurim." he kept muttering this odd word to me. Suddenely a piercing noise struck the room and I felt a pool of blood encircling my knees. His body collapsed , and there was the oddest sight off all. There was a girl standing there. She looked older than me by about ten years , fiery red hair , scythe in hand , her face splattered with blood. I made a move to draw my sword , only to realise I had forgot it by the body of Furuchi. I made another move to draw the knife I keep under my sleeve , and that's the last thing I remember before she knocked me out.

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So that's it...nearly everybody in my family is dead , my brother is MIA , and to top it all off , I just got knocked out by a 24 year old b****! Great. Well  , I've had worse days.

And my brother isn't dead! He ambushed a prisoner transfer and got me out. So now we're living in a town with no name. It's great here , you can live in an apartment as long as you want , and they don't care who you are! They'll let you stay no matter what. How do we make money? We're mercenaries , and we try not to mention the fact that we're ex-Shounin. Right now we're waiting for a caravan to come down this trail. Some guy in Warano wants it cargo , so we figured we'd kill everyone onboard and carry it back to Warano by boat. Is that the carriage now? Nope , just a bird , but I'll tell you all about this another time. Sayonara.

Fin

next time:

a carriage bound to Warano is ambushed by Michitoshi and Miekyuu , but it's cargo isn't quite what they expect. Will they be able to get it back? What will be the Satanrik's next move? When will this motherf***in' narrator stop asking questions and realise the producer already slept with his wife? Find out on Ch. 1 of Shadow Ages !

...son of a b**** , you been "mowin my wife's lawn"? Son of a mother--

(--) we apologise , we are experiencing technical difficulties(--)

wow , so it's Herb ...wow , that was a good 2 hour write for me! So , this one was earliar than I thought...Merry Christmas! So , I;m taking a poll to see i you want a Christmas edition chapter , so if you leave a comment on here , give a yes or no for it.

I would also like to apologize for anyone who was offended by the picture of the homeless person in the last post. The expressons in the previous post do not necesserally  reflect the opinions of Gamespot or their Associates...or me , for that matter.

Well , seeing as how it's almost Xmas break and all , the next post will be on Sunday , Dec. 18 , then Dec. 23 , and then on Sat. the 31st to ring in the new year! See you until then!

It's me again , and it's been a week since I last posted. Exactly 7 days ago the first part of the prologue went up , and even though I am advertising , THERE'S PROBABLY ONLY 4 people reading this!!!!!!! If you like what you read here please tell your friends , family...or your pet! Tell people you find on the streets (even if they ask for money) and tell them to go to an internet cafe (if they have money).

so if you see this guy , try to avoid and/or ignore him:

okay , now that that's out of the way , i may as well start with the next part of the prologue:

Part 2

932 BH , January 30th , Dawn

     These were harsh times in our still nameless city. The gloom of war lurked just inches above our shoulders , and many of us feared this was the end of the Shounin-Keibi. No matter how many motivational speeches our leader gave , morale stayed at a consistant low. I was posted as a watchman atop our city's keep. I had never wanted to join the city guards , but father insisted that I take the same career as my brother.

     Out of the blue , the town bell rang. 2 quick rings; that meant someone unidentified was on our territory.

     "I got it!" someone exclaimed. It was Deikorin , of all people. I never truly understood him , always trying to be the best at everything. The only thing that he excelled in was archery. I could see now that our trespasser was no more than a carriage. I had no clue from here as to where it was from , but that hadn't stopped Deikorin from plugging it with three arrows. He immediately gave a whistle to his steed to rush out of the city , and jumped fom his post on the wall. his horse arrived just barely in time to catch him , and he strode to the position of the downed carriage. It took me and most of the citizens a good 10 minutes to get to where he was. I could see what had happened; both horses shot in the head , the driver as well (I told you he was a good shot). From the drivers helm emblazon , I could see he was from Warano. Now I felt less sick at the sight of his corpse. Deikorin burst through the carriage door and flung out someone. I was surprised at the sight of the little girl (not really little , but no bigger than I) that flew to the ground.

     "Get up so I can kill you!" roared Deikorin , grabbing the girl's blonde hair. If she was a local , I could easily accuse him of being crude , a rapist , possibly a homosexual , and since she was from Warano , I could have as easily watched her die with glee , but I took some simpathy upon myself and stood forward.

     "If you kill her so suddenely , Warano might come after us , too , Deikorin." I said  , trying to sound bold (or as bold as a 14 year old can sound).

"Who would know if she was dead? Let alone 2 horses and a soldier." he snapped back.

"Um , if I could have a say in thi--" the girl began.

"Shut up , b****!" Deikorin yelled as he he smacked her across the face. I thought this was bit of excessive force , and Solemnley replied by removing his hand (I understand this was also excessive , but it was just too ironic). He let out a shriek of pain and curled up in a fetal position. I'm not too sure why , but it seems the crowd lost interest and left the scene. Deikorin got up and limped back to the city , the girl however wouldn't get up. She wouldn't talk either.  She just sat there , resting a hand on her still red cheek. I litterally had to drag her like a neanderthal back to my residence. My mother and father had already seen what had happened , and scolded me for removing a Shounin's mandible. Surprisingly , they told the girl (who I learned was called Sara) she could stay here until the leader passed an order.

     She eventually warmed up to me enough to talk , but whenever I asked her about what was going on back up North , she never answered me. As weeks went by , she got a bit clingy; following me wherever I went. It was about this time she began asking me some rather personal questions like "how old are you" and "what do you do for a living". I continually found myself staring at her for minutes on end without realsing it. It was a very flustering time for me.

     I was promoted to royal guard on Feburay 21st. I was also given a murderer to track down. Some guy named Furuchi Namasaka. Apparentely he murdered 147 Shounin in his lifetime. Of course , first came the sentence from our leader. An escort was coming to pick up Sara , and this was the first time I ever really felt attached to her. The following night was very odd. A Satanrik slipped past the guards and entered our house. I awoke to see his sword poised over Sara's sleeping body. I lunged as quickly as I could , but he still got away. My brother chased him for a good while , and he tells me that it wasn't the murderer we were after. And then the day came that Sara was supposed to go. The following hours would be some of the most chaotic I've ever experienced...

but I'll cover all that later.

Fin.

Check back next week for part 3! :D

Finally i'm starting to post my novel! I finished watching Elfen Lied , so i'm really tripped out right now , so , this part of the prologue will tell about the world and the villains of this story (note: Elfen Lied is my favourite anime , Shadow Ages is the name of this novel).

So , here we go:

In the beginning , there was nothing. A cold black patch. We believe that a large explosion created our universe as we know it. We are wrong. Every 500 quatrillion (if that's a real number) , our universed is wiped clean. As fast as a snapping of fingers , everything is gone. And new life begins. Conflict and intelligence is abundant in worlds , but I will tell the story of the worst conflict ever documented. My name is Miekyuu Takahashi , and this is the story of

                         The Shadow Ages

Prologue:

                             1045 BH (before halfway)

     What caused this war exactly? I'll tell you. It all began on a small meadow on the continent known as Mozei. It was simple , An elf was birthing a child , but what came was...odd , to say the least. The child had odd skin , as if he was burnt and his flesh shred and scarred. They're people believed he was the son of the devil himself , so they abandoned him in the woods.

     He grew smart over the years. He learned to hunt, to cook , to forge weapons and armor, and he created his own name:

                               Satan Rikmastel

     He practiced his own beliefs , that death is caused out of innocense , and that crime and sin would redeem mankind. That God had finished his duty , and that Satan would reign is his stead. Wherever he brought his hallucinatary actions , people would never listen. Those who wouldn't , he would kill , mercilessly slaughtering them. Some , however , also blamed God for their misfortune. They joined him , adjorned themselves with identical armor , and spread their beliefs like cholera.

     Now numbering 500,000 , they took the capital of the continent , Eaogelos. Here , they made a name that they would carry to the ends of the planet , like fire's first spark. Now began the raids of the Satanriks.

                                981 BH

     Those who posed the biggest threat were the Csifhers. A strange race , with strange legs (like 4 legged giant spiders) , and a scarily intelligence level. The weapons of choice for Satanriks varied on their personsa: A standard soldier has a sword , a brute with an axe , a commander with claws , and a general with a scythe. Csifhers are dealt with quickly; a single stab through the spine and they would move on. In a matter of 3 years , all Csifhers on Mozei were gone.

                               973 BH

     The Satanriks invade northern Gosrel , a part of Felron territory. Felron now takes up military action against the Satanriks , despite being outnumbered 8 to 1 , the Satanriks push forward. The next year , Felron asks for aid from Warano , who gladly accepts. Now outnumbered 12 to 1 , the Satanriks fall back the the continent of Ray , and prepare to assault Aurora , one of the largest cities constructed on this world. This ticks off the worst of the bunch , however. The Shounin-Keibi (saint guards) , numbering nearly 1,000,000  declare war on the Satanriks. After a lot of secret recruiting , the Satanriks were ready to fight back. Even with the Shounin to aid them , the Satanriks now stood against the Alliance with a 3 to 1 man count , and the true war ensued. Blood bath after blood bath , with no victor in sight. One day , the king of Felron , Eidas Monroe , devised a plan to end the war. A cliffside battle , the Shounin on sides , Warano and Felron troops on the bottom. The Satanriks caught wind of the plan and found a flaw: a messenger would have to deliver a message to the Shounin encampment , inside a deep forest , and it would be a 24 minute ride at full speed to reach them.

     When the battle came , in 942 BH , Felron and Warano suffered heavy losses. The messenger who was to bring the signal to the Shounin had been struck down. Felron knew the enemy had killed him , Warano however , believed the Shounin had betrayed them all , and seceeded from the Alliance. 

                                 936 BH

Warano was quick to try to keep the Shounin out of the picture , so with their remaining troops , they banished out to the farthest Southern continent. Devoid of sunlight , a nameless wasteland , our people suffered for a long time. No crops could be sewn , the lack of vitamin d caused out hair to turn a ghostly white. The redeeming quality is that there were animals a plenty to cook. Ducks , chicken , cows , geese , eagles , warthogs , almost any animal you can think of. From the spies we had working up north , we heard Felron had surrendered , been looted , and nearly burnt to the ground. We also found out that the Satanriks knew of our location , and claimed to bury us in a sea of holy fire. We prepared , for 4 years , we readied ourselves.

                                        932 BH

Now , today , all our documents , all our routines , all our studies , they mean nothing now. All we have are our weapons , and the enemy. In our time , as the sun rises , so begins the dawn of war.

FIN

Keep checking back for part 2 of the prologue