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 Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2009 4:52 pm
This is a story i've come up with and decided to post here because I thought it would be a good start for it. Anyways on with the summary.
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My name is Sparrow.I'm 5 years old living in Bowerstone Oldtown in the kingdom of Albion.My sister and I have been on out own since out parents died.We are the very definition of poverty with almost nothing to eat but whatever looks good in someone's garbage. I'm sick of this life. I keep thinking I'm supposed to do something huge.And change the world. Stupid right?I'd think so if i were hearing this from a random 5 year old girl that has nothing but make-shift clothes made out of rags from the street and a face that looks like it will never be cleaned no matter how many times you wash it. My sister Rose and I have been living on the streets ever since I could remember. Sometimes she'll cry for no reason and I have to cheer her up in the middle of the night.Sometimes I have a nightmare that the world was brought into a facist government by a horrible man and that the Hero's of the Past and Present were rendered useless. It's scary to think about even now which is why I want to protect what I have now and why I think that most of my dreams are actually premonitions trying to tell me something important. I just don't know what. It's strange. Last summer me and Rose saw heroes. In the flesh.One was a blonde haired blue eyed man with a big sword, the next one was a pretty woman with black hair and dark brown eyes she didn't have a weapon but she did give me and my sister some candy when the other guy wasn't looking. She was nice.The third one was a man as well.He had black hair that was longer that the woman's;it ended at his mid back.I could really tell what his face looked like since he covered it with a peace of his red tattered cape.He also had a red bandana on and crimson eyes that seemed to hold a darkness.
They had already found apprentices which made me kind of sad since I wanted to be a hero for a while now. One was a brownskinned boy.He had jet black hair braided to his scalp.The second was a girl around my age she had chestnut brown hair and matching eyes.She seemed very frail but she wasn't afraid of many things.The other one was a teenager with dark brown hair and eyes.He seemed kind of full of himself.Kinda like he treated himself like royalty. It was a pleasant memory now. It was summer time then. The sun was so bright.They gave a few words of advice before leaving the marketplace where they found us begging for some gold, silver, or bronze pieces. They said that "Heroes can be born or they can be made.The only person that decides whether they can be a hero is the person themselves." Then they each gave us a gold piece and walked away. It's early winter now and i'm 9 years olf while rose is 15. I really wanted to meet those heroes again.But times have been getting rougher and rougher. It was as if the day they decided they wanted to come here was the day the wanted to enjoy themselves one last time. It's really strange. I still remember what each of them and their apprentices look like since that one hot day in summer. Meanwhile Oldtown has begun to decline heavily. More people are becoming inpoverished and suffering. Me and Rose sometimes help those people.Sometimes we ignore them as revenge for not giving us a dime when we were in there position. The world is strange to me.
We have "moved up" if you can call it that. Instead of beggars we are considered Street Urchins by the town crier and since then so has the whole town.It won't be too long before it starts snowing here in Bowerstone Oldtown. People who were once so high up have now fallen.And now even Rose.....Instead of talking about our parents,She talks forever about Castle Farfax and Lord Lucien.He's the cause of all of our troubles. I hope he isn't alive when I get my family;If i get one.I want to but a street Urchin surviving in winter isn't very likely. The sky has already begun to sleep behind a blanket of clouds and the sparrows have begun to fly away.The trees are bare and there won't be any more harvests this year. Rose gave me shoes to wear but my feet are getting bigger and I'll need better ones soon.The fire is now set.And Rose is day dreaming about the castle again.I could careless about Fairfax, Lord Lucien, or the world at this point.I want to be a Hero.I know I will.
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Long I know but this is so that everyone can get a good look at it so far.How does it look?Replies in the Chatting thread!
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2009 2:54 pm
Chapter 1 _______________________________________________________________ It's morning finally.Unfortunately it snowed that night so we were cold. I don't like the cold. It's piercing and lonely.Every time you touch you have to be quick or it'll melt.It's alot like people in a way.I hop out of bed and help Rose set up the fire.There were more birds flying overhead today.I glanced at them but quickly paid attention to the fire again so that it would burn hot and for a while.I guess I got my retribution for not paying attention to the birds longer. One of them pooped on my head.Rose laughed. "They say that's lucky, like finding a four leaf clover."She paused to chuckled and help me wipe it off with snow."Though I can tell we'd both rather have the clover." We both smiled and laughed before we herd a ruckus. I didn't like uproars usually it means trouble or things that shouldn't be happening under the guard's watch.
However Rose's natural curiousity got the better of her and she started off in that direction. I knew this was gonna end up in dissapointment, but I followed anyway.Bowerstone was fine,or at least uptown was.Oldtown however was beginning to go downhill.Crimes were steadfastly approaching an all time high and the guards were being reported in for misc. things but those things were big fellonies other people's households. Incest, p.edo.phillia, other perverted acts.Theft was big nowadays as well.the rich stealing from the poor and making an ever bigger gap between the classes of wealth.When we got there a crowd had already assembled around the vendors cart.He explained many things that I wasn't really interested in but appealed to the crowd around him. Maybe it was just a grown up thing.But when i was about to tell Rose to leave this guy to the adults,He mentioned a music box. It caught my attantion since I was still a child and things like music boxes always caught my attention.
The man said that it was a magic music box that could grant the person it belonged to any wish they wanted.At that point Rose's eyes were almost as bright as mine.However i watched both the man talking about the magic box and my sister's expression as he did so.She seemed happy until she herd the words "magic" and "guaranteed" in the same sentance. Her awe struck face dropped almost imediately for a look of bittersweet hope. "Magic!" She spat as if she knew all along it was a hoax."now I know it's scam." She said as a hurt look swept over her eyes. The box was expensive.5 gold pieces was the price.Not many people had that kind of money around these parts."Well we live in bleak times indeed if our children can no longer believe in magic." Said some strange woman who had mysteriously snuck up behind us. I reached back for my pellet gun instinctively. If she had any wise Idea's she had better drop them."The thing is ma'm me and my little sparrow here don't have time for false hope.It only the beginning of winter and yet we are already freezing to the bone every night." Rose answered her.I couldn't belive her behavior. She was acting strangely. I straightened myself up so the woman didn't get the wrong idea. "Well then perhaps you should wish for a better future.It only costs 5 gold pieces." She said as if gold pieces were everywhere on the road.
"Well no disrespect ma'm but with 5 gold pieces we could eat for a week." Rose shot back.Finally she was regaining her street smarts. "Who knows all it takes is 5 gold pieces to get your answer."She said and left at last. Rose thought it over and looked up with a fire in her eyes again.I already knew what she was gonna say but prayed quickly to the heavens above that she wouldn't."Comeon Little Sparrow. Let's go see if we can't get those gold pieces."She said punching the air she took off running.I face palmed and ran after her. This was a very suspicious day indeed.
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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 7:01 pm
Chapter 2 ______________________________________________________________ The first person me and my sister were "employed" under was a guard in Bowerstone.He was by his guard post grunting. This piqued my sister's interest.Taking my hand she led us over to him and asked if he could use our assistance.Unfortunately for me he agreed. Apparently he had lost his arrest warrents. Pointing us to the alleyway near a photographer, he said that would be a good place to start. Bronze pieces were completely out of the question for all of the footwork that was required to bring him those warrants.He offered us some silver pieces but because of the possibility that a criminal could've gotten to them, gold pieces were his only available option or he could get chewed out.He was lucky that we only wanted one gold piece even though we could've gotten all five pieces out of him.One for every warrant.At this understanding we were off. As we were about to turn the corner into the alleyway when the photographer caught us and pulled us over to his stand. He asked us to psoe as models to help his buisness. Naturally Rose's determination shone through.And this time I couldn't really argue.We needed fast money or we'd never get that music box. His flattery was stupid and getting him nowhere with the negotiations. While Rose began haggling with him I walked down the alleyway finding the arrest warrant under a pile or cans and other miscellaneous trash.
By the time I had walked back out of the alleyway and the price had finally been set at one gold piece.I immediately regretted this.The women immediately surrounded us and wiped us down.Getting rid of the soot from our occaisional fires and dust from our cheeks from crawling around trying not to get involved with street wars.Eventually we were deemed clean enough to have our picture taken. Rose hopped onto the stage and immediately stuck a pose that most would deem as lovely.She stopped seeing my disdain and smiled.I think she might've mistaken this look on my face for one of shyness. "Come on Little Sparrow!This is fun!" She yelled walking over to where I was and pulling me up on the cold platform with her.I stuffed the warraant down my shirt and turned to the camera puttin on a look of eager mousiness, if that made any sence.I made a hero's pose.It was supposed to be funny and it worked.For some reason they thought I was cute.We took several more pictures before we were finally able to abandon that ridiculous platform and it's owner even more so. I never knew how much I hated my live here in OldTown until today. We were paid our first gold piece and walked down the alleyway. At the end of it we herd a boy shouting about something about beating the crap out of a dog.Thsi time I jumped in head first.I was a dog person and I personally can't stand people who mistreat dogs.The older boy had the poor thing cornered and was beating it with a rather thick kindling stick. Rose seeing my anger went over to reprimand him for his behavior. He didn't care much since he......hit my sister! That was the last starw I ran out at him picking up some snow and throwing it at the back of his big stupid head. "Wow!Thrag just hit a girl." The boy we saw earlier said in obvious amazement."Yeah."Thrag started rubbing the back of his head before turning to me. "....and I'm about to hit another!" He charged at me weapon in hand.I instinctively grabbed my popgun and shot him 4 times before taking out my wooden sword in it's place.He swung to my right and then swiped up trying to cut me with that filthy thing.I dodged the inital swing and blocked the swiping movement. I kicked him in his nuts and moved my leg so that when he was doubled over I had a clear shot. When I herd his knee hit the ground.I roundhoused the right side of his face.
He slid back and got up about to cry.Didn't his parent teach this guy toy never lay his hands on a lady? It didn't matter since he was getting his lesson the hard way. He stabbed at me this time.This guy just didn't learn did he? Oh well, more fun for me.I sidestepped his attack and swung my wooden sword into his face as hard as I could breaking his nose.Yeah,I herd the crunch.God, that was satisfying.He was now on the ground crying but i kinda wish he had some fight left in him so I could break something else of his.The dog was okay though and to me that was all that really mattered.It kinda looked like it wanted to come and live with us. However Rose refused since we could barely feed two mouths.As much as I hated admitting she was right twice in a row,I couldn't argue with that logic either. Sighing we walked away from it and found a store owner who had some beetle problems. He promised us one gold piece if we did this for him which put my mind at ease.Haggling was always taking a while to get our price. Rose forgot her makeshift rapier at home so I had to go in alone. I didn't care though I liked it better this way.I was always the better fighter.I took out my wooden sword when this shady character offered me to instead of killing the beetles, smash up his inventory.According to him this particular shop owner owed some money to his investor.He held up a gold piece and promised it to me if I did him this one favor.I nodded with a smile.Every kid needs an outlet after all and besides I wasn't off of my breakign high. Walking up to a bushel of crates I slashed them breaking them apart.I loved it. I fufilled my job destroying his inventory completely.My newest employer laughed merrily and tossed me my second gold piece.Hearing the smashing done and over with, the shopowner came in and screamed.Me and Rose laughed and ran away from there before he started throwing nailed boards and other things. Well he could look at it as me giving him amo to kill the beetles himself. I showed Rose our second gold piece and she laughed even harder. We started walking around again finding 2 more warrants.One by a vent and the other by the lightpost.Sighing I wished something would happen, and it did.There was and arguement going on between 2 adults one was an alcoholic and the other was apparently his friend.They asked us to find his bottle of gin.I went and got for them so they could stop their griping. Eventually I gave it to the drunk for one gold piece.There was a paper stuck inside the bottle and it turned out to be the warrant we were looking for. I smiled and thanked thanked him beofre turning and walking into the most cheezy roamance scene I've ever seen.
This man was trying to marry this other woman's daughter even though the mother forbade it. I thought it was kinda stupid sence the mother was obviously attracted to him anyway.Although why I was mulling this whole ordeal over, Rose had already made a deal that we'd deliver hsi porrly written and hastily presented love letter. This day was starting to get boring again.We knocked on the door with the presumption we were post girls. I suppose we had to thank that photographer for something.If we didn't go there first she probably wouldn't have believed us."Sparrow should we give this to the mother instead?That would be a laugh huh?" She whispered.I giggled and nodded. We were invited in and as she looked for the postage I saw the daughter come down and look at us with hope in her eyes looking at the letter in my hands.I smiled wickedly at her and Rose smiled bittersweetly we shook our heads no.She walked back into her room crying silently the few feet she had to go. When the mother started talking we wiped our faces clean of the evidence we were up to no good and gave her the stupid letter in exchange for a gold piece. When she read the marrage proposal part her face had a color that resembled fresh blood it was so red with jealousy. We were so excited we ran out to see what would happen next. Rose blushed and I laughed so hard on the inside I had to hold my stomach. Who knew that woman's mother was a freak!She was just about raping the man in front of her on the streets. Me and Rose ran off when a familar bark signaled us over to some crates.It was our old friend the dog and he found a warrant. We smiled and petted him as thanks.We then took off in a straight sprint to where the guard was so we could end this long day.But we got cut off by that shady employer of ours.He offered to give the warrants to him instead of the guard.I agreed before my sister could think it over.It was his fault for loosing the warrants and then not looking for them himself.He gave us our final godl piece and left us be. We walked over to the guard and told him that we had the warrants but we got mugged and someone took them.We half appoligized and went over to the veder buying the supposed magic music box.We then headed back home and appraoched the pedistal.We took a deep breath and turned the handle three times.As it began to spin we each began wishing.Rose's was to live in Castle Fairfax and mine was to be a hero of Albion.Once i was done with my wishing though, the box began playing an ominous tune.This surprized Rose as well once she was done wishing.The box sputtered with blue red and orangish lights. and then in a big flash of light....dissapeared."Damn gimmick......"I whispered and wiped my face of one stray tear of extreame dissappoinment.
Rose was in such shock she repeated the amount of gold we spent over and over again until we got home.The dog was waiting there for us much to our surprize.Rose finally was swayed and we could keep him.Unfortunately our entire day was over and we had to go to bed. I walked over to my mat.wiped off the snow and layed down. I yawned but before i completely went to sleep the dog trotted over to me and helped me keep warm.And that was the last thing I registered before almost literally passing out.I don't know how long I was out but when I woke up it was dark and castle guards had come to take us to Castle Fairfax.I really didn't like this in all honesty.But I went along anyway.We entered the castle and listened to the butler drawl on and on.We passed a black man on the way.He seemed angry about something.I couldn't really decifer what though.We entered Lord Luciens study and listened to him for a bit. He wanted us to stand on some weird circle. I've never been such a mindless lamb before in my life.I stood on the circle as directed along with my sister. It started to glow and I immediately looked at Lucien trying to figure out what the hell was going on.He was rambling about the heroes of Albion and that there wasn't just 3 but 4 of them.But there was always three so that confused me alot.Suddenly he pulled out a pistol."I'm sorry,but I can't allow you to live." He said to us I backed up to the window in fear.He wouldn't really kill us would he?Just as that thought made it's way through my mind.He shot Rose.everything was slow after that.The thump of her lifeless body next to my feet, the wetness of my tears as they streamed down my face and the fear that only intensified as the seconds ticked by.I was hyperventalating.I knew I was when Lucien spoke directly to me this time. "Please forgive me for this."He whispered and shot me.The pain and fear never went away.By some stroke enough the kick of the bullet was enough to send me out of the window with his image burned into my memories.After that was just falling and hitting.I herd cracks and snaps of my bones but none of it compared to the hole in my chest.I finally hit the stone ground of Bowerstone bleeding from seemingly everywhere.My dog came up to me and whimpered sensing my life fading away I guess."Death is not your destiny today little sparrow." Said a voice before I passed out of bloodloss.That day I guess marked the end of my peaceful childhood.It also marked the beginning of my awakening.But as I awoke in a place I was not familiar with.I swore on my sister's soul that Lord Lucien and all who followed him like sheep would pay dearly for her death.Which is when everything I had prayed for since then, began to fall into place.
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