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I'm a writer too ya know....
Hmm....yesterday, even though on a kind of short notice, Talee and I still went over to Carla's for about 3 hours....for 2 hours of dancing and 1 hour of video games...'twas quite fun, and I was happy heart which is good, seeing as I haven't been in a while...
Today...hot, boring...bland...tired of waiting, etc. I decided...hey I should write excerpts of my story in my journal...I mean c'mon everyone seems to do it, so why not hop on the band wagon? Besides, ever since I moved here...I've told everyone I was a writer, hell I even won "best writer" in my middle school for 3 years straight....but I haven't written anything in a while...I haven't shown any of my written works, so why not start today?!
[thrusts arm in the air] I hope you enjoy! ~_^ Oh yeah...it's rather long...
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~Jiin
A Crimson Paradox Theory...
Perhaps it's not the answers to questions were looking for....but questions to answer in life. Perhaps we're on an endless journey to find something we've had somewhere all along. I guess only time can tell, especially in this hell we would call a universe...
I slowly stood from the table, leaving there but a mere tip for my cup of sake, and walked slowly out the door. I wonder... I slowly looked up, my cloak quarraling against the wind, my hood blew off, revealing my cold barren face. I had been restless for days, three scars apparent from above the right eye to the bottom of the left cheek. It was as if somebody had tried to rip my face off, with three claws, but in reality, the only reason they are there is because of myself...My heavy footsteps seemed to attract to gaze of so many, and as soon as they caught on to my appearance, they shivered with fear, shivered with the coldness of death.
"Isn't that Jiin..." They would whisper to themselves, a trembling, whimpering excuse for the voice they had left. "Wasn't he the one..." Others would ask. Stricken by fear, it was as if concrete had been poured into their shoes, as if their very bones were made of a masonary mixture. I simply passed them by. Walking upwind, I caught onto a scent, very faint...especially in a wasteland such as this, but it was apparent to me.
I looked up instantly, my heart had jumped. Is it her....how could she be here... I then caught a glimpse of a mysterious girl, her body covered in a tattered cloak, her head covered by a hood that seemed to show nothing of her face, except her warm eyes. I ran towards her, and turned her around, pulling a picture from my pocket. Holding her shoulder, I finally raised the picture to her eye level, still unable to see her face even so up close. It was as if the shadows themselves were preserving her beauty.
"Have you seen this woman?" I asked. THe scent was blinding me, filling my head with such joy, perhaps I had found her! As soon as I began talking to her though, it seemed time had stopped. The people around, petrified in fear, were now petrified in what seemed to be a time paradox. Even the life around us was held still.
The mysterious women simply said "I haven't any idea who that is..." Her voice was so familiar, so warming, I was sure it was her. "I cannot give you the answer to a question so bland such as that. You came here, to this desert planet seeking answers. Perhaps it's not the answers we're looking for...but questions to answer in life."
She looked up at the sky, clouds filled the empty blueness instantly, as if she could control the rain. "Perhaps we're on an endless journey, to find what we've had all along." She looked down at me, the shadows still covering her face, her scent slowly dying as rain slowly began to pour.
"You..." she pointed at me, "You seek for this love, this love you cannot find, yet all along you've had it inside your heart. No matter how cold you are, no matter how much of a criminal you are, or how heartless you are, you will always have this burning desire for her won't you?" She simply laughed, as I thought she had almost read me like an open book.
I smirked and began to open my mouth, "Mayb--"
She interrupted, "Only time will tell, my dear, and maybe, just maybe you can find what you're looking for. Whether it be this girl, an answer, or even a question to answer. Perhaps all three, but only time will tell..." With these words, she disappeared in a quick whisp of smoke and fire, and she was gone just like that. Time began to roll on again, as I stood in the middle of the road, the rain had come to a steady downpour. I turned back into the wind, the picture flew out of my hand, unknowingly.
"OI! JIIN!!" Came another young man, running up from behind a scruffy beat up man tied up and thrown over his shoulder. The petrified commoners took a look at this one and turned even a brighter shade of white.
I turned, then hung my head and sighed. "If it isn't Zack....I see you caught your bounty..."
"Hardly even worth it, jackass...I don't even know why we came here..oh here you dropped this" He handed me the picture, a young woman with moderately long, (mid-back to mid-shoulder) dark hair, with unbelievable beauty and extraordinary brown eyes, with a smile from the heavens, covered slightly in mud, but the picture wasn't ruined. It had been tattered from wear and tear, but the initial importance still radiated in it.
I stood there, comment-less, and finally said, "...thanks..."
"I see now Jiin...you're still looking? I'd figured you would've quit by now..." he replied, sarchasm in his voice.
I simply shook my head, "You know Zack...I can never quit, especially on her..."
He hit me across the head and simply started walking ahead, "We'd better turn this guy in, I'm friggin' hungry! Besides, we still need to get back to the HR-1751-3, wow I'm surprised I remembered that..."
I sighed rather heavily and followed, "Yeah you're right..perhaps I can finally get some sleep tonight..." We walked on towards a building, the tallest building on the planet where we would turn in the low-life scum that had murdered at least 500 people, including women and children he had raped. He was lucky Zack was in a good mood, otherwise he'd have been dead, well that and we needed the bounty.
Lightning flashed brightly above, a dark, mysterious character stood at the top of the building looking down, laughing maniacally. He was rather tall, he wore a black suit with golden trim, and a matching formal cloak over it, the wind blew his cloak in such a manner that it was as if he had been controlling the wind himself. He simply looked down and continued to laugh maniacally, his cloak hood had covered his face as well, nothing could be seen, except for a golden, red eye.
Zack and I looked up, almost in awe, the commoners finally worked up the courage to run, and they ran like cockroaches.
Zack finally shouted, "but...but...he can't....but when did....HOW?!"
I simply smirked as I looked up, the mysterious figure's hood blew off his head, to reveal a face similar to mine. Three claw-like scars also on his face, only the opposite way, his hair was rather long, spiked down to his shoulders, silver with black tips. His eyes, a golden, red. His eyes, the eyes of death, his long scythe attached to his back, as he still laughed and smiled with such an evil way, it was as if he were a devil himself. He finally spoke, in a low, maniacal tone, "Long time no see..."
I smirked rather wildly, looking up, and catching a glimpse of his eyes, my sword appearing in a shroud of smoke in my left hand, a 5'7'' masamune long sword.
I replied to the figure, "I could say the same to you, brother..."
With that the figure closed his eyes, and jumped off the roof of the building, Zack began to sprint under a cover, in order to secure the bounty, and to enjoy a show it seemed. Still smirking wildly, I took a stance, placing the blade of my sword in my left hand, away from my body, bending my front knee forward, towards the building of which the figure jumped. My left leg partially extended and my right hand hovering over the hilt. When this stance was taken, the ground began to tremor a little, a shockwave shot out in every direction for a half-mile radius.
I looked up, my brother opened his eyes, a devilish look on his face, he took the scythe from his back and raised it above his head, a blood-red, crimson aura surrounded him, as a dark-blue aura surrounded me. He was merely 4 feet above me now...
Heh, that's it for now, again I hope you enjoyed my little piece of crappity crap crap... ^.^
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-Xiulynn
PS. Once I get working on it, lok for story bits in mine too, I'm re-writing my own "Dragon Of Shadows" Story, remember? Yeah.