Jun. 22, 2011 1:15 PM
This story's plot is sort of based on J.K Rowling's Harry Potter. This is written by me, edited by SwiftShadow and Izuma and checked by DX and Zed.
EDIT: Now also edited by Xyo.
PrologueChapter 1
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EDIT: Now also edited by Xyo.
Prologue
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It was a cold, windy night. On a particular place, strange events were happening. This place was called……..Kings’ Drive. There stood two figures, mysterious figures. One was a tall, pale and bald man with eyes that seemed to stare off to space and the other was short, had messy hair, and wore glasses. Although these features seemed harmless, his eyes were terrifying as a dinosaur’s. Both were holding what seemed to be swords. All of a sudden, the pale man charged toward the other and thrust his sword! However, the other one avoided it and kicked the pale man’s face with great power.
The pale man flew backwards due to the force of the kick. His face was also dripping with blood. He wiped it off and charged again toward the other. He, again, thrust his sword, but then again, he was avoided. The other thrusted his sword towards the chest of the man. The man tried to block it but the other was too fast for him. The sword pierced through his chest and blood spilled everywhere. The man was frustrated, in agony, and in anger. He was about to die. He slowly felt pain build up in his body. He then fell down to the ground.
The remaining man was walking away but then he also felt pain in his chest. “What is happening to me?†he said. Blood slowly poured out of his chest. He then saw a tip of a sword and turned around to see the pale man. “I thought I have killed you! H-How come you’re still alive?!†he stuttered. “Hmph. That’s what you thought.†The other said before the one he stabbed fell onto the ground. “Bwahahahahahahahaha!†he laughed maniacally. His evil, mendacious laugh seemed to echo through the whole street.
The pale man flew backwards due to the force of the kick. His face was also dripping with blood. He wiped it off and charged again toward the other. He, again, thrust his sword, but then again, he was avoided. The other thrusted his sword towards the chest of the man. The man tried to block it but the other was too fast for him. The sword pierced through his chest and blood spilled everywhere. The man was frustrated, in agony, and in anger. He was about to die. He slowly felt pain build up in his body. He then fell down to the ground.
The remaining man was walking away but then he also felt pain in his chest. “What is happening to me?†he said. Blood slowly poured out of his chest. He then saw a tip of a sword and turned around to see the pale man. “I thought I have killed you! H-How come you’re still alive?!†he stuttered. “Hmph. That’s what you thought.†The other said before the one he stabbed fell onto the ground. “Bwahahahahahahahaha!†he laughed maniacally. His evil, mendacious laugh seemed to echo through the whole street.
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Part 1
The pale man was still laughing maniacally when suddenly everything became blurry. The man was still laughing when everything came back to sense. It was a dream. But who’s dream? In a faraway place, a boy named Ken Blitz, had woken up from his strange dream. “What was that all about? I don’t even know those people!†he thought. He stared off to space a little longer and shrugged while saying, “Oh well†with a just-ignore-it tone. Just when he was about to get up, he heard two voices yelling which he recognized as his “dreadful†uncle and aunt. They were yelling about their food, which was very common for Blitz to hear.
He just let out a heavy sigh and got up and changed as slowly as he could. He didn’t want to appear before his uncle and aunt, the yelling would have shifted to him. He had enough of their yelling. Once, his cousin, Squelo, took his bike during the summer. Well, it may seem like nothing, but because of Squelo’s enormous weight that was comparable to a giant’s, it broke. When he found out, he was very upset because that was a thing he had saved up by cleaning and helping in school. He didn’t know why but when he was upset at that time, weird things happened. Like when he was washing the mugs, all of them shattered into dust like nothing when he touched them. His uncle found out and got mad at him, as always, but then, his mustache suddenly disappeared. That doubled it. He was locked down in his “room," which was more like a storage room with all of Squelo’s old stuff and his Uncle Jed’s figurine collection which he had completed and so he didn’t care. The only thing he was interested in was a figurine soldier he found on a desk while he was cleaning.
He then walked out of his “room†and he ate his breakfast silently, but fast. Really, really fast like there was no tomorrow. He wasn’t noticed by his cousin; aunt and uncle who had just stop yelling and were now watching the television. He sneaked back into his room and laid down on the bed again. He was trying to recall the dream he had a while ago. He tried and tried, but nothing happened. He couldn’t hold on to the memory. It had faded away like dirt on the floor swept by a broom. Days passed and nothing was unusual. No more dreams for Blitz and no more weird stuff. But during Blitz’s 11th birthday….
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The pale man was still laughing maniacally when suddenly everything became blurry. The man was still laughing when everything came back to sense. It was a dream. But who’s dream? In a faraway place, a boy named Ken Blitz, had woken up from his strange dream. “What was that all about? I don’t even know those people!†he thought. He stared off to space a little longer and shrugged while saying, “Oh well†with a just-ignore-it tone. Just when he was about to get up, he heard two voices yelling which he recognized as his “dreadful†uncle and aunt. They were yelling about their food, which was very common for Blitz to hear.
He just let out a heavy sigh and got up and changed as slowly as he could. He didn’t want to appear before his uncle and aunt, the yelling would have shifted to him. He had enough of their yelling. Once, his cousin, Squelo, took his bike during the summer. Well, it may seem like nothing, but because of Squelo’s enormous weight that was comparable to a giant’s, it broke. When he found out, he was very upset because that was a thing he had saved up by cleaning and helping in school. He didn’t know why but when he was upset at that time, weird things happened. Like when he was washing the mugs, all of them shattered into dust like nothing when he touched them. His uncle found out and got mad at him, as always, but then, his mustache suddenly disappeared. That doubled it. He was locked down in his “room," which was more like a storage room with all of Squelo’s old stuff and his Uncle Jed’s figurine collection which he had completed and so he didn’t care. The only thing he was interested in was a figurine soldier he found on a desk while he was cleaning.
He then walked out of his “room†and he ate his breakfast silently, but fast. Really, really fast like there was no tomorrow. He wasn’t noticed by his cousin; aunt and uncle who had just stop yelling and were now watching the television. He sneaked back into his room and laid down on the bed again. He was trying to recall the dream he had a while ago. He tried and tried, but nothing happened. He couldn’t hold on to the memory. It had faded away like dirt on the floor swept by a broom. Days passed and nothing was unusual. No more dreams for Blitz and no more weird stuff. But during Blitz’s 11th birthday….
We do not take any requests yet however we might need some in the future. Every chapter has 2 parts to keep you satisfied.