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Chapter 4 ~~~~ Prcatice Courts |
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~~~~~Chapter 4: Practice Courts~~~~~
"Felisha! Where are you?" Lia's voice echoed in the hall, lightly populated with students traveling to their own classes.
"Where are you?" Felisha's voice called back, narrowly dodging a group of a particularly slow moving group of students. As soon as she passed through the group, she found Lia simpering at her. Felisha gave her a slightly irritated look and followed Lia to the practice courts.
The practice courts were nothing of what Felisha expected them to be. It was more like a gigantic piece of flat land, with various fences planted in certain areas. Felisha didn't have too much time to look around because she was dragged away by Lia, again.
"Come on, you don't have too much time to look around," Lia said, holding on to Felisha's wrist as if she was some sort of bad dog. "We need to get your stuff and wait in line."
"Okay okay, just please let go of my wrist. Last I checked I am able to walk. " Felisha tried to break free of Lia's grip.
Without a word, Lia dragged Felisha over to a small shed. Lia finally let go of Felisha and sorted through a mass of wooden staves and swords. Felisha stood on her tiptoes and peered over Lia to see what she was doing, but as soon as she did, Lia turned around and held out a staff. Felisha looked at it for a moment and then took it. There was nothing special about it, just that it was made from sturdy maple and that one end was formed to resemble a curved blade that estimated eighteen inches in length. The rod itself was about five feet long and the whole of it to be around six feet long.
When Felisha look up, she saw that Lia had disappeared. Felisha blinked and looked around. She spied Lia a few feet away, waiting for her. She held a wooden sword, about two feet in length from hilt to tip. Felisha hurried after her and they both went over to the other mingling students.
"Hey Felisha, What's the matter? You look utterly confused." Misita asked, her head tilted to the side, blinking.
Felisha chuckled. "That's because I am. I'm always confused." She brushed a hair from her face and took the time to examine Misita more closely. Misita was around her height and very slender. She had blue-hazel eyes and Felisha noticed small red flecks in her irises. Misita wore a light blue blouse with a brooch the right of her shirt with green and blue gems. She wore tan capris and plain brown sandals, her toenails painted purple.
Misita smiled. "Hee, not always. You always look so calm when you practice with your glaive. Me, I'm a klutz with my staff." She held up a wooden staff in her left hand. Felisha didn't notice it before. "You have to show me how you do it! Your moves just..." She paused to think of a word. "Flow."
Felisha smiled. "Oh, thanks! And I'd be glad to show you!"
"If I could remember how..." Felisha thought bitterly, but kept smiling.
"Great! How about after-"
Someone cleared their throat behind Felisha. Startled, she turned, her smile dropped. Behind her was a giant of a man. A great pot-belly was given no care to have been camouflaged, and he reminded Felisha greatly of a genie, complete with a shiny bald head. His beady eyes stared in to hers and Felisha couldn't help but feel intimidated.
"Are you two finished talking?" The giant asked, his voice surprisingly kind.
Felisha blinked at him.
"Uh, yes, Master Jaen," Misita said after a few seconds.
"Good. Well then," Master Jaen called out to the mob of students in front of him. His eyes quickly skimmed the crowd and continued. "Everyone, today will just be treated like a normal day, so don't expect anything new or special. Now, everyone, you know where to go." Master Jaen smiled while the students walked off in different groups depending on what weapon they had. Master Jaen walked with the group which held primarily staves.
Felisha stood there utterly confused once again. She had no clue on where to go. She gripped the staff in her hands while slowly everyone deserted her to figure things out on her own.
"Uh, Felisha?"
Felisha jumped and whirled around. Karlan stood behind her, his gray eyes worried. "Are... You alright?"
"Oh, oh yeah. I'm perfectly fine. It's my brain that isn't alright. Remember when i got knocked out?"
"Oh yeah, I found you lying on the ground... Did it affect your head or something?"
Felisha smirked. "Heh, I don't doubt it. I can hardly remember anything, like in Sprits' class." She blushed. "I even forgot where i was supposed to do. Master Jaen is so vague."
Karlan cleared his throat. "Well, you should come with me then. We have the same class, so if you find it hard to remember anything, just ask me, okay?"
Felisha smiled. "Thanks."
Karlan blushed. "Yeah well..."He cleared his throat. "W-we should get going." Felisha nodded and followed him after all of the class. Master Jaen was standing quietly, waiting for Karlan and Felisha while the other students chatted about something apparently very exciting. Master Jaen nodded when Felisha gave him an apologetic look and clapped his hand loudly to get the attention of all of the students.
"Okay, everyone get a partner," Karlan and Felisha looked at each other, "and get in lines to practice the drills."
Everyone got in two lines, including Felisha who found herself by rote getting in line across from Karlan. She blinked her confusion away while everyone gripped their rods and took a stance, again including Felisha who did so by rote.
"Begin!"
The practice was fairly easy, just a series of basic blocks and hits in succession. They continued on for about 10 minutes until Master Jaen, who had disappeared for a few minutes, called for everyone to stop. The other students joined the staff group and their training masters stood behind Master Jaen.
"Well then, now that we are all warmed up, The other masters," He extended a hand out to three other training masters who where standing behind him, "and I have decided since we are nearing the end of your training, it would seem like a good time to have sparring matches, to test everything you have learned thus far."
Felisha gulped.
"The matches will be picked by the training masters by picking two of our best from each class and randomly pitting them against each other. We have already decided on our best, so next we shall decide who gets to spar with whom. Any questions?"
A hand was raised a few people away from Felisha. "Didn't you say today would be treated like a normal practice day?"
Master Jaen smiled. "I did, didn't I? Well then, I guess I lied." ("I didn't know Master Jaen was capable of lying," a voice behind Felisha muttered.) After receiving a few more questions, Master Jaen turned to the other training masters and the students turned to each other and talked with the closest friend they could find.
Felisha looked around, searching for a bouncing head of black curls, pinching her self in the meantime. She still didn't believe any of this was real, but it seemed much too real. Tired of waiting for Lia, Felisha walked off in search of her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a group of swordsmen and women. Thinking that was where Lia might be, she headed toward it. The ground rumbled for a bit, causing Felisha to lose her balance and bump into a boy. "Oh, I'm sorr-"
When Felisha looked at the boy, she got goosebumps. His red orange hair was pulled back into a short, loose ponytail and his right ear had a large black stone earring. He was wearing a off-white tank top like shirt, showing off is lean muscled arms, whose hands where stuffed into the pockets of his brown pants, his shoes were a plain leather. The boy's eyes were what gave Felisha the goosebumps. The look in his blue eyes was dark, almost enough to suck her in. Felisha could sense that there was a part of the look that he didn't give to everyone, the look of fierce hatred.
The students grew silent around them. The boy glared at Felisha. "Watch where you're going, Karillo." He growled.
Felisha returned the glare. "Watch where you're existing!" She hissed and walked past him. She could feel the poison from the boy's glare on her back. She normally wouldn't have been so rude to someone who had acted like that to her, but she made an exception for him. There was something she didn't like about that boy, she just couldn't explain it.
"Hey, 'Lisha, you okay?" Lia appeared from a group of other sword users, her black eyes worried. "Saw what happened between you and Caspian. He can be a real jerk, huh?"
Felisha grunted in agreement. "Caspian, huh? Got to remember that..."
"Why does he even hate you, anyway? It's like ever since we've met him, he's hated you." Lia remarked, walking with Felisha over to where Felisha was waiting before. "Weird, huh?"
"Yeah," Felisha nodded. "He should change his name to 'Cas-Pain-In-The-'"
Master Jaen clapped his hand loudly to get the attention of the students who had erupted into conversation. He was standing on a large platform of rock which was the cause of the earthquake. "Alright students," The spars have been decided, and first off," He looked at a slip of paper that he had in his hands. "Karlan Myle verses Lia Ruiz."
The students cheered for the combatants. Felisha whooped in support of both of her friends. Karlan, who had ventured over to the opposite side of the group of students stepped from the group of students onto the platform. Lia stepped onto the platform and waved to a group of whooping boys off too the far right.
Felisha rolled her eyes.
Master Jaen guided the combatants to their starting positions and stepped to the center of the platform. "Alright, now let me explain the rules of this match. You are allowed to only to what you've learned in this class, which means no werfing. If anyone is caught, they are disqualified from the match. Which also applies to the audience." His eyes scanned the crowd. "Anyone caught helping will be punished. Understood?"
"Yes, Master Jaen." The whole crowd said in unison.
"Good." Master Jaen stepped off the platform. He held is hand high in the air. "On your marks!" Lia and Karlan shifted into position. Felisha whooped in encouragement. A smirk spread over Lia's lips. "Begin!"
The crowd exploded into cheers heard all the way down to Felisha's house as Lia and Karlan charged toward each other. The spar was amazingly one-sided. Karlan was royally pounded by Lia's swift attacks. It almost looked like she was actually dancing instead of attacking. After three minutes Karlan had to surrender in order to save himself from breaking his neck. The crowd cheered and whooped for Lia, who pumped her fist in the air. The same group of boys from before whistled shrilly. Lia hopped down next to Felisha.
Felisha gave her a hug. "Great sparring! No wonder you're one of the best!"
Lia smiled. "Thanks! I feel sorry for Karlan though. I bet he's never gunna live down losing to a girl." She giggled.
Felisha chuckled. "Uh-huh. A guy's ego is very fragile." She looked to Master Jaen, who was pulling another slip of paper from his pocket. "Whoa, we'd better pay attention." Lia nodded.
Two spars later the students were very worked up because of the adrenaline of the matches. They were chatting excitedly with each other, so loudly that only a few students heard the name of the combatants. Those who did grew silent.
Master Jaen called out to the crowd, "Felisha Karillo verses Caspian Aklain."
 Charleze · Sat Sep 09, 2006 @ 07:20am · 0 Comments |
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~~~Chapter 3: Lia~~~
Since the hill that led up to the castle wasn't very steep, and that Felisha was one of the fastest girls she knew(few matched her skill), she was up the hill in no time. When she reached the crest of the hill, she saw that she wasn't even late, for others where hanging around waiting to be called in. Felisha would have been standing around like a fool if it wasn't for the sight of springy black curls with blond highlights...
"Aly!!" Felisha was about to call to her friend, but she tripped over a rock and land flat on her face. Aly turned around to see what happened and gasped. She clapped her hand to her mouth and ran to help Felisha up.
"Felisha!! You alright?" Aly helped Felisha get up and dust her off.
"Yeah," Felisha rubbed a bruise on her forehead, "I'm alright, thanks."
Aly smiled. She wore a white spaghetti strap shirt with fishnet selves, starting from her just below her armpits down to her wrists. She wore low rise jean Capri's and had plain boots. "No problem. So how ya been? Are you still okay from the time you fainted?"
Felisha blinked. "I fainted?... Oh! Oh, yeah I'm-I'm fine." Just after saying this, a bell rang loudly, making Felisha jump. "Wha' was that?!"
Aly rolled her eyes and said, "Duh! The bell! It's time for classes to begin!" Aly grabbed Felisha's hand and pulled her to the front doors. "I understand if you forgot some things when you bonked your head earlier, but have no fear! Your friend Lia will help you all the way!"
"Lia? Who's she?" Felisha thought as she was dragged to a enormous room where about a hundred or so youths were sitting on benches in front of a stage with a wooden, ornate podium. The youths were talking among themselves and didn't take much notice when Aly and Felisha walked in. The room was nothing special, except for four tapestries hanging on the walls. The were adjacent from each other, each with a different design. One was a crimson red with gold trim, with swirling circles and lines that reminded Felisha of fire. Another was a serene blue, with silver trim, and it's design looked as if it was a river. There even were faint outlines of fish. Another tapestry was forest green with a brown trim and the design looked like trees an mountains were in the background. The last tapestry was Felisha's favorite, a very pretty silver tapestry with a pale blue trim had the look of clouds on it.
When Felisha and Aly sat down on an empty bench, as if a switch was pressed, a man stood up to a podium. The man was elderly, like in his 60-Somethings, with red hair fringes. He scanned the rows of teenagers for awhile, waiting for them for the youth to be quiet. A few teenagers were still talking, oblivious to the silence of the others. The man at the podium loudly cleared his throat and the teenagers snapped to attention. The quickly faced forward with embarrassed faces. The man smiled at them and cleared his throat again.
"Hello and salutations, my dear students!" The man's voice echoed along the giant room. "I am Master Jevan, and I am here to greet you for this brand new day of education. For the announcements for today..." Master Jevan cleared his throat again. Felisha rolled her eyes. Master Jevan talked on and on about stuff that didn't interest Felisha. He cleared his throat many times during the announcements. "Someone get that man a frickin cough drop!" Felisha thought.
Felisha's mind wandered for a while when she felt Aly jab her in the arm. "Ow!" She rubbed her arm, "Whatcha do that for?"
"Come on! It's time to go for classes." Aly exclaimed. She grabbed Felisha's arm and pushed through the crowd of students shoving for the exits. Aly was fast enough to make it through without much shoving. When they escaped from the mob of escaping students, Aly hurriedly walked through the halls with Felisha on he tail. Felisha had no clue where they were running to, so she decided to follow Aly the rest of the way. It wasn't too long before Aly stopped suddenly and Felisha, being the spacey person that she is, ran into Aly and knocked her down. Male passerby laughed, but Felisha didn't care.
Felisha clapped her hand to her mouth and gasped. "Oh my God, I'm soooo sorry!" She squatted down and held out her hand. Aly groaned and grabbed Felisha's hand. Felisha lifted her friend up and gave her a hug. "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine..." Aly rubbed the back of her head. "Watch were you're goin' next time, you klutz!"
Felisha frowned. "Well, excuuuuse me! I said I was sorry, Aly..."
Aly blinked. "Aly... Why did you call me Aly?"
"Uhh...." Felisha blinked. "Isn't that... your name?" She mumbled, hoping Aly didn't hear her.
Aly cocked her to the side and squinted at the ground at Felisha's feet. "That's not my..." She began to say, but soon her eyes looked up at ceiling and exclaimed, "Oh! I get it! Aly is Lia with the letters mixed around! Of course!"
Felisha stared at Aly. "What is she talking about", She thought.
Aly chuckled and took Felisha's hand and patted it. "It's alright Lish, you just got the letters of my name mixed up!" Felisha blinked repeatedly. "It's Lia. LIA." Aly Lia said stressing the I in her name. She let go of Felisha's hand and stuck her thumb at the door to her side. "Shall we?" She asked, and entered the room. Felisha followed, blinking.
The room they had entered was obviously a classroom, like the ones you would find in a college. The room was a semi-circle, with stone stair like platforms where there where isles of chairs and a flat surface protruded form each of the chairs' side. There was a desk in the center of the only flat wall with papers with scrawled writing on them as if the writer was rushed, a dark green mat and a paper weight in the shape of an Owl like creature.
Lia lead Felisha to a seat and sat down. Felisha took the cue and sat down next to her, looking around. It didn't seem like class started, so she saw many groups of youth chatting in circles in various places in the room. A few seconds later, a man in his late twenties walked in through the door. He was wearing mud brown robes with his feet covered by his long robes, and he had his red hair in a ponytail and had a single earring. He also had a tattoo on his forehead. It was a circle with a X through it and a single dot in the canter of each quarter-circle. Felisha heard Lia sigh dreamily when the man walked in the door. Felisha smiled. She knew that sigh. It was Aly always did whenever her flavor of the month walked past.
The man rapped on his desk sharply, to catch the attention of the chatting groups. The groups hurriedly went to fill the seats not occupied. The man straightened and cleared his throat.
"Not you too," Felisha thought.
"Good Morning, Students." The man called out.
"Good Morning, Master Sprits" The class replied, sounding really bored.
Master Sprits smiled. "Is everyone happy that your training is almost over?" He called again. Now everyone cheered and whooped and whistled. Felisha didn't. She was too busy wondering why Master Sprits meant by 'almost over'.
"Well, since you all know the end is near, I'm sure you would also know this calls for a test on your knowledge thus far." Master Sprits said. Everyone groaned, including Felisha. If her brain was scrambled, it would be in no condition for a test, especially on a subject she never learned.
"So we are all going to review. I'm going to ask various question to a student, and let them pray to the Gods they know the answer. Everyone ready? Good. Now, Lia. Would you please name the basic facts of Judena."
Lia stood up. "Judena is the religion of the world. It outranks all other religions in popularity. The two major gods are Kyray, the King, and Godees, the Queen. Their children were given jobs to teach them responsibility."
"Good good, Lia. You may sit down." Master Sprits said. Lia sat down and sighed in relief. Felisha gave her a comforting smile and turned back to the teacher. "Now let's see... Karlan, would you please name the minor gods and their jobs."
A boy with shaggy hair looked up. "M-Me?" He asked. He didn't look perpared. Master Sprits nodded and the boy stood up. "W-well, The minor gods are the sons and daughters of the the King and Queen. They are Yuen, god of sun and war, Ujube, goddess of moon and l-love," He glanced quickly at Felisha and quickly looked back to Master Sprits. Felisha raised her eyebrows. That boy had a crush on her. " Dana," Karlan continued, "God of Seniority, Dyran, goddess of Youth, L-Legna, goddess of life and d-d-death, andlastKuyenethedarkgod." Karlan rushed and then sat down quickly.
Master Sprits smiled. "Very good Karlan, but I suggest you don't speed up when you're nearing the end." Cruel giggles bubbled from the back. Master Sprits didn't seem to notice. " Well then, Felisha,"
"Huh?" Felisha asked, blinking. She wasn't really paying attention.
"Would you mind explaining to us about Kuyene?"
"But, Master Sprits, I-"
"Stand up when you address the teacher." Master Sprits said.
Felisha sighed and stood up. "Master Sprits, I'm afraid I can't remember."
It was Master Sprits time to blink. "You can't remember..."
Lia quickly stood up. "Felisha isn't feeling well. She was knocked unconscious and can't seem to rmember much. I plan to help her out for the rest of class, in case she suddenly remembers."
Master Sprits nodded. "I understand. You may sit down both of you." As Felisha and Lia sat down, Felisha mouthed the words, "Thank you," to Lia. "No problem," Lia mouthed back.
Master Sprits looked to the group where the cruel giggles emitted from. "Well then, Misita, why don't you explain, instead of Felisha."
A girl with long curly yellow locks stood up. "Kuyene was cast out by Yuen when he torched Kyray's robes and blamed it on Dyran." She sat down again and smiled Master Sprits.
"And?..." Master Sprits asked.
"Oh!" Misita shot up. "And because of being cast out, he vowed vengence on the divine realms." She sat down again.
"Thank you," Master walked back to the center of the room." Now that we have the jist of our religion, let's move on to the Four Life-" The bell rang, interupting his sentance. The students quickly jumped out of their seats and ran out the door. As students shoved to freedom or a next class, Master Sprit called out, "Tomorrow, we will finish reviewing the Four Lives!" Felisha was sure she was the only one who actualy heard him, but it didn't matter. She had lost Lia in the mob, and was staring around franticly for her best friend.
"Felisha! Over here!"
Felisha turned and saw Lia waving her arm above the crowd. "Over here!" Lia called again and Felisha ran toward her.
"Where we going next?" Felisha asked.
"Practice Courts." Lia said and she grabbed Felisha wrist. "Come on! Combat Master Jaen is really strict when it comes to punctualness!" Lia raced away, leaving Felisha in her dust. She sighed and ran after Lia.
Charleze · Sat Sep 09, 2006 @ 07:18am · 0 Comments |
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Chapter 2~~ Any more Interesting |
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~~~~~Ch. 2 Any More Interesting~~~~~
After escaping the covers of the bed, Felisha is face-to-face with a mirror. She stared at her reflection. "Is that me??" She was apparently not in the clothes she started in. She was wearing a loose, short sleeved white cotton blouse, stretchy black shorts that clung to her skin, a light green skirt, ending just below her knees with long slits down the side. Felisha cocked her head to the side. Then the other. She twisted and turned, trying to get the full view of herself in this new outfit. She smiled to herself and took a look around the room.
She didn't see too much. Most of the stuff was just small trinkets, but some others seemed important. There was a clay cat, painted black and gray, and a there were two stacks of books, each about a foot high. When Felisha looked at the titles of the books, even though there were in a different language, she could still read what they said. Some titles were "Book of Knowledge: Volume II", "Mylona: Woman of the Wind", and "Werfing for Idiots". Felisha frowned. "Who come I know this language?", she thought.
Felisha found a pretty necklace with matching bracelets hidden in a drawer nearby the bed. The necklace was a thick black choker that had a tear-shaped green gem encrusted in the middle. The stone sparkled in the sunlight and it made Felisha a bit sleepy. The bracelets looked the same but but were smaller. She put the jewelry on and walked over to the door. Her hands reached for a doorknob but it grasped only air. Felisha noticed that there was no doorknob and pushed against the door. It opened easily. She walked out into a hall with a rug and little paintings hanging from the walls. She dragged her hand across the wall as she walked down the hall. The hall wasn't really long, so she accidentally ran into the door at the other end of the hall. An sweet aroma wafted through the cracks of the door. The smell reminded Felisha of breakfast, so she eagerly walked through the door.
On the other side of the door, A woman was cooking at a stove while a man was seemingly reading something that reminded Felisha of a Flintstones newspaper. When she walked in, the man looked up at her. The man looked to be about 40 years old. He had black hair and a beard. The beard wasn't long but it was much longer then any man Felisha had seen. His beard was getting gray too. His eyes were a greenish-hazel and almond shaped. He was wearing what looked like a peasant's clothes, which were a brownish-gray tunic and brown breeches tucked into leather boots. His ears had a point at the end, like an elf's. Felisha stared at the ears for a little while, confused.
"Look who's up," The man's voice boomed. Felisha blinked. The man wasn't speaking in English, but she understood what he said. " Weird..."
The woman then turned around. She had long hair which was more reddish then the man's, and her eyes were bigger and greener. She looked about 35 or so, and she wore a bluish-gray dress with a white apron. They were hardly visible but she also had on a pair of light brown boots. She also had elf ears. "Good morning, honey. How are you feeling? Do you have a headache?" The woman asked, stirring a pot with a wooden spoon.
Felisha blinked and shook her head.
"Good. We were worried about you, Felisha,"
"Yeah, when we heard you passed out, your mother almost passed out herself." The man said, smirking.
"I never did that."
"I never said you did, honey"
Felisha pulled out a chair and sat down. "Oooookay, I have never seen these people before and yet they act as if they've known me forever. What gives? And how do they know my name?" She closed her eyes. "Well, the man said 'your mother almost fainted', maybe...They're my parents?....No, neither my dad or my mom have elf ears!!" Felisha reached to scratched behind her ears, but her ears where not round anymore..."What the crap?" She reached for her other ear. It felt just like her other one. Felisha blinked.
The woman, her supposed mother, placed a spoon and a bowl in front of her. She then took the pot and spooned some spoonfuls of what looked like hot, peach colored mush. "Eat up, you've been asleep for a few days, and you need to hurry over for your werf training."
"Training? Werf?" Felisha asked, blowing over the bowl to cool down it's contents. Her hand shot to her mouth. She wasn't speaking english either... Confused, she then used her spoon, dipped it into the bowl, and sipped. Despite it gross appearance, it actually tasted pretty good. She went ahead and repeated the process.
"Y'know, it's where you go almost every single day since you've been 12. It's at the top of the hill in the castle where you can see over all of this town from the watch tower." Felisha's "father" said, teasing.
"Ok ok, sheesh, I get it." Felisha rolled her eyes. Even if they weren't hers, parents were weird. "So should I head over now then?"
"You should," Her "mom" said, "You said you would meet Lia over there." She gave Felisha a kiss on her forehead and and took her half-empty(or half-full) bowl and put in in a sink.
"Uuuh...Right." Felisha said, wondering who Lia was. "Do I need to bring anything?" She got up from her seat and pushed her chair in.
"You don't need anything but you're late as is! Come on, honey, hop to it!" Her "mom" pushed Felisha to the door.
"I ain't hoppin' anywhere." Felisha said but let her self me push out the door. " 'Bye," She says and she closes the door behind her. "Well, that was odd," Felisha thought as she looked around to see if she could find the hill. She saw a large building built like a small castle sittin uptop a hill. She started walking up to the castle and soon broke out into a run. "Could this day get any more interesting?"
Charleze · Sat Sep 09, 2006 @ 07:17am · 0 Comments |
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Kamioe: Chapta 1~~~ Maple Leaf |
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So yeah, this is teh first chapter of my story. Aren't you lucky to stumble upon this page 3nodding Anyways Enjoy =D
Felisha Karillo, 16 year old sophomore at Logan High school, broke the tape. Again. Being the star athlete of the cross country & track and Field, it wouldn't be the first time she won the five mile race against Silverstone High school, second in the state(after Logan of course). Felisha was a fit girl, with a skinny body and strong legs. She had jet black hair, ending about 2 or 3 inches below her shoulder blades, with side parted dark auburn bangs. Freckles were sprinkled over the bridge of her nose and a crescent birthmark was spread over her right temple. When she wasn't wearing her cross country uniform(green with purple lettering and diagonal stripe), Felisha wore her usual attire, slight faded blue jeans with a rose pink T-shirt with the words 'I'd rather be Sleeping' in fancy red lettering.
Felisha wobbled tiredly to where she kept her Gatorade when she was tackled by a girl with bouncing black curls. The girl squeaked when she hugged Felisha, her black eyes glittering with mirth. When the girl finally let go, Felisha was able to get a good look at the girl. She looked to be about 16, with springy black curls with blond highlights. She wore a plain white t-shirt with a small, blue, embroidered eagle at the right corner. Blue jeans and white tennis shoes completed the outfit with simple flair. The girl's face showed a Hispanic heritage with deep skin tones.
Ally Ameca, Felisha's best friend, smiled with pride. "Felisha! You did great!" She grabbed the Gatorade that Felisha was eying and handed it to her. Felisha eagerly gulped it down halfway, and promptly gagged.
"Thanks," Felisha replied out of breath and wiped her mouth. She took another swig of the Gatorade and sat on the closest bench. She clasped her knees looking down, a bead of sweat fell off the tip of her nose. Ally sat down next to Felisha when Felisha's family came, armed with towels and a spritz bottle filled with water.
"Honey, that was great!" Felisha's mom exclaimed, spraying Felisha with water from the spritz bottle. Before Felisha could reply, she was smothered by a towel.
"Mrrmmmph!!" Felisha shoved the towel back at Amelia, her older sister. Looking at Amelia and Felisha, you could hardly tell that they were related. Amelia had dark hazel eyes while Felisha's were a bright emerald green. Amelia was 19 and an inch taller the her younger sister. Amelia's reddish brown hair was in a pixie cut, and she wore over sized glasses. She was wearing a blue plaid button-up shirt with a white tank top underneath. Her plaid shirt was unbuttoned now and she had on denim shorts frayed at the bottom with plain blue flip flops.
"S-sorry!" Amelia stuttered. When she regained her balance, Ally came back and draped the blanket over Felisha's shoulders. Amelia wasn't as outspoken as Felisha. In fact, she was down right shy, especially around guys. Felisha's attention was diverted to answering questions to the annoying school sports reporter when everyone was called to the cafeteria.
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Soon after everyone arrived at the school cafeteria, which was set up like a buffet with round table scattered around the room with chairs pushed under it, the awards were passed out. Felisha was back in her regular clothes and was awarded a gold medal, for finishing in first, and a hearty pat on the back from her coach. Felisha sat back down in her chair, and watched the other runners win their award. The one award that Felisha took most notice of was the endurance award. It was a new award and Felisha had forgotten why it was awarded. But it wasn't the award that attracted her attention; It was the winner.
The winner was a 15 year old boy who had messy black hair and steely gray eyes. He seemed pretty fit with muscles on his arms and legs, with a long, thin scar across his right bicep. After accepting the award, He strode over to Felisha's table, which currently occupied Felisha and Amelia. When he was about a yard away, Amelia quickly made herself scarce and was over by her best friend, Chelsea, who was at the end of the line for the buffet. Felisha rolled her eyes and stood up to greet the boy, with out having to strain her neck to look at him. "Hi," She greeted with a small smile.
"Hey, I never expected a girl to get first. It should be recorded in the history books," The boy said with hints of teasing in his voice.
Felisha squinted at him. "Was that supposed to be a joke?"
He shruged. "Thought it was," He cleared his throat and stuck out his hand, "I'm Jack. What's your name."
Felisha shook Jack's hand. "Felisha," She smiled. "So I see you won that award. What's it for, anyway?"
Jack took the medal in his hand and examined it. "I don't know...." He dropped the medal. " Ya know, I would have gotten in first. I was behind you for most of the race, but some guy cut me off."
"That's too bad. But how does that win you an endurance award?"
He shrugged again . "It's a mystery even to it's recipient. Mind if I ask you a question?
"Shoot."
"Are you from Venus?"
"Uh, no. Why?" Felisha blinked at Jack. She looked around the area, looking for Aly or Amelia.
" 'Cause baby, your a** is out of this world."
Felisha blinked repeatedly. "Er... What?"
Jack smirked. "You know how I was behind you for most of the race? Well, I'll just say that I got a terrific view!"
Appalled, Felisha slapped him. "Perv." muttered as Felisha stalked away out of the school cafeteria and into the bathroom. As she did, she noticed that Jack had a slightly red hand mark where her hand landed.
Felisha was staring at her self in the mirror when Chelsea entered the bathroom. Chelsee was 16, the same age as Felisha, though she was a junior instead of a sophomore. Chelsee was definitely different then her best friend Amelia, who was quiet and reserved. Chelsee could kick anyone's butt, hands down. She wore a black tank with graying caprees and regular shoes, and her hair was straight and black. "Hey Felisha, what's up?"
"Men are apes," Felisha muttered, she then turned on the water and splashed her face.
"Uh, dur. It's, like, no secret."Chelsee looked at Felisha's reflection. "What did the ape do to you?"
"Hit on me." Felisha took a paper towel, wiped her hands on it, and threw it away.
Chelsee's eyebrows raised, "Really? Was he cuuuute?"
Felisha stared at Chelsee, "No." She sighed and headed for the door, "I'm goin' for a walk."
"I'll tell your mom where you went," Felisha heard Chelsee say before Felisha closed the door.
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Felisha sat on the bleachers where the school track was, staring blankly into space, her hands cradling her head. What a jerk. I can't believe him, coming on to me like that. I hope he learned his lesson not to mess with me.... Oh, what am I thinking!? I heard what Chelsee said, men are apes! Big and hairy and dumb. Spitting image I'd say...
Felisha ranted on and on in her head about how men are idiots, when out of the corner of her eye, she spotted something bright. Very bright. When she looked up, she was blinded by two great lights, one yellow, one orange. She shielded her eyes from the sudden light, and peeked through her fingers to see what it was. Standing before her were two figures, one male and one female. She couldn't see any distinguishing feature due to the light, but she could hear a voice.
-It is time, young one,- A voice sounded in her head. It sounded male, so Felisha expected the male figure had spoken.
"Time? Time for what?" Felisha called to the figures. She saw the figure of the female raise her hand in the air and great gushes of wind blew all around Felisha.
-There shall be a time for answers. For now, child, you must come.- This time a female voice spoke, again inside Felisha's head.
Felisha was confused. What are they talking about? What the heck is-? She thought to herself. "What do you want from me?" She called even louder, the wind numbing her ears.
-I said there shall be a time for answers,- The female voice replied.
-For now, you must come. Come unto your new home.- The male voice spoke.
Then it got even brighter, and Felisha shielded her eyes. Soon later, the blinding light had disappeared and sunlight warmed her hands. Felisha peeked through her fingers. She was in a large valley, which stretched for what seemed to be miles. She was standing in front of a large maple tree, with sunlight peeking through the tussle of branches. She put her hands back down to her sides, blinking in disbelief at the tree. This is my new home? A frickin' tree? she thought. A gentle gust of wind blew, and detached a leaf from one of the leaf's branches. The leaf fluttered down toward Felisha. She caught the leaf just as it reached her eye-level.
-This maple leaf is your kamioe. It will be your guide through out this journey.- The female voice sounded in her head.
"My what?" Felisha whispered.
-Your kamioe. Everyone you meet from now on as one.- The voice spoke again.
"Um... Ooookaay,"
-Anytime you see a maple leaf, whether it be on a tree, blowing in the wind, or even in your mind's eye, something of great importance is near.-
"Riiight," Felisha blinked at the leaf. The ground pulsed beneath her. Startled, she dropped the leaf. Another pulse knocked her on her butt. A large crack in the ground formed a few feet in front of her. With each pulse it opened up more and more until it was at least 50 feet deep and 10 feet wide. Felisha tried to stand up, but was knocked back down by each pulse. After a few tries, she finally stood up. She tried to back away, but a strong gust of wind blew at her, pushing her closer and closer to the ditch. Felisha fought the wind, trying not to fall in the ditch, but it was a lost cause.
Her foot stepped straight into the ditch and she half screamed half squeaked. She fell a few feet before grabbing onto a narrow ledge. Felisha thanked God she was alive, and did her best to hang on.
"Don't look down, don't look down, don't look down...." Felisha warned herself. Too late, she looked down. There was nothing but empty air. Felisha squeaked, squeezing her eyes shut. She hung there for what seemed like forever, but her sweaty hands soon began to lose her grip. She tried to get it back, but let go.
This time she really did scream, loud and shrill. She looked up and watched as the sun, the clear blue sky, and the valley, disappear from view.
Felisha landed in the softest stuff she could ever hope to land in. She felt the stuff envelope her, and cover her. When she settled, She groaned softly and slowly opened her eyes. She was bed, with soft, warm cover and mattress. When she looked around, she noticed the room surrounding her, with the walls painted white and its old wooden floor. The window, which faced her bed, portrayed a relaxing scene of a large oak tree with a small nest of birds sitting amongst the tree's branches.
Felisha sat up, aching all over. She wasn't in her room, at home. She wasn't really sure of where she was. "I'm defiantly not in Kansas anymore...." she muttered, and got out of the bed.
Well, Tada!! Comment If you please! =D
Charleze · Sun Sep 03, 2006 @ 01:13am · 0 Comments |
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