CasperDude

So, you want to hear my favorite story, eh? Fair enough. A warning, though - it is more of a history lesson than an exciting tale of adventure. Still so adamant? Okay, okay! No need to get worked up over it. I'm just trying to build tension. To start, we go back seventy-five hundred years. Give or take. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It is the fourteenth year of the Great Hiding, or so my advisors tell me. The populace already grows anxious. The ages are marked by genocide of what the new race claims unclean. Humanity, they call themselves in their native tongue. They say that we are half-breeds, and seek our blood. 'Half-Snake' and 'Half-W

     The sounds of the slow mechanisms of the glass cutter were maddening. The tension would drive any normal person insane with paranoiaof being caught, but he stood his ground. Of course, most normal people have hum-drum lives and jobs, with families or dreams of families and a happy home. Once the inane screeches of the cutting glass stopped, Alex Mandrake, age twenty-seven, reached for the improvised suction cups he made from plungers earlier that evening.     "Damnable machine, always making such a noise. I really should replace it," he mumbled, "I'll get a new one after tonight." A satisfying 'thwok', and the plunger cups were attache

 It was a normal British Summer. Rainy, cloudy, and humid. I never quite liked the idea of a Summer without the heat, but I’ve never spoken with Mother Nature about it, or even verbally complained. Not much sense in doing so, of course. So when I took holiday to Stonehenge, the darkened, overcast sky was no surprise. The amount of people there was minimal, to my delight. I never liked crowds much, and having no tourists at all at such a famous site made me smile. I got to keep the beauty of such an obscure monument to myself, and at that I smiled. It wasn’t like me to smile, but I found myself with a large smirk. As I walked up th

     'These drives are going to kill me,' I thought. Hopefully I'd make it through the Gap between dimensions quickly enough to get something to eat. That's the thing with the gap, though. Since the two dimensions have wavering borders with all th magic being tossed around these days, the distance (or more precise, time to cross the Gap) changes as well. It's immensely frustrating sometimes.     "At least we have tunes," I mumbled from the passenger's seat. Reaching up to turn on the radio, my hand was slapped back down by Kairi. "What wazzat for?" She glared at me from peripheral vision, no moving her head an inch. "You know electronics m

'His fire is red, your greed is black. All of his time is set on attack. Does the knight forgive, or slay without thought? Does he rethink the dragons he fought? Ever the brave, ever the light. Does his courage go away at night? He seems only virtue, only good, only brave. Could you have known that he started a knave? 'Neco Omnis Provus', he'll yell, assuring his foe will be sent to Hell. How could he know, can he understand? Can his sword slay all without reprimand? No, his mistakes are there, rusting him away. Can you call him yet a knight today? For does the armor make the man, or the fire in his soul - For he protects you through heat and

                                                         -Untitled-                                                            Ch. 5                “Ugh. I hate gremlins. Always so… Rude.” Alexa’s shoulders sagged in frustration. She obviously thinks this part of her gift is either unsatisfactory or – more likely – unfair.                “Hey, you’re the only one I know that can understand them, right?” I laugh and pull my hair back from in front of my face. “I hate my hair sometimes… It’s too flippy.” ‘Lexa makes an angry grunt – clearly upset.                

                                                           -Untitled-                                                             Ch. 4              “This is interesting. I thought you decided not to go?” I hate it when she changes her mind like that. Not that she isn’t allowed to have her own free will, it’s just that… Well, she makes huge decisions, cancels that decision, and then starts it again without telling anyone. It gets quite confusing at times.              “Well… I figured that Enchantments and Alchemy weren’t my strong suit, so I dropped those – I kept Magical Interpretation, tho

                                                                  -Untitled-                                                                     Ch. 3     "So… he sliced one of your earphones off?" "Yes." "JUST one?" Yep. The right one. The left one is the good one anyways – is it really that important?" "I'm still trying to figure out why he only cut ONE off? Actually, why didn't he cut your HEAD off?" I sigh, because having to explain this to her for the third time is getting increasingly annoying. "Because, Kairi, he was a new lycan, and he didn't have the aim yet." "But how did he miss? He was right there!" "He got my headphones! Besi

                                                                   -Untitled-                                                                       Ch. 2 It was too quiet for a werewolf to be around – not a good sign. Its also too dark to see where I'm stepping, and thus much harder to see where a lycan with black fur is. The growling seems to be all around me, but I don't think that there are more than one nearby. If there was, one would have lost its cool and attacked by now. And then… a vibration in my pocket, and the Super Mario Brothers theme song. What a time to get a phone call, eh? I reluctantly pick up, ready to seethe my frustra