Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2015 14:22:20 GMT -5
----------------------------------------------10 Years Ago------------------------------------------
A very young child, whose name was called David, was running away from a band of kids which was at least, three years older than him. The reason why however, is the fact that he stole a hat from them. He kept on going through alleyways, until he was stuck upon the wall. His father always told him, he was a Fisuto, he has to defend his pride. However, ever since his mother left for the seas, he had very less confidence. David always loved his mother, even if she spent her nights just staring at the open sea. When he was backed up against the rock wall, he prepared himself to get punched. The 'swish' of a dagger was made as a 12 year old shrieked, his hand was cut. They cowered behind the hurt comrade, from a person who David always owed from then on. Taylor Espechadin, a white male, only one year older than him faced them head on. He always wore a shirt which varies upon colors, and had baggy trousers. Taylor's blonde hair swayed in the wind, as he confronted them three.
"Beat it."
The three boys dared to move, as they was enraged on how one of them got hurt. However, David felt safer around Taylor, as he walked beside him and went into his pose for combat. His arm was pointing out with his fist, as his other was tucked in behind. They both looked at each other and smiled, forming a friendship between eyes. David ran towards them, and tried out his new technique.
"Ashi KICK!"
David jumped so that his feet would be able to kick one of their heads. He charged his foot towards one of their heads, bashing them so that they would crash upon each other. Taylor then took over, as David landed, he took out some old daggers and screamed out, the same as David:
"Piasu TORTURE!"
They all screamed as the daggers went in between their legs, almost as he said, piercing the side of their legs, making a pool of blood as they shouted out for forgiveness. David felt quite weird ed out however, he didn't mean to do that serious of damage. He still felt proud, as of how he beat the people who had the same objective of them. Not noticing Taylor walking out of the alleyway, he gave each of the bullies 50 beri, and ending up imprinting such beri in their backs. Taylor and David both left the alleyway, as new friends.
----------------------------------------------Now---------------------------------------------
David woke up on the cold floor. He saw the place that he last saw Kane in, had stains on blood yet the body itself was missing.His body was cut from the rocks and was bleeding, however he didn't mind much. David looked for his hat, as it took him a while yet he managed to find it. Once finished crawling around the rocks for a while, he managed to pull himself up, as David asked the nearby militiamen a question.
"Oi oi, wheres the dude?"
"W-wait, how did you get up, I thought you was dead.. how did you even lose consciousness?!"
"Well, in a long story short I got tired. Now where is the Kane dude."
"He got taken to jail."
"A'ight then, where do I go now?"
"Back to the councils."
After getting taken there, David felt a bit woozy, as the young man looked for a place to sit on, the man who ordered the fists of his own to pound onto Kane finally spoke out.
"So you want to what to do then..?"
David, still exhausted from the battle surprisingly and forgotten what to do, replied:
"Sure."
A very young child, whose name was called David, was running away from a band of kids which was at least, three years older than him. The reason why however, is the fact that he stole a hat from them. He kept on going through alleyways, until he was stuck upon the wall. His father always told him, he was a Fisuto, he has to defend his pride. However, ever since his mother left for the seas, he had very less confidence. David always loved his mother, even if she spent her nights just staring at the open sea. When he was backed up against the rock wall, he prepared himself to get punched. The 'swish' of a dagger was made as a 12 year old shrieked, his hand was cut. They cowered behind the hurt comrade, from a person who David always owed from then on. Taylor Espechadin, a white male, only one year older than him faced them head on. He always wore a shirt which varies upon colors, and had baggy trousers. Taylor's blonde hair swayed in the wind, as he confronted them three.
"Beat it."
The three boys dared to move, as they was enraged on how one of them got hurt. However, David felt safer around Taylor, as he walked beside him and went into his pose for combat. His arm was pointing out with his fist, as his other was tucked in behind. They both looked at each other and smiled, forming a friendship between eyes. David ran towards them, and tried out his new technique.
"Ashi KICK!"
David jumped so that his feet would be able to kick one of their heads. He charged his foot towards one of their heads, bashing them so that they would crash upon each other. Taylor then took over, as David landed, he took out some old daggers and screamed out, the same as David:
"Piasu TORTURE!"
They all screamed as the daggers went in between their legs, almost as he said, piercing the side of their legs, making a pool of blood as they shouted out for forgiveness. David felt quite weird ed out however, he didn't mean to do that serious of damage. He still felt proud, as of how he beat the people who had the same objective of them. Not noticing Taylor walking out of the alleyway, he gave each of the bullies 50 beri, and ending up imprinting such beri in their backs. Taylor and David both left the alleyway, as new friends.
----------------------------------------------Now---------------------------------------------
David woke up on the cold floor. He saw the place that he last saw Kane in, had stains on blood yet the body itself was missing.His body was cut from the rocks and was bleeding, however he didn't mind much. David looked for his hat, as it took him a while yet he managed to find it. Once finished crawling around the rocks for a while, he managed to pull himself up, as David asked the nearby militiamen a question.
"Oi oi, wheres the dude?"
"W-wait, how did you get up, I thought you was dead.. how did you even lose consciousness?!"
"Well, in a long story short I got tired. Now where is the Kane dude."
"He got taken to jail."
"A'ight then, where do I go now?"
"Back to the councils."
After getting taken there, David felt a bit woozy, as the young man looked for a place to sit on, the man who ordered the fists of his own to pound onto Kane finally spoke out.
"So you want to what to do then..?"
David, still exhausted from the battle surprisingly and forgotten what to do, replied:
"Sure."