Hiyas guys! I haven't been heres in like, forever, cause of school, but I'm gonna try and come around more. This is going to be another attempt at a dramatic story, although when I do dramas they always get reall mushy mahsy and poetic-ish........oh well. For those of you who are wondering, this is not the sequal to the knucklehead chronicles, this is just soemthing I wipped up out of the blue, so err.......enjoy! PS: This is story is about neopets, if you want to nkow what the hell a neopet is, go to
www.neopets.com
Chapter 1
Caolite looked out across the scorched battlefield that he would someday be risking his life on. For years, King Skarl had known about Darigan returning for the orb he ahd stolen from the once beautiful land, but had just pretended that a wise sorcerer told him where to find it, and had not ripped it viciously from the peaceful paws of Darigan's country. Since Meridell needed all the recrutes they could get, once a neopet turned 10, they were to be trained for battle, and after 3 years of rising through the ranks, they would be sent off to war, probably to never return again, except in a coffin of some sort. Tomorrow was Caolite's 10th birthday. He ahd never been so scared about a birthday. He had ussualy been excited and happy, but this year, he didn't really feel like celebrating, at the moment he felt more like running away and joining the circus. He slowly trudged back into his cozy little hut on the shores of Mystery Island, beckoning his faithful Anubis, Haole, to follow him in. He opened the door and steped into the kitchen for a late nigth snack. As he munched on his Yodel, he reflected on all the years that had gone by, how he dashed happily in the endless fields of wildflowers with his friends, the tireing expeditions through the forest, to their secret waterfall that he and his friends loved to leap off of, surfing up gargantuan waves, to either end in triumph, or a mouthfull of salt water, he never realized how good he really had it. Some neopets lived in the dank, death reaking, cages of the Neopian pound, while he was playing soccer with a coconut. Now he was going to get somewhat of a taste of what they lived through. He then snapped out of his daydream and realized he had cream filling dripping off his chin. He licked it off and headed off to bed, Haole at his side. A feeling of absolute dread washed over him as he settled down in his own bed for possibly the last time. Although he was much too anxious to get to sleep, eventually he drifted off into a dream, happy for the last time he would be in quite a while.
Oddling l:c l
It was all mushy and gross wasn't it? :P