A second chance

[Silversnow]

I dont really know if i should start this now, but i cannot resist... I know this will become crap but so what? Oh yeah, i'll be gone for two weeks, when i come back, i want atleast 3 answers to this...

File nr: 8557-0TT/2

Written by Emperor with file nr: 446-LL79\5

To all the following generations
I write this for you. It is now your task to complete the job I and my creator started. Lift up the city Eddahln from the darkness, out in the sun, and wip the dust of her. I dug, without knowing it, deep into her hart. And i found? Evil, darkness, pain, misery and so on... This is written for you to understand it, to open your eyes and turn them to the city Eddahln. This is my story, and it is true. Behold.....

I woke up in the middle of a desert. I was thirsty, my mask was covered with something waterlike but red and my head hurted. It hurted bad... When i looked around, i found a dead body beside me. I tried to crawl away from it, as far away as i could. It resulted in about 2 metres away. It was a mudokon. Quite young, his skin was light, probably beacuse of the blood around him. I didnt know why, but i recognized him. I tried to remember who he was, but i couldnt. I didnt even know my own name anymore. My head was filled with questions. Where am I? Why am I here? WHO am I?! I felt ashamed over myself. I tried to crawl away even more, and i prayed to whatever the bigger powers is that i would survive this. Water..... i thought. I need water.... I wished that i could hear my own voice, but the thirst was too big. The greater powers must have listened to my prayings, beacuse right before i felt myself slip away from the awake world, i saw someone ride towards me on a elum. Right then, i didnt care of all the weapons he had mounted on the elum...

I sure hope that it became good.

[Silversnow]

OOOOoh, thank you very much, *growl*

.....No return....
I looked around. All i could see was darkness with small, twinkling red stars. I couldnt even see myself beacuse of the darkness. That voice scared me. It sounded like a call from someone very far away. Maybe too far away?
.....Too bad that you went too far.....
This time it sounded more like a whisper. I really liked that voice, i didnt recognize it though. The stars grew bigger, i saw things in the darkness. A roof. Wow, interesting, huh? A face, a slig face, or maybe a glukkon. Who ever it was, it seemed to be nice...

"Po!"
The sound of voices felt like slamming two hammes at my ears at the same time. It hurted.
"How is our little guest?"
Chainsaws.... ooooh, remove the chainsaws...
"Well...um, hes dead, Tara."
"Dead?"
I heard someone walk. I saw light, and it burned a hole in my head.
"No he isnt, Po, he is both breathing and looking around."
"Really?!"
I realized how thirsty i was. Like if he or she could read my thoughts, Tara said:
"Po, bring water!"
"Yes boss!!"
"Stop calling me that!"
I turned my head over and groaned. It felt good, by some strange reason. After just a moment, Po returned with water. I drank as much as i could without coughing it up. I looked at them, they were both glukkons.
"T-thank you..." I said. I was surprised to hear my own voice. It was much darker than a sligs voice was supposed to be.
"What is your name?" Tara asked. If it now was Tara. A churchbell rang in my head.
"Please, dont talk. It hurts alot. Turn of the light, it burns."
Po seemed to have troubles not to laugh, Tara looked at me, like a teacher looks at a lonely child. I looked beside her, at the big mudokon in the door. It cleared its throat and did a sign with his hand. Po and Tara walked out. The mudokon and i looked at each other, before he closed the door and locked it. Finally, silence.

[glokking bram]

sorie ! but i wazen her jet

[glokking bram]

ok !

[Silversnow]

Eheh, it seems like i havent been here for a while

"I am walking, I'm walking, oh look how much I'm walking!"
It was Po talking. I sat up. My headache was almost gone, and I was hungry. I noticed i had pants on me. They looked strange. It was several signs on it, painted in something that smelled strong.
"Feathers? On pants?" I asked myself and shaked my head. I tried to stand up, but it didnt work so well. Someone opened the door in the same minute as i stood up to the half. As i looked to see who it was, one of the legs slipped of the floor. I am sure that i looked funny, bueacuse the guy in the door laughed as hell and pointed at me. It was not the mudokon from yesterday, but i recognized him. he caughed and looked at me. I noticed that he had laughed so hard so tears filled his eyes.
"Wanna get some help?" he asked. I nodded. He took one of my arms and pulled it. I fell over him. He lost his breath and smashed his head in the floor. I rolled away from him and he gasped.

A warrior walked by the door. I heard him stop, and he looked in by the door again.
"What´s goin on in here?" he said as he walked over to help the mudokon up.
"Sorry.." I mumbled and reached up my arm so he would help me. He didnt. I had to climb up by the bed.
"Where is Po? I thought that i heard him talk." i said. The warrior looked at me.
"Are you stupid or something? Po has not been around here today."
"It's not his fault. I bet i pulled to hard." the other mudokon said. The warrior lead him out.
"By the way." I said. The mud looked back.
"Who am I?"
He smiled.
"Gold." he said.

[Oddsville]

Hey I like your story, its very origanal.

[Silversnow]

Thank you. Hmmm, three. Hey, three, i smashed the record. Woohoo im the one, take that, James Bond!!

For a couple of hours I walked around in my room, trying to figure out what the mud meant with Gold. I could get used to Gold, but I didn't recognize it. I looked down on my grand new legs, and sighed. Sure, I liked them but how was I supposed to train my arms? I looked at them. They were big and muscular, but I would lose in a fight against a BBS. That's not good, not at all. I knew fight were gonna come. Sooner or later.
"Pst." I heard someone hiss by the door. I walked away to it.
"You?" I asked.
"Sssch." the mud hissed again.
"What?" I whispered. He pointed down the hall.
"Kumen and Orion will be here any moment. They don't like you. But if you stay quiet, I will take you for a walk."
I thought for a moment while he made himself busy with the locked door.
"Hey, you mean escape, huh?" I asked. He looked at me.
"No, just show you where you are, before you get thrown out by the village, tied on a elum with bees in your mouth."
"Ah." I said and walked away to the bed.
Bees? I thought. Nice guys. Oh well, atleast i get a elum.
The mudokon opened the door.
"C'mon." He said and walked away. I followed him. I watched him go away. I ran up to him, and had to half-run to get on his speed.
"Thanks, uhm..."
"My name is Ha'erk."
"Thanks Ha'erk." I said, and started to think about Gold. Why did you call me Gold?"
"Well Gold, come with me and find out." he said.

[Silversnow]

Sooooo sorry, so sorry, but i have been working on chapters and i forgot to post one last week so.. lets just say, im sorry for digging THAT deep. (I mean sorry, truly)

Ha'erk brought me to a small well in the center of the town. I stared at the statue of a glukkon on top of the water.
"Who's that?" I asked and tried to look interested.
"Hm?" Ha'erk said and looked at the statue. "Oh, him. That's Laeben, our warrior. Maybee even the best of them all."
I looked on Ha'erk, then on the statue and the water in the well.
"So... Does all the warriors have statues?" I looked at Laebens statue. "I mean, it's huge. If it got alive im sure it could swallow me."
"Oh, no. Laeben is the only one that deserved to get a statue. Now, he's dead, but we remember him still."
"What did he do?"
"Well, all that 'save the world' thingy. He threw himself in a strange portal, which evil floated from. His blood turned the portal into stone, and this statue is build upon the stone. Go take a look in the water."
I looked at him, and walked closer to the well. I looked down, and gasped. My mask was golden. I felt all over it, trying to understand what i saw. I didn't.

In the moment after, my poor, overbearded brain recieved a message from my memorystock. I did not recongnize my face. I was surprised that one damn face could turn myself down and make me forget what oppurtunities i had if no one knew i was in that desest village. But... i did not know who i was! 'Gold' is no name, its a word that people from now on should call me. I scratched my neck and looked on Ha'erk.
"So strange everything can become..." i said and smiled. He smiled to. I heard voices and he turned around. Kumen and Orion came running. I didn't care, they could do whatever they wanted. I just watched when Orion gave Ha'erk a hard smash on his arm with the staff he used. I knew that the hit was not strong enough to brake his arm, but appearently he didnt. He fell to the ground, whining quietly. Orion growled and looked down on him.
"Just beacuse you are Tvivels son, it doesn't mean you're free to take dangerous prisoners on a cruise!" he said and looked at me. He and Kumen grabbed my arms and pulled me away.
"Yes please, a paper for the hot bath would be delightful.." i grumbled after they threw me in a small house, walked in they too, locked the door and pointed their staffs at me.

[Silversnow]

"Tzekhel!" one of them called. I heard crashing bottles and soon it came out smoke from a room in front of me. I heard someone caughing, and a mudokon arrived to open a window.
"Couldn't you have warned me?! I thought that..." he started to yell, and then laid his eyes on me.
"...Well." he continued. "Is this our... problem?"
"Yes." Orion said. He and Kumen took their staffs away from me. Tzekhel walked around me in a circle and watched me carefully.
"The only strange thing i can see about him is the scars." he said. "Why would he be a miracle? Tell me that, Kumen."
Kumen looked around nervously and cleared his throat.
"Well... you know I'm into looting corpses. And just a few days ago, i got up with two bodies in the desert. The mudokon had nothing, but the slig had. So since the mask couldn't be removed, i let him up on my elum to get him here. Suddenly, he started to caugh."
Kumen stopped, sighed, shaked his head and continued.
"Usually, dead bodies don't caugh, so i jumped of to help him. But then he was dead again. It took ten hours to get back here. TEN hours. And on none of these hours, did he breath or have any pulse. Not even you can take that, Tzekhel!"
Tzekhel mumbled something and touched my neck. It send creeps down my spine, and i felt cold.
"Well, his memory is deeply buried. All i could see was the night before you found him."
"What did you see?!!" i yelled, and then regretted it. I looked on Orion, but he looked like i wasn't even there.
"Well, it seemed like a fight. You kept something close to you, trying to protect it from another slig. The slig, with the gun. He ruthlessy walked over to you and loaded three bullets in your chest. Then he took whatever it was you protected. The second death must have been caused by the heat."
I looked down on my chest and yes, i saw three small scars. Tzekhel yawned.
"Orion, take him to 'Hell' tomorrow. He may need it." he said. Orion looked at him like he was mad.
"What?! Tzekhel, I..."
"No! Don't do that! Tommorow, to Hell, understood!?"
Orion looked down the floor.
"Yes.." he mumbled.
"Good. Now leave."
Kumen unlocked the door, he and Orion went out, i joined them.

[Silversnow]

They took me back to the place i first woke up on. I didn't understand a thing. Hell? Miracle? Of course, the chances were big, but why me? I sat down on the bed to think. Before it went 2 minutes, i was sleeping.

Later, i woke of by the rythmical walk of an elum. I looked around, and saw that i was in the middle of nothing, riding on a elum with Orion. Of course, i was tied up. Orion looked back on me and growled.
"So.. Now you wake up? I was thinking on throwing you off and ride away, but it seems like it is to late..."
I sat up.
"Are you pissed on me or something?"
Orion looked up in the dark sky.
"Well, duh."
"Why?"
I saw his anger. He would have jumped of and snapped my neck if it wasnt for Tzekhels order.
"Beacuse of you i have to go back to hell. I thought i didn't have to pay another visit there."
I mumbled something and looked around.
"What is hell anyway?" i asked after a moment. Orion pointed at something black in the horizon. It looked like a city.
"A city? Is a little city the source to your fear?"
"Hate! I fear nothing or no one, beacuse i understand what i see, and that wich i understand is none of my fears. But hate.. You can hate anything..."
"So you f.. sorry, hate that town?"
"Yes, Gold. Say nothing more now... I'm tired of talking.

We rode in the sand for a long long time. I was grateful, beacuse if Orion *hated* that place, then it would be a reason for me to fear it. I half wished to see why i was going there, and half wished we would never arrive. It felt like a eternity of walking, leaving me alone with my thoughts. My own thoughts almost drove me mad. After a few hours of walking, i know that it was hours, i looked on the sun, Orion jumped off the elum. He cut off the ropes and pulled me off. Then he sat up again.
"Now you just go towards the town. Try to be smart, and don't piss the guards off. Good luck, you will need it.." he said and made the elum turn around and run away. I stood for a while, whatching him disappear. Then i turned around and walked.

When i reached the gate into the town, i was filled with a strange feeling wich i have never felt before. I couldn't tell you what it was, it was like nothing i have seen before. A giant slig approached and looked at me.
"Passport?" he grumbled.
"N-no thank you.." i said and he laughed.
"Krix? Did you hear that?"
"No." i heard someone answer. "What did he say?"
"Small one said 'No thank you'!" the slig repeated and they both laughed for a while.
"Move yer butt out here, Krix." the first slig said. Another slig came and looked at me. Then he gasped and pulled the other one away. They both stood for a moment, talking. The first one of them seemed surprised over something. They walked away and opened to doors.
"You may enter, boss." Krix said. Doubtfully i walked in and looked around. It was huge. Whoa.

[Lantra]

sweet!! write more.

[Silversnow]

A reply... Thank you, thank you. Aah, what a feeling...

I really didn't understand why anyone would hate that town. Of course, it was quiet, dirty and almost hostile. But it seemed nice. I looked around again, I saw no sky. It was hidden by dark, probably unnatural clouds. I bet the youngest children there never have seen the sun. There seemed to be no people living there. It was on the first steps I took when I started thinking. Maybe people wasn't out, beacuse they were afraid of it. Outside. I walked away from the gate, deeper into the town and deeper into my memories.

Yes.
I did remember something somewhere. Sometimes it was a neonsign, sometimes it was a street or a house. But no people yet. Oh, i saw a slog, but they don't count. I sometimes heard distant lauhges, yellings or something of the like. Sometimes I got frightened by something. A animal turning a trashcan upside down or a lonely bird. I did almost understand Orion. Orion... I wondered where he was.
"Hey..." I heard someone say and then caugh. I turned around. There in the corner sat a very old glukkon, caughing. I looked at him.
"What is it?" he grumbled. "Never seen a dying glukk before?"
I shaked my head.
"Atleast I don't remember it. Are you okay?"
He looked at me.
"I said, I'm dying. Are you okay when you're dying?"
I shaked my head again. He smiled.
"Hello... Son."
I looked around. Then I looked on him again.
"Son? What do you mean, I could possibly.."
"Fulfill your destiny, do what you're anscestor did a millenium ago!"
I backed away a few steps, terrified. I didn't recognize neither him, nor what he said. Then why did he seem to know me?
"Uh... Excuse me?"
He nodded and caughed again. Maybe it was a laugh, i don't know.
"Have anywhere to sleep, Gold?"
"No, do you know anywhere?"
"Do you have..." He rubbed his thumb and fingers against each other. "Moolah?"
I thought for a moment, then shaked my head. He nodded again.
"Then paint the mask grey... Best for you." he said and turned around. "Good luck."
I walked away a few steps, for a moment not caring at all. Then i thoughtfully stopped and turned around. The glukk was gone. I looked down in the ground, schratched one of my tentacles and walked away again, this time not turning around. I tried to clear my head.

I found me talking to myself in a street corner. It was pleasant to hear a voice, even if it was my own. I forgot what i was talking about, and just sat down. I didn't know what time it was. How long time has it been since Orion took me here? One hour? Two? A day?
"Whatever it is, i wouldn't like to know."
I listened to the silence.
"Shut up, I'm trying to sleep." I responded to myself, then turned around and closed my eyes.

[Sexy Slig]

Truly brilliant stuff man!!! You had me hooked!

[Silversnow]

Thank you very much. *sob* I'm touched.

I woke up the following time by something kicking me. I thought it was a slog, or another crazy glukkon. But when I turned around I looked into the face of a skinny child. The child looked at me, frightened or impressed. Pick one. The poor child seemed to be hungry and sick, with dirty pelts on. It did look like a elum-fur for a while, then I saw that it wasn't. It pointed at a window of a house.
"Do you hear that?" the child asked. I listened, but heard nothing.
"No." I replied. The children looked like I have never even moved.
"It's the whining of souls, screams and beggings for mercy. Darkness..." it whispered. I looked up at the window and saw small shadows move. The child looked down in the ground and sank its thin arm. It looked disappointed.
"Well.. Soon maybe mother will come out of that room... Living or not..."
The child walked away and I looked after it. I don't know if my eyes fooled me, but I think the child faded away with every single step. Ghost? Maybe. I looked up on the window again, desperatly trying to explain to myself why I suddenly heard low screams. Like echos from... From... I shaked the thought out of my head and raised up. I stared blankly at the street for a while, really trying to keep sanity. I understood Orion completely now. You can't like this place if you are sane.

Sorry for this being so short, I have neither time nor acception from my parents to be on internet. C'ya.

[Silversnow]

Hmm... I think it's by now i like my own story...

I didn't know why, but I was convinced that what the child said was true, it was darkness in that room. Frightened I started to walk. The walking quickly turned into running. However, it was better to be safe than just think that you are. Or?

After running until I could no longer see the neither the house nor the window, I stopped. Looking all around me, trying to see if there was anyone else to frighten me. I wanted somewhere to go, a place to hide away. I wished I could remember anywhere I was welcome. It could be anything at all, just something. Maybe Hell did deserve it's name anyway. I did almost burst in tears by pure despression and fear when I heard music. Music... It was like a light, that gave me warmth and the feeling of safety. I walked towards it. Like I was hypnotized, I took step by step to the music. To who ever it was that played it.

I found myself staring at something in a window. And when I finally got control over myself again I saw that it was a gun. A strong gun. I looked on the sign. Too expensive. Whatever. It was then it hit me. I knew exactly how to use that gun. It was complicated. So many things to think on but anyway, I knew how to use it and I was good. The best? No. The music came from this place. It seemed to be a shop, so I just opened the door and went in. I stared at all the nice weapons in there. Strong and good-looking. Hm, maybe I should have one as soon as I got some Moolah. I looked at the counter. On the counter stood a radio, behind it was a old mud eating a fruit or such. I looked at him for a while, then i walked up to him. I cleared my throat and he looked up.
"Can I help you?" he asked. I thought for a moment. Could he?
"Yes.." I said. "I have some questions..."
He turned the radio off, threw the fruit in a black basket and looked on me again.
"Hm, yes... I have noticed there is no people on the street. Why?"
"Are you new?"
I tried to laugh. I didn't.
"Well, basically no, but maybe, there is chances that I am..."
"People are afraid to go out. There are killers, hitmans, desperate streeters and just plain maniacs out there. Some of them kills for fun. It's like fullmoon each day! I am taking a risk just standing here with all these weapons. All that has to happen is that a maniac comes in, grabs a weapon and..."
He smacked his hands.
"...I'm out." I looked at him.
"Oh... By the way, is it normal with ghosts here?"
He looked at me.
"You have seen him!? I mean... Was it a young, dirty child? Male mud?"
I nodded. He did the same.
"Did he tell you about a girl or a friend?"
"No, all he did was to show me a window. Scary..."
"Well, then I ask you. Could you do me a favour?"
"What?"
"For a couple of days ago, my oldest friend got tired of this place and decided to run. She and her family tried to escape. Her housband and son got killed emmidiatly, they took her away. I know where."
"Oh? Where is it? I could make a try."
"Yes, it's the large building to the north. About twenty floors high, you can't miss it. Try in the basement, they have something there, I don't know what, but something. I would be grateful and..." his voice cracked and he looked away. After a while he turned back to me. He sighed, got down behind the counter and came up again with a knife.
"Take this, and any weapon you want from these shelfes. It would help."
I took the knife. As I went away to the shelfes to look after a weapon I could use, I thought of something.
"How does she look?"
"She is a mudokon, white skin and almost as tall as I am."
I nodded and took down a large gun.
"What is this, Size TB?"
He stared at me like I was insane.
"Size Too Big?"
He laughed.
"Come here."
And when I walked up to him, he took the gun and loaded it. He gave me extra ammo and shaked my hand.
"Good luck." he said.
I walked out of the door, and to the north.

[Silversnow]

I stood by the big building, looking at it. Well, atleast it was the only building with more than four floors I could see by the moment. I looked on the doors, the small and barely glowing lights in the windows and the movements in some of them. I wished I could walk away from that place and pretend like I have never heard a thing, but that poor girl was probably in there.
Probably.
I walked in, trying to throw the gun higher on my shoulder.

At the very first sight, I recognized some small things. Like the elevators or some small details just for fun. Like that big cross on the wall. Cross? Why would they have a cross in... this kind of building? I looked away, to see if someone was coming. When I looked back at the cross, it was bleeding. I almost screamed so the whole block would think that something important was on fire, until I realized nothing was there. Not even a cross. Just a wall, a white damn wall. I almost sneaked past the place I saw the cross, as good as these noisy pants could sneak.

I just walked.
Walked around, looking like I had some place special to go. It was then I got to think of something. Those elevators... What time could it be? Whatever, by this time someone I knew would walk out of the elevators, going home. Maybe I could talk with...Him. I walked back towards the elevators. Suddenly it felt like I had a map over the first floor in my head. A blurry map with a lot of strange spots on it and hard to read, but it was there. No, I wasn't sure, just a feeling.

In the very moment I saw the elevators, a vykker walked out of them. He read some papers and looked very koncentrated. It almost looked like he read the papers loud to himself.
"Hey!" I said. He looked up. His eyes catched me and he smiled.
"Why hello! Back again,huh? I understand, it's hard to get enough."
I tried to look serious.
"Yeah, yeah... Hey, where's the basement?"
That was a stupid question, now I will be dead in maximum 2 minutes. I thought. But the vykker just grinned like a idiot.
"Have you forgot? Oh well, things happen... Right this way..." he said and went away. I followed him. He opened a door and went down some stairs. I almost ran after him, not wanting to miss a movement.
"Oh yeah, I have noticed you haven't been here for a while. May I be so rude and ask why?"
"No."
"I thought so. You know the new one, that white thingy, she don't want to cooperate. And I didn't want to make any movements until you got back."
"What do you mean cooperate?"
"Oh yeah, she don't want to tell us anything, she don't want to give up or anything else and she don't want to stop spit at us."
I laughed.
"Could I... See her?"
He looked up in the roof, the smile vanished.
"Maybe, but just don't kill her, alright? I do think we might need her."
He pulled up some keys from his pocket, unlocked and opened a door.
"Alright." I said and walked into the room. He closed it after me. I looked on the thing before me, and gasped...

[Silversnow]

I am not sure if I recognized the thing in front of me, but I saw a great cross... Atleast three times my size with a mudokon on it.
Crucified.
Horrible.
She looked down on the floor, letting her chin rest on her shoulder. She was full of scars, wounds and horrible marks after burning and such.
Torture.
Don't tell me I've been doing that. For a while, I just stood there looking at the poor girl in front of me. I wished she would never turn her eyes at me. Unfortunately, she did. Her eyes were dark brown and sad. The hurted and impaled me like fiery nails and swords. Her eyes only showed me a great sorrow and hate.
Then what was it in her soul?
She stirred at me. And suddenly, she spoke.
"I feel no happyness, no sorrow, no love... So all that is left is hate."
Then she turned her head back the way it was when I found her. Her voice was high, clear and proud. She spoke like a queen, but she was just a victim, rotting away in a dungeon. What courage.

I walked around the cross, tried to figure out how to get her down. If I would succeed to get one of those nails out, something horrible would happen to the other limbs. I thought of many ways to get her down, no one seemed to be reasonable enough to work. Later I took a small decision. I sat down by the foot of the cross, took the knife and tried to dig. The ground seemed to be normal earth. Appearantly, it wasn't. It didn't work. I looked up on the girl. She looked down on me. Her eyes suddenly had a small glimt of hope in them. Small glimt only.

I threw myself on the cross, trying to break it down. I pushed it, kicked it and did all kind of violent stuff to it. I sighed and sank down by a wall.
"Who sent you?" she asked. I looked on her.
"A old mud in a weapon shop."
She suddenly looked up. And to my surpising, she looked surprised as well.
"Noah?"
I nodded and she giggled a little.
"That poor old fool still thinks I want to live..."
Those word made me angry. Would she just give up, after all I have done? No way!
Heroic, wasn't it?
"I bet you can take a small hit, right?" I asked. She weakly smiled and nodded.
I took a distance to the cross. Then I just ran.

Like a train I smashed into the cross. A small crack was heard. I victoriously watched it fall. I was right. The cross was made of the same material as tables... Whatever it was. I pained looked when she hit the floor. I heard a large poof when she hit the floor and a big cloud of dust flied up. I ignored her groanings and tried to pull the nails out of her instead.

[ September 15, 2001: Message edited by: Silversnow ]

[Silversnow]

After pulling out those nails, I gently picked her up. She wasn't as heavy as I expected. I tried to carry her, but I was too short. I had to drag her to... Noah. She groaned a little as I started to walk. I tried to walk soft, but it wasn't easy. I opened the door. I suddenly felt afraid. What would happen if someone was there? They sure wouldn't like this... I decided to take the risk. I looked out in the hall. Not even a sound. I slowly walked out, and away. Towards the stairs.
Stairs?
Oh, dammit!!! I thought. I almost shouted it. That was just my bad luck... I walked on. When I looked back, I saw that her wounds left a small track of blood on the floor.
"Oh, this just keeps getting better and better..." I growled.
I walked up the stairs, step by step. She sank her head towards her chest and sighed. I think it hurted, being dragged away in her condition. Poor girl...

After dragging her up the stairs, I tried to reach the entrydoor. It went so well, everything was fine. Until...
"What? Hey pal!!" I heard someone shout. I stopped, totally freezed by fear and surprise.
"Don't move a muscle, buddy..."
I heard steps. Not a slig. But it could be a mud, they're not so weak either. This was going to end in a fight.
Dammit!
The guard, that was a mud, walked passed me, towards the entry door. He stood there, in front of the door, blocking my way. What a bastard. But as I looked up on him, I saw that this was not a him. If I would call it something bad, it must be bitch. She stood there, with her gun. Looking so strong beacuse of it. Guns... She held up a small radio and talked.
"Hey, Elth?"
It was heard a scratching sound.
"What is it now?"
"I have some... V.I.P's here. Do you want to help me take care of them?"
"Oh great... I'm on my way."
The scratching sound was heard again, and the mud pointed her gun at me. Smiling.
Bitch...

[super_slig]

Hey, Silversnow. Great story. Could you do me a small favor? Could you read my story, Wilfred's Beginning? Tell me what you think. Oh, and what inspired you? It must have been something big, because this story is much better than anything that I can write.

[Silversnow]

Thank you very much, everyone that have posted. Super, I liked your fic .


The mud just stood there, pointing her silly weapon at me. If it wasn't that I was there, carrying a wounded mud and staring at a big black hole of death I bet I would have been laughing at it all. Laugh. That was just what I needed right now. The mud just smiled like a fool all the time. I sighed. Without my brains permission my eyes suddenly started to move all around. Looking at things for a second or two and then looking at another. I was searching for something. But for what was I searching? I wished I would find it quick, I had to get out.
Too bad I would be killed trying.
I think I found what I was looking for. At a small point on her left arm was something. Could it be...? I didn't believe it. What I just looked at was some kind of a robot or a android. The small point on her arm seemed to be just some birthmark or a scar, but I saw what it was. It was wires. Wires hidden under a too thin skin. Well, if it was an android I had to fight, I would fight it. But in the very moment I prepared myself to jump over her with a roar of bloodthirst and success with the knife in my hand, the other guard, Elth, appeared. I heard him walk. My blood stopped in my vains, as if it was waiting for being spilled on the floor. I slowly turned around. A BBS.
That was just what I needed...

"What the hell is it, Irmae? These two are just criminals, you would have..."
He stopped and looked at me a long time. The glow in his eyes got weaker on the matter of mikro-seconds. He shaked his head and the illousion was gone.
"I... Irmae?" he said.
"Hmm?" she answered.
"T... take them to the interigation room, would ya?"
She looked at him, doubtful. He looked back, frightened. The air almost exploded.
"Fine..." she muttered. He took the girl away from me, and I grabbed after her. He simply hit me. A small movement with his arm and I was down. He dragged the girl away. Now it was me and The queen of bitches there. How nice.
"Move it pal..." she said and tried to scoff me forward, taking help from the gun. Just having to do as she said made me long for ripping her voicebox out...

[super_slig]

Wow. This is a really good story. I'm still improving. A short question: How long would you allow people to reply before writing more? If you're not certain, that's okay, it's just that I don't want to wait for a reply too long. (I have two more stories. One of them is the first thing I did when I registered, but, when no one replied, I assumed everyone hated it, and forgot about it. I then figured out that someone actually liked it, and felt horrible for not posting the next chapter for a month. I don't want to make the same mistake again.)

[ September 26, 2001: Message edited by: super_slig ]

[Silversnow]

Well, I don't really understand your question, I just write once every week(I may only be out on the net once every week). So, I give people a whole week to reply, and if no one does... so what?

We walked through some halls. Sometimes she pushed me forward, and maybe, I think she did it just for fun, she yelled at me. Good thing she didn't hit me... I was running out of patience, quickly... When walking up stairs, I wish that I just could 'accidently' fall down on her. I didn't belive that my hate to someone could ever be stronger than this. Dear Odd, why couldn't she just melt down to a pile of ashes? Well, sometimes dreams come true, let them do now...

She opened a door and pushed me into a small room. A totally white room with a weak lamp hanging from the roof, a small table and a chair. Probably a chair that was about to break down any moment. I looked around. In the weak and almost foggy light, everything looked like hallucinations. I saw the girl. She was laying in a corner, breathing deeply and frightened looking around. But if she was there alone, where was the...
I didn't have time to think the whole sentance through. The bitch pushed me forward and pressed me down on the chair. I didn't try to raise up again. She locked the door and put away her gun. The girl looked at it weakly. Then I thought of something...
Good girl, shoot the damn bitch!! I thought, no, screamed inside my head. The light got stronger. The interigation had started...

The bitch, android, hellspawned creep, whatever, walked around in the room, looking like she was thinking deeply. I just sat there, hoping that the girl would do as I tried to tell her.
"Who are you?" the bitch asked. I looked up.
"What?"
She smiled.
"Who are you? What is, your name?"
I thought for a moment.
"Gold." I replyed. She looked up on the roof.
"Why are you here? I've heard Saeréen tell me that 'he' was back again. And I thought.."
She paused.
"I thought that 'he' was trouble. Appareantly I was right."
I thought deeply, my eyes seeked something in the room, like they did before. Then, right there, I remembered. I've done this before. I knew exactly what to say, how to reply.
"Why I'm here is none of your concern. And if it is, I think that you're smart enough to think it out yourself."
For a while she looked stunned. She was new. She'd never done this before.
"Uhm.." she said. I smiled. She looked at me. I could see it, now it was she who longed for ripping my guts out, and not the other way around.

The door knirred when it was opened. The BBS came in. Dammit! Suddenly, the feeling in the air changed. The bitch felt more sure with something behind her. This was not going to work. The BBS was her strength and my doom.
Why did you come right now? I thought. The girl slightly moved, towards the gun...

[super_slig]

Hey, this is really good. Oh, and I have a new story. Its title is "Spectral Orion". The antagonist's name is Orion. I'm so sorry for taking one of your character names! I wasn't really thinking about your story when I came up with it. The name "Orion" just came to me. Sorry. Man, I couldn't make up something entirely original even if my life depended on it.

[Silversnow]

Never mind that. I wasn't thinking of that one of the members here is named Orion when I created him.

I think I fainted. Not really, just inside. My memory disappeared, and I was only a vulnerable slig again. It changed so fast, it felt like I was going smaller on the very chair I sat on.
"Irmae, get out." the BBS suddenly said. She turned around and looked on him.
"What? But I was.." she started.
"Get out, now!" he growled. They stared at each other for a while. If a fly would have flied between their eyes in that moment, it would probably be toasted. She mumbled something while grabbing the gun, walking out and kicking the door instead of closing it. The slig closed the door and pressed his ear at it. He listened, after what? He sighed.
"OK, she's gone..." he said. I looked at him.
"Uh.." I started.
"I know who you are. I am at your side of the fight, alright?"
"I don't know, and I..."
"We don't have time for any chit-chat." He suddenly said loudly. He walked up to me. I thought he was going to hit me again. But he took my knife and stabbed himself in the arm with it. He made small movements in his face. Me and the girl just stared at him.
"Now stand up..." he said.
I did so. I stood up and walked away from the table a few steps.
"Stay like that." he said. I just wondered what the hell he was doing.
"I'm sorry about this, pal.." he said. Then my curiosity grabbed me completely.
"Hey, what are you..."
I felt a big hit. He smashed me in the head with something. Small red stars twinkled in front of me, the floor twisted and turned all over and it felt like someone and screaming loudly next to my ear. I fell down. The red stars didn't leave. But my vision started to work again. The chair was wrecked. He'd hit me in the head with a chair. He picked me and the girl up and walked away.
"Look..." he whispered. "I really had to do that, I'm sorry."
I couldn't answer. One word and my head would explode. Each word felt like torture, just like in the desert. It got a bit colder. He laid me and the girl down on the street. Then he pulled out the knife of his arm and wiped something away. I couldn't really see what it was. Then he put it back where he first took it and walked back in again. Neither me nor the girl was in a shape good enough to walk in that moment. My thoughts were like blurry pictures and rippen apart pages of a book. I couldn't even think.
So heroic...

[super_slig]

For lack of better words: That's great! Please write more!

[Silversnow]

Why am I starting to feel happy about writing? Oh, by the way, that question is something I want an answer to..

I laid there.
It was cold, and the only thing that moved were me, the girl and maybe a abandoned paper that rolled over the street. My headache didn't go away. I was afraid. I didn't know if that hit was too hard. Had he damaged me for life?
"S... slig?" the girl said. I grumbled.
"A..re you alright?"
I didn't answer for a while.
"No... I don't think I'll be able to walk anymore..."
I moved my hand a little, what a success.
"Crawl back to your home by yourself... No one would care anyway..."
I heard her laugh. It sounded like gasps or yawns.
"Get up you weak bastard, you're atleast going home..."
I smiled.
"No... I don't really feel for it."
"Idiot..." she mumbled.
I raised myself up on one of my elbows. That was like climbing a mountain.
Heavy.
"I think that the best I can do... Damn BBS..."
"Never mind, I'm atleast out of there. I'm just sorry that I am gonna die on the street..."
I sighed.
"We're not gonna die, you give up too easy. Do you think you have power enough helping me up?"
"Yeah, right... Give me another arm and I'll do it."
I got up. I fell.
Or did I?

It rang a bell. I felt myself push a button. I was carrying the girl. How did I get here? I have no freaking idea. I heard steps, and two eyes appeared in the window. Oh, yeah, that must be a door... It opened and Noah came out smiling like a sunrise.
"You came atlast! I thought you've died or something! Come in, come in!!"
He pushed me in, closed and locked the door.
"I can take Gaia..." he said and took the girl, who appareantly was named Gaia. I watched him go up a stair. I just stood there. Threatening to fall over. Like a tree. Noah came back down. He looked at me.
"Oh my... You don't seem to feel that good."
"Huh?" I said. "Oh, I'm fine... A little, uh, water and maybe some sleep and, um, be fine... yeah..."
I fell down on the floor. I had just one thought in my head.
I'll sleep some more...

[super_slig]

You know, I didn't like writing at first, either. Then I wrote this really great story (It wasn't Oddworld), and wanted to write more. Put simply: If you're writing about something you enjoy, then you enjoy writing it. Well, at least that's how it was with me.

[Silversnow]

Aaw... A wise advice... I might use it... Oh yeah, some words in this chapter I am not so sure about. So you must forgive me if something is worng, ok? Yeah, som "e" could be missing as well, trouble with evil kid and a coke...

I woke up later. My head didn't hurt that much, I could barely feel it. I was still on the floor, but it seemed like Noah helped me somehow.
Well, whatever.
I simply just stood up and streched. Then I looked around. It seemed like Noah wasn't there. Yes, he was. He came down the stair, one I didn't notice before. He carried a deep plate with water and a bloody sheet in it.
He took care of Gaia.
He looked on me and hardly smiled.
"So sleepy beauty is back alive, huh? I really want to know, what happened?"
I yawned.
"Uh, a Big brother smashed me in my head with a chair, nothing big..."
He made a funny face.
"Sheesh, that's not soo good. For a while I thought you were high or something."
I laughed.
"Well, to get back to the serious part, can I visit Gaia? It was thanks to her that we survived it all..."
He seemed to hesitate.
"Well... Ok, but just be careful. I'm not so sure if she's awake anymore but..."
He started to walk up the stairs again. I followed him. He seemed to have his home over the store. The store...
"This bussiness isn't really so much paying off, huh?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, because no one is out anymore then no one is shopping, right?"
He made a silent laugh.
"Well, all killers needs a weapon, right?"
He had a good point, yet I couldn't just understand how people survived without bying food.
"Take the door to the left." Noah said and then went in through another door. I followed his advice. I found a small, blue room. It was quite simple, a bed, a bookshelf and a window. Gaia seemed to be awake.
"Gaia?" I carefully said. She looked up.
"Slig! So you are finally here visiting me."
I sat down on the bed.
"Yeah, I couldn't resist."
We looked on each other.
"Um... It would be nice to know about your name."
"Well, I don't really know what it is, but people call me Gold."
She looked curious.
"Why don't you know your name?"
"Because I don't know anything. I've lost my memory."
"Ah. Interesting. You know, that's quite a chance you got there..."
"Why?"
"Well, think about everything for a while and you'll get it." she said and laid down again. I took it as if she wanted to be alone. I walked out and met Noah outside.
"Coffee?" he asked. I nodded.

Please forgive the boring ending!

[super_slig]

That's great! Man... okay, I can't think of anything else to say. Silversnow, could you join my online community? It centers on RPGs. There is (almost) total freedom of characters. I need some members.

[ October 20, 2001: Message edited by: super_slig ]

[Silversnow]

Yeah, I like RPG!!

By the way, can't write right now.. Have to go to bed... And I don't think that I can be here writing next saturday because mum and I will maybe go to a witch evening at my aunts house. We'll see...