My Fanfic

[darkice]

actually its startin to get intrestin hmmm :$

[Sd28]

okay heres more after you recover from your shock and ask how he knew you decided to acompany dark magicain on his quest but he doesn't want your help and continuosly declines after a short argument you both decide sleep is nessary and will sort every thing out in the morning. you awake to find your self alone and curse at dark magain for leaving alone so now with a new resolve you chase after him in hopes pf getting to him before either of you get into trouble as few have survived long at least on there own.

oh and mabe add a new charcter to the mix as you will need help for central control area and afew others mainly beacuase of sinoas and all the security.

[BeckieV]

Getting very good! Keep written more, please!

[Sagasu]

May I suggest a word to you?

length

Right now its a bit random, short, an ill contrived for my tastes.

[Shifty]

im still enjoying the chapters that come about every couple of days.
and maybe a couple of new characters could add sumthing more.
youd need a ranger (hint hint) lol

[Kain]

Well that sure was one long break!! sorry for the delay guys but i've been away. And as i've been away, so must my character have been and so we'll continue the story from a few years on...

Long after his first introduction to Dark Magician, Kain had developed both physically and mentally. He now bore the hard toned muscles of a well experienced hunter and the scars that come with it. His mags now hovered like wings over his shoulder blades and although he was still deeply attachted to them they he was beginning to out grow them. His hair had grown long around his ears and now teased over his eyes, disguising the vibrant green they now contained.
At the moment he sat on a rock overlooking the beach below. The salty wind licked at his fringe and sent beads of sweat flying off to the sea below. out of breath and injured, again. Around him lay the tattered remains of many creatures both natural and robotic. In his years of hunting he had trained in Kenjutsu, the traditional style of the sword. He traveled with only one thing for sure. His Kami, a type of japanese sword originally used by the protectors of the heavens. He flicked his sword from its scabbard and wiped it clean of blood, revealing the intricate silver design beneath. The very patterns seemed to change and shift in front of his eyes. Each depicting various legendary samurai. Sheathing the kami he stood up. He now stood a good 6ft 2" tall and well built, an intimidating figure for anyone to face up to. Turning his gaze to a shady crevice in the mountain behind him he leaped off the cliff and dropped to the beach below. He landed with a huge thud on the sand 50ft below. From within the shadows an old "friend" darted out to the edge of the cliff expecting to look down on to a horrific suicidal site.
In the cloud of sand that loomed around however he could clearly make out the silhouette of Kain, his sword slung over his shoulders as he continued to move almost inhumanly fast across the beach. Dark magician raised an eyebrow in curiousity.
"maybe hes a little better than i thought" he admitted....

Long time no see Dark Magician You remember me now?

[Grave_Guardian]

Great story. Please keep writing. Mabey more characters. (Me?)

[DarkMagician]

Excellent Kain...I have awaited your return wth much...interest. I trust that we shall battle in the story soon?

You know, I challenge you or you challenge me. We fight. You die. End story...

Well maybe NOT to the death...

[Kain]

Sorry for the delay. But on request of Grave here is a new chapter...

The hazy mist of alcohol blurred Kain's vision as the red flashing lights of the club pierced through his head. The pulsing music rushed around him and he was lost in the flow of people. Here, in times like this he could release himself and forget who and what he was. He was barged by a tall figure from behind him, causing him to spill his drink down the girl infront. Kains vision changed from blurred, to red. He turned he punched in one movement. To his extreme suprise the man caught his fist and pulled him in close. He raised his hand a bright light flooded the room, blinding everyone around. Kain struggled but ultimately failed, the stagnant air of the club no longer reaching his lungs, he collapsed in the strangers arms as they rang out of the club into the streets outside.

Kain pretended to sleep, His eyes rolling back under his eyelids and his body frozen in a superficial lethargy. He traced his companions movement across the floor. It was the same man in the club for sure. His footsteps where quiet and soft but long. The stride of a thin, tall man. Unlike most tall people however Kain noticed he kept his weight on the inside of his feet, not on the outside. Kain continued his silent analysis of the man until he could decipher no more.
"Are you quite finished?" the whispy voice shattered Kain's facade. He flipped off the bed and reached for his concealed knife in his sleeve which was when he realesed he was naked. His moment of hesitation provided his opponent with an oppurtunity. The spidery words of force slid from his mouth and wrapped Kain up in their enchanting arms. He froze from the neck down as a painful cramp set in all over his body.
"who are you, why do you keep following me! You know what, i don't even wanna know. Let me go now or your see some of my force"
"And exactly how do you plan to hurt me with no body?" the witty voice retorted?
Kains eyes flashed. The pain faded into anger and the anger into power. His veins pulsed and his arms began to move faster than the eye could see. His eyes glazed over in rage and he charged his former captor. He kick his opponent to his neck and heard a satisfying crunch as he snapped the bone. Engulfed in rage, he was unable to stop. He followed the body to the floor and pummled it with a flow of punches and blood flew from its mouth. He only stopped when his knuckles where split and tears ran down his face from exhaustion. His mind returned and he cursed what his soul could do to him at the same time, thanking it for its astounding power. He gathered his equipment and examined the corpse. He had no doubt it was the dark magician that had followed him in the wilderness. However, he doubted this force was working solo. Whoever had wanted him dead wouldn't stop with this force and Kain was still none the wiser as to why or who people were trying to kill him.

Alert with fear Kain ran into the night once again. He had to leave this place. He knew a few connections from his past, none of which he wished to contact but they were the cloest thing he had to friends and would undoubtedly need their help. It was off to the business quarter for his first 'friend'...