Forums

ForumsArt, Music, and Writing

A Speechless Story Of A Traveller

Posted Jul 14, '14 at 7:50am

Rapyion

Rapyion

2,029 posts

Chapter 71

Henry woke up back in the interrogation room, just in front of the âDO NOT OPENâ door. He laughed, remembering himself opening the door, even though his conscious was telling him not to.
What IS behind that door?
When he placed his hand on the doorknob and twisted it, the doorknob jammed.
Locked, huh?
He let go and turned towards the exit. He didnât know what time it was, but he assumed it was a few hours, though no one came in to check on him. Weird. He left the room and walked across the hallway to his room. He realised it was locked, so he rummaged through his pockets, found his key, stuck it in, turned it and opened the door.
Heh, stuck it in, Henry chuckled a little.
The state of his room was as before; the blue comforter on his bed was out of place and wrinkled, the lights were off and his wooden clock broken into pieces on the floor.
I ought to clean that up. Heck, I need to get a new clock. I donât even know what time it is.
He didnât. He went past it to his closet and opened it. There was only one blue T-shirt available. He took it off the closet, and the T-shirt was totally blue, with no imprints anywhere. He took off his own shirt and put on the blue one. There was also a pair of pants lying below where the T-shirt was, but he didnât bother changing. He loved his beige khaki pants.
He marched to his bed, and when he was about to take a nap, there was a knock on the door. He sighed, frustration radiating from his face.
Thereâs always a *****ing knock on the door just as I sleep.
He stayed on his bed for a while before sliding off the bed. He stood up and walked over, opening the door.
It was General Exen. His cheeks were flushed, and his breathing was rapid and intense. Henry smiled.
A watermelon popsicle.
Then Henry stopped smiling when he saw Exen holding a blast gun in his right hand. In a brusquely manner, Henry asked why Exen was here. His eyes were as though they were carrying weights, and they were losing.
Exen needed Henry to help find the monster of darkness. Apparently, it ran off in search for Jeyne. Then Henry asked what happened to her.
Abducted? By monsters of corruption? Easy. Letâs just hope Jeyne doesnât get eaten before we get there.
Henry just asked Exen to give him a blast gun, and everything would be dealt with in a day. Exen raised his left hand and shook his head in protest. He needed Henry to find the monster before it did something stupid. It already did something stupid.
Oh, câmon, Exen. Youâre smarter than this. Youâre already as much of an *sshole than me.
But Henry agreed to this, though reluctantly. Exen briefed Henry on the mission. He already had the location of the darkness monster, but he needed someone to accompany and protect him there. Someone with an expertise on guns.
Exen was especially good with guns, but he wasnât as good as Henry, as far as he knew. Exen was more of a tactical commander. Piss on his tactics. What about mine?
Exen mentioned Myke, and about how he would have picked him instead of Henry but you know, beggars canât be choosers.. Henry didnât want to think about him. After all, he didnât want to break down in front of the *sshole.
So, we go out and get the beast. Got it. Then what? Wait for some other bloody idiot to find Jeyne? And get himself killed?
They went to the canteen, then to the back of the counter that held actual edible food. No one was manning the counter, since it probably wasnât lunchtime or dinnertime. Two doors stood beside the counter, blocking anyone without a key to those doors. Exen wasnât one of those people.
He brought out a jungle of keys. Henryâs eyes widened as he saw it. How the hell are we going to finish this mission in time? He was proven wrong, when Exen took out the second key he waded through. He unlocked the door and went in, leaving Henry outside. A second later, from the darkness came Exen with another blast gun. He handed it to Henry before moving out.
When they were outside, Henry saw a jeep waiting for them. No one was inside. They headed towards it, then Exen took out his keys again. This time, it was the first key he took and unlocked the door.
This jeep is old, huh? No button press or anything?
As Exen went in and started the engine, the doors were unlocked, and up went Henry into the jeep.
When he sat there, he realised he was wrong. Someone else was here. It was Ebonos sitting next to Exen. Henry frowned.
How did he get in here?
He shrugged and let that question fade away. Henry put the blast gun on his lap, making sure the safety switch was on when the jeep moved. Throughout the whole journey, no one talked, not even Ebonos.
In a few minutes of looking at buildings blurrily passing by, Henry was jerked forward to a stop. He looked at his blast gun, grabbed it, flicked the safety switch off and got out of the jeep.
This part of Klensburg looked darker than usual. Instead of the ground and buildings being desert yellow, it was dark blue in colour, like the blood of monsters of corruption, except that the colour was pulsing with life; as though the colour was alive with corruption and emitted a vile aura. He could see aquamarine veins travelling from a source somewhere in the middle of it all. They were slightly jutting out from the surface, rising and dropping every few ticks or so.
Itâs like a blood vessel..
Then one vein popped open five metres away from Henry. Blue blood gushed out and monsters of corruption were born. Well, he could only see one; a quadruped wolf with fur as black as coal. It couldnât even growl before Henry brought out his blast gun and shredded the beastâs face.
Then more veins popped, and more beasts of various shapes and sizes, though nothing bigger or taller than Henry.
Henry smiled. Been a long time. Finally, some action.

 

Posted Jul 21, '14 at 11:34am

Rapyion

Rapyion

2,029 posts

Chapter 72

Rose woke up to the sounds of worms crawling and squirming all over her. They were squishy and sticky sounds. She panicked, gasped and shook herself awake. She saw a few red worms being flung out. Then she looked over to a few more and saw that the worms had teeth that could grind through steel and that they looked very bulky and resistant to whatever the hell nature threw at them. And they were crawling all over her.
She screamed and violently shook herself as she got up from the ground. She got up to her feet and realised that the worms were all monsters of death, but they werenât quickly munching away at her at all. They were pooling around Rose, as if she was their leader. Then a few seconds later, she noticed the worms moving around, making Rose an axis of the circle.
Holy sh*t! I am their leader! And itâs night..
She walked in front, stepping on a few worms, but they survived the relatively immense weight. The worms followed Rose as she walked more.
She finally looked around and saw four houses that were partially damaged and a stone well that was slightly eaten up. It looked as though the worms devoured them. She turned and looked into the distance of the land and saw a couple running from the village.
Or something smaller than a village.
She rose from the ground and the worms stacked up against one another and made something like an anthill, trying to touch her. She didnât bother. She flew away from them and to the couple, which consisted of a woman and man. The woman was carrying a shovel that produced tiny glints from its blade. The man was holding the womanâs hand as they ran away. She boosted towards them and descended to the ground a few metres in front of them. The couple abruptly stopped; the woman gasped while the man tried to scrutinise her face. Rose also tried to scrutinise the manâs face in the dark.
She couldnât see his face that well, so she put her hands together and conjured force in between. She pulled it slightly apart and made a fireball. It floated between her palms, its flames raging and dancing viciously. Then she saw his face.
Dad!
Avus gasped this time, though with a lower voice. He called her name as she walked towards them. She saw the woman holding up her shovel, as though she could kill Rose with it. Then Avus shook the woman and said that the worms of death were coming, then looked back.
Rose tried to explain, but Avus barged towards Rose and pushed her. Her small fireball went out as the three of them escaped (or tried to). In an attempt to explain to them the loyalty of those worms, she tried to stop them with her hands. It didnât work, so she used a sliver of force, then finally explaining why they were approaching.
Avus frowned, then asked how and why they were following her. She was already floating and moving towards the horde of worms by then. As she landed in the middle of the horde, the worms danced around Rose, celebrating her very recent return. She faced Avus and splayed her arms apart. She giggled as she did so.
The woman shouted at Avus to stop as he moved closer, clearly fascinated at her powers, not her. The worms never seemed to bother Avus at all. He came closer and squatted down in front of them, leaned closer and looked at them. All of them were either looking in the direction of the moving circle or Rose, as if Rose was a monster of death herself.
Avus asked her how she got her powers. She said that she didnât remember. The faintest thing she could remember, even after two months, was that she was in a dream where she had to chase a beast down, using force. Avus looked as though the word force was a foreign word to him. Then she explained that she woke up with the powers and almost killed a scientist.
Avus asked where she was at the time.
She said that it was Wonderland.
Her father craned his head forward in a jerk, and said that he recognised the city. It was one of the thousands of cities here in the Darkness region.
At the sound of thousand cities, her desire to explore was rekindled, then extinguished as she remembered the city bombing.
The woman was at Avusâ side now, looking at Rose like an alien. Avus asked if she knew the way. She shook her head, but she proposed that they could fly up to the sky and see if the city was somewhere there. Avus nodded eagerly.
Then the woman gently pulled at Avusâs sleeve, trying to dissuade him not to go. Avus asked Rose to wait for them as they tried to decide. They walked a few metres away, then after a few minutes, came back to tell Rose yes. The worms of death below her were still in the ritual of worshipping her.
As though she was imagining it, her lips curled into a smile as Avus asked her how she was going to send them up into the sky. She just beckoned to the both of them with her index finger. When they were in hugging range, she wrapped her arms over her dad and the mysterious woman and made an invisible force platform below them, and made it ascend into the heavens!
The woman was afraid; she was shaking all over as she looked down, then jerking her head up and closing her eyes. Rose could hear her praying to..
Whatever the hell she believes in.
Avus was completely fine, though. He was more excited than anxious and scared. His head was constantly turning around him, looking for a new city.
Now that Rose noticed, she was slightly taller than her dad, which was funny because she was shorter than him two months ago, but of course, this is his new âbodyâ.
She saw him moving his lips, mouthing some words she couldnât pick up.
Avus shouted, almost bursting Roseâs and the womanâs eardrums. He pointed to the right and they saw a city.
But I donât want to go..

 

Posted Jul 21, '14 at 2:56pm

samiel

samiel

424 posts

Ok dude this is like legit. You should seriously print and pattent this. Try to get it published.

 

Posted Jul 29, '14 at 3:12am

Rapyion

Rapyion

2,029 posts

There are two problems.
I don�t know how to self-publish. I know I can find a publisher or a company to do that, but I don�t know how to find one.
I�m not sure if people would want to buy my book if they find out about it on this forum. After all, it�s free, but my book�s not.
But thanks for commenting.

Chapter 73

The beast looked at the veins surrounding it, directly opposite of where Henry was, though it couldn�t detect him. It couldn�t look for sure, but it could feel the presence of a mother of corruption in the midst of the nest. The lair�s veins were thumping towards it, as though they were beckoning towards the beast to come and step on it.
Come. Closer.
It shook its head, ignoring the voices in its head.
Or is it really the corruption here?
It was careful not to tread on the veins. It swallowed whatever liquids it had in its mouth, its legs shifting and dancing away from the veins. When it got tired, it stayed where it was. It wanted to roar for the sun to return, but its throat felt dry when it tried to go louder than talking volume. It was that feeling when you wanted to do something out of your comfort zone, but when you tried, you slowly changed your mind and stopped.
It moved on, stepping on the spaces and getting closer. The spaces were decreasing in number, as more veins were littered on the floor. It could hear the blood flowing through those things already. In fact, within the sound of blood flowing, it heard pleading whispers, asking for help. It was close to empathising with the souls when it accidentally slammed its paw on one of the veins. The vein popped from the sides and a monster of corruption slipped from the beast�s paw. It looked like itself.
Then the monster attacked it, lunging at it with claws longer than the beast�s. It moved to the side, stepping on more veins. Some popped with more blood, and some with less. Those popped with more out came larger monsters; those popped with less out came smaller ones.
It knew it couldn�t kill them all at once, so it turned back and sprinted out, unintentionally summoning more monsters of corruption. One monster in particular was blocking the beast�s path. So it leapt through quickly enough not to let the monster react. It landed on more veins, more blood bursting out. The beast was covered in blue by the time it got out. It clicked its tongue, and sensed a detached fang shot towards it. It ducked and the fang flew by and stuck itself onto a wall.
A memory struck the beast as it heard the fang strike the wall.
An axe hit a wall before. What in the world? An axe.. Seems really familiar.
It clicked its tongue again, and sensed a monster launched at it with unusually long claws at it. The beast turned around and moved away from the monster. As the monster landed on the ground, the beast jumped, and upon landing, stuck its claws into the monster, and heard its shriek as its spine and back broke and got ripped apart, respectively.
The beast aimed for the next monster.
That ball-shaped monster. Again!
It launched itself from the dead monster below it and aimed its claws at the ball of corruption. It moved to the side, and instead, its claws dug deep into a quadruped monster that was bigger than the beast. It grunted, but didn�t die. It rotated its body and the beast fell. The beast landed on its back, and sensed the large monster turn and sent its teeth at it. It rolled to the side and heard its teeth sink into the ground.
Then the beast was pushed off the ground, by no one in particular.
That ball!
It tried to get up, but the ball of corruption kept sending force at the beast, toppling the beast over when it actually could get up.
It shouted out, but not louder than a roar, and finally remembered the axe.
It was purple. Wait.. Who threw the axe?
Other monsters were already charging towards it. The beast still couldn�t stand up. Now it tried to roar. And the sound cut through the place so sharply that it could break a window.
I guess you could call that a shriek. Whatever. Sun�s up.
The earth began to move, twist and turn ever so slightly, and the sun rose, returning to shine its majestic light on the beast.
The beast�s muscles began to expand, its wounds (slight scratches) healed, and it could use force. The monsters of corruption weren�t paying attention to the sun. They were going to kill the beast.
Then it smiled, showing its teeth.
As if it had a lot of experience using it, it sent force all around it, pushing away even the largest of the monsters. One was sent fifty metres down the road.
I guess it was the ball.
The beast finally got up, and felt rejuvenated thanks to the sun. It formed straight blades of force and sent them to each one of the monsters, oh, especially that ball.
It heard arrhythmic sounds of blades piercing through flesh. It would close its eyes and listen to the music if it had eyes. It clicked its tongue. The largest one survived the blade and was coming after the beast, bleeding across the side of its abdomen and leaving trails of blue behind.
The beast summoned two blades and kept them by its side. It waited for the monster to get closer, then jumped to the side, the blades following it, and making two slashes at the monster. One cut across its face and one slit across its neck.
The beast heard blood gushing out of the monster�s neck. Then it made the blades dissipate into the air.
Then it heard a scream from the corrupted lair. It clicked its tongue.
The mother corruptor.
It stood around ten metres tall and three metres wide. It had six limbs like that of a praying mantis stuck in its abdomen, which took up two thirds of its body. It had two extra limbs just below its head. It stood with four limbs below, each about 1 metre in height. Then it opened its eyes, glowing bright green at the beast.
It summoned six blades by its side, and charged.


last edited Jul 29 2014 03:15 am by Rapyion
 

Posted Aug 5, '14 at 10:25am

Rapyion

Rapyion

2,029 posts

Chapter 74

Henry heard a roar a few twenty metres away, but it didnât matter to him. He was focusing on the fight, not on something that couldnât harm him. In fact, it helped him. The sun was coming up; it was bright enough for the whole team to see those monsters of corruption. They were so invisible that even with a torchlight shone at them, they could barely be seen.
Henry shot at a monster of corruption that lunged at him with his blast gun. The energy pellets shredded through the monster. Henry moved to the side as the carcass smashed into the ground. Ebonos was swinging his blast gun everywhere. Every time he stopped, he let out a shot before beginning to swing it like a sword again.
General Exen wasnât swinging the blast gun around unlike Ebonos. He was spinning along with it. Every shot was a sure kill; blood would scatter across the small battlefield. The whole place was coloured with blue blood a few seconds after the spawns of corruption appeared. Henry himself was covered in blue blood as well.
Henry gripped the blast gun by the handle and swung it like a bat at a ball-like monster of corruption. The barrel of the gun smacked the monster across its face. He heard a loud crack sound as the barrel met the monster. It crashed into the ground with a broken rounded skull.
General Exen killed a monster before calling out to the both of them to follow him. Henry looked at Ebonos before moving towards Exen. As he moved, Henry aimed left and shot a monster down. He aimed right and shot another one down, as though it were a walk in the park.
It IS a walk in the park, actually.
Ebonos went alongside Henry as they followed Exen to the heart of the corruption. Then Henry noticed that the monsters of corruption had finally stopped spawning from the large veins. He lightly elbowed Ebonos on the arm and told him that. He just looked at him and nodded with a smile and went back to looking at the void that was the corruption lair.
As they moved closer, Henry noticed something. There was a silhouette erected from the lair. Henry had to bend his neck to look at the height of that thing. Then Henry noticed Exen making a fist in the air, asking them to stop. He placed his blast gun at his shoulder and moved with his fist still in the air. The more he strode into the lair, the less Henry could see him. He looked at Ebonos, who had been sweating since following Exen, obviously anxious about what was going to happen. He looked back and couldnât see any trace of Exen anymore.
They stood there and waited. Henry turned around and guarded their backs. As if it were a hallucination, he heard the words âhelpâ, âpleaseâ and âhereâ coming out of the veins. These three words were repeated the most, but there were other words as well.
He looked at Ebonos and saw him sweating all over his face. He was still intact and stable. Henry asked him if he heard those voices. Ebonos shook his head and kept watching the darkness in front of him.
Then Henry heard Exenâs voice from his back, so he turned around, but still couldnât see anything, besides the void.
Screw this!
He moved forward, expecting Ebonos to stop him, but he didnât. He stood there like a tree and never moved. His arms never seem to tire out as they were carrying the blast gun.
As the edge of darkness, Henry looked back again, but he could barely see Ebonos. So he took a breath and entered the lair.
He felt material as light and thin as spider web when he entered it. Then he saw a dome, with cocoons all over the place, even the ceiling. He accidentally stepped on one, and it cracked open. It revealed a human husk beneath. Its head was firm, with a skull supporting its skin. There were eye sockets, and Henry could see past it to the back of its head; its brain was gone.
He looked ahead and saw the beast battling with a hulk of a monster of corruption. In all of his life, he had never seen a monster of corruption so huge and aggressive.
Oh my *****ing God.
But luckily it seemed as though the monster didnât notice Henry. It was focused at the talking beast. The monster, or queen I should say, was getting hits every second, even if the beast hadnât move. It did, but barely.
Henry looked for a spot to hide in, and took shelter just behind another cocoon on the ground. He looked at his blast gun and nodded. He jumped up and shot the queen. The pellets drove into the queen and it shrieked its lungs out. Henry had to stand back just a bit before getting ready for the queen to charge at him. He quickly scanned the ground, and there were too many cocoons to quickly slip by.
Aah, *****.
The queen turned around very slowly towards him and screamed again, at him this time. Then it really charged at it. Despite the cocoon-riddled ground, Henry moved to the left and began to spam his shots. The queen ignored the shots, even though some of the pellets went deeper in. At the final second before the queen could get him, he launched himself further away from the queen. The queen noticed him, but it was too late for it to turn around. Instead, the queen crashed into the dome, tearing the darkness that was enshrouding it. Then cocoons rained on the queen, and more important, Henry.
He sprinted towards the exit, not caring about the beast at all. One fell and landed in front of him. He broke the cocoon and stomped on the human husk. He never cared. He just kept on moving. His boot was now sticky with human flesh, but no blood.
Then as if it were magic, the cocoons were suddenly lifted. Henry slowed to a halt and looked back at the beast. It was shaking, and its legs were ****ed halfway. Henry could see its veins now.
It turned towards Henry and mouthed to go. Henry frowned at the beast before turning back and running past the queen.
The queen!
It stood there, motionless. He could see holes he had made with his blast gun. He was expecting to see more blue blood spilling from the holes, but he was disappointed. He made sure that he got out of the cocoonsâ range of crushing before the beast relaxed. Then it was raining cocoons again. A few of them crashed into the queen as if it had been affected with osteoporosis and that its shell was its bone. No blood came out, but the cocoons shattered almost every piece of the queen. Then Henry noticed the darkness and the veins were fading along with the queen of corruption.

 

Posted Aug 11, '14 at 11:13am

Rapyion

Rapyion

2,029 posts

Chapter 75

The beast woke up, and felt big things smothering and crushing it. When it tried to move and push the things away, it noticed a bruise on its back. It came back to rest and lied there, buried in the nest of coffins. It tried to use force, but it couldnât. All it felt were muscles (and even those werenât much at the time) popping up a little bit. It did hear something, and someone. That someone was calling out to the beast, while it heard fragile things broken, probably by that someone, Henry.
The beast shouted out, calling Henry by his name. He replied back with a wordless shout and came with every step breaking those cocoons. When he was close, weight started to burden the beast less. Sunlight crept past the openings of the cocoons and hands, particularly two, appeared and jerked back and forth to free the beast. Then it felt rejuvenated, and pushed the rest of the cocoons using the force. Henry gasped and stepped back as the beast broke out. It looked at Henry, as though the beast had captured an image of him in its mind.
Henry looked at the beast as it stood up from the rubble. Then it remembered something.
WHERE IS JEYNE?!
It sent a tiny force wave that couldnât harm anyone around the area, and tried to detect anyone that seemed familiar to it, other than Henry. So far, it could pick up rough images of cocoons keeping dead humans inside, but none that felt like Jeyne to it.
Hold on. How did I do that?
It sent another small force wave and the images started to solidified; they were getting clearer each time it sent a new wave. Henry was constantly washed over it, though he wouldnât realise it since the wave couldnât be felt easily.
Still like clicking my tongue though.
But it still had no sign of where Jeyne was. It could sense someone breathing who was buried within the cocoons and someone just standing too straight. It turned towards Henry and said that someone was alive and breathing somewhere here. Henryâs head jerked forward and called out to Exen as he rummaged through the mess to find him. The beast already knew where he was, so it lifted the exact cocoons, or shells. I like shells better, away from Exen. It heard a loud and explosive gasp of air as he suddenly jolted out from his resting spot. He was holding a blast gun in his hands.
Henry went over to Exen and put a hand around his shoulder and walked him back, ignoring the beast. Even with repeated force waves, it still couldnât locate Jeyne. It panicked for a while before heading off in the opposite direction of Henry. It sent more waves as it did so, picking new images and matching them together in its head. Then out of nowhere, it heard a very soft whimper, coming from a few hundred metres away. Its head jerked towards that direction and sprinted.
Wait, I know how to use this.
Instead of sprinting, it jumped and made a force platform just big enough for it to land on. It boosted, and zoomed past the desert-coloured buildings, faster than sprinting could ever achieve.
It reached the approximate location, but it needed another whimper to truly find that voice. It didnât even know if the voice was Jeyneâs or not. It called out her name, and another whimper was heard. It was somewhere in one of the buildings.
Southwest!
It turned in that direction, respective to where it faced before, and headed for the building it had looked at. The building had no windows, with was peculiar. All the other buildings had windows, just not this one.
It levitated up to the roof of the building and conjured a scythe-like weapon. It swung its head down and the weapon moved along with its head, then making a crack in the middle. It used the weapon to hit it again, and the roof collapsed.
Almost immediately, it, along with the debris, was carried with a force net just below. It grabbed the debris with force and threw it away. The beast clicked its tongue and recognised Jeyne. She was lying on the floor, leaning against the wall. Her chest heaved and dropped, and her face was blankly looking at the beast. Her fingers were lightly clawing the floor.
The beast ran over to her and asked what happened around here. She never spoke a word, though the beast could tell she was moving her lips and trying to spit words out. The beast shook its head and encased Jeyne in a bubble of force. It took her along, summoning a bigger platform than before and placing Jeyne down while she was lying down.
Donât worry. Youâll be home safe.
It boosted past the now-destroyed nest of corruption. It noticed a vehicle when Henry was. He was trying to comfort Exen from the apparent shock he received. The other guy was now standing in front of the vehicle.
Like Henry, the beast ignored him as well. In a minute, they were already back in the headquarters. There was no one on guard, as it remembered clearly. So it went to the yard, then placed Jeyne outside the building. It used force to place her onto its back before entering.
It went to the medical room. Is that what itâs called? The beast tried to use force, but it realised that it wasnât affected by sunlight anymore. It clicked its tongue instead, and noticed that this room was empty. Okay.. Carefully, it jumped up to the bed and placed Jeyne down on it and left the room.
I need to rest. Man..
Seems like No-one Day, it thought as it clicked its tongue when walking past the empty canteen and into the hallway. In the rooms of the hallway, there were people. Half of them were sleeping, and the other half were doing something I donât know what.
It just went back to its own room, or Jeyneâs room, and took a nap in the usual spot.

 

Posted Aug 18, '14 at 11:30am

Rapyion

Rapyion

2,029 posts

Chapter 76

Rose took advantage of the sunlight that abruptly came up and moved the force platform towards the newly-spotted city. Avus and Clarissa were sleeping next to each other on the platform. Rose needed to head over to the city as quickly as she could, so she didnât have time to look at them sleep. She had imagined it was cute, but she shrugged it off later on. She was surprised that the whole time that she was travelling, she was the least tired of them all, considering that using force took quite some stamina.
Moving a platform like this was like riding a bicycle, but with up and down to consider, aside from left and right. Just in case, she made three curved ramps, two facing each other and another meeting the both of them to prevent the couple from falling off. When she reached the city, she found out that the ramps were unnecessary; the couple moved no more than an inch.
Just a bit of sliding..
She made the platform land on a flat roof of the nearest building she could find. She stepped off of the platform, went to the edge and sat on it. The city looked like East.
As every city does, Rose thought, her eyes rolling about.
The tallest building (the first one she saw) pierced the sky and ripped dark and white clouds all the same, like a menacing spearman. Other buildings bowed down before it, and called it its master, and that they would do anything for the spearman. They bowed to the tallest building, The Spearman, and probably would continue to do that forever.
Heh, and Iâm one of its worshippers.
The sunlight was a rarity and a sight to see. Clouds looked a little lighter than before, though dark clouds still stayed dark. Or is it just me? She couldnât directly look into the sun, thatâs ****inâ crazy, but the glass windows and panes that reflected the sunlight contrasted with cities she saw in the darkness but with enough lighting to help people get by their days.
She remembered sitting at the edge of a building. It was barely two months, but it felt like she was on the edge of a building eight months or so. Was it two or eight? Her memories were jumbled up. Was it when I was a monster of death, or was it when I could fly with the purple axe?
The memories seemed to float around in her head like jellyfishes; when she tried to reminisce, the jellyfishes that were the memories would sting her. It hurt trying to remember. She grimaced at the pain in her head.
In an attempt to let go of those ****inâ memories, she made a stream of fire for practice and distraction. When she splayed her arms, the horizontal pillar of fire she created was filled with life, yet trapped, like slavery. She flicked her wrists away from her and the fire was released into the air.
Like a free man.
She jumped along with her heart when she heard Avus yawned, very loudly. He made more humming noises when he stretched, twisted and turned. She turned her head to see him, and they made eye contact.
During that awkward moment of silence, she suddenly felt an attraction towards Avus.
She shivered and cringed, turned around and (intently) fell off the building. She heard Avusâ shout as she felt wind pushing against her. She faced the sky and saw Avusâs (attractive) face popping out from the building. She shook her head violently and shut her eyes until her head hurt for a while. She rotated and saw the ground enlarging fast. She started to slow her descent, then finally ascending up the building. Her temples hurt like hell, but at least she could still focus on getting back up there.
Then Avus shouted again, this time, telling her to watch her back. She turned and saw a flying monster of darkness headed for her. She immediately sent a force wave, pushing the monster back by metres. She made a platform for herself, and readied herself for the next strike. The flying monster charged at her again.
It was the usual quadruped monster, but with wings protruding out of its back. Its wings made sounds like that of an eagle when it was flying.
Sometimes itâs nice to hear it. Sometimes itâs heavenly with the waves of the ocean, though I doubt they would be present at the same time. But now, this is freakinâ annoying.
She summoned a blade and flung it at the monster. It dodged, moving to the side, but Rose pulled it back. The blade pierced into the monsterâs butt, then its guts, then out of its mouth. She made the blade dissipate into the air as the monster fell, trying to squeal but only let out a wheezing sound that Rose never heard. She went up to the edge of the building and saw Avus and Clarissa backing up from a team of monsters of darkness; six of the same monster she had dealt with before.
She shook her head. Why do I have to deal with this-
There was a sudden gunshot. She saw the energy bullets rip the monster at the leftmost side. Its wings had holes in between and one of its eyes were now bleeding blue.
The one in the middle roared and charged forward, before Avus gave the monster another faceful of energy pellets. Rose already had summoned two blades and threw the both of them (with force) at the two monsters which were already lunging. The two blades pushed both of them back; the blades were in their throats.
Satan Almighty only knows how I keep doing this.
She heard a familiar squeal from behind, and she turned around. She saw the same monster of darkness she had killed before. I still didnât kill it, though. Avus released more gunshots while Clarissa was standing behind Avus, jumping ever so slightly every time he fired his blast gun. By the time she pulled one blade from the previous monster and got it by her side, the revived monster was already near her, and its teeth dug into her neck.
She felt intense and sharp paralysing pain at her neck. As blue blood spurted from her neck like a geyser, she looked at the sun, disobeying what she thought before. She saw it move backwards instead of forward. Or west instead of east. That dark monster. She felt adrenaline pump through her whole body, and used her remaining stamina to force the blade up the dark monsterâs neck, decapitating it. Its abdomen, and whatever was there, dropped, hitting the edge of the building and spreading more blue blood before falling off. Its head stayed with Rose before a whole chunk of part of her neck got ripped apart with it. There, she was smiling.
Smashy, smashy. Picky, picky. Crunchy, crunchy. Eat-y, eat-y, she consciously thought.

 

Posted Aug 19, '14 at 9:27am

Gladiator246

Gladiator246

376 posts

This is a great story.Nice effort.Still didn't have time to read it fully.


last edited Aug 19 2014 09:28 am by Gladiator246
 

Posted Aug 25, '14 at 10:34am

Rapyion

Rapyion

2,029 posts

Thanks for the encouraging comment.
And, the grammatical mistakes at the end were intentional.

Chapter 77

The minotaur of death within her was released from its dormant sleep.
Death Rose sounds good. Maybe Iâll go with Death Rose. She nodded. Yes, Death Rose.
Death Rose looked back at the wave of dark monsters, their wounds healing too quickly for Avusâs blast gun to slay. She turned around and thrust her hand forward, sending a force wave much stronger than Rose at the monsters. The feeling of it made Death Rose shudder with excitement.
Oh my God! Whatâs this?!
She sent more force waves, shuddering more to the point of a muscle spasm, then she stopped. She noticed one monsterâs jaw was dislocated to a severe degree; like it had the size of the mouth of a snake when it swallows a goat whole. Others had their eyes and mouths bleeding. But they recovered more quickly than getting injured. The one with its jaws dislocated snapped back into place, but the monster didnât flinch at all. Rather, Death Rose swore that it smiled at her.
She sent force wave after force wave, distracting them at the least. She shouted at Avus to shoot. As her voice shot out of her mouth, she was shocked. Her voice had gone deeper, more monster-like. Figures. She repeated herself to Avus, then finally heard gunshots produced.
She summoned blades and sent them at the monsters, chopping them up into pieces. Every time a leg was severed, a new one grew in five seconds.
THAT IS ****ING CRAZY! HOW-?!
Then her head snapped back up. She had an idea.
Smashy, smashy. Picky, picky. Crunchy, crunchy. Eat-y, eat-y.
She rose into the air and boosted past Avus to the monsters. She snatched one like an eagle and crushed it into a ball. There was an addition of a nice crunchy sound (bones breaking and flesh compressed) that made her ooze with pleasure. Rose wouldnât have enjoyed this kind of violence, even though she had gone through an excessive amount of it. Actually, she never did enjoy it. She had to do it. Death Rose, on the other hand, would and would kill to kill things.
Death Rose opened her mouth and stuffed the flesh ball into her mouth. She understood that, being a monster of death, she never needed to eat. But screw that!
She crunched at the flesh ball with her teeth and drank the juices (blood, intestinal juice, squished brain juice).
Try recovering from that!
Death Rose turned to the other monsters. One was already in the air, and its paws dug into her eyes. She screamed in a low voice and swiped at the monster with her right claw, tearing the monster into halves. She then took the two halves of the body and crushed them together, then ate it. Eating didnât have any healing properties, but at least two down, four to go.
She pulled her right hand backwards and brought the nearest monster, crushed it into a ball and tasted the juices and felt pleasure. She shivered as she drank more blood.
Death Rose hadnât heard any gunshots since the first monster she had ate. She looked at Avus and saw that he was breathing heavily, his blast gun close to his moving chest. Clarissa was even more terrified than his dad. And now, she suddenly felt distressed.
Death Rose has no time to feel like this. Câmon, you have three more pricks to take care of-
She jerked her right hand up, lifting the next victim, then slamming it down onto the floor. She heard a satisfying crunch, then she shaped the monster into a ball and sent it into her mouth.
CRUNCH. Easy. In fact, a little too easy. Oh well..
Now, letâs see..
Next, she made a force cage for the two of the monsters. One escaped it before she could form everything. But Death Rose shrugged. She clenched her fist and made another flesh ball. She tore the ball into tiny bits before stuffing them into her mouth.
The monster was now trying to escape; it slammed against the cage with its head, it kicked at it with its midget-like legs, it slapped its wings against the cage. All these didnât work. It soon ended up in her mouth instead.
Well, it technically broke free, when the cage became smaller, and smaller, and smaller..
She didnât remember how and when, but she was already sitting on the floor, naked and exposed in the sunlight. She was already looking up, and she saw that the sun was moving east now [or that Earth was moving west (for you scientific people)].
She was sweating all over. Wind suddenly decided to blow at her, cooling her by a large degree. She instinctively wrapped herself up with her hands, shivering a little. She sensed Avus coming closer with something like a coat, she couldnât tell, but told him that she didnât need clothes. She stopped hearing footsteps as well.
She made a cloth out of thin air and covered herself with it. It was the most opaque item she had ever made.
This is definitely convenient.
And now that she wasnât Death Rose, she finally felt distressed. Her heart sank at the realisation that they saw her do something explicitly grisly, and that both of them saw her naked.
She heard Clarissa run over to Rose, and felt her warm embrace. She noticed Clarissaâs brown hair lightly touched hers, and she felt ticklish all over just from one light touch. Rose returned the embrace, and they never talked for a few minutes. Avus was standing there with his hands folded beneath his chest.
They both stood and released the hug.
God, that was so warm.
Then something started to churn in her stomach.
Perhaps a little too warm.
Then she felt claws digging from inside her stomach. Her hands went to press her stomach back, trying to relieve the pain.
Oh, no. HOW THEY CANT RECEIVE SUNLIGHT
Then let me help you.
NO I SAW WHAT YOU DID NO WAY IN HELL
We arenât in hell, are we?
IâM IN HELL RIGHT NOW
The pain became more intense, and more acute. At this point, sound didnât register in her brain.
Câmon. You know you liked it.
I SAID NO WAY IN HELL I DONT WANT YOU TO COME OUT NO NO NO NO NO NO
She felt a sharp tip pressing at her right palm. At this point, touch didnât register in her brain.
If you die, I die. Letâs go. Let me out. Iâll take care of you, donât worry.
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
Now she felt a whole paw touching her palm. At this point, she fell unconscious, but could still think, as if she was in a lucid dream.
In that lucid dream, Rose saw Death Rose, a very dark minotaur with eyes abhorrently similar to her own. Her nose and mouth were no different. But when the minotaur opened its mouth, she stepped back, trying to avoid looking at the almost-rotten but horribly sharp teeth.
Iâll help you.
Rose looked around, but she couldnât move her head; she could only face Death Rose.
She clenched her fists.
Câmon, weâre both dying here.
OKA-

 

Posted Sep 1, '14 at 11:09am

Rapyion

Rapyion

2,029 posts

Oops. Thereâs a slight contradiction in the previous chapter. If you can find it, good for you.

Chapter 78

Avus saw her daughterâs stomach getting ripped apart, while she transformed back into the horrid monster that ate six (alive) dark monsters. Even in Avusâ sick mind, he admitted that his minotaur of a daughter was disgusting. He would have added that it was more horrifying than the tests heâd done.
But what choice does she have?
He looked up and saw that the sun was just at the start, like morning.
This isnât looking so good.
He dragged Clarissa back as Rose transformed into Death Rose. She was in shock and horror, as expected, as she was dragged away. He left her there and brought his blast gun out, ready for the monsters again. The first monsterâs claws ripped through Death Roseâs stomach the size of a beach ball, which was almost up to her now-hairy chest. It ripped its way out and dropped onto the floor as a crushed ball as before.
Avus went to it and jerked the muzzle of his blast gun at the monster and pulled the trigger three times, shredding the monster with energy pellets like a butcher with multiple hands and held butcher knives would to a chunk of meat. He fired one more time to make sure. He stood back and saw a gaping hole at where he shot. He aimed and shot again, the pellets sending the monster a few feet away.
He heard Clarissa scream, then felt something digging into his right calf. He bit his lower lip and looked behind. The second one came out as a crushed ball but with two limbs protruding out of it. One was inside him. He fired at the monster before seeing the third monster escape from Death Roseâs belly. The shot sent the monster away a few feet, dragging and ripping part of his calf. This time, he screamed in a high pitched voice.
BLOODY HELL!
Whatever was left of the calf was soaked in red, but he could see a little bit of his TIBIA OR FIBULA, I DONâT BLOODY KNOW!
He was willing to bet his fourth life that Clarissa was trying to keep laughter down in her throat.
He suddenly felt a rush of drowsiness sweep all over his body as he lost blood each second. He fell on his butt and saw the fourth or fifth monster dropping and rolling on the floor all bloody happy to me.
Clarissa put her hands on Avusâ shoulders and tried to calm him down.
Thing is, woman, Iâm already too calm for this bloody ****..
He couldnât say it aloud. He was forced to lie down completely helpless and motionless and also forced to watch his daughter whom Avus had given a **** about her the moment they met (in the interconnected dream that almost seemed useless to me, actually).
And now, Avus was in another useless dream. He saw Rose on his left, running with him on a semi-obscure path to..
To what the blood hell is that?
He couldnât recognise the figure. It was a square silhouette with two barely noticeable triangles at the top two corners of it. As they got closer, the silhouette became clearer and finer. This time, the triangles and square became a bit more elongated. A few hundred metres later, the triangles slowly became arms while the square was stretched to become a torso. Then it turned around, revealing a pair of horns.
Yes, Iâm bloody sure theyâre horns. Itâs clear enough, Avus thought, talking to his own bloody head!
It now leaned back slowly. Avus turned to look at Rose, but noticed her flying towards the figure. Irrational fear struck Avusâs heart like an executioner smashing his axe on the victim. He sprinted after Rose, trying to get her to pull her down. By the time he reached her horizontally, he couldnât reach her vertically.
NO. BLOODY CHRIST, NO!
He tried to shout to warn her, but no sound produced from his non-existent throat.
He felt something stirring in his stomach. He looked down and froze in terror as his intestines leaked out of his bellybutton. In the not-giving-a-**** part of his mind, that doesnât look like intestines. Looks like-
He was silently grunting, and the leaked intestines stopped leaking and instead, went back in, for some reason. Wings ripped his back open for them to freely roam about, attached to his back. He felt a stabbing pain from both points where the wings rudely barged out from. He turned his head, but could only see one small part of his wings. He didnât know how to use them, but he tried; he moved his shoulder blades back and forth, and they moved.
Well, bloody hell, that was super easy.
He ran and jumped, flapping his wings like crazy. Like a bloody fairy, you mean? He actually lifted off, and was approaching Rose when he noticed the gigantic figure become Death Rose. She moved her hairy arms to slap Avus away, but he worked on his wings and accelerated upwards, dodging the ginormous palm. It was about to slam into Rose, and when it did, Rose merged into the hand and disappeared.
WHAT?! NO.
He tensed his right arm and a blade made out of bone erected from his wrist. It extended over his hand an extra foot. He tried to move forward with his wings, but all he could do was move upwards. Then Death Roseâs hand moved in to slap Avus. This time, he tried to stay. When her palm was about to hit him, he jerked his right hand into the palm and he merged into the hand.
He wake up, and realised his calf was fully recovered. It was as though his calf was never eaten before. Clarissa was standing beside Avus, holding her purple shovel like a talisman that would protect her from harm.
Spoiler alert, it doesnât do anything.
Figuring that what he could do in his dream could be done in real life, he tensed his right arm, then felt a slight pain throughout his forearm before seeing an arced blade emerge from his wrist and extending one foot after his knuckles. It looked obvious to Avus that this blade was only meant for slashing, so he followed his own advice; slash and only slash.
He got up and saw Death Rose flying in the air, just avoiding the six monstersâ attacks. All of them looked like they werenât damaged by the energy pellets before.
He tensed his shoulders and the same magnitude of pain from before shot through his back, and wings made out of tough flesh of his own emerged like in his dream. He flew up and swung his blade at the first monster he could hit; the blade pierced into its back, specifically its spine. Avus placed a hand at the back and pulled the blade away, sending the monster to crash onto the building.
And the fight goes on, at least until night-time, Avus thought, as he awkwardly moved towards the next monster.

 
Reply to A Speechless Story Of A Traveller

You must be logged in to post a reply!