Yes, I'm brining it from my old blog to my new one...
Don't ask me why... Well, actually ask me why... XD
So...
You see, I've always wanted to write a story, simply for the fun of it, and for another reason.
Usually on holidays like these, I tend to get bored out of my mind very easily. The day is just very routine, I know what's going to happen, and it's just so... normal. However, then I started to read many many fantasy books. I can guarantee you, I could fill a whole bookcase and a half out of my five bookcases with my fantasy books. Now they're all exciting and fun, and then I get stuck in this one thought after I read them.
This. Isn't. Real.
And what a darn shame that is. Maybe in some twisted parallel universe I'm a demi-god. Or maybe in another I'm partnered up with a skeleton detective. Or I could a farm boy who discovers a Dragon Egg while out in the forest. Maybe I'm a criminal mastermind, a boy genius with an IQ of over 250, discovering a race of faeries on the earth. My point is, I get so bored, and even with all the death and destruction (those two words seem to be meant for each other) in those books, I want them to be real. I want my normal routine life to be... not routine and normal. I want excitement, I want enjoyment, and I want something to keep me occupied. My life at 17 Judith-Wright Street Franklin ACT Australia, does nothing to keep me occupied, other than in a maths textbook. I kid you not, I have not gone so far a single day without spending at least half the day in a chair trying to solve some stupid equation to Pythagoras' theorem by calculating the Cosine ratio of Pi to i and then dividing the whole thing by 0. Yeah I'm ESPECIALLY bored these holidays.
So I try to write, and keep myself occupied, and try not to actually cry of extreme boredom. Yes I have actually verged on tears because of my insane boredom and wanting of my life to be a fantasy story. It's rather disturbing.
So...
I present to you an (rather shitty) excerpt from my on-going story which is a pain to write by hand. I have half in Word Documents and another half on paper X(
Either way... Enjoy (or don't because this is a pretty disturbing scene)
"You know, I don't know about you guys, but I think our plan to 'sneak by' failed... Quote miserably at that as well." Kyle said as he stood up and got rid of the branch he was using as a disguise.
Delilah sighed "Maybe if you two boys weren't so busy glaring at each other and mouthing insults or other things to each other, I think you would have noticed the rather obvious metal plate that indicates some sort of trap or another."
Sol got up ans shrugged, tossing away his branch as well "Maybe we would have, maybe we wouldn't have. Doesn't really matter now that an army is staring at us with their weapons raised now does it?"
All three of them turned to face the rather unimpressed sentry guards and the other soldiers coming out hurriedly, while failing miserably to get into combat gear. Some were rather successful at donning their combat gear in a groggy state with style, while other managed to find success in high-fiving the ground with their face.
"You know, for the battalion said to be led by one of the most fiercest Colonels, I don't think these people are in too great a condition." Kyle observed " I wonder how he wins battles with this lot"
"Never underestimate the enemy Kyle."Sol warned as he himself tried to stifle a laugh watching another soldier trip and spectacularly fall over, tripping another comrade.
"They're gonna kill each other even before we start fighting them" Delilah mused.
"Wait... something's going on..." Sol motioned. He, Kyle and Delilah walked forward into a small clearing where the army had been camping. The main objective was to sneak past the battalion without being noticed, and hopefully getting to the capital without any sort of confrontation. Now they saw confrontation was going to be slightly necessary if they were to get past this place.
The army split into two groups as a man strode between them all. As he walked past, each line of soldiers stood suddenly to attention. It all looked quite impressive.
The man face Sol, Kyle Delilah and spoke in a deep, but melodious voice.
"So you are the troublesome three who we were informed about." The Colonel said in a rather neutral voice."I shouldn't say, but I was expecting people.... slightly older..."
"No matter though, enemies are enemies and they must be dispatched of. I will introduce myself. I am Colonel Viktor Bruskov, a hired tactician by the North Koreans. So far, all of the battle that my battalion has undertaken, we have won. Maybe not easily, always, but we have won nonetheless. Now before I -"
Kyle cut him off by waving his hand and strolling towards the amassed army.
"Yeah yeah... We get that you're fantastico... However, you're still only a general and an army. I can crush you like I would ants." Kyle grinned and spat back the words with malice.
Colonel Bruskov tensed, looking slightly angry that he was being talked to by a Sixteen year old, and slightly amused also that the kid had guts to talk to an army and its colonel like that.
"I had hoped to take you kids prisoner, but your unfortunate friend has made it rather... inappropriate to do so. Very well. BATTLE FORMATION!"
The Colonel drew his sword in one swift motion and the army started to get into a formation.
Sol groaned behind him. " Kyle... the idea was to try and sweet talk our way out of here, or just even dash for it. Wait why did we even bother to come out to this clearing, reveal ourselves, and wait for them to wake and amass their army. Someone tell me why we didn't just run?"
Delilah slapped her palm to her face and said "Because we're all idiots"
Kyle just laughed like an actual madman and said "Oh my poor poor misguided friends. If we can wipe out this battalion along our way to the capital, then all the better for the war! Don't worry, I can handle myself"
Sol started to protest "Kyle, you don't even have a weapon and-"
Kyle waved him off like he did the Colonel " And you guys never bothered to ask me what I'd been doing while I was away. Your fault"
"FIREBOMBERS TAKE AIM!" shouted the Colonel
"That doesn't sound good"
"Pfff, I got this guy-"
"FIRE!"
"KYLE!" Delilah screamed as several fireballs and rockets were fired at Kyle. Before he could finish his sentence, he was engulfed in a swirling mas of fire, shrapnel and explosions. Delilah and Sol dived backwards and took cover between the trees, Sol landed awkwardly and hit his head on a log cursing vehemently, while Delilah rolled backwards with grace, and watched helplessly as her friend was completely enveloped in a fiery explosion.
"KYLE!"
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