This is like a mafia-based story. Tell me if you like it or not 'cause I'll be continuing the story based on your guys' opinions. Jesus.. This is long. It's an intro thing or whatever so you guys could understand the story better. ----- It was about 230 years back.. On the island of Sicily, the Vostola family was created. It is said that this mafia family has always had 7 members, a boss and 6 "guardians," who had control over a specific "aura" that refers to a type of weather, excluding the sky aura, throughout every generation. Tempesta (Storm.) -The guardian who bears this is always the right-hand man of the boss. -Giovanni was the first Storm guardian. -Ability: Degeneration. Anything it touches will break down and corrode, making it highly destructive. Pioggia (Rain) -The guardian who bears this is always easy-going and dependable. -Trevor was the first Rain guardian. -Ability: Appeasement and dulling. It's special trait of tranquility carries the meaning of pacification. Sereno (Sun.) -The guardian who bears this is always extremely pumped. -Ryan was the first Sun guardian. -Ability: Stimulation, augmenting, activation. It's special trait "activates" your power, enhancing it. It can heal by increasing the speed of the multiplication of your cells, augmenting. Fulmine (Lightning.) -The guardian who bears this is always immature. -Lucas was the first Lightning guardian. -Ability: Solidification. It can increase the firmness of objects. Can defensively project strong barriers from the aura or offensively cut as if real knives. Nebbia (Mist.) -The guardian who bears this never has full loyalty and is to be watchful of. -Mike was the first Mist guardian. -Ability: Construction. Illusions are made, but they can become real, concrete objects. Nuvola (Cloud.) -The guardian who bears this is always feared by others. -Kieth was the first Cloud guardian. -Ability: Propagation. Others' auras can be absorbed to make things multiply and grow in size. Shields can be made for defense. Cielo (Sky.) The one who brings all together. -Bearers of this aura were mostly all Vostola bosses and are extremely rare. -Timothy was Vostola Primo, founder of Vostola and the first possessor of this aura. -Ability: Petrifying. Possessors also have partial control over the other auras.
"Triiiiiiiiiiiiiiistan!" I woke to my mom's kind voice coming from the kitchen downstairs. "You'll be laaaaaate again!" I press the button on my phone to reveal the lock-screen. 7:03 A.M.?!?!!?!?? I've been late way too many times in a row now. I threw myself off my bed and I trip on my own foot, falling flat on my face. Let me introduce myself.. Tristan Vincitori A.K.A. Thick-headed Trist. Age 15. Since I'm so thick-headed, cowardly, physically and academically weak, and good at absolutely nothing, that's where my nickname comes in. My dad is Italian and my mom is half-Italian and half-Korean so that's where my Italian last name comes from. I live with only my mom since my dad never came home for two years now. I put on my school uniform (since it's a private school), a simple suit with a school logo on the jacket. I shove my breakfast in my mouth and I run out the door, almost tripping again. I run a couple meters but then I look down to my feet and I realize I forgot to put on my shoes. I go back to my house and put them on, running back outside. I run to school since it's near enough to walk to without transportation and I walk in my class. "It's Thick Trist! Late again, man?" A random classmate shouts out. I laugh weakly and fall into embarrassment since the girl I like is in my class. I walked to my seat with my head down. I attempt to only briefly glance at her but it becomes a stare. The female idol student, Amy Layton. Pretty face, the body of every girl dreaming to have, the most generous and kind personality.. She has it all. But, she's out of my league in so many ways.. Besides, there's James. If there's a female idol student, there must be a male idol student. The total opposite of me. As I was trying to focus on the lecture, I felt that somebody was watching me. Unknowingly, my eyes shift to a baby-sized boy doll that's wearing a full suit and a black fedora that's sitting on the window sill in the back of the classroom. That's creepy. Looks like a baby-version of those mafia guys in those tv shows. I disregarded it and turned back around. The Doll's P.O.V. JESUS. Sitting so still like this is so uncomfortable.. I see Tristan come in and get embarrassed as soon as he does. Seeing him staring at something as if he's being hypnotized, I slowly move my eyes to look at what it is and it's a girl. Crush, maybe? Man, this boy is way too pathetic to be Vostola Decimo. Tristan turns around to look at me and I completely freeze to make him think I'm just an inanimate object. He turns back around, looking confused and slightly freaked out and I let out a sigh of relief. How'd he know I was here? Was it his instinct? A small smile comes onto my face. Intuition, eh? He has great potential. It's verified. This boy, he has the blood of the Vostola.
This is abslutely amazing! Continue it! Everything pretty much falls into detail. I have a feeling this story will be good. Blump.
Yeah haha. I'm just gonna use the color thing from it. The rest is gonna be different. Thanks. But I'm gonna need more people for me to continue. Haha.
Yeah.. All I see is illiterate people so I just quit PIMD for a while. We should stop talking in this thread though.