So I know a lot of rps are stirring up ff and some stories are popping up...just thought if write a mini-story (again) my other two died r.i.p. but I hope I get bumped? if not, bye story...it's an original so I can understand if it's o-o well yeah, hope you like it. Blue moon and darkened skies awaited us on the crisp summer day. We hardly did any thing, we just watched like always sitting side by side. As I walked briskly deep within the city a thought occurred. Not a care in the world for the self indulgent emotionless bastards. I spat on the concrete beside me bitterness filling my mouth looking at the sky, in agony. If anything I wished this cold endlessness to end I didn't want this anymore. I wanted to stop, to be reborn, but no. I looked at a stray cat leaning and scratching against a door as if begging for scraps, across the street, and I walked. I kept walking never looking back on the past but towards the future for I had no choice, the future had chosen me. Turning back I saw my friends of today waving from afar, I smiled waving back. Because my friends today, would not be my friends tomorrow. Would not be my friends...in the future. Part 1: I had awoken on a frilly soft bed covered in clothes of those I never saw before. Slowly looking up i see a girl about 18 standing above me asking a simple question. "Are you ok?" It had been so long since I heard those considerate words, since mankinds bitterness had engulfed the world I was from. "Yes," a simple reply emersed itself from my mouth. I had been confused, surely this girl wanted something from me, but what? You dont simply help a complete stranger! My head spun, my mind turned I felt as if I had seen her somewhere a dream? No. A place? No. Where have I seen her?! Out of anger and frustration I thrust my fist down on the bed next to me, yelling in a outburst from deep within my throat. "Damn! Who the hell are you?!" She took a step back, I knew what she was thinking; this girl is so strange, so weird...so so... "My name is Trixie," she said smiling broadly. I had recovered from all the shock, fear, and anxiety that had been paining me. I know where I had seen this girl. Not from a dream, no but from a vision. From somewhere in my mind I knew her not just from a vision, a memory or sorts. "Where am I?" The words flung themselves out in a less agitated tone, more confused and questionable. "I think you should rest," she sighed continuing as she pointed out a large window, across the street was a bustling city those similar of New York, but I knew it wasn't for I had came from New York. Didn't I? I was lost in thought when she said. "I found you in an alley, you looked hurt and tired so I carefully brought you here," she said with more confidence feeling a sense of accomplishment? Oh please her egotistic attitude made me want to snort at her to let her know she was less. Instead I asked a more detailed question, "Where is this location? What year and date is this? Why are you so...nice?" She took a deep breath as if a bit startled then responded, " I'm nice because it was how I was taught," Only answering a part of my question this girl was surely mad, I opened my mouth as to so speak but her tongue was quicker. " New York, July 15, 2000," I was in shock, 2000? Why, why am I in the year 2000?! I grasped my head 2000?! 2000?! 2000?! Until I could take this madness no longer I yelled out in a screeching tone! "2000?!?!?!?!?!"
Update#1 Passing the bustling streets by the colorless emotionless people. I turned it took time to get adjusted to the breezy streets of Manhattan. Surveying the area I had just passed by I smirked. Where would I go next? I had been given a name, the wandering mistress. No, I wasn't near it, sure I was a wanderer but you could never classify me that old. I chuckled slightly did I even age? Was I a vampire of this modern age...? No, such creatures only exist in fairy tales...I looked up at the sun setting sky as I sat on the grass then again I guess this is..like a fairy tale, want me to tell you? The girl wandering with me nodded slightly.I guess I will continue, smiling I progressed the story of the wandering mistress, instead I'll call her future girl... Part 2: I was in an state of complete shock, I began deeply searching my memory, why, why was I here now? July 15, 2000 I had to leave... escape. I couldnt die here. She looked confused for a brief moment. I looked at her as she smiled. "You are one too?" She quickly said. I rose from the bed standing up, looking her in the eyes and speaking calmly. "I am not supposed to be here," I said ignoring her comment completely. I saw my clothes hanging on the knob of the door, as I took a few steps and retrieved my things it happened. It occurred instantaneously, then I heard some of the last few words I would hear from this person...for now. "Explosion of 2100," she whispered before she had pushed me on the cold wooden floor, my jacket flashed before I heard an explosion. No, no,no, I had time! I closed my eyes. "DAMNIT!" I yelled, as I opened my eyes slowly I was surrounded by humans just staring. Agitated I strode to a nearby newsstand, I glanced at the date on the paper. "May 17, 1987" I sneered hysterically. Everyone stared at me as I passed them by. I expected this, no one has seen "future" clothes yet. My leather jacket glowed vibrantly as if troubled. I quickly shot for a small corner near no one, sitting on the cold gravel beneath me I breathed a deep sigh. "That girl...was a traveler," I huffed. "Yes, and I'm afraid there isn't much time left," a familiarly troubled voice said, emerging from a dark alley. "You," I spat at his feet. "I have a name unlike you number: 0015749," I arose striding away from him I have a name too. I wanted to talk back and cut his throat. Instead I just walked away. "Don't you want to save them?" He called back. "Who?"