His eyes were dead, dyed black and his movements were swift, yet erratic. Fletch stood by the door, feeling uneasy. His eyes kept fleeting from the young boy, to the two young men that he had brought in barely 30 minutes ago. “What is he?” he mumbled under his breath. “A puppet,” Cyber quietly replied. “A puppet? More like… a monster.” Fletch tightened his fist. Charlie I heard a loud snap. My vision cleared. The incessant metallic smell of blood filled my senses. It was disgusting. My head throbbed. I looked down at my hands. They were sitting face up on my lap, painted red, staring at me. Blood. Whose blood was it? It didn’t matter, I passed out. I cannot stand the sight of blood. Ninz “I’d count that a success,” I smiled to myself “don’t you agree Cyber?” “Hmm, maybe.” The tall scarred warrior stepped up beside me and looked down at the dining hall. “We have to clean that up.” He casually commented. I looked down at the two bloodied bodies on the carpet below. “We’ll have it cleaned up before dinner. For now, let’s celebrate… the success… of death” I popped a lollipop and turned to walk out the door. Cyber followed. Andrieth Power is an amazing thing. The feeling of it surging through your veins, through your blood is like a drug that makes you feel invincible. Ninz helped me to realize that. The first time we met, she looked me in the eyes and said: “You’re a Lupa.” After that, I followed her. Not because she called me a Lupa (I did not even know what that meant), but because she was the first person to look me straight in the eyes. Before then, I had thought an ‘Orphan’ was considered a monster, destined to be despised by man. She changed all that. She brought me up to lead, to fight and to survive. “Your eyes had turned red, like there was a fire.” Ninz had said, the day I felt that immense pain. That was the day I found Power - the power to control, the desire for more. “Charlie is just the first step Andi.” I spun around to see Ninz smiling at me. “Soon,” she continued, “we will control the Guardians.” She walked over and pulled me into a hug. “You can do this.” I quietly nodded. “You are indeed a Lupa.” Ninz whispered.
The ‘Idiot’s’ Guide to Shipwrecked Hi Readers! I know I have been adding in a WHOLE lot of meat into the story without properly explaining myself. Yes… I am guilty. So my idiocy has prompted me to put up a guide! YAY! *Loud Applause* 1) Exploring the World of Shipwrecked The world around the story Shipwrecked (over the many, many paragraphs) has evolved into a World beyond the natural, where Science and Magic come alive in the clash of the Common and the Guardian realm. The realm of the Guardians has been created in a dimension under the Earth’s crust, almost impossible for the normal human to ‘accidentally’ stumble upon. 2) The Guardian Tribes There are FOUR distinct tribes of the Guardians: The Lupus (Wolf), Draconis (Dragon), Gladius/Machaera (Sword) and Tormentum (Pistol). These names are the Latin equivalents of the English words. Their Sigils have been explained in the paragraph where Ninz, Cyber and Fletch come to a huge wall with the FOUR tribe emblems on it (and they glow?). If you remember: “They soon reached a huge rock wall that held an engraved emblem of a dragon coiled around a wolf that was pierced by a long sword, with a pair of crossed pistols above it” It demonstrates the relationship between the FOUR Tribes. The Lupus is the leading tribe. The Draconis are always trying to usurp that position. Gladius is the protector of Lupus ( the pierced wolf to represent a forged bond between the two) and the Tormentums are the mercenaries. (Simple no?) 3) The Guardian Role The Guardians were made to protect the humans. Some in the past were even forced to live among them. But over the years, the desire for Power has caused destruction among the Guardians, and their mission has been long forgotten. That’s about it for now. Hope you awesome readers get a better idea of what’s happening in the story. I may do a second guide if there are more questions.
AAHRHDKSNDLJAKEJDKABFSN You should seriously publish this. Why aren't you an author? How old are you again?
Oooh! An original forumer back to pife! TEACH NE YOUR WISDOM OH WISE FANFICTION FORUMOR!!! ... Bump. ._.