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Post by Rider on Nov 19, 2006 11:27:50 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Yeah, Chessy had a dream and was talking about it on MSN. I was bored so I figured, why not? This story is based on Ches's dream. ^_^
Like Children of Darkness, this is rated T. It's not as bad as the last one, though. ^_^ [/glow]
Prologue
There are layers of time and space, realities within fantasies that twist and slosh and sing sweet could-be’s and wonder-why’s. The dead and ever-growing Underdeep is a place where these songs scream in agony and these layers blur and tear.
There is a child whose impossible existence crosses the Underdeep in sharp, shining spirals and connects the ends in an attempt to prevent one side or the other from becoming just a bad nightmare.
There is a fellowship of nine heroes who set out to destroy the One Ring and rescue Middle Earth from the clutches of Chuck Norris… but thankfully that’s not our story.
Our story begins at the end of her sixteenth year.
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Post by aerisangel01 on Nov 19, 2006 12:12:52 GMT -5
Shoorrrttttt... I need mooorrrreeee!!!! >D
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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2006 12:21:05 GMT -5
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!! ^^!!!!!!!!
Sorry. ^^ A little excited.
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Post by Omni on Nov 19, 2006 12:44:03 GMT -5
Yay! Sequel! ^_^ This should be worth reading. ^_^
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Post by Rider on Nov 19, 2006 12:53:01 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]That was short and I'm bored. ^_^[/glow]
Children of Darkness 2: Dreams of the Dark
Chapter One
“Make a wish.”
Hu closed her eyes and shifted to wind element, blowing out her seventeen candles with a single gust.
“What did you wish for?” Shiva asked, pawing the ground with the giddy excitement of a foal.
“I can’t tell you,” Hu said. “It won’t come true.”
“You can tell me. I can keep a secret.”
“Rider, your pony is missing the point.”
“Shiva,” Rider said, “Humans have… beliefs. Superstitions. We make-believe.”
“Oh, so this is one of those things that doesn’t exist?” the black horse said. “Like Santa Claus?”
There was a stunned silence. Then Bag ran from the room crying.
“Shatter all his hopes and dreams why don’t ya?” Rider growled.
“He’ll survive. So what did you wish for?”
“Your demise,” Hu growled.
“HA! Now it won’t come true!”
There was another cricket-filled silence as Rider tried to figure out whether Hu and Shiva were actually serious.
“Whatever,” Sammy said, “Just cut the cake already!”
“Here’s to my last year of childhood, and to the fact that this time next year, I’ll be able to vote, gamble, smoke, and have sex!”
Rider rubbed her forehead, still trying to figure out whether or not her daughter was serious.
“Oh, don’t worry, mommy Rider. I don’t plan on smoking.” Hu laughed. “I do, however, plan on having sex with your mom.”
“Why wait a year for that?” Leo purred. “Right here, right now. You and me.”
“Stop!” Rider raised her hands to shield her face. “Stop here, I beg you. I shouldn’t have questioned you, Hu. Let’s just eat the cake!”
“Amen to that!” Sammy laughed, cutting a corner piece for herself.
“Um… Hu?” Leo said. “I need to talk to you. In… private.”
Rider did a faceplant into the table.
“Not like that,” Leoness said, smiling. “That’s not until tonight. The mood has to be just right, you know…”
When they were in a soundproofed Tabloid closet, Hu looked up to Leo, puzzled. “What’s all this about?”
“What are you going to tell Rider?”
“What do you mean?” Hu asked.
“You know. Next year you come of age.” A pause. “Here and in the Daemon Worlds.”
Another pause, this one stretching across the whole Underdeep and all the worlds that lay beyond.
“Hu, you can’t keep leading this double-life. As you grow, it will wear you out. When you become an adult, both of your worlds will be expecting so much more of you. And Rider… if you leave for the Daemon Worlds…”
“She’ll be devastated. I know. But can’t Luon take care of…”
Leoness rubbed her head worriedly. “I don’t know how to say this, Hu, but… Luon… isn’t going to live forever. He’s an old man, and has led a hard but good life.”
Hu’s face turned to stare at the ground. “I know, I know. I just… I guess I need some time to think.”
“You have a whole year,” Leoness said soothingly. “Don’t rush yourself. Think it through… carefully.”
And she slipped out the door, leaving Hu alone in the closet, dreading her eighteenth year.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2006 12:59:45 GMT -5
Darn, I have no witty comment. D: I'm loosing my touch. Uhhh... CAKE!
Excited to read more. =3 *chains Rider to her writing program*
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Post by spiritwolfforever on Nov 19, 2006 14:05:30 GMT -5
The innundoes! XD
I never read the first CoD...what was it about?
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Post by Zylaa on Nov 19, 2006 14:48:01 GMT -5
XDDDDD Rider, mind if I steal the "saving middle earth from Chuck Norris" thing for NTWFotR? The whole first part is hilarious, as usual.
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Post by phoenixblessed on Nov 20, 2006 5:14:04 GMT -5
D: This story is way too early. My birthday's still got a couple of months.. But I'm still happy that you're actually writing a sequal. I hope you break more limbs.
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Post by Nimras on Nov 20, 2006 11:21:03 GMT -5
*dies* Loved the innuendo. Can't wait to see where you take this!
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Post by Ice on Nov 20, 2006 15:50:00 GMT -5
There is a fellowship of nine heroes who set out to destroy the One Ring and rescue Middle Earth from the clutches of Chuck Norris…
O______________O Very nice, Rider.
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Post by Rider on Nov 20, 2006 16:06:37 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Wait, Zy's continuing NTWFotR? XD *gasp!* pwn! Of course you can use it. ^_^[/glow] The innundoes! XD I never read the first CoD...what was it about? [glow=red,2,300]In the beginning, Stal fathered Hu. (Or did he? ) Hu, Ginz, Patrick, Kirb, Elc and Rain are swallowed up by a portal in the Underdeep that leads to another world, the Daemon Worlds. Rider, Ikkin, Scar and Ches follow as a rescue team. Hu finds out that she might be the heir to their throne, and that sets off a chain of political events that eventally ends in DOOM! (Hu takes the throne and Bookmaster Luon is her regent.) Shiva the demon-horse came to live with us in the NTWF, but he's still not accustomed to human/Neopian traditions and the human/Neopian way of life. [/glow]
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Post by Stal on Nov 20, 2006 16:07:49 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Wait, Zy's continuing NTWFotR? XD *gasp!* pwn! Of course you can use it. ^_^[/glow] The innundoes! XD I never read the first CoD...what was it about? [glow=red,2,300]In the beginning, Stal fathered Hu. (Or did he? ) Hu, Ginz, Patrick, Kirb, Elc and Rain are swallowed up by a portal in the Underdeep that leads to another world, the Daemon Worlds. Rider, Ikkin, Scar and Ches follow as a rescue team. Hu finds out that she might be the heir to their throne, and that sets off a chain of political events that eventally ends in DOOM! (Hu takes the throne and Bookmaster Luon is her regent.) Shiva the demon-horse came to live with us in the NTWF, but he's still not accustomed to human/Neopian traditions and the human/Neopian way of life. [/glow] It was also very clearly stated at the end that Hu was Hzann's kid. “Did I ever tell you who Hzann turned into right before he…” “You didn’t. Patrick did,” Rider said. “He’s a smart cookie. He knows you’d hesitate to kill a friend, or even someone who simply looks like…” “Stal. Yes.” “So,” Scar continued. “It’s possible that…” “The potential for a portal has been buried in the Underdeep for centuries,” Ikkin said. “For all we know, it was active that night.” “Hzann might have been out for a late-night flight, and he stumbles into your party,” Ginz said. “It’s possible.” Rider smiled sadly. “You know I hate it when that old fogey is right.” Scar sighed. “So you’re going to go back and apologize? You’re going to tell Hu to get off his case?” “Apologize? Me? Never.” A laugh, that familiar devil-may-care smile. “And no one can tell Hu what to do. She’s a law unto herself.” EDIT -- And Rider, is she turning 16 or 17? Because if she's turned 17, then it should be the end of her seventeenth year. You only age at the end of a year.
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Post by phoenixblessed on Nov 20, 2006 17:11:29 GMT -5
Stal, I'm seventeen, in this story, since in the CoD, everything happened when i was 16.
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Post by Rider on Nov 20, 2006 17:55:36 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Beginning of 17th, Mr. Accountant, end of 16th, and regardless who who did the drunken-dance with me, you're still her da-da. *Rider logic pwns all* EDIT: She's dreading something that's still a year away. ^_^ If that's where the confusion is.[/glow]
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