Ok, I am starting a story about my fighter, and i’m dedicating it to my friends, because many or all of these IGN’s i’ll mention in this story are real, and this is in Scania, so yeah. Please rate 1-10, or I might not write anymore… =(, and if any of my friend’s read this… I know it’s corny but w/e.
Kazaishi wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead as he swung his Zard again. His best friend, Snatch threw a tobi beside him. They had been training for hours, and they had been having fun. Suddenly, an arrow flashed by and struck Snatch in the leg. “SNATCH!”, cried Kazaishi. But this was not a normal arrow, as the arrow sunk deeper into Snatch’s flesh, he started to fade, “Kaz…, don’t leave me…” said Snatch. Kazaishi ran toward him but it was too late… Snatch… was gone… “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” cried Kazaishi his face burned with his fury and sadness. “Well, at least there’s a nifty tool I can use..” He quickly took out a bottle, gulped it down, and cried “/find Snatch!”, the answer was “Unknown Dark Pits” Kazaishi’s eyes went big…
“No… it can’t be..”
“Any yet it is…” Kazaishi’s quickly whipped around, his zard ready, and saw… a dark figure…, as Kazaishi walked closer, he dropped his jaw and gasped “No… it can’t be, it’s…