[FANFIC]The Arrow

[FANFIC]

Hello again, it’s the next part of my fan-fiction (story) on MapleStory.
Of course there are a few things that you need to know first, also in the previous blogs, there were explanations.
Here are a few links:
The Beginning
Explanation to Maurea

Those two were prologues really.
But I guess that most people are too lazy to move the mouse over to the link and click on it so… I put a short description here for you! It may not be as descriptive, but if you want to read the story directly, just use these as references.

Again, at the end of each paragraph, *(asterisk) will mean that a description will follow. And I strongly suggest reading them. 😀

So, I won’t explain the whole Beginning part, but just know this. There are two parallel universes, and by parallel, it means that a thin wall of sparks and Shokun. These two elements work in harmony (usually) and create a thing barrier that separates universes apart. So, the Earth and its universe are parallel to the Maple one, which means they are side by side.
Also, Maurea is the type of energy each person, or creature, in the Maple world has. For further information, visit the blog!

So, the story starts… Nao! And after rate, out of 1 Decimals are always welcome! =D

-MapleWorld-

“Concentrate*…concentrate… come on Jake, you can do it!” Jake uttered to himself. In his trembling hands, he held a light, pale blue bow. It was his great, great, great, great, great, grand-father’s battle bow**. He steadily, despite the shivers that ran down his spine, took out an arrow from the barrel on his back. In front of him, an apple dangled from one of the highest branches of a humongous tree. A genuine Okaleora*** towered over Jake, it was his last chance to get something to eat before he continued his hunting journey tomorrow.

*No, no, not talking about the juice kind of concentrate, this was brain juice, and it was boiling in young Jake’s brain. Pun intended. Try hard as he might, he just couldn’t get the arrow through the apple! =O

**Surprising, how it never broke, it was passed down generations, even I’m surprised that a simple bow resisted that long… then again, it could be there for a deeper purpose? 😉

***Hmm, I guess they call it that way because, well, if you listen real closely during the night, you can hear ocarina sounds issuing from the trees that sway in the light evening breeze.

As he pulled the string back squinting his eyes; taking close aim at the apple, and finally released the string. As the arrow pierced through the air*, it stopped immediately, as if something was blocking it**, and slowly, it fell into the ground. I watched Jake observe the bizarre behavior*** of the arrow, and he just stood there****.
He looked at the tree, then looked at the arrow on the ground; another glance at the tree.
-“Darn, trees are even getting influenced now, what’s next? Flying ribboned pigs chasing after a few poor bubblings?”
He approached his arrow, and tried to take it. Before he barely got a grip on the arrow, his hand received a sharp, burning sensation. *****
I heard a piercing “OW!” from the kid, and then, there was total silence. I flew away from the cold, steel arrow-tip, and hovered over the motionless body. By god, he had fainted.

*Well, floated through the air was more like it. I watched it approach me for about 20 seconds before it finally struck; poor Jake had barely enough force to break a snail shell, trust me, I was spying on him a few minutes ago. Oh the shame…

**Well, actually I was doing it, I just haaaad to make a good entrance later on.

***Err; not exactly behavior since arrows aren’t living, but you gotta admit, from the kid’s point of view, an arrow stopping like that may just have a mind of its own.

****You know, if his mouth would’ve gone a bit lower, I’d swear it would touch the ground. Literally.

*****A shock-wave was more like it, the skin and hair jumped off, really, it was pretty funny as I was watching from the arrow tip. I think I did a good job on the guy.

“Oh sorry, I had forgotten to introduce myself. Of course, I am a spark, you know, one of those tiny, useless things that holds the universes together. I escaped from my position, in hopes of a better life, so for about a few years now, I’ve been wandering around this funny little universe. I like the folks here, so I decided to stay! Anyways, now that I gotten this useless boy into a semi-coma*, I gotta watch over him. Sigh, when’s a courageous hero when you need one?”
*Hypothetically speaking, I mean, the boy simply fainted, but I just loved to exaggerate.

I had no idea what I had caused by leaving my place…

11 thoughts on “[FANFIC]The Arrow”

  1. I know what it caused!

    1.Nuclear explosion?
    2.Undead jedis to come back?
    3.Universe crash into each other?
    4.Jake to faint?
    5.Make more aterisks?

    I think i guessed it on of them have to be right, i think

  2. cookiesNpie said: “I know what it caused!

    1.Nuclear explosion?
    2.Undead jedis to come back?
    3.Universe crash into each other?
    4.Jake to faint?
    5.Make more aterisks?

    I think i guessed it on of them have to be right, i think”

    lol

  3. Hmm,

    however without the descriptions, I’m dead meat.

    People won’t understand a thing. O_O

    But I guess I can lower them, or find a way to make them clearer. . .

    Grr, HTML is useless on this site. D:

  4. 1. Nope, the Earth is a peaceful place now, No more weapons! 😀

    2. Oh, the star wars universe is about 288 away, just besides the one named “Futurama” O_O

    3. Maaaabyeeeeee, but not quite. 😉

    4. O.O No. . . O.O

    5. O.O Mabye a bit less, since they ARE confusing. xD

  5. Darkwar, when you need astericks with explanations for people to get what you’re talking about. . there’s something wrong.

    Get rid of the astericks altogether, and just make your story clearer and simpler to understand. .

  6. The asterisk-less story said: “As he pulled the string back squinting his eyes; taking close aim at the apple, and finally released the string. His arrow flew-

    No. That would be lying. The arrow floated through the air, more like it. I watched it approach me for about 20 seconds before it finally struck; poor Jake had barely enough force to break a snail shell, trust me, I was spying on him a few minutes ago. Oh the shame,

    Anyway, back to the story. As the arrow ‘pierced’ through the air, it stopped immediately, as if something was blocking it. Well, actually, I was blocking it. I just haaaad to make a good entrance later on. You know, that sort of ‘time your own appearance’ things. Very important things.

    The arrow sank to the ground, finally obeying the law of gravity. I watched Jake observe the bizarre behavior of the arrow, and he just stood there, stunned. You gotta admit, from the kid’s point of view, an arrow stopping like that may just have a mind of its own. If his mouth would’ve gone a bit lower, I’d swear it would touch the ground. Literally.

    He looked at the tree, then looked at the arrow on the ground; another glance at the tree.

    -“Darn, trees are even getting influenced now, what’s next? Flying ribboned pigs chasing after a few poor bubblings?”

    He approached his arrow, and tried to take it. Before he barely got a grip on the arrow, his hand received a sharp, burning sensation. Courtesy of yours truly, of course. The shock-wave practically made the kid’s skin and hair jump off. It was pretty funny from where I was watching from the arrow tip. I did a good job on the guy, if I do say so myself.

    I heard a gratifying “OW!” from the kid, and next, total silence. Floating away from the cold, steel arrow-tip, I hovered over the motionless body.

    By all gods that are funny, he had fainted.

    You know, Terry Pratchett does make use of asterisks to explain stuff in his stories, but at least they were interesting, being so frivolously hilarious, and wouldn’t have fitted in otherwise. But, as you can see, you could fit in your asterisks if you worked a little harder. So, yeah. It could even make ‘I’ ‘s character more apparent, if you really wanted to potray ‘I’ as a light-hearted/callous thing that loves a good prank.

    Have I made my point? ^^

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