A Touch of Destiny-Chapter 8

Author’s Note

Happiness =D
This chappy is a little weird.
But i just wanted to get it out
And I’m so happy!!!
I MADE REGION =D Some of you don’t know what region is right? =.= It’s like parts of my school district….all choosing the best people in their electives (Band,Choir,Orchestra)So the region i auditioned for is region #17 =D
And I made it with my crappy violin skills~
Wait…Okay, so I’m not exactly in region….I’M AN ALTERNATE! Basically a sub for any other violin players who get sick.
But i still get to do everything else =D I can’t believe it…For the cello/bass/harps…Almost everyone was a…*Ahem* “Senior” a few were the grade lower…But me….THE “FRESHMAN” MADE IT =D
Well, so did My friend…as an alternate….and my other friend…as an actual chair…and my other friend…SECOND CHAIR! =D *Hates him since he was 2nd chair last year * YEA WELL SOMEBODY FROM MY SCHOOL IS THE ACTUAL 1ST VIOLIN! AND MY FRIEND SAID OUR VIOLINS SUCKED BUT OUR CELLOS RULED AND THEIR CELLOS SUCKED BUT THEIR VIOLINS RULED! THEY LIE >=D

¤ A Touch Of Destiny ¤


Chapter 8

The magician sighed.
“Do you happen to know about the balrog attack at Maple High?” he asked.
The warrior’s eyes widened.
I take that as a Yes…

“Y-yes…I-i was there…” he said, nervously.
Hope bloomed in the magician.
“I heard there was a balrog attack…aiming for her.”
The magician remembered what the assassin had said.
“Do you know where the girl that was attacked is?” he asked.
“Why do you want to know?” the warrior grunted, irritated.

The magician took a step back.
“I…” he tried to think of something to say, “I need to tell her something…”
The warrior stared at me, “What?”
“Something, a family crisis.”
“Really? What kind?”
“Uh…Our…grandfather died?”

” ‘Our’? You mean your related?” he asked with surprise.
“Uh…Cousins…” the magician lied.
“I never knew she had a cousin…”
“Well she does.Now,where is she?”

“Sleepywood.” he sighed.
“Can you take me there?”
“Maybe…I have to ask a certain someone…”

The magician sighed.
It’s hopeless

Aven jumped off the tree he sat on from a sudden chill.
Luzicur…What was that?

Luzicur did not reply.
“Eh? Sleeping?” Aven guessed.
He shrugged and faltered towards his house.

Rempn woke up very tranquil-like.
“Where am I?” She asked herself, her eyes adjusting to the darkness of the room in which she reside.

She began to stand up and fell back down from chains wrapped tightly around her ankles and wrists.
Her mind began to flood with the memories of the man who came to Aven’s house and trashed it completely trying to kill her.
“That stupid Sin!” she said gritting her teeth.

Rempn tugged at the chains angrily and at the same time nervously.
Where are Davyn and Aven? What does the Sin plan to do with me?
Rempn thought the whole thing was galling.
…And how the hell do I get out?

She stopped pulling her chains and a bit of light shined into the room.
Rempn covered her eyes.
“WHO ARE YOU?” She asked.
The light grew more and she then realized that an old obese man stood in front of a door.

Rempn almost began to laugh once she saw him.
(A/N: Not meaning to offend anybody By The Way)
He quickly walked up to Rempn and pulled her off the ground by her hair.
Rempn stifled her screams.
“You know, your staying here. Your friends aren’t going to save you. They are all better off without you.” he said in a husky voice.
“Like you knew.” Rempn muttered, spitting in his face.

The man’s melancholy creased face soon turned angry and forbidding.
Rempn flinched and gulped.
Note to Self: Know How Powerful the Enemy is before you Spit in Their Face.

The man pulled out a kantana and held it to Rempn’s throat.
“Another silly mistake of yours….” he whispered in her ear.
He pressed it into her throat lightly and a drop of blood came out.
“..and my hand might just…slip.”
Rempn squeezed her eyes shut whimpering slightly.
“Kelly, take care of her,” he said and dropped Rempn.

Kelly? A girl. Might be easy to get out then.
The man walked out the door and a new man came in.
A warrior.
“Kelly, you have fun with her.” Rempn heard the man say.

…This…is Kelly? Rempn thought as the door creaked close leaving Rempn and her killer alone.
Oh my Gosh, someone save me from this person…

Aven grimaced at his ruined house.
“Screw….them…all….” he said angrily.
“Aven! Be calm! They’ve taken the girl.
Aven winced, Rempn? Where?
“Wait, the boy and a magician are on their way over here”

“Davyn…? And who?”
Aven sat down and stared at a piece of wood covered with blood.
He saw something glint under it.
Aven went over and picked up a kunai.
The handle was emerald green and was tightly wrapped.

Aven brushed it with his hands and turned it over.
“What happened here?”
Aven jumped and turned around, “DAVYN!”
Davyn stood at the front door and gaped at the ruins.
“Where Rempn?” he asked, a young magician behind him.
“Who’s he?” Aven asked curiously.

“Supposedly Rempn’s cousin.” Davyn replied
“The boy lies! That girl has no cousin”, Luzicur said angrily.
“He Lied, Rempn doesn’t have any cousins.” Aven repeated.
Davyn blinked, “Thats what I thought, but apparently…”

The young magician stopped Davyn and said “I lied.”
Davyn’s eyes widened, “What?”
“I lied. I’m not her cousin. I heard the assassin talking and he said he was going to kill another person. I wanted to warn that person…apparently its too late.”
“You could have just TOLD me!” Davyn said angrily.

The boy winced, “I’m Sor-“
“Now it’s too late thanks to you!” Davyn yelled.
The magician whimpered softly.
“DAVYN! SHUT UP! YOUR SCARING HIM!” Aven screamed.
Davyn’s anger veered away.
“Sorry,” he muttered and turned to Aven, “How do we find her? We don’t even know who took her.”

Aven looked up from the kunai and said, “Yes we do.”
Davyn and the magician raised an eyebrow.
Aven held up the kunai to show the handle.
“D.R.A: Destruction of Reincarnation Army.”

“I don’t get it!” Davyn said, “Why would they be after Rempn? She’s normal!”
“No she isn’t, she’s actually crazy…” Aven muttered then spoke up and said, “No…she is a reincarnation. She’s part of something huge. Really. Huge.”
It took a while for Davyn and the magician to understand.
“It’s a lie! How do you know this?” Davyn said.
“I’m telling the truth. I, myself am a reincarnation!”
Davyn’s eyes widened.
“And so are the two people behind me. You can come out now.”

“I see our stealth skills still aren’t as superior as yours.”
A bandit and a sin came out of the dark shadows.
“I’m JT” said the bandit, “I’m Dre” said the sin.
“And we’re part of the R;T. Nice to meet you.”

~Yum Yum
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Ice Cream~
(Please don’t ask why.)

7 thoughts on “A Touch of Destiny-Chapter 8”

  1. Psh, region is easy to make. Even Area is easy to make. I just need to make State now lol.

    -=The Nazgul=-

  2. BlackNazgul said: “Psh, region is easy to make. Even Area is easy to make. I just need to make State now lol.

    -=The Nazgul=-“

    You know, I don’t like you anymore =(
    Right now I have a scene of stick people slapping each other going on in my head, D;

  3. You’re mean, Naz. XDD

    I dislike competitions xP

    I’m good at the clarinet, I’m just too lazy to make it better. xP *hatespracticing*

  4. Lol Silver, Clarinet is the only thing I’m good at, so let me have my 2 second glory will ya lol?

    -=The Nazgul=-

  5. Region Band=.=
    *Smacks you*
    Region Orchestra is better =D
    But i suck at everything, it doesn’t matter ^.^
    What is Kevinmimi talking about? =)

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