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Barron's fanfic Chap1, Chap 2
By: Barronvonburp Date: January 19, 2015, 10:51 pm
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Written by, Barronvonburp.
Chapter 1: Pilot.
It all began, back in a time before the internet, before our
heroes were even born. A battle had been being waged since the
dawn of time. The battle of music. Music as it is, is just
appealing sounds to our ears, some superstitions suggest certain
instruments can affect the weather depending on how they're
played. Those superstitions would be correct. However it can do
so much more than control the weather, that’s the
abilities of a novice right there, almost anyone can do it. For
more powerful music magic, it needs to be played by those who
were born with the mark of the frost nova.The mark was so
powerful, the only way to obtain one if you weren't born with
it, was to eat the flesh of a deceased one who had the mark.
Only a few have ever been born with the mark of the frost nova,
there’s hardly more than one person alive with the mark at
a time. Except for now.
Chapter 2: You've picked the star that you know, won’t
shine so bright.
It was a morning, it felt very filled with dread and despair.
Halo started to shuffle out of bed, when his mother called up to
him, “It’s a snow day dear”. Halo was still
bereaved at the loss of his dear friend Mikey, even though Mikey
lived in Canada. Mikey’s gay homosexual fathers were both
in mourning too. Mikey in his will left the server to Halo, and
as such Halo begrudgingly had entered the sever, with his shiny
new title: “Owner”. Barron was already on, observing
the server for his fanfiction, but Halo didn't care about Barron
right now. “Hey Pasta” He whispered with his smooth
baritone voice. “Oh hey Halo” Pasta responded. At
that moment it felt like true love to Halo, a shared love
communed through the usage of two sentences.
“Hey Halo, wassup yo homie G” Barron said to Halo.
Halo told Barron to **** off. Barron descended back into his
normal silence, and seclusion from other human interaction,
possibly crying behind his computer screen.
After a few minutes of silence Halo said, “Hey pasta would
you like to come with me to Mikey’s funeral?”
Pasta responded by saying “I was going anyways”.
“So was I” muttered Barron angrily. “Not that
you guys care about me anyways”
Halo and pasta ignored Barron, much to his dismay.
“Great” exclaimed Halo excitedly, why don’t we
go on a road trip together?
“That sounds like a bad idea, but sure why not!”
Said pasta in the most ironic way as possible.
“I see, leaving me out, what giant dicks” Said a
mysterious voice, “I know right” Said another voice.
It was their good friends Asian mahboob and Jewish!
“Oh we almost forgot about you guys! Sure you can tag
along!” Responded Halo.
“Ahem” coughed Barron.
“No you cannot come along Barron” said Halo without
batting an eye.
“Dick” Barron cleverly disguised as a cough.
“That wasn’t clever” Responded Halo.
“Right so where are we meeting for the journey, and
when” Said Jewish.
Pasta immediately perked up, “Why not at Jewish’s
local coffee shop in Kentucky, this time tomorrow!”
It was quite sudden, but everyone was able to make it. However
what they didn't know, was...
Chapter 3 preview.
Chapter three: The dawn isn't going to end tonight.
Barron hacked into the messages and went to the location too,
and was there an hour early. He ordered a chocolate late 10
minutes before anyone was supposed to show up, wearing the most
inconspicuous outfit he could think of, a cardboard box.
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