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Re: Lunar Shadow: The Gathering.
By: alfasketer Date: September 3, 2015, 8:53 am
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Just to make it clear: I'm canceling this... crap. The response
to the first 2 chapters are... 0 (with the expectation of Kim
favoriting the first) and I have absolutely no will to continue
writing. That's it...
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Re: Lunar Shadow: The Gathering.
By: Kim Tyranto Date: September 7, 2015, 11:58 am
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I see… :(
I have issues with DeviantArt at the moment; I haven't been able
to read the second chapter.
Sorry. :(
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Re: Lunar Shadow: The Gathering.
By: alfasketer Date: September 7, 2015, 1:11 pm
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No need to sorry. After all you were the only only one to
evidentially read through it. (I say evidentially, cuz IDK about
the others)
PS:I may revive it only at a high demand (which for me is 5
people.)
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Re: Lunar Shadow: The Gathering.
By: alfasketer Date: April 3, 2016, 8:17 am
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[font=trebuchet ms]Chapter 1: Rumors.[/font]
[font=verdana]
If the soul decides to commit suicide and the body survives,
the soul will alter, shapeshift, change into a force of anger
and ignorance. The appearance will differ, reflecting on the
soul itself. The suicide works… only to the degree of changing
the person into a monster. People DO go to hell after commiting
suicide.
~Hilary, hero of Heliotrope.
[/font]
05.01.2015.
The first day of school after the winter vacation. Boys and
girls from the Primary School of Yes Town are entering the
school, many of them with sad faces. The building was still full
of Christmas Trees and decoration which are being taken off,
reminding of the holidays passing by. The 4th year students
gathered at the 2nd floor in the halls and everyone has talking
to each other until they opened the classroom’s doors. I arrived
a little before that and as I did my best friend noticed me
immediately.
“Here he comes, here he comes.” He laughed jokingly “Hi Jimmy.
How are you?”
“Thanks. I’m great. How ‘bout you?”
“Meh. Same as ever.”
“Says the guy that is 14 today. Happy birthday Mitch.”
“Thanks man, ‘preciate it. Oh, don’t forget, that the party
will be this Saturday.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t”
As I said that, the teacher just arrived, opened the door and
ordered the class to sit down on their seats. During that I
tried to find a specific person, but I couldn’t. I sat on the
middle desk on the 3rd row, and Mitch sat on my right. Then
after the teacher started checking every how many students are
missing. As normal most of the class was here. I didn’t paid
that much attention until the teacher pointed me.
“Jim Shelton?”
“Here.” I said as I raised my hand
“Pip Willburn?”
“The Bear is here.”
“You are no bear, Pip, just a stupid bully. Rupert Mayson?”
“Here.”
And so on and so forth. It wasn’t much interesting. That was
until it was found out that a student was missing.
“Serenity Horton?”
Dead silence.
“Serenity Horton? Does anybody knows where she is?!?”
No one said anything directly to the teacher. However
absolutely everyone started gossiping. From every side I heard
“Serenity this, Serenity that.”
“As I thought.” Said the teacher. ”That girl is behaving like a
hooligan. That’s what happens when you have no parents to watch
her. Now she’s at her home, watching TV, while you are here to
learn. Don’t you hate her?”
“What an ****!” I said quietly enough for Mitch to hear me.
“Hey! Jim off? Don’t stress it that much! I know you have a
crush on her and all, but….”
“That’s not a reason for him to set the whole class against
her!”
“Either way, there is nothing you can do.”
“ *sigh* Yeah you are right.”
“Alright.” The teacher continued “Now let’s start with the
class. Today we will learn about the lithospheric plates.”
.
.
.
During the lunch break I and Mitch went to the school food
shop. While waiting on the line Mitch was counting coins in his
hand.
“Hey, can you rent me 30 ducats, so I can buy a Pizza.” Said
Mitch.
“Yeah, just gimme a sec.”
While I search for the coins I heard the girls behind me
gossiping again. It was for Serenity yet again. But they
mentioned something about a… castle. I turned around and asked
them.
“What are you talking about??”
“Oh, haven’t you heard yet?? Jenifer saw Serenity going to the
Lunar Soul Castle with some kind of gun. It’s very strange.”
“WHAT?!? Why?!?”
“I have no idea. I heard that there are some nasty creatures
trying to take over the world. Hahahahaha”
She was clearly joking with me. I turned around and tried to
forget all this. Still I started fearing that she might be in
danger. My hands started shaking and my heartbeat went faster.
“Hey Jim. The ducats.” Said Mitch.
“Yeah, sorry. Here you are.” I said as I give them to him with
shaking hands
“Jim, buddy, are you alright??”
“Yeah, I’m fine, just…”
“Hey, don’t worry. Those are just rumors. Maybe she is just
sick.”
“Maybe. Let’s pass near her home. So we can check and…”
“OK pal. We will check her home.”
“Thanks man.”
.
.
.
After school we did as we said. We went near her house but it
was dead silent.
“What the hell?!? Why she is not here?”
“I bet she went to the shop. Let’s just go home, Jim!”
“Not yet.” I said “Let’s inspect closer!”
I started to walk around her house filled with the sense of
fear and paranoia. The backyard’s door was open and we entered
it only to find a wooden plate placed vertically in the dirt
like a gravestone. On the plate was written:
Here lies:
Evan O'Neill
Died on:
15.01.2013
Killed by the master of the castle.
R.I.P. Dad. I will avenge you.
Right in front of the plate was an opened gun case. When I saw
those words and the case I started to tremble. That was enough
evidence that she might be gone…. That she might really be in
the castle. When Mitch saw it he was shocked. He hasn’t said
anything. He knew I was worried as hell. I took up the case and
right under it I found an opened letter. The letter says:
“If you have found this letter that means I went missing and
never came back. At this point I am most likely dead. Just know
this. On 15th of January Newerth will be destroyed by the castle
master. I will try to stop him. Just like my father. If you can,
please try to stop him. Please.
Your truly hated.
Serenity
05.01.2015”
05.01.2015. That was TODAY. SHE WAS GONE. As I read I found
myself fell on my knees crying for the girl I love. I felt like
absolutely nobody and nothing mattered.
“Let’s just go home Jim” said Mitch as he grabbed me by the
armpits and help me stand up on my feet.
He hold me by my shoulder on the way home. When we finally
arrived he asked me to say something.
“She can’t be dead. *hic* She must be fighting for her life.
*hic*”
“Jim, c’mon buddy stand up.”
“I have.. *hip*…I have to save her!”
“What are you talking about?!? You just can’t go and save her.”
“But...*hic*…I have to!!”
“Not in this state.”
“Wha…”
“Rest, sleep on it, get your mind together, and maybe IF she is
still alive you can save her.”
“You are right. *hic* Yeah, you’re right. But what if she die
this night?!?”
“Do not force yourself. If she dies you are likely to die too.
You are weak now. As I said, sleep on it.”
“Alright. I will.”
“OK. Just rest.”
The following night was the most horrible night I ever had. The
dreams… I can’t describe them. One moment I dream of me and
Serenity being a couple. The next I see flying syringes, pumping
hearts, flying blob-like creatures, talking shadows and
corpses…. Many corpses. One of those corpses… was mine!
06.01.2015
With the final image just appearing in my head I jumped from my
bed to find out it was just a nightmare. I needed around 4
minutes to get my crap together and go to the bathroom. Right
after that I dressed myself and started searching in my
wardrobes. Right then the doorbell ringed.
“I’m coming.”
I opened the door and Mitch immediately got inside.
“So are you better, since yesterday.”
“Yeah… Most probably.”
“OK. What are you going to do then.“
As I just found the case I opened it and took out the revolver
with the bullets.
“I am going to save her.”
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Re: Lunar Shadow: The Gathering.
By: alfasketer Date: April 3, 2016, 8:19 am
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[font=verdana]Chapter 2: Wretch[/font]
[font=verdana]06.01.2015[/font][font=verdana]
I just arrived before the castle, standing and taking deep
breath. The structure was gigantic. Over 70 meters up in the
air, standing tall and strong. In front of the entrance a small
building was placed with a few people standing there minding
their own business. As I walk I was noticed the large flying
platform above me. Strangely enough, that didn’t bothered me at
all. Just a flying platform. Even stranger was the fact that all
of this was familiar to me. Seeing all of the people in front of
the house just makes me remember how I was talking to them, not
too long ago. However I have never been in this place before. I
decided to approach one of the girls, so I can talk to
her.[/font]
“Hi, can I talk to you for a sec…”
She just looked at me and her eyes suddenly opened wide.
“School Uniform? So you’re flaking off from school, huh.
Finally someone else hating school that much. You hate school,
right? Tell me you do!!” She said as she grabbed me by the hands
and started to shake me forth and back.
Yeah, I was coming here with a school uniform, so my parents
don’t know what I’m doing at the moment.
“Hey, hey easier. Could you stop shaking me for a moment! I
might blow up like a hyped soda, you know.”
I don’t know why I said this. I still feel miserable after what
happened the previous days. Still I
feel …happy?
“Hahahahahahahahaha…. That was good… Oh, my belly… Hahaha…. Ah.
You’re a funny guy”
“Thanks.”
“Haha, wait. I can’t hold myself.”
She sat and started to roll as she laughed. The more I started
to think about every joke I came up the last few months with the
more she laughs. The more I look at her, the more familiar she
looks to me. The more I thought about it the stranger and more
awkward it got. And nobody gave a damn. There were a Gardevoir
and a Rainbow-haired girl around the area and they didn’t looked
at us like we are some strange looking kids. They were smiling,
like they were happy for us. I couldn’t feel like something
isn’t quite right.
“Ha, ok ok I’m done. Can you help me out?” She said as her hand
reached for me.
“O-Of course.”
When she stood up she started to dust-off her clothes. She had
white long sleeved shirt and black pants.
“Thanks. By the way, I’m Mitsuru.”
“Jim. Nice to meet you.” I said as I looked closely at her. She
had purple hair, which was waving by the wind, beautiful green
eyes, which you can sink in for hours, little cute nose and an
amazing beautiful smile. As I look at her I felt tender feelings
I wasn’t feeling for a long time. I started to feel nostalgic
and really happy all of the sudden. Don’t know what it is, but
it was
so………
“Soooo, what is that you will ask?”
I waked up by the daydreaming state I fell in, and shook my
head, so I can answer.
“I wanted to ask if you have seen a girl named Serenity here”
When I asked that the other girl and the Gardevoir got quiet
all of a sudden and started to walk away from us. Mitsuru’s
expression changed from happy to very angry looking.
“What? Now are you going to chase her?”
“Yeah, why are you asking that…?”
“Why? WHY?!? Tell me why you wanna chase her? TELL ME?!?”
As I was about to answer I felt a lump in my throat. I didn’t
know what was happening. The atmosphere changed to dark for a
fraction of a minute. Wave of questioning went from my back to
my head. Why was I doing this? I felt lost in my thoughts. Wait,
Serenity. Now I remember. Why I have forgotten her. It was a
split second since I mentioned her. I looked at Mitsuru
screaming, which made me feel bad.
“Because I love her. That’s it…” I said as Mitsuru spilled a
tear from her right eye.
“Okay. So it is then…” She said as she trembled. Before I
could’ve said something the ground started to shake violently.
“An earthquake? Wha…”
In that moment the right part of the roof collapsed hitting
Mitsuru and covering her with rocks. Blood spilled everywhere
staining into the ground.
“Mitsuru…? She is… dead!?!”
I stood there, frozen, trying to process everything that
happened. The same moment I started to hear sinister voices in
my head: “Why did you let that happened?” “Is it right, that
what you are doing?” “Screw her, just let her die!” “You are a
fool, Jim” “WAKE UP!!! YOU’RE GOING TO DIE IF YOU STAY HERE!!!”
I snapped out of it as the rest of the building started
collapsing. I needed to get out of here fast. I opened the door
on my left and tried to get inside. There was a big circular
staircase with a fence-styled handrail leading to an underground
basement. 3 people and 2 Gardevoirs, with the one carrying the
other, were running up the stairs, pushed me on the side so they
get through. As they pushed me I started rolling down the stairs
like a barrel. I tried to catch the beams of the handrail which
resulted of inuring my left hand pretty badly. As I rolled down
the last stairs I got myself hit in the door, slam-opened it at
the same moment in which the entrance to the lower levels of the
underground were filled by more collapsing rocks. I barely stood
up after that rolling. Cold sweat was flowing on my skin as I
was grunting from pain. I leaned myself on the nearby wall when
the Earthquake stopped. I started to look around for a way to
get out. The place was all rocky with the walls and platforms
made from Cobblestone. The platforms were up and high, most of
them broken and stacked up one over another. All the lower
exits were sealed because of the earthquake. Only one passage
was open very high from here. I decided to take a break and sit
down so I can climb to the passage. I feel really tired. I might
as well just doze off…
.
.
I don’t know how to explain this… I was dreaming, yet again I
was spectating. I was seeing my 5 years old self, little with
puffed cheecks with my mom, going to the doctor. They were going
to a psychiatrist. My 5 years old self, or just Jimmy was really
scared because he did something wrong to go to a “doctor who
will check my thinking and my feelings”. I don’t know how but I
can feel what the kid felt. The office was fairly big filled
with kid friendly posters. Some of them were just changing as
the time goes by, just like in a normal dream. Most of the time
the changed versions looked like sinister versions of the
original ones. The doctor who looked to the kid as an evil
scientist gave him a lollypop so I can be quiet while he’s doing
his job. Jimmy was sitting on a small chair, swinging my feet
forth and back, playing with my hands while sucking the
lollypop. I leaned my back on the wall and watched with crossed
hands. The talk between my mom and the doctor was not very
interesting. I only managed to pull off sentences which Jimmy
heard like: “He’s like that since the accident”; “If so you
should bring her here, too”; “suffering from SPD”; “Armweak’s
fault”. Armweak? I remember I used to play with them as a kid a
lot. They were my cousins. Then we stopped hanging out for
reasons I can’t remember. Then after when we got out of the room
Jimmy asked my mom:
“So, what happened?”
“Nothing honey, we are going to bring your cousin here, too.
After all your cousin did hit you hard.”
“Mom, stop blaming Araia. We both hit each other, and…”
“Jim, we already talked about this. It’s her fault and that’s
it.”
“But mooom. If you do this we won’t be able to play with each
other again. Do you know how fast
time passes by with her?”
Now I remember why we stopped. Wait, does that means that this
dreams reminds me of past events? And what is that incident?
“Yeah… I know.”
“Mom, why are you sad?”
“I am not honey.” She said as she was wiping her tears “I am
not.”
BOOOOM
I jumped from my place as a rock fell a few meters away from
me, snapping me out of my sleep. I was scared to dead,
hyperventilating with wide-open eyes. When I got myself together
I stood up so I can realize I was feeling better now. I looked
around so I can remind myself where I should go now. Again I saw
that passage and began jumping on platformers so I can reach it.
It wasn’t the prettiest thing to look at. I slipped, hit,
undershot and overshot myself a few times, injuring myself a
little in the process. At the end I managed to get to the
passage and enter.
Inside was dark, like really dark. I needed a few moments to
adjust my vision so I don’t hit myself walking. I was inside a
big cave, with the floor, ceiling and the area around the
passages made by darkish-blue cobblestone. Only thing there was
a table with strange cylinder-type unassembled machine. Under
closer inspection it appears to be a glass cylinder with a
metalical circle plate attached to its left side. On the right
side it has a Heart-shaped substance and another circle plate
beneath it. Next to it was an open Instruction Manual with the
title “How to make a Life Capsule” on the top of every page and
an opened letter from Eron Alexis Armweak to Eron Araia Armweak.
Araia? She was around here? Looks like she was trying to make
this Life Capsules too. Why? Is she injured badly? I may need to
find her around here. After that dream… talk about coincidence.
As I look around I realized that there are only two exits from
this room. If she leaved from the exit I entered through then we
should’ve met by this point. Then she leaved through the other
exit. I decided to take the Unassembled Life Capsule with me
just in case. So I decided to enter the second passage.
This place is really creepy. Everything was getting a browner
tone of color. It was too quiet at first for me to be calm. It
had a large sign hanging from the ceiling on which is written
“Cursed Warehouse”. Adequate name none the less. After all the
things I have seen by now are rows and rows of shelves full of
hundreds of Blood-stained Cardboard boxes, from twenty to forty
Jars full of some organs by any kind. Eyes, kidneys, Hearts,
etc. Not a very pleasurable look by any means. After a few
minutes of walking I started to get the Idea that either the
whole thing is repeating on and on again, or I’m walking in
circles. Those few minutes the voices has returned again. As a
whole, I didn’t mind. It WAS some kind of company after all.
Definitely better than hearing only footsteps on the rusty
floor. The voices were sounding like little devils. Something
with a really low pitched voice and not warning about any treat
at all. The next thing caught me off guard. First I started
hearing heavy breathing coming behind me. As I looked back there
was nothing there. As I continued walking I had heard it time
and time again, but it was always a false alert. Out of nowhere
two of the cardboard boxes fell from the shelves, one right in
front, and one a few meters behind me, but nothing spilled out
from them. I heard a high-pitched voice saying to me “Do you
remember this??” What should I remember? From the box in front
of me a small clay figure, around 8 centimeters long, that
looked like a human, but with no face. The figure was riding a
little bicycle, made of metal. Right behind me I heard a start
of an engine. I looked behind me to find a 10 centimeters high
toy car, colored in ochre, black and white. The car had all kind
of stickers on it, mainly of bears. The car started
accelerating, drove under me and hit the clay figure. Blood. The
clay figure started to spill blood. A lot more than the figure
could’ve contained. A really scary roaring was heard from my
back. “WRRRRRRRRETCHHHH-eh” it screamed. I immediately turned
around to find a 2 meter tall humanoid with a bear suit. That
suit was ochreish colored and dirty, like taken from the
dumpster. The bear suit itself was probably made by really hard
Leather. His chest piece was in hearth shape. The head was
deformed to look like an animated character, rather than real
bear. The mouth had many teeth, enough to tear flesh with no
problem. His hands had 4 centimeters long claws. The suits has
numerous deeps and cuts which are hardly distinguishable. The
eyes were glowing bloody red, making me tremble in fear. The
bear didn’t move. I started to move back slowly, then slightly
faster, and faster again while still looking at him. After I
mover back a few meters he noticed me. He lifted his right arm
up and cracked his index finger with his thumb, then with the
thumb’s claw he made a deep cut in the index’s soft side,
resulting in a big bleed. With his whole hand in blood he wiped
it in his chest piece, soaking it. The only thing that wasn’t
soaked were the cuts which read “JIM SHELTON”. The Bear’s mouth
opened, saying:
“SHHHHHHHHEEEE CARVVVVVVVED IT FORR MEEEEEEE, TO REMMMIND ME
WHO TO BLAAAAME-uh”
I didn’t know what to do. My mind fell in thought. My hands and
feet started shaking. I started to react impulsively. I drew my
gun and pointed it at him.
“D-D-Don’t move… Or I’ll blow your head off.”
He looked straight at my eyes. Everything is red and I can’t
see a thing. I raised my hand before my eyes so I don’t get
caught blinded. I heard his screeching laugh echoing in the
warehouse.
“DONTTTTTT MOOOOOVE?!? ARRRRRENTTT YOU JUSST SOOOO BRAAAVE.
WHATT ARRE YOU REEEEALY?? A BBIG PIECCE OF BLOODDY MESSH, DONTT
KNOWWING IT’SSS LIMITSS. PPATTHETIC.”
I pulled it. I pulled the trigger. Don’t know why. Either way
the situation was bad. I had to give it a try.
I. Regret. It. All.
The bullet hit a little on the left to the right armpit. The
bear tried to grab some of his blood with the left arm and wiped
it on its face. He screeched once again, so loud, the shelves
and their content started to shake tremendously. I was in
trouble and I started to run. After the screech ended I started
hearing heavy and fast footsteps. I looked back and holy cow he
ran fast. Around 8 meter per second. I was around with 5-6
meters per sec. This was bad. Also now I started noticing the
warehouse having a maze-like structure. He was near me so I
turned left. He had such an Inertia, when he tried to turn he
crashed himself in the shelf. WHICH on the other hand created a
domino effect blocking all my right exits. I was stuck in
turning left. This meant only chasing in circles. However he
haven’t stopped his momentum. He was running on the fallen
shelfs. It was only matter of time before he grab me. I have to
do something or else…
I felt a hand grabbing the back of my head, and a body behind
me. He jumped over me with that momentum. Next second I was
sliding with my face, rubbed in the floor, because of the bear.
We slided like 10 meters. Those 10 meters were the most painful
in my life. Half of my face’s skin was either partially ripped
or really scratched. I started to grunt and hyperventilate. The
chaser stood up lifting me up by the back of my head and then
grabbing me with his two hand by the sides.
“PPAAAATHETICCCC. YOUUUUUU STOOOOOOLE HERRRRRR FFFFFFFROM
MEEEEEE. YOU MAAAADE MEEE SUFFFFFFER. PAIIIN.” He started to cut
deep in my cheeks with his thumb nails. “PAAAIIIIIIIN” He moved
his other 4 fingers on both of his hand back, making cuts behind
my ears.
“PAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNN”
“Pleeeaaasse, Stop. *sob* Please stop, I – I – I *sob* haven’t
stolen her from you *sob*!”
“LIIAAAAAAR” He said and threw me away to the closest wall. Now
I have huge pain in my back and I can’t stand up. I realized I’m
seating on a loose planks which will break any time now. I
barely see anything. I have lost too much blood. I may have
Anemia. And he is coming for me.
“NOW… DIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE” he said as he was charging.
The heavy footsteps were shaking the ground. The planks started
to break. A few planks on my sides broke and fell down. Maybe I
was standing on a vent of some sort. When the bear neared me the
floor collapsed, and we both started falling down. I reached for
the bear and wrapped my left hand over his neck and attached
myself to his back.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?” The bear screamed in a normal pitched
voice.
“Not so creepy sounding, are you now? I’m using you as a
landing gear.”
“STOP, DON’T DO THIS! DON’T…..”
As we neared the ground I felt I was wasted the last bits of
energy that kept me alive. My hands felt weak, and I’m losing my
grip. If I don’t get myself together, I will land on my own,
resulting in me being splattered. When I looked down over the
bear’s shoulders I saw we are near. We landed and I heard the
cracking of hundreds of bones. The bear started to bleed from
every spot possible: his mount, eyes, claws and the earlier
wounds. I took part of the impact too. My left hand completely
shattered and my bleeding intensified. I sat down and started
looking around, trying to stay awake to ensure I don’t just die.
In my state that was the likely scenario. I’m losing
conciseness, and I’m hyperventilating. Yet I feel happy. Maybe
because I killed that bear thing. Looking at it now I see
another cut in its forehead, not stained by his blood. The cut
said “満”. Don’t know what that means, and I don’t know
why it caught my attention. It just made me smile. My eyes
started to close. Thinking about it… Why I don’t just doze
off…[font=verdana]
.[/font]
.
I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my arm, inserting something in
me. I heard the clattering of pills in a jar and the dinging of
a metal syringe. I tried to look up, but my eyes were too weak
to open. I sensed breathing from another person and the touching
of soft skin.
“Don’t worry cousin! Eron’s here, and you’ll be alright.”
To be continued…
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