The Man Who Returned from Death / 9:18 PM
Friday, November 27, 2009
Btw, its part two already. sad face :(
The Man Who Returned from Death
Monday, 17 January, 2017. 0856hrs.
Australia
Celine
“Hey Celine, what happened to you? You’ve been looking tired of late,” Catherine said, concern showing clearly in her bright brown eyes.
“Oh, I’m fine, just… you know, the studies, the tests… never were very good at them, so extra hard work is needed, especially since my grades are slipping…” Celine said, a weak smile plastered on her pale face, with etches of tiredness showing on her face. Despite her excuses, she knew that she cannot hide the truth from her much longer. Her ‘study sessions’ are usually involving blasting away Voids, and the continual usage of her powers has been extremely draining on her. She has already fainted twice; luckily, both times she was alone in her room, and recovered quickly after. Yet, above all these, she was still worrying about one thing: lately, she has caught glimpses of a man, in a large black leather overcoat. Around him was an inexplicable aura of blinding white light, and the Voids will not dare go close to him. A worrisome thought crosses her mind that if the man is not fighting the Voids…
“Hello? Celine to Earth? “ Catherine was waving her hand at her face while she was spacing out. She flinched as she noticed her hand, and stepped back before she noticed what was happening.
“Oh, sorry. Thinking about this guy…” she smiled at Catherine again, and she was (unfortunately) telling the truth.
“Ohh… Its been long since some guy caught your attention, Miss Single. And the last guy you went out with…” she teased her.
“Had a mental breakdown seven minutes after I agreed to date him. Well, it wasn’t my fault on that, right?” she shrugged, thinking back on the poor soul who gotten convinced that she was hot, and she really was… and freaked out when he saw the Voids.
“Just like you,” Catherine said, smiling once again after Celine displayed some of her usual character. “C’mon, we’re gonna be late for our lessons if we don’t hurry.” Pulling Celine’s hand along, Catherine dragged her to her next lesson of Greek literature.
After six hours of boring lessons and four more hours of hanging around in the basketball court, watching Catherine trash the hell out of the school players, she went back to the dormitory, where she changed into her usual black outfit. Leather straps, albeit revealing, as she always thought, but they are not as easily cut up or burnt like the other types of clothing. She tightened the last strap on her and got ready to receive whatever Voids that might be coming tonight.
When she saw the impending force, she froze in her tracks. It was at least three times more than what she usually handled, even with the increasing numbers, and all of them are twice the size of her.
She gulped. It was not good odds, but she willed herself to fight: to protect Catherine, who is already safely sleeping in her bed. Flames ignited from her palm, and she threw the fireball out. It hit the nearest Void with no particular effect. She panicked; if that did not even damage the Void, she stood no chance against so many of them. Her mind raced into overdrive mode. She gathered all her power and concentrated a large stream of fire on the same Void. The Void certainly was injured, but it did not do so much as flinch. She was now drenched in sweat already; both sweat from the exertion of her powers and cold sweat from the fear of those… things. The same Void turned to head for her; she panicked, and tripped over something, and she lay on the ground, helpless against the impending disaster.
Just when the looming Void was about to sweep her away, the arm got cut off. Yes. The arm just went flying another direction.
“Geez, I really thought you could at least kill one of those. Well, you’re a rogue wizard, right? Celine, if I’m not mistaken.” a man’s voice, supposedly teenage-sounding, made himself clear that he saved her life.
The man in the black coat has finally appeared. With a sword in a hand and the black coat flapping in the wind, he looked like a god.
Thirty seconds later, all of the Voids lay dead. And by the looks of it , he has yet to even break a sweat. She did not suspect him now, only a overwhelming desire to know who he was.
“Man, you haven’t even stood op? Here.” the man reached out his hand, showing a face that was strong and boyish-looking, looking no older that how he sounded. She wondered that how on earth would a teenager of her age carry so much power with him. She’d first expected a dawdling old man in his fifties to carry such a power, but this was a far cry from what she had expected.
“Arche Vixen Skywalker, at your service. And quick, there’s another bunch of them coming to the school.”
Death and flight / 9:41 AM
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Sorry :P I'm late
Death and flightFriday, 13 April. 0234hrs.
Singapore
Catherine
In life there usually is one thing that you would want to avoid or skip completely.
For Catherine, it is the scene she is currently witness to: two men fighting for their lives, one of theirs nearly spent.
Allen wanted her to leave; she refused, and chose to stick with him, watching the cruel one-sided fight.
“Run, Cat! What are you doing?” Allen’s ragged voice broke the silence, sparks flying in the air as he parried another strike, seemingly effortlessly by the bad guy in a top hat with some weird name…
“I’ll wait a while more. This play is getting boring.” the bad guy said, his previous words still resonating in her head like a bad nightmare, shaking her.
“Run, you hear me, Cat, run! Don’t get near me!” Allen was emphasising the exact thing Catherine was not wanting to do. Tears was, once again, flowing freely, yet there was no tall guy to hug him, comfort him. There was only a live horror play, making her feel like crying even more.
Allen blocked another hit, but the force of it pushed him back at an impossible distance, all the way back to Catherine, standing three metres back. Catherine rushed over to help her up.
“I doubt I can survive this. Do not choose to stick with me. Run. Live on your life, at least as a part of me.” Allen whispered into her ear, her tears dripping onto his face.
“Don’t cry,” he said, voice turning hoarser with every second, “You don’t look nice is you cry.”
She smiled sadly; wiping away her tears from her face, trying to look at him, when he saw that he was smiling too. Smiling at their last time together.
He forced himself to stand up again, using the chipped blade to push himself up, where she ran, and he stood.
A blade moved impossibly fast, and it Allen’s heart. Pulling out the blade, he looked for Catherine, but the crying girl had already left. Living on for him.
/ 2:47 PM
Saturday, November 14, 2009
WHAT WAS YOUR:
1. Last beverage: Coke Zero, Cutting down on the fats.
2. Last phone call: Forgot.
3. Last text message:Mister Tan: I'm back home!
4. Last song you listened to: Away from the Sun- 3 doors down
5. Last time you cried: Uhhh. seriously forgot. Perhaps some time after the NSC thing...
HAVE YOU EVER:
6. Dated someone twice: FOR GOD'S SAKE, I HAVEN'T EVEN DATED YET!!!!
7. Been cheated on: Same answer as above.
8. Kissed someone & regretted it: Same answer as above. This is getting pathetic.
9. Lost someone special: Yes. Unfortunately.
10. Been depressed: many times.
11. Been drunk and threw up: hangovers, no throwing up. Even if there is, would you be able to remember?
LIST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:
12. Black
13. Grey
14. White
(I is monochrome!!)
THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2009)
15. Made a new friend: sure. All of you buds out there, hi!
16. Fallen out of love: this is depressing me. No.
17. Laughed until you cried: the reverse had happened. Sad face:(
18. Met someone who changed you: Most of the people I met changed me!!! For better or worse, I shall not go into that.
19. Found out who your true friends were: Most them are. Yays!
20. Found out someone was talking about you: Not yet, and I'm not asking for any now...
21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list: I is officially depressed. No.
22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: Uhhh.. is there any other way? apart from creepy chat sites?
23. How many kids do you want to have: 10!!!! 5 males and 5 females, to form basketball teams!!!
24. Do you have any pets: Nope. Hopefully a few cats in the future.
25. Do you want to change your name: Ache Vixen Skywalker? No thanks. Lemme think of a better one first.
26. What did you do for your last birthday: Avery style Rock Band PARRRRTAY!
27. What time did you wake up today: 11 am. Bloody hell, I stayed up till 4 for fun.... this is what happened. I was late for the 11 to 1 tuition. Obviously.
28. What were you doing at midnight last night: Working on my wiki, trying to type my story, to no avail...
29. Name something you CANNOT wait for: I is a patient man. I wait for everything properly. Except maybe for someone to post a comment.
30. Last time you saw your Mother: I wish it was never.
31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: the (bloody) girl that wouldn't fall in love with me. If you read this, do not get turned down by the word bloody.
32. What are you listening to right now: Away from the sun- 3 doors down. It's on repeat.
33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: If you are Tom, say hi to me.
34. What's getting on your nerves right now: a few shouting teenagers
35. Most visited webpage: onemanga!! onemanga rules!
36. Whats your real name: forgot,
37. Nicknames: Dun wan to remember.
38. Relationship Status: No life.
39. Zodiac sign: Scorpio. I'd prefer a cat or something like that, but the ancient people must not have heard of them. Or saw any stars in the shape of a cat.
40. Male or female?: Male,
41. Elementary?: I am a compound thing. Not elementary.
42. High School?: the high from drugs?
43. College?: you want call who? tell me number i help you call
44. Hair colour: black
45. Long or short: Long
46. Height: 175cm
47. Do you have a crush on someone?: I dun wan crush the person leh...
48: What do you like about yourself?: nothing.
49. Piercings: Hoping to get a few earrings...
50. Tattoos: yes. there are numerous moles on my body.
51. Righty or lefty: lefty
FIRSTS :
52. First surgery: Cut myself while chopping onions
53. First piercing: somewhere when i was born and someone poked my umbilical cord...
54. First best friend: All of mah frens are besties:)
55. First sport you joined: Basketball
56. First vacation: Cameron Highlands in my mum's womb...
58. First pair of trainers: Brooks? Forgot.
RIGHT NOW
59. Eating: Who eats and blogs at the same time?
60. Drinking: thirsty!!
61. I'm about to: go crazy with the questions.
62. Listening to: So many questions, deaf already
63. Waiting on: HUH? CANNOT HEAR! SPEAK LOUDER! OR SKIP THE REDUNDANT QUESTIONS!
YOUR FUTURE :
64. Want kids?: Another repeat. they just trying to make up the numbers.
65. Get Married?: Definitely.
66. Career?: Writer, basketball player, famous guy, etc.
WHICH IS BETTER :
67. Lips or eyes: Eyes. Always.
68. Hugs or kisses: Kisses. Hugs can go.. deeper.
69. Shorter or taller: Doesn't matter.
70. Older or Younger: should be same age lar
71. Romantic or spontaneous: relaxed
72. Nice stomach or nice arms: nice, uh... eyes?
73. Sensitive or loud: Everything.
74. Hook-up or relationship: relationships are better.
75. Trouble maker or hesitant: both.
HAVE YOU EVER :
76. Kissed a stranger: I'll try not to.
77. Drank hard liquor: I might have to sit in juvie if I say it....
78. Lost glasses/contacts: many. Careless guy
79. Sex on first date: "sobs in corner with all the dark effects"
80. Broken someone's heart: I break your leg then you know
82. Been arrested: a few times, they said I look like Mas Selamat
83. Turned someone down: Quite a few. I try not to.
84. Cried when someone died: Nope. I is cold-hearted as well.
DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
86. Yourself: on-and-off
87. Miracles: a few
88. Love at first sight: nope. unfortunate for the girl though. the only chance (if they even think about it) has gone.
89. Heaven: nope. only space, and more space. plus a couple of billion galaxies here and there.
90. Santa Claus: the sandy clause?
91. Kiss on the first date: "threatens to hang myself"
92. Angels: In my life, all the time.
ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:
94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time: " hangs myself, realise I cannot die that way"
95. Did you sing today?: Sang along to All my life my Foo fighters. Sounds wierd and err... wrong.
96. Ever cheated on somebody?: "plastinates myself " (google the word if u dunno)
97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go?: One hot and steamy night.... ok, just kidding. I wan the NSC days back in.
98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be?: I live life straight, but.... it should be the day where Hiok Hng left... never got to say goodbye...
99. Are you afraid of falling in love?: nope. I rather welcome it "with a smile while cutting my wrists"
100. Posting this as 100 truths?: Question is, how many do you want?
His Last Stand / 2:47 PM
Stand where?
His Last StandFriday, 13 April. 0231hrs.
Singapore
Walker
His pants of air was thick in the air.
The sword was gripped tightly with both hands, moving slightly with every shuddering breath.
The abdomen’s wound still has blood dripping from it, and the spear was still lodged to him.
His whole body was bloodied; with both his and the enemy’s blood, looking like a satanic mage.
Yet, the glint in his eyes clearly revealed a warrior, fighting for both Catherine’s and his life.
The dead Seconds and Thirds lie in an uneven, elevated circle around him, all dead, corpses piling up.
Catherine was behind Allen, out of the ring, yet never out of his heart.
A man, now known as the world’s most powerful man, wearing a full-black tuxedo, complete with a top hat, stood in front of this pair, eyeing them lazily.
“Another… one?” Allen muttered.
“Oh no, not just any other one. The Reaper itself, has come after the life of your… err… girlfriend.” the man said loudly, pronouncing his intentions clearly to both of them. In a flash, the man disappeared, appearing again behind Catherine, hands on her throat.
With his remaining strength, Allen dashed towards him, blade aimed directly at his throat. The man had to lose his grip, and sidestep to avoid the blade.
“Now now now, it wouldn’t do any good if you keep this up with me. Treasure your life well, and let all of us do our jobs.” the man coolly said, a shade of anger outpouring, and made a second move for Catherine.
This time Allen was prepared; he swung the bade at him just before the man reached her, and the man amazingly, stopped the blade with his bare hands.
“Do you know a person by the name of Wolfgang Lazarus? He is a man that wishes to control the world… by wiping out humanity.” Even the sobbing Catherine turned around to pay attention. “By … ah, exploiting humans’ weaknesses, normal humans with a thirst: a thirst for lust, money, power, they can find satisfaction by joining the group known as the Voids. Technically, these people will have to give up their souls for it, but it should be worthwhile, especially for them… and him, of course, who controls them. Their souls can attain things unimaginable when they are in their mortal bodies. Of course, a little pain is expected from the process, but who actually will care, if they can enjoy what they want afterwards?”
Allen, once again, shocked everyone in the scene by moving faster than the previous time, targeting him again, yet he deflected his blade with a simple flick of his finger, which even pushed him back. His lack of strength and blood caused him to fall on the asphalt ground, and Catherine rushed to help him.
“You all might want to know: how do I know him so well? The reason is very simple. I am him.”
Allen whispered to Catherine ,”Run away. I will hold him off.”
Catherine almost cried out ,”No! You… your’e gonna die! I cannot leave you here!”
Allen rose up from her arms, sword still in hands, ready to fight. “This is my fight as a man, and for my promise to protect you. Now go. Or I will personally settle the “run away” part.” A smile still played on his face; which Catherine thought will be the last she sees of him before the two men, Allen and Lazarus in deadly combat.
* By the way, Lazarus is a name that I came up on my own, but if you Google or Wiki it, it writes that Lazarus is a man that has been reborn by God… I dunno if that is going to be part of my story… but it could be used as character development!! And such a coincidence as well.*
A Man's Pride / 6:34 PM
Friday, November 6, 2009
Relax, it's not mine.
A Man’s PrideFriday, 13 April. 0225hrs.
Singapore
Catherine
“You able to walk?” Allen asked Catherine gently.
“No problem, I should be able to run if needed.” Catherine said in response.
“Then let us run back to my home before …”
He did not get to finish his sentence, as a spear brutally introduced itself into his stomach.
“NOOOOOOOO…………” Catherine screamed, her voice slicing through the once-peaceful midnight air.
Behind Allen, a group which both of them cannot fight off: the Seconds and Thirds have arrived. There were at least thirty of them, each one with more contorted bodily features and bursting muscles than the last.
With the spear still in his midsection, he calmly unsheathed his blade and went on at the impossible task of killing all of them with the efficiency of a robot.
Tears fell swiftly from Catherine’s face, as the wound on Allen’s body was bleeding profusely. She cried for his pain; she moaned for his effort, and she prayed for his safety. He stumbled from a strong blow, falling down next to Catherine.
“Stop it! You’re going to kill yourself!” Catherine shouted.
“I… made my choice on defending you. I have to live by this code. As long as I still breathe, I will… protect you.” he muttered to her, forcefully standing back up, sword gripped tightly between both hands.
His ragged breath was accompanied by the sounds of cutting through flesh, black blood dancing across, the floor mixing with both his blood and theirs. Yet he still fights on, upholding his pride.
Protecting her.