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[Meg]

Here's the second chapter for Deception

Chapter 2


The prisoner sat huddled in one of the corners of his cell as he watched his partner get his thumbs cut off. He could hear the muffled screams. Zu’Coni remained completely passive as she decapitated the criminal with her knife. It was still late at night. Rain had started to fall as she led the prisoners back to Belain. After finishing she threw the man back in his cell and was about to grab the other prisoner when there was a knock on the door. The lieutenant closed the door to the cell and locked it. She turned to face the front door right as someone walked in. It was Maria. Zu’Coni glared at her and stepped in front of the man with no thumbs to block him from view. Maria had already caught a glimpse and asked, “What are you doing?”
Zu’Coni ignored the question and asked her own. “What are you doing here?” She continued to glare at the intruder. Maria sighed. “I was out for a walk and thought I’d stop by.”
“In the rain?”
“I couldn’t sleep.”
“By yourself?”
“I wasn’t out for that long.”
“At night.”
“Come on, Mom!”
Zu’Coni pushed her out the door. “I’m taking you home.”
Maria tried to free herself, but couldn’t. Strong grip is common among scormada. “Let me go!” she pleaded.
The scormada looked at Maria with disgust. “There is no reason why you should be wandering around alone at night. There are even less reasons to why you should be spying on me.”
“I wasn’t. I swear.”
“Vanue damn you, you were!” Zu’Coni hissed. Maria was caught of guard. She never heard Zu’Coni angry before. She was always very calm.
“I’m sorry!” the girl cried. “Its just I never see you and I thought you were lonely and I couldn’t sleep so-“
“Be silent! I have a job to do. All you do is get in the way.” They arrived at Maria’s house. Zu’Coni shoved her onto the porch. She started walking away, but then turned back and said. “And tell Derik to mind his own business!” She then stormed off before Maria could ask how she knew. Derik opened the door and Maria went in with her head down.

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Derik Provic was always known for being a man of honor and loyalty. He was loved amongst the townspeople so much he was forced into being the mayor’s assistant and council member. He was an older man, but still had the strength of someone much younger. The wrinkles around his eyes were the only indication of weakness. He had lived in Belain his whole life and loved it dearly, which is why he was ashamed to see it falling apart.
He walked slowly to Zu’Coni’s house early in the morning. He was hoping to catch her before she went to bed. He brushed his dark hair out of his eyes and knocked on the door. Zu’Coni answered and was about to close the door again when Derik pushed his way through. Zu’Coni took a step back to make room. She folded her arms and said quietly, “I apologize if I’ve done anything to upset you, but you must understand my loyalty does not waver.”
Derik took a deep breath. “I’m sorry for what happened last night, but I need to know where you stand.”
“You should know by now.” She whispered as she redirected her gaze to the floor.
“I know that now. I’m sorry, but I had to know for sure that if you saw an opportunity to well, you know, that you wouldn’t take it.”
Their eyes met as she said coldly, “You humans lack unity. You fight amongst yourselves and project your faults onto other races. I follow what my father taught me, as I’ve always done.”
Derik sighed. “I’m sorry. I really am.”
“Is that all you wanted to say to me?”
“Maria’s sorry to.”
The scormada nodded, but didn’t respond. Derik assumed the conversation was over and left. He went back home and found Maria in the kitchen making her breakfast. She yawned and waved to her father. Derik sat done at the table and rubbed his temple. “You should talk to her.”
Maria stopped what she was doing and without facing Derik said, “I’d rather not.”
“I think it would be a good idea.”
“Dad. Last night was really awkward. I just want to forget about it, and she doesn’t like to let stuff go. I’ll talk to her in a few days or something.”
Derik gave a heavy sigh. “Okay. I just think it would be really beneficial if you made it up to her. You don’t even have to say anything about last night. All you have to do is be her friend.”
Maria was half out the door by the time he finished. She came back in when she heard the last part. “Dad, I don’t think she likes me very much.”
Derik rubbed his temple again. “You’re blind.”
“Thanks.” She replied flatly as she left.
Maria went to the Square to hear the news of the day. The announcer explained that two men were arrested and punished for attempted law breaking. Maria didn’t know that deserved to be punished. The other announcements were boring as usual. She left and went to the market. The peddler, Thomas, had set up and was advertising his goods when Maria walked up to his display. Thomas stopped and stared at her for a few moments. People started giving him odd looks. He shook his head and continued. Maria continued to look at him with eyes wide in confusion. A hand touched her shoulder and she turned. Zu’Coni pulled her away from the crowd. She let go of her arm when they were alone, but continued walking. It finally dawned on Maria what time it was. “What are you doing up?”
“That’s none of your concern.”
“Well what do you want.”
“I don’t want you to go near that man.”
“The peddler?”
“Yes.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t like him.” She said and immediately sped ahead of Maria, ending the discussion. Maria stood staring at her even more confused than before.

 

[Chaos Raiden]

Nice work, Meg. Rep+ to you.

 

[Ember To Inferno]

Nice work actually, I always fail writing assignments in school(When they're in English, I have YET to do good on one, god English is hard) to the point I procrastinate on them all the time now -_- Either way, good job with all of this, I can tell you really put some work into it!

Have you thought of taking a career in writing or some similar? With a little more practice, I could see you easily becoming an author.

 

[Meg]

^ Well thank you. ^_^

I'm, planning on becoming a comedy writer actually.

 

[Meg]

Here's chapter 3 of Deception

Chapter 3

Later that day Thomas finished sales for the day and packed up. He smiled as he counted all the money he made. He wiped the sweat off his forehead not from the heat, but from being nervous. The man he was going to meet possessed the power to have anyone he wanted killed, and he took advantage of that power often. Thomas was to meet him at the town’s inn, the Southwest inn. He arrived and scanned the room. It was relatively empty. It wouldn’t be crowded until later. Thomas wondered why they were meeting now instead later when it would be crowded and loud. He found who he was looking for sitting at one of the tables right in front, far from the innkeeper.
Thomas sat down across from the other man. “Sir, I’m afraid it’s true.”

“On what evidence?” the other man asked.

“Major, you should have seen her.” Thomas replied.

“I’ll believe it when I see it.” The major replied.

“Does she know you’re here?”

“I’d hope so since I was just talking to her.” The major smirked at Thomas’s reaction. “Actually she was warning me about you.”

“Wha-what?” Thomas stared at the major.

“That’s right and you know what? I trust her over you.” He smiled and stood up. He patted Thomas on the shoulder on his way out. Anyone that saw it would think it was just a friendly pat, but Thomas felt the prick. He stood up and left. He barely made it outside before he fell to the ground, never to wake again.

The major picked the body up and whispered into the dead man’s ear. “Thank the lieutenant for the generous poison donation.” A crowd formed around the body. The major calmed them and said no to worry. “I’ll take care of this poor fellow. Heart attack, no doubt. Shame.”

One of the people in the gathering crowd was Maria. She had a hard time seeing over peoples’ head and had to keep jumping up and down. She was never exactly tall. However, she was able to get an idea about what was happening. People whispered to each other asking who the man was that was carrying away the poor peddler. Maria’s eyes met with the major’s. He smiled and nodded to her. She shrugged and wandered away.

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“Dad, I’m home!” Maria called as she entered the front door later that day. She found him hard at work making dinner. “Aw, Dad. Why can’t you let me make it? I’m better.”

“Practice makes perfect!” he replied enthusiastically.

“Not with you, Dad.”

“You’re to kind. Now sit down, it’s almost ready.”

Maria tried to protest by saying she was going to eat elsewhere.

Derik turned around and looked at her. “You, sit.” He smiled. Maria nodded and sat down. He put a bowl of what looked like brown slop in front of her.

“I don’t get it. What is it?”

“Brown slop!”

“Great…” Maria sighed. She was right about to take a very small bite when after the first ten seconds of staring at her fork there was a knock on the door. Maria got up and danced over to the door. Derik didn’t have to look to see who it was. He knew from the pronounced Vanue accent; which sounds almost like a hiss.

“I heard you’re terrified heart beat a stand (about fifty feet) away and assumed Derik tried a new recipe. A part of me doesn’t think you deserve that kind of torture.”

“Hi, Lieutenant.” Derik called from the other room. Maria came back into the kitchen with Zu’Coni following. “What brings you here? It can’t be this delicious dinner, can it?”

“No. I was about to ask Maria if she wanted to have dinner with me.”

Maria chuckled, “Don’t you mean breakfast?”

Ignoring Maria, the scormada continued. “Is that alright with you?” she gave Derik a hard stare. She was testing his trust.

Derik swallowed hard. “Of…of course. Where are you planning on going?”

“Not sure. Not that it matters, does it?” she was really testing him.

“Uh….yeah. That’s fine. Go…Go have fun.”

Maria gave a huge sigh of relief. She left in a hurry with Zu’Coni behind her. Derik sat back down and stared at his brown slop. He really hated his cooking.

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They went to the Southwest Inn. Despite the death at the inn’s doorstep only hours before the inn was at it’s usual volume, until Zu’Coni entered. Everyone stopped mid sentence and stared, some with guilty looks, most with looks of disgust. It was well known that there was some type of elite group within the Shadow Forces and Zu’Coni fit the description of being a member. While the Shadow Forces alone are something to fear the elite group was something to be terrified of. Rumor had it they were servants of the king and did all his dirty work. Maria had no idea about any of this.

They sat down at the nearest table. Maria smiled and said, “So…what’s up? You’re uh…Telian got a lot better. I remember when we first met you barely spoke it, and about a year ago it was just ok. So…. good job.”

Any hope of having fun and getting to better know her mysterious friend was shattered by the first words out of Zu’Coni’s mouth. “You need to leave Belain. Tonight.”

“What? Why?”

“That man you saw carrying the peddler away is the King Tannemy’s right hand man. His presence is never a good thing.”

“When do we leave?”

“Immediately after we eat.”

“Well, my dad’s coming right?”

“No.”

“What?!” Maria yelled. Some people turned to look, but quickly looked away again when they were met by Zu’Coni’s glare. Maria continued quietly. “Why not? He’s my dad. I’m not gonna just get up and leave. He’ll panic!”

“My ties to him are not as important to me as others. He stays here.”

“But why?” Maria was on the verge of tears. “I can’t do that to him! Why can’t he come? Why am I the only one going? What’s gonna happened?”

Zu’Coni said something in her first language, the language of scorpions, to herself. She then leaned in and snarled, “You do as I say, human.” Maria looked at her confused. When ‘human’ is used in that way by another race it’s meant as a great insult. Maria had no idea what she did. All she did was look down at the table.

After they finished eating they stood up and walked outside like nothing had happened. Right when they were outside Maria tried to make a run for it, but the scormada caught her and put her hand over Maria’s mouth. She spoke quietly into the girl’s ear, again snarling, “You will try nothing, human. I was trained to kill. Do not make me demonstrate, for I will.” Her grip around Maria’s arm tightened. Maria made a small whimper from both the pain in her arm and fear as she saw the scormada’s tail wrap around her.

Zu’Coni straightened and dragged the girl away from the town and into the woods.

 

[Chaos Raiden]

Great job for the new chapter. Rep+ to you, Meg.

 

[Meg]

^ Thanks. Though its actually old I just never got around to posting it on here. XD

 

[Dante'sgirl]

WoW you are planning to become a comedy writer?? Me too but there is only one tiny little problem...*cries*Inspiration...Im suffering of the blank page syndrome recently... an awful disease!!....Great work btw u r a good writer

 

[Meg]

^ Thank you very much!

That's cool that you wanna write comedy If you want any tips let me know. I'd be happy to help.

 

[Dante'sgirl]

Thats so nice of you...Thank you...i will really appreciate your help. i'll let you know...

 

[Meg]

^ Ok. Just send me a VM or a PM.

 

[Meg]

Here's chapter 4 of Deception

Chapter 4

Derik hated himself. He knew he couldn’t trust a back stabber, both literally and figuratively, with his daughter. It was now after ten and they hadn’t come back yet. That could only mean one thing; his worst fear had been realized. He had checked all the places they could be; the inn, Zu’Coni’s house, with Maria’s other friends. He asked everyone he saw; even knock on some people’s doors. No one had seen them. It’s like the simply vanished into the shadow of night. Only a fool trusts his daughter with an officer in the Shadow Forces.
He packed a bag full of supplies, grabbed a lantern, and set out to find them. He saw some men out, but it was to dark to tell who they were, so he shrugged and continued on.

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It was the screams that woke her. Rebecca sat up in her bed and gasped at the sight of a room filled with fire. Her husband was nowhere in sight. She tried to get out of bed, but couldn’t move her legs. That’s when she saw the fire working its way up her bed sheets, and not just the sheets, but what was underneath as well. With tears rolling down her eyes she laid back down and went back to sleep.
Outside people were running and screaming, scooping up their children, and dodging flames. Armed men chased the innocent people and cut down those to slow to get away, everyone. Once there was nothing left but rubble several people were chained and brought to the major outside of the town. They were thrown to the ground and kicked. The major walked up and down the line of prisoners. He chuckled. “Oh, if you only knew how excited I am. The leaders of the rebels, practically handed to me by Miss Lieutenant.”
The prisoners cried in outrage. The major smirked and bent down. He pulled one of the prisoners to his feet. He removed the chains that bound his wrist and whispered into the man’s ear, so no one else could hear him. “Go to your hideout. Tell them the name of the person that ruined you. Tell them it was the Red Demon of Vanue.” The prisoner’s eyes widened as he stared at the Major. Red Demon, the monster that ended the life of dozens of innocents. It was thought to be a story created by the enemy to scare them, more of a combination of many than just one person. However, with the overwhelming proof that the town burning as well as their capture being because of Zu’Coni, a scormada with red hair, and now the man was linking her to that name. It couldn’t be true. Surely one the resistance’s biggest enemies wasn’t looming over them for a year? Before the man had more time to think the major pushed him away. Once the major was sure he was really gone he turned to one of his men and said, “Follow him.” The other prisoners realized what was happening. The enemy was going to be led right to their headquarters! As if reading their thoughts the major ended their lives before one could shout a warning.
As if realizing for the first time the man he wanted wasn’t amongst the dead he turned to his subordinate and asked, “Where is Derik Provic?”
“He isn’t here. We checked all the bodies, dug through the rubble. He’s not here.”
“What? And when were you planning on telling me? Put the area on high alert, and get word to Miss Lieutenant, she needs to be aware of his survival.”
“Yes, Sir.”
To himself the major asked. “You will not escape me, Provic. Miss Lieutenant has your key. As soon as you approach her you will be killed.” He smiled as he walked away.

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Derik had made it to Rezack, the closest town to Belain early the next morning. It was at one of the inn’s that he heard the news. Belain was gone; attacked by bandits. Despite the hatred he had for Zu’Coni he couldn’t help but be glad she took Maria for if she didn’t Maria could have been dead as well as him. However that wasn’t going to stop him from breaking the insect’s neck the moment he saw her. Derik was known for being a calm and understanding man, but he was also known for being over protective of his daughter. The very thought of Maria in the hands of a venomous thing disgusted him as much as it worried him.
He had asked everyone he saw if they had seen a young Shadow Forces lieutenant, but they all either didn’t know, or seemed to afraid to say; which he took as a yes. It was his suspicion that led him to the Savior’s Inn. He came to the room the innkeeper pointed him to and carefully picked the lock open and creped in. There, lying in bed sound asleep was the filth that kidnapped his beautiful Maria. He reached to grab her, but right before he did the scormada, eyes still closed, said, “I hope you know what you are doing.”
Derik was taken aback and stepped away as the lieutenant got out of bed. She stared at him with eyes as black as her soul. No, she’s Soulless. “Where is she?” he said to her just barely holding back his anger.
“Safe for now. Do not ruin what I started. I have a plan and there is no room in it for you.”
“Where is she?”
“In the next room.”
“You don’t think she would try to escape?”
“Of course not. I left one of my friends to guard her.” she smiled. Derik realized what she meant when he saw a scorpion on the night table, watching him. As if reading his thoughts Zu’Coni let the scorpion crawl onto her hand. It whispered something to her. She replied in Vaniun. “No. You must be patient, brother.”
“But, sister I-“
“Hush now. Not until I’m ready. We need him still.”
Derik frowned at her. He had no idea what she was saying, but he knows the saying. “Vaniun is as poisonous as a scormada’s venom.”
Zu’Coni redirected her attention to Derik. “What do you hope to accomplish? You can not think I’d give Maria back to you.”
“You have no choice. You have enemies on both sides. The game’s up.”
“Enemies on both sides?”
“Belian was burned down to the ground last night.”
Zu’Coni’s face grew pale. The scorpion fell from her hand and it scurried under the bed. “What did you say?” she whispered.
“Belain is gone. They did it. It had to have been them.”
“Had to. No doubt…but why?”
“Simple, they’ve sold you out.”
“No.”
“Wake up Zu’Coni. How long did you think this was going to last? You can’t deceive a deceiver.”
“I deceived you didn’t I?” Derik was silent. Zu’Coni smirked and continued. “Ah, so you still haven’t told her? Well I’m afraid that’s to bad since you won’t have a chance. You see Maria and I bonded over the course of a few hours. She realizes that I’m the only thing keeping her alive. She does everything I ask.”
“That won’t protect you from the resistance!”
Zu’Coni laughed in a way that sent a chill down Derik’s spine. “I don’t need you and you’re resistance anymore. Don’t feel bad you’ve been very helpful.”
“What are you?” Derik cried. “How can you play this game? These are people’s lives you’re risking. What side are you on?” he practically shouted the last line.
Zu’Coni saw his eyes water. She looked at him in a way that resembled sadness. When she spoke to him it was in her usual soft voice. “Derik I…shut the door, please.” He did as he was told and sat down across from the scormada. She looked at him in the eye. “Do you love her more than your cause? More than your country?”
Derik answered truthfully “Yes.”
“Do you only want the best for her.”
“Yes.”
“As do I.”
Derik shook his head. “I don’t believe you. Damn you I don’t. Damn you Soulless!”
Zu’Coni looked down at the ground. She took a key out of her pocket and handed it to him. He grabbed it and opened the door to Maria’s room. She was lying in bed, asleep. He bent down and rubbed her shoulder. She jerked awake and cried as she hugged her father. He patted her back gently. She eventually pulled apart and looked at Derik. She half cried as she said, “What are we going to do? We can’t run away; she’ll kill us both! Every moment I feel her near me even when there is a wall between us I feel those eyes!” Maria sobbed as Derik continued to hold her. Maria continued. “I can feel her tail around my throat.” She then paused and looked in the doorway she screamed, “She’s here now!” Derik tried to let go, but her grip only tightened. Maria buried her face in his chest. Unable to move Derik confronted Zu’Coni where he sat.
“What did you do to her?” he cried angrily.
Zu’Coni answered calmly. “I acted like a scormada. I casted aside the human mannerisms I learned for one night.”
“You did more than that! Look at the poor girl. You claim to care for her, and yet you do this to her? You...you put her through…that thing didn’t you?” Derik’s voice broke as he tried to hold back tears. How could she? “What are you?”
“Does it matter? What difference does it make what I am? Neither of you are going to survive without me.”
In the back of his head Derik regrettably thought, “I know.”
“You can’t come with us, Derik.” Zu’Coni said sternly. Derik stared at her. “It’s for your on good that you stay here...”
Maria looked at her. “Where are you taking me?”
“To His Majesty’s city, Naguind.” Zu’Coni nodded.
“No.” Derik said. “I’m staying by your side, by Maria’s.”
Zu’Coni cursed in Vaniun. “You’re going to die if you do.”
Maria screamed at her. “You won’t! I won’t let you. I’ll…I’ll” she broke off and started crying again.
Zu’Coni started to approach her, but Derik held up his hand. “Stay back you insect!” Zu’Coni halted and looked at him sadly. Insect is the most common insult used to describe scormada. Despite being a common word it held power that had grown, not weakened with the War of the Races. Zu’Coni took a step back and Maria relaxed.

Later that day Derik had went out to visit a friend of his that lived in Rezack. Maria chased him when he tried to leave without her. Despite how much he hated leaving her with Zu’Coni he had to see his friend alone. Even after seeing Maria in the state Zu’Coni put her in he still had a feeling he could trust the officer. It was true, after all, that they needed her.
Maria went downstairs to the inn’s main room to eat before they left. She was having a hard time adjusting to sleeping during the day and being awake and night, but being a scormada Zu’Coni could barely see during the day. Her eyes were more valuable than Maria’s. She went up to the counter and sat down. The innkeeper came up to her. He was a spidora, a man with four arms, but also very pleasant. “Hello, Miss. What can I get you?”
“Oh…Oh I don’t know, but I haven’t eaten since last night, so I’ll take anything.”
“Well, Miss, I’ll start you off with some salted pork and buttered bread.” He said as he gave her a cup of water. “Here now, drink this.” She thanked him and he went into the back to the kitchen. She sipped the water and thanked Telia, Queen Goddess and Creator, for a moment of peace. Which did not last long. Three men approached her, all spidora. Maria looked at them frightened.
“What are you doing here?” one of them said as the three circled her.
“Yeah.” Said another. “No humans aloud! Beast folk only.”
“Yeah!” said the last.
Maria got up and backed away from them. She felt a hand around her shoulder and looked. Zu’Coni was standing over her and glaring at the three men. “You better be careful for the lose of two arms would make you the same as her.” The scormada stated flatly.
One of the men spat web onto the floor in both disgust and to prove his point. Zu’Coni continued. “Appearance seems to be the only thing that concerns you for if you’d look deeper you’d see that this girl is not an oppressor, but I wouldn’t expect a race as dumb as yours to see that.”
“Get off it!” one of the spidora yelled. “Human lover!”
Zu’Coni smirked. “You judge again. If you knew me you’d know that statement to be false.”
Maria flinched at that statement. One of the men finally noticed the badge that was clipped to Zu’Coni’s belt in plain view. He nudged the others and with realization that they were dealing with a Shadow Forces officer the three spidora fumbled over a farewell and ran out the door.
Zu’Coni let go of Maria and said more to herself, “I suppose wearing my uniform jacket would have ended that sooner.” Maria backed away from her. “I’d like to speak to you once your done eating.” Maria nodded out of fear and sat down.

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The moon was high up in the sky before Maria worked up the courage to step outside to where Zu’Coni was. Maria stood on the porch near the scormada. Zu’Coni started speaking without looking at her. “I always preferred night to day, not because I can see in it, but because there’s a type of calm at night I find soothing.”
“I hate nighttime. It’s scary.” Maria answered. Zu’Coni looked at her.
“Really? How so?”
“It’s dark.”
“Trust me everything looks the same as when it did during the daytime. Darkness is nothing to be afraid of.”
“Coming from something that can see in the dark…”
“Honestly,” Zu’Coni started “danger can hide just as well in the dark as it can in the sun.”
Maria folded her arms when the wind blew. “It’s colder at night.”
“That it is.” Zu’Coni replied as she took off her sweatshirt and handed it to Maria. She put it on and noticed that all the lieutenant was now wearing was a short-sleeved shirt.
“You’re not cold?”
The scormada shook her head.
“Thank you…”
“Of course.” Neither spoke for a few minutes. They just stood and gazed at the stars. Maria was the first to break the silence.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“What you said in there…to the spidora. You said you hate humans. Is that true?”
“Partly. I hate some humans, but I like others. You and Derik for instance.”
Maria shook her head “I don’t believe you. You don’t act like you do.”
“With the exception of last night I believe I have.”
“Why? Why did you do that to me?”
“I had to. You weren’t afraid and you needed to be.”
Maria looked at the scormada sadly. “I don’t know if I can believe you.”
“I don’t expect you to.”
“Did you mean what you said to Dad? About how you simply acted like a scormada.”
Zu’Coni didn’t answer.
Maria looked at the ground. “So that’s how you really are? All this is an act to make me comfortable?”
“Yes.” She went and stood beside Maria. “Words hold more meaning than behavior. How long have we known each other?”
“Years…fourteen.”
“And you have known me for those fourteen.”
Maria smiled. “You’re Telian really has gotten better. I remember when we first met you couldn’t say anything right.”
“And you’re Vaniun is as bad as it was before.”
“Hey!” Maria laughed. “I was trying to be nice.”
“By criticizing a six-year-old’s ability to say ‘Pleased to meet you’ in your horrible language? How do you remember that anyway? You were only three.”
“I have a good memory for embarrassing Zu’Coni moments.”
“That reminds me, it took you almost three years to figure out how to say my name correctly.”
“I remember! I called you Zu.”
“Or Zuno.”
“What? Why?” Maria laughed.
“Zunoconirella.”
“What did you say?” Maria smiled.
The scormada returned the smile and repeated herself, “Zunoconirella. That’s my name.” Maria stared at her blankly. “Did you forget?” Maria noddedher head. “Did it never occur to you that the apostrophe in Zu’Coni might be there for a reason?”
“Why would that occur to me?”
“Because all scormada nicknames have apostrophes.”
“Why is that?” Maria laughed.
“I couldn’t tell you.”
Derik saw them as he walked down the street. He saw them smiling and laughing and thought “Deceptive, bitch. You won’t fool her into trusting you now that I’m here to keep an eye on you.”

 

[Chaos Raiden]

Great work. Rep+, Meg. ^_^

 

[Meg]

^ Thanks. Unfortunately that's gonna be the last chapter for awhile.

 

[Chaos Raiden]

I see. Regardless, I will wait for your next chapter. ^_^

 

[Meg]

^ You're gonna be waiting for awhile! :lol:

 

[Meg]

I :wub: Persona 3 :wub:

 

[Chaos Raiden]

^Nicely done. Great job, Meg.

 

[Meg]

Interview with FFXIII's Lightning

Lightning, a strong young woman with a Focus, literally, feels she isn't in control of her life anymore. I recently sat down with the ex-soldier to learn more.

Meg: When did you first notice the change?

Lightning: Right after I got off the Purge train. Since then I feel like I can only move forward. Not only that, but like someone else is doing the moving for me. I can't even make my own decisions in battle anymore. For some reason I can only attack three times in a row before having to wait a few seconds.

Meg: That's quite interesting. Do you have any idea why that might be?

Lightning: *shakes head* No. I was fine up until I got off the train, like I said. Then all of a sudden it was like someone was controlling me.

Meg: What has your experience as a l'cie been like so far?

Lightning: Its awful. I have been running in a straight line for the past ten hours fighting the same enemies every twenty feet. I never knew how much I could miss an intersection.

Meg: You as well as the rest of the team have been torn over what you should do about your Focus. Have you come to any decisions yet?

Lightning: Yes. We've realized that right now we can only keep moving forward, literally.

Meg: Thank you so much for your time.

 

[The crazy demon]

Ahem why is this thread called "junk" if it is soo good?