Teaching dragon Posted November 1, 2012 Report Share Posted November 1, 2012 In the moonlight I saw my friend running acrost the park heading towards the graveyard. He looked scared, so I desided to follow him. He wrenched open the gates sending a metalic creek through the air. He steped inside. I saw him run deaper into the engulfing darkness. I followed him. I was starting to worry about him. What could he be doing here? Could he be in trouble? He stoped. Whats going on, I wonder? He pulles out a ring of keys and opens a door to one of the grave stone housings and steps inside. "where is he going?"I say to myself. I wait by a nearby tree for about a minut. Finally i make my move and I step into the chamber of a dead man. The first thing I notice is a fire lit hall and the smell of iron. blood I thought, mixed with the putred smell of decomposed flesh. But yet, there was something else in the mix of scents. Inscents? No cant be, I thought. Flowers? Maybe, people have sent flowers down for there loved ones before. I look at the walls in the fire lit pasage way and notice that there covered in black. Thats blood i thought, a fight? Probably not. I walk farther down the hall and the smell intensifies. Must be getting close. Ahead of me I see the seals placed by the church to ward off evil,laying shattered over the ground. My eyes widened. Theres only one reason that someone would break the seal. I look through a crack in the doorway and see a blue pulsing light and I faintly hear the sound of aWhimpering little girl. It suddenly hit me. The blood, the corpses, the light. Someone was trying to use the dark arts, magic to hurt or kill someone. I have to stop this from continuing. I feel something breething down my neck. I turn around to see a lion, a cheata, and two jaguars."you have got to be kiding me". I saw that there eyes were an iregulare glowing shade of green. Someone was controling them. That explains the blood on the walls. People dont believe in the supernatural anymore. Not many people still believe in magic anymore. If they see magic they try to create some kind of reasonable explenation for what happened. Eventually they convince themselfes that it was all a dream. But magic still follows the laws of the universe. Anyway, cats have a great sence of hearing so I did the only thing a reasonable man would do. I reach into my coat and I set off my mickymouse alarm clock. I know what your thinking, why would I be carrieing around a micky mouse alarm clock, well, it makes a good distraction. I run into the chamber and I slam the door behind me."why did it have to be big cats" I turn to see a man in a black cloak towering over the little girl with a koukry knife in his right hand and an old book in his left. He stares at me with suprise and anger and says"you dare to-"I didnt even give him a chance, I tossed a coconut from my jacket right at his head. It hit home and he tumbled to the ground."Boyah!" I shouted in triumph. I run to the girlBound on the circle."dont worry kid, im going to get you out of here". I grab the discarded koukry and I start hacking at the binds holding the girl. She was scared and didnt know what to do. Finally I lift the girl onto my back and look around for another exit. The cloaked man began to stur."crap" I desided that my only way out was the way I came in."damit, now what do I do". I sigh,"I didnt think I would have to use these". I reach into my pocket and pull out four rings and put them on. I point the rings at the door and I call out "forzare!" A wave of force flies out of one of the rings, slaming into the door like an invisible wrecking ball sending the door and the cats behind it flying through the air. Time to go I thought. I ran and as I did I saw the lion started to get up. "Im glad I have a cat" I say to my self as I throw catnip behind me and run as fast as my legs can take me. When I make it out side I slam the gate shut, and I run to my car. Its nothing special, its an old, beat up volkswaggon bug, a blue one, or it used to be anyway. Ive gotten into alot of messes with the bug. Ive had it sent to the shop so many times that I lost count. Parts of the bug have been replaced with parts from other bugs. The hood is white, the left door is grey and the seats are torn apart and covered in cardboard and duct tape."get in" I say to the girl and she does. I close the door and turn the key. The bug sputteres but doesnt start."cmon dont do this to me now!". Itsputters to life and I start driving. After driving for half an hour I make it to the girls home and knock on the door. It opens revealing a woman of average hight and build, shoulderlength hair, and calm blue eyes."Shana!" she shouts as the little girl runs to her and hugs her weaping her name and huging the girl closely. She looks up at me and says"thank you so much for finding my daughter mr.jansen, It means so much to me."A weak later im sitting in my office waiting for a job to come up. My office is on the 13th floor of a buisiness building. The building rents out offices to people who have small buisneses. On the front door of my office on the stained glass are the words "Daniel Jansen, Wizard". Granted, not many people would believe me if I said I was a wizard, thede think im eather nuts or crazy.alot of people call and ask "are you for real?" and all kinds of ridicculase questions. But some times if people are desprerat enouph then they hire me, an old beat up wizard like me. Im about 57 years old and I look as though im only somewhere around 23 years old at least. The form of a short blocky man appeared on the other side of the fogged glass and then a nervous knock."come in" I call and as I say it the door opens showing a short man with blocky shoulders, a stained blue shirt, and short wire like brown hair. He looked nervous and scared and he looked like he hadn't slept in weeks... After this I haven't thought up of anything yet. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bury the year Posted November 1, 2012 Report Share Posted November 1, 2012 This would belong in Creative Writing, but since it doesn't meet the requirements (way too many spelling/grammar errors and under the minimum length) I'll LOCK it now and save you the trouble. Read the rules there and feel free to repost it when you've fixed it up. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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