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| Fusion 1999; An attempt at Fanfic | |
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| Topic Started: May 10 2006, 01:21 AM (7,349 Views) | |
| Sentenal | Jan 13 2008, 02:36 PM Post #616 |
When you can't make them see the light, make them feel the heat.
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Yes, another chapter! Good stuff Kamai. |
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| Tiaro | Jan 13 2008, 06:04 PM Post #617 |
 
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I heart <3 you. XP Now go back to me! >=3 *shot* |
Brawl code: 1118-0273-4847
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| Ryotaro Dojima | Jan 14 2008, 01:26 AM Post #618 |
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Hey I got a cameo |
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| +Hollie | Jan 14 2008, 01:00 PM Post #619 |
Resident Brit
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FUCK YEAH IT MATTERED Har. Nice work, Kam. |
Known as Haar on Brand of Flame. Bitch.  Formerly Margaret Thatcher, Aleksandr | |
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| Kamaitachi | Mar 10 2008, 02:22 AM Post #620 |
Classy
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Chapter...I'm trying so hard to finish this. When the light cleared, all that remained on the ground was a smoking skeleton, it's mouth curved into an eerie smile. Above it towered Sentenal, its killer, glaring coldly down at it. "You were like a father to him!" a shrill voice screeched through the air, causing him to wince, turning his disdainful glance in the direction of the new sound. "And to me, he was nothing." Dragon Sniper's jaw dropped. This startled her in a many new ways. She had been raised to think that Sentenal did not care for her in any way, and yet, somehow it hurt her to hear this. Emotions were complicated beasts. She had sworn she never had them to begin with...but sure enough, they surged within her. Betrayal, Anger, Disgust, Sorrow...these all replaced what was formerly the mere act of carrying out her orders. "He was..." she stammered, blinking away her tears "he was..." "insignificant" Sentenal flicked a strand of hair from his eyes. "He was my friend." Dragon Sniper sank to her knees. "He was my friend..." "Funny." her former boss's face etched a hint of amusement "You never spoke outside of missions, you never interacted save for the act of killing...how can you consider someone like that a friend?" "He just was." Her head swam with a thousand thoughts. It hadn't been this complicated before...why only now? "Well, then allow me the honor of sending you to meet your friend in hell." Sentenal gave a gentlemanly bow, raising his swords back up into the air, pointing them at the battered Water Master and Forest Master. "There are only two of you here...Reaver should've finished with the others by now." "I'll kill you." Slowly, water began to seep up from the ground. "You'll what now? I hardly think that possible." Sentenal sneered. Lowering her head, Dragon Sniper continued to mutter...curses..most likely. She hit her hands on the ground in as low, rhythmic pattern. "Hitting the earth will do you no good, it's soon to be gone anyways." She ignored him, pounding the ground slowly, steadily. The slow thudding of her small hands against the ground was faint, but not gentle. Sentenal watched curiously, as if the formerly emotionless girl were simply gather up her anger through the ground. He listened intently as the beating got faster, and faster, like a heart keying itself up. Faster, faster, and faster still she punched the ground, blooding starting to stream from her scraped knuckles, mixing with the water in the ground. She reared back her head, opened her mouth wide and... No sound came. Her face was a twisted mask of agony, distorted into the appearance of a terrified scream...but it was just an appearance. Tears streamed down her face as she howled in silence. Sentenal couldn't help but take a step back. Despite the lack of sound, he suddenly felt a twinge of what must've been...fear. The girl before him seemed to calm after a moment, hanging her head again, while slowly, shakily standing. "I'll kill you" she whispered. The man before her, probably a few heads taller than her, and quite possibly infinitely more powerful than her stepped back again. Never had he felt such venom in a voice...it wasn't even her own anymore. She raised her head, her normally calm eyes maddened and bloodshot with rage bored into his head. "I'll kill you." She whispered again...followed by: "Help me Harem..." "W-what's Harem got to do with it?" Sentenal stuttered, taken a back, and not at all liking the sense of dread slowly clawing at his heart. "Y-you...you can't do anything to me." His voice shook. The noble, baritone reached a quavering falsetto...terrified as a small child's. Slowly, the vice on his heart seemed to close, spreading out across his body. "What're you doing...Stop! STOP!" he attempted to raise his sword, but found his body was no longer listening. "He got you" Dragon Sniper growled. "What do you mean?" "Chi lock." he heard Bryars mutter. "He injected you with his Chi...and its now controlling yours..." Sentenal suddenly clenched his stomach and fell forward, coughing violently, spluttering wildly as his eyes rolled from the sudden sensation. His two enemies looked on as two blue spikes protruded from his back, arching upwards until they unfolded into two beautiful wings. Sentenal threw himself upwards, leaning back so that his head faced the sky, a look of horror written all over his face. The blue wings folded forwards, wrapping themselves around him in a tight cocoon. "I'll kill you" Dragon Sniper repeated, louder this time. "I'll kill you." Louder still. Again and again she repeated her simple mantra, working herself up with each repetition. At the end, she screamed once again. Long tendrils of water rose up into the air, dyed red from the water master's own blood. They shot upwards, streaking up into the air in shimmering crimson strings, before arcing back down towards the wing-cocoon. Repeatedly they stapped through, over and over and over, until every millimeter of Sentenal's body had been run through. And to ensure the deed was done, Dragon Sniper clenched her fist tight, each droplet of water beging to whirl around its neighbor, forming a thousand oscillating blades embedded all through Sentenal's body. A gurgling scream of agony ensued briefly, before the entire cavalcade burst upwards in a horrible fountain of blood, flying high into the sky. Dragon Sniper and Bryars stood there, staring at the empty space where their enemy remained, as the beautiful red drops of rain fell around them. "Is it over?" Bryars asked after a moment. "Subject: Sentenal" Dragon Sniper stood, staring blankly for a moment, before allowing herself the slightest of smiles "Subject: Sentenal has been eliminated." |
   
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| Rin | Mar 10 2008, 02:27 AM Post #621 |
TOTALLY A MAN
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OMG IT LIVES!!! And amazingly so <3 Yeah that's right Sentanoob, feel death :angry: Also, Harem was inside Sentenal, rofl. |
 Av and Sig were definitely not made by Pendant or fez. | |
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| +Hollie | Mar 10 2008, 11:19 AM Post #622 |
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We all know Harem wants to be inside Sentenal. Anyway, good chapter. You really should update more often. 
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Known as Haar on Brand of Flame. Bitch. Formerly Margaret Thatcher, Aleksandr | |
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| Kamaitachi | Mar 10 2008, 02:30 PM Post #623 |
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I'm almost done, I'm almost done. I think at the current rate of one update every two months I'll be done by the end of the year. Or maybe...maybe...maybe this weekend? |
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| Dragon_Sniper | Mar 10 2008, 03:43 PM Post #624 |
mmmmmmmatt cassel
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I love you, Kamai dearest. <3 Nice update. That would be awesome if you finished it this weekend~ |
 They like me! They really like me! (And Hakado! :D) | |
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| Sentenal | Mar 10 2008, 08:42 PM Post #625 |
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When you can't make them see the light, make them feel the heat.
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wtf that was a gay way to die. Disappointed >( |
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| Dragon_Sniper | Mar 10 2008, 08:44 PM Post #626 |
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mmmmmmmatt cassel
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I'll kill you. |
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They like me! They really like me! (And Hakado! :D) | |
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| Sentenal | Mar 10 2008, 09:08 PM Post #627 |
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When you can't make them see the light, make them feel the heat.
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I wanted to die in some epic 5v1 or something. Not Harem unplugging my controller, and then DS falcon-punching me. But on the positive side, this thing is finally getting close to finishing 
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| +Reaver | Mar 10 2008, 09:13 PM Post #628 |
Troll
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A bit anti-climactic, but not a bad chapter. |
Favorite Staffer Summer 2008 -- Send me a Personal Message | |
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| Kamaitachi | Jan 8 2009, 04:49 PM Post #629 |
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Chapter...zomg it's still alive, but not for nominations sake. aka Chapter Hollie Reminded me that I still had this fic and it totally needed to end at some point. Oh. Epilogue. Right. Epilogue "You really need to stop trying to walk. You realize between breaking your legs and using plants to replace them, you've essentially made yourself a parallelogram." Tiara chided softly. She walked slowly, holding onto the handles of a wheelchair. It's occupant grumbled, adjusting his glasses as he sulked into the chair. "How're you supposed to work in a restaurant in a wheelchair." Bryars rested his hand on one side. "I mean, you can't do anything if you can't even walk the dishes around" Tiara leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "I'm in charge of this here restaurant, and you're going to be my new office boy." turning a corner, she wheeled him into the kitchen office, settling him right in front of a desk. "A year ago, you know, we fighting to save the world. Is this what I'm reduced to?" Bryars bemoaned his mundane fate, but as he watched Tiara turn the corner to go back into the restaurant, he allowed himself a smile. "Worth it. Completely worth it." * * * "Look who's here to visit!" Crysta's head snapped up from her desk, where evidently she'd fallen asleep in a pile of paperwork. "Whaha...wahambasma..." she slurred. Her eyes focused slowly, and before her stood Hollie and Andras, the former holding a little bundle in her arms. "Ohhaiguys..." "Late night." Andras looked about the room, nodding slowly. "We all thought it was funny that you never gave up bounty hunting." "Pays the bills." she stood, moving to embrace her friends. "And how're you, Grace?" The little bundle peeked up at Crysta, gurgling unintelligibly. "I feel ya, kiddo, I feel ya." "Doctor says she's probably going to be a fire adept, just like her old dad." Andras beamed. "Isn't she beautiful?" "Absolutely" Crysta smiled. "Bree, c'mon in. Hollie and Andras are here to visit." The door to the backroom opened. Clad in a completely white dress and sunglasses, the former Light Mistress of the seals stepped out into the room. "Your eyes still haven't healed?" Hollie frowned. "No, not fully. And I don't think they ever will." Bree motioned with her new arm as well "Not to mention, this prosthetic isn't very useful either. But I get by where I can." "Sure was nice of Crysta to get you a job here, too." "It's just filing and cleaning, but hey, at least I have a job." Bree sighed and sat down, motioning to Grace. "How is she?" "She's fine," Hollie smiled, "She's just fine. And thanks to you guys, she has a world with which to grow up safely in." "Let's not forget, 10 or so generations from now, your line will be involved in the Apocalyptic War." Crysta sighed, a hint of sadness crossing her eyes. "Someone's going to have to repeat everything we did last year." "But we know they win." Hollie held her baby close. "We know they do. So for at least a thousand years, the world is safe." "We'll just have to jump off that bridge when we get to it" Andras added in sagely. "Oh, before I forget, Hollie and I brought tacos. Mexican anyone?" "Soja did always love those tacos." the icemistress picked up her taco, smiling sadly at it. There was a soft moment of silence. "It's like we said" Bree chimed in softly "Let us honour and protect the memories of our friends." Everyone nodded quietly in assent, before turning their attentions to the feast before them. * * * Her blue hair had grown out considerably in the last year. It was probably waist length by now. Sitting atop a little fence, she looked down at the gravestones that she liked to visit once in awhile. Each one of them had a weapon placed into the ground over it, just like the warriors of old. Her eyes looked down and counted them all out. Scythe, Chakram, A razor playing card, a spear, a giant axe, a pair of gauntlets.sansetsukon, a rapier, a pair of daggers on a long chain, a nodachi style katana, and a great zweihander looking sword. At the last grave, she saw no great weapon, but a single bell hanging from the ornate cross by what appeared to be a very thin string. Gazing upon the last one, she smiled, placing a gentle finger on the bell tied in her hair. Slowly, she pulled out a pack of cigarettes. Toying with the case for a moment, she withdrew a single one and placed it to her lips. Striking a match, she lit it up, inhaling softly. She held the smoke in her mouth for a moment... ...and immediately began to cough violently. It felt like her throat was tearing itself apart, and her lungs were screaming for the vile stuff to be out of her system altogether. She gracefully/not-so-gracefully fell from her perch, angrily throwing the pack and lit cigarette at the grave with the bell. "The hell! You wanted me to start doing this if you died? Forget it." Dragon Sniper stood up, brushing off her uniform in a huff. In the distance, she heard a class bell chiming. "Whatever. Time for school. I'll see you tomorrow." She turned to go, but for a minute, stopped. Turning back again, she formed one of her trademark tonfa in her hand, and placed in gently underneath the bell. "See you tomorrow." she repeated softly. * * *The End*** |
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| Feez | Jan 8 2009, 05:04 PM Post #630 |
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Hey man, nice to see a fic actually get an ending around here. I haven't read all of this but maybe sometime in the future I will. |
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