Power Mad: Chapter One - The Prophecy Problem
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mindcrackloveSo. A thing. First thing i've posted. Probably a bad idea to start with saladcrack, but whatever. Also, before you ask, there are some things i'm taking inspiration from Supernatural on. Because I want their car.
I'll go ahead and say who all is in this now I guesses. There's uus authors, Ratta, Seven, Goose, M, Alice, AJ, Yuna and Scott. Oh, hey Yuna. I sent you a message. Did you get it? I need to know what your character thinks is her best trait. But PM it to me.
Meg's POV
The museum's tour guide stopped in front of a glass case, inside which resided some writings in an obscure language. Shawn was bored out of his mind, but I had wanted to come here, so now we were here.
The tour guide started talking again. "These are some of the writings of Eathosti. These are actually the writings of his prophecy, also known as 'Earth Stood No More.' The exact words he used were ´He will thirst in the mountains while the leaves are turning.
The tormented hyena shall die during a storm before the coming of the leaves.
A betrayal will take place in the home of artifacts.
These are the seals. They will bring chaos to the world. You have been warned.'" She paused for dramatic effect. "Of course, Eathosti was a madman."
A man in the back of the group walked towards the front. He had green goggles and a red hard hat, with a red shirt and gray overalls. When he got close, the tour guide looked at him like she knew him well. They conversed softly for a minute...
And then he stabbed her in the stomach. Chaos broke out in the room. Everyone started running every direction. I just stood there, looking at the horrific sight before me.
The man raise his hands above his head. "I, lord Vechs, have fulfilled Eathosti's prophecy. I have gained the Power he tried to warn you of!"
Curious but wary, I drew my trusty Beretta 96 Brigadier - Marel - and stepped forward. Shawn tried to stop me, but I shook him off. My time in the military had toughened my nerves. "What power do you speak of?" I asked of Vechs.
He looked straight at me. Somehow, it seemed like he was staring into my soul. "The power to absorb a person's best trait. I would demonstrate, but I really must be going now." With that he turned and walked towards a window, which he proceeded to jump through.
Shawn ran up behind me, drawing his katana- Lazarus - from under his leather duster. "Meg, we should get out of here. The police'll be on their way, and they don't really like us." I nodded my agreement, but he stopped for a second. He walked over to the lady who had been stabbed. She had red hair and green eyes. He rested his sword over her wound for a few seconds and then stood up.
She sat bolt upright. His sword had been forged hundreds of years ago, and had the ability to revive the dead. She looked down at where her wound was, and back at Shawn. "What? But, I was-"
"There's no time for that." I told her. "I'm Meg, that's Shawn. You should come with us."
"I'm Aurey." She said. "Why should I trust you?"
Shawn took that one. "Because I just brought you back to life, and if i'm right, Vechs just set a spell on the whole world."
She got up, and followed us out, asking questions as we walked. "What? Magic is real? And what would this spell do?"
"I think," I started. "That anyone could steal someone else's skill, and that means that everyone is a potential target for murder. Once people figure it out."
===DERPYLINEBREAKISDERPY===
Shawn's POV
I lead Meg and Aurey out to the parking lot outside the museum. Meg had tucked Marel back into its place in her purse. I almost forgot that it's not normal to carry a katana drawn in public, but I managed to remember to put it away in its sheath under my jacket.
I ran up to the car, which was a '67 Impala, and popped the truck. "Meg." I called, and she tossed me Marel and a couple of knives, which I tucked into the secret compartment in the truck. I moved over to the passenger side door and got in, while Meg got in the driver's seat.
Aurey wasn't sure about us. That much I could tell from her expression. "Who are you guys? Most people don't carry weapons into a museum, unless it belongs there."
"Get in." I said. "We'll explain on the way out of town." She got in, and Meg started to drive. "We already told you our names, but not what we do for a living."
"We're assassins." Said Meg. "With a twist. We work for a group of assassins that dates back to 1500 B.C.. And they own and make enchanted weapons. We use those to hunt and kill anything we get paid to."
"Like what?" Asked Aurey.
"If you can think of it, we've probably killed one." I said. "Yes, that includes ghosts and stuff. But now our number one priority is Vechs. He has no idea what he's unleashed. Or maybe he does, in which case we're even more screwed than if it was just him."
===DERPYLINEBREAKISDERPY===
Scott's POV
At the time, I didn't know what was happening. I was just walking home from work and decided to turn down an alley way to save time. I figured that the "crime only happens in alley ways" cliche was, well, a cliche. I figured that I was just as likely to be mugged there as I was on the main road. Looking back, I can see that was a mistake. And it all happened in what seemed like the space of a second.
The moment I turned the corner, I saw a guy with a gun demanding a woman's purse. "C'mon lady. Give it to me and no one gets hurt."
Naturally, she said no. He shot her. Five. Times. I was shocked.
But, as they say, karma is... well, you know. She died, and as he turned to face me his hair turned jet black and grew to the same length as the woman's hair. While he was distracted with his hair, I used my special ability I was born with. I turned into a sheep. When he turned back, he didn't see me anymore and ran.
I don't know what happened to cause this, but my only thought was to gather my friends into a group that could protect itself so that we'd be safe from... people hunting for traits.
And that might have been a mistake.
I'll go ahead and say who all is in this now I guesses. There's uus authors, Ratta, Seven, Goose, M, Alice, AJ, Yuna and Scott. Oh, hey Yuna. I sent you a message. Did you get it? I need to know what your character thinks is her best trait. But PM it to me.
Meg's POV
The museum's tour guide stopped in front of a glass case, inside which resided some writings in an obscure language. Shawn was bored out of his mind, but I had wanted to come here, so now we were here.
The tour guide started talking again. "These are some of the writings of Eathosti. These are actually the writings of his prophecy, also known as 'Earth Stood No More.' The exact words he used were ´He will thirst in the mountains while the leaves are turning.
The tormented hyena shall die during a storm before the coming of the leaves.
A betrayal will take place in the home of artifacts.
These are the seals. They will bring chaos to the world. You have been warned.'" She paused for dramatic effect. "Of course, Eathosti was a madman."
A man in the back of the group walked towards the front. He had green goggles and a red hard hat, with a red shirt and gray overalls. When he got close, the tour guide looked at him like she knew him well. They conversed softly for a minute...
And then he stabbed her in the stomach. Chaos broke out in the room. Everyone started running every direction. I just stood there, looking at the horrific sight before me.
The man raise his hands above his head. "I, lord Vechs, have fulfilled Eathosti's prophecy. I have gained the Power he tried to warn you of!"
Curious but wary, I drew my trusty Beretta 96 Brigadier - Marel - and stepped forward. Shawn tried to stop me, but I shook him off. My time in the military had toughened my nerves. "What power do you speak of?" I asked of Vechs.
He looked straight at me. Somehow, it seemed like he was staring into my soul. "The power to absorb a person's best trait. I would demonstrate, but I really must be going now." With that he turned and walked towards a window, which he proceeded to jump through.
Shawn ran up behind me, drawing his katana- Lazarus - from under his leather duster. "Meg, we should get out of here. The police'll be on their way, and they don't really like us." I nodded my agreement, but he stopped for a second. He walked over to the lady who had been stabbed. She had red hair and green eyes. He rested his sword over her wound for a few seconds and then stood up.
She sat bolt upright. His sword had been forged hundreds of years ago, and had the ability to revive the dead. She looked down at where her wound was, and back at Shawn. "What? But, I was-"
"There's no time for that." I told her. "I'm Meg, that's Shawn. You should come with us."
"I'm Aurey." She said. "Why should I trust you?"
Shawn took that one. "Because I just brought you back to life, and if i'm right, Vechs just set a spell on the whole world."
She got up, and followed us out, asking questions as we walked. "What? Magic is real? And what would this spell do?"
"I think," I started. "That anyone could steal someone else's skill, and that means that everyone is a potential target for murder. Once people figure it out."
===DERPYLINEBREAKISDERPY===
Shawn's POV
I lead Meg and Aurey out to the parking lot outside the museum. Meg had tucked Marel back into its place in her purse. I almost forgot that it's not normal to carry a katana drawn in public, but I managed to remember to put it away in its sheath under my jacket.
I ran up to the car, which was a '67 Impala, and popped the truck. "Meg." I called, and she tossed me Marel and a couple of knives, which I tucked into the secret compartment in the truck. I moved over to the passenger side door and got in, while Meg got in the driver's seat.
Aurey wasn't sure about us. That much I could tell from her expression. "Who are you guys? Most people don't carry weapons into a museum, unless it belongs there."
"Get in." I said. "We'll explain on the way out of town." She got in, and Meg started to drive. "We already told you our names, but not what we do for a living."
"We're assassins." Said Meg. "With a twist. We work for a group of assassins that dates back to 1500 B.C.. And they own and make enchanted weapons. We use those to hunt and kill anything we get paid to."
"Like what?" Asked Aurey.
"If you can think of it, we've probably killed one." I said. "Yes, that includes ghosts and stuff. But now our number one priority is Vechs. He has no idea what he's unleashed. Or maybe he does, in which case we're even more screwed than if it was just him."
===DERPYLINEBREAKISDERPY===
Scott's POV
At the time, I didn't know what was happening. I was just walking home from work and decided to turn down an alley way to save time. I figured that the "crime only happens in alley ways" cliche was, well, a cliche. I figured that I was just as likely to be mugged there as I was on the main road. Looking back, I can see that was a mistake. And it all happened in what seemed like the space of a second.
The moment I turned the corner, I saw a guy with a gun demanding a woman's purse. "C'mon lady. Give it to me and no one gets hurt."
Naturally, she said no. He shot her. Five. Times. I was shocked.
But, as they say, karma is... well, you know. She died, and as he turned to face me his hair turned jet black and grew to the same length as the woman's hair. While he was distracted with his hair, I used my special ability I was born with. I turned into a sheep. When he turned back, he didn't see me anymore and ran.
I don't know what happened to cause this, but my only thought was to gather my friends into a group that could protect itself so that we'd be safe from... people hunting for traits.
And that might have been a mistake.
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Date: Thursday, September 4th, 2014 03:24 am (UTC)As I recall, this used to be in third person :P
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Date: Thursday, September 4th, 2014 03:41 am (UTC)Who can? Rules are for suckers. Hehehe! But really, all the story. I needs it.
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Date: Friday, September 5th, 2014 03:11 am (UTC)At least until Sam installed an iPod jack. Poor Dean. (Are you a Supernatural fan or am I talking to a brick wall?)
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Date: Thursday, September 4th, 2014 11:16 am (UTC)i didnt get your message..
But ohdannnggggg dis AU is cool
Jdhsjsbbsss
Yea.. Imma PM u Mai best Trait
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Date: Thursday, September 4th, 2014 07:49 pm (UTC)I'm so happy I was introduced like that!
Sheep shape shifting is pretty amazing, and I would have attacked that dude, but way too risky! Amiright? I'm not exactly the one who deals justice, that's what people like Ratt are for.
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Date: Friday, September 5th, 2014 03:14 am (UTC)Glad you enjoyed though
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Date: Thursday, September 4th, 2014 11:35 pm (UTC)I really like the concept for this story, looking forward to reading the rest. :D
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Date: Friday, September 5th, 2014 03:15 am (UTC)Glad you enjoy
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Date: Friday, September 5th, 2014 12:54 am (UTC)You used my full name. Please don't do that. I prefer Meg.
Second, there's no H in my name :P
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