Out of the Ash. (Invite Only)

Vexar · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Vexar** on Sat Dec 08, 2007 10:11 pm

The nations of the western world were at constant war. The eastern world simply supplied and fueled this ongoing war. One side of the world pitted in darkness, the other was in an ongoing stride upwards. It seemed the fighting would never end with the backing of a neutral empire fueling it. One western kingdom wizened up a fair amount and decided to launch an attack on the eastern world, using the flags of their enemies. It was this small event that unleashed a darkness so vast, the world would be consumed by it.

There was no escape from terror, you were for one side or the other. One wrong choice meant death. It seemed like all happiness had been scourged from the land. There had been many inside attacks on the eastern kingdom, they barely left a mark. One of these attacks caught a small village in the middle of its crossfire.

It was late in the night, a chill was glued to the air. Maliki was up due to his normal nightmares. He had never been able to sleep for long. He was a young man, only seventeen years old. Maliki had dark brown, shoulder length, hair. It was in a mess from him just waking up. He had only managed to be in some loose cloth clothing. His eyes were a light emerald, with a sunburst of yellow around the pupils. He was rather light skinned, even for his normal outdoors activities.

There was a light crackling at first, a snap and a pop. He had thought it was the fireplace. He peered his long neck around the corner, the fireplace wasn’t lit. He was tall for his age, his long strides took him to the door quickly. There was a glow behind a nearby house. Screaming could be heard now. His heart skipped a beat, letting his stomach loose in his gut. It felt like time slowed down, another blaze lit. He could now see figures on horseback rushing into the town.

-Thud-thadum, thud-thadum- A horse was galloping somewhere close. -Thwack!- Everything was dark.

Slowly, Maliki opened his eyes. Everything was a blur, there was a horrid charred stench in the air. His heart raced. He began a blurry journey around the moonlit grounds. He studied himself shortly, he had soot all over him. There were glows still, evidence of fires still burning. His vision slowly came back to him. He tried to search for someone, anyone.

Angel_Melfina · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Angel_Melfina** on Mon Dec 17, 2007 6:56 pm

Sunomi tossed and turned in her sleep. She dreamt of freedom, of a world that was void of smoke, hatred, and weapons. She found herself in a field of flowers, plucking at them playfully, not a care in the world. The sky was blue, there was a slight breeze, and a small village was just barely in sight on the horizon.

BANG BANG BANG

Her ears heard it but her brain did not.

Sunomi began to weave a crown of flowers for herself. She'd make one for her grandmother, too. Her favorite color was pink, so she would love this. She could almost feel the soft petals between her fingers as she wove the plants together...The thin stems gentle in her hands...

BANG BANG BANG

The sound registered more this time, but there wouldn't be a third time. The front door slammed open. Sunomi was on the other side of the house, but she could still hear the slamming and stomping of metal-clad boots. She sat up quickly. Screams of her grandmother echoed through the thin walls. Sunomi didn't know what to do...She just sat there, frozen with terror, clenching her blanket in her white fists.

The footsteps and screams stopped abruptly for just a moment. There was complete silence within the house. Sunomi's eyes darted from one side of the room to the other, quickly trying to look for something that would tell her what to do. Chairs, a table, toys, a chest...nothing.

The footsteps began again, and they were headed straight for her door, quick and ruthless in their movement. Sunomi began to breath heavily, her heart pumping wildly. Her door flung open, one of the hinges coming loose. Even amongst the ruckus of the door, all she could hear were the screws falling to the hardwood floor.

Black.

Vexar · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Vexar** on Thu Jan 03, 2008 1:22 pm

"Wake up." He shook the girl loose of her house's remains. "Come on, not another one, get up girl!" He shook her a bit more. Beginning to assume the worst had already happened. "Wake up!" He quickly smacked at her cheek, hoping this would do the trick. It wasn't hard, just a light slap. He kept allowed his eyes to jump around him, he stayed watchful of his surroundings now.

As he fought to bring her to, he noticed a dropped sword on the ground next to him, under some rubble. He snatched it up with his free hand. After an attack like this he didn't know what he would need. He wondered, in the back of his mind, who would have done this. Why would anyone have wanted to do such a thing, he thought. He looked back down to the girl. Shaking her once more in trial, before he moved on. "Come on, please..."

Angel_Melfina · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Angel_Melfina** on Fri Jan 04, 2008 7:42 am

Sunomi's body twitched as her mind drowned in memories of her life. Is this it? she thought to herself, sure that she was swirling in the vortex leading to the afterlife. She saw her grandmother in her mind, her smile interrupted by the piercing shrills that had echoed through the house before she was slain. Grandmother...Sunomi mumbled, reaching out. Grandmother, no...Grandmother...

"NO!" Sunomi sat up quickly, her heart fluttering like the wings of a hummingbird. She dug at her chest with her right hand as if trying to reach in and calm her beating organ herself; it felt like it was going to burst straight out of her ribcage. After a few deep breaths, she finally realized she was in the arms of a young man, who appeared to be rather startled by her outburst. She examined him quickly, trying to decide whether he was good or bad. Her sapphire eyes were immediately drawn to his left hand, where he held a dirty sword. It was covered in rubble, but small glints of metal still managed to reflect bits of light. She immediately scrambled backwards away from him when she saw the weapon, clumsily getting to her feet.

"Who are you?!" she yelled as she moved her right hand from her chest to her head, trying to relieve the dizziness that was overtaking her brain.

Vexar · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Vexar** on Fri Jan 04, 2008 10:34 am

The sword grinded through the sand as the young man stood up. “When you wake up from death you don’t scream!” He said, his heart jumping back into the fray. “I’m Maliki, it doesn’t matter who we are right now. We need out of here, buildings are still burning.” He quickly reached down and jerked her by the hand. He made sure they would get out of their fast. He pulled her close to him as they ran to a dark section of woods. The faster he tried to run, the slower things became.

He saw a man on horse back, a hammer toward his skull.

Maliki pushed forward faster, jerking the young girl around more.

The hammer reeled back into the dark of midnight.

He shook his head, the tears were unable to escape.

It swung down, unleashing it’s fury on his skull. Somehow Maliki stood there, he looked down. His father lay convulsing in front of him.

He lost his footing on an old, soggy, root. His body floated for just a moment as he let go of the girl.

He looked back up to the man, knowing his fathers sacrifice. He yelled, “You will be dead!” A chill rose within Maliki that was the seed of fury. It was the kernel of revenge. It was the essence of fate.

His body hit the ground, rolling for a moment. He ended up on his back. He looked up at the trees, barely shrugging in the wind. They did not care for the worries of men. The moon still shown through the holes in the canopy above. Maliki laid quietly, gazing up, the sword feet away from him in the dirt.

Angel_Melfina · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Angel_Melfina** on Mon Feb 11, 2008 4:36 pm

"What are you--HEY!" she screamed as he grabbed her, dragging her with him into the woods.

"Who do you think you are?!" Sunomi attempted to pry at Maliki's hand to make him let go of her, but it was a sad attempt due to the fast and vigorous pace in which he was pulling her. He never answered her questions so she succumbed herself to any fate in which the boy had destined for her. Her weak legs kept up as much as they could, skipping steps every few feet in the confusion of the run. Trees rushed past them in a blur, making Sunomi's head spin more than it already was. The trees grew taller and thicker the deeper they went into the woods, light slowly fading through the growing canopy of grandfather trees.

Sunomi shook her head when she felt water hit her cheeks, flushed with red from the running. Rain? she thought. She looked to the sky and saw no droplets falling from through the tiny crevices between the old trees. She looked to the boy dragging her, his body twisting and turning with the harsh movements of his run. Tears.

Before she had a chance to react, Maliki was propelled into the air in front of her, falling with a loud THUD onto the forest floor. She covered her mouth in horror at the event, standing several feet away from him in shock. Finally, she regained her senses enough and ran to his side, collapsing onto her knees beside him.

"Ma...Maliki! Are you alright?" She gently lifted his head and set it in her lap. "Is anything broken? Where does it hurt?" She frantically scanned all over his body, not really sure what she was looking for.

Vexar · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Vexar** on Thu Jul 31, 2008 9:53 pm

A final tear fell from his eyes. This would be the last bit of sorrow he’d allow his mind to have. The tear rolled down his cheek, it grew hot. It boiled as it graced his ear. When the salty drop absorbed into the soil, it was not a tear of sorrow; it had become an ocean of rage. Maliki’s own rage now dispersed into the earth under his head.

He didn’t know the young girl’s name; he did have a question for her. “Did you see the beasts that did this? Do you know who did this?” His voice wasn’t suited for his age; it was deep now, low. He breathed in; there was a fire in his lungs. He coughed and lurched up, smoke bellowed out. Even this far into the woods, he could see the glow of cinder and taste the malice of smoke.

He tried to stand up, without the aid of the nameless girl; the one he so desperately tried to rescue. His attempt to stand up failed him. He thudded back to the wet earth below him.

Angel_Melfina · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Angel_Melfina** on Fri Aug 01, 2008 9:32 am

Warm swells emitted from her own eyes as she looked down at Maliki, watching one single tear travel down his face. She tried to blink back her own tears but all realization of her losses suddenly poured in, revealing themselves in the form of salty rivers falling down her tanned face. Sunomi had just lost her parents to the wars that were constantly raging around the planet. Her grandmother had brought her to this small village in hopes of a new life, and a good new life it turned out to be. She had barely had a chance to meet anyone--

Maliki's tone of voice brought Sunomi back to the present. It was dark and ominous, and wiped clean the sadness the young girl had on her face. Fear no longer emitted from the boy's fallen figure; it had been replaced with rage. Sunomi hesitated in answering Maliki's question; she feared sounding dumb and useless after he had just spend his time and effort saving her life.

"I didn't see them myself...I just remember my door slamming open, and that was it. Everything went black..." Her accent made it obvious that she was not from the east. She had attempted to mask it before, but had made no effort to try now. Her small hand moved on its own accord, silently finding the sword her new friend had dropped before. Her fingers traced the designs on the hilt, while her mind struggled to see a face. "I can't remember a face...But they must be from the west. Why would they come here? Why our small village?"

Sunomi attempted to help Maliki up when he tried to stand, but failed to react in time. He collapsed onto the damp ground once more, knocking Sunomi back onto her behind. She brushed her dirty soot-stained hair out of her face, the delicate blonde curls barely visible, and got to her feet, reaching a hand out to Maliki.

Vexar · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Vexar** on Tue Aug 12, 2008 3:46 pm

"Maybe for the same reason you came here..." His ears detected the change of her voice. He looked up to Sunomi and reached out for her. He wasn't sure whether he needed her help or not. Maliki was sure not to make her feel useless though. He scanned the surroundings for a glint of steel, the weapon he had previously, to no avail.

"It's no longer important why they did it. We must find them either way." Maliki kicked at the brush around him. "I know of a town not too far from here. My father takes..." His voice drifted for a bit. "Took me there once a month." He looked back to Sunomi. "Pray for it to be there." He had yet to learn her name, but that was in the back of his mind at this point in time. "I don't want us to stay in these valleys for a long period of time...I'm afraid the wars are coming to us..." His voice trailed off in thought this time. He knew such facts from his father. He had been ex-military. He was a hero to Maliki, no greater a man could have lived...

Angel_Melfina · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Angel_Melfina** on Wed Aug 13, 2008 7:47 am

"The same reason I came here? But..." Sunomi trailed off as she helped Maliki to his feet, her voice getting lost in the rest of his words as he continued speaking. "I...I'm sorry about your father," she finally managed to get out, lifting the sword that her hands had found on their own before. She examined it for a moment in peace, waiting for the boy to look to her. When he finally did, his eyes told her that the moment of silence was over. With a crooked smile, Sunomi lifted the hilt of the sword up for Maliki to take.

"My name is Sunomi." Pushing off the ground, the soot-covered girl got to her feet, dusting herself off in a sad attempt to look a little nicer. "Yes, I'm from the west, but I came here to escape the horrible things that were happening there." Dirty legs carried the girl to a thick tree a few feet away from where she'd been standing. Her small hand caressed the bark on the old tree as if trying to learn it's life story. It must have been at least a hundred years old, as it stood tall above the rest of the forest around them. Sunomi faced the village in which they had just fled, almost as if she was trying to secure the few memories she had there. Fresh tears rolls down her stained face as she thought of her grandmother, and then her parents. Turning on her heal, she faced Maliki.

"How about that new town?"

Vexar · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Vexar** on Wed Aug 13, 2008 9:22 am

His few last responses were the beginning of a long night ahead. Maliki tried to be delicate with his wording to her. "Maybe their escape is this..." "As I am sorry for your loved ones..." "Yes, if it is still there..." The words came all to natural. They echoed the walls of his mouth, and drifted out without meaning. He had been happy to recieve the sword. Out of the many words that floated through the cool night air, a soft "Sunomi, glad to know you." Was followed by an "At least we aren't alone in this." He meant to say at least they had eachother, instead of no one at all.

He had stayed awake all night, even throughout the rest he forced Sunomi to agree to. He should have drifted to sleep as well. The morning fog was as thick as the evening smoke, as if it followed them to remind them of their ashened past. As the new sun brought it's hazed light to the forest, he decided to stretch. He stood, his feet brushed the wet leaves along the ground. He retrieved his sword from the side of the tree that he rested at. "Sunomi, we must continue on." He didn't repeat himself. His eyes shifted towards her as he waited for response.

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