Vengeance, I'm trying my hand at this thing Options

[Soulseeker3.0]

Well yeah, I got bored one day and started writing this up... I think i'm going pretty strong. My only downfall is I can't type so, if you like it there might be some delaye in the later updates, have fun.

Oh and this is fairly short... I don't havbe the patience to sit and type three paragraphs like Trey does (that is a weird compliment to you guys who type that much)

INTRODUCTION

Ty awoke to a low thundering noise and looked out his window to see dirt and dust billowing up on the horizon. Ty rubbed his eyes to look again and his mother burst into the room looking around frantically. Ty glanced out the window to see dark figures on the horizon take shape.

“Hey mommy what’s-”

“Hurry dear, come here.”

His mom pulled Ty through the house and Ty was starting to get scared. “Mommy, were is dadda? I’m scared.” Ty started crying and his mom picked him up. “Its okay, daddy’s with all the other men and they are going to protect us.”

“The peoples in black?”

“Yes, so we are going to be really quiet and hide.” Ty started to stop crying and nodded.

Ty’s mom took him to the basement wee they hid under a blanket waiting, just sitting there waiting. Waiting for Ty’s dad to call down the stairs. Ty laid there in his mother’s lap for what seemed like an eternity. Eventually he heard the door open, but something didn’t feel right. The sounds were rough and the smell was horrible. Ty peeked out of a hole in the rugged blanket and saw a group of men looking around.

Ty gasped and one of the men turned his head in Ty’s direction. The man moved closer and Ty grabbed his mother, who was trying to comfort him. The man’s hand seemed to hover over the blanket and the blanket was wrenched off and the man grunted, a signal to his comrades. Ty looked from his mom to the man and his mom was shaking her head and the men were smiling.

One of the men tore Ty away while the other two held her back. The one man looked over Ty and the only thing he said was “not worth it” and he threw Ty across the room. Ty hit his head on the wall and started to lose consciousness. He heard his mom scream and the men laugh. “No! Get off! Get off!” But the only answer was more laughter and Ty blacked out completely.

---Well the next update might throw you off but if you think about it, it should make since. Cheers

This post has been edited by Soulseeker3.0: Apr 14 2006, 02:25 AM

[Soulseeker3.0]

Two things to say...

1) Sorry (again)

2) It's Christmas in July. Enjoy

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Ty slowly because aware of his surroundings and quickly came to the conclusion that he, quite frankly, felt like compassion. As he stared at the ceiling through groggy eyes, he moaned.

“Oh goddess, the hell am I-”

Ty twitched and vomited into a well-placed bucket. A thin man leaning up against the wall looked up from cleaning his nails with his knife and laughed.

He called out the door, “Well Miss, ‘E iz back to the land of the living, but still looks like compassion.”

The man kicked himself off of the wall and walked out of the room. When Ty looked up from the bucket he saw The Rogue standing in the doorway looking down at him.

“Crap.” Ty looked around, “Where the hell did I put my-” Ty looked under the sheets, “Clothes!?”

The Rogue took a seat in the chair near the dresser across the room. “Humph, well, you’re welcome. You weren’t in to good of a condition when we found you. By the way, your armor is in the wardrobe and everything else is sitting on the dresser.” She pointed to the wardrobe and dresser respectively.

“Uh, yeah, thanks, but what happened?” Ty moved and got into a more sitting position on the bed, “All I remember is these two guys offered me a drink, or two.”

The Rogue just looked at Ty with a blank face and shook her head, “Wow, you didn’t grow up here in town did you?”

“No… I grew up in the middle of nowhere.”

“Figured, because you got conned by two bastards who have apparently decided that our group’s ground is easy picking.” The Rogue growled and clenched her fist

“Uh-huh… yeah… well, thanks again, but I didn’t catch-” Ty started but the door was abruptly opened as Dozer stuck his head into the room.

Dozer gave Ty a quick glance but then turned to the Rogue. “Sorry Miss, but Blaine is coming to see ya.”

She brought her fist to her face and grimaced as it hit, “By the goddess, damn. Not like I have much choice.”

Dozer carefully closed the door only to have it be thrown open with such force that Ty was surprised it hadn’t shattered on impact with the stone wall behind it.

An older slim man, Ty assumed to be in his late forties, immediately followed the door and stepped into the middle of the room.

The Man, whom Ty assumed to be Blaine, had his light brown hair pulled back into a pony tail so that it came down to his shoulders.

“Dam-it Dalave! You can’t bring people here!”

The Rouge, Dalave, rose to confront the infuriated Blaine. “Come off it boss, He was out until only a tick or two ago. ‘Sides.” Dalave forced herself to finish, “’Sides, I owe him.”

Blaine looked at Dalave with a raised eye and leaned up against the wardrobe door.

Dalave, still hesitant in telling that she made a mistake, continued slowly, “You remember the night of the festival? I decided to see what I couldn’t pick-up before I came back so I decided to filch something from a harmless traveler. Instead, I ran into him,” Dalave pointed at Ty in the bed. “He set up a small camp off the side of the road and I couldn’t resist.”

Dalave had worked her way back to the seat near the dresser and she sat down, resting her hands on the arm rests. “I must have had more of that Crispen Ale then I thought. I was digging through his rut sack faster then I usually would and made a bit more noise. So, naturally, he woke up and…” Dalave trailed off.

But apparently Blaine had heard enough for he looked over at Ty and threw his arms up in the air. “That still doesn’t excuse you to bring him into the base! I don’t care who they are or what they’ve done for you. For all we know he could be a bloody spy from none other than His Majesty, the King.”

Blaine said those last words with such disgust Ty almost covered his mouth for fear of catching the disease.

“Or he could even just be a thief that wants all the reward with no work, pah, the coward.”

Ty sat up in bed and called out to defend himself, “Sir, I’m ri-”

“Shut up you.” Blaine shoved a finger in Ty’s direction but returned his flaming brown eyes to Dalave, “Dalave, either you get rid of him, or I will get rid of you.”

Dalave clenched her fists and seemed to grow at least double in size when she rose to Blaine. “WHAT!? You can’t do that to me! You seem to forget who pulls the most to keep this operation up and running!”

Ty shrunk back into the bed preparing for a fight. Blaine, on the other hand, seemed unfazed by Dalave’s rage and returned her tone, “And you seem to have forgotten who is in charge of this operation. I may have given you a longer leash then the others but it is still precisely that. A LEASH! One that I can shorten. At will.”

Blaine quickly composed himself and right before Dalave was about to burst he added more wood to Dalave’s already growing temper. “Besides, that new recruit shows promise.”

“Khadgar!? He has less brains then the short end of the stick!”

“That may be so, but he is nearly as good as you are. But he can follow the rules better. You have three candlemarks to get rid of him,” Blaine jerked his head in Ty’s direction, “out of here.”

Blaine then turned and then left the room as quickly as he came, and before Dalave could sit back down, they heard Blaine rebuking some other person down the hall.

“compassion.” Dalave collapsed into the chair and bit her lip.

After staring at her for a few moments, Ty found his voice. “Erm, I can leave. I don’t really want to be here anyhow. Now if I could just get my clothes.”

Looking up at Ty, Dalave had a slight smirk on her face, “You really amaze me, ‘cuz you just don’t get it. I have to kill you or leave.”

Ty’s face when as pale as the sheet his was grasping onto. “Oh.”

“Yeah, I mean, I guess I could kill you, but if you really are- Dozer!”

It seemed that Dozer stepped into the room even before Dalave called his name, “Yes Miss?”

“I want you to gather the squad, get them all in here.”

Dozer nodded and left to room, closing the door behind him. Once the door was closed, a slender chick with long dirty blonde hair appeared in one of the corners of the room.
The lady moved over to Dalave’s chair and asked, “So what are we going to do now Dalave?”

Dalave didn’t even have to look up, “Hmph, I should have known you would have been here. Well, WE aren’t doing anything, I’m taking my leave. Heh, ‘sides, Blaine was starting to piss me off.”