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Chains held high « Thread Started on Feb 27, 2007, 7:20pm »
This is a purely made by Dranzer story, it's original in every sense, and is copyrighted...
Prologue:
"This is the world we live in today, apocalyptic, ravaged, desolate, is this truly what we have wished upon ourselves? Or Shall Mankind ever know the truth behind what has happened in this world...?"
The moon shone brightly on a lone temple hidden amongst hundreds of Leaves and bushes.
"The year is 2100; man has become more sparsely populated than they were in the 21st century, oh, what we wouldn't give to have those days back..."
The temple seemed to glisten, showing it was cyberly adept.
"My name is Kenta Shojimo, this is my account of when the world died..."
Joined: Feb 2007 Gender: Male Posts: 130 Location: Right here Karma: 8,388,607
Re: Chains held high « Reply #1 on Mar 17, 2007, 3:58pm »
Chains Held High I:Remember those days we used to dance around?
In a small Ballroom:
"Shall we take a waltz...?" said one man dressed in a tuxedo to a woman.
"Certainly..." The woman in a fancy dress said to the man. _________________________________________________________ In the temple:
"While these characters of the story may seem innocent their very lives lost would cost Earth it's own..." _________________________________________________________ Back in the small Ballroom:
"I've heard much about the army strengthening it's supplies one weapons. Do you think war will happen?" Asked the man.
"My father is uncertain of the government's plans at this time, okay Ryan?" The Woman said stepping with grace.
"No, Antoinette it's not, I must know why our country is interested in building weapons to harm innocents..." The man known as Ryan said in a left-out manner.
"The truth behind this must stay between us then, in reality, the government wishes to-" Antoinette was suddenly cut off.
Two small noises happened, suddenly, Ryan and the woman lie on the floor, dead.
A boy of about 15 entered the room with two guards as they looked through the ballroom's glass window to see a man with a silver rifle dart away from a small hill out in the estate surrounding the palace.
"Summon my father from his room at once, the Ardurens have both been killed..." the boy said pulling a small silver pistol out.