Anime King
Mercury
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INTRODUCTION
Dear diary,
I was just thinking my day couldn’t get any worse when the back wall of the principal’s office exploded and a naked woman lunged at me. Maybe for some people that would be a welcome advance, but, well, I’m a straight girl who just didn’t need anymore craziness at that point in her life.
Not that she was really naked. No clothes, perhaps, but being a cat-girl resulted in strategically placed fur growing on her body that covered appropriate areas. In the dust of the aftermath she stood on top of me, smiled toothily, and asked, “When can I start?”
CHAPTER 1
I suppose this is a bad place to start a story. I once read a book backwards and learned a big lesson: sense make doesn‘t this like Reading [editor’s note: read that last phrase backwards]. Using this knowledge I guess I should start from the beginning, or pretty close to it.
There are a lot of great climbing trees in Middletown. They’re twisting and full of branches, the kind of trees that force you to climb them. The urge was in me strong. All I ever wanted to do, all I desired, was to climb those trees. Unfortunately, I’m not that great of a climber.
“Help,” I moaned piteously as I sat in what I thought was the biggest, steepest, most dangerous Redwood of all time last Saturday. Two elementary students walked by, then stopped to observe my plight.
“Help me!” I screeched. One laughed as the other threw a rock.
Help not forthcoming, I was left to survive on my own means.
“Mother?” I cried into my cell phone, “Mother?!”
Despite the fact my parents were in the Bahamas at that point and probably posed no help to me, I still was frantic when I couldn’t reach her. I pushed the darn thing off, frustrated, then made a promise to myself: If I ever got out of this, I would never, ever climb a tree again. I ignored the little detail that I had already made this promise before, seventeen times and counting. Anyway, I was stuck, and there didn’t seem anything I could do about it but wait. And scream.
Suddenly something yellow whizzed past my head, jamming a half gargled scream down my throat. Soon after the tree began to shake. Earthquakes I could handle. Earthquakes and evil super-sonic birds, maybe. Earthquakes and evil super-sonic birds while stuck in a tree? No chance.
‘HE~EELP!!!” I screamed. My tear-blurred vision and my rapidly swinging arms made me unbalanced, which just added to my panic. My hysterics grew tenfold, however, when I began to fall.
THUD. I landed straight into the arms of a boy, or at least I thought it was a boy at the time. My mind was not making such observations as the angle of my fall and the creature’s height caused us to latch lips upon impact. After a few delirious seconds I hopped out of those arms in horror.
“Oh my god omigod I’m really, really, really, really sorry I didn’t mean to oh my god…” My nervous pandering wore off when I realized the boy was glowing.
You ever hear of Shadows? I don’t mean the kind that are caused by light blocked by a body, I mean the half human servants that seem a bit transparent. I’ve seen them before, they’re all over Middletown, but never one like this. They never show emotion, but believe me, this guy was glowing. Both in the literal and figurative sense, even.
I gaped in stupefied horror as the Shadow-man spread his arms wide slowly.
“Thank you,” he said, then vanished.
I was still kind of freaked out when an angry voce growled, “WHERE’S MY KONG?”
Kong’s are these dog toys, see, and at that point I hadn’t made out the relevance of that statement in relation to the flying yellow thing that flew past me earlier. Heck, at that point I was in the state that I couldn’t have figure out two plus two if you’d asked me.
“Servant! Answer me! WHERE IS IT!?” the voice thundered again, and this time I connected it with the little four legged creature in front of me. Specifically, a dog. It turned to me in distain.
“You. Girl.” He said pointedly, “See a servant go by? A Shadow, I mean.” I nodded, dazed. The dog growled angrily.
“Then where is it?” He spat, “That stupid spell beast threw my Kong into a tree, so instead of finding it myself I told it to retrieve the toy. So where is it?”
“The…the Shadow-man?” I made out.
The dog looked at me, then slowly nodded.
“Yes…the shadow-man. Do you know where the shadow-man is?” he said slowly.
“Y-yes!” I sputtered nervously, “he-he disappeared.”
The dog looked at me with pity, then turned away. I hurriedly started to explain.
“See, I was in this tree, and it seemed really tall then, though now that I look at it I was probably only up about four feet. But I was nervous and panicked and fell, and got caught by a guy, see? But it wasn’t really a guy, (which was good because I mistakenly kissed it) it was really a Shadow-man who was climbing the tree which was why it was shaking and-”
“You…WHAT?” barked the dog furiously. His rage stopped me short. “That was a FIRST RATE SPELL and you kissed it?!” He walked right up to me and man, that was a big dog. His eyes gleamed red. “DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID?! You FREED it! Now I have to get the Kong MYSELF, then I have to buy ANOTHER one!”
‘Sorry?” I squeaked.
“SORRY?” He roared. “DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? I AM JULIUS RENALDO FREEDMAN THE FOURTH, LEADER OF THE INDIGO DOG TRIBE. You don’t just say ‘sorry’ to me, bitch.”
Generally I don’t think it’s good to break promises, but I made an exception this time. I scrambled up the tree as Julius continued his abuses. And that’s basically how I became hated by an entire dog tribe and their army of shape-changing squirrels.
voi continua sper sa va plaka
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I kill because I love it va rog sa intrati
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