Thursday, August 25, 2011

Alternate Story

I am working on a story called My Broken Wings, and it's supposed to be a web-comic, but since my computer is undergoing repairs I have been writing an alternate story using some  of the same characters, only with a tweaked personality and age. Chris being 20 [in human years, he's a demon] and being sadistic, not to mention evil, while the original Chris is 16. Now, the original is actually part demon and part fallen angel. Of course, these are defined as the same things, but in my story they are not, partially anyway. There are "types" of demons. In my story there are four types. Since I do not have the time to explain let's just say he's type one and two mixed together. Chris is also sensitive, and nice in the original story, the polar opposite of the one in the alternate story. Serena however, stays relatively the same, only much more mature, bot surprising considering she is 19[again human years] in the alternate story. She is 13 in the original story. In the original story she is also part human and angel. Now, on with what I originally intended, to show you the first part of the rough draft.






Serena walked through the gloomy hallway looking at the cells with two guards following behind her. As she looked at the cells she shook her head in disappointment until eventually she stopped at a cell with a figure slumped in the corner. The figure looked up at her and got up on it’s feet. He appeared to be male. He was fairly tall, 71 inches, and he had long silver hair that stopped near the edge of his jaw and his cheeks, and his eyes were a bloody red color. His pupils were thin slits in the pools of red that surrounded them. He was also a little thin, but had a slightly wide frame, and he wore a faded gray shirt and dark blue jeans along with a chain necklace with an amber stone at the end of it that was at least as big as a quarter. She glanced at his wrists. There were dark stonish-gray bracelets with strange blue writing on them. ‘Magic restricting cuffs’, she thought. She told the two guards to back off a little and she stepped towards the cell.
“Hello, there angel”. He smiled.
    She shivered. The way that he said angel chilled her down to the bone. Then she said, “I have a proposal for you”.
“Oh? Now what would that be?”, he replied.
“I want you to help me with something”, she lowered her voice when she said this, and stood a little closer to him. “My sister disappeared a week ago. No one knows when, why, or how. There was a note left on her dresser; You know who we are. You know what we want. Come find us. I have an idea about who they are. I want you to help me find her and act as my bodyguard. So, are you in?”
His pupils contracted into small, black slivers. “What’s in it for me?”
She sighed. “I thought you would say that. I apologize for all I can offer is your freedom.”
“Hmph. Fair enough. I’ll do it”, he replied.
She stared at him and said,”Really?”
“Why not? Getting out of this hell-hole is better than doing nothing all day!”, he spoke.
She turned her head back to the guards, glanced at him and back. “Let him out.”
One took a pair of keys and stepped towards his cell. He unlocked it while the other guard stood around her cautiously. The first one unlocked the cell and slowly took off his binding bracelets.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Computer problems

I was going to add some stuff on here but my computer os broken. (TwT) They had to ship it out so it won't be back for a while, but even so I don't have internet anymore. D8

I'll still be posting writing though. :3