The Chandra

Ballow


Ballow had finished preparing the spells. He thought for a second then ran a locating spell on the prince. Azrael appeared and Ballow whispered to him, "Find the Prince."

Ballow wathced him run off and returned with a wooden sword. Ballow smiled, "Couldn't bring back the guy so you brought back his sword, eh?"

With a pat on the head and a chuckle Ballow disappeared in a red puff of smoke. He transported himself the Sparring grounds.

Ballow grinned as he watched Shade move swiftly and gracefully. He might just come in handy in a fight.

After a few seconds Shade's turned towards him as if noticing him and raised an eyebrow. Ballow nodded with an evil lick of his lips.

Shade walked up to him and Ballow placed a hand on his shoulder. Star landed protectively on his other shoulder and Ballow placed his other hadn on Azrael's head. Azrael whimpered as Ballow began to talk in demon language.

Then suddenly they were in Ballow's quarters; Ballow had a triumphant grin on, "Marvellous I ghad no idea that would work!"

Shade recoiled slightly, "What?"

Ballow raised an eyebrow and replied, ""Well, you hvaen't given me any of your body yet, so how was I even ment to incoporate you into my spell? Nethertheless since it was such a short distance, I didn't pull your soul out. A win win situation I must say."

An evil smile adorned Ballows mouth as he turned sharply to Shade and quick as flash plucked out onw of his hairs. He studied it and looked at Shade, "You hvae nice hair you know? For a hurting person at least; usually you kind of people give up on you looks."

PLacing the strand of hair on a stool he stepped into a pentagon drawn on the floor surround ing the stool. Sahde stared at him. Ballow snapped, "Well, are you coming or not?"

Pushed into action Shade took a step foward and stumbled slightly on the rumpled rug; he tripped into Ballow's arms and Ballow grin. Pulling a smill knife out of his pocket he cut on of the arms he had caught and placed the blood that quickly ozzed out upon his finger.

Shade took his arm back, stung. Ballow mushed the drop of blood against his fingers for second and then shrugged as if he had been contemplating, "It might not be very effective; we'll probably end up in the same town as your curser. Not same room . . I can't promis you it'll be the same time either.:

Shade looked at Ballow and then the cut on his arm; Star was staing at Ballow furiously and Ballow smiled back at her, "Cute thing, isn't she?"

He laughed coldly as she bristled up at him and then he did something totally unexpectedl; he placed Shade's blood in his mouth.

He licked it off with what seemed like relish reflecting in his eyes and a dangerous smile on his face, "Mmm, nothing beats demonic script cursed blood; though this tang of arcaic human script does give it a little it of a tang."

He swriled it in his mouth for a second before swallowing it and then his eyes beagn to glow red, he focused them on Shade and Star with a, "Hold onto m now."

Shade reacted fast and slipped a hand onto Ballow's shoulder. With what seemed like an effort Ballow put his hand onto Shade's.

Everything went bright; as searing bright - so bright it even burntShad's eyes even though he had closed them.

He kept them closed and was surprised to hear Ballow chuckling. Shade flicked his eyes open to see a snobbish smile on Ballow's face.

Ballow began, "You can take your hand off now."

Shade glanced at his hadn in alarmand quickly swiped it off Ballow's shoulder. Ballow grinned again and the remnants of Shade's blood stained his teeth a maniacal red.

Ballow looked around the room and with an apologetic smile which he cast at Shade he said, "Welcome to the place where your curser cursed you."

Shade looked around and Ballow coninued an amused, quizzical look on his face, "Uhh, yeah well, it seems I did warn you didn't I?"

"About what?"

He scratched his nose and looked away, "Well, you see . . "

"Spit it out already!"

He smiled evilly this time and lciked his teeth; his eyes sent off a cold stare and he looked straight at NightSahde, "You see, my friend, we're two years into the future."



(lol. ^^)

**I am soooo confused, where is everybody and where can I be brought in?**
***By the way, do we need more trainers***

*I'm trying to get two people to talk but they haven't posted... For some reason they haven't posted so two of my characters are frozen...*

*maybe I can unfreeze you characters...whats been happening with them?*

*They been trying to talk to people. There are two other ones that you can bother though. ^-^.*

There's Jessabi, and elf and James, a bird boy...

Jessabi is in a tree right?

Eriphyle

I sighed into the raging wind and leaned further into Karo's feathers.

Are you tired, my little friend? Karo's voice echoed in my head and I sighed again.

You could call it that... I said, he shifted slightly and rode the wind currents. A strong burst of wind is coming up, get ready... Karo was nearly battered around by the wind and I frowned.

I could use some help... he said. I grinned and calmed the currents down. Normally, he would be fine but we'd been flying for some time now and he was tired.

The currents aren't so bad when you get lower. I advised and he grumbled something about how I shouldn't be instructing him on what he'd known since he first took flight. He flew lower and I could finally see the ground below now that we were below the clouds.

Is that a person? Karo asked and I scanned the earth.

He or she is in a tree. How cool! Land...please... Karo grumbled something but did as I asked.

I jumped off of him, "Rough landing, friend. Work on it." I said and Karo glared at me and lifted off.

I turned and looked up in a tree and smiled, "Hello! What's your name?"

"What?"

"I said, what's your name?"

**Sorry. I've been at my grandmothers house. Caden is sortof standstillish for the moment so if anyone wants to talk to her or something just go ahead.**

[Farst Emtorion]

"A trainee?" I asked, stroking the feather of the raven.

"Yes,"

I glanced towards the girl and gave a half smile before turning back. The ground was rocky below the streets around us were still silent. Where were the rest? I yawned and sent the bird out to get an aerial view for me. It disappeared in a flash.

"Where are the trainers?" Owyn finally asked, fingering her room key absently.

I paused and, feeling my smile grow, bowed. "I, young lady, am one of the trainers." I took her hand gently and shook, then said, "Farst Emtorion, bird whispering, sword fighting extraordinaire."

"Oh...so that is what your talent is, eh," I said. I looked at him pulling my hand away from his shaking grasp.

"And what is yours?" Farst asked. I smiled. I couldn't wait until I told him what I was.

"I am a Soceress with a few spells in my head. Also, I am a fair swordsman, but I prefer medium sized knives," I said the smile fading from my lips as I realized that I was speaking in a serious tone. I watched Farst's head nod in acknowledgement. We walked some more before Farst spoke again.

"Can you read?" he asked. I was embarrassed at this question. I felt my heart drumming in my chest. I didn't want to answer this question. It made me feel stupid. I did anyway.

"Only these words: Owyn Kimball and sorceress. Then, I can read the symbol on my key," I said pulling my key slightly. I watched a smile spread across his face.

"It is a number," he said emphasizing the word "number". I hung my head. Then, I decided to ask him if he could read.

"What about you? Can you read?" I asked.

Guys why is this dying?

very good question...why IS it dying?

We need more people. All in favor of starting this over from scratch say aye. All in favor of just asking a few more people to join say yea.

I'll count the votes and tell you. If we start over, everyones characters can be assured a spot don't worry. You may use the same posts you've written here.

Somehow I've stopped getting messages from this. I probably would have been able to help. Sorry but I have no idea why. I thought it was already dead and that no one was bothering to post here anymore.

aye