This is where I quite simply hold all my nifty little stories.
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Story List
(1. Imitation Psychotropic) *WIP*
Current Chapters:
I: 「Do I really have a reason?」
II: [] *Being Written*
(2. -Nameless-) *WIP*
Current Chapters:
I: A Free Hostage
II: [] *Being Written
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Liminori's Story Dump
Sun, 07/27/2014 - 20:34
Sun, 07/27/2014 - 21:37
#2
A Free Hostage -Nameless- (I)
A woman enters a house, with her small knife upturned. The silent footsteps wake her memories, which continue to loop in her head- As if flying by their own accord.
The moonlit room was dark, but nothing to a master assassin like Ayaka.
Finding the door at the end of the hallway, she opened it quietly.
The room was a mess, Furniture arranged in random places- Yet somehow organized, Piles of clothing next to the bed- The closet doors open, Piled with more clothes.
The shelves were stacked with all sorts of oddities, Like rocks and drawings, With the odd number of books- Which suprisingly, there were a lot of.
However, the one part of the room that looked organized was a stand, holding a Katana.
"What an intracate peice..." Ayaka put her hand over her mouth, as she looked at the bed in detail.
There was a boy, with pale skin and long blonde hair. His eyelids twitched, but didn't once open while Ayaka creeped closer.
For a boy, his eyelashes were fairly long, and his thin build made him look even more like a girl.
'I kinda wonder what his sister's like... Creepy.'
A drop of drool rolls of of Ayaka's lip, and falls onto a metal box. Ayaka stops moving immediantly, as she wipes off the drool and watches the boy intently, making sure that he doesn't wake.
As if under pressure, his eyes stop twitching- and go slack once more.
Putting the knife in her sheath, she takes out a muffler, and gently, slowly, wraps it around his mouth- and ties it.
Using her ropes, she binds his legs and arms together, but loose enough he wouldn't notice until it was too late.
Picking him up, as well as his katana, as she was sure he'd miss it dearly- Ayaka slowly and quietly trudged her way out of the house and onto her bike.
To her, a bike is the best option, because motorcycles and cars were too loud for extraction.
Ayaka set the boy on her lap- Carefully at that, to make sure he wouldn't fall, and the Katana in her belt loop.
And so, she set out to her house, as the sun slowly rose acrost the horizon.
Quietly, Ayaka whispered "You may not know it yet lad, but I just saved your life."
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Wed, 07/30/2014 - 23:19
#3
A One sided Bargain -Nameless- (II)
Ayaka got off her bike, carrying the kid on her shoulder.
Quietly, she opened her door. Dawn was rising, and even the birds had yet to wake.
'Home sweet home, eh?' Ayaka thought to herself.
Suddenly, the squeaking of a chair could be heard. On the chair was Ayaka's younger sister.
With a Familiar Pose, she said "Oh, Sis. You brought someone. . . Don't make this a habit, 'Kay?"
Ayaka's sister was, as usual, Wierd. One time, she was being cheated on, and when she found out, She just laughed.
"My, my, You're up early. What are you doing?" Ayaka all too casually said, aware of the waking boy on her shoulder.
"Playing some Tetris Vs."
"Alright. I'm gonna go... Take care of this problem." Ayaka said, looking to the boy. He really was cute, and he could even pass as a girl if he tried.
Ayaka went to her room, and sat down the already awake boy across from her.
She untied the binds for his arms, but not the legs. Before removing the muffler, Ayaka stated plainly "If you shout or scream, Nobody will hear you. On top of that, you'll waste my time spent on keeping you alive."
". . . Why did you bring the Katana." He said, in his light voice.
"This is yours, right? You're going to need it." Ayaka replied.
The kid positioned himself a bit more comftorable, before saying "Why am I here? I'm sure you have a lot of reasons."
Ayaka grinned mischieviously. "Why, I was sent to kill you. Let's just say. . . My contracter is a bit jealous of you."
"I see. Why keep me alive?"
"For someone who has no rights, you're fairly calm. . ."
"I have nothing to live for. Besides, you're avoiding my question."
Ayaka stopped grinning. Looking to the side, she muttered "The contracter lies."
"What?"
"The contracter hires assassins to kill people he knows that opposes his anti-magic corperation."
"Okay, but that still doesn't explain what you said before. . ."
"Judging from your house and belongings, you don't practice magic, nor can you support it."
"Oh. . . So you're saying that the contracter just kills whoever he wants now?"
"I suppose you could say that." She said, eyeing him nervously.
Reaching down, the boy untied his bind.
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(I have to edit the rest in, as the calling of the bed appears. Good Night.)
The summer breeze floats through the room, and picks up a piece of paper, falling to the ground.
On a dusty chair, sat a hopeless, worthless person.
That person would be me. I suppose you would want to know my name, but, at this point, you don't need it.
It all started a year ago.
The irony of it, I'd chuckle were I a masochist.
Like any normal student, I found myself with no time to do anything, other than my homework, chores, and other self-draining tasks.
Even though, I've always been helped by others- It never was enough for me to do things I wanted to do, as the stack of things I had to do added up, more and more and more.
One day, I picked up my phone to take a call from one of my many friends, but as I opened my phone, the screen turned static, and. . .
How should I describe it? The darkness took me? No. . . I dissapeared from the world.
「Will you make a wish?」
A voice. It echoes in my head, but I can't see or hear where it comes from.
「Will you make a wish, or not make a wish?」
The voice again. I'm not hearing things after all.
「Man, This is boring. I was called here by a very strong wish, but it's just another one of you- I shouldn't say too much.」
A figure appears before me, wearing black, gold, and red- In a very uncanny way.
Her hair shines a bright red, and her black eyes dazzle me.
「Come on, I haven't got all time, I have others to attend to as well. If you recall, You had a very strong inner wish, did you not?」
That's right... I did, didn't I?
'If only there were one more of me, Everything would be so much more easier'
「I need... another one of me.」
A small box appears, and falls into my hands. It's too dense to be plastic, but too light to be metal. It's white glow slowly brightens, more and more.
「Enjoy... Foolish you.」
I awaken, and in front of me, another me waves at me. I look around the room, to make sure there's no mirrors, but alas, it worked.
The copy smiles, and runs off.
「W-wait!」 I stutter, too late.
The next day at school, I find myself relieved of the work that I normally have to do. It's kind of wierd, Really- Abnormal if anything.
I'm not even called on to awnser questions, which almost always falls to me. Some of my classmates start muttering in astonishment, and jelousy.
When I walk up to the teacher to ask why I don't have any work, he simply tells me- 「You've already done your work, Rua.」
What.
So it wasn't just a dream, and yet... It seems so cliched, But it's real. . .
I find myself laughing, all the way back to my seat. I cover my mouth, and blush in frustration.
One of my friends lean over towards me, and whisper, well- Not really whispering, 「So, How'd you do it?」
「Huh?」 I say, quite surprised.
「You know what I'm talking about, Why do you think everyone's muttering under their breath with jealousy about work?」
「I'm not quite sure myself.」
「Right...」