It may seem under-done and short, but I was just starting out.
: Nowhere To Go…
“Said what?” The boy spoke, giving a feeling of darkness in his voice.
“Who a-are y-y-you?” Noel asked.
The boy just looked at her on the ground and replied, “Nobody, but Stag is fine.” Noel had no clue what to do. She just wanted to be left alone, but this boy was trying to talk to her, and she was still on the cold ground. “You need help, I guess…” Stag said as he pulled Noel up off the ground with a firm tug.
She tried jerked her arm away. “Just leave me alone.” She stated, but Stag kept a sorry yet unsympathetic glance at her and a hold on her arm.
“What were you doing on the ground?” Stag asked, now a bit aggravated by her sadness. “Just talk to me, got it?” Noel couldn’t believe it. She was miserable, and Stag was bothering her with questions.
“My life is miserable already! Why do you need to know anything?”
“All I did was ask a fricking question. I would like to know why your life is so miserable, that you have to fall on the ground and cry!” he yelled in angry sympathy. “Mine is just as bad, or worse, and you don’t see me crying!” His grip on her arm was getting tighter every sentence, as his own hands started to quiver.
“I, I,” she started, but Noel was dumbfounded. She started to cry again when Stag let her go and started to walk. --I have nowhere else to go…-- she whispered to herself. Where would she go? No one knew her, but Stag sounded like he understood, like he wanted to help, but she wouldn’t let him. “Stag! I’ve nowhere to go!” Noel screamed at the antlered boy.
“Nowhere?” the aggravated Stag asked.
Noel couldn’t help it, “Nowhere…”
“Me neither.” Stag replied.
~~Chapter 5: Tag Along…
Noel had caught up to Stag on the sidewalk. He looked mean at everyone, even to some of the kids, frightening them with his demonic pale-white eyes and antlers most thought were being worn to dress up as a reindeer. However, he did not look mean when he looked at Noel as they were walking. This made her feel uncomfortable; yet, wanting to keep walking for some reason she couldn’t put her finger on. “Why are you following me?” Stag rasped at Noel.
“Like I said, I have nowhere to go. You’re the only person who actually tried to help me.” Noel said to him. “Where are you going?”
Stag kept facing his front when saying, “Somewhere to sleep. I can’t find a safe spot,” he added.
“Well, I’ve been in this city for about a month. I think I know where one is. We need to hurry, though, before it gets too cold.” Noel stated as she grabbed Stag’s hand and started to run down the street.
“HEY!” he yelled, but Noel just kept running, Stag tumbling behind. They ran for five minutes when a gasping Noel suddenly stopped, making a running Stag slam right into her back., making a horrid crack sound.
“AHH!” Noel screamed, the searing pain in her back causing more tears to develop in her eyes. A small pool of blood ran down her coat onto the stained snow.
What did he just do? “What happened?” He saw the blood stain her coat. “How the hell?”
Noel was still on her hands and knees in agony, trying to stay conscious. “Stag…I…” She had trouble speaking, but Stag had to see what he did, so he took her coat from her. What he saw nearly made him trip backwards: one crumpled, blood-stained wing.
“What is this?” Stag said in confusion.
“I don’t know.” Noel finally stuttered. “Please, just go away.”
“But you just said…” Stag was getting angry again, since she just was walking with him, now wanting to be left alone. “I’ll be in here.” He angrily stated as he walked into the warehouse they stopped at.
~~Chapter 6: Rude Awakening…
Stag had almost fallen to sleep on a few cardboard boxes in a corner when he heard the warehouse door loudly slide open. A shadowed figure at the door was hanging its head down, revealing its wing, and shaking mildly from the cold outside when it spoke. “I’m sorry, Stag.” It was obviously Noel when the moonlight had shown her face as she walked towards him.
“Sorry about what?” Stag yelled from anger since he was just woken up. “You’re the one who got hurt.”
“No,” Noel replied, “I’m sorry for making you angry. I just can’t take it anymore! …Neither can you.” Stag stood up at this statement. He couldn’t take it: the pain, the abuse, and the death. But he became as ice, cold and hard, yet could melt if hot enough. Stag’s broken mind absorbed the heat into a black hole.
“Fine. Is it alright if I SLEEP NOW?”
“Alright, but thanks for accepting my apology, and my name’s Noel.”
“Whatever, Noel,” he said as he fell asleep again. Noel sat in the corner, watching Stag as he fell asleep. She was careful to keep her painful wing from being crushed again, because it was so new and fragile. Noel also started to examine Stag’s antlers.
~Antlers. How weird… ~ Noel thought to herself as she fell asleep. She felt something about Stag, something that seemed like they were going to have a road of troubles ahead.
The load noise ran through the warehouse, causing Noel to spring up, but Stag stayed in his sleep. A huge hole was made in the sliding door, probably from an explosive, hence the small fire. Two men and a woman in red trench coats were on the other side of the hole. They were wearing white headbands with their respective initials: AZ and BZ for the two men, CZ for the woman. The woman was the lady with the British accent who tried to ‘hug’ Noel at the bench. “That’s her, Daddy!” CZ called out with her finger pointed out at Noel.
~~Chapter 7: The One-Winged Angel…
“Excellent, the One-Winged Angel. Good job, Carrin!” proclaimed the muscular man with the initials Az. Carrin smiled and hugged her daddy, AZ.
“Thank you, Daddy.” She said.
The other man, not as muscular, but still tall, said, “Hey, what about me? I found her!”
“Your right, Bryce. Good job.” Az spoke to his son, Bz. They didn’t seem to notice Stag starting to wake up in his box.
Noel yelled, “Who are you!” Carrin broke her hug from her father to look at Noel.
“We’re the ZacMarlin Family!” she excitedly said. “…And I’m sorry to say, but we’re here to KILL YOU!” She had lunged forward by the time she ended her sentence, seemingly floating in the air. Carrin held her arms out and collided with Noel’s body, sending her to spin into the near wall with a bump, and slide into a group of boxes. “Don’t struggle.” Cz added with a horrid smile, “or it’ll hurt even more.”
Noel tried to get up, but she had hit her head when she was thrown into the wall, and was very dizzy. “B-but you w-were sitting with m-me,” Noel tried to say.
Carrin was unfazed by this. “I have a duty to my family.”
“I’m sorry, too…” yelled out Bryce. His hands started to glow green. “…But we can’t take any chances, Carrin.” A green colored fire appeared in his fist.
Noel needed help, “Stag!”
A large humming sound and a faint light was coming from the boxes where Stag was sleeping. “Get away from her!” Stag yelled.
“Oh? How are you going to stop us?” asked Carrin and Bryce ZacMarlin. Bryce’s fire had grown to his front of his arm, and Carrin was ready to lunge forward again.
“Like this.” Stag merely stated as the light grew brighter from he pale eyes until he let out a painful scream. Suddenly, a horrid sounding screech cam from him, but not by his voice, when two parallel beams of lightning shot out from his eye sockets.
Carrin was hit in the stomach, sending her to the other side of the room where her father was. She managed to get to her knees, with a shocked look on her face. “Did you see that! What the hell is…!”?
“Calm down, honey,” said the giant Az; “he may have hit you, but your still alive! Kill him!”
~~Chapter 8: The Fight Continues…
“Don’t worry, I will!” Carrin ZacMarlin pronounced as she lunged forward towards Stag. The light coming from Stag’s eyes had stated to fade away, but he stayed in his spot.
“Stag!” Noel screamed out, but the injury to her head kept her from saying anything else.
It took Carrin only seconds to seemingly hover to Stag’s position. She held her arms out again, and slammed her fists into his stomach, making him take three steps back and crouch on the ground. He breathed loudly as blood started to slowly drip from his mouth and fall on the stone ground. Carrin smiled evilly again and laughed, saying, “He he… it seems this boy isn’t as troublesome as I thought!” Bryce and his father Az looked on at her painful achievement while Noel finally stood up and saw the boy on the ground.
“Oh my god,” Noel uttered to herself. She started to run towards where Stag and Carrin were when Bryce held his hand towards her direction.
“I suggest you stop,” Bryce remarked, “or you’ll be given an even more painful death.” He held his hand in front of him as it started to glow green with a burning fire. Noel was stuck. She couldn’t help Stag at all, whether she was being threatened or not, and was becoming very scared as Carrin picked up Stag’s body by his throat and squeezing it tight.
“You know what’s making me confused?” Carrin started to say, “Why did you just stand there while I attack you? Did you think you were tough when you landed a hit? I’m sorry to say, but your not that tough. You’re just a little cretin.” Stag tried to talk, but the hold on his throat kept him from that ability. “You’re trying to say something, right? Fine. Let’s see what you have to say!” Carrin let go of his throat, but instead grabbed his arms and slammed him into the wall. “Well?”
Stag struggled with his words, but managed to utter, “Do y-you think th-that I would have l-let you hit me? I become blind for a second when I attack. You just got luck-AAHH!” Stag screamed when Carrin drove her head into his abdomen.
Bryce was laughing at his sister’s strike. “Good job!”
Noel was watching as Carrin was beating Stag to a mess. She was getting very angry. Noel didn’t even notice that her wing was starting to move rapidly. Suddenly, the wing swept a big gust of air behind her body, sending her forward faster than Carrin had ever gone, while her wing flared in all directions like a small flame. “Let him go!” she yelled, rocketing towards Carrin at fast speeds, until they met contact. Stag’s unconscious body fell to the ground when she let go. Noel held on to Carrin’s waste while making a sharp turn upwards at he ceiling. Noel threw her into the ceiling with a terrible crash, sending her straight through it.
“Carrin!” Bryce called out. “You’re going to pay for that!” Noel dropped right to the ground after her attack and fell to her knees, wincing in pain from her wing.
~~Chapter 9: Stuck…
It’s a very gloomy day in the Fromager Forest outside the gloomy city of Atlantic Front. Fog sleeps on hills and the ocean that borders the east side, seemingly trapping the citizens in the city. No one had no idea what trouble the misty water vapor resting on its borders, the demon that hid in it, and two young adults would cause that day.
A boy with antlers was sleeping in a warehouse, where apparently chaos ensued. A broken door, singed boxes, and a hole in the ceiling are the evidence of his little fight just the night before. His life almost ended, if it wasn’t for the girl next to him. Though she had many burns, she was still alive. Her wing laid on top of her and the boy, still trying to protect him. As the damped light shown through the hole in the ceiling that the girl had thrown a women through to make it, his eyes slowly opened, revealing two completely white eyes. He sat up and grunted in pain as he lifted his shirts to see a bruised and almost bleeding torso, paying no mind to the wing draped over him. The girl awoke as well feeling her wing move, her blue eyes looking into the floor. She finally rose onto her knees and shook her head. The injury she took to her head was giving her a brutal headache, though she didn’t mind when she saw the boy leaning against the wall, struggling to get to his feet. “Are you alright, Stag?” she asked.
Stag let out a moan, pulling his head back. He did not want to talk, but spat out, “Noel, I’m fine.” He was still trying to get to his feet, but he just sank back down after rising a few inches. Noel got up and helped Stag get up as well, though he did not want to be helped. “That looks really bad,” she wearily stated, eyeing at the bruising on his stomach, since his shirts were still up. Stag slowly put them back down.
“W-where are we?” he asked. He became unconscious after a final blow to the stomach that was meant to kill him.
“We’re still at the warehouse,” Noel answered, “Those people, the ZacMarlin family, they,”
“Tried to kill us, I know,” Stag coldly stuttered out. He coughed and covered his mouth with his hand, showing a small spot of blood on his palm. “W-we sh-should probably l-l-leave.” He had trouble saying this with the head butt he had gained to his rib cage.
Noel understood, saying “I agree.” She held Stag up by his arm as they tiredly walked out of the blasted down door and into the fog that enveloped the entire of Atlantic Front. Noel had trouble breathing in the fog, yet Stag was already having problems, as were many of the other city folks. As the two walked across town, people were too busy on their lung capacity to notice the antlers and the wing right in front of them. They were planning to travel through the five-mile forest on the west side of the city, but that was a long ways away on foot, and since they had no money to buy food or take the bus, they were stuck in Atlantic Front, without any energy to travel half a mile.
They were sitting on a park bench, Stag’s head unwillingly pressed against Noel’s shoulders, when this fact finally sunk into her bones. “Stag, WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO?” she finally shouted, “we don’t have any money, and we don’t have enough energy to take us anywhere. We’re stuck…” Stag moaned in cold agreement.
~~Chapter 10: Mist Curse…
As the fog around the city thickened, the citizens of Atlantic Front were having difficulties with their breathing. For two young adults sitting at a park bench, however, were getting the full effect.
Stag was doubled over in his seat, trying to sit up straight again and again. The pain to his torso, especially to his lungs, kept him from it. Noel’s head was hanging from the back of the bench. She breathed deeply, trying to get in any air that could be left in the immense water vapor. Stag was trying to think about what the fog was doing, and what would cause it, though his mind came up blank. Noel was doing the same, but also could not think of a solution.
Suddenly, a driver of a bright blue car fell asleep, causing the car to drive into the building opposite Stag and Noel. A loud laugh was heard above that same building, almost squealing in excitement. Noel looked up (Stag still doubled over) to see a small man. The man had a large hat on his head, and a white headband that had the initials Dz on it in gigantic, blue letters. He jumped off the building, landing right in front of them without any noise. They could finally see his clothes, which was a black tuxedo that had a white flower on it. He had a huge grin on his face when he said, “Hello, kiddies!” Noel just looked at him, trying to get a breath in. “Having trouble breathing?” he asked, “Congrats, you are now dying of the mist curse!” Stag looked up in anger.
“What is this!” he managed to yell at him.
“Glad you asked,” Dz answered, now sounding tired, “You see, I have this nifty ability to replace all the oxygen in the air with water vapor! That way, you die slowly of oxygen deprivation. However, it isn’t painful, which sucks for me. Oh! What is this?” he asked as he looked at Stag, whose eyes were glowing white.
Though Noel was getting the full effect of the fog, she asked, “Why are you alive, then?”
“I live off of the oxygen in water, or H2O. You can’t do that! Haha!” Dz jokingly stated with a bubbly laugh. Stag eyes glowed even more intense, the small humming sound returning. “What are you going to do?”
Stag let out a loud grunt as his eyes released the lightning beams he had used before. The force hit the Dz in milliseconds, sending him into the car that crashed into the building with a whistling sound. The park bench was driven back a little>
~~Chapter 11: The Battle in the Mist…
Dz, after a few seconds, emerged from the car and jumped into the street. “You’re going to pay for that!” he declared as he raised his hands. The fog that enveloped the city started to gather in his hands, turning into an enormous sphere of water. The sphere started to lift in the air, and as Dz brought his fists into the ground, an invisible force shot the water towards Stag. Noel stood up, now seemingly able to breathe. She faced the water ball, and held her arms out, knowing that Stag was blind for about a minute after shooting, and guarded him as the ball struck her palms. “What do you think you’re doing?” Dz confusingly asked. Noel’s wing started to flap again, flailing in all directions like a candle flame. Her feet were lifting off the ground, and a gust of wind was stirring the water vapor under and behind her. Soon, she was three feet off the ground, moaning as the wing was using up her energy.
“Why won’t anyone leave us alone!” she screamed. Noel charged her right fist back and smashed it forward. The impact to the sphere caused it to shatter across the wide of the street, dousing Dz as well. The mist looked as if it was starting to dissipate letting Stag breathe more clearly. He stood up from the bench, like Noel, and stared at Dz with anger in his white, demonic eyes.
“What are you doing here?” Stag demanded.
“You have no idea, do you?” asked Dz in return. “To put it simply, the forces I work for want you dead. You both are living contradictions that threaten their work!” He was sounding a bit scared as he told Stag and Noel his information. “That’s what I, and twenty-five others, are for!”
Noel was baffled. “Twenty-five!”
“Yep, twenty-five, one for each letter of the alphabet. The closer your letter is to Z, the stronger you are. The five vowels are the main elementals! You’ll probably meet Ez, Fz, and Gz next, if you survive today!”
At that, the man took his hat and placed it on the ground in front of him. He raised his hand above the hat and started to twirl it In the air. Noel flapped her wing again, and she was off in a straight line at Dz, but he had already created a whirlwind of water around him. The current in the air knocked Noel off course and caused her to fly into a lamp post. Stag’s eyes were glowing again, but instead let off a smaller beam. The beam touched the above-ground whirlpool and broke through it, though it missed its mark by a foot. Dz started to walk, the whirlpool traveling with him.
Stag tried to run to the side, but the steadily increasing water sucked him in. Stag’s over sized jacket was torn away from him as he was thrown from one side to the other of the whirlpool. His eyes were shining again, trying to get a fix on Dz. Noel had risen into the air again, her wing lashing about behind her, though she was still trying to keep her air balance. Seeing the jacket caught in the water, Dz stuck his hand out into the water and pulled it out. “Is this yours? I don’t like it, so let’s tear it apart!” Dz declared with the jacket in his hands. He started to pull on the seems that held the sleeves together, and was unfortunately succeeding. Stag’s eyes were getting so bright that the water seemed to glow itself, his face showing nothing but fury. He yelled out as he fired his beam, the lightning tearing a hole in the whirlpool, and since Dz was too busy with tearing his jacket, it collapsed. Like rain, it fell on the three fighters as Stag loudly fell to the ground on his feet.
Something was different, as that he could see only after a second. “Give me the coat back,” he demanded in restraint, “or I’ll KILL you.” His face was dead serious as his demonic eyes stared into Dz’s eyes.
~~Chapter 12: Threats and Realities…
Noel watched as Stag lunged toward the Dz. Stag grasped Dz’s arm, spun around, and threw him into the bench he just sat at. Stag then ran to him and kneed him in his face. He attacked him with a great speed, as Noel got ready to help. But no help could stop Stag from his onslaught. The beating continued, until Dz dodged a hook shot for Stag’s right arm and pushed him away with a mild jet of steam. Stag finally took a small rest, his head drooping and his breathing heavy. Dz coughed, wiped some blood off of his chin, and said, “Jeez your—cough—mad! I should—cough—never have touched your belongings, —cough—should’ve I?”
“You have no idea.” Stag replied with an evil stare.
“Stag, stop!” Noel yelled out. She noticed his eyes shining again. Dz held his arms out in a circular water shield to defend him self as a voice yelled out, the lightning striking the shield. Though Dz stood his ground, the electricity was conducted by the water and ran through his body, locking his legs in place. He was stuck there for a minute when he was shot backwards into the alley that was behind him. A shocked Noel quickly ran to where Dz landed. A horrid look formed on her face when she realized that he was dead. “He’s dead…” Stag had fallen onto his back and his white eyes were open wide.
He realized what he had done.
“Damn,” a voice calmly stated. The voice belonged to a massive man. His form was in shadow, but the light given off by an orb that laid on the table his elbows rested revealed his strong, blue skinned hands. He was trying to keep his temper down, most likely, since his nails were drawing blood from his skin. The man had a wristband on his left arm that held his supposed name; Zechariah Zinc. The orb Mr. Zinc was staring at held the image of two people in an apartment. The boy with antlers looked out the window where the people of the city were trying to remove the man out of the crashed car. The girl, on the other hand, was resting on the one bed with her covers over her. As she was still breathing heavily from some ordeal, the boy slowly etched his head in her direction.
“More are coming,” he stated, “…It’s time we take the offensive.” The man watching laughed evilly uncontrollably as the orb’s light slowly faded away.