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Intro to stories
03:35 Mar 30 2006
Times Read: 559

OK well these are an on going seris of stories I have been writting for two years now. All were written the spring of last year. Yes I know the main characters name is Kiara, as is my username. No it is not a story about me. Kiara has just evolved from one of my charries into a nickname for me. Happened in creative writting last year.



Please, if you read my stories send me a little message letting me know you read them. I would like to know what you think of them. Good, bad, horrid, whatever. You are intitled to your own view.

Thanks.

Kiara

A Young Mercenaries Sorrow
03:30 Mar 30 2006
Times Read: 560

Kiara Malise…average sixteen year old at the Trevent Academy of New Earth Mercenaries [TAN’EM]. She is a very lonely girl, an introvert some would say. She keeps to herself more often than not. Very quiet, almost always ignored. Maybe even a bit suicidal, but not many know it. She just slowly walks down the hallways and Quads with her head down, not stopping until she gets to where she wants to be.



“Ms Malise…” Kiara is sitting in the back of the classroom, typing on one of the computers, “Ms Malise, class ended over two hours ago. I think its time you went back to your dorm and got some food.” Professor Lukas says. He sits down at the desk adjacent to hers. She continues to type while Lukas talks to her. He places his hand on her shoulder, surprised she whips her head around to see who is there. “Kiara, you should get something to eat, you do not look very well. Try to head to bed early tonight, alright?”



Kiara rubs the left side of her head and saves the journal entry she was working on, then logs off. “I guess Lukas, but come on. You know I stay here on off nights. There’s no practice on Tuesday nights.” Lukas removes his hand from her shoulder and gets up to leave the room. He waves to her, and then leaves. Kiara gets her things together and leaves. After she leaves, the lights turn off, leaving the room in darkness, except for the light coming in from the windows in and next to the doors.

Rows of empty desks and computers, with the Professors’ desk in front, this is the look of the average classroom, at the Academy. Other kinds of classrooms either are large open rooms for spirit training, and hand-to-hand combat, or enclosed forested areas with monsters for realistic combat training.



Kiara takes her things, and slowly heads for the Quad to work on some writing. Slowly walking down the hallways, passing many people on her way. Every single person that she encounters on her way, friend, foe, or what not, ignores her. With her head down, staring at the floor tiles and following the lines on the floors as she walks. “Hey Kiara, been lookin for ya'…”



Yet there is another side to this young Cadet.



Kiara Malise is not your average girl at TAN’EM. An average height of 5’ 2,’’ not too strong, bit not weak either. To her friends, she is an extreme extrovert. Always bouncing off the wall, everywhere, doing every stupid thing imaginable to make them all laugh. In class, she has all the right answers, well most of the time at least. Yet behind this goofy exterior, she is very temperamental at times, also a bit rude and very impatient. One of the habits that her friends hate the most is her constant, almost nonstop burping. Never an ‘excuse me’, ever!



“Hey lil sis, wait up will ya’?” Titus yells as he runs to catch up wither. He had also been heading for the Quad, when he finally noticed her at the end of the hall. “Come on; let’s catch her Kanika and Isis.” His two spirits phase in out of nowhere around his feet. The spirits that the Mercenaries use live in the Spirit Plane following them until they are called upon. The panther, Kanika, bounds ahead of him to catch Kiara, while Isis, a Sphinx, waits for Titus to climb onto her back, but he chooses to run ahead instead. Kanika catches up to Kiara, at the same time one of her spirits tackles the panther from below, coming up out of the floor. Cerberus wrestles Kanika to the floor. The girl stops and turns around to watch the three-headed hellhound and panther play on the floor.



Isis and Titus walk up next to Kiara; Isis rubs the girl on the hand with her neck and side. “Oh, Isis, Titus, I didn’t know you two were there. Sorry bout’ this. Cerberus, down girl, leave Kanika alone.” The hound stops her playing and quickly phases back to the Spirit Plane, out of sight. “What can I say, she loves ta’ play, especially with Kanika.” She sets her things down and bends down to pet the panther and Sphinx. The two spirits tackle the girl, knocking her to the floor. The three role around playing for a few moments, while Titus sits back, relaxes and watches on.

* * *



Isis and Kanika play on the floor with Kiara, while the girl tries to wrestle away from them to stand up. “Okay you two, enough is enough, scram.” The spirits phase out leaving the girl laying on the floor laughing.

Titus holds his hand out to her, helping her up. “You headed to the Quad again?” he inquires. She nods her head as she takes his outstretched hand. With a quick tug, he yanks her to her feet. As soon as she is upright, her momentum makes her lose her balance, and she stumbles forward. Another of her spirits Drake, her dragon, phases in, in front of her and catches her with one of his massive wings. “Nice catch Drake, are you alright Kiara?”



Drake pushes Kiara to her feet, and then positions himself in front of her. “Yeah, I guess I’m okay. Thank you Drake.” She bows to the dragon, who in turn, returns the gesture, then returns to his guarding position in front of her. She hugs the dragon around the neck, and scratches the scales on the top of his head. “Now relax boy, it’s just Titus, now be good, he’s like the brother I never had.” The dragon obeys her wishes; he bows a finally time then also phases out. “He’s so over protective of me, what do you think?” She picks up her things then heads down the hall to the Quad.



Titus turns around to see Kiara walk away. “Hey wait, aren’t ya’ headin to the Quad?” She nods again, getting bored with the same question being asked of her repeatedly. He runs a few paces to catch back up with her, “Hey,” he grabs her arm to make her stop, “What’s wrong?” She looks at him, then left and to the floor, then finally shakes her head no. She turns to leave again, but Titus grabs her other arm, not letting go. “Kiara, what’s wrong!”



Kiara throws her books and pencils on the floor. “What da’ hell? Haven’t you heard all the crap that everyone has been spreading around about Onyx and me! All that bull craps not true! I hate this…” She screams as her knees collapse, but Titus catches her, still holding onto her arms.



Titus lowers her to the floor, and kneels down in front of her. “Hey, come on now; calm down, nothing to be upset bout’ Kiara.” He looks into her eyes; her steel grey eyes are full of hate, and tears.



Kiara Malise, some people would say she is pretty, but the ones that know her really well, know of the darkness that lurks in her heart. Her depression and her suicidal nature. Yet she hides this all-very well, at times. Especially the scars on her right hand and arm. Either in her navy blue Cadet Uniform or her normal cloths. Black jeans, crimson fish net, black tank top, and navy swallowed tail-sleeved shirt. Her favorite outfit, it matches her brown hair with navy tips, but the icy blue streak is out of place…



Just like her. Kiara Malise.



She takes her right hand and tries to push him away. Titus catches her wrist, pushing back the sleeve. There is an oval shaped wound, and dried blood on her fingers and hand, and the scab is just starting to form. “Hey, I you said you would stop doing this to yourself. Ya’ got any more of these I should know about huh?” He stands up and roughly drags Kiara to her feet.



The air behind her shimmers with the light of the Spirit Plane and the outlines of he spirits, Drake, Cerberus, and another. The last is a changeling, Kai. The outline keeps shifting, never picking a single form for long. “Sic him boys, and get me out of her we gots business to take care of.” Cerberus and Drake lunge out from behind her to attack Titus; while Kai’s shifting form takes that of a large black hound, as he bounds away with Kiara on his back. Before they were too far, Kai picked up the things Kiara threw.



Titus throws his arms up in front of his face, trying to shield himself from the four sets of jaws. Kanika and Isis leap out in front to shield him from the assaults. The panther and Sphinx wrestle the dragon and hellhound to the ground, forcing the attackers to phase out. “Nice job you two, perfect timing. Isis let’s catch up with Kiara and Kai, I have a really bad feeling about this.” He jumps up onto the Sphinx’s back and prepares to follow her.



* * *



“Hey Titus, what’s with all the fighting out here? Save that for class tomorrow.” It is Jack, Titus and Kiara’s best friend. He is panting from running down the adjacent hallway after hearing all the roars and shouts.



Titus twists around, while still on Isis to look at Jack. “Hurry and hop on, I’ll tell you on the way.” Jack scrambles onto the Sphinx’s back and the three take off in the direction Kiara went, but at a slower pace. “Hey, we need Delano to find Kiara, so we can follow her easier.” A vampire bat, the size of Jack’s head, phases in. The bat quickly takes off after the girl and her hound.



As the two guys ride Isis, using Delano’s directions, Titus explains what is going on. All the things that he has heard form Carmen, Joel, and Sabriel. Every thirty seconds or so, Jack updates Titus on Kiara’s location. Talking a turn, speeding up, slowing down, or doubling back if they missed a turn. All the horrible, nasty things that have been said about Kiara, no wonder she is furious. The more it is talked about the madder the two become. Also, no wonder why it got to Kiara so much. She is like the little sister each of them never had.



* * *



Drake and Cerberus phase in next to Kiara and Kai, bounding at full speed. “Hey you two, your suppose to be back there making sure that Titus does not follow me. You guys…GO BACK!” The two spirits phase back out, leaving Kiara and Kai alone again, bounding down the halls. Kai shifts shapes, to that of a Chimera. He uses his serpent tail to strike out at Delano, Jack’s vampire bat. The bat phases out, before Kai returns to his hound shape, “Nice work Kai, now with Delano gone and Cerberus and Drake back there, I think it’s safe to stop in the next room."



* * *



Delano phases in on Jack’s lap. “Hey,” the bat sudden appearance startled him. “Kai finally noticed you, didn’t he?” The bat nods, and then phases out again. “Well, looks like were on our own to find her.” At the next hallway intersection, Isis skids to a stop, trying to avoid running into another person. He falls over from the impact, and his three spirits leap out to fight off the Sphinx and its two riders. “Hey Onyx, you alight dude? We were just trying to find your girlfriend. She’s really pissed about this whole crap thing going around. Have ya’ seen her and Kai run by here?”



Onyx’s large Boa, Sagira advances towards Isis, as if to attack the Sphinx. “Hey Sagira, down girl, it was an accident.” Then the snake lunges at Isis then phases out before its strike reaches Isis. His hawk Brian, and Tiger, Kentaro, follow suit and phase out as well. “What about my girlfriend? What’s wrong, and where is she?”



Titus dismounts from Isis, as does Jack. “She came down this hall on Kai, trying to get away from me. She had Cerberus and Drake attack me…”



Cerberus and Drake phase in and tackle Titus and Jack, leaving Onyx alone. Isis, Kanika, Delano, and Jack’s lynx, Kirra, join in on the brawl, to try to get the two spirits off their masters. Kentaro phases in and unleashes a devastating roar. The roar forces all other spirits, within earshot, to phase out of this realm. The two guys are left laying on the floor, covering their ears, and out cold,



Onyx takes off running down the hall Isis, Titus, and Jack were heading, hoping to find Kiara and see what is wrong. Brian flies overhead phasing in and out of all the rooms, looking for Kiara. After about ten or so rooms, the hawk stops in front of one and shrieks. Onyx runs to the room and opens the door, there in the corner, curled onto a little ball, is Kiara.



* * *



Kiara had ducked into the room after Kentaro’s roar had forced Kai to the Spirit Plane. She had huddled herself in the corner to cry, until Kai could return. A few minutes later, a hawk, Brian, flew into the room, and then Onyx burst in. He falls to his knees and hugs her tight. She buries her face in his shoulder. Finally feeling safe from the worlds torment, and all her sorrow gone, she stops crying. Just letting Onyx hold her close, while they wait for the others to awaken, from their forced slumber. Then the five will most likely head to the Quad and get some dinner. Not talking of the nights events, just letting it slip by unnoticed by everyone else.



Finally, the young Mercenaries sorrow is gone…for now.

A Usual Day for the Unusual Young Mercenary
03:26 Mar 30 2006
Times Read: 561

Kiara slips her navy swallow tailed sleeved shirt on over her black tank top and crimson fishnet. “Grr…I hate this.” She says, as she ties her brown and navy tipped hair back with a soft piece of black leather. “Stupid jerk wad, I hate you Onyx.” She mutters under her breath as she pushes the short streak of icy blue hair out of her eyes.



Drake phases in from the spirit Plane and wraps his tail loosely around her calves. She kneels down and hugs the dragon around the base of his neck. A single tear falls from her eye, onto his scales. The tear travels down along the ridge of his back, down this left hind leg and onto his claws.



Drake unwraps his tail slowly from Kiara’s legs, and gently wipes away her tears. “Thanks boy.” She whispers as she hugs the dragon tightly. She then roughly rubs his belly scales, and then stands back up. She unhooks her chain from her left hip, brings it to her lips, and lightly blows. This clip is not only a hook, but also a whistle to the Spirit Plane, for her Hellhound Cerberus, and changeling Kai. The three Spirits sit at her feet, staring up at her, as she hooks the whistle back to her black flare pants. “Okay, come on, we gotta meet Kane down at the Quad at ten O’clock, that’s five minutes from now.



Kai jumps up and changes into a large hound. “Sorry boy.” She says as she pats him on the head. “I was gonna have Drake fly me down, it’ll be quicker.” The changeling slumps his head, then changes to an eight-foot tall Griffin. “Okay, okay boy.” She looks at Drake and shrugs. “Is it ok if I ride Kai?” She asks. Drake takes a deep bow, and both he and Cerberus phase back to the Spirit Plane.



Kiara walks out the door, with Kai at her heels. When they reach the opening to every floor in the middle of the Academy, Kiara climbs onto Kai’s back. With a flap of his massive wings, the two are air born. She wraps her arms and legs around the neck of the changeling and holds on tight. Kai dives straight down towards the ground, as the Quad is located on the first floor.



Floors speed by them, as the ground gets closer and closer. “Three…two…one…STOP!” Kiara shouts as she tugs on Kai’s neck. The changeling jerks upward and lands roughly on the ground. Kiara loses her tight grip from the impact and falls from Kai’s back, towards the ground. Cerberus phases in lying on her back on the ground and stretches herself out to cushion Kiara’s landing.



Kiara lands, sprawled, on the hellhound’s stomach and rolls off. “Ow…thanks.” She says as she stands up and stretches her sore limbs. “Okay, thanks Kai, but I think we’ll let Cerberus take over from here, eh?” Kai slumps his head and phases out, while she climbs onto the hellhounds back.



The tree headed hound begins to bound off in the wrong direction, away from the Quad. Only to do a one-eighty, and head down the hall for the Quad. “Nice move there.” Kiara says as she pats each of Cerberus’s heads.

* * *



Cerberus gets Kiara to the Quad right at ten. She dismounts from the Spirit Beast, and looks towards the Eternity Tree, and Kane is not there. “Hmm…where is he?” She asks the hellhound, who then phases out. “Hmph!” She walks the last few yards towards the tree, kicking rocks along the way. At the tree, she sits at its base and leans her head and back against the trunk.



The Eternity Tree, it is the life of the Academies. Its power and link to the Spirit Plane. The tree enables a path between the two realms to be opened. Spirit Beast are at their strongest closet to the trees. Also being so near it grants them real flesh, not just their normal ‘spirit’ flesh, which is cold and transparent. It gives them real warm flesh, soft fur and feathers or scales.



Cerberus, Drake, and Kai phase in at Kiara’s feet. “So, where is Master Kane?” Drakes asks. He gets up and stretches out at her feet, clawing at air. “This ‘Kane’ guy seems very rude to me Mistress. Making a lady wait, rude, very rude my Mistress.” Cerberus, sitting beside Drake, leaps at Kai. “Oh you two behave yourselves, if that is even possible. Sometimes I think I am the only mature Spirit Beast our Mistress has around here.”

Cerberus jumps up, whips around, and looks Drake in the face with her three. “What do” Her first head says.

“You mean,” Says the second.

“You Dragon!” Her third head finishes.



“There we go, just that.” Drake says as he stands himself up and shakes himself free of leaves and grass. “Why do you not just talk with one head? Do you really have to use all three? It is very rude to keep switching heads like that, not to mention confusing sometimes. I am not sure which I should talk to, the one to the left, to the right, or the one in the middle, well which do I talk to hmm?”



“Oh what do you”



“Know Drake? You only”



“Have one head ta’ talk with.” Cerberus replies. “Drake, if you had more”



“Than one head you would”



“Be able to understand me.” She sags her head, walks to the other side of the tree, and lies down for a short nap. “Wake me”



“When Kane”



“Gets here.” She says softly then closes her eyes.



Kai rolls over, shifts into an orange tiger striped kitten and pounces at Drake, who just bats the kitten away with one wing. Kai looks up at Drake with his big green sad kitten eyes and pouts. “Look what you did to Cerberus . . . again. You big meanie!” He meows softly, before shifting into a large lazy white tiger.



“You know what I think Drake?” Kiara asks as she stretches her legs. Drake looks at her and cocks his head to the right. “I think I have no mature Spirit Beasts at the moment. Maybe I should go bind a new one?” She asks mockingly.



“What? No you can’t!” Kai roars.



Kiara pushes herself up and shakes her head. “Oh, I was just joking, now come on. Let’s head to the Cafeteria and get some food. How bout we get four hotdogs, and bring ‘em back here?”



The tree Spirit Beasts jump up from where they were lying and stare at her hungrily with their jaws dropped. “Yeah let’s go!” They cheer.



“Okay then, let’s go.” Kiara turns to the left to head towards the door, when she smacks into Kane. “OOF. Hey,” She says as she staggers back, before Drake steadies her. “Where ya’ been? We’ve been waiting since ten!”



“Sorry, sorry, I was at the cafeteria.” He says softly, and then holds up seven hotdogs. “I was trying to get some food. They were kinda suspicious about me taking so many hotdogs, sorry”



“FOOD!” Drake, Cerberus, and Kai cheer together. The three beast run toward Kane, but are stopped by a large scorpion and eagle.



Kane shakes his head and looks at his Spirit Beasts. “Kail, Nakia calm down. They’re only hungry; I know you two are to, so let’s eat, alright?” Kane sits down and Kiara sits in front of him. Each mercenary’s Spirit Beasts sit behind them and waits for their hotdog. Drake, Cerberus, and Kai sit behind Kiara; and Kail and Nakia behind Kane. “These for ya’.” He says as he hands her four hotdogs. “And these for us.” He says as he places hotdogs in front of each of his Spirit Beasts, then Kiara does the same.

The five Spirit Beasts greedily eat their food, and then lie back while the mercenaries eat in what little peace they get. With Kane’s bangs blowing in the breeze along with Kiara’s icy blue stripe, it is quiet peaceful

Home Sweet Mercenary Home
03:23 Mar 30 2006
Times Read: 562

It is late winter, and very cold and snowing outside. Yet it is very warm in her room, but the temperature does not bother me. There is a teenage girl, in the room. She is dressed in a tight fitting crimson fishnet, black tank top, and her navy shirt with swallow-tailed sleeves, is hanging over the back of a chair. With the chair, is a small desk with a laptop on it. On the screen, it looks to be some sort of journal entry, in crimson on a midnight black background. Across from the desk, there is a mattress on the floor in the corner, with crumpled up crimson sheets on top. Above this “bed,” on the wall are many pictures of her and her friends, laughing and having fun, on a charcoal grey wall. On the other walls are posters and drawings, many of which are hers. The room looks and feels happy, and smells of mandarin oranges, mangos…and shoes.



The teenage girl is sitting on the crimson carpet, and slowly putting on her steel-toed boots, and lacing them up. In front of her, by the door, are two tables, one on each side. On the table to the left, there is a vase with half a dozen each of crimson and black roses. All of the roses are dead, and their petals falling to the tabletop. As I float here for a moment to keep an eye on her, crimson and a black petal both fall at the same instant. The roses look pathetic and have a throw-me-out-I-died-weeks-ago look. Under the vase, with crimson and black petals on top, is a pair of modified fighting gloves. She added crimson and deep orange flames, slowly and painstakingly she stitched each set of flames. The must have spent countless hours, days, weeks putting them in. Also, there are small, but sharp, studded spheres where each of her knuckles would be, when the gloves are on her hands.



On the other side of the door, across from the dried crimson and black roses, is a large fighting stave. The wood id stained deep mahogany, with many intricate designs. Many Spirit Beasts, like myself, angles, and ancient symbols make up the intricate designs of the stave. Another table is next to the stave, like the one with the roses. This one though, has a large boom box on it. Coming from the speakers, is loud angry music. Harsh words accompanied by drums and guitar, all so loud that neither could be distinguished from the other.



The girl, finished with her boots, stands up, slowly, and heads over to the chair. She grabs her shirt and puts it on, pulling it quickly over her head, and ramming her arms through the sleeves. She ignores the laptop and journal entry on her way to the door. Slowly she puts on her gloves. Pulling the fabric over the backs of her hands, lining the studs up perfectly with each and every knuckle. Then she turns to grab her stave, while standing in front of the door. From her pocket, she pulls out a leather holster for the stave. She then drapes one end of the holsters strap over her right shoulder, and the other end; she pulls around her left hip. She ties the two ends together, leaving the larger knot at her hip, so if needed it can quickly be undone. In a blur of motion she grabs the stave, twirling it over her head and jams it into it’s’ holster.



Well it is late winter, very cold and snowing. Still, the weather does not bother me. The teenage girl stands in the doorway of her warm room amidst the orange and mango scents. Her ensemble of fishnet, tank top, and jeans is finished off with her navy swallow-tailed sleeved shirt. Her gloves and boots are finally on, and the small of shoe is finally gone. The laptop still ignored with the journal entry still up. Left and forgotten for some other time. Mattress and pictures still the way they have always been. The once happy feel of the room, now gone, replaced with her deep depression. Spreading out to every corner of the room, devouring the last lingering happiness. Seems as though her happy facade is cracking, and the true darkness of her heart is showing. It is quit sad though, her world is falling apart, her outside façade is breaking, and her self-destructive nature is relapsing. This is her fate, her destiny.