City of IF

[Christalnightshade]

I'm experimenting with short chapters, you say what happens to the character, like should he drink the potion, take it for later or destroy it. Each time I post a new chappy will come up and then you may say what should happen to him.


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Freak city otherwise known as the Canal city. At the corner of Rosette street; constructed buildings towering high into the air, clean windows on every building made this town what it was today. Nestled between two towns it was huge and was not touched by a gun in ages. Civilization couldn’t be any better for the citizens living in this city.

Silhouettes moved on the pavement as society passed many busy shops, unaware what was out in the real world. Waiting in anticipation Trian was well aware that one day he was going to be sent to earth. For an angel he had a short memory and had forgotten why he had come.

His army boots clacked on the concrete as he walked up the sidewalk, the cars passing him had a few children pressing their faces in on the windows of the cars at him. He gave a wry smile and carried on.

A faint smell of coffee reminded him of something, but he couldn’t put it what it was that it reminded him of. “Mmm…Cappuccino” Shaking his head he started to stride up the sidewalk.

Seeing a lady and a small girl passing him he could sense that the mother wasn’t paying attention to her little girl pulling at her arm. That was the girl. Trian was sent to protect that little girl, but why?

Watching as two trucks rushed down the road while the mother and child was walking over the busy street. Trian impulsively ran and grabbed the little girl and mother landing on the side of the street, he lost grip of the mother. Turning to look back, blood spattered on his face. For the first time ever he was a failure as an angel.

Holding onto her struggling little body, the girl screamed, “NO”, Trian saying softly to calm her, “Don’t. Don’t look”

The sobs from the girl stopped and Trian balanced himself up from the ground, grasping onto the crying girl’s shoulders. “What is your name?”

“Elsa…”

"I'm an angel and I'm here to protect you."

“Save my mother then! Revive her”

“I can’t. I’m not God”

“All angels can revive people. You’re a big lying man!”

“I don’t know where you got that idea”

“My mother told me that all angels can bring people back to life”

“Not the angel of death”

“You’re the angel of death! You killed my mother!”

“No, I didn’t say I was the angel of death. I’m a normal angel, sent to earth”

“Show me your wings…”

“No…”

“You’re a liar.”

Elsa ran off through an alleyway tears swelling up inside her. Trian could sense trouble around the corner and Elsa was the target.

The alleyway was dark and Trian couldn't see Elsa anywhere. A shadow loomed over Trian and as he turned around he watched as a raggedy man holding onto Elsa, laughing at Trian. "This one belongs to you?"

"Leave her!" He could feel an evil aura surround the man; he was going to take the life of the Elsa. "Let her go!"

Suddenly Trian remembered Klera's voice and smelled that faint smell of cappuccino, "Trian if you were to ever show anyone you’re an angel, the outcasts will make you their target."

There was no choice he had to fight like a human. Rushing forward Trian saw the man pulled out a dagger and pressed it on Elsa's neck. Halting, Trian wondered what he could do.

A smile split across Trians face, “Look!” Trian shouted, “Cops!”

The man glanced behind him and in that second Trian grabbed the stranger’s hand and wrenched it around, making him drop the dagger to the ground, “Ouch!” the man let go of Elsa as he was pulled to one side by Trian.

Smashing the helpless man into the wall Trian whispered, “You’ll never get to see heaven”

The man laughed, “I have seen heaven once and I don’t think I’ll be going back anytime soon. Have mercy, Angel.”

“What is your name?”

“I’m Mulogo.”

“You’ve got a few minutes to get away as far as possible”

“What makes you think I want to leave this fight now?”

“Go now!” Mulogo was thrown out of the alleyway and he ran away as fast as possible.

Looking at Elsa curled up into the corner of the alleyway Trian saw she was crying. Wondering where he and Elsa could go for the night he walked closer and bent down, cleaning her tears from her cheek.

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What can Trian suggest where Elsa should go, where he can keep an eye on her? Her family is gone.

[Christalnightshade]

If this sounds to fast meh, don't worry as long as you understand the story.

[DeadManWalking]

looks awesome!!!

... i would just like to say that we have very similar ideas.

...very similar...

*gets suspicious*

GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Christalnightshade]

lol. Sorry, didn't know we had the same idea. If you got any complaint you may complain about it and I'll see what I can do about it. ^_^

[DeadManWalking]

no...

it's just that once, many years ago, i actually had a game going that was an cosmic struggle between good and evil.

but it ended.

[Christalnightshade]

Ok, Hey DMW I edited the prologue and changed it to the shortest first chapter ever. Enjoy

[DeadManWalking]

There doesn't really seem to be a choice for this DP.

if he was sent there to help the girl, then he has to save her right?

[Christalnightshade]

lol, your right. I wasn't thinking. Well off to writing. ^^

Edit: I've edited the first chappy again and made it into a better DP

Edit 2: Oh and the name Mulogo means 'A wizard' hehe

[Tipico]

in what language?

munglo?

is that wizard in a made up or real language

[Christalnightshade]

No, not munglo. Mulogo- African

[Tipico]

oh right that makes more sense then... :)