Celmisia (my manga project)

Why thank you XD Anyway, it's finally done, check it out.
And what's this about a fight between Yu and Abigail? Now that would be damn cool ^_^ Perhaps Vincent can make it happen!
 
KiraxSummers said:
Why thank you XD Anyway, it's finally done, check it out.
And what's this about a fight between Yu and Abigail? Now that would be damn cool ^_^ Perhaps Vincent can make it happen!
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man I love how the bio explains him with just a short story!!
corn is awesome and one day man will have super corn!! *eye glitters with passion*
but yeah fight between those two would be nice and Vincent (as you guys know him by) will do this...
 
MorrowsWings said:
I like how Cecelia feels like some underdog and I am also curious how she ended up at Ancora at the age of 11
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One rule I've been told, is "never be nice to your characters, makes for a dull story." Ha, she is no underdog, lol, I did ask Vincent (and was throughly rebuffed) if he would kill my characters off first. XD

Quite delayed via work and such, haven't even gotten much of my own writing done, but there is a reason she's there at such a young age. Was originally older but her voice sounds young, so, eh whatever. It will be explained.

Vince, where is this place located, geographically?
 
Marcos​
CH-001​
07/23/2094​
Take The Hand and Take The Knife​

Marcos sat in the passenger seat of the utility van. The thing was decrepit at best, and smelled. Stains in the seats from what he could guess at, and a dark bundle in the back he really didn't want to know. Took care not to bust the glass when he had broken in. No sense in causing unnecessary attention.

There'd be enough of that to come in a few minutes.

Check the watch, he should be coming back out here soon. Back from the store, buying more of his 'tools,' Marcos suspected.

Check the revolver, six rounds. He would only need one, if any. It was almost time. Marcos returned the revolver to his coat. He sifted through glove box of the van, the half-empty cigarette packs and spent lighters. He took one out and lit it, exhaled the smoke and watched it roll across the dashboard.

Coughing from the back. Shit.

He stepped the cigarette out on the floor. Don't wake her. Whatever was back there in the dim dank black of the cargo van, it's screaming would ruin his plan.

The coughing stopped, then silence. This is good.

He fished around the glove box some more and withdrew a knife. A woman's name was engraved on the blade, he couldn't see why that would be important. Thumb to the edge, it was quite sharp. He toyed with it, stabbing and picking at the dusty plastic dashboard. Anything to pass the time and keep from being bored until-

Ka-lick.

He heard the the drivers side door unlatch, the creak as it opened and a rock as the man began to sit down.

People seem to not notice your presence until they've finished their task, cleaning, reading, or even something as simple as climbing in to a van. But this man didn't notice Marcos until after shutting the door.

Perfect.

"Hello there," Marcos said.

"The hell are you?" this mass of a man replied.

Possibly nervous?

Heavy-set, smoker, how hard can it be? Marcos toyed the knife into the dash, prying bits of it off and letting it fall. "An interested party."

"That bitch, she sent you, knew Rac-"

He flipped the knife up and caught it, "The girls parents," and gestured with the blade to the back of the van, "They hired me."

"Hello?" almost a cooing from the back of the van, which Marcos ignored for now.

"Well, the parents did hire me. Until you got there. Nasty bit of work you did," Marcos drew his revolver and set it in his lap.

The man's eyes widened, "Ha! You think I did that?"

"The chainsaw in the back, looks brand new but it's several model years old. Recently washed then."

"Anyone can have a chainsaw."

"Not anyone can go cutting up a girls family in front of her, was that your plan for her as well? Though not with the family, you caused too much of a stir there. Take her away, your plan, have a bit of fun first."

"You're sick."

"You're the one with the van and the girl, and I'm the one with the gun," Marcos raised the revolver.

Stammering, "Okay, okay, look, I didn't do the family."

Surprise, "Oh really? Then who else could it have been?"

"I don't know," more nervous ticks, how this man had made his criminal spree last this long...

Wonders never cease.

He cocked the hammer back. "Right, I'll step out, let you compose yourself before I take you."

The look on the mans face was relief, "Thanks, thanks, I promise I won't run."

Marcos pulled the gun from the mans face, and decocked it, "Two minutes." He pulled a cigarette and set it in the mans drooping jowls, and lit it for him.

"Do enjoy this one," Marcos set the knife on the passenger seat as he left the van. He walked around and leaded against the driver's side door.

All seemed well today. Shoppers going about their business, completely oblivious to his own little secret war. Of course the man did it. He'd allow him a last smoke though. First. No matter how ghastly the offense, everyone deserved time to atone.

He checked the cylinder of the gun, still six rounds. Maybe he wouldn't have to u-

Rocking. He turned.

The man was still there. Cigarette still hanging from his lips.

Red lips.

The knife. The girl.

She. Crept up. Punched the blade through just above his sternum.

Shit. Marcos thought, and watched the fat man soak his shirt in himself.

He opened the door and grabbed the man, the girl let out a shriek and recoiled to the back of the van. Marcos pushed his quivering bulk between the seats and into the back, then shut the door and sighed. Loud.

Over the noise of the fat man's gurgling.

A wet snick.

Another and another. Snick Snick Snick.

The man's gurgling had stopped and Marcos looked back. She sat on her knees next to him. The girl. Raising and lowering the blade. Two, three, four more times.

Finally noticing his presence there, the girl let the blade clang to the floor and cowered as far back as she could.

Young. Twelve maybe? No parents anymore, and she'd be repressing their memory forever now. School? No, like she'd fit in. Twelve and she's already murdered. Foster parents? Yeah, that would end just about as well as school. Marcos thought about his own childhood in those homes, yeah... Her foster parents would be dead within a week. So, just leave her and the van? Could always walk away. He balked, no, they never get to do that in the stories.

Marcos laughed a little, eyed the girl and sighed.

He extended a hand, "Now whatever am I to do with you?"

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EDIT: Right, finished that sort of a short short chapter. Isn't moral gray fun kids? XD
 
Imagines Yu battling Abigail.

During the fight, Abigail tries to confuse Yu with the various weapons she creates at amazing speed. But weapons wise, they prove to be evenly matched.

At one point, Abigail capitalises on a mistake made by Yu to break his katana. She thought that Yu, left with only his wakizashi was vulnerable. As she charged forward to finish him off, Yu did something that Abigail totally did not expect.

He flipped the short sword over in his hand and threw it at Abigail, point first. Unable to react, the blade struck her directly in the chest and knocked her to the ground.

Retrieving his weapons, Yu spoke to Abigail one last time.
"To win by any means and with any weapon...that is the essence of the Two Heavens."
 
Luneth22 said:
Imagines Yu battling Abigail.
"To win by any means and with any weapon...that is the essence of the Two Heavens."
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Someone can't wait for the fight, hehe, I guess you can't help it. But its not going to be so easy. I pick Yu to fight Abby cause it would be pretty even..
...Whatever... how about i continue some of this little story for here..

Yu finishes his sentence, then turns his back and walks away from the bleeding body.
Abby's coughs up little bit of blood and slowly gets up. Her hand moves towards the cut on chest sows the cut.
" The Two Heavens? I like the Motto's message... its a good thing that the blade miss my heart's artery. Oh, next time you throw your blade, spin it, you have less force if you throw it just pointing forward. I guess I got cocky thinking that you would be like the other samurai that I fought."
Yu surprised and a little happy that she lived that attack. Once again he readies himself. Yu sensed something different about her aura, It made him uneasy or excited. Abby cleans her glasses and says
"But I have to say, that was a clean counter with the wakizashi, but it didn't cut my lung.
Abigail holds up four throwing knives in each hand like playing cards and throws tens of them faster than most people can see.Yu unsheathes both swords, blocking, deflecting and dodging most if not all. Few scratches and cuts to him but its nothing he can't deal with. Abby starts running while still throwing. Yu follows suit, managing the knives. Abby turns towards the cave wall and wall runs sideways and jumps over Yu. Abigail throwing knives mid air, Yu sees an opening and uses his fire spell on Abby. The flame was intense enough to make a thick smoke around her as she fell. Yu doesn't hesitate strike her before she lands. His Katana is block before he sees Abby were a pair of gauntlets with small shields on them. Yu's Katana makes contact with Abby's head, barely enough to skin a little bit of her hair. Yu aims his wakizashi to Abigail's throat, but she kicks his chest to space each other. Abby flips back and Yu recovers quickly. Abby makes a boxing stance while saying
"Damn you! You burned my back and my Hair!" She charges at Yu. He jumps towards her with his arms and legs out. Abby thinking that this is some crazy trick tries to shield bash him. Yu twist his body, lands a kick on the first shield pushing back her left arm and then hits the other shield with one last kick to the face. Abby right arm shield blocks the last kick but still has enough power to hit her head and flying her back deeper in the tunnels.
Yu doesn't let Abigail rest as he continues to attack. He gives a powerful side slash knowing full well she block it. As hits the shield to Yu's surprise his Katana breaks in half the moment it made contact with the shield. He tries using the momentum left to strike with his wakizashi on Abby's side. The pain overwhelms her side but she counters with an uppercut to the gut. Yu out of breath, attacks with whatever is left of his sword. Abigail knees his face before any such movement. Yu falls to his knees trying to breath. Abigail moves her hands up and down revealing piano wire from the ground to the ceiling of the cave. Yu stands to finish off Abby before she can complete whatever she's planing. Yu's arms lift up and stay there and Abby kicks his crouch and he once again on his knees but his arms are still in the air. He wrapped in the thin but strong wire like trapped bug in a web. Abigail picks the missing piece of Yu's sword from the ground and sticks on the floor in front of him. She ties Yu's neck with the wire. Abigail breathes in deeply
*cough* "This is the best... one thing, I was curious if the sword was special or not. but that sword of yours only had one or two years left. I would of love to fix and enhance that old sword of yours even though we're enemies.Don't struggle, I arrange the wire so if you try lifting your head you'll suffocate to dead and if you don't lift it you get your sword to your throat." Abby walks behind and places her foot on his back and pulls on some of the wires.
"Now you have three options.. one you stop breathing... two a piece of your own sword in your throat... and three well I'll leave that to you. That's if you live through this. Oh, and here's my new motto I just came up with it's You shouldn't have sold your heart for the primal experience if you didn't want to end like an animal."
Abby loathes at the idea of killing such an incredible warrior...


EDIT: Holy S*%t I got really got cared away with this. What started as two paragraphs turn in to half a page! Eh, F*%K it.. Luneth hopefully you like this... and its your turn to figure something and kick Abby's ass. If you want. But They can't die 'yet'... but you'll come up with something. And sorry got a crap load of ideas and this thing could of lasted a lot longer... so yeah have a... uh... forgot...
 
Excellent. However...

Faced with certain death, Yu reaches into the depths of his memories for a solution.

"You must learn to stare death in the face..."

Yu grins at Abigail, defiant.
"Go...to hell."

"As you wish!" she pulls back on the strings, and Yu chokes. Coughing up blood, he collapses like a puppet cut free of his strings, and his body goes limp. Satisfied with the outcome, Abigail withdraws the wires, and checks his prone body just in case, dealing a few kicks just for good measure. But he stayed down and remained down.

Satisfied with the outcome, she makes to leave, picking up Yu's swords out of curiosity.

It would be interesting to see how I can enhance them...or modify them into something...better. She mused.

As soon as she does, Yu springs to his feet. It was all a ruse. Playing dead was part of the Art of The Ninja, after all.

Detecting movement, Abigail tries activating the wires again, but Yu was already airborne and out of range.

As he does so, Yu's torso twists and his arms swing in a wide arc. Both of his legs shoot out like a butterfly's wings in flight. His right leg smashed aside Abigail's guard, and his left struck her head straight and true, and knocks Abigail to the ground. Cho-geri (butterfly kick) connected and the entire cave fell silent.

Ensuring that she wouldn't move again this time. Yu quickly struck a rapid combination of pressure points across her body, paralyzing her.

"Another movement and I'll make sure Dim Mak bursts your heart. Now speak! What does Arachnid want with Ancora?" Forming his right palm into the shape of a snakehead, Yu held it over Abigail's chest.

"Heh...I...didn't expect that...thought you were dead!" Abigail spluttered.

"I've lived through situations far worse than this one. Now answer my question."

"I thought...ninja...were the enemy of the samurai. How could you even learn their dark arts..."

"I'm not here to have you ask me about my past."

"Tch...very well, samurai. I'll tell you what you need to know. But...hehe...I'm sure you won't be able to handle the truth behind all this."

"What do you mean?"
 
MorrowsWings said:
I know what you mean.. fight scenes are long even short ones...
oh the location of the schools is I think Britain... I'm pretty sure
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The what happens after and living with consequences of their actions always interested me more. Did write a fan fiction to see if I could write a sword fight, it's rubbish, and floating around here somewhere.

Set in the UK? Ah, I was thinking southwest-ish America.

Luneth22 said:
"To win by any means and with any weapon...that is the essence of the Two Heavens."
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Cecelia: "You know how ridiculous you sound, right?"
Marcos: "Cecelia, mind your manners."
 
Luneth22 said:
Pfft, Cecilia obviously doesnt know bushido and who Miyamoto Musashi is.
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I'm pretty sure Cecelia doesn't much know or care about either of those. Yu could probably give her a lesson. Don't know how much good it would do, especially the bushido part. Not much honor in stabbing an innocent (but guilty at the same time) man to death in the back of a van.
 
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