☸ shaders

[miyumura]

☸ i have many story ideas, but never enough effort to put them to any use, so i thought i'd try out this forum
☸ although i've been on CS for a long time, i've never ever written on one of these forums, but there's a first for everything
☸ that also means i might make a lot of mistakes or accidentally misuse the forum, let me know if i do anything wrong hahah
☸ i also have no idea what to call this story... so i guess i'll give it a temporary name: 'shaders'.

this is currently WIP, i think. i'll find some time to make it look pretty.

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☸ prologue
☸ chapter one
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☸ i've decided not to write out all of the characters, because i change my mind a lot and i like to introduce them all one by one, as you meet them.. if that makes sense
☸ the story will have better grammar and capital letters where appropriate i promise

[miyumura]

*saving a space*

[miyumura]

☸☸☸ prologue ☸☸☸

"Soela, get down!" The sandy-haired boy yelled, across the room.

The petite girl did as commanded and dropped to the floor, just in time to dodge a chair that was thrown her way. "Where is it!? Where's the shader!?" She yelled back, trying to be heard over the crash of things being thrown across the room, clothes, glasses, mirrors, books, whole shelves. She then glanced up to see the chandelier was shaking. "No! Please! That thing cost me so many crowns!"

"Are you seriously worried about the light, at a time like this?" The boy snapped. With a yelp of surprise, the boy slid to the side, to miss a painting that flung off the wall.

"Vern! Couldn't you have caught that!?" Soela exclaimed, pointing at the painting that now lay smashed on the ground. "That was a really rare piece, I'll never find one like that again!"

Vern scoffed at her in disbelief. "Would you rather it knocked me out?" Vern protested. As he was about to make another argument, a black, smokey figure rose up behind her.

In a panic, he launched toward her, armed with a candlestick and pushed her out of the way of it, before it made an aggressive swing of its arm. As a wall of smoke came towards him, he used the candlestick to deflect it away, but the impact pushed him back too, where he landed on top of Soela, with a THUD!

"You idiot!" She snapped, punching him from underneath. "Get off me!" Vern pulled himself off her with a groan and rolled to the side as the monster attacked again.

As Soela sprang to her feet, she ran to catch the pretty vase of flowers as it spun across the table.

With a high pitched shriek, the shade punched the wall, completely destroying one half of it! "Vern, distract it! The cursed blade is behind the bookshelf!" Soela groaned, jumping out of the way as the shader slammed a dresser into the spot where she stood.

"You distract it!" He argued. "I'll get it!"

Soela showed her disapproval by throwing a photo frame at him, but she sighed and yelled a, "fine," before she ducked away from another attack.

Ducking from a vase that smashed next to his head, Vern scrambled to his feet and made a dash for the book shelf, but as he reached for it, a book hit him on the head, slowing him down.

"OW! Soela, what the hell are you doing!?" Vern roared at her, ducking behind the sofa, to hide from the books being hurled at him. "Distract it!"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Soela retorted, throwing another small object at the shade, which paid her no attention. "Hey! Over here, you fat lump!"

Vern managed to push the bookshelf out of the way, but it landed with a crash, catching the shader's attention again. As the monster stormed towards him, he grabbed the cursed blade and threw it to Soela, who almost didn't catch it by juggling it in her hands for a second.

As it advanced on him, a low hiss in its throat, Vern tried to back away from the creature, but it snatched him up before he could react and shook him hard, screaming a high pitched whistle in his face.

"Hey!" Soela bellowed at it, charging forward, with the sword held behind her, ready to swing. "Would you quit destroying my things!??" The creature dropped Vern as Soela drove the blade home, tearing through the smoke, which screamed louder and higher than before.

When the sword hit the floorboards, the monster was gone, its voice echoing through the building as Soela dropped the sword and held a hand out to Vern.

"Thanks... but since when am I one of your 'things'?" He grumbled, taking her hand and dragging to his feet. "I'm not an object."

"Don't be stupid, I was talking about my furniture." She snapped, dusting herself off. "Now help me clear up. I'm so sick of shaders getting in here and smashing my house up, but they've never been as destructive as this one."

With a discontented nod and another complaint, Vern set about picking things up. Sighing at the sight of her smashed floorboard, she leaned closer to examine it, to find a mark on the ground. The mark was three lines, all joined up, but twisting around to make a hexagon.

"Vern..." She muttered, beckoning him over with her hand. "Isn't that...?"

Vern's breath caught when his eyes lay over the shape. "The Grip."