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[Opens to a scene of a snow covered field, a small stone wall to the side. A heavy but slow snow falls from the pale sky. Cuts to a close up of running feet across the field, heavy breathing in the background. The next panel shows a tall man in a large coat and ragged hat, his eyes a dark shade of red. His mouth is covered by a part of his coat, only his eyes and matted hair are visible. Cuts to the running man stop in front of the one in the coat and hat. Cuts to the runner, he is a young man with a determined look about his face. The other man looks at him, almost peering through his soul. In the young man's hand is a long sword, the hilt is black as night.]
Young Man
This is it, our third meeting and I don't know who you are.
Man
...
Young Man
Speak to me...come on!
[Man holds out arm covered by coat sleeve, a long and slender hand slips out. He slides his arm to the side, and opens up his hand, the palm facing outward. A sudden swarm of energy begins to twirl around his arm until a dark sword appears.]
Young Man
Straight to the action, huh?
Man
...Weak...
Young Man
We'll see who's weak, Haaaa!!!
[The young man lunges at the other, holding his arm back until he reaches the man then throws his arm forward, the sword comes close to the mans face.]
Man
...hmmm...
[He dodges in a flash]
Young Man
Damn...I'm still too slow
[The man appears in front of the younger one and grabs his throat, he raises the young man up then slams him to the ground.]
Young Man
Ahhhh...
Man
...Weak...
[The young man swings his leg at the other man's legs, trying to take him down. The man jumps away from the attack. The young Man jumps to his feet and slashes down at the man, he catches the blade with his hand and grabs hold of it.]
Man
...the end...
Young Man
Huh?
[The man rips the sword from the young man's hand and stabs his own sword into the young mans right shoulder. He throws the young mans sword to the ground.]
Young Man
Ahhhh!!!
[The young man falls to his knees, blood starts to leak from his shoulder onto his clothes. He tries to grab the blade but the man pulls it from the wound, cutting the young man's hand. The man kicks the other in the stomach, sending him back several feet.]
Young Man
Erragghh...I'll defeat you...
Man
...Please defeat me Miako...please...
Miako
No...
[Man sheaves his sword then turns to walk away.]
Miako
Stop! Let's finish this, now!
Man
You are...too weak to defeat me, however we will meet once more. But for now farewell Miako...
Miako
Ugh...
[Starts to fall over, catches himself with his hands, blood falls from his mouth and splatters on the white snow. Miako looks up, the man is gone from his sight. Miako falls flat on the ground.]
Miako
..the..end..
[Cuts to view of the entire field, the snow continues to fall heavily. Caption: “Chapter 1: Into the Fog”.]
[Opens to scene of a tall and pale building, the windows are a dark tint from the lack of sun. The voice of a man begins.]
Man
Well...he's doing much better than when you brought him in a week ago Mr. Naio. However, he's seems to be fighting some sort of fever, it must be from being in the cold for so long. What was in doing in those fields, does he not know that they are a forbidden area?
[Cuts to inside the building, an older man stands in front of a tall man in a long doctors coat, the older man, Mr. Naio looks into a small hospitle room where Miako lays unconscious on a hospitle bed.
 Dual blader · Sat Nov 03, 2007 @ 05:50am · 0 Comments |
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