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sora's test
It have been 13 years since Sora and Roland incident. Sora was grounded for a week doing every chores even the ones that involved heavy log lifting. Roland on the other was spared after his discovery of his inherited magic ability. He train to use his magic with the help have his dad. Their friends slowly spread apart as the difference between continued to expand. Sora had his wit and agile skill but no experience with a sword or magic. Roland fought his own dad who went easy on him and taught him everything he knows. Both had the same goal to go to seren academy. One of the 7 schools that teaches magic and physical attack to defend against evil. Each school specializes in a brand of magic or physical attack like sorcery, enchantments, or swordplay, hand to hand. This particular school balance magic and physical attack. It firmly believes that you can't rely on just one thing.It was simple to get in. All you had to was display you skill in front of everyone and panel of judges. All the
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Second life by randompokeninja Second life :iconrandompokeninja:randompokeninja 2 498
Just the beginning
The year: doesn't matter
Why doesn't the year matter. Because it just an excuse for time to repeat. It'll always describe the time of hate and war of when it starts and ends. It always starts out with the balance of good and evil, life and death. Some event causes a group to become desperate like famine or drought. They would do what is best for them and ask for help. From that point gate decides the event for either an alliance or war. That a pretty morbid idea of the thought process for time and its history. The weak succumb to the strong that is the law of nature. So what happens to the remaining weak? They have two choices to give up or become stronger…
felsen is a world built on the principle of magic and technology. Even after war and calamities so intense that would riddle a world inhospitable. Yet life goes on and the sun rises and falls like any other day. Creatures and people rebuild for the next event to become stronger than the stronger. When it will happen fate decid
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Blossoming love
Fang a bengal cat arthro was walking down to his high school. He wore a cheap knock off suit. It was cool and sophisticated look for him.  Fang got his nickname from when he was little. He broke his two front feline teeth. A dentist gave him two thick fangs to replace the one he broke. So the new teeth made him look like saber tooth tiger and the nickname stuck. Fang goes usual school the allow the strange and misunderstood fetish to happen. It uses vore as a motivator, and punishment. Fang had a photographic memory meaning he could review an entire classroom book and know everything for quizzes and test. This gave him an unfair advantage in school. With this ability he had the highest score in the entire school which gave him the perk.
Fang reaches his school and see young fennec fox girl by a some well know thugs. The vulpine girl was using her books to shield her. One member, a tall wolf muscular arthro known as Talon as the leader of the thugs. He plays football, basketball, h
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My little monster first form ref by randompokeninja My little monster first form ref :iconrandompokeninja:randompokeninja 0 0
Black city: Zero's tale
Black city, the ultimate metropolis on the world. The top producer of everything in the new age. But it isn't all the guts and glamour. Criminals thrives in the creaks in the busy city. Dark alley act as shortcuts, den to city pokemon, and home to crimes. Where there crime, there heroes. The police enforcers of the law can't handle the sheer size of the city. So the local pokemon decide to form an alliance to help the police. The city is their home so why not protect it? If the crimes happen most in the alley then they cover the alleys, while the cops cover the street.
In the city there a popular playground for city pokemon and kids. It was made so the pokemon wouldn't cause unnecessary trouble and it gives them something to do/ play on. This was a meeting ground when the street light come on. Varies pokemon come to gossip and talk while sitting on a snorelax huge belly. "Who would like to start?" A shiny Zoroark asked, who name is zero. A couple pokemon raised their paws. "Lil' shinx"
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Time traveling guardian
Orphanage is a place where dream go to die and the feeling of abandonment settles in your mind as time goes by. It more like a prison, school and a job for kids. Kids do simple tedious chores for a minimal pay that could barely cover for gum. Some parents even use the thought of sending their own kids to the orphanage. As warning to keep them in line just like saying boogeyman is real. A military training camp would be more fun than living at the despair inducing place. The headmaster saw the the kids as dollar signs from the government.  The more kids the more money they earn. So it was common to see two kids sharing a twin size bed. The only freedom was how they spend the thirty minute recess in the enclosed wooden privacy fence. Old chalk nubs, oblong shaped baseballs, weathered broken toys and each other. Couples come to the orphanage to adopt to give their kid a brother or sister, Maybe the female was sterile. This brought hope to the little one eyes but disgust to the older
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Friends in hibernation
Winter is a land where only ice types and the prepared survive. By fall indicated by the changing of leaves. Usually most pokemon either eat a lot to store up fat or store up a food reserve. But first winter time pokemon living on their own get sidetracked and forget to the last second.
The bones of the forest were all that is left after the leaves have fallen. Berries and fruits stop growing to survive till spring. In the forest there was a trail of foot prints Unfortunately a little pink cat like pokemon was foraging for something that survived to freeze. Skitty whimper hearing her belly growl protesting for nutrients.  With every step the soft fluffy innocent snow drained her of her energy as it crunched under her paws. To make thing worse it start to snow softly at first but it got progressively worse. Skitty cover her eyes shielding them from the stinging snow. Skitty body disappear as her body is blanket by snow. Suddenly she sees a flickering light in the distance.  To
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The Dragon Doctor
!!Warning!! Contains soft vore and partial full tour vore (No not all the way through)
   Now this case was strange, something I’ve never encountered before. The day started like any other. I woke up and brew myself a strong one, the rich black coffee was much more bitter than normal. For some reason that detail sticks out above all. Just as I was finishing breakfast I got a call on my phone, figuring it was one of the normal townsfolk calling me again, maybe Mrs. Cuts again with that old crooner of a lap dragon. However, when I picked up the phone it was someone completely new.
   “Hello this is Drake’s dragon veterinary how can I help you?” I asked with a slightly cheerful but dull voice, the usual beginning to every conversation over the phone. “Hi my dragon is very sick, she seems to be having very bad stomach problems, and cramps,” the deep female voice on the other end said with a almost shaky voice. Stomach problems aren
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8> A backpack is bouncing on her back as she runs. A handful of brushes she quickly stashes on her jacket. Sirens blaring on the distance. Not that Dea will be caught today. She has been doing graffiti for many years on many billboards on many cities, and even if the cops have tried to take her down to jail, it has been futile. The infamous artist only known to the public as Deodorant has struck again; this time, a satirical mocking scene on a billboard showing a candidate for mayor in the town she was living for now. She keeps on running, making sure the mask she is wearing doesn't fall off. The rooftops at night of this city with an unimportant name always give excellent views of the night sky at this time, but right now, it's Dea's parkour track to run from the cops, running as swiftly as a Liepard from building to building, with the occasional flip. She makes a sharp turn to the right and starts sliding down a rain pipe. She makes it to the ground, and quick
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It have been 13 years since Sora and Roland incident. Sora was grounded for a week doing every chores even the ones that involved heavy log lifting. Roland on the other was spared after his discovery of his inherited magic ability. He train to use his magic with the help have his dad. Their friends slowly spread apart as the difference between continued to expand. Sora had his wit and agile skill but no experience with a sword or magic. Roland fought his own dad who went easy on him and taught him everything he knows. Both had the same goal to go to seren academy. One of the 7 schools that teaches magic and physical attack to defend against evil. Each school specializes in a brand of magic or physical attack like sorcery, enchantments, or swordplay, hand to hand. This particular school balance magic and physical attack. It firmly believes that you can't rely on just one thing.It was simple to get in. All you had to was display you skill in front of everyone and panel of judges. All the judges are looking for is that you know the basic so the school can build on it. Roland would have no trouble getting in but Sora lacks any skill. Sora does have a goal and determination…so nothing can stop anyone with those two thing.

Place: common market

“Ah good to see you again Sora!” A merchant said with a smile staring at the young teen before him. Sora was wearing soft grey t shirt and black and white shorts. “Hey, how business going?” “Decent I suppose. You can make it better if you bought something.” The merchant laugh hardly making Sora giggle. “It just so happen that I finish a mission. So I got some spare coin.” This peak the merchant interest. “Oh~ what would you like? And what was your mission about.” The merchant jester to his stand which had a little of everything, Weapons, item, and jewelry. Sora always had overly dramatic stories that were ridiculous. Sora looked over stand tell his story. “I fought a horrible clawed rare fur beast. It was so fast that you could of compared it to a ninja. The mission was to simply capture it.” The merchant laugh know that was an exaggerated truth. “You mean the sweet kitty belonging to ms. Terisk.” “That cat is not friendly.” Sora said confirming what the merchant already know. “Anyway I need a new sword.” Sora said “another one?! Man you make blacksmith really work. Happen to the last one?”
Sora thought about the last couple swords he had. The first was given to by his dad and he lost it while running from bees. The second one throw after being cornered by wolves. When he bump the tree a dead branch fell along with an active beehive. The bees stung both Sora and the wolves. The third melted after Sora tried to use a fire spell. The fourth which lasted the longest broke after cutting a tree while combining his agile ability.
“It broke from training…” “um I bet you lost it” that comment hit Sora ego like an arrow to the knee. “Sword please.” Sora said wanting to leave now making the merchant laugh. He knew what did but wasn't going to push it. “10 copper and I'll throw in this book. A guy gave it to me after losing a bet. I don't know anything about books” the merchant said. They made their exchange. “Thanks” Sora said attaching the sheath to his back with the sword inside. The sword was the most common sword anyone one can buy or make. The book was tattered and pretty much falling apart with the spine nearly destroyed. He place the book inside his olive green string backpack. He walk back to his house taking the dirt path wore in by mounts and merchants taking the same path. He passed some merchant carts and they gave him the stink eye. It was understandable that they didn't know if he was bandit or not. It just safe to say that they were paranoid and cautious to protect their goods.

Sora stops in front of house in a small community town, a short distance away from the downtown market area. The house was two story tall and relatively small. The bottom section consists of the living room, kitchen and bathroom. The top floor was the actual living area with two bedrooms and a master bedroom and storage space. The house was surrounded by a stone fence giving it an country feel.
Sora walked inside passing a family picture of him when he was younger. It was him sitting on his dad shoulder smiling and his brother with a unamused crossed arm express. It was like you could read his thought about that moment in time… the moment was pointless. There was another picture with his brother and dad taking a picture in their unseal sword state. His brother summon weapon was twin hook swords while his dad was the chain up arthro beast form. Sora sigh seeing it since his ability has yet to be discovered. He tried using magic but it fizzle out and swing a sword isn't really something you would call swordsmanship. There was smell in the air of cooking meat. Sora pass through the house and exiting the house following the scent through the back door. He see his dad cooking a massive cleaned dead monster bird. “Hey, son. I literally brought home the bacon.” Sora shake his head ashamed of his Dad's attempt of a pun. He stares at it long razor sharp beak and curved claws. “Yeah, but it take forever to cook.” “So, it will be delicious and worth the wait.” He said says before taking big whiff of the cooking meat and drooling thinking about how amazing it will taste. “Fine. I'll be back later then.” “Remember to try to strengthen your blade with magic to reinforce it.” His dad said reminding him of technique that he taught him. Sora rolled his eyes tired of his dad persisting on him practicing magic in some way.
Sora walks off to a wooded area that had different elevation caused by flooding of small creek. It was the perfect terrain for training of all kinds. The green leaves rattle in the slight breeze. Sora weave through the tree to get to his training spot. He less than five minutes he stop in front a dead tree with dozens of cuts in it. Sora draw his sword by the guard. When it was fully out he quickly twist his hand grabbing the handle and swings the sword in a diagonal motion. “One strike slash, that gonna happen today” Sora said setting a goal for himself. Sora stare at the tree with determination. He hold his sword using a Japanese technique of holding the sword low and to the side ready for a slashing or parrying motion. Sora focus his magic on his sword remembering what his dad said. “Breathe. Channel your magic through your sword like an extension of your body. Imagine what the blade can do and apply it.” As Sora was going through the steps his sword glowed blue with an aura surrounding the blade. The aura was wobbly and unstable. Sora ran forward quickly while the aura was still applied. -thud- The aura shattered before it make contact with a tree. The sword simply chop into the tree getting stuck. “Gah, not again” Sora groan as he pulls the sword out with some difficulties. Sora walk back to his previous spot to try again. Thirty minutes past and Sora was leaning against the tree sweating and exhausted. His mana was low because he doesn't how to limit it and his muscle ache from pulling his sword out of the so many times. Above him his sword was stuck a tenth of the way into the tree. He grin looking through the flashback in his mind analyzing it. He was getting close to getting his timing right even though the aura was still weak and unstable. Sora pulled the book the merchant just gave him. He hold and read the title “the gods in need” “wait, I remember this book.” Sora read on happy to have the book.
It was a tell of a young boy being chosen by the gods for his courage and righteous spirit despite the setback in his life. The god combine their powers to form a weapon, the first summon weapon created. To use it full power the boy had to unlock the power sealed inside. It was a safety measure to see if the power would corrupt the boy. All the gods wanted was to kill a god that killed another god for power and became tainted turning into the first hollow. This particular god was the god of time and his brother the god of space. The time god kill and absorb his brother power through corruption. The gods tried to handle it but the new god of space and time was too powerful. So they band together to form a weapon that was more powerful than the power of space time. They chose a warrior from a small civilization who has seen evil but remained untainted with revenge or fear. A warrior with a heart of pure gold. This warrior that the gods call a champion to wield their combined powers, was just a child turning 12. A child had the power of imagination to use their power in an unexpected way catching the corrupt god off guard.The lore extended far beyond the book. This battle was known to be the foundation for the first summon weapon, first hollow, and first usage of magic.

“You sure do come here alot!” A girl voice piped in as sora was ready the action part of the book. He looked to see a elf girl. Typical for elfs she wore a green clothes with something symbolizing nature, and pointy ear. But unlike a normal elf she prefer the more honorable ways of close combat than the gift of magic. She carry wooden staff made from an ancient oak tree crave with elvish symbols. “Yeah, I trying to cut the dead tree in half just like my dad. But the aura is unstable so it keeps breaking before contact. What about Sonya?” Sora said closing the book and placing it back in his bag. “I'm an elf. I like to commune with nature. But when I someone chopping away…” she glares at him “I was ready to touch them a lesson. But it just you” she said poking fun at him. “What is that supposed to mean?!” He sound hurt even though he glad that she didn't give him a thrashing. Sonya giggle from his response. “Still want to get into the academy?” “You already know it” “yeah, but I want to hear you say it. You know third times is the charm”

Seren academy
A snake like creature with a human torso has standing with a clipboard in the middle of an arena. The naga snake half is a crimson red with a amber under belly while wearing black shirt with a snake coils around the shirt in jungle green. He had Blonde hair with a large portion of his hair sticking out, making him like a lazy sleepoholic. Honestly bed head or cow licks are extremely hard to get rid of even with he tried before coming which didn’t show.  Stone seats surrounded the arena like a colosseum for spectators to watch and study their future opponents. “Alright, candidates. Rules are simple I'll a golem. Do as much damage as possible. Any damage you take from magic drains your stamina for future reference. So if you plan to use a weapon it has to be the school's practice weapons. You'll be judge by our judges depending on method of damage...sora what are you doing here?” The naga sigh seeing sora...again. “Well to try again. You know more than I do. That there is no limit to how many times I can do this.” Sora grin throwing a peace sign knowing he was right. “Do I have to remind you what happen last couple times.” the naga warn trying to get the hint across. “Nah, I'll be fine~” sora gave a goofy grin not taking the hint seriously. The naga sigh hoping it didn't come to this...“remember the first time. You got your weapon stuck in its sheath. Afterward drawing it you lost your grip tossing it then you got beat around till i stop the match. The second time you tripped and you killed yourself impaling yourself on your own sword. Your lucky that it was a mana sword or that could’ve been a different story.” The naga recounting sora attempts. A couple of the candidates laugh hearing the accounts “I've never used a mana weapon before and my shoes are tied now!” Sora defended feeling embarrassed hear a couple people in the crowd tried to hide their laughter. “Fine, third time's the charm.” The naga sigh before smiling seeing sora determination. He hope sora will pass so he can teach him something. “Let’s get start!” the naga slam his hand on the ground and summoning circle appear glowing on the ground. The ground shook as rocks rolled and climb on each other to form a bulky rock golem. It eyes glowed, and took up a ready battle position. One by one fighter challenge the golem. Ultimately they failed to do any real damage to the stone surface. They did show some promise that could be built up later with proper teaching and training. A guy steps with an aura that says that this is going to be easy. This guy was a normal human with stocky build with husky build to put in soft term. He work a wore baggy monk style pants and prayer beads around his wrists. On the prayer beads at individual letter from a foreign land. He had walnut brown hair that was slick back. Some people giggle seeing the fat ass jiggle as he walks up to fight the golem think this was going to be a funny fight. The golem charges at him while the guy stood still with his eyes closed concentrating. As the golem gets close the guy fat transform into intense bulky muscles. When the golem goes for the obvious punch, the guy side steps it pulling a fist back. He launches his fist forward into the golem stomach. At first it seemed like it did nothing till the golem was blown back into pebble size pieces 3 seconds later. A unusual glowing stone stop faded and rolled among the rumble. The guy let out a sigh and his body return to it normal pudgy state. “Impressive that you didn’t use magic and destroyed my golem. That’s some raw power. What your name?” the naga praised him from his accomplishment. “Dai, thank you master” he said before bowing in a respectful manner before leaving and sat down amongst the crowd. People asked how he did that, what his secret, where he learn to do that, and everything to uncover his power even trying to bribe him when he wouldn’t budge. “Sora, you’re the last. Do your best!” the naga said summoning another golem. Sora cheer as everyone giggle this was going to a funny fight thinking they were going to see a ragdoll fight. The sora take up a sword standing in front of the golem ready for his chance. Sora drew the mana sword and it was a sword handle since it wasn’t energized with magic yet. Sora concentrate his mana to his hands flowing it into the sword handle creating a blue solid blade edge, now looking like science fiction lightsaber. The mana edge was wobbly and doesn’t look like could do any damage. The golem charges like it has done before with the same attack pattern. Sora didn’t try to dodge like all the other. He point blade done to took up a defense posture and took the impact of the golem punch. Sora was pushed back to the wall from the force of the impact. Everyone giggle think he was more of an idiot for taking the force. Sora smile staring at the blade edge that wasn’t broken. That was a test for himself to see if the blade he created would take the impact. Sora stare the golem thinking he could show off his skills with his agile ability and his mana enforcement that he normally use on his sword. Sora run up and slide under a incoming punch. He rebound quickly and takes up a fencing position as it try to locate him. Sora let loose a series of strikes barely chipping the stone. Sora eyes spot the glowing core of the golem, a elemental weak spot through the cracks that was created from the strikes. The golem sense his core being exposed and quickly turning only its midsection and counter with a right hook. It caught sora by surprise sending him flying and hitting him against the wall. With the core expose the golem went into a defensive mode. Sora tried to speed to get behind it but it rotating it midsection facing sora the whole time. He tried to slide again but the golem lower itself to the ground block him. The golem grab sora and toss him to the edge of the ring. Sora thought about his option of what not working to come up with a new plan. Through observation he knows the core is it’s flaw, it’s a non-living creature so it not bound by restrictive ligaments and tendon so it can compensate for it slow movement, and lastly he looked at his injuries from his failed attempts. He covered in dirt and had a couple scratches from the counters which the nurse can easily heal. Sora breathes thinking that going behind or going under doesn’t work, then you go above. Sora had a flashback about the technique his dad taught him. Sword can be sharpened on stone grinding it on the surface and mana can be sharpened in the same way. Sora been trying to grind his mana with his mana by forcing to go in two different direction which actually counteracts each other before the impact. He know he doesn’t have to mana control to actual use his father technique properly and he can’t just going around in circles just to be thrown back. Sora sheath his weapon signing knowing what to do next. “awe giving up so soon. I was enjoying you getting knocked around.” a guy said in a mocking manner. “Nah, i’m sharpening my blade.” sora said smiling back at him earning a piss look and a looking away tsk. Sora hold up the sheath horizontal channeling his mana into the sheath. The sheath glowed a blue aura with it wobbly nature. Sora quickly held to his side and charges forward at sprinting speed. The golem ready at right punch and throws forward at him. Sora jump on the golems arms and ran up it. He jumps up from the shoulder straight up. He did a backflip looking like a ninja orienting himself for a final blow. Sora grabs the handle and channel his mana into the blade inside while channeling his mana through the sheath. He drews it quickly grinding the two mana covered surfaces together. Sora blade was buzzing like a chainsaw from his mana. All he had to do at this point was to maintain the whirling aura. The golem couldn’t counter at the attack which it hasn’t experince yet. Sora slam his sword down holding it sturdily allowing the aura to slice through the rocky shoulder and down. Somehow the golem remain to stay together even after being sliced. Everyone was flabbergasted seeing a blade slice through stone but after a few second were second guessing themselves. Maybe the attack fail and was more of a last minute bluff.  The golem turn to attack but its eyes stop glowing as mana leaves its body. The golem crumbles into a pile of rumbles and the cherry on top was the golems core sliced in half. “Well, someone learned from their mistakes.” the naga says. Sora turning to retaliate the remark but was with a proud smile as the snake helps him. “This ends the entry test. Sora, and dai congrats on defeating my golem by destroying its core. Everyone else perform spectacularly and passed. I can’t wait to help you expand your skill and talent, as a teacher that is my job. Now go home and rest. Your class will start tomorrow at 7. Don’t be late.” the naga said dismissing the group.  Sora contained his excitement yet disappointed that he couldn’t start right away.
After the group was dismiss sora went to the nurse to treat his scratches and bruises from being knocked around. From the shadow a figure frown having see the whole group fight. But the figure was more interested in sora fight. “Sora, you idiot. Magic is to dangerous for an idiot.” the figure step out to reveal roland, that has watch the whole fight. Roland goes to class thinking about his friend being in danger again like when he was a kid.
sora's test
welp I finally finished this. it's 6 pages and nearly 3600 words!!! there a Naruto reference. the first person to comment what it is, get 20 points. also dai is Korean manga character from webtoon high school of god. but the my character and their are opposite of each other. 
Which is more popular pokemon or dragons?
Second life
Whelp I'm bored and this seemed to be a good idea.
You can be either pred or prey. You can go off and say you have 1 pokemon as a trainer or something. Or you say a pred gave you second chance by tf. Try to say a sentence. Don't give me half ass stuff!!

I currently have 113 watchers so that actually amazing!
Next month I'll be in Germany for two years.

I'm going to Arkansas. After a month of training there. I'm going to Germany. The time zone difference is 6 hrs from Texas. So if you rp me in the states then my rps are going to seem slow... so yeah.
i'm taking my old phone...maybe I can finally finish that animation I raved about before switching to the iPhone.(which I love.)
The year: doesn't matter

Why doesn't the year matter. Because it just an excuse for time to repeat. It'll always describe the time of hate and war of when it starts and ends. It always starts out with the balance of good and evil, life and death. Some event causes a group to become desperate like famine or drought. They would do what is best for them and ask for help. From that point gate decides the event for either an alliance or war. That a pretty morbid idea of the thought process for time and its history. The weak succumb to the strong that is the law of nature. So what happens to the remaining weak? They have two choices to give up or become stronger…

felsen is a world built on the principle of magic and technology. Even after war and calamities so intense that would riddle a world inhospitable. Yet life goes on and the sun rises and falls like any other day. Creatures and people rebuild for the next event to become stronger than the stronger. When it will happen fate decide. There are creature from every race and species, some might be considered a legend or myth to people not native to world. Such as taur, gryphons, dragon to name the common few.

Here is where the hero comes in…

A child plays in the old ruins that still stand among the far end of a bustling city. Acting as a reminder of the heartache and sacrifices they made in the past. “4...3...2...1 ready not here I come.” The boys say with a giggle. The boy was no older than 6 with short messy red hair. He wore green shirt with small felt black tribal style dragon in a lying or sleeping position. Swim shorts that fades from black top to green bottom and Velcro shoes that lit up with each step with a unique playful design on them. The boy runs around checking corners and kicking rubble every so often. This was attracting unwanted attention from the shadows. As he runs around until he heard a giggle then a sudden attempt to silence the act. “I know that giggle!” He say excitedly as he runs toward the last location of the sound. Upon arrival he sees his target trying to get away. A black panther arthro wearing a black vest and black shorts. His friend loved the color black just because his fur is black. He was around the age of 8...honest 7 and three quarter “Hiding somewhere Rowe?!” he laughs calling him by a much hated nickname, as his friend isn't caught till he's tagged. “It's Roland and you know it sky!” He starts running now that his attempt to hide is blown. “And you know it's sora!” The boy says chasing the panther boy.
They laugh and tease as they run through the ruins.
A creature cloaked in a black mist emitting from its body and wearing a permanently attached white mask. A hole was placed in the usual spot for theses types of creature. The creature body types was shaped like a dog with long sharp claws and long jagged white spines on it back.
This type of creature is commonly known as a hollow named for the hole that is ever present somewhere on there body. It physical makeup is made of corrupted magic caused by many phenomena natural or unnatural. Their shape varies to adapt to any environment or situation given time. They only live to destroy, by that meaning they are physical walking death machines.

The hollow eyes glowed a crimson red as it senses the two small children playing. A friendly game of hide and seek turn into survival game of prey and predator unknown to the new players. The hollow races through the ruin kicking rubble out of the way and going through shallow walls to make easy quick short cuts. “Oh no” the boys said in unison looking the direction of the intimidating sound. They bolted in the opposite direction knowing that sounds weren't coming from a friendly source. “We need to split up sora. One of us get out and get help.” Roland said panting “right. We need a strong guy.” Sora in a innocent kid tone knowing the severity of the situation. They split up pass what used to be a wall with sora going left and Roland going right.

Meanwhile a guy in a brown duster jacket was in a mansion trying to find the way to the clients. He had a European style sword with a hollowed out hilt sheathed in a leather sheath with a hook attached the open end pointing out. He shouldn't have declined the butler offer of being a guide the owner of the house. But his pride got the better of him and now he's lost. He looked around for any signs to tell him where he was or at least a map maybe a marker. He pass the same marble bust of the owner 10 times. “What in the world?! Either I'm going in circles or the clients has way too many busts of themselves” he says ready slice through at least one statue head “please sir, don't show your barbaric attitude toward my master's possessions” the butler said out of nowhere scaring the guy. “Jezz aren't you a sneaky ninja!” he say holding his chest describing the butler wealthy action. “Will you allow me to guide you to my master?” He says hit a sore spot for the guy...admitting defeat. “Yes…” he says glaring at the statue head wishing the butler wasn't here so he could destroy the bust. As the butler bows with his arm coming across his chest. He walks to the closest door “gate. Key keeper” a key with a skull on it “no wonder I didn't hear you. You're a caster.” “Precisely. Key keeper allows me to open any door and teleport to any location I've been too.” The butler say turning the key to the right then left before opening the door. The door frame looked like it had a light barrier blocking the room. “Close the door behind you.” He say walking through barrier and ,from his description of his power, teleported. The guy looked at barrier skeptic of the butler actual power. Space magic is a rare power since hard to understand but with summon tool which has the ability makes it easier if the tool selects you. He walks through it pulling the door closed behind him. He close his eyes for a moment. The sun was blinding him? He was outside in the middle of huge garden with topiary castle large enough to be an actual castle and bunch of other topiary design. A abundance of colored flowers depicting a beautiful pattern. “Did you enjoy your exploration?” A panther said sitting in cast iron chair and table with a vine design all over it. “It made my head spin. It is too large.” The panther laughs knowing that the truth “sure it is and that was just one floor.” The guy was frightened by that very thought. Truly the mansion is a maze. “Anyway I call you here because of my son.” The panther said getting straight to business. The guy rubbing his forehead with two fingers already knowing what this conversation was about before it happened. “What did sora do now?” “I'm all for exploration. Exploring ruins and collecting coin while seeing the faces of people grateful of our services. But you know as well as I do that ruins are also dangerous. I wish the city would remove the old ruins but they say it's a reminder and not a death trap. See where I'm going with this?” “I'm leaving right now. Butler used that power of yours. My son is so grounded when I find him.” The panther nodded to the butler confirming the order. The butler open the door with summoned key and the guy stormed through the door. The guy looks around to see where he was. It was in the middle of a still standing doorway. “I told him that the ruins were dangerous but of course he never listens.” There was a loud crash sound and dust rising “well that was easy. Better hurry. Enhance speed.” He says as he gives a green aura as magic increase his speed as command. He sprint in the direction of sound of destruction leaving dust clouds behind him.
Sora exits a crumbling building into an alley. He sees the hollow facing the opposite direction of him. The sniffs air smelling sora just behind it. It spin taking out a building with it tail preventing one possible escape as the building crushes behind it. It changes up beam and shoot at sora. Sora runs out of the way of the attack. The beam destroy the doorway preventing another escape. Sora looks around for any means of escape in the alley. The hollows grins knowing that the child was trapped. Sora runs down the alley hoping to find another exit. The hollow chases after him down with a sick grin knowing his prey was helpless. Roland was on a roof watching everything. He wanted to help but didn't know how. He remembers the time his dad and sora’s fought in garden. His dad created magical circle to do various task. There was one in particular that could help in this situation. With no magic less it was a long shot but anything is worth a trying. He runs across any stable roof, support beams and jumping across gaps to stay on the roof.
Sora dodge swipes of the hollows claws despite being in tight spot. Sora was running out stamina yet he lasted longer than most because of the evasive tactic.
Sora reached a dead end. He looks around in disbelief. “This isn't happening” Sora thought as he face the hollow with his back press against the wall. The hollow raise his claws in the air for a final blow. Suddenly a white magical circle flickers below Sora.
Roland was trying to focus panic that best friend might die. A hand was placed on his shoulder “your magic isn't strong enough to use that type yet. I'll lend you the power…” Roland felt a surge of energy and the magic circle formed and another and another in a series toward the hollow and under it to behind it. Sora was flung by the series of magical circles and landed in the dirt with minor scratches to his arm behind the hollow. “Whoa we made some potent magic repeal circles. Let me handle the rest.” Roland looked to see sora’s dad before he jumped down into the alley landing between the hollow and Sora. “Sora are you okay?” He asked keeping his eyes on the enemy in front of him. “Dad?! Uh I'm fine but how did you get here?” Sora says glad that his dad was here. “Good because you're grounded… now watch.” Sora’s dad pull off his sheathed from his back. “I'm going to kill you without magic. You are just too weak for my taste.” Sora’s dad says drawing his sword with his right hand. The hollow roars sending a shock wave out. “Now you're just being crybaby, just come on already.” The hollow charges an energy beam and fires at him. Sora’s dad swings his sword up slicing the beam in half with shock wave of his very own. The split beam destroys the walls causing a old home to collapse. The hollow runs at sora’s dad before pouncing with claws extended out. Sora's dad simply stood his ground like their wasn't any danger. He block the hollow left paw with his sword and right with his the sheath. The hollow’s spine rattled before launching like missiles into that sky. What goes up must come down as the spine now rain down threatening everyone in the area. Sora’s dad push the hollows paws away and jumps up. He had to deflect them or else Sora or Roland would get hurt. He attached the hook on the sheath to the hollowed out hilt. This extended the reach of the blade and a little bit more power for swings. He kicks one spine into another using it as a vertical spring board pushing it out of the way into another. He slice through 4 spines in half and landed on another intact spine. Unhooking the sword from the sheath. he uses the hook to hook on to the spine and swings it. Using the moment of the spine Sora’s dad hits another spine. He jump and hooks on to last spine and swings it in a full 360 to give it speed aiming at the hollow. The jumps back seeing that Sora's dad redirect its spine toward it. “Any more tricks?” He says with a dark tone enjoying the fun. The hunter has become the hunted now. The hollow howls summoning mini version of itself from the ground. There was at least 20 mini hollows. “There so many but they're not enough. I'm getting bored and I can't let dean wait any longer. It's almost suppertime so I'll give you the honor of unsealing my sword.” The mini hollows charge in a blitz while he was talking. “Break out, Leon.” He says as the mini wolf hollows pile up on him. “Dad!!” Sora yell worried that his dad just died in front of him. The hollow pile exploded as the were pushed away. Sora’s dad stood up revealing a new form. He had a lion’s mane around his face. His arms had binding on his wrist attached with chains wrapping around them up to his back. There was a long loose chain linking his ankle and a lock linking another set of chains to a choke collar. It looks like he would've been better off not released his swords power. But Sora know better…
Leon is his sword name and it's power is transforming him into a humanoid lion. He has the strength and speed of the fierce Savannah cat enhanced with magic. The binding only disappear as the battle goes on releasing more power for Sora's dad to use. After all chain are gone, he can then unleash the true potential of his sword. but the fight is going to end before that even happens.
He grabs one with the hook end of his sheath and slams it through several walls. Sora's dad growls as if he was animal grinning in the process. He attaches the sword to the sheath and swings it around hitting every mini hollow with such precision and speed. He stares at the hollow who actually backing away from the beast. “This is the last thing you'll see corrupted magic made creature.” He say as the mini hollow dissolve turning back into pure magic before disappearing. Sora blink and his dad stabbed the creature through the mask. The same thing happened to the original hollow just like mini hollows it created. It too turned into pure magic disappearing in the process. Sora's dad swings his sword in a x formation before tossing it in the air spinning blade to hilt. He place the sheath on his back. As if the sword had it mind on its own aiming for the sheath. It slides in smoothly and seal the sword's power. Sora's dad reverted back his normal form and the chains turn back into pure magic. “That was super awesome!!” Sora get up and run up to his dad with amazement in his eyes. “Thanks but you're still grounded. You know these ruins are dangerous. These old houses are collapsing. Plus bad stuffed happened here. Multiple  bad events corrupts the magic in the air creating hollows. As you saw there very dangerous. You're lucky this hollow wasn't that strong. Roland I'm proud of you for learning your father’s magic from just seeing us, even though you had my help. Though I would hold off telling him if you want to keep your fun.” “Yes sir, um can you get me down now?” Roland said still stuck on the roof of the building glad that's over. He smiles looking at hands proud with himself that he could use his Dad's magic. He knows he needs practice before he can actually use it. Sora's dad pulled out a cellphone with a small rounded crystal powering it. “Hey, I found them. Can you have the butler guy open a door to bring your boy home? Sure that will be great, thanks buddy.” He says hang up the phone with Roland’s dad on other side. Sora walks up to where Roland and catches him. A doorway flashed a white light as a portal activates. They pass through it returning home.
Roland told his dad wanting the ability to use which made Roland’s father proud and started his training. Sora was punished with chores and locked away in his room for a week with nothing except his bed and clothes on the floor. He thought about the event and wished he was stronger instead of running away.
Just the beginning
Well it's been awhile since I wrote and submitted anything. This is my version of a collab of anime that I love. Took me two days to write 2869 words. This has been in the works since I've been on here and I've always changed the view or plot of it so I never started...
please tell me what you think. This story is chapter based and won't be vore focus like my other short stories. Since this is an intro I'm not committed to anything yet.
I only have time on weekends with all my studying and stuff. 



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alexander mckain
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I'm 18 and I live in Texas. I'm previously known as iamarandomninja. I couldn't change my username so made a new account plus I like this better.
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Shrub-buster Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2017
Happy Birthday!!!!!
randompokeninja Featured By Owner Aug 7, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
thank you. I'm 22 now so that something...
Shrub-buster Featured By Owner Aug 7, 2017
Cool, I am going to be 24 in 3 days.
randompokeninja Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
sweet happy birthday to you
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Tristan531 Featured By Owner May 29, 2017
Thanks for the watch :D ! (This was a creepy fast response wasn't it? xD )
Pearlbomber Featured By Owner Apr 2, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the watch! I'm glad you like my work!:D (Big Grin) 
randompokeninja Featured By Owner Apr 2, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Yeah. I like the character interaction
Pearlbomber Featured By Owner Apr 2, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks, I put a lot of thought into them!
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