First Paragraph: 173 words
When the woman, who had yet to be named opened the door, Nikolai appeared with a book. She immediately greeted the Tartarus Mage and invited him to go in. "Hello, hello!" She said. Her voice was surprisingly...young. To be honest, the woman looked like she was twenty five years old. Nikolai formed a smile on his face and replied with the following words. "Greetings to you too. I am glad that we could have a chance to meet up and talk." Then the man muttered. "Some of the other Tartarus Mages think I'm a weirdo for hanging out with an old woman. That really got me down, but I don't care." The woman widened her eyes and bursted out a statement. "Tartarus Mages? As in my grandchild Reich Lyserg?" Nikolai grimaced. "You know the guildmaster?" The woman held her finger up and replied, "Yes, yes. He's my grandson." Reich Lyserg wasn't really the woman's grandchild. Either she fooled herself into believing that, or she had a very active imagination. Nikolai talked to Reich himself, and he said that he was two thousand years and a four hundred more, and that his grandmother died a long time ago. "That's......nice to hear. Anyways, I came here with a book." The woman replied with an answer which took Nikolai off guard. "That's very nice, but I'll be telling the stories today."
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As the woman closed the door behind Nikolai, he got to looking around the small house. It was well furbished, with plastic over the furniture and even tables. He then sat down on the couch. It had a plastic-like feel on his backside. The woman got to sitting down, and decided to tell a short story. "Here's what I remember during my younger years." Younger years? Are you kidding me? "Let's hear it," Nikolai replied. "I remember when I got married to my first husband. It was all fun and games until the honeymoon ended, then I got to see a different side of him." The woman looked down to the rug where she and Nikolai rested their feet. "Different side? Was he a monster or something?" Nikolai replied. "Figuratively," the woman added. "I had to be very careful not to disobey him or he'd do.....things to me." The woman rolled up the sleeves on one of her arms to reveal several bruises. "What he hell?" He widened his eyes. "What in God's name did he do to you?" The Tartarus Mage added. "Well, one time I got home from home late and he thought I was cheating, so you can tell what happened." Now Nikolai was surprised and angered at the same time. " Hard to believe that the woman got beat by her husband.
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"Apparently the Second was out for a jar of milk when the First caught him and stabbed him a couple times. Fifty six times to be exact. I still remember when he brought the corpse to this exact doorway." What the hell? The same doorway that Nikolai stepped through was the one that held a dead man's bones?! "I see," Nikolai replied. "Did you by any chance give up on love?" The woman held her head up high. "Nope! I'm still looking for that perfect man," she replied, blushing. Nikolai put his arms on the couch to make himself comfortable. "That's cool.....Mom", he added. "I never told you my name yesterday, didn't I?" Nikolai shook his head. "Nope," he replied. "Well, my name's Ramona," she replied. "Nice name," Nikolai smiled. "Anyways, I think I might urinate," The Tartarus Mage added. "There's a bathroom to the right of here." Nikolai walked over to the john, and began urinating. As he peed, he shuddered. "It feels like she wants something with me."
Nikolai pulled up his pants and returned to the living room, where Ramona was waiting for him with a cup of Sake, which is Japanese for alcohol. "Isn't it a little early for drunkenness?" Ramona replied, "It really isn't." Nikolai doesn't believe in being drunk during the hours of 6 in the morning and twelve at noon. He then took the cup of Sake, and began drinking from it. Seemed more potent than usual. "What the hell is this," he yelled. "That's moonshine, honey," Ramona replied. Nikolai's vision began to blur as he started sweating. Then his body became paralyzed as he tried to get up, and fell to the floor with a dynamic thud. "This is like no moonshine I've tasted before," replied Nikolai, with his voice muffled on the rug. "I never expected that to happen. Give me a second," added Ramona as she ran into the kitchen. Nikolai tried to pick himself up in the meantime, and only got as far as the couch itself.
Nikolai made his hands and toes into fists as he drank the potion. "This type of drink tends to knock people out," said Ramona. She then got back to her stories. "I didn't realize the time. You must have to get back to your guild, right?" Nikolai sighed. "Correct. Anyways, what else were you going to tell me?" The woman raised her finger. "I remember being a mage." What the actual hell was she talking about? She ran magic? "That's nice," Nikolai replied. "What kind of magic did you run anyway?" Ramona took the necklace she wore, and created a bluish-green spark upon it. The necklace later manifested itself into an ax, about as tall as Nikolai. "So you're a Fullbringer?"
"Yep," Ramona replied. "I think there's at least twenty of them left." Fullbringer? Twenty of them? Illogical. "Well, since I've shown you my stuff, I'm entitled to a viewing." Nikolai stood up. "Whatever." The bracelet on his right arm began to exhibit a bluish green glow, followed by a spark of the same color, which later covered Nikolai's entire arm to the elbow. Afterwards, a silver piece of metal enveloped the Tartarus Mage's arm. The steel created a glare in the light as Nikolai articulated the fingers. The plate on top of the gauntlet also shined, causing an even bigger glare in the light. For some reason, The Fist of the Titan(Another name for Titan's Fist) vibrated, which is uncharacteristic for that specific gauntlet. The Macedonian name is Tupanica na Titan, for some reason. The steel was stone cold, and exhumed a powerful presence. "I happen to be a Fullbringer too."
"There was this man......this mysterious man named Mr. Lock. He was the one who gave me this thing," Ramona said. Nikolai looked at the giant axe. "Mr. Lock? Yes, I think I remember him. Last time I saw him, he was being thrown into a police wagon when I was about fifteen. Apparently he was being indicted on several charges of conducting unlawful experiments, on humans that is. I think I remember being injected with a bluish-green liquid one day when I was pulled into his shop. I felt a euphoria throughout my body for that day. Then one night, I woke up in a terrible night sweat and saw this big old thing on my arm. I went to Lock and it turns out that it was a side effect from the injection he gave me. Something called Object Affinity. My power just happened to come to the closest thing to me, which was my bracelet."
"I remember when that man stabbed that same liquid into me," replied Ramona. Except it was different. I remember being beat up by my husband when this big black axe appeared in my hand. I started swing it around, and he ran. After that, I too went to Kane, which was his real name, and asked questions. "Apparently you are able to take the closest object you have near you and create a weapon from it," she said as she took off her necklace. I don't know where that man is, now. Nikolai rolled his eyes. "Probably rotting in prison somewhere. I honestly thank him for this, I'm really starting to like this steel heap."
Nikolai's watch, on the other hand began to resound a *beep* as he realized he had to go somewhere. "I'd gladly complete this conversation, but I have places to be. I guess this is goodbye," he said, putting his hand upon the back of his head. "Come back anytime, honey," replied Ramona as he kissed Nikolai on the cheek. He then took his huge book and slowly walked out the door, making sure to create as little noise as possible.
Total Amount of words: 1601(One hundred past the minimum.)
Completed on October 6, 2014 by Nikolai Dixon
Last edited by Nikolai Dixon on 6th October 2014, 6:45 pm; edited 6 times in total