Introduction
Once upon a time, very far away from population, there was a city
called Jynan. It was a city of joy, happiness, friendship, and enjoyable
competitions. In that city lived a Shoyru, whose name was Drange. He was
a happy, fun-loving Shoyru as well as the rest of the inhabitants. He
mostly blended in with the city's atmosphere since he was so alike the
city's inhabitants. He was Rainbow-Coloured, and that was the only thing
that made him not blend in, but everyone overlooked that. Now let me tell
you the story of this young Shoyru's adventure in his own words....
Return of the Nimmos
I laughed as I tackled my brother, Larmos, on the grassy ground. We
always play wrestled like this. It was a test to see who was the strongest,
even though we young Shoyru didn't take it that way. We took it as a fun
sport. Hey, Larmos was only 6 years old at that time. I was 2 years older
than Larmos. I was 8. Larmos growled playfully, and threw me back, and
just then, the loudspeakers over the city boomed loudly. "All inhabitants
of Jynan come to the mayor's house immediately!!"
Larmos and I stopped wrestling, and looked up at the loudspeakers. We
knew it was only used in case of emergencies, and I knew the gentle voice
that talked over the loudspeakers. It was Kale, an elderly Skeith that
was respected in the community for his great deeds in the past, defending
Jynan. But, Kale's voice wasn't the same. It was tense, and nervous. It
made me feel a bit scared. I got up, dusted myself off, and waited for
Larmos to do the same. He got up, outstretched his wings, and looked at
me. "Let's go, okay?"
I nodded. "Yeah, let's go."
I repeated my brother, and outstretched my wings, then flew to the mayor's
house.
I knew my way well. I had lived in this city since my birth. But, my
mother and father had died in the heavy war that happened long ago against
the Nimmo Army. They gave their lives for ours, and it was respected.
Oh sorry, I'm going off the story now. Let's get back there.
Larmos tagged behind me, a bit slowly, since I had taken
training in flight, and all he could do was watch since you had to be
at least 7 to enter the training. Finally, I reached the mayor's house,
where my friends and other city inhabitants were waiting, worry on their
faces, some with nervousness in their eyes. Kale stepped up to the stand,
and leaned over the wooden pedestal, his long grey beard nearly touching
the floor. Kale raised one finger, and began to talk.
"Fellow inhabitants of Jynan, I have summoned you here to tell you some
important news. Now, the older ones in this city may have seen the Nimmo
War, while the younger ones may have only heard about it. I have to say,
it was complete and total destruction. Many of our fighters died, but
we prevailed over the evil Nimmos. It was great and all, but here's the
bad news. The Nimmos are returning to Jynan, to finish the job they have
started."
A hush fell over the crowd, and Larmos was shaking in fear. I stepped
back towards my brother, and covered him with my left wing. The mayor
nodded, and sighed.
"They say it will happen at 12:00, midnight. We need as many fighters
as we can get, as these Nimmos are ruthless beasts, and won't cease the
onslaught until they've destroyed us all. Their leader... their leader
is Taricha, a Halloween Nimmo of great power. He is winged, so we will
need to use air combat to destroy him."
Frightened mumbles were heard over the crowd. From Wockys, Peophins,
Bruces, and Techos. A small, young Strawberry Moehog spoke up.
"Why do dey want to destwoy our city, Mister Mayor?"
Kale shook his head. "TitanAE...that I will never know..."
To be continued...
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