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NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't belive it!! Storm_Kahmit tried to do some HTML and somehow lost the page!! Now, I have no story and have to redue it *cries*. Here's what I have so far *clears throat*:
Introduction:
You are on your way to Mystery Island. Rowing your boat with your neopet, thinking to yourself, I think I might get some tropical fruits while I'm over there. It starts to become slightly foggy. A few minutes later you see a piece of land up ahead. Mystery Island! At last you step foot on land. As you look out into the open, you see nothing. It's a deserted island. Very foggy and a dreadful looking place. Your neopet looks at you with a puzzled look. You look back at the place and all you can see is a land full of rubbish and dead plants. Finally you speak, "I don't think this is Mystery Island. Either that or something tremendous happened." Once again you take a look at an empty plain. Nothing.
Hello." To your suprise, you here a voice. In shock you turn around and look everywhere. There, you notice a neopet like shadow in the distance through the fog. "I said hello." The voice answers again with a female tone. Soft and sounding pleasant, yet in a sad tone. You just barely make out words, "Hello. Who are you? What are you?" You look down and your neopet seems quite calm. The dark figure steps closer, right in front of you. She takes the shape of a Xweetok! "I am Eriling. Eriling the Xweetok." is her reply. She smiles and says, "Come. You look lost. Might I know your name?" Now calm, you answer, "I'm not lost, it's just this island came out of nowhere! My name is guest by the way." You follow Eriling into a cozy little cave. About a 10x15 foot cave. Eriling looks at you and says, "Sit down, guest, and have a drink. Would you like to hear my Story and where you are at the moment?" You sit on a comfy little red chair as Eriling puts a mug of hot tea in front of you. You take a look at your surroundings. There is a purple rug under a clear coffee table in front of you. The brown and green Xweetok, with an electric mark and a purple tail, Eriling, sits in a wooden rocking chair in next to the coffee table. The entrance is right of you and you can see that it started raining. Finally, you reply, "Thank you, Eriling. It looks like I have no choice but to stay a while. I would love a story." You look at Eriling and find a pink stone hanging from a string on her tail. You seem curious untill you realize what's to the right of you! There is a pink rug behind Eriling and the rocking chair, where your neopet has curled up on. Behind the rug is a stair case. To the right and left of the stair case there are shelves of books and belongings. Now you're curious about the stair case! Then you notice Eriling is ready to start, so you make yourself comfortable for a story.
Chapter 1, Eriling and the Island:
This is Morta Insulo. This island's name used to be Montvojeto. It has been renamed after a battle, years and years ago. You see, I was there. The worst time of my life. The battle was the "Clash of Xweetoks". It happened 487 years ago. Now, I know what you are thinking, how could I have possibly been living that long. Well, as you can see, I'm not looking old. That is because I never age anymore. This jewel. This jewel on my tail. It has done this to me. The only powers this jewel can give me is Speed and Life, eternal life. I sometimes wish everything had never happpened. I can't remember what happened before the battle, my real parents, my real friends, nothing. Not even my real name or age. So I go by Eriling and 487 years old. Well, I suppose I should tell you the battle and what happened.
Chapter 2, Morto:
The leader of the enemy xweetok army was a horrible xweetok named Morto. He was the most dreadful thing ever. Morto killed for pleasure, he didn't care who, or what the things were. He would even kill some of his own army if they were to do one thing without his command. His army only joined because the coward over Morto, and that was the only way they oculd live. Though they were trained from being average xweetoks, to xweetok killers. They turned out loyal to Morto. Some xweetoks went in to spy on Morto and how he trained xweetoks to become that way, but all of them came out to be killers their own. Still, none were more ferocious and dreadful than Morto. His fangs and claws stuck out with blood dripping like rain. He has a ripped ear, and the color of darigon. Did I mention he had a chain color with spikes? Well, he did.
Chapter 3, The Battle:
The day the tables turned. Ah, yes, the battle. That was the last day I could remember anything. Any days before was just a peice of crupled up paper. I'll start from the last. I was breathing very heavily. Looking around, just seeing our small army of xweetoks. Inside the metal building was worse than being in a cage. Everything was hot from all the body heat. Sweat pored from all males and females. Just thinking about the raging fire on the outside, in the battle field. Everything just a pit of grey, death, ashes. It was like a graveyard at midnight, but much much worse. Where the killing takes place. This was it, the Clash of Xweetoks. It was a 50/50 chance. Either Morto reigned, or good will triumph. The worst part was, we had no armor or weapons. Only our teeth and flesh. Someone had to do the deed of finishing off Morto. Yeah right! I would be dead by then. Our whole army would, but I couldn't think of that. I had to fight, or everything would fall in the future. I was ready. For that one moment, I was calm. Though it didn't last long, the doors opened. I closed my eyes, and opened them. We were lined up, facing Morto's army. It felt like an eternity until the obnocious ringing sound of those dreadful war horns sounded. I felt sick to my stomach, and then a reaction triggered me to turn around, and I killed an enemy xweetok with my mouth. I didn't even know it was enemy. When I looked down at what I did, I thought If I didn't have that reflex, I would have been killed already. Now, I was angry and confident. The next thing I did was kill every xweetok in my way, which thank goodness no ally xweetok got in my way. For the next 15 minutes (which was a very long time to just fight), I slashed, and tore, and bit, and scratched. Usually I would emerge without a scratch from the killed xweetok, but sometimes a mark or two. Though the time and energy it took drained my strength. I was sweating harshly. I just wanted someone to finish off Morto so I can fall to the ground and wake up in a hospital, fully healed.
Chapter 4, Seeing Pink:
I stood there for a while, looking around at the battled field. Just seeing those inicent xweetoks, both of Morto's army, and ours fall. Every second, a soul was taken. Just seeing them, not even hearing them, fall from exaughstion. Being trampled and killed. Being clawed killed from a major bite or claw wound. It was so terrible that most of the xweetoks were killed by exaughstion, and not being killed. The sky was grey. The field in flames of death, spreading as fast as fire. When I looked around, something shiny caught my eye. What could possibly shine in this misery? I looked around to make sure no one was near me. Then I trotted off to the forest that bore the shine. I reached in a bush, to see what was causing the shine. Something cold and smooth touched my paws, and I picked up the object. When I was pulling it out, the shine took the color of a soft bright pink. I was touched with a warm feeling from the glow. When I pulled out the glowing figure, it looked like a giant diamond. It was so brilliant the way it pulsed the pink glow. It's like I just wanted to stand there the rest of my life and watch it. I forgot everything about the battle, until a freezing cold shock trembled down my spine. I flinched in pain, and then the magnificent jewel stopped glowing, and the pain stopped. What was that? I thought. For some reason, I was thinking that this jewel was to valuble to just leave, so I tucked it very tightly, and safetly in my thick green fur. I thought at that moment How come nobody saw the glow? How could somebody just leave or forget this jewel? Was I meant to find it? I shook my head. Then, feeling refreshed, I went back into the battle field... unfortunately.
Chapter 5, Accident:
To be continued...later...much, much later. So much later, I might even give up on this. ^^ I have a lot of work to do. Believe me.
