Sceldrant's Comet

by Michael Rogers

Luna: "Pssht, settle down, bitch."

  Pink Haired Woman: "How dare you talk to her like that! I'm number forty-"

  ?????: "Wendy, enough."

  Wendy: *She swayed her pink hair, looking at the yellow haired woman in confusion.* "Cindy?"

  Cindy: "I know I'm only a vice captain, but I've been practising Rostical."

  Luna: "Rostickal?" *She spoke in disgust, as if she didn't care what she had to say.*

  Kerry-Anne: "Wha-?!" *She tumbled off the small hill, landing face-first into the ground.*

  ?????: "What an idiot." *A woman with short green hair with a large green wooden mallet tied to her back walked down the road path.*

  Luna: *She glared at the woman with green hair and rolled her eyes, focusing her attention to Kerry-Anne.* "You OK-?"

  Kerry-Anne: "Gah?" *She sighed on her breath and closed her eyes, falling unconscious.*

  Luna: (She just passed out-)

  Wendy: *She looked at the woman with short green hair and sighed.* "Mindy, late as always."

  Mindy: "What have you got here?"

  Luna: "I dunno. I'm lookin' at three stupid bitches that need to back off, aye."

  Cindy: "Talk to me or my sisters like that again, and I'll blast you in the face with Rostical!"

  Luna: "Aha! Sure, why not?"

  Mindy: "Cindy, you're not meant to use Rostical unless you're captain level."

  Cindy: "I know.. But, who's going to tell on me?"

  *Wendy and Mindy looked at each other with grins, as if they wouldn't tell.*

  Luna: "If you're finished ya stupid Rostickal shit, can you fuck off please?"

  Cindy: *She ground her teeth and stormed up to Luna, forming a fist.* "I haven't unlocked my potential yet-"

  Luna: *She faced Cindy and readied to fight.* "I deal with stereotypical bitches like you all the time-"

  Cindy: *She tightened her fist, causing a spark of electricity to flash around her knuckles.* "You asked for it!"

  Luna: "Wat was that light?" *She looked to the side, as if she didn't know it came from Cindy's fist.*

  Cindy: "Hah!" *She punched towards Luna's face and a swirl of fire shot her in the eyes, causing her to scream in pain.*

  Luna: "Gah-?!" *She stumbled back and fell onto her back, covering her eyes in pain.*

  Cindy: "Tssk-" *She frowned and shook her wrist, as if she was in pain.*

  Mindy: "Cindy?"

  Cindy: "I'm okay-"

  Wendy: "The Rasticplash?"

  Cindy: "Yeah."

  Luna: "What the fuck was that?! Argh!" *She yelped in pain, crying out tears of blood and puss.*

  Cindy: "Bind her mouth to shut her up and let's take her back to Sorrowprax."

  Wendy and Mindy: "Yes!"

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  *Rachael and Twortz continued to walk across large empty meadows, watching gentle waves crash on a sandy beach to their side.*

  Rachael: *She looked down, staring at bright green grass before focusing her attention to the golden sand on the shore.* "The beach looks awesome, hey?"

  Twortz: "Indeed it does." *She spoke in a professional-like manner, keeping her attention ahead.*

  Rachael: (She didn't even look-..) *She sighed to herself, as if she was bored.* "So.."

  Twortz: "Could I ask you a question?"

  Rachael: "Shoot?"

  Twortz: "Don't take offence to this, but were you always this hyperactive?"

  Rachael: "Hyperactive?"

  Twortz: "Always, upbeat?"

  Rachael: "I've always had a lot of energy. Working two jobs and doing my Hapkido, it usually keeps me busy."

  Twortz: "I see."

  Rachael: "Besides, just because you say, don't take offence, doesn't mean what you're saying is any less offensive."

  Twortz: "Oh? My apologies."

  Rachael: "Hehe, I wasn't offended, but I'm just saying."

  Twortz: *She noticed smoke rise from tall thin chimneys of a distant town, causing her to smile.* "Finally, civilisation!"

  Rachael: "Awesome." *She smiled in determination and unintentionally walked faster.*

  Twortz: "I'm famished." *Her stomach growled, catching Rachael's attention.*

  Rachael: *She placed her hand on her stomach and looked curious.* (When I woke up, I was starving too.. But now, I'm not.. Like, at all?)

  Twortz: *She noticed a bright brown road-like path, causing her to look happy.* (I was a little worried we would be stuck in the middle of nowhere for a while-) "Rachael?"

  Rachael: "Ah?" *She snapped out of her train of thought and nodded her head with a smile.*

  Twortz: "Looks like, if we follow this road, it'll lead directly to that city."

  Rachael: "What are we seriously waiting for?"

  Twortz: "My extra cargo?"

  Rachael: "Extra-?" *She awkwardly paused on the word, as if she realised what Twortz meant.* "Hehe, alright."

  ?????: "Oh, fish-cakes! This isn't good." *A man wailed in a sarcastic-like manner, instantly catching Twortz's attention.*

  Twortz: (Well, he sounds gay-)

  ?????: *He shook his bottom to each side, sighing in a defeated-like manner.* "What horrible timing."

  Rachael: *She stared at the man's back, noticing he stood on the side of the road-like path.* "Hey?"

  Twortz: "Don't go up to him-"

  Rachael: *She ignored Twortz and walked further down the path, catching the man's attention.* "What's up?"

  ?????: *He turned around and noticed Rachael, causing him to step back with uncertainty.* "How can I deliciously help you?"

  Rachael: "Deliciously-?"

  Twortz: "Help us? She's essentially offering her help." *She spoke in a professional-like manner, stopping next to Rachael.*

  ?????: "Oh, jinkies! I might take you up on that offer." *He giggled with boosted morale, causing Twortz to sigh, as if she didn't want to be there.*

  Rachael: "Well, I'm Rachael, what's up?"

  ?????: "You speak with such confidence. My name is Lezard." *He smiled and looked at Twortz.*

  Twortz: "..."

  Lezard: "And..."

  Rachael: "Ah? That's Twortz."

  Lezard: "Deliciously fascinating names."

  Twortz: (Is he drunk? What's with the crazy persona?)

  Lezard: "I have a problem."

  Rachael: "Well?" *She waved her hand, implying Lezard to continue.*

  Twortz: (She really is like Ashton.. Always a need to help. I like that, but.. It's.. Not the Rachael I know-)

  Lezard: "Well, I'm on walkies with my daddy and-"

  Twortz: "Okay, seriously. Walkies? With your daddy? Is that how a grown man should speak?" *She spoke in a stern voice, keeping her professional composure.*

  Rachael: *She silently glanced at Twortz.* (Twortz is very stern and intimidating at first. She used to act in a similar manner like that towards me-)

  Lezard: "Ouchies." *He pouted, causing Twortz to shake her head in an annoyed-like manner.*

  Twortz: *She stepped to the side, as if she was about to leave.* "I have no time for-"

  Lezard: "Okies. My sincere apologies."

  Twortz: "..."

  Rachael: "So, you're travelling with your father?" *She spoke with uncertainty.*

  Lezard: "Bingo!" *He stamped forward and pointed at Rachael in the face, as if she was correct.*

  Twortz: "No." *She walked past Rachael, focusing her attention to the city.*

  Rachael: "Twortz-" *She grabbed Twortz's arm.*

  Twortz: "Yes?" *She spoke in an annoyed-like manner, pulling her arm out of Rachael's grip.*

  Rachael: *She quickly glanced at Lezard in desperation.* "Do you know your way around here?"

  Lezard: "Of course! I'm a traveller!"

  Rachael: *She looked back at Twortz and smirked.* "Well, if we help you out, could you help us find a way home?"

  Twortz: "Or, instead of hanging out with freakshow over here, I could just find the local phone in the city?" *She grunted on her breath, ensuring Lezard couldn't hear her.*


  Rachael: "Well, I won't stop you." *She shrugged her shoulders and focused her attention back to Lezard.* "So, about you father?"

  Lezard: "Well, we're heading to a particular city, and he must've left without me."

  Rachael: "Why?"

  Lezard: "Well, I kind of lost our RPG bag."

  Rachael: "An RPG bag? You mean gun?"

  Lezard: "Gun? Sounds like fun." *He giggled in an oblivious-like manner.*

  Rachael: "You know, shoot shoot?" *She motioned her hands, as if she shot a gun.*

  Lezard: "Nope."

  Rachael: *She looked to her side, noticing Twortz enter the city.* (Well, hope my intuition doesn't fail me now.)

  Lezard: "Well, that's not what the problem is."

  Rachael: "Yeah?"

  Lezard: "The problem is-" *He quickly looked to the side, scanning the area in the distance.* "I heard there was a nasty bugger somewhere out there, and I don't know any offensive techniques."

  Rachael: "A nasty bugger? Like a bully? And what do you mean techniques?"

  Lezard: "Hermm? I don't know about you, but it feels like we're on opposite wave lengths today, bwarharh."

  Rachael: "Hehe." *She unintentionally chuckled at Lezard's crazy cackle-like laugh.*

  Lezard: "I don't know how else to explain myself."

  Rachael: "So, to sum it up. You need to get back to your dad, but don't want to travel alone because of this bully."

  Lezard: "Holy fish-cakes, pretty much!"

  Rachael: "Maybe you should've just said that in the first place."

  Lezard: *He smiled at Rachael, causing her to look insecure.* "..."

  Rachael: "What is it?"

  Lezard: "I know we just met, but I have a good feeling about you."

  Rachael: "Just in case. I'm already taken."

  Lezard: "Naww, it won't stop me from trying-"

  Rachael: "No, seriously."

  Lezard: "And stopped I have." *He coughed, as if he knew Rachael wasn't kidding around.*

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  *Luna slowly woke up with no vision and felt the ground around her with a dropping jaw.*

  Luna: "W-Where-?" *She spoke on her breath, listening to moving chains and distant shouts of agonsiing pain.* "A-Am-...?"

  ?????: "Looks like one of you finally woke up."

  Luna: "Gah-?!" *She screamed in fright and quickly squirmed away from the man's voice, hitting the back of her head on metallic poles.* (What are these-?)

  *Luna reached behind her, feeling the poles in confusion.*

  Luna: (They feel like bars to a cage-)

  ?????: "Don't scream, you'll just bring unwanted attention."

  Luna: "C-Come near me and I'll call the police!"

  ?????: "Police?"

  Luna: "D-Don't play dumb." *She shivered in terror, as she blindly looked to each side.*

  ?????: "Even if I wanted to, I'm in a bind." *He moved his arms, causing thick chains to rattle from his wrists and ankles.* "I'm a prisoner too."

  Luna: "P-Prisoner?!"

  ?????: "You were captured by a warrior right?"

  Luna: "Warrior?" *She frowned in frustration, suddenly triggering a flashback of Cindy punching her with a fist of flames.*

  ?????: "They finally caught me.."

  Luna: "W-Who..?" *She trembled in fear, as if she didn't know what was happening.* (Am I dreamin'? I-I can wake up now-)

  ?????: "What happened to your face? Those wounds look fresh."

  Luna: "... W-Wake up, Luna."

  ?????: "Luna?"

  Luna: *She whimpered and started to tear up, causing blood to seep from her eyes.* "Why can't I see?"

  ?????: *He gritted his teeth and tried to pull his arms, causing the chains to dig into his wrists.* (Damn!)

  Kerry-Anne: "G-Gah-?!" *She screamed into consciousness, instantly noticing the area around her.* "W-Why are we in a prison cell?"

  Luna: "K-Kerry?!"

  Kerry-Anne: "Luna?!" *She ignored the black make-up which was smeared across Luna's cheek and neck and eagerly crawled towards her.* "Kylie! She-She died from a creature!"

  Luna: "A creature?!"

  Kerry-Anne: "It looked like a weed and its eye opened up with teeth?!"

  Luna: *She looked in the direction of Kerry-Anne's voice, revealing her damaged eyes.* "Teeth?"

  Kerry-Anne: *She silently covered her mouth in disgust, staring at Luna's eyes with a dropping jaw.* "Y-Your eyes."

  ?????: "Sounds like your friend got attacked by a Scoldrant."

  Luna and Kerry-Anne: "Scoldrant?"

  ?????: *He chuckled, as if he couldn't believe their confusion.* "You're kidding me, right?"

  Luna: "Who'd be jokin' around with something like that, dipshit!" *She screamed in anger, causing the man to look intrigued.*

  ?????: "You aren't so stereotypical?"

  Luna: *She started to frown.* "Shut the hell up, aye."

  Kerry-Anne: "I can't.. I can't do this.." *She looked at her fingers, noticing dried blood and dirt.* "Where the fuck are we?"

  ?????: "Wow, language."

  Kerry-Anne: "Who the hell are you anyways?"

  ?????: "Nathan.." *He spoke in disrespect and looked away, as if he didn't care for Kerry-Anne.*

  Kerry-Anne: "So, where are we?" *She looked up, staring at a mouldy ceiling.* "What kind of police station has no lights?"

  Nathan: "I don't know what you're talking about. We're in Sorrowprax, in an underground facility." *He listened to grunts and moans from other people in singular jail-like cells.*

  Kerry-Anne: "Why are we here? We didn't do anything wrong, aye!"

  Nathan: "..." *He looked towards the bars, as if he was listening to something.* (More warriors are coming-)