OOC: So, um, yeah, like, I decided to use my writing (non-)talents for once to attempt to write this up. It's been bugging me for a while, and well... anyways, might as well get it started, ne?
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Life's funny sometimes, ya know that?
I don't even know why the hell I'm here... running through the streets, dragging along a crying little kid and a smartass spirit of some sort. Maybe it's one of life's little mysteries. But... I hate mysteries. They annoy the hell out of me, call me and make me wanna figure our what purpose they serve... what twisted mind would dream up this kind of stuff. I guess I'll find out sooner or later, though.
But I'm getting ahead of myself now. Name's Damian Smith. Pleased to meet you, I suppose. Don't mind me if I'm a little less-than-calm. I mean, you ARE in MY head, right? It gets a little uncomfortable in here. Oh, and mind THAT place. That's for Nakibe. He's crazy, and I should know. I HAVE had him here for years now. I'm surprised I haven't gone crazy because of him.... or maybe I am.
Why do I keep him around, you ask? Yeah, sure, he's nothing but trouble. I've known that for a LONG time. And yet, well... he's kinda attached, you understand. Besides, I... err..... never figured out how to get rid of him. And I do kind owe him my life, sorta. Maybe I should just tell you from the beginning about it.
Y'see, I was once a normal little kid. No, not quite like Solis... never had his odd problems with luck. From what I can remember still, I had a nice house... and decent folks. Good bed... and no magical powers that I can tell. Hell, it was quite nice, really. Wish I could go back but... I don't think I would even if I could now. Things have Changed. I've changed. Anyways, it was a normal day, I think... sun was shining, I was out having fun and my parents were just letting me roam the backyard a bit. Yes, I had a yard.... or at least I THINK I had one... anyways, I was out doing... something. Can't remember what at the moment. All of a sudden, a guy in a suit just... strolled out of the bushes. I remember yelling at the folks about a strange man in the yard.
Lotta good THAT did. They looked at where I was pointing... hell, he walked right up to the WINDOW they were looking out of.... and they never saw a thing. I thought they were blind as bats for a moment, and started to yell at them. The guy smiled and did something that I recognize now as a magic spell. At the time, though, I knew it was making the hair stand up on my head. A Bad Thing indeed. Suddenly, there was... an odd aura around my parents. I looked over, and they looked kinda odd. Dad looked like he was in the middle of saying something to me, and Mom was starting out the back door to see what I was yelling about. Was, though, as I suddenly realized that they weren't moving, AT ALL. The stranger grinned at me, and I started to run... after that... I guess he did something to ME, too, because I can't remember much after that.
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*lurks*
Warning: The previous was a work of Chaos. Anything said above was written by a certified nut. Caution is advised
MY head, Dia!!! eVe</p>