Sorry, i got busied with something else. So, here's the first chapter. I apologise if its not that great, but its only the first chapter. Later chapters will be better. I need contructive critisism. Also, there are no description. I've got pics for the bios that I'll post. So, here u go:
(the theme song Is Gouing gouing my Soul! by Dynamite Shu. I claim no credit.
Because I’ll take you away!
C’mon, let’s go! I feel the best! Yes, dash toward success and capture it!
OK! OK! I’ll jump over it excitedly; feel the excitement passionately!
Run quickly! Make it flashy! Without a care, let’s Go!
The power is immense, it’s infinite; it’s at full throttle, My Soul!
I’ll run as much I want; I won’t look back
Tomorrow will open up limitlessly with my hands
I’ll run endlessly; I absolutely won’t lose the strength of the dreaming soul
Because I can definitely do it!
C’mon, let’s go! Even if you’re forced to, we’re going! Yes, plenty of failure exists
OK! OK! I’ll break down the wall; always feel your heart pounding!
Run quickly! Stick out your chest! To the end, Let’s Fight!
A giant enemy; but we’re calm; it’s invincible, My Soul
I’ll run unhesitatingly; I’ll turn my wounds into courage
And definitely grasp hold of the future with my hands
I’ll run endlessly; I absolutely believe in the strength of the dreaming soul
Because I’ll take you away!
I’ll run as much I want; I won’t look back
Tomorrow will open up limitlessly with my hands
I’ll run endlessly; I absolutely won’t lose the strength of the dreaming soul
I’ll run unhesitatingly; I’ll turn my wounds into courage
And definitely grasp hold of the future with my hands
I’ll run endlessly; I absolutely believe in the strength of the dreaming soul
Because I can definitely do it!
Because I’ll take you away!
Prologue: A Dream
There was an explosion. People were screaming, panicking. A giant demon was destroying everything, and a man with long silver hair stood on its shoulder, laughing madly. A giant knight with a cannon for an arm and a sword in his other hand was fighting it. He was stabbed through the middle by the man’s long sword. The man then threw him into a building. The cannon and sword fell to the ground. To figures grabbed them. One fired shots at the man, while the other lunged at him with the blade…
Sethraisu awoke with a start.
Chapter 1
Go! Adventure of Dreams Begins!
“Nan a henteko yume. (What a weird dream)” He murmured, and climbed out of bed. “Beki teiryuu nomimono. (Gotta lay off the soda)…” There was an orange glow in the room. Is the sun still rising? He thought. Then he noticed his hand was glowing.
To be accurate, it was not his hand. It was a strange sun-mark on the back of his hand. He stared at it. Where had it come from? He hated tattoos. And why and how was it glowing? He considered being afraid, but decided that this was too cool to be scared of. He went downstairs, and noticed the glowing had stopped. He fixed himself some leftover ramen noodles and eggs, and began scarfing his breakfast down. Tom had to see the mark. Plus, he didn’t want to be home when his mom woke up. He finished, and was just about to walk out the door when a voice said, “Haji it zen chame. (Hold it right there urchin)” Tyu turned around. His mother was standing in her bedroom doorway. “Izuko do maro shian maro yuki? (Where do you think you’re going)” she said.
“To bunka, izuko else? (To school, where else)”
“Not ontou iza maro not . (Not right now you’re not)”
“Naze noto? (Why not)”
“Maro beki to doraibu maru shisuta-san to bunka. (You need to drive your sister to school)”
“Reidou! Maro kan teiku her! I ni-do gai ta bunka sousou! (Mom! You can take her! I need to get to school early)”
“Tu fuka (Too bad)!”
“I nihachi toshi ko! I nakare beki tu hia kon! (I’m sixteen years old! I don’t have to listen to this)!”
“Yu choudai kan ura koko chame! (You get right back here you urchin)!” Sethraisu ignored her. He slung his backpack over his shoulder and walked out the door. He wondered what it’d be like to live with his dad. When he was four, his dad had taken him halfway up Mt. Fuji, and promised to take him to the top when he was older. But his mom had sued. Nothing had come of it, but she had gotten a divorce, and full custody of Sethraisu. And his sister. Even though his mom was the worst parent he’d ever seen, everyone always thought mother knew best. Yeah, right.
He slung his leg over the seat of his motorcycle. It was a blue Honda Goldwing Valkyrie Rune. It had cost him a fortune, and several hours on eBay. He revved the engine and sped away.
With the wind in his face, he forgot most of his worries. How could anyone want to ride in a car? He passed several American tourists. I suppose it’s good they come here, he thought. They pay us, don’t they? But their kids leave a lot to be desired. He swerved around several kids from his high school, and avoided the traffic jam by going in between the cars. He stopped once briefly at a red light. A kid rolled down his window and said “Must be sad to have only a bike and not a car eh?” Sethraisu replied,
“I wonder, how come you haven’t been moving for the past hour?” The light went green, and he sped away with a wave and a peace sign. The kid returned the wave, but with only one finger extended.
He came to a halt in front of a large pine tree. It had branches all the way down its trunk, making it look like a green pillar. “What’s the password?” said a voice with a phony deepness.
“There is no password!” Sethraisu said, and a boy jumped down from a higher branch.
“Hey Seth.” The boy said. Seth was the name everyone other than his mom and sister called him.
“Hello Tom.” Seth replied. Tom wasn’t his full name either. But everyone called him that. Tom had the blondest hair of anyone at school, compared to Seth’s dirty blonde coloration. Tom was wearing a white tee shirt, with a red jacket on top. He had black sneakers, and tan pants. Seth was wearing a white tee shirt too, but with a blue jean jacket on top, jeans, and dark blue running shoes,
“Listen Seth, you won’t believe this!” Tom said, his voice dropping to a whisper. “I-”
“Listen to this first.” Seth said. “I had a weird dream last night. And when I woke up, I had this.” He raised his hand. The orange mark was there, plain as day. It began to pulsate. Tom was amazed.
“Whoa! But the shape is different…”
“Huh?”
“Look!” Tom said. He showed Seth the back of his hand. A pulsating blue mark was there. It was a circle with a wavy line inside. Two curved, thick lines came off the sides.
“Wow.” Seth breathed. “Good thing no one nearby understands English.” Seth and Tom always spoke in English. If anyone was eavesdropping, they would stop as soon as they realized they weren’t hearing Japanese, allowing Seth and Tom to speak without worrying that someone would hear. No one understood English well enough to understand them.
“So what do we do about them?” Tom asked.
“Nothing for now. But keep an eye out. Stuff like this happens only when something bad is about to happen. And I think something REALLY bad is going to happen. And soon.”
English Class
“Hey look! It’s the chijin!” Said Timmy. Timmy was the son of a wealthy tourist. He was blonde haired and read ecchi and hentai all the time. Rumor had it his dad sold drugs, but no one knew whether it was true or not. Seth ignored him. He focused on his work. He had already finished, but it gave him something else to do other than plan how to hurt Timmy. But Timmy wouldn’t leave it be. “Hey, chijin, I heard that your dad died.” Seth tensed. Every fiber in him was screaming for him to get up and beat Timmy senseless, but still he ignored him. “I also heard he was arrested for rape.” Something volatile exploded inside of Seth. Before he knew what was happening, he had leapt out of his chair. Timmy was taunting him. “Look, the rapist spawn is mad!” Just as Mr. Kashunin walked in.
“Timmy-san!” He bellowed, “March yourself to the principle’s office!” Kashunin had been a friend of Seth’s father. He did not take it lightly when someone insulted his old friend. Timmy wasn’t listening. “Shut it!” he snapped, and lashed out at Seth. Seth ducked, and the blow passed harmlessly overhead. With a grunt, Timmy lashed out again. Seth leaned back, and again was unharmed. He grabbed Timmy’s arm, and spun it around. Timmy was brought along for the ride; his entire body was lifted into the air, spinning. Seth roundhouse kicked him, and he went flying across the room, colliding with several desks, before crashing into the wall so hard that it cracked. Seth stared. Had he done that? Timmy’s gang instantly galvanized into action. One drew a stiletto. He stabbed at Seth, who dodged. He kicked the boy’s legs out from under him, then ducked forward as another knife was thrust at him. He jumped back up, and struck the attacker with the back of his fist. He turned.
The last gang member had a gun. He was aiming at him. There was a crack. Seth saw the bullet clearer than he had ever seen anything that was moving so fast. He saw it so clearly, that he leaned back and watch it sail overhead. Using his hands, he pushed himself off the ground and into the gunner. Both of his feet collided with his foe’s face. The boy went flying across the room, as had the others. Seth leapt to his feet. The rest of the class was watching, stunned. Mr. Kashunin wasn’t though. He ran over to the fallen boys, checked their vital signs, and, after making sure they were alive, he instructed some other children to carry them to the nurses office, and to inform her that the boys were to be sent to the police office for assault, attempted murder, and possession of weapons in school. He then ordered the rest of the class out so he could speak with Seth. Kashunin glanced around the room. “Well,” he said, “There’s no lasting damage, luckily for you.”
“Also lucky is that they attacked me first, so I can’t be hit with assault charges instead of them.” Kashunin chuckled.
“Yes, I suppose. But how did you do it?”
“Do what?”
“When you hit those boys, you sent them flying! Flying! How did you do that? Its not humanly possible! And the wall! The wall cracked! And then when they tried to kill you with those knives. You were like some sort of manga hero! No one, not Bruce Lee, not Jackie Chan, could ever dodge like that! Not even Chuck Norris!”
“Cause Chuck Norris doesn’t dodge bullets. Bullets dodge Chuck Norris.”
“I’M SERIOUS! You dodged a BULLET! You moved so fast, HOW?
“Well, the bullet was moving just as fast, but… it wasn’t a blur like you would think. I saw it clearly. And then I just… dodged. It was easy.” Kashunin shook his head. The bell rang
“Well, run along. School’s out.”
“Thanks Mr. Kashunin.”
Kendo Class
“Alright Seth, fencing time!” said Kuwalee, the Kendo instructor. He swung at Seth’s head. Seth raised his sword to block, then lashed out fast and caught Kuwalee on the hip. The force was so great, that Kuwalee went flying across the floor. He leapt up. “Wow… that was… incredible… uhh…” Just then, a boy walked in. “Excellent! Little Jukai!” Kuwalee said, obviously glad to do something other than discuss his embarrassing loss. “Seth, you take this boy.” he said, then walked away. Seth strode up to Jukai.
“So, what do you know of swordplay?”
“Huh?”
“Whoops. Need to speak Japanese. Nan nou maro o Kendo?”
“Nan.”
“Sate I jitsurei (Then I’ll demonstrate). Tom!” Tom took kendo with Seth.
“Yeah? I mean, hai?”
“Jitsurei.”
“Hai.” They drew their training swords. Tom made the first move, a strong downward chop. Seth blocked, then lashed out with a rapid flurry of blows. Tom did not step back as Seth had hoped, and then thrust at Seth. Seth knocked the blade aside, and continued his relentless assault. Tom parried every strike, and sought an opening, but none came. He knew how Seth trained and fought. His entire strategy was to attack his foe as fiercely as possible until they backed away, and then chase them down. By not backing away, he had gained an advantage. Nevertheless, Seth was skilled. He had practiced every attack cycle there was until he would not, could not error. His attack was flawless. However, his defense was not so. If Tom could counter a strike, victory was his. His chance came. Seth rained down three different angled chops in a row. On the last one, Tom pushed forward, pressing Seth’s weapon into his face. This should throw him off balance, allowing Tom to strike.
But that didn’t work. Seth leaned back, and Tom’s attack went harmlessly overhead. Seth came back up, using his momentum to power his strike. Tom parried, and they pressed together, locked in a contest of strength.
They disengaged, and Tom slashed at Seth’s feet. Seth somersaulted over Tom, and struck at his back. Tom raised his weapon over his head to parry the strike, then spun around and his sword clacked against Seth’s. “Halt!” bellowed Kuwalee. He seemed confused and shocked. “Both of you, out! OUT!”
Seth and Tom took their time leaving. They were conversing about they’re suddenly enhanced strength and speed.
“That was…” Seth said, lost for words.
“Whatever it is you were about to say, I agree with it.” replied Tom
“What the heck was that about? Humans can’t do that…” Seth glanced at the mark on his hand. It wasn’t glowing, but was plain as day. “I think it has something to do with the mark…”
“I SAID GET OUT!” Kuwalee screamed, and they reluctantly trudged towards the door.
At that moment they were saved by a hooded man entering the dojo. He beckoned Kuwalee over. They conversed in hushed tones, then Kuwalee strode over to Seth, wearing a forced beam on his face. “This man is one of my employers. He wishes to personally test your skills.” Seth could tell that Kuwalee had been hoping for something else.
“Sure.” Seth said, and readied his sword. The stranger selected a sword from the rack, and held it in a reverse grip. Seth leapt to the assault instantly. He swung; about to send the man flying like Kuwalee… but suddenly the man ceased to be there. Seth whirled around, and more by luck than skill blocked a ferocious swing. He lashed out, attacking viciously with slices of all types. But the man barley seemed to notice. Then with one quick flourish, he sent Seth crashing into a wall. His head swam. However strangely and freakishly, he had super powers. And he was being crushed like this? As the man prepared to deliver the ending strike, the door flew open. A man with spiky silver hair, dressed entirely in a black leather uniform Seth couldn’t identify and a pile bunker on his right arm had burst in. “Kadaj!” he shouted, “We gotta go! The boss wants us back now!” then bolted away as quickly as he had come.
“Loz!” he shouted, “Get Kazoo! We’re out of here” Seth lunged, but the stranger flipped back and ran after Loz.
“Follow them Tom!” Seth shouted. Tom nodded and ran out the door.
Seth grimaced and followed.
Tom saw Loz and a man with silver hair that extended below his shoulders leap onto black motorcycles and rev away. He got on his black Honda 1800cc and pursued them.
Seth saw Kadaj running along the rooftops. He chased after him, and delivered a flying kick to his backside. Kadaj went flying, then flipped and regained his balance. Kadaj drew his double bladed katana. “You’re out of your league kid.” He snarled.
Tom pulled up beside Loz. “So,” Loz said, “Where’s big brother?”
“Huh?” Tom said. Loz lunged at Tom with a punch. Tom saw that he had a Dual Hound model pile bunker on his arm. Tom leaned back to dodge the blow, barely keeping the bike under control. He grabbed the Uzi he kept stashed in case of an emergency. “Thank you, right to bear arms.” He said to himself. He came back up firing. Loz raised his pile bunker to absorb the bullets. The other man came up along side. That must be Kazoo, Tom thought. Kazoo drew large pistol. It was a Velvet Nightmare model, capable of with standing great pressure. Kazoo fired twice and missed. Tom drew his sword; a Gunblade, named for the shape of the hilt. He slashed at Kazoo, and fired at Loz simultaneously. He missed Loz, but Kazoo was forced to block the strike. He continued on his assault on Kazoo, while blasting at Loz. Loz drew a Velvet Nightmare of his own. Tom glared at him. He quickly fired a shot at Loz, forcing him to block it. Kazoo shot at him. He twirled the Gunblade and blocked the bullets. He eased up on the speed to fall behind them. He fired at their backs, then spat as he missed. Kazoo spun his bike around and fired at Tom. He missed, but the bullet hit Tom’s front wheel. There was a whoosh of air as Tom came to a halt. He smacked his handlebars angrily.
Seth gasped in pain as he was sent flying across the roof. Shingles peeled the skin from his back. He finally hit a chimney and stopped. Kadaj was on him in an instant. He was stronger and faster and all around better than he had any right to be. Seth managed to land a glancing kick, sending him off balance. Seth followed up with another kick to the chest that sent Kadaj over the edge of the roof. Seth leaped to his feet just to see that Kadaj was driving away on his own motorcycle. He had it stashed here all along! Seth sat dejectedly, then glanced down and saw Tom carrying his motorcycle on his back. Seth sighed and started back to Kendo class to get his own.