Post by Zilo on Jan 15, 2012 23:44:44 GMT -5
The howling of the wolf and the nights breeze was brushing by the window. It was a nice night one that couldn't be forgotten. It was something that most others would not have thought was possible to be out in the forest and that was something he loved. The boy standing there at his normal spot in the woods, the boy hadn't been here since his mother had died and that was something he wasn't happy about at all. The feelings that still remained inside of him morning his mothers death. It was something that he would never forget, and that was as long as it still remained in his head. But there was something else going through his head. And that was about the girl named Holly. If she wasn't there that day he would have killed the man that was chasing her. She had a heart that was kind and had stopped the man from being killed. Even though he had planned on doing things to her. But that was none of his business. He knew that she was one to be kinder than him. the way she had spke the way she had treated the man after the fight. The way she had taken him to the doctors and then the police station. IT all made sense now. She was one of those kind hearted people that you hardly meet today. And that was what really made him think. It wasn't everyday you meet someone just almost like you. And one that was even a half saiyan like him. The odds in this world of him finding someone just like him was slim and he knew that much and that was something he needed to figure out. How many out there in the universe was like him. how many of them did he not know was different. And how many different races out there was. But that was something else he thought would be strange to find out. He needed to be sure that it wasn't going to be something he would regret later on... The wind howling beside his ear looking up once more to the opening moon. It was bright silver in the air and it seemed to be something he couldn't quiet describe himself. It seemed that it was watching him this night. Knowing about his past and his mother telling him. He used to be able to turn into a giant ape that destroyed everything that was in its path. Sighing softly he looked aat the trees leaves rustling. Trying to get the thoughts of his mother out of his head. It seemed that there was something more than meets the eye on this. Suddenly something struck him...This whole time he had beent elling himself that he had to get stronger. That he had to be stronger to avenge his mother one day.. And yet here he was thinking about a girl that had spared a man and that he was happy for her. A slight sickening feeling came over him. He didn't know why he had trusted the girl or even why he had let her near him in the first place. He had been soft and in the end he had beens tabbed by the man. Yet she also claimed to have no connection with the man. sighing to himself he looked atrund trying to figure something out. Then an idea hit him...The forest it was a perfect solitude to train alone. A small crooked smile came on his face. It was something he had thought about a while ago. MAybe if he trained loud enough he could draw someone or something in that way it would be foolish enough to attack him, though his memories of love came to haunt him....
The small wheels turning in his head he didn't know what to think about anymore. There was just something about his plan that made his skin crawl. There was something about it all that he really enjoyed. And that was coming form a man that had always been taken cared of by his mother. And when he had lost her he hadn't been a nice guy for long. He remorsed everyday, and that wasn't the bad part. His history wasn't one that should be told and yet here we are reading the history of a boy who had been betrayed by someone that he had cared about. And the young man knew the persons face. He remember hi face. It wasn't like it was going to be something he would forget any time soon. And he knew that if he did then he could never forgive himself. And that if his mother had ever found out for one second he had neglected his duties on finding the person agian that had killed her. Then she would probably be disappointed in her son. No a little more than that, she would probably disown him. It was a rough childhoood but he was loved by her none of the less. And that was something that he enjoyed was when she payed attetnion to him. He had always had to do something wrong to even see if she noticed him. and when she responded sometimes with a slap or a hit he knew that she cared and didn't want him to be in trouble. Because if a parent hadn't cared they wouldn't have done anything to the child. He knew this from experience and that was something you could never forget. And you know what it is like to be loved? Well some might say its the best experience. Some may say that you can be loved drunk. Others however decided that it wasn't going to be something they enjoyed. But the boy was only young and still growing he desired to be acknowledge by his mother even if he had to do things he wasn't proud of. And sometimes he would get in more trouble than necessary he thought for one action. And then it would be a backfired plan and it would haunt him for a while. though that dind't stop him form trying again and again to have this woman acknowledge him. And there was something more he was craving from her. It was something that he hadn't thought about since he was older. He knew that his mother loved him but he also missed how she would be with him twety four seven. And no matter what she had planned it was always pushed aside for her little boy. But that was something that had faded over time as his father had passed away not to long ago. The man was his father an ernest man. One that he would never forget. The dark black hair the man had and the bright blue eyes in which his mother adored. There was something about him that made anyone feel at ease. OR so that is what Zilo had thought. He couldn't think of one being that had hated his father or even someone on earth that could of despised the man. And yet there had been that one soul the one person that had hated him. his father was smart and charming he had always been a silver tongue being able to tlak to people like no one else could. And it seemed to eb something that most other didn't have, HE had decided to be a business man when he first moved to the city. And then that slowly changed when he fell in love with the girl named Alexis.
Alecis was a young girl some where in her eighteens and Zilos father was in his twenties. He was about twenty five and a half at the time him and Alexis had went on their first date. That was when they had found out there was more to them than just liking each other and that there was something to develop betweent hem. The air that night was blossoming with romance. The sweet smell of the grass flowing in the wind. The smell of french cham pange and other smells mixed the air. There was something that caught the attention of many on lookers. The place in which they sat was the french resturant "Leus de marcio" A place know for its delicate wines, and its exquist taste in foods. And sometimes even things that americans would see as disgusting and dirty. There was frog legs of all sorts there. There was even times when you thought people where crazy for even standing there and wonder what was going to happen. And then there was times when romance inspired there. This wasn't the first time someone had fallen in love at the resturant. There had even been a few proposals right there on the steps of the place. There had been things that should of been said and then there was things that shouldn't have been done. But all those things where put behind them as they stood there for a while. Not knowing what would befall of them. And that was something that neither of them would be able to take back for the rest of their lives. And that was the night they had fallen in love. Sure it seemed to be perfect at the time but no one had told them that sometimes love can be found with the wrong person. And that sometimes it could be dangerous even But somethings couldn't helped. And that was something they found out. He had warned her that there was somethings that might be troublesome about him. And that there may be people that want to kill him later in the future. Because of the way he acts and the way that he needs to think about stuff. And the fact that he was in the politican business. He had been a worthy rival of most of the people on the booths. And some even feared the man for his speeching skills. But for some reason there had been some that didn't always take a liking to the man. And that seemed to please him. He seemed to do whatever he wanted against people that he didn't agree with. He even told some of them that it wasn't their personality he disliked. But he liked having them as rivals and sometimes. It even made his life a little bit funner so to speak. And that was something that most of them could not comprehend. Taht this one man was someone so differet. Something that, compelled others to continue to compete against him. And sometimes it caused others to hate him in more ways than one. But it couldn't be helped it was his nature. But the man held a secret from the woman he cheerished. He didn't tell her that he wasn't really a human. that he was of a different race. That there was something different about him that other would never be able to see. Something that even would get him removed from politcal booths, for hiding his secrets for so long. And sometimes there was even a silence that seemed to be almost forgotten about him. His family. The time his father was up in vegeta high soldiers. And the his sweet loving mother was also that of a warrior, but she was a low class. Though it generally never happened it seemed that the two of them got along just fine. though that is a story for another time. It is the young childs parents stories. The story of love, hate,rvenge, and eventually the bringing of death. This is a story of one so young and one so bold to might as say. That even a saiyans pride can be shattered with enough hurtful events. Enough memory shattering pasts. That was what they had to remember, that was something most won't understand. Is that this isn't just a story of Zilo, but the lives of his parents, and how he became to be how he is. Sit and enjoy the story, I intend to make it last a nice while that way you guys can have fun...Now let the curtain rise and the blood and gore begin....Of one little child, whos past will never be forgotten....
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The small wheels turning in his head he didn't know what to think about anymore. There was just something about his plan that made his skin crawl. There was something about it all that he really enjoyed. And that was coming form a man that had always been taken cared of by his mother. And when he had lost her he hadn't been a nice guy for long. He remorsed everyday, and that wasn't the bad part. His history wasn't one that should be told and yet here we are reading the history of a boy who had been betrayed by someone that he had cared about. And the young man knew the persons face. He remember hi face. It wasn't like it was going to be something he would forget any time soon. And he knew that if he did then he could never forgive himself. And that if his mother had ever found out for one second he had neglected his duties on finding the person agian that had killed her. Then she would probably be disappointed in her son. No a little more than that, she would probably disown him. It was a rough childhoood but he was loved by her none of the less. And that was something that he enjoyed was when she payed attetnion to him. He had always had to do something wrong to even see if she noticed him. and when she responded sometimes with a slap or a hit he knew that she cared and didn't want him to be in trouble. Because if a parent hadn't cared they wouldn't have done anything to the child. He knew this from experience and that was something you could never forget. And you know what it is like to be loved? Well some might say its the best experience. Some may say that you can be loved drunk. Others however decided that it wasn't going to be something they enjoyed. But the boy was only young and still growing he desired to be acknowledge by his mother even if he had to do things he wasn't proud of. And sometimes he would get in more trouble than necessary he thought for one action. And then it would be a backfired plan and it would haunt him for a while. though that dind't stop him form trying again and again to have this woman acknowledge him. And there was something more he was craving from her. It was something that he hadn't thought about since he was older. He knew that his mother loved him but he also missed how she would be with him twety four seven. And no matter what she had planned it was always pushed aside for her little boy. But that was something that had faded over time as his father had passed away not to long ago. The man was his father an ernest man. One that he would never forget. The dark black hair the man had and the bright blue eyes in which his mother adored. There was something about him that made anyone feel at ease. OR so that is what Zilo had thought. He couldn't think of one being that had hated his father or even someone on earth that could of despised the man. And yet there had been that one soul the one person that had hated him. his father was smart and charming he had always been a silver tongue being able to tlak to people like no one else could. And it seemed to eb something that most other didn't have, HE had decided to be a business man when he first moved to the city. And then that slowly changed when he fell in love with the girl named Alexis.
Alecis was a young girl some where in her eighteens and Zilos father was in his twenties. He was about twenty five and a half at the time him and Alexis had went on their first date. That was when they had found out there was more to them than just liking each other and that there was something to develop betweent hem. The air that night was blossoming with romance. The sweet smell of the grass flowing in the wind. The smell of french cham pange and other smells mixed the air. There was something that caught the attention of many on lookers. The place in which they sat was the french resturant "Leus de marcio" A place know for its delicate wines, and its exquist taste in foods. And sometimes even things that americans would see as disgusting and dirty. There was frog legs of all sorts there. There was even times when you thought people where crazy for even standing there and wonder what was going to happen. And then there was times when romance inspired there. This wasn't the first time someone had fallen in love at the resturant. There had even been a few proposals right there on the steps of the place. There had been things that should of been said and then there was things that shouldn't have been done. But all those things where put behind them as they stood there for a while. Not knowing what would befall of them. And that was something that neither of them would be able to take back for the rest of their lives. And that was the night they had fallen in love. Sure it seemed to be perfect at the time but no one had told them that sometimes love can be found with the wrong person. And that sometimes it could be dangerous even But somethings couldn't helped. And that was something they found out. He had warned her that there was somethings that might be troublesome about him. And that there may be people that want to kill him later in the future. Because of the way he acts and the way that he needs to think about stuff. And the fact that he was in the politican business. He had been a worthy rival of most of the people on the booths. And some even feared the man for his speeching skills. But for some reason there had been some that didn't always take a liking to the man. And that seemed to please him. He seemed to do whatever he wanted against people that he didn't agree with. He even told some of them that it wasn't their personality he disliked. But he liked having them as rivals and sometimes. It even made his life a little bit funner so to speak. And that was something that most of them could not comprehend. Taht this one man was someone so differet. Something that, compelled others to continue to compete against him. And sometimes it caused others to hate him in more ways than one. But it couldn't be helped it was his nature. But the man held a secret from the woman he cheerished. He didn't tell her that he wasn't really a human. that he was of a different race. That there was something different about him that other would never be able to see. Something that even would get him removed from politcal booths, for hiding his secrets for so long. And sometimes there was even a silence that seemed to be almost forgotten about him. His family. The time his father was up in vegeta high soldiers. And the his sweet loving mother was also that of a warrior, but she was a low class. Though it generally never happened it seemed that the two of them got along just fine. though that is a story for another time. It is the young childs parents stories. The story of love, hate,rvenge, and eventually the bringing of death. This is a story of one so young and one so bold to might as say. That even a saiyans pride can be shattered with enough hurtful events. Enough memory shattering pasts. That was what they had to remember, that was something most won't understand. Is that this isn't just a story of Zilo, but the lives of his parents, and how he became to be how he is. Sit and enjoy the story, I intend to make it last a nice while that way you guys can have fun...Now let the curtain rise and the blood and gore begin....Of one little child, whos past will never be forgotten....
WC:2047