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Rune Pirate Love!
Oh my god. I totally suck ass for practically abandoning this poor journal! But I plan on making it up! I have pics and a BRAND NEW STORY!! Well, just the story for now. . .Pics when I have the time. . .
The story has like 15 chapters to it already so I'll post them one at a time since I'm still currently editing the shit out of them. I just wanted to get some opinions cause this story means alot to me and I really appreciate your opinions. I will also be posting the chapters in my memories if you miss a chapter. . or something.
Title: Rune Pirate: The Lost Pages
Author: Juui-chan
Rating: PG-13. . . .maybe
Disclaimer: I DO actually own these characters! All of them are in fact mine and will/are copyright Juui-chan!! Thats right folks, original characters!!
Notes: This whole story was based on a dream I had that I finally decided to write down and the more I thought about it, the more I liked it and the more notes I wrote on it before I just started writing the whole damn thing out.
It had taken hundreds of years for man to reach out all over the galaxy, that is, once they realized that Earth would no longer hold all their large numbers. So they expanded their territory, as man was known to do, and began taking over any planet that seemed inhabitable to them. Many alliances were made with planets and their population of strange alien life forms. But there were many wars as well that were made with planets and their population of strange alien life forms. But somehow, man survived as he always does. To the dismay of some.
Governments were made, technology expanded, new religions were born and the universe moved right along with all of them, as it always did. Humans somehow now added to the greater mix. However, man found that no matter what corner of the galaxy you run to, the past can run just as fast behind you. Many of the old ways began to take root again and expended to many other planets. Some of the old ways even merged with newer ways to become a thing of their own.
It was easy to come into power in space. No one lived in poverty; in fact it was practically unheard of. It seemed as though there was always some one becoming the next new rich face every week. Power and becoming a name was a consistency. That and longevity. Man learned how to cheat death and living to the age of 100 was no longer just a rare thing.
One thing that did not change was the law. It was enforced now more then ever with so many new lives entering into it. But with the law comes those who choose to defy it. Wither by an act of their own will, or by a victim of circumstances. Another thing that did not change was a fabled race of clans called “Pirates”. Now instead of wooden ships they were metal. Instead of a vast ocean of water, they had the vast ocean of space to roam.
While many pirates stole from others and took what was most available to them, others searched for the things that couldn’t be found. Lost treasures of favorite fairy tales. One of the most popular was a treasure called a “Rune”. People who searched the ocean of space looking for runes were known as “Rune Pirates.”
Runes had become a mass religion in the early stages of space’s growth. A single rune had the power to do whatever its master willed of it to do. There were many different runes for many different things from simple everyday jobs to the most amazing feats. They could be placed anywhere on the body or even in a single piece of jewelry and remained there until either the owner took them off or the owner died. It seemed that everyone in the galaxy had at least one rune to his or her name.
However, like everything in this universe, Runes have their limits. If they are used to frequently or they are over worked, they can become weak. Like a battery, they need to be charged, and so there came Rune Chargers. People who carried one rune on them that were used to recharge others runes. Unfortunately, there were very few of them left and they were usually high priced at that. Now, instead of placing their Runes on a simple part of their body, they were usually placed on a sexual part of their body.
It is rumored that there was even a form of “Dark Runes”, runes that had dark powers to them, used as curses on other people or used in malice. A high level “Rune Master” either created them, a person whose sole being in life is to create and tend to runes. Or they were runes who had left their master’s after death and had been forced to wander in grief. With their grief they became dark and easy pray for other evils. If the rune was not found and taken care of by a purification process or placed on a new owner, the rune would use its dark energy and form itself into a “Rune Ghost”. They were known to cause harm to anyone that they could find and many were rumored to have died or disappeared from them. If they became too powerful they had the power to become “Rune Shadows” and that made them even worse and even more dangerous. However, now “Dark Runes”, “Rune Shadows” and “Rune Ghosts” are nothing but legend and a scary bedtime story mother’s tell their children to get them to go to bed quicker.
But like so many things, the collecting of Rune’s suddenly stopped. . No one knew the reason why they were banned or why they had suddenly become so rare. Since then however, there have been many rumors and much speculation as to what really was the cause of their disappearance. But there are some that still hunt for them. There are even tournaments were the best come from all over the galaxy to show them off in competition.
Rune Pirates are rare, but the best are always remembered.
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The room was darkly lit but its owner liked it that way. It helped him relax and that made it easier for him to think properly. These past thoughts were important in particular, as it was going to be the most important plan he had ever concocted. That gave him a sense of power and that, to him anyway, made him superior.
There were many relaxing things in the room, all odd in their own way; all had some important meaning to their owner. They were also extremely expensive and many of them had histories to them, many rather violent in how they were obtained. But that was how the universe worked now that humans had taken over.
The man sat back relaxed in his large, dark red cushioned chair. His legs crossed and his hands relaxing at his sides. He reached slowly for his decorative glass of alcohol sitting on a smal table next to him as he finished explaining his plan to the young woman across from him. She was absolutely stunning from head to toe, as most Henckels were known to be. Her straight, raven black hair hung down to her shoulder blades as was their tradition, not hiding the dark green spots on the temples of her face or on the sides of her neck. Her long, matching green pointed ears stuck out from beneath her hair. Her piercing dark blue eyes stared straightforward at her Master while her plump lips awaited to acknowledge that she understood his commands. Her long and obviously powerful legs stood stern in their black heels matching the rest of her tight black outfit.
Her Master took a small sip of his drink and held the glass to his chest watching the bubbles do their dance in the liquid. “So you understand why you can not fail this plan?” he asked calmly.
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“I understand Master” the Henckle replied with no emotion.
“This is a plan that we’ve been working on for longer then you’ve been born and despite your Henckle longevity, that is a very long time for us to wait till now to put it in motion.” he paused and finally looked at her. “I trust you to be able to do your part in our plan and to know the clique of what will happen if you fail.”
“I understand that as well Master” she replied, this time sternly and with the smallest hint of nervousness. Although Heckles were not known for having much of a sense of humor, she understood the jest of the joke.
“Good,” he took another sip of his drink, this time engulfing the entire contents.
Suddenly the door behind him opened with a mechanical whooshing noise and a young man in an obviously official outfit came in quickly. Despite his excitement he came in cautiously “Sir, we’ve located her ship, do you wish us to proceed after her?”
“No, prepare a ship for Anara and a few men. Tell the men that if they are even a minute late for the rendezvous they will be shot. She will be in charge from then on, understand?” he said never leaving eye contact with Anara and her with him.
“Yes Sir,” the man replied and gave a small bow before he practically fled the room.
The man smiled to himself as he put the glass down, “Now the fun finally begins.”
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Dah, that was the worst chapter to write was the first one. Thank god I did it and its over. . .
