Ahhhhh it feels.........nice, to be back. Here is another sub-story to add to my collection in the Domo Chronicles. This story is another about D.O.O.M, but instead of Mars, its about the inside of Mood's sub-concious, what he endured in mind till his point of death, its a short story, so do not worry...

 

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Chapter 1 - Nightmare Begun:

 

*There is a dark, black scene, liquidy, and calm, there is the sound of evil laughter, faint, and then growing*

 

"Who goes there?!" Exclaimed a young boy at the age of 15, turning around back and fro, at the laughter beseiging him. "Young boys are very magnetic to death nowdays arn't they? Hm, hm, hm, hm, hm...." Said a largly deep voice in the surrounding world. "Show thineself demon! Release my hold!" The teen, Mood exclaimed. "And desert thine friends from escape as well? I say you are demonic arn't you?" The voice replied with a deep laugh.

 

"What?!" Mood said, then appeared before him, were the glowing figures of his friends, absorbed by the suit. Mood stared in awe at their shining figures, they looked unconsious, Mood eventually fell to his knees before them. "Bastard..." he muttered with head down.

 

Anger rose within the young boy, like a warping volcano of hatred. Mood blasted upward to his feet.

 

"I'll kill you for this! I'LL DESTROY YOU!" He yelled to the tip of his voice, till his throat began to hurt, then his neck started to squeeze within itself! "?!" Mood began to levitate, then appeared before him, holding a clawed hand around Mood's neck, was the entity of the power suit. Materializing before Mood.

 

"We will see about that......" The deep-voiced man said and threw Mood down to the floor. Floor?! As Mood collapsed to the ground a shockwave lit from his body to the surrounding world, creating what seemed to be a dojo of sorts. Mood got up instantly at the sites, glistening light shining through glass windows, Tatami Flooring beneath his shoes, wooden housing. It was like back on Mars.

 

"What is this?" Mood asked? The figures of his friends disappeared behind The demon.

"Its a sparring room Mood, can't you tell?" he asked waving arms about in a gesture. "You want to fight me?" Mood asked. "Hah hah hah hah hah, no child, I want to kill you." The demon said, suddenly materializing a bradsword and at the same time pointing it at Mood. Mood gave a slight flinch. He was afraid, he showed it yes. Mood got into a fighting stance and prepared for the worst....

 

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End of Chapter 1. Comments? Questions?

Its really an awesome story.

You have talent.

w-wait a minute...my friend's back! and he's writing a short story! waaay too much to process. good job and I am glad to see your return.

cool short story looking forward to other ones

Chapter 2: Adventure! -

 

Mood continuously dodged attacks from the Power Suited Entity. Beaten and Bloody, Mood used what strength he had left to hold up the heavy sword raining down upon him. "Strength ain't enough boy!" said the demon as he put more weight upon the attack. "GAH! Its too much! I'm gonna die!" Mood said in his mind, as he frustrated with the attack.

The demon could have just killed me, but he diddn't. The Demon raised his sword and it dematerialized into nothing. I looked at him with a strange expression on my face, the expression of "what?" or "why would you...?" "Don't get me wrong boy, I would want to kill you, but I want to see what your capable of. It is a sort of a way to not fight a man without a weapon or something they made up on Earth." he said and started to walk away. "Hey! What do you mean on Earth?" Mood asked, getting up. "Earth, the newest planet born in the universe. If you want to know more about whats happening, then find me..." He said and dissappered. In his place materialized a giant wooden door.

 

Mood cautiously walked to it, the room around him breaking off into the blank world he was in before. "Walk with caution stupid child. I am testing you all the way." A voice bloomed in the air, then faded with a laughter goodbye. "Tch. Can I at least get a name?!" Mood cried out. "You may call me...Odmo." The voice said. Then there was silence. "Odmo...what kinda stupid name is that?" Mood said. He reached for the handle to the door and at a split-second a broadsword flew right next to his hand! "WOAH!" Mood jumped away. The sword struck right into the door. "I thought you might need a weapon on your journey." said Odmo's voice laughing in the air. "I can't wait to kill this guy." Said Mood to himself while grabbing the sword out and opening the door. Now starts the journey.

As always I loved this story, it's interesting and calls my attention. Just wait till sis read this, please continue writting, and continue the other story of The Domo Chronicles too.

Chapter3 - Destination Odmo:

 

Mood barged through the split-wooden door in from of him and couldn't believe his eyes. The doorway lead to a widely spiraling staircase, made of an unknown/glowing matter, In a darker room than before. The spiral staircase lead downward into pitch darkness. Mood took a moment to stare at the way down. And proceeded to walk. After awhile Mood sensed something following him, but diddn't hear anything. So he continued to walk. But the feeling grew larger and larger. Until Mood finally turned around drawing his sword. ... There was nothing.

 

Mood put his weapon away and continued down. A few moments later the feeling came back again, then *CRASH! BOOM!* A huge explosion came from behind Mood, sending him flying into the center hole of the spiral stairway, which is just letting him fall in between each stair level. Mood drew his sword, a bit shocked and surprised at what happened. He looked up to see flying demons with bat-like wings screeching downwards to predatorate Mood. Even though he knew he was falling, Mood faced the flying weasles with gritting teeth and a heart full of revenge.

 

As they surrounded him by the numbers of 7, one by one fell by his sword and exploded into black smoke and ash. After a few moments they never touched Mood and Mood felt he was nearing the bottom. So Mood placed his sword blade-first below him and struck into the ground safely. Then Mood got up and drew his sword ready for more battles to come. As so one did.

 

A huge beast fell from the darkness above to face Mood. It was a monster of unknown species. Four-leged. Rough skin, the face of man, with 3 rows of sharp teeth. Red fur, an insane grin, glowing green eyes, a tail spiked with poisonous quills. Its breathe rot of decaying flesh, dripping with blood. The creature was known as a Manticore, and it is angry. "WHERE IS ODMO?!!!" Mood yelled angrily at the Manticore. The creature gave out an immense roar and Mood charged at the beast with his own battle cry. Here comes a fight to the death....

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( A link to a picture of a Manticore: http://www.mythicalcreaturesguide.com/page/Manticore )

-Here I am, Gy! - Such an incredible story. - Does Mood remember about all this when he appears in Time Wanderer?- I can't wait for ther rest and I'm cheereing up for Mood to beat Manticore.

:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

Hmm, thats a good question. DOES he remember this when he appears in Time Wanderer? I guess well have to find out.

Chapter 4 - The Manitcora and The Man:

 

The Manticore lifted its quil-stuffed tail and shot the quils out at Mood like arrows from a bow. Mood quickly sidestepped once to the left, then dodged again to the right (shifting his sword from right hand to left hand) and on the third quil in his way Mood jumped on top of it and used the strong quil as a spring to launch Mood higher to the Manticore's head. But greatly the Manticore looped its head away from Mood, yet Mood was able to land a lucky strike on the Manticore's neck. Mood fell back to the ground and looked up as he saw the Manticore screeching in pain from the near-fatal blow, blood gushing and spewing from its neck.

"Lets put you out of your misery, shall we?" Mood said getting up and running to one of the Manticore's four legs, he slashed one paw straight off the bone! The Manticore came tumbling down. Then, finally, Mood walked up to the fallen head of the beast, and, with no emotion, drove his sword straight into the monster's eye socket, and slashed its head in half, brain and all.

 

The Manticore gave a final screech before death, and exploded into dust and black ash. Mood looked up as he saw the ash disappear into the air, then proceeded to the wooden door behind him, remaining calm and quiet.

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My apologies....I would have written more..but...I seem to have become greatly ill....