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Chapter 8 Posted: 10 Mar 2009 02:46 AM PDT Satan awoke with a start. He looked up and noticed that he was facing Bob, his trainer. Bob rushed to help him up while giving him a concerned look. "What happened? All I remember was fighting with Michael, then nothing." sighed Satan, clutching his right arm which was scarred with the burns of the gauntlet. Bob scratched his head and replied, "I 'm not particularly sure… Many thought that you were killed by Michael…" Satan gave a sneer to that remark but bob continued, "It looks like Michael has run off into the marshes of Zerihm. Not sure why, but it is a dangerous place." Satan struggled to get up, feeling the agony and pain on his entire body. Bob looked at him nervously and walked forward to rest his hand on Satan's shoulder. "Well, I hope that you don't stress yourself too much. Frederick and Samuel need my assistance to deal with the incident of Michael's" Bob then saw Satan gazing out into the window facing the Zerihm Marshes. "These are dark times" sighed Bob, "Take care of yourself…" And with that, Bob exited the room. "So it is." mumbled Satan under his breadth. ************************************************** The trio entered the rundown house… no, rundown hut to be exact. There, skulls hung from the ceiling, numerous signs drawn by blood filled the walls. A small fire was burning in the centre of the hut and in a corner; a large cauldron was boiling a murky, blue substance that produced a stench that caused Thomas to turn green. "Sit…Please… you are my guests here…" said the witch in a high-pitched voice that sounded like nails on a scratchboard. She pointed towards three stumps behind the trio and stood looming over the fire. The trio sat down with much caution, given how cunning and twisted some witches are, especially one in a swamp. "So… what have we here? A warrior from cybertron, an alchemist and an archangel… what can I do for you?" asked the witch smiling at Triton as though he was a tasty snack. Thomas stood up, surprisingly with much calmness and spoke, "You must be the oracle, the link between the gods and the mortal world, the last prophet of this land." "You know your facts well, young one. And what have you three come to seek in this dark and dangerous place?" replied the witch, scanning the trio with her beady little eyes that shone crimson. "We have come for your knowledge and guidance. We are in need for an explanation. My friend here has been attacked by an unknown force and it seems to originate from a sign of some sort." "Let me see the sign" asked the witch, stretching out her right hand. Michael stood up and passed her the piece of paper with the sign that he had drawn. The witch took it with both hands and held it close to her eyes. After a brief pause, she threw the paper into the fire and a massive fireball ignited into the shape and form of the sign. Triton was thrown off his seat while Michael and Thomas marveled at the flames. The witch then broke the silence, "That, is the mark of destruction, used by the daemon lords…" "We know that already" commented Triton, helping himself up. "Then maybe you would like to tell the story," mocked the witch. Triton just sat back on the stump staring and growling at the witch. "As I was saying, this is mark of destruction. It was first known before this world even started. In fact, this was from another world. It was given to beings who had mastered the art of disassociation or the art of ripping apart objects molecule by molecule." continued the witch, "It is also present in one of the three gods who created this world…Zomorak." "You mean this sign belonged to Zomorak?" interrupted Michael. "I never said that." answered the witch, looking away, "Zomorak was only given the sign. The origin of the sign dates back several thousand years ago. Its creator is more powerful than all the gods combined. However, that being, even I can't tell you. He is but a legend, a spectre in the darkness." "How do we rid one of such a mark?" ask Michael, who seems to be the only one paying such close attention. "To get rid of it… there are many ways. But a most obvious choice is to use the opposite sign, the sign of creation." replied the witch. "Duh" commented Triton. The witch ignored Triton and continued, "the being must be exposed to the power of the sign of creation long enough for both powers to cancel each other out. Where do you find such a sign? To us mortals, it is almost impossible, unless you have dealings with beings of creation." Michael was about to ask another question when suddenly, the witch raised her hand saying, "That is all you need to know…for now. I sense a great destiny that await you young ones. All of you will be part of something great, something that will be remembered. Especially you…" as the witch pointed towards Michael. "Now, BE GONE!!!" shrieked the witch as she open her palm, that revealed a surge of energy which caused Michael and the others to be sucked into the vortex.

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Posted: 22 Jan 2009 09:21 AM CST I know I'm kinda inactive...OKAY very inactive as some people might contemplate(especially a cerain someone with name L)... But please be understanding, I'm currently under hell lot of stress, its indeed the 'O' Level year and truth is, for the past 3 years I've just been fooling around, not anymore I rushing to the peak and aiming for 6A1's. Thats kinda ambitious? But I would really like to enter vjc, its like 1 of the best jc's!!! However, I'm not just facing problems with my studies, almost everything (which I would prefer it to be private). Reflecting on the past few years... as we were streamed to different classes, we make new friends, and lose some, not just in schools but also in courses. What a pity! Recently, I've been looking towards Future, to know what I will end up with the different paths I take. Considered what to do after Os? I thought of that, no matter what results I get for Os, I will still have to move on, and sometimes, people get stuck, being struck by not knowing which path to take. If there is no plan then ther is no 'path'. If u fail to plan, then u plan to fail. (where did I learn that?) Well, I'm stuck, I have intrest in infocomm, and science so just which path I would take??? Happy Chinese New Year ALL!!! But I think the 'happy' is in the wrong place. The fact that test 'traps' lies right aftr CNY, I think the teachers want us to fail... anyways I hope I could go ACJC for some sciece frontier thingy, I wan to disect animals!!! Its gross maybe, but I think its cool... should tel my bio teacher I want to go :-D postscriptum: I hate wars... I hate misunderstanings... Gaza strip is so chaotic now... Happy that Obama had his inagrueal...

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Posted: 02 Jan 2009 08:16 AM CST Its the NEW school year, kinda feel lost. I have spent like two months in a deep education slumber and now I am face to face with Os, not some normal cert, its O levels cert and the fate of whats going to be printed would depend very much on this year. U noe how the teachers pressurize u, how the seniors claim ultimate stress is unavoidable. Its real scary to face ultimate stress, the fact that u r 1 step away to lunacy HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! That's symptoms of being stressed out and a result of being patriotic to Stephen King's book. Anyway, today was so funny, it is dated as january 2nd 2009... O.o WTH, must get control over MENTAL!!!Mr Koh is helluva funny, cranky joke with odd english actually mix well. Lets see wad has in store for us in this new year. Postscriptum: I really hate Singapores's fireworks display, its so messy, not grand, unlike Sydney, even watching it on bad resolution youtube videos, it looks magnificent.

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Chapter 7 Posted: 29 Nov 2008 06:56 AM CST The guards got up, only to see Frederick's worried face over them. Beside him were several elite guards but they had swords instead of spears. Frederick helped the guards up and gazed at the open gate. "What happened dear chap?" Frederick asked with worriedly. The guards tried to maintain their posture. Given their injuries, they could barely stand. One of them, who had bloodshot eyes replied, "Two, no three people, about the age of 20, left the compounds sire. I think that they're contestants. I recognize one of them, a tall big guy. He was in one of the first matches this morning." "They overpowered you?" asked Frederick again. "No, we could hold them off. Only until… *cough*" the guard choked. "Only until that blasted alchemist threw that vial containing the blood of trolls. Burned me it did." The other guard interrupted. Frederick stood up to examine the place. He saw some scratches on the walls and floors that were most probably made by a sword. He then examined the liquid that burned one of his guards. Indeed, it was blood that belonged to the trolls. The dark blue liquid which could heal the injuries of goblins, orcs and even dragons would burn everything else. He rose and saw Samuel walking briskly towards him. "Oh, Frederick, I am so glad I found you. Have you seen Michael? I have not seen him anywhere." Samuel asked with much anxiety. "Well, I only saw that chap at the wards…" Something struck Frederick at that moment, "You don't suppose… Samuel old friend, have you seen that alchemist, what was his name?" "Thomas" Samuel answered. "Yes, that. Have you by any chance seen him as well? Oh yes, and Triton too. Have you seen both of them?" Samuel rubbed his head and thought hard. After a few moments, he replied, "Come to think of it, I haven't seen that group at all after we left them at the ward." Frederick's face suddenly turned pale. After glancing and the guards and Frederick's pale impression, Samuel spoke, "What happened here? It looks as though someone had a fight here." "Someone broke out shortly before we came. Well I … I believe… How should I put this…?" Frederick hesitated for a while and said, "I believe that those three young chaps of yours are involved." *********************************************** "Are you sure you know where you're going, we've been walking for hours!" complained Triton as his foot got stuck again in the swampy grounds of the wilderness. It is already dawn and yet, the swamps are still as dark as the night. The trees there were mostly dead. Those that are still living only live to watch worms eating into their barks. The only vegetation that managed to bear these harsh conditions was the blackbushes, which were not found anywhere else. The ground was hardly solid. Usually, it will squelch and purple bubbles would pop out of the ground. The stench there was putrid, but the trio had to persevere on these harsh conditions. They had already exhausted most of their supplies to the wild creatures which attacked them for food. For hours now, all of them have been walking but had not caught even a glimpse of their destination. "Stop complaining, you big oaf. Just keep walking." replied Michael whose only possession now was his sword. "I bet I could find a way out of this dump better than that mad scientist." commented Triton in a harsh voice. "I'd like to see you try. I bet you will get yourself lost even if you had the map right in your face." mocked Michael who gave Triton a cheeky grin. "Hush it you guys, there are still many wild creatures around here. You don't want to attract their attention do you?" interrupted Thomas. Suddenly, a purple haired monkey shot out from the trees and snatched Thomas's map. Thomas barely even caught sight of it and tumbled to the ground. Triton and Michael already gave chase but were blocked by a pack of lizardmen and several giant balisks who normally dominated this swamps. The purple monkey looked back and laughed at the trios' effort, slapping his bottom at the same time. Triton burst with anger, "YOU STUPID MONKEY!!! YOU BETTER GET YOUR BUTT HERE SO THAT I CAN INTRODUCE IT TO MY GOOD HAMMER!!!" The monkey gave a giggle at Triton, pulled a funny face and disappeared into the swamps. Triton tried to give chase but was knocked back by the scaly tail of a balisk. He rose, unsheathed his hammer and gave a loud battlecry before charging towards the creatures. "Pretty primitive for a warrior of cybertron." commented Thomas who had just imbued Michael's sword with some sort of chemical. Michael laughed briefly on Thomas's comment and received back his sword. He then charged towards the lizardmen who already had bows drawn and aiming at the screaming Triton who was swinging his hammer around apparently with some skill. Michael caught the lizardmen by surprise and struck the first one down with ease. He swung his sword over to the second only to be knocked over by a charging balisk. Michael fell to the ground as fear took over him. His looked up to see the balisk's dragon-like face and just as the balisk was going to dive his head into Michael's flesh, a shockwave sent the scaly creature flying. "That was for blocking my way." shouted Triton who had already activated his cybertron seal. He continued to charge towards the lizardmen and threw his hammer which hit directly on a lizardman's face. The poor creature screamed in pain as he collapsed to the ground. "You alright?" Triton asked Michael who nodded in return, "Then pick up your sword and fight!" Michael paused in astonishment of Triton's fighting spirit before grabbed Triton's hand and got up. Triton handed Michael his sword and continued his onslaught amongst the lizardmen. Michael followed closely behind Triton, and now he felt a new found strength within him. The pair fought the lizardmen fiercely. But with the help of the balisk, their foes proved formidable. Thomas, behind a cluster of trees finally found enough courage to draw his wand and aid his friends. But just as he was to cast a spell, triton shouted, "Leave this to us, go and find your map from that bloody monkey!" Thomas nodded and started to cast a tracking spell on immediately to locate the purple monkey's location. The seal in which he summoned morphed its pattern repeatedly until it came to a stop. He located the monkey and headed in its direction, leaving his friends to hold off the lizardmen. Meanwhile, Triton had just smashed the skull of one lizardman with his giant hammer, sending the creature flying into the bushes. Michael, on the other hand had to parry off four attacks at a time. No longer able to call upon his seal's power, Michael felt helpless. Now, it all depended on his own physical strength whether he will be able to get out of this ordeal alive. Michael had hardly battled any foe without his seal other than his trainers who held back during his training. This was his first time in a battle where he had to rely on himself and use all that he had learnt in normal combat training. Taking a deep breath, he tightened his grip onto his sword before decapitating one of the lizardman and thrusting his sword into another. In the meantime, Thomas was busy chasing the purple monkey in the swamps. Once, he almost caught it, but fell into a pool of mud that was so deep he thought he was stuck. In frustration, he took out his wand to blast himself out and wanted to immobilize the purple monkey for good. But he hesitated and his conscience got the better of him. Before he knew it, he had lost the purple monkey. He sighed under his breath and casted another tracking spell. At the same time, Triton had just silenced the balisk while Michael handled the remaining lizardmen. Victory was soon theirs but one of the lizardman took out a horn and blew into it, releasing a low and mellow sound. "Stop him! He's calling for help!" hollered Triton who threw his hammer at that particular lizardman in anticipation. The lizardman dodged the attack but he met with Michael's blade which left the lizardman in pieces. But it was too late. A high pitched screech was heard and almost immediately, a large green, scaly, flying lizard with eyes painted dark red burst through the bushes and seized Triton by his shoulders. "A wyren!" exclaimed Michael who recovered from the force created by this mighty beast. "You don't think I know that? GET ME DOWN FROM HERE!" screamed Triton who was now thirty feet in the air. Meanwhile, Thomas was still hunting the purple monkey. Thomas spotted the monkey eating berries from some purple bushes. It seemed to be their natural habitat as there were more purple monkeys there. This time, Thomas wasted no time and blasted an immobilization spell from his wand. As he drawed the map towards him using his wand, the other monkeys spotted him and started to attack. Thomas let out a cry for help and started to run as fast as he could. He was so frantic that he did not notice the giant beast atop of him. "Let me go you overgrown iguana!" insulted Triton as he punched the beast at its talons. The wyren's skinned seemed too thick and even after numerous punches, the wyren hardly seem to notice it. "Playing tough eh?" said Triton as he tried to reached for his dagger in his pocket. "Darn this confounded beast." As the wyren performed a horizontal spin towards the right to avoid some once high growing trees, the dagger flew out of Triton's pocket and he almost lost it to the depths below. Grabbing it tightly with both hands, he forced the dagger into the flesh of the beast. "Take that! Ugly Mongrel!" screamed Triton as he pushed the dagger in deeper. Fresh red blood spurted from the wound sending the massive beast falling in pain. The beast collapsed onto the ground just in front of Thomas, who fell in shock. After releasing Triton, the great beast took off and fled into the wilderness, screaming at the deep wound in it's talons that would probably take months to heal. Triton slowly got up and stared at Thomas's hand with the map and gave him a thumbs-up before falling back to the ground. "Triton, are you alright?" asked Thomas worriedly. "Just tell me we've reached where that pipsqueak wants to go…" replied Triton in exhaustion. Just then Michael ran in from the bushes and asked, "Triton is he ok?" "He's fine, and according to the map, our destination is not too far away. It should be just behind us…" answered Thomas, trying to make sense of the map. "You boys looking for me?" a high-pitched cackle filled the silence of the swamps. The trio turned and somehow, behind the bushes of the purple monkeys hid a small hill, about several meters high. There atop of it, was a hut and in it was something Michael couldn't make out but was sure it was a person with a tattered robe. Then, the person stood into the light. There stood an old woman, whose wrinkles covered her entire face. She had a crooked nose with warts all over her skin and hands which were so skinny, they were like bone. A purple monkey came to rest upon her right shoulder. She examined the trio and paid close attention to Thomas. Then she opened her mouth and spoke, "I believe so…"

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Posted: 07 Nov 2008 08:40 AM CST The SPA experience. Bio and chem did I have over 2 days. Dreadful was my titration reading, little it may be. Well, let it be the 1st O level experience. Love it I may but there is more to come... But Infocomm club won the national infocomm club competition, and our teacher is gonna treat us to MIND's Cafe woot, how great is that! Thats not all, our club won 5 ipod shuffs and 3 psp haha... this holiday so perfect, and I am going to australlia in a few days!!! How good can it get?(except for the holiday hw)

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Chapter 6 Posted: 28 Oct 2008 05:02 AM CDT The crystal blue moon shone full that night, which meant that their chances of sneaking out minimized. The trio, Michael, Triton and Thomas, scampered through the facility, while glancing left and right to ensure that they did not catch any guards' attention. They heard a footstep, and immediately, retreated into the darkness of the corridors. A distant voice spoke, "I most definitely heard something this time. I think it came from over there." "These kids just don't know how to be disciplined. Taking them to the military camps would be a wise thing to do." came another more harsh voice. "Guards, be silent…" whispered Michael. "Said the man who raised his child in the library." mocked the first guard. "Humph! Your child did not do any better… Anyway, there's nothing here, let's go. I've wasted enough time in my life." sneered the second guard. With that, the dimming footsteps of the guards sounded the corridors once more, along with some murmuring that the trio could not comprehend. "I told you this was a bad idea. Why did you have to drag me into this?" hissed Thomas as he gave Michael a nudge. Michael just placed a finger on his lips, giving Thomas a serious look. Thomas had no other choice but to keep his frustration to himself. Michael slowly rose and scanned the hallway. Then, when he was satisfied he signaled the rest to follow. They wandered through more corridors and the journey seemed forever. "Do you even know where we're going?" questioned Triton with frustration. "Yes I do and if you could do me a favor, please be quiet!" There was a tone of annoyance in Michael's voice. Thomas knew it was not Triton, but the fact that he really was lost. Triton just rolled his eyes and followed closely behind. Finally, in the shadows, they saw the gate at which they each had once entered, and now seeking to exit it. Although in the night, the gate still shone in the moonlight, with golden harpoon-like bars that protruded out of the ground and the walls. On both sides, there were two guards standing, each with a spear in their hands. They had a red crest on their shoulders which signified that they were indeed elite guards and are not to be trifled with. A sense of accomplishment and worriment stirred inside of Michael. He turned to Thomas who shrugged. "We need to think of something to get past those guards." muttered Michael to Thomas. "Who goes there?" shouted one of the guards who was now looking in their direction. Immediately, Michael dragged Triton and Michael behind a wall. Thoughts emblazed his mind, "By Ior, these guards are like supercharged! How could they have heard me from this distance?" "I am giving you 3 seconds to reveal yourselves or I would put you under arrest!" hollered the guard whose voice challenged Triton's. "My God, they must have seen us! What to do…what to do?" the thoughts in Michael's mind ran about in a frenzy. "Hey, you do know how to get us out of this, do you?" whispered Triton, who looked at Michael hopefully. "ONE!" shouted the guard. "My powers and skills aren't strong enough to subdue an elite guard let alone two!" muttered Michael fearfully. "Neither am I" admitted Triton who has already unsheathed his weapon. Michael's expression became frantic and then the grabbed Thomas by the shoulders. "TWO!" another shout was heard. Michael's expression became frantic and then the grabbed Thomas by the shoulders. "You…You are an alchemist right?" mumbled Michael and Thomas nodded his head immediately, "Then could you please help us find something… anything that could subdue them?" "I …I don't know" babbled Thomas. "LAST CHANCE!" hollered the guard. "Just try…please." said Michael as he let go of Thomas, who began searching through his pouch which hung from his waist. Michael exited the confines of the wall and revealed himself, mind still a blur. "Hey, hey… let's not get violent here. Me and my friends just want to go out o the Arena for a short while." said Michael as he tried to calm himself, "Would you, handsome young gentlemen, let us through?" "On what reason?" spoke the guard in a softer but still serious tone. "Emm… Well, Frederick asked me to go out to fetch some crystal wine from the nearby Tavern outside." Explained Michael while keeping his composure, "You know how he likes his wine…must be fresh from the Tavern." "Then he should have given you a letter stating permission that we allow you to leave this facility, where is it?" demanded the guard, hand raised out. Michael paused for a moment as he glanced back and forth, left and right. Then, almost instantly he unsheathed his sword and charged towards the guards. "A runner! Raise the alarm!" screamed the guard to his partner. The partner nodded and ran for the lever which would sound the alarm. Michael rushed towards the lever as well, but the other guard struck him from behind, leaving him on the floor in seconds. He quickly got up, avoiding a deadly blow which would have left him unconscious. He exchanged blows with the guard, struggling to keep up with his speed. The sound of metal clashing reached Tritons ears, who mumbled under his breath, "That idiot…" He rose and left Thomas to search for something that would successfully subdue the guards. Michael saw Triton approaching and shouted, "Don't worry about me, get the guard who is activating the alarm." "Where?" replied Triton, who found himself parrying with the same guard as Triton. At that moment, a loud screeching siren filled the hallways. "Great, now look what you've done!" shouted Michael who just dodged a strike from the guard's spear which could have impaled him. "Me? It was you who pissed of the guards!" yelled Triton, as he backed away from three blows from the guard. "Found it!" cried Thomas behind the wall. "About time!" barked Triton who was fighting the other guard who had returned to help his partner. Thomas ignored Triton words and took out a seemingly small and empty bottle and threw it at the first guard which exploded a cloud of white gas. The guard screamed as he held his hands onto his eyes and collapsed to the floor. Thomas then threw another smaller vial which contained a dark blue liquid towards the second guard. It exploded like the bottle but it poured out the liquid onto the guard, nearly hitting Triton. The Guard started burning at the touch of the liquid and fell to ground shrieking. Triton backed away and shouted at Thomas, "A little closer and I may be a fried chicken!" "What did you do to them?" Michael asked, sheathing his sword. Thomas was about to reply when they heard loud footsteps coming their way from the left hallway which illuminated brighter and brighter, most probably from a torch. "No time, let's go." said Thomas as he rushed out of the gate with Triton. Michael took one last look at the Arena and followed Thomas into the wilderness.

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Posted: 22 Oct 2008 08:28 AM CDT WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!! Wow! I SO HIGH 2DAY COS 1. eXAMS OVER 2. COmPEtItION OVER 3. FINALLY CAN SLACK LOLZ. But 1 thing I quite dissapointed about, I failed SS, dun ask me how it happen, it juz did. But everything is to be happy about definitely!!! Sorry for not having posted for such a long time here, its just so hectic with the SA2 coming rite after CA2 so somehow its quite stressful. But whoa all the stress is suddenly released and it kinda feels weird, sorta nothin to do feeling... who CARES!?! can play good liao haha :-) Next yr is sec 4 le, a bit worrying leh, especially Os, seniors in my scjool look so depressed when i greet em, got those kind of emo face, woild I b like that? The future will tell...So many things had happen n the year is coming to an end, so a bit scary, another start of a new year with so much challenges ahead haizzz. so how the hell am I suppose to enjoy???

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Chapter 5 Posted: 21 Oct 2008 10:19 AM CDT "No, it couldn't be. It was just there…" the thoughts of doubt and hope encircled in Michael's mind as fear clouded it. "Are you sure you did not misplace it?" asked Thomas, foraging the room for any possible clue to Michael's loss. Michael just shook his head wildly as he continued to find his gauntlet. "You must remember the last time you saw it, don't you?" asked Thomas as he crouched down to peer under the bed. "Well, I can only remember having it in my fight with Satan… You don't think he took it?" replied Michael as he tore of the bed sheets and emptied the drawers. Triton suddenly rose and headed for the door. "Where do you think you're going?" Thomas shouted, "You're supposed to help Michael find his gauntlet." Still heading towards the door, Triton retorted, "I am helping. I am going to ask that boy Satan whether he took your gauntlet." He seized his hammer which was lying on the side of the door and headed off. A feeling of pity built up inside Michael and he thought that it was best that he followed him, leaving a flabbergasted Thomas behind. "I know what you're thinking. Don't do it." said Michael in authority. Triton turned around, his emerald eyes glared in to Michael's. "Look, do you want your precious little gauntlet or not?" threatened Triton slowly. Michael felt anger rising into him but shook it off. He just nodded his head and Triton gave him a smirk. "I thought so" mocked Triton. They reached the room in which Satan was kept. Triton slammed the door open and marched in. There lying like a corpse on the bed was Satan. Michael inspected his injuries and found that Satan's condition was much worse than his. He even had some parts still stained fresh red with blood from their encounter with the unknown being which seemed to emerge from within Satan. Triton showed no pity and snatched Satan's collar, hollering, "YOU! IF YOU TOOK MICHAEL'S GAUNTLET, YOU BETTER GIVE IT BACK OR I SWEAR THAT I WILL BREAK EVERY, SINGLE, BLOODY BONE IN YOUR BODY" With that, Triton threw Satan back down, who just moaned in reply. Triton pointed a long and meaty finger towards Satan and screamed, "DON'T FAKE IN FRONT OF ME! I KNOW THAT YOU HAVE IT! GIVE IT –" "STOP IT! Can't you see he is an injured man? If you want to question him, do it when he is better!" interrupted Michael with his voice rising after each word. "I don't trust this worthless piece of trash. He might very well be the assassin who attacked me! He might be the host of a demon who would one day destroy everything! You think this "thing" deserves pity?" argued Triton with a voice which could challenge he sound of thunder. "How do you know that he has this "so-called" demon inside him? LOOK! His gauntlet was lost as well. If he took my gauntlet, then why would he lose his as well?" Michael's anger was building up so rapidly that he found himself hand ready at his sword. "I still don't trust him. They are all the same. Demons, they raid towns, villages, cities just for their amusement. And when they are finished, they leave the dying to rot." Triton's tone suddenly becomes extremely solemn, "You do not know what I have been through Michael, the pain, the misery, the suffering. They attack your homes not only at night, but some in broad daylight. I have seen it, felt it, and even embraced it. You know little of these demons." Triton then took one last look at Satan and then left the room. Michael's anger for Triton was suddenly flushed away. He gazed at Satan, and realized that Satan was feeling a same pain as Triton did before. He needed to help him, but how? As he re-entered his room, he saw Thomas still helping to search for his gauntlet. "Some discussion, what happened?" asked Thomas as he lifted up some chairs and tables. "I don't want to talk about it." replied Michael as he lay on his bed, "You better get some rest." Thomas nodded and left the room quietly, leaving Michael, who was immersed in his thoughts. Suddenly, an idea to save Satan hit him like a ton of bricks. He immediately rose and rummaged through the desk beside his bed. He held up a piece of paper and on it, was the sign that he had drawn earlier. He smiled to himself, extremely satisfied with the idea that he had thought of and treaded out of his room. ************************************************ It was the last match of the day and Triton was watching at the sidelines. The sound of swords and shields colliding into each other seemed to amuse him. He chuckled as the one of the competitors stumbled and fell nearly costing him the match. Thomas ran into the hallway looking completely exhausted and said to Triton, "I finally… found you… (pant) Do you know where Michael (pant) is?" "How would I know? He is probably with his new best friend. The injured man in the room upstairs." scorned Triton who was still facing the arena as the last competitor fell. "He has been missing since this morning. Come' on, you experienced the same thing as he did. Furthermore, you are his friend." Thomas tried to persuade Triton as best as he could. Triton turned to Thomas and said, "Firstly, I am NOT is friend. Secondly, if he is missing, why should I care? He has that "coach" Samuel to take care of him. And thirdly, I don't think he like me very much either. "Well, Samuel has been missing too after he went of with Frederick. And you are the only one who can help us. What's more, Michael broke you from your trance. So technically, you do owe him something." argued Thomas and he glared at Triton. "You know, you and Michael are so alike. Fine, I'll go on your little "scavenger hunt"." smirked Triton as he walked ahead of Thomas. Thomas just smiled and followed behind. Triton went up a few flights of stairs, through a corridor and passes a room where the sick are treated. Thomas then knew exactly where they were going and immediately spoke. "Look, if you are thinking of going to his room, I have already checked it." "Do you trust me or not?" replied Triton as he made his way down another hallway and into Michael's room "It is not that, I just checked there before and I am telling you he is not-" Thomas paused as the gazed at Michael who was busily packing supplies into three rucksacks. "Told you so" laughed Triton, but Thomas ignored that remark and asked, "Michael, what do you think you are doing?" Michael wrapped up the rucksacks and tossed two of them to Triton and Thomas. He carried the last rucksack and explained to Thomas's confusion, "Well, I decided to find out what that mark I saw meant and how to remove it. So, I would need your help to do this task with me." Thomas and Triton looked at each other in bewilderment as Michael gave them a small grin.

From World Of Chaos

Chapter 4: Recovery Posted: 16 Sep 2008 08:29 AM CDT Michael eyes opened, however with much difficulty. An intense glare of light pierced his eyes. His bones ached, his muscles were stiff and his mind was still a blur. Around him, he heard mutterings like "he's awake" and "hey, are you alright?" He groaned in pain as he turned around and was greeted by Samuel's relieved face. "You were out cold for a few days, what were you doing in the hallway of Zoromak?" asked Samuel as gently as he could. Michael tired to get up and was helped by Samuel. Here, he saw Frederick, the announcer of the games who had his signature bright vermilion suit on, Thomas, his good messy-haired friend since he was young who now wore a cloak around his navy blue shirt. His belt had bottles and vials strapped on to it. And surprisingly, Triton, who was sitting in one corner of the room in a more causal piece of clothing with his large hammer strapped to his back. "You ok chap?" said Fredrick with a sense of merriment. "Just fine, thank you. Thomas! I did not know you were here. You were supposed to be in Crimsonhills practicing your alchemy." Replied Michael as he massaged his bruised head to make him feel more comfortable. "Well, your old friend here decided to come and cheer you on. I spotted him just after your match with Triton." said Samuel while giving a harsh glance towards Thomas, "You have good friends here Michael." Thomas just simply smiled towards Michael. Michael looked at his limbs and chest. They all had burn marks scarred onto them. He tried to massage one, but was felt painful stings as he did. He quickly returned his hand and sighed with worry. "Our healers couldn't remove them, sad to say." Apologized Frederick, "I've never seen burn marks like these since I saw a Daemon. Hah! Fought one myself I did." Michael's gaze turned to Triton and immediately Samuel spoke, "We found out that he experienced similar burns. We also realized that he could not remember anything from that match or anything after he stepped into the arena. It was as though he was possessed by someone…" "Or something…" Triton interrupted, now standing in front of Michael, "this only happened after I fought with this dark… assassin if my judgment was correct, before I set off for the arena. He was a tough opponent, swift and deadly. But one folly from him made him open. I struck, but to my amazement, flames that burned like the pit of hell scorched through my veins. Although I did not fall unconscious like you did, I would sometimes have this gap in my mind. I gap that I could not recall what fit in it and strange things always happened after that." Michael stared down thinking, "Could he be possessed at this very instant? He could not tell. But one thing was certain was that he would find out who or what Satan was talking to and-" "Satan!" , that name flooded his mind with anger and hate, yet was also filled it with pity and compassion. Satan had been used by this "thing" and had suffered from it. "Frederick, did you find another person where you found me?" asked Michael with sudden anxiety. "Aye, he's just a few rooms away, still unconscious, poor kid." replied Frederick with a little sympathy in his tone, "wished I could have done more." "I heard him talking with someone in the hallway. It sounded mellow and deep." muttered Michael to the rest, "its voice sounded like a demon of some sort." Everyone stared at him in either amazement on in utter shock. "Did you see how he did it?" said Samuel, breaking the silence. "No, unfortunately, I was discovered before I got close enough." sighed Michael. "Are you sure lad, he did not have any form of sign or mark on him that might suggest a little of his unknown companion?" said Frederick with great anxiety. "No sir, I can't remember much in that battle. It is as though his companion removed it from my head." said Michael as he thought hard. "Well, enough talking, the next match is about to start and I need to be present for the duel to commence." said Frederick, trying to retain his posture while looking at his well-crafted, golden watch, "You should be getting some rest… Come 'on Samuel, you should see the next battle, pretty exciting. The wizard of Kingoran against the warlock from the marshes of Zerihm. What do you say old chap, for old time's sake, eh?" Samuel briefly nodded and left the room, taking one last look at Michael, forcing a smile. Michael knew that they were not going off together just for the "exciting" match. But his thoughts did not pursue it for the time being. All of a sudden, Michael's head felt as though it was a balloon, pressurized, stretched to a point of incredible tension. He wailed in the pain that impaled his mind. Flashes of the "forgotten" duel with Satan gushed back into him. Triton and Thomas tried their very best to support him and preventing him from hurting himself. In the chaos, Thomas got struck squarely in the belly as he tried to keep Michael in his bed. The pain mysteriously ceased as soon as it began, but for Michael, it was as though it had been years. He stared blankly into space, and then suddenly sprang up, accidentally striking the recovering Thomas. With an apology, Michael seized a pencil and began to draw. Triton helped Thomas up and they went over to see what Michael drew. It was a sign. No, it was more of a mark. It resembled the letter "S" with two curved lines on each side. Sort of like an emblazoned "S". "I remembered this… on his hand; it kind of had a mind of its own. I remembered that he screamed, of such pain, such misery, such agony…" mumbled Michael as he turned to the pair, "Do any of you want this symbol represents?" Only Thomas reacted. He was in total shock and was now rummaging through the sack the brought along and took out an old but sturdy book. He flipped it open and fretfully flipped through the pages until certain page. He passed it to Michael and Triton looked from behind. On it was the exact same symbol, just that in that book, it was blood red. The two gazed on it and turned to Thomas for an explanation. "That… That mark has not been seen in thousands of years" stammered Thomas. "We know that already, it is in this book. We want to know what it means." said Triton with amazing calmness. "That mark… as my master taught me was the mark used by, as our people call it, the Zel-narks, or more commonly known as the mark of destruction. It is used by the Daemon lords from the "outside". The other worlds." spluttered Thomas hesitantly. "So, this… thing who Satan communicates to is a daemon lord?" questioned Triton. "It could be. But my knowledge of this symbol or runes is quite shallow. If you really want to know more about that mark, I know someone whom can help you. He lives not very far from the arena. But the journey will be treacherous." Replied Thomas as he tried to calm himself. "Well, if anything that hurts you comes along, I'll just crush it like a bug." chuckled Triton as he turned towards Michael, "You also have him to help you, right Michael?" Michael nodded and replied, "Of course we would like to meet him. Just lead the way and if anything hostile comes, rest assured that I will silence it. For I am a-" Michael's eyes began to be engulfed in fear and horror. He rummaged through his arms, hoping that whatever he was thinking was proved wrong. "What's wrong?" asked Triton. "This" replied Michael with much despair as the held out his left arm. There, just lay a naked arm where the angel gauntlet had once been.

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Glance of Keller's Personal Life

Posted: 12 Sep 2008 09:29 AM CDT HIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!! Long time no post sorry. Its with the tons on work and the end of year exam going on so I am so loaded with work to do but still manage to squeez time out to blog hahaz lol... today was the second last session of infocomm club before exams preperation week start and once again we face the MP3(face the music;but this guy can go on for hrs so I call it MP3 HAHA) but this time its so much different, we discussed plans on how to impart our knowledge when we graduate. And we were to reflect on mistakes we had done in the past. I felt really remorse towards the misakes that I had made and for once what he talked really made sense to me. I made my decision, we should do this club proud and make Mr Ong and Mr Goh feel contended and I am going to strive in the last project this year>>> Infocomm Club Gang...You guyz rox p.s. faster plan some activities for the last session HAHA I guess its all study when its the end of the year, I am gonna make sure I make it for DSA and not fail like I did in P6 PSLE!!!

From World Of Chaos

Chapter 3: The Encounter Posted: 09 Sep 2008 10:04 AM CDT Michael slowly headed back to his room through a hallway he had rarely ventured. He tried to locate a corridor which will bring him to a place which he hoped was familiar to him. "Hmm… let's see… that one or that one." mumbled Michael to himself as he glanced around the dimly lit hallway, "I knew I should have taken the left turn. Darn…" He took a few steps toward the nearest bend, looking back as he went. In his ear, he could hear faint noises that he could not make out. He tried to move further into the bend as silently as he could. As he did, the sounds became words. One voice who spoke them sounded all too familiar. The other was one which was totally unknown but somehow froze his blood as it spoke. "This kid is strong. He uses his head…" mellowed the low and demonic voice that echoed through the rooms. "It doesn't matter; I will crush him like all the others. He just got lucky in his previous fight." replied a harsh voice which spoke with hatred. "Be cautious young one. He may be the one that could stop you. His way of fighting, his aura, his crest, looks much like-" the mellow voice paused, making the hallway completely silent. "I better start running" thought Michael as he turned. What greeted him were eyes full of anger, which glared fiercely at him. "What are you doing here Blondie?" sneered the dark figure which now backed Michael to a corner. "Eh… I was just finding my way back to my room. So if you don't mind." Replied Michael softly. "Kill him" boomed the demonic voice which seem to come from nowhere. Satan unsheathed his blade which portrayed those of a bat. The blade started to shine blood-red as he prepared to thrust the blade into Michael's flesh. Michael reacted quickly by placing his crest into his gauntlet saying the exact same words as before "Divine gauntlet… Angel seal!" An intense light burst from his gauntlet, blasting Satan away in a massive force. "You're going to get it" snarled Satan as he got up. His once free hand now also with a crest, one with the outline of a devil's head embedded on it. "Demonic gauntlet… Devil seal!" screamed Satan as he thrust it into his gauntlet on his right hand. A similar flash of light engulfed him but this time; it burned like the flames of hell. What came out was Satan with his demonic armor. Half-matured horns grew form his helmet, claws also protruded from his gauntlets and flames ran through his scaly plate. "Ok…" commented Michael as he unsheathed his crimson sword. Satan advance, advanced quickly. Michael had to move back to keep up with the blows from his demonic rival, forcing him to a corner. Michael leapt to the wall and jumped from pillar to pillar, only to realize that his adversary crumbled the path behind them. Satan summoned up three surges of energy from his now blood-red sword casting them towards the angel knight. Michael deflected the first one but had to perform an aerial barrel roll to dodge the other two. As he landed, the wall behind him shattered from the force of the surges. Satan immediately responded by charging towards Michael, his blade glowing more and more intense. Michael exposed his blade to the rays of sunlight which shone through the cracks in the ceiling made by the shattered wall. His blade also started to glow with increasing intensity as his advanced to face his opponent. The blades met, sending a shockwave across the hallway. They exchanged blows, creating quite an amazing display of lights from their glowing blades. The shockwaves produced blasted away furniture, lights and even the remaining walls. Michael tried to take flight to gain the upper hand but was only returned by a barrage of flames from the hands of Satan. Michael got up and did a series of similar motions from his previous fight, his blade glowing as bright as the sun. Satan also did a series of actions, with his blade glowing like a hundred rubies. Both of them leaped screaming, "Celestius, Illuminate, Holy Might!" and "Celestius, Inferno, Burning Slash!" The surges of energy exploded as they collided into one another, sending a massive force which devastated the hallway, leaving only the two combatants standing. "Enough of this…" rumbled the demonic voice again from nowhere. Satan's gauntlet suddenly rose up by its own. A mark which Michael had never seen before drew on it from Satan's blood. He screamed, in total agony, pain and suffering. The mark glowed rapidly and flames shot out of it. Michael tried to evade the approaching flames, but the cornered and engulfed in it. It burned him. Burned like the flames of hell. He screamed as the flames scorched not only his skin, but his very mind and soul. As he fell into oblivion, a deep and demonic laugh surrounded his mind…

Glance of Keller's Personal Life

Posted: 03 Sep 2008 09:28 AM CDT Whao!!! I went to KUKUP yesterday, very fun HAHA :-) Did lots of things n the bus ride was so much shorter than expected, I secretly brought my psp along without parents knowing but also no bat' in the end HAHA lol. Firstly, we had breakfast, I ordered a yuan yang(coffee + tea) not too bad and also bread, funny why their bread is in 'li' not 'pian' and was very crowded so they had forgotten another bread and only gavr me one so I woas 'conned' which is a rather bad experience to me...few RM can be forgiven lolz. We were only given like 1/2 an hr free time and I bought fried carrot cake in the las 5 mins & share with yong liang>>> SUPRISINGLY its delicious!!! RM4.50 so reasonalbe. Then bought chewing gum, and vanila coke which singapore dun sell anymore. We went to this very lame pewter factory...really very lame cos we din see much, only the process and like there is nothing much to learn so the guide blah blah blah!!! and we went to a souveneir shop so I got a pewter chicken!!! Then we went to a fruit farm and it rain so we didn't see much WASTED! Played with fruits and sorts, will be lamed out if I tell...and I forgotten about most of that place cos its the worst farm I have been too... it didn't even look like a farm!!! We den went to mangrove, I had lots of fun there and monkeys even chased us lol<<>>went back home tats all

From World Of Chaos

Chapter 2: The Giant Posted: 23 Aug 2008 10:25 PM CDT "Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to this year's first Trinity Duel! This is a historic event where warriors of all different aspects come and have a go at bringing their gods glory like no other!" the announcer of the arena boomed. "Got everything? Good." Samuel made some last minute checks to Michael's equipment at the entrance to the battle ring, "Remember to concentrate out there. You've only got one chance." "From the warriors of Sarodmin, comes the holy knights of Crimsonsun, the gladiators of Malor and the Conjurors of the sacred land of Henim!" the bomming voice of the announcer rang throught the speakers. As Michael and Samuel walked out into the ring, the crowd cheered with much joy and gusto. In a corner, there even were a few spectators who carried banners with words such as "Go Michael!" and "Kick their butts Michael!" "Looks like you have some fans." commented Samuel. But Michael's attention had already been on the young man whose eyes glared with hatred and his armor that reminded him of the abyss. "Still making new friends I see" said Samuel over his shoulder, "I heard his trainer is quite experienced in this sort of thing. I think his name was Bob. Not a bad name don't you think?" "Not as experienced as you I think." Michael replied with a smile. "Don't flatter me. Now if you have been paying attention, you will be in the first round. Good Luck." With that, Samuel left with the others leaving only Michael and somewhat half giant in the ring. "Round 1: Michael vs. Triton" flashed on the screen at the sides of the arena. Immediately, Michael's competitor took out a device from his belt and started pushing some buttons on it. Michael recognized it and reacted by taking out a seal of his own. One of solid gold with sliver wings embedded in the middle. "Cybertron… Hammer!" hollered triton as he thrust the device back into his belt. Azure blue beams engulfed his body in a flash and then revealed a metal giant which looked as though he was from the future. The alloy that made his armor looked out of this world and the design looked science-fiction to most. Michael immediately summoned a gauntlet of white and shouted, "Mystical Gauntlet…Angel seal!" and placed the seal onto his gauntlet. A bright flash surrounded him and then revealed an angel whose armor shone like the sun as if it was blessed from god. His sliver wings spread out in glory letting out an array of lights. "Let's see how fast I can crush the little birdie." Mocked Triton as the unsheathed a hammer almost twice Michael's size and charged. Michael also unsheathed his weapon, a sword which seems to radiate on its own, and followed suit. As they were about to collide, Michael jumped and with the support of his wings dealt the first blow upon Triton. But to Michael's amazement, Triton just turned in the direction of his blow and before he knew it, the huge chunk of metal pounded on Michael's chest. He flew as though being shot from a cannon and landed in a loud "thud". "Come on Michael, you can do it. Remember what I thought you! Use everything possible!" came a familiar voice in the crowd. Michael turned back and saw his trainer waving to him in the crowd. Suddenly, he saw Samuel shouting and pointing to his back. He turned around and the same hammerhead greeted him. He again flew to the other end of the arena. There was a huge "Ooooo…" as Michael landed. He got up wobbling and thrust his sword up, facing the sky and the sword seem to be absorbing the sunlight. Its glow got more and more intense. "What's the matter, is little birdie injured? Let me ease the pain for you!" Triton then charged straight towards Michael screaming a battle cry and swinging his hammer which somehow contradicted his futuristic appearance. Michael focused onto Triton and when he got close enough, he struck his sword onto the ground, shouting "flash!" An intense flash of light blinded Triton and Michael immediately used this opportunity to do some damage. He took flight and with incredible agility, struck Triton in a barrage of cuts and slashes, leaving a stunned half giant with his armor crippled to a sorry state. Michael gave no room for complacency and began charging towards Triton again as his sword continued to absorb the sun rays. As Michael's previous attack died down, Triton gripped his hammer tightly, quickly scanning the area and readied himself for a counter-attack. But it was too late, when Triton spotted Michael, he was already halfway in the air, weapon glowing like it was the sun itself. "Celestius, Illuminate, Holy Might!" Screamed Michael as his blade literally cut his opponent in half sending a surge of energy right through him. Knowing that the battle was over, he sheathed his sword and raised his head in valor and triumph, leaving a battered Triton on the ground. The crowd screams of excitement drowned the announcer's declaration of the winner. Even Samuel was looking pretty excited himself, waving and cheering with the crowd. As the clerics came to bring Triton to the medical ward to be healed, a dark figure in the entrance to the ring caught Michael's attention. The dark figure gave a snort of arrogance and walked off. "I'll look forward to dueling you, my dark rival…"

Glance of Keller's Personal Life

Posted: 24 Aug 2008 08:20 AM CDT LOL I watching Beijing Closing now!!! ZZZ... So boring? I still waiting for my parents to let me play my psp. I am really in the slacking spirit rite now, using computer like hell long hrs. Wow this is really a good time for me to have a break from my exams which have been so stressful. I feel so SAD for my A Math, I doubt my results will be good *CRY* thks to ms leow everytime dunno how to teach but exam set until so hard really siao...

Glance of Keller's Personal Life

Posted: 22 Aug 2008 10:17 AM CDT TODAY IS THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE... FOR THE FIRST TIME I DID BADLY FOR MY A.MATH. Y? COS OF 1 FREAKIN ERROR IN THE SECOND QUESTION THAT SLOWED ME DOWN SO MUCH. i MEAN I KNEW THAT I COULDN'T BE WRONG LOR AND I ENDED UP STUK!!! WELL THE QUESTION WAS REALLY WRONG BUT THE TEACHER SHOULD GIVE TIME EXTENSION...FURTHERMORE I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO THE 1ST QUESTION!!! AND CARELESS FOR GRAPH, I WRITE Ln DRAW Lg GRAPH *CRY* *CRY* *CRY* THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE,I SHALL DO BADLY FOR A.MATH!!! WELL I WILL ONLY HAVE TO DO BETTER FOR SA2

Glance of Keller's Personal Life

Posted: 16 Aug 2008 08:07 PM CDT OHHH...Common test iz here ^_^ NVM I am already revising and I am CONFIDENT. Physics shouldn't be hard cos Ms Leow set 1 HAHA!!! I only worried about languages and Social Studies zzz! I hope I could get AMAAP(as much A as possible). Social studies got those freaking essay questions that I am so afraid of cos I every time not enuf time to do haizz and occasionally I miss out the points *toot*!!! Then again, I not doing very well for physics>>>one of my favourite subject! Guess I should put in more effort. I better get going with my revision...

Glance of Keller's Personal Life

Posted: 13 Aug 2008 09:38 AM CDT Haizz...I bit my tongue on monday and now its so difficult to eat...especially my candies...I guess I have learn how important my tongue is!!! Its such a hassle, I will have to take twice the time to eat a bread! T_T cry... and it hurts, will my taste buds ever recover? I hope so. Tomorrow is the linear law test and I am still slacking, I should be preparing for the test lorhx lol...I dun feel ready yet, I guess juz do more Mr. Ng's revision paper. HOPE IT HELPS. If not for sending to Zheng Lao Shi the email, I wouln't be facing the computer now. I have to put in more effort!!! Keller... wake up!!! lol. I really hope I would get the grades I want. Ayah, can one lah, dun nid so gan cheong wtf...I AM SO LAME!!!

Glance of Keller's Personal Life

Posted: 09 Aug 2008 10:08 AM CDT Some pictures I took during national day...they don't look good HAHA

Posted: 09 Aug 2008 09:55 AM CDT I went back to punggol park yesterday, everything cahnge a lot the pnd was a lot more cleaner than before, well it is a better park...lol