Kanda's Writing Corner

Here be where I shall post links to my fanfiction and threads I have posted them in. Get ready dudes n dudettes. Inspiration waits for no man or woman.



I'll start with a small chapter of random intent.
Characters: Yuuri, Jack, Lucinda (Luce)

Random Story: Is any of this for real... or not?


The winds had finally died down. A man in full body steel armor slow crouched into a thick brush the lay beside a vast canyon who's mighty vallies had been carved throgh the ages. Not by water, but by iron sand, strangly enough. This particular canyon was a lost battle field from millions of years ago. Sword still stood, stabbed into the ground and covered in rust while other lances and axes scattered accross the plain, embedded within the sand in fragment of their former glory. The only thing that would stand out was the man's steel aror, obviously new and meant for higher ranking officials due to the orange scythe-blade like cape embroidened with golden lace and a single ruby in the shape of the sun. This lone gem spoke immeansely about this man's rank within whatever army he was from, as the more rare the gem the higher your rank was in these harsh times. Yet nothing could deter him as he pulled from a leather puch tied to his waste a single spyglass and ros eit to his eye with a quick pull to extend the tool. His glass revealed blades that lay forever forgotten across the sea of iron sand, yet a single blade glowed within this dark and forever depressing wasteland. His spyglass twisted within his hand, causing the glass to zoom as he beleived he had found his objective.

"There you are. I think its time you made that monster remember how easily he has been defeated," he commented dryly. The man placed his spyglass within his leather satchel quickly before placing a single hand upon his right knee to push up from the ground. His left hand rose to his mouth before he used two finger to wistle a tone. A neigh from a horse resonded in the air as galloping footsteps grew closer and closer until a white horse wearing fine silver armor jump from the brush behind the knight. He quickly mounted his horse, giving her a gentle rub before snapping the reins and tapping her ribs with his boots. The horse broke into a trot as the knight drew a blade that was sheathe across his back, only incase of an enemy ambush that may lay in wait. The man directed his mount through the rough terrain anfd dead brush, eventually coming to a massive drop in the ground that extended for leagues upon leagues in both directions. The man's face looked thoughtful as he watched the other side where a fortress gate could be seen in the distance. But before he reached this place, he must find a way to cross this pit of sorts. The quicksand within was enchanted to take you in a single moment, with no chance of escape.

Yet this man would not faulter as he pulled two grappeling hooks and took aim at the wooden shafts implanted into the ground on the other side and released one of the hooks. The grapple quickly twirled along the shaft, locking itelf into place soonafter while the man threw another at the shaft to its left. The same result, yet only after he had failed the first attempt. But none the less, he quickly tied himself and his horse to the ropes before he patted the hourse to assure her that they would make it. The man knew his horse would probably break aleg but he knew that she would live and that he could infact assist her in walking. The horse was suddenly changing its shape, taking a humanized form of a woman with long black hair and red eyes. She wored a white robe and nothing more. Only tied with ropes at the center area.

"Why how nice of you to transform and make this ever more easier, Lucinda," came the man's deadpan commentary before the woman threw him the finger and turned away. Obviously prefering to ignore him, but wen she suddenly was lifted into his arm's she let out a quick sqeak of protest. The man only smiled more before trudging down the sandy path, back steping to avoind extra steps and following with a few quick jups to reach the other side without sinking.

"You are the epitome of the word jackass, Yuuri," came the ravenette's displeased reply to his little stunt. If there was anything she didn't like about Yuuri it was his lack of thought on such things. Well at least he had tied a rope to them both so the sand could not devour them whole.

There be a start. What cha' think?