The Chosen One
A story I will be working on with my character Intoxication.
A healthy baby girl had just been born in the wastelands.Her hair and eyes, a toxic green, her complexion a nice tan.It was unusual for a baby to be born with hair.Then again, it was the wastelands or the Land Of Toxic.The Land Of Toxic lived up to it's name; the place was full of toxic barrels and green gas.Any lake or pond that existed was no more, for it was replaced by a sea of poison.Quickly putting a mask over the young babies mouth, the mother, Amethyst's wrapped the young girl in a purple blanket.
"Now, what shall we call you?" the women said.
She thought for a moment.She could name the baby whatever she wanted for her husband had died a year ago, committing suicide by jumping into a barrel of toxic.
With a small smile, Amethyst said "I know!You're name shall be..."
"Hey Amethyst!" a voice yelled, cutting her off.
The women frowned and turned to the side to see who had dared interrupted the naming of her child.Cloven, a teenager of 19 with purple hair and blue eyes, a lanky body, and baggy blue jeans along with a T-Shirt on, was standing a few feet away.When he saw the child he nodded his head and turned his back, a ritual you would do if you had interrupted a child's naming ceremony.Smiling, Amethyst turned back to her newborn.
"As I was saying, I shall name you...Intoxication, for you're beauty that is very toxic."
The baby let out a toothless smile along with a light giggle.
"She's beautiful." Cloven said, now behind Amethyst.This was not unusual either though, for he did this a lot, standing at one place then at another the next second.A smile showed from the corner of his lips.
"Yes.Now what did you wish to speak to me about?" Amethyst said, not looking at him but at Intoxication.
"The war is coming.We need to leave.Now." Cloven said, the smile from his face gone.
"Very well.Let me pack my stu-" Amethyst started to say.
Before she could even finish, a spear shot through her heart, missing baby Intoxication by only inches.Amethyst stared down at the spear, her face a mixture of pain and surprise, along with a little rage that her child had almost been killed.She handed the baby to Cloven, falling back on the ground.
"P-please...keep her s-safe." the mother whispered with her last breathe, her heart stopping, her eyes rolling in the back of her head.
Biting his lip hard, Cloven held the baby tight and ran, turning a few times to see the men who had killed Amethyst.Each time, his heart was filled with fear.It was him.The leader of the war.He had found the chosen child.Cloven threw a bead into the air a little ways in front of him.It formed into a swirling purple portal.Knowing he had no choose, he leaped in, disappearing with Intoxication.
"Now, what shall we call you?" the women said.
She thought for a moment.She could name the baby whatever she wanted for her husband had died a year ago, committing suicide by jumping into a barrel of toxic.
With a small smile, Amethyst said "I know!You're name shall be..."
"Hey Amethyst!" a voice yelled, cutting her off.
The women frowned and turned to the side to see who had dared interrupted the naming of her child.Cloven, a teenager of 19 with purple hair and blue eyes, a lanky body, and baggy blue jeans along with a T-Shirt on, was standing a few feet away.When he saw the child he nodded his head and turned his back, a ritual you would do if you had interrupted a child's naming ceremony.Smiling, Amethyst turned back to her newborn.
"As I was saying, I shall name you...Intoxication, for you're beauty that is very toxic."
The baby let out a toothless smile along with a light giggle.
"She's beautiful." Cloven said, now behind Amethyst.This was not unusual either though, for he did this a lot, standing at one place then at another the next second.A smile showed from the corner of his lips.
"Yes.Now what did you wish to speak to me about?" Amethyst said, not looking at him but at Intoxication.
"The war is coming.We need to leave.Now." Cloven said, the smile from his face gone.
"Very well.Let me pack my stu-" Amethyst started to say.
Before she could even finish, a spear shot through her heart, missing baby Intoxication by only inches.Amethyst stared down at the spear, her face a mixture of pain and surprise, along with a little rage that her child had almost been killed.She handed the baby to Cloven, falling back on the ground.
"P-please...keep her s-safe." the mother whispered with her last breathe, her heart stopping, her eyes rolling in the back of her head.
Biting his lip hard, Cloven held the baby tight and ran, turning a few times to see the men who had killed Amethyst.Each time, his heart was filled with fear.It was him.The leader of the war.He had found the chosen child.Cloven threw a bead into the air a little ways in front of him.It formed into a swirling purple portal.Knowing he had no choose, he leaped in, disappearing with Intoxication.
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