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Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
- Location
- The Pits of California
"He's gotten out again! Find him!"
Two rather burly looking men in suits appear from a mansion gate. They were hired to keep an eye on a precocious young man who had a fondness for going out when he wasn't supposed to. But if seventeen year old Loki Masterson had anything to say about it, those guys would be fired soon for not doing their job. He had snuck out a window during his studies, something his parents frowned upon. For they didn't share his fascination of the outside world like he did. All they wanted was for him to be home schooled until he was eighteen, then he could do whatever he wanted. Loki couldn't wait that long. Not when there was a vast area of mountains and forest to explore right in his own back yard.
It was the kind of thing he did often. When one of his instructors had their back turned or when he was alone in his room, he would find a way to pick the locks on a window and escape into the outside. He would be out for five, maybe ten minutes at a time before he was rounded up and brought back inside to be chastised for his actions. Today would be different though. Today, the young man would be going to an area previously unexplored. He tried going there before, but his youth brought great fear of the unknown and thus, he retreated to the safety of his expensive mansion. But now, Loki gathered his courage and made quickly for the entrance to the fobidden forest.
The first thing he observed was a sign. He knew it well. It said, "Those who enter this forest will be lost forever unless they find the one true thing they desire." To this day, Loki did not understand the meaning of those words so he ignored them as he entered. It seemed like an ordinary forest for the first few hours he went in. There seemed to be nothing special or even forbidden about it. But as day grew into night, the young man found himself lost, despite carving a path for himself in the bark of the trees. Exhausted, he took a seat on a stump and looked into the moonlit night wondering if he would ever get out.
It was then the momentary silence was broken by a sound in the bushes. Someone, or something was watching the young man. It caused Loki to jump to his feet and look around. He first thought it to be one of the bodyguards assigned to his care come to retrieve him. But when he didn't hear their burly voices, a bit of fear began to set in. Perhaps it was a beast out for a nightly hunt and he was the prey. That was until a voice rang out that had never reached the ears of the young man before. "So, you've ignored the warnings and now you're lost. It's such a pity."
"W...who's there?" Loki replied as he continued to gaze around to find the source of this voice. It was then he heard another rustle in the bushes and this time it was much closer. When he turned around, a jolting sight came before him. He was an elderly man, short with a hunched back. His face appeared crooked like a troll, and he grinned a toothy grin. On his back, he carried a pack of things that jingled as he examined the intruder into the forest and in his hand, he carried a willow stick that bent due to the thing that was hanging from it. It was a bottle in which the contents glowed brightly to light the way of this...thing.
As Loki gazed into the light, he noticed something rather peculiar about it. The shillouette appeared almost human, but it was very small. What was more weird was when the elderly man turned to it and began to speak aloud as if the thing inside could understand him. "What do you make of him, my dear? Perhaps you could be of some use to him, hmm?"
Two rather burly looking men in suits appear from a mansion gate. They were hired to keep an eye on a precocious young man who had a fondness for going out when he wasn't supposed to. But if seventeen year old Loki Masterson had anything to say about it, those guys would be fired soon for not doing their job. He had snuck out a window during his studies, something his parents frowned upon. For they didn't share his fascination of the outside world like he did. All they wanted was for him to be home schooled until he was eighteen, then he could do whatever he wanted. Loki couldn't wait that long. Not when there was a vast area of mountains and forest to explore right in his own back yard.
It was the kind of thing he did often. When one of his instructors had their back turned or when he was alone in his room, he would find a way to pick the locks on a window and escape into the outside. He would be out for five, maybe ten minutes at a time before he was rounded up and brought back inside to be chastised for his actions. Today would be different though. Today, the young man would be going to an area previously unexplored. He tried going there before, but his youth brought great fear of the unknown and thus, he retreated to the safety of his expensive mansion. But now, Loki gathered his courage and made quickly for the entrance to the fobidden forest.
The first thing he observed was a sign. He knew it well. It said, "Those who enter this forest will be lost forever unless they find the one true thing they desire." To this day, Loki did not understand the meaning of those words so he ignored them as he entered. It seemed like an ordinary forest for the first few hours he went in. There seemed to be nothing special or even forbidden about it. But as day grew into night, the young man found himself lost, despite carving a path for himself in the bark of the trees. Exhausted, he took a seat on a stump and looked into the moonlit night wondering if he would ever get out.
It was then the momentary silence was broken by a sound in the bushes. Someone, or something was watching the young man. It caused Loki to jump to his feet and look around. He first thought it to be one of the bodyguards assigned to his care come to retrieve him. But when he didn't hear their burly voices, a bit of fear began to set in. Perhaps it was a beast out for a nightly hunt and he was the prey. That was until a voice rang out that had never reached the ears of the young man before. "So, you've ignored the warnings and now you're lost. It's such a pity."
"W...who's there?" Loki replied as he continued to gaze around to find the source of this voice. It was then he heard another rustle in the bushes and this time it was much closer. When he turned around, a jolting sight came before him. He was an elderly man, short with a hunched back. His face appeared crooked like a troll, and he grinned a toothy grin. On his back, he carried a pack of things that jingled as he examined the intruder into the forest and in his hand, he carried a willow stick that bent due to the thing that was hanging from it. It was a bottle in which the contents glowed brightly to light the way of this...thing.
As Loki gazed into the light, he noticed something rather peculiar about it. The shillouette appeared almost human, but it was very small. What was more weird was when the elderly man turned to it and began to speak aloud as if the thing inside could understand him. "What do you make of him, my dear? Perhaps you could be of some use to him, hmm?"
