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Hey guys!!! this is just part of a story that i did for one of my school assignments....hope you like it!!! its just an intro tho.... other chapters will be posted soon...


CHAPTER 1
As the door opened inward, Shika and Zetsumei walked towards me. “Hey Rena!” they both said. “Hey Shika, Zetsumei…hey guys come here! Look at this!” I said as I beckoned them to the open doorway. As they walked over, they saw an open door with darkness occupying the space in it. Cautiously, Shika and Zetsumei peered inside with curious faces. “Where does it lead to?” Zetsumei asked. “I don’t Know…you guys want to come with me to check it out?” I asked. “Sure.” “Ok.” replied Shika and Zetsumei. As the three of us walked through the dark doorway, the door slams shut behind us! “Oh No!! We’re trapped!”cried Zetsumei, “Wait! No we aren’t, all we have to do is follow the doorway and see where it leads!” replied Shika. “Ok then it’s settled. Let’s go!”I said. When we were walking through the doorway, we suddenly walked into a place that was full of abundant green grass and these petite colorful bunnies!
Little did we know, as we approached the petite bunny, out of nowhere, a boy jumps out and blocks our way! The boy was about our age, slimmed down and average height. The boy had chocolate brown hair that was in a natural spiky look with weapons aplenty that adorned his body of armor. Swords at his hip, helmet atop his head and a shield strapped to his arm. While taking this all in the boy was staring at the three girls with suspicion. To him, the boy thought that the three girls stood out from the marvelous background.
“Hey! What are you doing?!” yelled the boy. “We were just going to pet the bunny! What’s wrong with that?!” I argued back. “What’s wrong! What’s wrong is that this is not what you call bunny, but this is a dreamhare!” argued the boy. “A dreamhare, What’s that?” asked Shika. “I’ll tell you once you tell me how you people got here and who are you?” said the boy, who was staring at us with suspicion. “Oh yeah, sorry. My name is Rena and these are my friends Shika and Zetsumei” I said. “Hmmm….”the boy said as he looked at all three of us. “Huh… Ok close enough. Ok a dreamhare is a devious little thing. It may look cute and cuddly on the outside but you really have to stay alert when around these creatures.” Said the boy as he shooed the dreamhare away. “So…What’s your name?” asked Shika. “What?” asked the boy. “Your name...You have one right?” countered Zetsumei. “Oh yes, my name. People call me Zachary, Zac for short.” Replied Zac. “Oh ok, nice to meet you Zachary.” I said. “So…how did you three get here anyway?” Zachary asked. “Oh right, we would tell you but…” Shika started to say.
As we were in the middle of introducing ourselves, a hellhound jumps out of the bushes and glares at the four of us with hatred in its eyes. “Oh No,” muttered Zac. “What! What’s happening?”asked Zetsumei. “Stand back this hellhound is dangerous.” warned Zac. “A what!” Said Shika and Zetsumei . “Ugh! A hellhound is a dog that lives in many desolate places. People say that they are called hellhounds because they are the descendants of Cerberus the hellhound who guarded Hades Kingdom.” Explained Zac. As Zac explained, the hellhound leapt towards Zac with a fierce roar escaping the hounds’ mouth. Though it looked like the hound was the victor, Zac quickly dodges the attack and sprints toward the hound. The hellhound went into a frenzy and all of a sudden became faster! Zac’s sword only left a scar on the hound but even though it didn’t look like much, the hound was limping! Shika looked at Zac’s sword and saw a type of purple liquid sap that engulfed his sword. Zetsumei knew that the purple sap was a poisonous liquid! Zac thought of this as an advantage so he sprinted forward again he plunged his poisonous-covered sword in the hellhounds’ side. He took out his sword and the hounds’ carapace fell with a soft thud to the ground. Shika, Zetsumei and Rena stared in awe as Zac sheathed his blood-covered sword.