City stories - part 1
When you take a view on the city. It’s pretty calm. Just sometimes lights are playing hide and seek. From the distance far away you can’t hear bone crushing or how the blood drops are falling to the ground. You can’t see that dagger was drew in the flow of the battle. In the dirty blind alley men against beast are fighting. A dagger with the swift cut flew over his head, when he crouched. Stabbing in the wind, because the enemy really fast beast had shown behind his back. Take his head by the long hair with mighty and wild grip and guide her to the hard ground. *Crack*
Week later…..
A pretty nice morning was it, when young Jacques was lying on the bed. Opened his eyes and tryed to move his body so fast to stop the annoying noise of the alarm-clock. After he did it, he stand up on the ground and try to coordinate his thoughts so fast, how he could. Because it’s the time.Time to work! Eyes covered in blood, un-elegant moustache and beard all over the dirty a sleepy face, who tries to close in the nose, so he can hide in front of every duty in common day. After this free week, which was so long like the throw of the iron club by a baby, he couldn’t feel not even tiny drop of relax in his hearth. In next steps, which he had trained for about 5 years, which he had spend in company he remembered the another really boring day routine. He get on, the same pants with same colored jacket, same white t-shirt and to them a nice(boring) blue tie. His apartment at 3th floor, was quiete in modern style, even if he hasn’t spent there much time like in home. Just like in hotel room, which he used to sleeping and eating and waking up. The last week he had also spend with family and friends.
- I’m going to work, to earn some money to have food, so I can go to work again and again..”
He wispers to the door. Open it. Go to the bus station. There he had heard some realy interesting (boring) conversation of two old ladys about the newest discounts....really interesting.
- I have bought bread for excellent price! Who would think that it will go lower than usuall -
- Yes, my daughter have told me, that she had bought this really great Steaks for a half of it’s price in the market that’s near her –
- Ou really? I have to go there, I’m preparing some special diet meal for my old man –
- He sure won’t buy it Margarette...hahaha –
They’ve laughted for no reason. I mean. For me it wasn’t reason to laught. But I was thinking, that maybe it will come with the time. Who knows? I’ve stoped to hear that boring practicaly empty dialogue. All what I needed was. Yeah, you’re right. I put my hand in the pocket and withdraw my Ipod. Speakers click into my ears like well maded puzzle. And then comes that overwhelming few tonnes weight hammer, which strikes him right into ears. My mind was full of chaos and noise dancing with his crazy emotions. Trying to take control and rule the world. Just with one dance. He was totally out of his mind. But what he has heard in that second. Was so fascinating, so even the music noisy as hell have shut in silence.
- Last Friday, me and Harold we have seen this man in suit with a huge sword on his back. I have heard that they are members of some violent group. I think we should move out this city, it’s getting more dangerous in here.
I’ve read about them on internet. They call themselves Pytliaci, what means Poachers. Why? It’s simple, they’re hunting wild animals (humans) in they’re natural place (city) ilegal way. The bus have come and I entered. For the last time. Because, when the doors close. Somebody shouted.
To be continued....
Autor is writing:
This is first chapter from my cyclus City stories. This first chapter as you have read is pretty boring, it's just an intro. The real action will come, I promise
. Forgive me the grammar, because English is not my motherlanguage I have very bad grammar and maybe also some worse have another meaning as fits in this story. But I'm using translator to be more direct, correct. Hope you'll like it. Thank You for reading 
When you take a view on the city. It’s pretty calm. Just sometimes lights are playing hide and seek. From the distance far away you can’t hear bone crushing or how the blood drops are falling to the ground. You can’t see that dagger was drew in the flow of the battle. In the dirty blind alley men against beast are fighting. A dagger with the swift cut flew over his head, when he crouched. Stabbing in the wind, because the enemy really fast beast had shown behind his back. Take his head by the long hair with mighty and wild grip and guide her to the hard ground. *Crack*
Week later…..
A pretty nice morning was it, when young Jacques was lying on the bed. Opened his eyes and tryed to move his body so fast to stop the annoying noise of the alarm-clock. After he did it, he stand up on the ground and try to coordinate his thoughts so fast, how he could. Because it’s the time.Time to work! Eyes covered in blood, un-elegant moustache and beard all over the dirty a sleepy face, who tries to close in the nose, so he can hide in front of every duty in common day. After this free week, which was so long like the throw of the iron club by a baby, he couldn’t feel not even tiny drop of relax in his hearth. In next steps, which he had trained for about 5 years, which he had spend in company he remembered the another really boring day routine. He get on, the same pants with same colored jacket, same white t-shirt and to them a nice(boring) blue tie. His apartment at 3th floor, was quiete in modern style, even if he hasn’t spent there much time like in home. Just like in hotel room, which he used to sleeping and eating and waking up. The last week he had also spend with family and friends.
- I’m going to work, to earn some money to have food, so I can go to work again and again..”
He wispers to the door. Open it. Go to the bus station. There he had heard some realy interesting (boring) conversation of two old ladys about the newest discounts....really interesting.
- I have bought bread for excellent price! Who would think that it will go lower than usuall -
- Yes, my daughter have told me, that she had bought this really great Steaks for a half of it’s price in the market that’s near her –
- Ou really? I have to go there, I’m preparing some special diet meal for my old man –
- He sure won’t buy it Margarette...hahaha –
They’ve laughted for no reason. I mean. For me it wasn’t reason to laught. But I was thinking, that maybe it will come with the time. Who knows? I’ve stoped to hear that boring practicaly empty dialogue. All what I needed was. Yeah, you’re right. I put my hand in the pocket and withdraw my Ipod. Speakers click into my ears like well maded puzzle. And then comes that overwhelming few tonnes weight hammer, which strikes him right into ears. My mind was full of chaos and noise dancing with his crazy emotions. Trying to take control and rule the world. Just with one dance. He was totally out of his mind. But what he has heard in that second. Was so fascinating, so even the music noisy as hell have shut in silence.
- Last Friday, me and Harold we have seen this man in suit with a huge sword on his back. I have heard that they are members of some violent group. I think we should move out this city, it’s getting more dangerous in here.
I’ve read about them on internet. They call themselves Pytliaci, what means Poachers. Why? It’s simple, they’re hunting wild animals (humans) in they’re natural place (city) ilegal way. The bus have come and I entered. For the last time. Because, when the doors close. Somebody shouted.
- I’ll kill you all!! HAHAHAHAHA –
And everything was covered with sound of firing gun.
And everything was covered with sound of firing gun.
To be continued....
Autor is writing:
This is first chapter from my cyclus City stories. This first chapter as you have read is pretty boring, it's just an intro. The real action will come, I promise
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