“I’m pleased to make your acquaintance, Mr. Jax,” the shaggy bleached hair man said. “Who are you and how do you know my name?” The one armed man named Jax spoke. The bleached hair man just smiled. “If you do not have anything to say, get out of here. I’m waiting for someone.” “If you mean Mr. Ox, he’s looking for a place for six people. It is our first meeting, so I really wanted a first class hotel.” “So you are the one Ox was talking about was hinting about, the sixth person.” “Not the sixth. Strictly speaking, you’d have to call me the first. I couldn’t leave because of my work, so Mr. Ox’s been handling things on my behalf, but I’m the one behind it all. I’ve covered all the expenses. But there won’t be any leaders or underlings among us. We’re all comrades, working for the same goal.” A pause was between them. “So how was the restaurant? According to Ox, MakenZero has relations to the shop.”

Jax grunted, “It’s a good place. It’s been awhile since I could eat at a place where I felt like a human being.” “So you wish to bow out?” (Flashback, MakenZero slices off Jax’s hand. He kneels, clutching the bleeding wrist.) He spoke, “Give me the final blow. With an age with guns, without using skills or souls, I’ve been a warrior most my life. I don’t want to see anymore of this world. At least let me die here, by the hand of the one they call the strongest. Finish me.” MakenZero looked at him then turned away. “I’m sorry. I do not want to kill anymore then I have to. Live in the new age.” “Wait, MakenZero It’s not enough that you stole my left hand, stolen my honor? You would even steal a warrior’s death MakenZero!?" Jax yelled.  (In the Present) Jax screams “No!”  The bleached hair man smiled.

He spoke, “The wind is picking up. Please be careful not to miss.” “What a stupid request,” Jax told him as he was wrapping the bandages off his wrist, revealing a cap and a peg stitched to the flesh. He picks up a barrel cannon and sets it on his arm. “This weapon is apart of me, I will not miss.” “Then I ask this of you, Mr. Jax with your new arm, set off the signal flare of revenge.” Jax grinned at the bleach hair man.

Maken and the others are walking home. “Look fireflies!” Rica squealed. “Yeah why don’t we stop a while here on the bridge,” Vivi added. “Yeah Maken, so I can put this drunkard down.” Swipe added. “What the hell are you talking about, look whose drunk dodo head!” Makenzie hit him on the head a bit. “Okay, okay, okay. Then in that case you’re getting down.” “Vivi, Makenzie, come over here with us.” Rica waved them over to look at the fireflies with her older sister.

Swipe leaned against the railing with Maken. “So what is with you? I know you’re hiding something. It’s normal for you to suddenly go dark on me, but today you’ve been unbelievable.” “That’s a little rude,” Maken smiled. “If you get any darker, you’ll turn into Vincent.” “That’s rude to Vincent,” he laughed. “I don’t care what you keep from the girls, but if you’re trying to hide something from me--if you still see me as a weak point--I’m going to find out what it is even if I have to beat it out of you.” “I’m sorry I should have told you.”

Maken confessed to what was going on. “So that whale-mouth’s arm is your work. But he didn’t notice you, right? Then aren’t you letting it get to you too much? I mean, I know this stuff has been weighing on your mind for a long time, but still.” Swipe shrugged. “But,” Maken was cut off by him. “No buts. It’s about time you got used to SOME peace. Look over there.” Swipe pointed at the girls as they are laughing among the fireflies. “You see any shadow of wars in that?” On top of the hill far from Maken and the others, Jax fires a blast. “What was that?” Vivi and the girls wondered. “Fireworks set off maybe?” Rica questioned. Maken spoke out loud but quietly, “No. I remember that sound.” He starts to think. “That distinctive thunderous peal is one of the three great weapons of the last war.” Jax turned to the man, “A direct hit.” “Well done,” he replied back. Maken narrowed his eyes thinking again, “An Armstrong cannon!”

(Real Entry)

Hello there. Well it looks like it’s election time tomorrow. How is everyone doing? It’s going to be a close race, and I have to get up at 7 in the morning to go vote. I can’t believe I have college on this day, school’s are out and such. So that sucks that I can’t be. I have a quiz tomorrow, hopefully I’ll be alright. I just hate the fact, that I have to study constantly or I forget. That’s what’s making it really hard, I have to be studying all the time unfortunately.

What do you think of this story, it’s getting interesting. Who’s the bleached hair guy. Hmm give me some guesses! Hey Bettie, thanks for the email, I’m still not sure about the creative writing. I have a whole bunch of stuff in my head that I want to get down, but it’s not all together you know. It’s all jumbled up. And I emailed you back! I didn’t know you wanted me to email you! =P Thanks for answering the thing. Only two people did it sniff sniff lol. Well enjoy the story everyone. Lucky that this real entry is short hehe. ^_^