The Life of a Warrior

[Primitive Guyver]

Haven't really posted in a while so here goes a shout out to everyone.

Um this is a little intro something that just pop in my mind so i did a few months ago.

Well without further adu here is..................................

The Life of a Warrior

?The world is changing,? he thinks to himself as he looks out from the cave he is in somewhere near Nevada. The cave is scorched with head laser blasts and vibrational slashes ?soon I will need to find a new shelter,? he thinks to himself once more he laughs at himself for being not involved in this exuberating little war between Chronos and ATCF . This war though will not and would not have any winners so why should I fight a war with no winners for I have seen the future in one of my many "glimpses" as you can call it. The creators my long ago ?masters? will swoop down and destroy the world I call a home for I lived here when civilization was just beginning. This is my home as he clenches his fist into a tight ball as he screams with all the deadly passion that he feels for his ?masters?. No matter how many years he has meditated he will never forgive what they did to his wife Jelea As he thinks that he catches the scent of something in the air he jumps up spins around and crouches in a form long ago forgotten except by one. The Ultimate Warrior as he was once called in China?s rich history of fighting, but long ago, he left, for his masters have died when he himself has not. This curse has been going on for over two million years and it will not end as he slowly settles down as his trained mind goes into peace mode once again. The sun finally rises as it always does and as always the warrior is gone from the cave doing his mourning run and kata drills.

[Guest]

hmmm, your phrasing is REALLY confusing, but your subject matter is catchy. Subject matter as in hinted plot and charactor development. This guy sounds interesting, and his past as well. A warrior that knows the future is doomed is something that I don't see many here doing. I really like what you've got. With a little tweaking to the punctuation and such, it might be great!

[Primitive Guyver]

Here guys this is the revision of the introduction and I also included a paragraph. Don't be scared till me what you think of it . I know ya'll aren't girlie men. Will write back soon I don't know if i should continue on or leave it like it is and start a fic never again .

The Life of a Warrior

?The world is changing,? he thinks to himself as he looks out from the cave where the warrior is located in. That location is somewhere near or in Nevada. The cave this warrior that he is staying in is scorched with head laser blasts and vibrational slashes, ?soon I will need to find a new shelter?, he thinks to himself. He laughs aloud at himself for being passive in this exuberating little war between Chronos and ATCF. He thinks for a moment and concludes that this war will not have any winners so. Why he thinks, ?Why should I fight a war with no winners for I have seen the future in one of my many "glimpses" as you can call it?, he thinks. The creators, my masters of ancient history will swoop down and destroy the world. The world I call home in an instance without any guilt or compassion. I have seen much here in my few million years, yes, even when civilization was just beginning. This is my home as he clenches his fist into a tight ball as he screams with all the deadly passion that he feels for his ?masters?. No matter how many years he has meditated he will never forgive what they did to his wife Jelea. At once, he crouches down as he catches the scent of something in the air and like a warrior, he jumps up spins around and crouches back down in a form long ago forgotten except by one, and his is that one. The Ultimate Warrior as he was once called in China?s rich history of fighting, but long ago he left, for his sensei?s who had thought him their arts have died. Died long ago when he himself has not. This curse of his has been going on for over two million years and it will not end as he slowly settles down, as his trained mind goes into peace mode once again. The sun finally rises as it always does and as always the warrior is gone from the cave doing his mourning run and kata drills.

The morning dew is all over the grass that he is running on making it very damp and refreshing as he catches the scent of the freshly broken grass stalks. ?Ah the morning I will never get used to running in the morning?, he thinks repeatedly in his mind. As quickly as he thought that he changes from human to Guyver in a faster bio-morph rate then what has been ever witnessed by a mere mortal. He continues to run picking up speed where he left off of in his human form and quickly approaches his top speed on land, before he finally jumps up and accelerates in the air. As quickly as he jump up, the Guyver had already accelerated and reached 300 M.P.H. and was already preparing for his long flight over land to the Californian Coast. A flight that was not too long, however, when you are a loner like he was a hour always seems like a century. He quickly approaches a destination where life seems stripped of and as quickly as he spotted it, he was already touching down. He wonders to himself, ?What has happened is it really necessary to scalp the land like the Indians used to scalp the white men?. As soon as he said that, he starts to survey the land and understand what has happened. He makes a mental note of everything he sees there, and he begins to ready himself for the long journey over the Pacific Ocean. As he lifts off you can barely hear the audible word NO part from his lips, as he starts his journey to free China, the place where he once called home.

[Guest]

Yep, I like your artistic sense. Just needs a bit of proper comma usage. Please, do keap writing. You seem to have charactor description very well.