Graalians - Graal classic ongoing fiction

Chapter one

"GraalOnline Classic" read the weathered oldsign.

It's wood caked with dirt, dust, and an assortment of dings,dents,and scratches.

The young boy walked further down the dirt and cobblestone path. He had a mop of messy unkempt hair, and a muddy robe that looked as if it could have been once been the white of the worlds finest silks.
His sleeves were a deep shade of dark blue as they had been soiled by the saltwater he had swam through. Away from the baddies of course.
He also had lether boots that were a mahogany brown on the bottom that gradually faded to a cherry red on the top.

He had nothing other then his clothes and a flint knife he had made too long ago to remember. He heard a loud pop then felt a dulling pain in his lower back. And muffled voices. His vision faded away and he blacked out

Chapter two

The voices in the distance belonged a hunter.
Who ever it was must have thought he was a baddy of some sort.
The hunter edged closer to the unconcious boy. She then leaned in and felt him for a pulse. He still had one so he would be fine.
She felt his cheek in the palm of her hand. It was softer than a Graalbabie's bottom.

The hunter picked up the boy and carried him down to a nearby cafe. And explained what had happened to the shop owner.
He had decided to shelter the boy for now so he would be safe.

Chapter three

The boy awoke to a repetitive song ringing in his ears. The type of song you could hear once in your life and remember for the rest. He hadn't remembered anything before that and was in a daze at first.
"Oh you've regained consciousness" said the shopkeeper.
The boy cocked his head to the side in confusion
"Where am I and who are you"he asked.
"This is my cafe and I'm the owner"The shopkeeper replied with a grin growing on his face.
"What's your name kid" He asked.
"I dunno" the boy replied.
The shopkeeper's face was blank as a cow.
He walked into his back room and grabbed a small bundle.
When he returned he displayed the things he held on a table.
Clean clothes,a sword, and a shield.

Then he sent the boy to the back room with the clothes and a bucket to wash up and get changed.

The boy had returned with a bright smile and a scent of green apples. He was adorable. Damn adorable.
The shop keeper had sent him off with a map and a backpack to keep his items in.
"Go talk to the captain and he will take you to the mainland.

Chapter four

He had been sailing on the ship for almost an hour now. The cool wind sent a breeze through his matted mop of hair. It was refreshing. And the deep blue waves of fresh water danced before him.
The waves had contined their dance but the ship had come to a stop. He thanked the captain and was about to hop off the ship when the captain called out.
"If you need a haircut head over to Taylor Richards! It's right under Graal city!"
Thanks Captain Reece!" He said excitedly as he climbed off the ship.
He then made he way up keeping his eye out for signs.
He eventually found Taylor Richards and walked in.
"WOAH your hair is a mess you need some help?" Said a loud man who seemed like he might be the type of person who was unintentionally really obnoxious.
"Are you Taylor Richard?"asked the boy.
"Yep!"he replied loudly.
"Have a seat and ill give you a stylish hair do!the ladies will be will be breaking down your door begging for for your kik name!!" He said loudly;not realizing the boy had only been roughly 6 years old .
He then began to cut off chunks of his hair and the boy eventually had a messy Mohawk.
Taylor washed his hair and combed it.
Then styled it neatly adding gel when needed.
He was one goodlooking 6 year old.
"Done" said Taylor as he spun around the chair.
The boy saw his reflection and almost didn't recognize himself. He leaned closer and touched the mirror to be sure. Then smiled proudly and thanked the man. The boy left the shop and headed for Graal city.

Chapter five

The boy was walking around the overcrowded city. People were screaming obscenities and suggestively themed phrases over each other.
"HEY BIG BOYS YOU LIKE DIRTY RILEPLAY??!?" Yelled a blond woman with tacky cheeta ears and a raggedy dress.she held an empty mug of what was once ale, and waved it around when she yelled.
The young boy creeped away obviously scared and disturbed by such a scene. While he walked off a filthy looking man with cheaply died black and red hair walked up to her and they walked off arm and arm up the path. They were talking about someplace called an inn in MoD Town.

He didn't follow them but instead wandered into a place hidden in the trees with loud babies teens children his own age and pre-teens. All wanting to be adwopted.
He tried to join a group of them waiting to be adopted but he was immediately rejected.
"NO NOOBS ALLOWED ONLY BWABIES HWERE STWOOPID!!!" One of them sneered.
He walked away awkwardly hot and embarrassed. His eyes were tearing up as he sat down in a lonely corner.
He sat in that corner and cried his damned eyes out.
"Why so glum sugarplum?"asked a female voice.
"Nobody likes me!" He cried out.
"What it I like you?"she asked.
"You really do?" He sniffed.
"Yup" She said with a friendly smile
Her hair was peanut butter brown and pulled into a curly ponytail with bangs in the front.
Her eyes were a clear silver and she had soft walnut brown skin.
"You can call me Shadowfox ^_^" She said.
"I don't have a name...." He said trying to avoid her gaze.
"What about gumdrop :3" She suggested.
"Sure :)" he agreed.
"You seem to be missing something"she said, digging into her own backpack.
She pulled out a little sailor hat.
"I got this from Yorktown :3" She told him and then handed it to him.
"Try it on" She added.
He then put on the hat and looked at her c:
"YOUR SO ADORABLE!!!!" She squealed with excitement.
"Let's go ill show you my place :)" she invited holding out her hand.
"Thanks shadow :D" He said.

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