Raku
09-01-2005, 04:42 AM
hey, i am working on a short story for school, so i thought i would sort of dedicate it to Tatsumaki =P Anyway, here is the first two paragraphs, so please tell me what you think.
(lots of feedback please, tell me if it needs more suspense/less suspence, if it makes you want to read more even though its 2 paragraphs long etc.)
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It has been several years since Raku received his last job. There was too much death in his life, too much sadness. Well, not anymore. It was time to start buisness again, time to shed blood once more.
"Yes, sir, it shall be done." Raku glanced at his employer, trying not to grin, "He shall fall by the end of tommorow - you have my word". There was almost no light in this room, because of the one, small window, which, fortunately, was covered up by rotten planks of wood. Raku started to walk out the door but was interupted by a short, sudden mumble. "Many people have given me their word, sir, but i assure you, none have kept it, so please, do not give me your word."
Raku turned around and through back the sack of gold, disgusted. "If you do not believe me, keep the gold." Raku smirked an uneasy smirk. "Untill you have his head in your hands, that is." The man laughed, which caused Raku's eyebrow to twitch. "I assure you now, sir, that I am the best. No assasin or band of mercenaries have taken me on and lived to tell the tale, and those that have die shortly after". His employer froze, as he did not know who he had just hired, he did not know what he had just caused his mortal enemy, that is, untill now. "What have I done?" the man exclaimed, "What have I done?".
(lots of feedback please, tell me if it needs more suspense/less suspence, if it makes you want to read more even though its 2 paragraphs long etc.)
+++ EDITED +++
It has been several years since Raku received his last job. There was too much death in his life, too much sadness. Well, not anymore. It was time to start buisness again, time to shed blood once more.
"Yes, sir, it shall be done." Raku glanced at his employer, trying not to grin, "He shall fall by the end of tommorow - you have my word". There was almost no light in this room, because of the one, small window, which, fortunately, was covered up by rotten planks of wood. Raku started to walk out the door but was interupted by a short, sudden mumble. "Many people have given me their word, sir, but i assure you, none have kept it, so please, do not give me your word."
Raku turned around and through back the sack of gold, disgusted. "If you do not believe me, keep the gold." Raku smirked an uneasy smirk. "Untill you have his head in your hands, that is." The man laughed, which caused Raku's eyebrow to twitch. "I assure you now, sir, that I am the best. No assasin or band of mercenaries have taken me on and lived to tell the tale, and those that have die shortly after". His employer froze, as he did not know who he had just hired, he did not know what he had just caused his mortal enemy, that is, untill now. "What have I done?" the man exclaimed, "What have I done?".