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Wednesday, July 16, 2014

                                                             The Piano
                                                                   ~Part 8


      "Hey!Where'd he go?" Tom exclaimed. He moved closer, noticing that there was no sign of the fox or the rope.
      "I wouldn't go near that if I were you," Zaro warned., advancing a little.
      "Why?" Tom asked, curious, as he knelt down in front of the piano leg.
      "Don't touch that!" Zaro exclaimed, as Tom reached a hand out towards the piano leg. As soon as he touched it, Tom felt a strong tugging. He fell forward but never hit the floor. He shot forward, bright light streaming by. A few minutes later, he fell onto tall grass. He stood up slowly, rubbing his eyes. Tom opened his eyes and looked around. His back was to a immense lake, but tall grass was all he could see for miles in all other directions. On the other side of the lake was a forest. Tom looked around and then, seeing that there was nowhere else to go, started around the lake toward the forest. After ten minutes of  walking in tall, scratchy grass under a blazing sun, Tom was grateful for the cool shade of the forest. He rested for a few minutes under a tree near the beginning of the forest, debating whether to go on or not. Suddenly, Tom stiffened. Then it came again: a rustling in the thick bushes. Tom realized the danger of the situation. He didn't know where he was, in a strange forest, not knowing what kind of animals lived there.He slowly started inching toward the lake. Three black foxes leaped out of the bushes, snarling warningly as they advanced on Tom. Tom kept backing up until he put his left foot back and heard a splash. He swung his head around, panicking. The foxes circled around one in each direction. Tom gulped, frantically searching for an escape. He was trapped at the edge of the the lake by the three growling foxes with no escape.  

Monday, April 7, 2014

                                                            The Piano
                                                                ~Part 7



      "Zaro! Look out!" Tom called out, as Slerge lunged for Zaro, unleashing a battleaxe from a holder on his back. Zaro dodged and rolled to one side. Slerge attacked Zaro time after time, each time Zaro dodged them just barely. Tom did his best to stay out of the way. Frantically, he looked for a weapon to help Zaro. He spotted the guitar leaning against the piano. He grabbed it and swung it at Slerge, whacking him in the back. Slerge flew across the room and slammed into the wall, sliding to the ground with a sickening crunch. Zaro looked from the still form of Slerge and then to Tom. He nodded gratefully and quickly ran to his fallen foe.
      "Do you have any rope?" Zaro asked Tom.
      "Rope? Oh, uh, yeah," Tom answered, a little surprised by his action. He ran to get the rope from his closet. Running back, he announced,
      "Here's the rope." Tom tossed the rope to Zaro. In a matter of seconds, Slerge was bound to a piano leg.
      "Now. Let's go find that portal." Zaro stood up, dusting off his paws.
      "Wait...what? Where just going to leave him here? Aren't we going to send him back to his world?" Tom asked, confused.
      "Of course we're going to leave him here. We can't take him with us and we can't send him back to his world. You forget, his world is mine too. If we send him back, he'd just cause more trouble for us. Now, come on," Zaro replied, heading towards the door.
      "But, Zaro! We can't just leave him here. What if my mom finds him. Then she'd---" Tom was caught off as he ran towards Zaro.
      "Ughhh." Tom turned back to see Slerge slowly gain consciousness. He inspected his surroundings and then began franctically trying to escape.
      "You can't leave me here, Zaro. I'll escape and find---" As Slerge tried to escape, he turned and suddenly disappeared.

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

                                                              The Piano
                                                                  ~Part 6


      "As I was saying, before I was so rudely and heartlessly interrupted, my arch nemesis returned. If you remember, earlier in the story I said that I was blamed by a fox. His name is Slerge. He returned with five other foxes to annihilate me. They chased to a enormous lake. I tried to hide in some bushes but he found me. He tried to get me to come out, but his mistake was saying that it was my fault and that he was right. I kept backing up until I suddenly felt myself fly backwards. I shot backwards, realising that it must have been a portal because I never could have have fallen that far across the lake. Then I met you and its now," Zaro finished.
      "Wow. That's... incredible. So what do we do now? Are you going back?" Tom asked.
      "I can't go back that way. They're probably waiting for me there. If I want to go back, I'll have to find another way. But I'm not sure there is another," Zaro replied.
      "Then let's go find out!" Tom exclaimed, jumping up excitedly. He ran to the door and then turned to see if Zaro had followed him. Tom had just turned the doorknob when a voice caused him to jump and turn in surprise.
      "Running again, Zaro? I thought you were braver than that." Tom turned to see another black fox.
      "Slerge! What are you doing here?" Zaro spat out the name.
      "Slerge? Your nemesis?" Tom asked Zaro, wonderingly.
      "Yes, his nemesis. I bet he already told you how I blamed him wrongly. But, I won't argue right now. Right now I have other work to do," Slerge replied, advancing, menacingly.  


Monday, November 18, 2013

                                                                            The Piano
                                                                                 ~Part 5



      "Oooooooh! A nemesis?! How much cooler can this GET?!" Tom exclaimed, excitedly." So what happened next?"
      "Do you have NO pity?" the fox glared at Tom. "I get thrown out by my own family, am almost starved to death, my nemesis returns to ultimately kill me and...and all you can say is 'Oh yay! This poor fox is going to die! Whoopee!' Do you even have a heart?!" the fox shouted.
      "But I thought you said that you were strong enough to endure it? Were you lying?" Tom asked suspiciously.
      "I was. But I was thrown out of my home to starve. When most people learn about that they have pity. But obviously you don't! And for that I won't tell you the rest of the story." The fox turned his back on Tom.
      "Please!!!"
      "No!"
      "Zaro, please!"
      "Only if you say you're sorry and that I was right all along.
      "Whatever." And with that, the black fox began to speak again.

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

                                                                        The Piano
                                                                              ~Part 4



      "What do you mean, outcast?" Tom repeated. The fox sighed again.
      "It's a long story, but if you have the time, I'll tell you," The black fox looked unsure. Tom nodded. The fox cleared his throat, took a deep breath, and, in his raspy voice, began.
      "My name is Zaro. I used to live in a large fox colony-"
      "Where?" Tom interrupted excitedly.
      "In a magical land," the fox answered. Tom shrugged, rolled his eyes, and shook his head.
      "Like I said, I lived in a fox colony. I was the leader's son. One day, one fox, who had always envied and hated me, pinned the blame of some crime he did on me when I didn't do it! Then everyone hated me and they threw me out of the colony to starve-"
      "So that's when you became an outcast?!" Tom interrupted again.The fox sighed, annoyed.
      "Yes! Now please! Let me finish!"
      "Oh, proceed..."
     "Thank you! As I was saying before you so rudely interrupted me,"(The fox looked meaningfully at Tom)" they threw me out. In the forest, I endured many hardships. Of course, I was strong enough! But one hardship drove me out. The return of my arch nemesis!" 

Saturday, October 5, 2013

                                                                                The Piano
                                                                                    ~Part 3 


       Tom's mom pulled into the driveway and rushed into the house. "Tom! Tom! Where are you?!' she called, frantically searching her house.The house was strangely silent. Even the pets seemed missing, that is, until she found the cat, hunched in a corner of the couch, its fur sticking straight up. Tom's mom reached out to pet the cat, but it arched its back and hissed angrily at her, causing her to retreat. Tom's mom slumped into a chair, trying to figure out where her son was. A howl filled the air, filling the mom with fear.
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      Tom cringed and inched slowly away from the creature. It just curled up and let out a mournful cry. Tom stared at the fox.
      "Who are you?" he whispered. The fox looked up and let a sorrowful sigh. Then, it spoke.
      "That's what they all ask. Who am I? That's simple. I'm a black fox, an outcast," the fox replied in a raspy voice. Tom couldn't help it as a feeling of curiosity arose in him. Tom said one word which summed up all his questions.
      "Why?"

Friday, July 19, 2013

                                                             The Piano
                                                                  ~Part 2


      Tom groggily sat up, wincing as pain shot through his head. He slowly stood up but almost immediately fell down again as his legs crumpled beneath him. After a few more attempts, he was able walk a little ways while holding onto the wall. Tom looked around so see what had knocked him over. Then he noticed a small black lump a few feet away. Tom didn't exactly want to know what this creature was but curiosity finally convinced him to go investigate the lump. He was  slowly making his way over to it, when the lump began to unfold. Tom backed away as the creature sat up. It was a black fox. Tom relaxed but then fully realized that a black fox had gotten into his living room. Tom ran to the phone and dialed his mom's cellphone number.
      "Hello?" his mom asked.
      "Hi, Mom, this is Tom.Uh, Mom? I know this will sound super strange, but somehow, a black f--".
      "What? A black what?" his mom answered, confused.
      No answer.
      "Hello? Tom? Are you still there?"
      Still no answer. Tom's mom quickly hung up and raced to the front of the store, out the door, into her car, and speedily drove home, completely forgetting her purse.
      A old man hobbled over to her abandoned cart and stealthily rummaged through her purse, but disappointingly found nothing, because in her hurry to leave her house to get her shopping done, Tom's mom had forgotten to bring any money.