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Pixel Shift part 2
~ Chapter 1 ~
Welcome back sister o’ mine
“How much has this place changed since I've been gone?” Ashley asked, looking around at the old buildings, her eyes sparkled with memories. Many different people were walking around, humans, Demi-Humans, and Lithians. A nicely dressed man walked by; a lithian badger followed him carrying a bunch of bags in his hands, the metal slave collar Bareilly visible beneath the nice suit he wore.
“Wow, seems lithian enslavement has moved in since I've been gone.” Ashley noted, frowning, it was obviously not one of her favorite things.
“Yeah, but there's not much we can do about it, come on that ice cream cart is still there let's go get some.” He replied, changing the subject, before dragging her along.
They lived in a small town, the buildings old; Zora often got the sense that he lived in a real-life fairytale village. It was a small town, but its people were always changing; for this reason, Zora didn't care to take names. He didn't know his neighbors, the only people he cared to remember we're the ones he expected to stick around like shop owners or guild masters. Other than that, life was quiet here, a daily life of killing monsters for small profits.
Zora had started off leading Ashley but soon was the one being led; she skidded to a stop in front of the ice cream cart.
“Good morning, what'll you have?” The server asked; he was a middle-aged man with gentle eyes and a bright smile.
“Strawberry, please!” Ashley exclaimed with excitement, a broad smile plastered on her face. Zora watched with amusement as she snatched the cone and thanked him hastily; he knew that her favorite thing in the whole world was ice cream.
Zora paid the Man, thanking him kindly before taking Ashley’s hand and starting off down the street.
“Come on; we should head home. I left your room untouched since you’ve been gone.” He paused after this sentence like there was more he wanted to say before retaking the lead as they walked down the streets, open Alleys stared at them like empty sockets of a skull. The road gradually became more crowded as they neared the Marketplace.
Suddenly Zora heard a sound, like a bag being thrown down some stairs. He glanced down an alley and saw a young brown-haired girl on the ground; she was dirty; her clothes were in the same condition. He turned to his sister, but she had disappeared.
He frowned, but as a man stepped from the shadows, he pressed that to the back of his mind. She was capable; Ashley would be fine. He saw a flash of metal and moved in close enough to hear the conversation.
“Hey, where's our money.” The Man asked, kicking the kid across the alley, she hit the wall with a thud.
“I t-told y-you, I'll get it to you tomorrow.” The kid stuttered, defiantly through the pain.
“Shut up,” the man kicked her again, “you don't get to decide when you pay!” the kid groaned in pain, holding her stomach where the man had kicked her. Zora had seen enough and took a step forward.
“What’s going on here?”...
Welcome back sister o’ mine
“How much has this place changed since I've been gone?” Ashley asked, looking around at the old buildings, her eyes sparkled with memories. Many different people were walking around, humans, Demi-Humans, and Lithians. A nicely dressed man walked by; a lithian badger followed him carrying a bunch of bags in his hands, the metal slave collar Bareilly visible beneath the nice suit he wore.
“Wow, seems lithian enslavement has moved in since I've been gone.” Ashley noted, frowning, it was obviously not one of her favorite things.
“Yeah, but there's not much we can do about it, come on that ice cream cart is still there let's go get some.” He replied, changing the subject, before dragging her along.
They lived in a small town, the buildings old; Zora often got the sense that he lived in a real-life fairytale village. It was a small town, but its people were always changing; for this reason, Zora didn't care to take names. He didn't know his neighbors, the only people he cared to remember we're the ones he expected to stick around like shop owners or guild masters. Other than that, life was quiet here, a daily life of killing monsters for small profits.
Zora had started off leading Ashley but soon was the one being led; she skidded to a stop in front of the ice cream cart.
“Good morning, what'll you have?” The server asked; he was a middle-aged man with gentle eyes and a bright smile.
“Strawberry, please!” Ashley exclaimed with excitement, a broad smile plastered on her face. Zora watched with amusement as she snatched the cone and thanked him hastily; he knew that her favorite thing in the whole world was ice cream.
Zora paid the Man, thanking him kindly before taking Ashley’s hand and starting off down the street.
“Come on; we should head home. I left your room untouched since you’ve been gone.” He paused after this sentence like there was more he wanted to say before retaking the lead as they walked down the streets, open Alleys stared at them like empty sockets of a skull. The road gradually became more crowded as they neared the Marketplace.
Suddenly Zora heard a sound, like a bag being thrown down some stairs. He glanced down an alley and saw a young brown-haired girl on the ground; she was dirty; her clothes were in the same condition. He turned to his sister, but she had disappeared.
He frowned, but as a man stepped from the shadows, he pressed that to the back of his mind. She was capable; Ashley would be fine. He saw a flash of metal and moved in close enough to hear the conversation.
“Hey, where's our money.” The Man asked, kicking the kid across the alley, she hit the wall with a thud.
“I t-told y-you, I'll get it to you tomorrow.” The kid stuttered, defiantly through the pain.
“Shut up,” the man kicked her again, “you don't get to decide when you pay!” the kid groaned in pain, holding her stomach where the man had kicked her. Zora had seen enough and took a step forward.
“What’s going on here?”...
