The Gramphone 9 ~~END~~

The next day came quicker to Shirai than Captain. Captain had to find a place to live, and he had to fit in with the other merchants. He was planning to run a tea house for the rest of his life. But he had to find a place to have his tea house. He had asked the nearby AWAKE people if a area was free for a shop. The people had said there was a large flat that was stacked with bricks for only a little bit of money. It was said to be near the Mysterian capital which was only 4 blocks away. Captain had ran with his inhuman speed to find the brick shop.
Eventually, before midnight, he found it. He looked at it, he inspected every corner of it. He ran- no he flew to the manor of the governor. He had morphed back, and knocked on the door.
As every noble/important family would have, a butler would open the door. And the governor was no different.
“State your business.” The butler had said with a calm tone.
“Buying an area near the shopping square.”
“This way.”
Captain had followed the butler to the governor, and the governor and he talked about the area. The governor let him immediately and he had bought it for free. Then he left. He stayed in the open, the streets. Just for the night.

It was morning, and Captain found himself covered in water. It must’ve been raining throughout the night. Captain stood up, and jumped around getting the rain off his cloak. After that, he ran to the palace to inform Shirai.
“Eh! Prince Shirai! I now live in that brick tea house, and I will run a tea house there. You can visit if you want to. Can I take some of the chairs and tables from the basement?” Captain asked once he saw Shirai, and boy was he out of breath!
Shirai didn’t hesitate to let Captain the needed material.
“Fredsin! Take them into the old tea house!”

Captain patted his hands onto his dirty princely pants. Everything was perfect. The tea house had employees, and the employer working with them. He needed to know how to live like a normal status citizen. Fredsin the butler that now served Shirai helped tremendously. They lifted the tables and chairs and organized them in the large open space. It looked grand. Too grand for the little town. But the tea house spread over. It was expanded. The old brick space stayed, but there was marble halls and rooms for arranged and private tea rooms. There was a bar that was always reserved for His Majesty, the Most High of Grand West, Shirai.
Captain looked around. It was a working day, but no one had shown up except for 3 people. People had just begun to pile into the tea house but there was nobody to serve them. Yet. Captain called one of the three, and told him to call the others as fast as he could. The man nodded and shot off. There was only two of them, and Captain. He looked at them and they formed a plan. And them they took off to the assigned tables and rooms.

The man came back all battered up and beat up. Captain rushed over to him, and immediately asked what had happened. He groaned out the story. The other workers were mad that he had called them up early for no reason, so they beat him up. He tried to explain His Majesty was coming for tea. But then the beat him off. Captain rubbed his face, and then he told the man to clean up and try to serve the people. Captain then dashed to the houses calling the employees to get to the tea house immediately, and yelling why were they slacking off. They jumped up and changed immediately, and dashed after the former Majesty, asking for forgiveness. But he was too fast. He had run off with his inhuman speed. When they arrived, the Majesty had arrived and was waiting in bar for service.

Captain entered the bar. Shirai smiled when he saw Captain.
“Hello. I’m sorry I’m late. My employees were slacking off not knowing today was a work day. Anyways, what do want today? Plestik Shakc?”
“Sure.” Shirai grinned boyishly. Captain stood up and walked through the open doorway.
Aloud whirring sound was heard from the doorway. Captain was making a cold tea shake. Shirai looked at Fredsin. Fredsin nodded, and walked through the open doorway which was originally intended for employees only.
“M’lord? When is His Majesty going to have you arrive tonight?” Fredsin asked quietly from the doorway. Captain swung his head around, his hair flying around and whipping his face.
“Fredsin! I believe you can read. This is employees only area. And the time I arrive will be… I think around 8:45 q.z.” Captain shooed him out.

“Shirai. Your Plestik Shakc is all ready! Hold on for a second!” Captain yelled out, and miraculously, he came out one second later holding a blue Plestik Shakc. Shirai looked at him uncertainly.
“Ehm… Captain, what are we doing today for the lesson tonight?” Shirai asked, feeling small all of a sudden. He didn’t know why but he felt like he was the small abandoned child he was when he went to school.
Captain looked up towards the ceiling and thought for a second.
“We’ll be reviewing the attack side, and we’ll look over the recent territory test you took. If we have time, we’ll practice your swordsmanship. Does that sound good to you?” Captain searched Shirai’s face for agreement.
Shirai nodded slowly not knowing what to say. He didn’t know why Captain was being so nice to him.
“Hey. You’re not much for words today. Somethin’ wrong?” Captain asked with a bit of slang. He’d picked it up from some of the foreign merchants or clients recently to fit in a bit more.
Shirai looked up at him, and cowered a bit. “Uh-uhm, ah, no…” He stuttered out.
He looked away. Well, yes, there was something. There were lords and earls going to his house daily with their daughters for his hand, only to be rejected. One lady and her daughter went as far as complimenting his bottom and pinching it. It was a act of a woman, he shouldn’t of minded it, but he did. He slapped her hand away harshly, then a second later he apologized. But she burst into tears. Fredsin had cleared things up, and the lady and her daughter began to come to his palace daily again. He rubbed his temple and sighed in annoyance from just thinking about it. Captain didn’t question him about the sigh, but he took it as it was from the jobs and papers for the prince/king.

It was 9:00 q.z. already and Captain had not arrived yet. Shirai had Fredsin call his tea house, but only the manager for the tea house answered the device. Shirai sighed once again. He got up; he had decided that he go out and look for him. He put on a warm fur and leather jacket. He then slipped on a pair of red boots quite similar to the cat’s boots. He ran out, his hair swishing out behind him. He ran with normal speed, looking side to side. Then he sped up, people one meter behind him would be grazed in the face by his hair. His hair all of a sudden turned a bright colour. Lime green. It started at the tips of his hair. Captain’s hair was tipped neon pink, and some of his hair was dirty blonde. Shirai, in this case had the tips of his hair lime green and some or the rest was the same chestnut brown, streaked with lime green. It was same to all royals. Colours of their eyes, hair, and skin were all slightly different. He still ran. Finally, he sensed Captain. He ran towards where he thought Captain was. There running, was Captain dying his hair purple and he was running fast towards Shirai. Captain wasn’t looking, and then he crashed into Shirai.
The impact was big since they were both speeding. The fell back onto the ground with a loud thump.

“What are you doing?”
“What do you mean? I’m getting my hair done because I have a party to attend after the lesson, but after the lesson I would not have any time. So I was trying to hurry getting over, and do you know that your hair is turning lime green?”
“WHAT?! My hair is green?”
“Don’t waste time! We need to get over to get our lesson over with!”

They scrambled up and ran with their inhuman speed towards the palace. They arrived in no time. Obviously. The two went in, and was greeted by his butler maids, and a cook.

“Welcome back, m’lord!”

Shirai greets back with a nod. Captain smiles politely, but they both don’t notice that Captain’s eyes are shining brightly. Shirai led Captain up into Shirai’s study.
“We shall begin today’s lesson with…”

2 years later…
“Shirai! Hey! What’s going on with you and Cryssie? And, I forgot, where’s the wedding? I’m rather forgetful. So, where?”
“Hello, Captain! Eh? Um, it takes place at Glyde Park, and the cathedral beside it. I reserved it. Oh, and by the way, Cryssie is here today. We’ll have dinner around here. See if you can find us. We’re going to have tea today. Care to join us?”
“Ah. Umm, sorry, but I can’t. Gotta work.”
“Oh, right. Thanks, and sorry for all the trouble.”
“Umm, it’s okay. Uh, looks like we need more to serve. I should get going.”

Shirai sighed. Like Captain, he propped his head up with his hand. All this paperwork. He just wanted to stack it up, wrap it up and throw it into the fireplace. Argh. He was ready to rip his hair out. But he loved his hair so he didn’t. Shirai sat up and leaned onto the back of his unique chair. It was a normal turning chair. It could turn into a kart. It could turn into a table, it could turn into wheel chair. It could even turn into a sword. A huge sword, the blade was metal, and it was decorated with blue swirls on the blade. The handle was bronze, decorated with gold thread. It was legendary, of course, because it was made by a mysterious prince.
Shirai stood up and paced the room. His wedding was tomorrow. He didn’t know which personality to put up. Captain had the little student personality. Cryssie had the protective personality. To his subjects it was the brave hero personality. To his pawns, he put the big boss personality. Shirai didn’t know which face to put up. He was nervous.

That night after his dinner, he sat on his chair back facing the door. He was looking outside the open window. It was coldish, but with a warm breeze. His hair was blowing slightly. He was thinking, still, about which personality he should put. All of a sudden he thought of something. ‘Hey! I should make a totally different face this time. Like a happy and glad face. Yeah, that’s it! I should do that!’  Shirai practiced it a couple of times, and then he got up and went to bed.

It was the wedding night. Shirai was fiddling with the long sleeves on the traditional groom’s outfit. The sleeves resembled the sleeves on a kimono, but longer and thin. It was long like a kimono too. The bride’s outfit looked like the groom’s, but it had a train that was one meter long trailing behind the bride. Well, the groom’s bottom part of the attire was skimming the ground. He had to go. It was time for the party to begin.

The wedding night was the last time Shirai saw Captain. He didn’t know what happened, but they never met again. They had arranged a date, but he never arrived. No one ever saw him again, and the manager for his tea house continued the job for him. No one knew a thing.

Somewhere faraway…
Captain sat down on a rock. He knew he had to run away. He knew he would turn monstrous. It was frightening. A normal royal, turning into a bloodthirsty, vermin. Well, he couldn’t call himself vermin. He’d just have to feed on animal blood. Not humans. Captain ran a hand through his now too long hair. He sighed. People might’ve thought it was his hobby since he sighed a lot. He didn’t care anymore. Just the scent of blood… Made him drool. He shook his head. This can’t be happening! A nearby deer trotted by. Captain’s head snapped up, and his eyes turned silver and it was shining brightly, what made him more frightening was the way he was baring his newly grown fangs. He ran with his inhuman speed and circled his prey. The deer looked around with no emotion when it heard a rustle of leaves. When it found nothing, it snorted and went back to munching on whatever was munching on. Captain smirked in the shadow. Then he dashed at the deer and sank his fangs into the poor animal. The animal made out a strangled groan and then it fell back, dead. Captain licked his fangs, and swallowed the remains of blood.
‘That should last me for a little while.’

Deer Found Dead Deep In Forest: Unknown Teeth Marks

Hiker Grifod was hiking in the forest, hoping to find a rare flower, when he found a dead deer lying near a bush. He searched it’s body for a wound, and there was a mark, a mark like a snake’s fangs; two holes. It resembled a Vatyre, but they were extinct for nearly a century. If you know something about it please contact us…

Slap! Captain slapped the newspaper down on the table in rage. Not at the Humans, but at himself. He’d caused worry in his own kingdom because of his race, and what he eats. If he lets people know he’s a Vatyre, they would put him with other animals to let Humans see and study. He snapped, and a black shadow emerged from the curtains. It was a rare creature, and it only listened to Vatyres. It was a Demyre. Captain named the Demyre, Vinph.

“Vinph, get me lamb blood soup before it clots.”

That night…
Vinph looked around in case it’s ‘master’ was around. When Vinph confirmed that Captain wasn’t around, Vunph unfurled it’s plan. The plan to make sure Demyres do not work under Vatyres. Vinph ran out to the cave it’s clan was living in. It smiled. This is going to work.

Later that night…
Captain didn’t want to bother his kingdom, so this time he wanted to rid himself from this cruel world. He didn’t see what he should be here for. It was all going to end anyways. Vatyres only live for 1-3 years. It didn’t matter. ‘I don’t fit in this world anymore. I should make our specie REALLY extinct to fulfill the world’s beliefs. I don’t want to be different. I don’t want to pop out. I should go. Vatyres aren’t exactly immortal.’
Snap! Vinph appeared from the curtains.
“Vinph. You don’t want to work anymore do you?”
“Ne. See, don wah desy. Gah?” [no. yeah, I really don’t want to. why?]
“I see. Do you want me here at all?”
“Daw’rew fatew tre don.” [Doesn’t matter to me.]
“Hmm. Do you hate me?”
“… Watsi. Cratsu. Waka, hetelsaa.” […What. You’re crazy. Well, sometimes.]
“Tell me for most of the time, do you?”
“Falll…Dusa. Gra to hiti don?” [Ummm, yes. Are you going to kill me?]
“Heh. Heheheheh. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Okay, one more question. Can you rid me of this world?”
“Fallll… Watsi?! Daw tsu des don to?” [Ummm…What?! Do you want me to?]
“*Sigh* Yes.”
“Hito… Duga.” [Then… okay.]
“Go ahead, choose how to kill your prey.”
Vinph rubbed his hands. A Demyres appearance is like a human, but with porcelain white skin and magenta eyes, and they always wear a black cloak. Vinph’s skin cells began to fall from his rubbing of hands, and they formed a sword. It was a one time use sword. And it was powerful. Captain lay still on the cold marble floor of his grand hideout. He closed his eyes, silently happy, because he was going to join his loved one.

“Tsutsudasaka.” [Farewell.]

The wind was blowing hard onto Shirai’s face when he felt a pang of a friend dieing. He knew, that somewhere far far far away. Captain was lying and was dead. Captain couldn’t have survived alone for so long. He somehow knew it was Captain. An knocking on his door awakened him from his thoughts. He turned his chair to face the door.
“Who is it?”
“Iche don. Vinph,” [It’s me. Vinph.]
“Come in.”
Vinph came into Shirai’s room holding a lifeless Captain.
“What happened?”
“He asked me to kill him.” Vinph said harshly in Shirai’s language. When he spoke, it felt magical.
“So you killed him.”
“Yes. I did. Your stupid butler wouldn’t let me in because I was holding a dead Captain.”
“I’m sorry. What did he turn into?”
“A Vatyre.”
“Yes. He summoned me. I was going to turn against him today. But there is no need anymore. So I brought him to you after his final wish.”
“Thank you. I shall prepare a funeral for him. You will be invited. Please speak like this in case people ask you questions.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”

3 months later…
“We now mourn for Captain Stoloriantsu, former Prince of Mysterians. He died of Dehydration, infection from animal attack, and lack of food while getting lost in the woods. He was a loyal friend to our Majesty, and was a wonderful ruler. We pray…”


Word Count: 3008 Counting the THE END.
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December always seems so depressing. Maybe because December is the time of snow and it’s darker longer, so it’s more dangerous, and people die from accidents. Like car accidents. There has been two car crashes with people dieing already. I’m scared. Oh yeah, I think I have to go so, have a safe and Merry Christmas!

The Gramophone 8

“Are you awake, Your Majesty?” A voice called out to awaken Captain.
Captain shifted and turned his head, but the world was spinning wildly to him. He flopped back down.
He held his forehead up, and smiled ahead at the person he wasn’t sure if the person was a man or a woman.
“Your Majesty, please, do lay down. It was frightening just to see you lying there with a sword in your shoulder. Rest.” Oh. A man’s voice. Captain’s eyesight cleared up, and the voice belonged to a man with unbelievably long hair that was in a pony tail, and it reached the man’s thighs. But then, Captain’s hair wasn’t short either. His neon pink hair reached the middle of his torso.
Captain looked at his stinging left shoulder and grip tightly onto it and winced, as if trying to tame fire. His shoulder was bandaged up to stop the bleeding and medicine was added to heal it faster.
The man stood up from his chair and said, “Your Majesty, I’m sorry, I have forgotten to introduce myself. My name is Shirai. Shirai Lae at your service.” He got down on one knee and bowed.
Captain smiled from where he lied, and told him to get up immediately.
“Your Majesty, you might want to rest for a little longer. Supper will come after some time so, you might be bored. Umm… Oh, well, unless you’re into novels by Nojeol Joannee.” Shirai said while scratching the back of his head.
Captain sat up hearing his tutor’s name. “Nojeol has books he writes? Ah! Joannee is- excuse me, was my tutor. I’d gladly read them. I’m sorry for having to trouble you so much.”
“No worries. I’ll grab them. Hold on for a second.” Shirai jumped up and ran towards a tall bookshelf. He looked through each row and when it wasn’t there, he flipped a book over and it was the volume of Nojoel Joannee Series. He blew the dust off the the cover and smiled. He walked back and showed the book to Captain and explained the genre of the book, “He writes splendid mystery and tragedy romance novels. This is the series of a tragedy romance novel. Enjoy! I need to cook now. I’ll tell you when I’m done. ”
Captain sat back and began to read.

Shirai had just set the table and had put the dishes on the table when he remembered to call Captain up for supper.
“Your Majesty, it’s time for supper. Your Majesty? Are you awake?”
Shirai walked over to Captain and saw him sleeping there with the book open in his lap. Shirai shook his arm lightly and whispered, “Your Majesty? It’s supper time!”
Five tries later…
Captain shifted around and got up and found his bag of clothing, and changed his clothing to a black and gray suit and cloak in the washroom, and got back out, found his blood-covered sword. He cleaned it, swung it in the air, then unsheathed it. He sat down at the table and ate the supper half-heartily. All of a sudden, Captain stopped eating and slumped back down, and blinked.
“Your Majesty? Are you alright?” Shirai asked quietly.
Captain whipped his head around. He looked at Shirai with unnaturally bright silvery-white eyes.
“Hisss…. I’m fine. I need to get out for a bit. Unless… you want to join me for a long run.” Captain said, and he gave Shirai a creepy charming-ish smile. The smile showed his white teeth, well, it wasn’t white. His teeth was pure silver. Captain returned to his normal stoic expression, but the silver eyes were still there.
Captain stood up, he put on his cloak, slipped on his black silk boots, opened the door, and dashed out towards the snow. Shirai closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes and watched Captain run, his cloak flying with his hair wildly around him.

Shirai went to the washroom and looked at the mirror. His eyes were metallic purple. His eyes were bright like Captain’s eyes. Shirai made a connection to one of the novels Nojoel wrote. The tragical romance series. When the girl’s lover died, his eyes were glowing with a metallic colour. Shirai looked at the window in horror. Am I going to die? What? Noo!

Captain ran through the thick snow. The book… He saw the bright shining light from Shirai’s eyes. The book said, if a person has glowing and shining eyes, it means they will die soon. But it doesn’t mean it’s true. Found his horse miraculously, and the horse remembered him. He got onto the horse and rode it towards his winter palace. After 2 days of travel, he arrived at his winter palace. He led his horse into a indoor stall, and gave it some hay, and a blanket. Then he left, and went inside the palace. He found his room. Like every palace he had lived in, there was a gramophone in his room. And a balcony. His room was said to be the grandest of all royals.

Captain went to bed, and as normal people do, he woke up. He woke up to a banging on his balcony window on the door. He rubbed his eyes and saw Shirai bounded up by Lord Darcgoldy. He was pounding on the glass. He jumped up, and found his sword and he slid open the door.
“What in heavens are you doing? He saved me when I was planning on killing myself. He’s innocent, he just wanted to save his ruler. Or the heir of the ruler. Oh my saints.” Captain said. All of a sudden Shirai’s and Captain’s eyes began to flash the metallic colours. Viktor Darcgoldy laughed, but stopped when he saw the two’s eyes’ colours. He started to panic, but then, he let Shirai go, and he stared at Captain like he was a monster. In reality, yes, he was a monster. Only people who had royal blood would get crazy eye colours. Not the made-up reason by Nojoel Joannee. Royals were not normal. They had supernatural powers. They were like vampires, except they like to keep blood to it’s owners. They were fast, they could fly. But as generations went on, they decided to keep it a secret to the younger ones. And when they got older, and their parents thought they were capable of keeping a horrid secret, they would tell them.
Captain smiled the same creepy smile as he had that other day, except it was at Viktor.
Viktor staggered back and jumped off and out of the balcony, falling to his death. At least that was better than getting killed by a royal prince.

“Shirai, those eyes. I have read in a book in my father’s old study here, that if you have bright blazing metallic coloured eyes, it means you are a royal. You’re a royal?” Captain asked, his eyes shining brighter then ever.
“Uhm, yeah. But our kingdom was conquered. Our fortune was wasted by my father. I, at least was able to get money to live here for 2 decades alone here since I was 6. I still don’t know how to cut my hair in case I looked like a mess,” Shirai took a short breath, ” The kingdom was called Ik-Sawtackta. It was taken over by your people. I don’t mind. I can still live.” He smiled a small smile that didn’t have a meaning. He looked into the snowy distance, and tears slowly made it’s way down his cheek.
“Shirai, once I had a lover. But she died. She was killed by her father. Her father was Viktor Darcgoldy. I had just discovered my feelings for her when she died. when she died, I knew it was my fault. All along. I want you to live on. I have no heir, and my parents are not ruling the kingdom. Listen, I want you to rule the kingdom with your lover. I have decided I have nothing to live for. I want this kingdom to rule on. Will and can you do it?” Captain said.
Shirai looked at him in awe, and… disappointment.
“What, why? You’re going to die? I’m supposed to rule for you?” Shirai asked in disbelief.
“Yes. You have royal blood anyways. Oh right. A secret about all royalties. We can run with inhuman speed, and… we can fly. When we need to and want to fly, to need to think of a raven, and you’ll have black wings and you think of flying up, and towards your destination. Inhuman speed, well, you run to your fullest. I want you to rule. Yes, you got that part right. I’m going to die. Take care of the kingdom.” Captain whispered to him, in case servants were still in the winter palace. He gave Shirai a medallion that was made of silver and bronze. The flag of Mystrietian was printed on the back in metallic colours.

Captain showed Shirai the rooms, and the floor plans of the palaces. He showed him how to fight with a sword. They did that together for 3 days, when Captain announced, “I’m going to run away instead of killing myself. I will come back everyday to visit at night and teach you about the kingdom. And I will teach you calligraphy. I will teach you everything a prince needs to know. I’m going to have to go. The servants are being taught by the butler right now. The butler will come at night to tend to your needs. And in the morning. The butler knows about me. I’m gonna go. See you.” Captain waved at the now cloaked man, and dashed, again, into the blinding light of the snow.
Word Count: 1662

Hi. Yeah, it’s long. Like Shirai’s hair. *thumbs up* It was supposed to be the end, but it would’ve been superbly looooooong, so I didn’t. It’s still pretty long. Ehhh, whatever. 9 will be coming up! See ya!

The Gramophone 7

Captain ushered his parents, Ray, and his butler; Starrae on and into the carriage. Before departing, Captain grabbed his butler over, “Starrae… Keep my parents alive. Well and healthy. I may not be back. Please, take care of them. Hide them away. Disguise them. We are running away.” Captain was staring at Starrae with pleading eyes.
“Of course, Your Majesty. I will make sure. You be careful too. We will all miss you. If you… Never mind. Yes sir! Goodbye.” Starrae saluted and got into the carriage.

Farewell, dearest. I may not be able to make it far. Sharil, I might be joining you soon. See you.

Captain wiped a unnoticed tear away as soon the carriage was out of sight. And once he couldn’t see the carriage, he heard the thundering of horses clopping down onto the small trail. He looked, and saw Lord Darcgoldy leading the horses. Captain mounted his horse and took off, trying to get the Lord’s many men, off his tail. He whizzed by the many shops of his kingdom. The people praised him, but their happiness was interrupted by the nervous, yet still handsome, prince’s silence. He was taking the horse to it’s limit, but the horse knew it’s job. It couldn’t fail him.

Captain reached a green meadow when the horse collapsed. “Your Majesty! Come in here! I’ll hide you!” An elderly lady that lived on the side of the meadow called out. Captain heaved the horse to the back of house. Captain rushed into the lady’s house.
“M’lady, thank you very much. Will this cover for 2 days before I run again?” Captain bowed down onto his knee before standing back up.
The old lady looked at Captain as if he was insane. “Your Majesty! That is too much! Please! It’s good and lucky enough you’re here! Your Majesty, THANK YOU!”
Captain changed into blue and black suit, and a black cloak.
“Fair lady of this house! We’re searching for the Prince and His Family! Is he with you, in any chance?”
“Sirs! No, he is not here with me! He ran past my house towards and into the trees!”
“Miss, we need you to open up, so we know you’re not lying. We need to check your house. Open up!”
Minutes past and she did not open the door.
Then the door fell over with a crash.
Captain was tending to the horse when they arrived. His sapphire and silver sword sparkled up and reflected off the light. The soldiers saw and ran over.
“M’lord! We’ve found him!” The soldiers shouted.
Captain looked up and saw soldiers piling in from the sides.
Captain jumped down from his position and unsheathed his sword. Captain slashed like he did in war. He stabbed and swiped at the soldiers. Lord Darcgoldy walked up on him and held his blade high above his head and- the lady pushed him over. “Viktor! Why on earth are you trying to kill our dear prince?! Why?! I’m so disappointed in you!” The lady clapped her hands onto her face and cried.
“Mother! You’re still alive? So that means you faked your death!”
Viktor Darcgoldy’s mother was the old lady.
She glowered and grumbled out,”Viktor! I faked my death because of your resemblance to your father. You were so… COLD-HEARTED! So cruel…” She shook her head in dismay.

Captain fought off 20 of the many soldiers when he tired down. 20 were left and they formed a circle around him closing down on him. He thrashed out of their grip, and once he did, three buff soldiers grabbed him pinned him against the wall for their lord to torture.
“Viktor! I’m… I tried to protect-! Argh! *gurgling sounds*” Thump! Viktor killed his mother with a slash of his blade without even looking.
“Vik..tor… you…” His mother fell down and died in four seconds.
“LORD DARCGOLDY! GO AHEAD AND TRY TO KILL ME! I CAN FIGHT YOU OFF! Just you see…” Captain cried through gritted teeth. Viktor walked slowly towards him. Captain struggled about with the men still holding on. ‘What? How come I can’t move? ARGHH!’ Captain thought. Viktor picked up Captain’s sword, and flipped it around, examining it. He gave Captain a coy smirk. Captain growled in return. At the last second, Captain flipped out of the men’ grasp. He took out his pocket dagger and stabbed the men, leaving Viktor Darcgoldy.
Captain stepped slowly, like a predator to it’s prey, Captain dashed forward and tried to stab Viktor but Viktor stabbed him first.
With his sword still in his shoulder, blood dribbled out of the corner of his mouth. He fell back and blacked out. The last Captain saw was the triumph smirk from Viktor as he rode off.

Hello! I think I took too long. It’s been a little hard on me, school. Tests aren’t really important, but, tomorrow is the day I get my report card. I’m a little nervous about the grades I’ll get this term. Well, I think there will be only one more section of the Gramophone. So, it’ll probably end as the 8.

The Gramophone 6

“Uhm, Sharil? Isn’t it time to go back to my palace? We need food. I can’t stand it any longer!!! Argh!” Captain cried in frustration. Sharil shot him a dirty look.
“Just what are you thinking? We’ll be caught! Hear that? They’re coming this way! Run out there!” Sharil pointed at Darcgoldy’s garden.
“What about you?” Captain asked with his eyes staring back at her filled with worry.
Sharil smiled slightly, “I don’t know. If I can follow fast enough then I’ll be back alive. I really don’t know. Now go!”
Captain dashed out with almost inhuman speed. Captain ran with tears unknowingly sliding from his eyes. He looked back just once. And there was guards crowding over Sharil. He kept running, and the next thing he heard was a loud shout and there was clanging and a girly scream. Captain didn’t dare to look. He climbed over the wall of bushes. He sat on it for a second breathed in, and jumped off, and took off for his palace.

Captain propped his head up with his hand. His brain flashed out memories from the previous night. It was all his fault and he knew it. ‘Have I developed feelings for the athletic girl? Why don’t I know the answer to that? Ugh. ARGH.’ He sat back on his chair and sighed again.

A month passed and Captain still didn’t know if Sharil turned out alive. She better be alive. Captain looked out the window. Snow had just begun to fall, but he felt no excitement. In his younger years, he would run and jump about over snow. Snow meant Christmas. Christmas meant… Captain couldn’t think about anything straight without relating it to Sharil.

From then on, waiting seemed like forever. He still haven’t gotten anything about Sharil in days. Those days turned into weeks, and those weeks turned into months.2 months later… “Your Majesty, the queen has news about Sharil.” Captain’s butler said.
Captain jumped up. “What?! I’m coming immediately!”
Captain dashed down the stairs and found his mother and sat down beside her. The Queen looked very shaken. “What? What does it say? What happened?”
“I’m sorry. Sharil… She’s gone… The funeral… February 17th… I’m so sorry…” The Queen broke down. And so did Captain. And the two wept the rest of the afternoon.

It was a dark and cool night. No one was out except Captain. His neon hair flew about around his head. Captain was remembering all the things at last. He went into his room and turned the gramophone on. The last melodies filled the room. He knew there was no reason anymore. He went to bed, and he knew that the next morning Darcgoldy will come to the palace to hunt him down.

The next morning when his butler went to wake Captain, he heard the gramophone. He opened the door. The gramophone was on, the windows were open, the fancy clothes from Captain’s closet were taken, and nobody was in bed. His butler fled down the grand staircase and burst into the breakfast hall. “Your Majesty! Captain-!”
Captain was in his purple cloak and his white and gold suit. He looked dangerous, he was holding his silver and sapphire sword at his butler’s throat. “Say another word and say hello to the sword. Now, dear family. You may think I’ve gone insane but, my life is worthless without Sharil, you know. I’ve come out of my shell to late. It was my fault. You don’t need to know. Get away from this place. Darcgoldy is coming here to hunt me down because he wants all of my men. Now get in the carriages! Go now!” Captain gave a faint smile.

YOLO! I’m thinking of ending The Gramophone soon. Eh. I don’t even know anymore. Anyways, I’m gonna go. So, adieu~!

The Gramophone 5

Captain rubbed his head, feeling annoyed. Everything was wrong this morning; Ray caught a cold, his other servants spilled his breakfast on his nightgown, his butler was not on his top form, and his mother was in a foul mood from a argument with his father. It was the weekend, and everything was wrong. After he sent Sharil off that day, he hadn’t heard from her. He felt… lonely. It was a feeling that he hadn’t felt in a long while. ‘What am I thinking? Just a girl that I underestimated. COME ON! Captain, pull yourself together you have no time to think about women. ARGH!’ He shook his head.
“Your Majesty! Lady Sharil has arrived with news!” His butler called from down the grand staircase. ‘Great…’

“Welcome back, m’lady!” Captain bowed down low. Sharil smiled. She was dressed like a lady, and her remaining hair into a loose bun. Captain straightened up, smiled like a angel and his butler spoke,”Would you like to speak with the majesty in his office?”
“Yes please. Would you kindly lead me?”
“Yes, m’lady. This way.”

“Any news, Lady?” Captain asked, returning to his serious state. “Surprisingly, no. But, a member on my team has discovered something. It’s all in this file.” Sharil said, waving a cerulean folder that suddenly appeared in her hand. Captain reached out and took the folder from her slender fingers. He flipped it open and read it’s contents.
Mysterious shadows at night; extra help from others?
Saw a candle lighted up in basement.
Dripping sound?
Steps heard loudly
from hallway, clanging sound too.Captain skimmed the rest of the page. “What’s with the word mysterious? There’s a lot in this.”
“Well, he’s not the best at describing. I know by seeing his writing records. Heh.”
“Good job. I want your group and you to go back in there to figure out some more.”
“My group? Nah. They’re long gone. They were found out, and executed. I got away, unnoticed. the one with the bad writing marks, gave me the folder before he went to have dinner at the next town. I’m the only one now.”
“WHAT?! Oh… I’m terribly sorry… If you want to go… Actually, I’ll go with you this time. We’ll stick together this time. And I won’t be found out because, no one disobeys me.”

Fourteen days later…
“What..!? That bastard..! Thinking me like that..!”
“Hush, Captain… We must not get angered this easily! We will be found out! Keep quiet! Only use the signs I showed you. Know move!”
‘This is going to be hard…’

“You have to finish what you start.”~Grandfather of Captain
Called the Unknown Old Man

Hello! I was bored so I added the random made up quote. My mom told me that one. XD Bye!

The Gramophone 4.5 (The Letter)

Dear Prince Captain,
I have a proposal, no, actually, something higher than a proposal. It’s something I want you to cooperate with to expand my company. Or else I will betray the country. How do I betray the kingdom? Well, I go to another country tell them something horrible and unthinkable to your supposedly genius mind, and declare war on you. Better safe than sorry.

Anyways, people say my company is a cheater and illegal. However, I don’t see it. All I ask is get 2000 of your men over to my company to work for me. You don’t need all that men.  I need exactly that amount. I’ll be counting them when I get them. I get what I want, your kingdom is unharmed. What do you think? Send a letter back for your answer. If I don’t get the letter by Yursterday, I will come to hunt you down.

Your Loyal Server,
Lord Darcgoldy

The Gramophone 4

Back at their time…
Captain’s heart raced as his horse ran towards the large group that were known as his enemies. His long neon-pink hair flew up and about around his head. All of a sudden, he heard a crash of glass splattering on one of the buildings around the war. He breathed in, and smelled a flowery scent and seconds later, he felt feverish, and nauseous. His breaths were shorter, and faster. After fifteen minutes of the bad feeling, his movements were slower, and 10 seconds later, he was slashed with a spear in the side. He yelped and fell off his horse.

“Hah… Ouch! My side! Why is everything… spinning?” Captain imagined that he was lying on bunches of clouds. He forced himself to open his eyes, and he blinked to get used his surroundings. “Your Majesty, you have a bad case of Self-lostblackout. Self-lostblackout is when you feel sick, and you get weaker and weaker, until, your heart gets weak too, and then you die.” Captain swirled his head around and faced the Royal Family Doctor; Jeremy. “Doctor, how did you figure it out?” Captain asked, and coughed roughly. “*Sigh* Well, the first discovery was a chemical, and it was hidden in a large bottle taken by the Shottonians. The second would be… well, it is a leaf that emits a terrible smell that makes the chemical, but that’s only found in Crimsonfireplace.” The doctor adjusted his glasses.
“Well, doctor, I did hear a glass shatter. And I breathed in a flowery scent afterwards. What do you think?”
“Your Majesty, I’m clear. It all fits. The glass shattering was that ancient bottle of the terrible disease. I’m sorry, but, the only cure is a piece of a monkey’s brain. The brain stem preferably.”
“Oh dear. Oh me, oh my. The brain stem of a monkey? Are you serious? As in the cure is to… eat… the… BRAIN STEM OF A MONKEY?” Captain burst out, turning green at the thought.
“But you’re in luck. And there is a bad part. Lucky you: No monkey lives here. Unlucky you: Then you die. So, I’ll get a fresh brain of a monkey shipped over here, and cut off the stem for you and I shall cook it as the needed medicine for you. Sound good?” The doctor silently prayed that Captain would say ‘yes’. “Humph. Fine. What are the other ingredients?”
“Your Majesty, the other ingredients are, let’s see: frog legs and chicken buttocks to make it taste better, salt, and most of the normal ingredients. Nothing to worry about. I mean it.” The doctor informed young Captain. Captain sighed in relief.
“What you need now is some rest as we put medicine on your wound. Now, drift off.”
In no time, Captain was sleeping like he never had before. When he woke up, the monkey brain was shipped, and made especially for him.

In three days time, Captain was up, and slashing his way through the enemies.
By the beginning of the next week, the Shottonians sent a letter that said that their kingdom surrenders. They can not conquer their land because they are too strong. They sent a paper that had all the information and they had a stamp of approval.
Once again in peace, Captain called for Sharil to report. She arrived almost immediately. “Your Majesty, there is nothing to report on. The war is over, what else do you want?” Sharil asked.
“Sharil,” Captain crossed his fingers,” I want you to spy on your father for me. I want to know why he is plotting against me, and what is he thinking of. Will you do it for me?”
“What?! Did you lose your sanity?! My father has nothing against you. What makes you think that?”
“My dear, you’re father sent a VERY OFFENSIVE, THREATENING letter to the royal family yesterday. Would you like to see it?”
“Yes, now.” Sharil said, trying to keep her cool.
“Ray! Lord Darcgoldy files. Thank you.”

“What?! I don’t… BELIEVE THIS! Why would my father do such a terrible thing to his own country? I… Yes, sir! I’ll do it! Do I need a group?” Sharil was disgusted.
“No, you don’t need a group, it’ll be too crowded, UNLESS, you’ll be splitting up, and then meeting up at night. That will be all. See you, m’lady.” Captain smirked.

Hello! I was working on this for a week. BECAUSE, I was busy with guests abd going to friends’ houses for Halloween or some other random reason. Like today someone is coming over, so I’m like, why not finish this, I have time. So, yeah. Adieu~!

The Gramophone 3

Sharil blushed after the quiet remark. “Prince Captain, I was told to act like a mindless stuttering girl, but, I’m glad I can let it out. Is that fine with you? Of course it is.” Her expression changed from a blushing, hiding girl to a not-amused, bored looking girl, which surprised Captain. Then it was his turn to stutter. “Wha-wha-what? You’re… How… But… My… no… Who is your father?”
“Why do need this information?”
“Do you dare not to- I’m sorry, I just want to know. I think I want to help. Who told you? I figure it would be your father, so who is he?!”
“*Sigh* He is Lord Darcgoldy. He, well, he is known to be the most highest boss of wine companies. He wants the best for his daughter even if he does not live with her. He’s… well, the reason for my mother separating from him. At least he sends large portions of money to us to live in a large mansion. I’m going to have to go. The coachman is waiting. Farewell.”
Captain stood there, half-dazed. “Captain! Lead the lady to the front door.” His mother, the Queen lectured. “Yes, mother!” And he rushed over to tell the butler to open the door to escort them away.

“Hmm… Sharil is not what we think she is. Actress, and a beautiful girl that acts differently to a prince. She doesn’t think about who she’s talking to. Who is she really?” Captain props his head up with his hands and makes a face. Knock Knock! “Whose there?” He calls out. “Oh master…. It’s moi! Let me in.”
“Who are you?”
“That’s a secret. Haha!”
“Fine. Come in.” Creak!
“Hey there. I’m back.” Leaning against the wall was Sharil. She had transformed from a nice, elegant girl, to a short haired, rough looking girl. She wore slightly ripped shirt, a pair of brown pants that were ripped at the end, and wore princely shoes and socks.
“What? You’re… I… your not… kidding me…”
“Hah. Who said I was kidding? I’m serious. I need your assistance. I’ll be secretly serving the war on our side. I’m going to be a spy for your kingdom as I am part of your kingdom. All I need is your layout of hiding spots, orders for my group. Now, hand it over. I need it. NOW!”
“Hmph. Is that a way to talk to me? But, this is not a job is not for you. Your a nobleman’s daughter.”
“I am the best at the agency.”
“Argh…. Wait here. I’ll go tell Ray to fetch them.” Captain walks out.
“Ray! Get the black folder for me.”
“Yes, sir. Immediately!” And Ray scurries off.
Captain walks back into the room. Sharil is inspecting his room.
“What?” Captain asks,”Find anything interesting?”
“Yes. You  have a lot of trapdoors and secret doors. especially your closet.”
“Your Majesty? I have them.” Ray says through the door.
“Hand them over.”
Ray opens the door and gives the folder to Captain and bows, and leaves quietly.
“Here. This has our layout of the field. And this file has the directions. Make sure no one else sees this. That would be all.”
“Humm. NOW your being all formal? I like this aggressive side better.” AND, Sharil smirks. “What? You have what you need. Now go.”
“Nope! I have one more thing to do.” She walked up to Captain, went on her tippy-toes and kissed him on the cheek. Captain cheeks flushed to a dark red. “Adieu!” And she ran off.

Captain touched his cheek after he heard the door slam. “WHAT?!” AND, he fainted.

The next week started. The dog abandoned, and there was Captain standing and he was putting on his armour. After he had his armour on, he looked at his spears. *Sigh*
“Prince, the other side has climbed the hill. It should be time to fight.”
“Thank you.” Another sigh.

“MOUNT YOUR HORSES! THEY’RE APPROACHING! 1, 2, 3, CHARGE!!!” Captain shouted. And swords clashed, people died, a terrible disease broke out, more injuries, and that war turned into the famous GermyShottonians War.

Ello! I’m BACK~! And tomorrow’s HALLOWEEN! And I fell today. Beautiful, right? Anyways, GTG!

The Gramophone 2

Captain told his new personal servant to practice with him. The servant was specially taught all the things a prince would know to serve better for a prince. Of course the tutor was paid under Captain’s family. Actually nobody could say no, because, IT’S THE ROYAL FAMILY. People would be lucky to be serving under them personally. Anyways, the servant’s name was Ray. Ray Bemis. He had dark brown hair, close to black, with a tint of red. He was a exceptionally ‘pretty’ boy to be accepted. More feminine than the other boys in the palace. That day, he was to wear princely clothes to match the prince; Captain.
He fought on the same level as the prince and… Clash! Their swords crashed and smashed against each other, eager to win the last point. “Hmm, seems like Ray has improved.” “Ray.” He stopped and so did Ray. “Yes, my lord?” Ray bowed slightly, being taught the was to face a lord or the mistress. “You seem to improve. Great work. I look forward to seeing you beat me. One day. Oh, and, I will be meeting lady that is line to be my wife. Seems unlikely. I will be needing your presence when I meet the lady. That is all, you may go.” Captain informed Ray, and Ray was off.

Slam! Captain shut the door of his office. He sat down on his grand chair and flipped through the pages of the book he was supposed to read, for the upcoming test from his tutor.
Part I: Who do you think is the criminal?
The man crouched down, inspecting the blood and glass that was splattered on the ground. “Frank, what type of glass is this?”
“Private, that glass would be… AHHH!! That, glass is produced by my own company: Frank’s Glass & Co. I don’t understand! Could it be a worker of mine?

“Could it be you?”
“Oh, Private, it was definitely
not me. I have no reason to kill such a innocent old man.”
“Really? Then what were you doing last Saturday?”
“Sorry Private, I need to use the outhouse. Excuse me.”

Frank dashed out, the opposite way of the outhouse.
“That assistant!
He’s such a fibber! Lies!”

“Excuse me, m’lord? She has arrived.” Captain’s butler said through the door.
“Thank you. I’ll be there immediately.”
“Of course, m’lord.”
Captain slipped on his long gold-blue jacket over his ruffled dress-shirt, and walked out of his door, and he stepped carefully down the large, grand staircase.

“Oh! You were right! Queen Myki, your prince is so CUTE! What’s his name? How old is he? Why is he going to lead the war? Just PLEASE! Make him love my daughter!” A stubby woman dressed overly fancy, with frilly and puffy dress, sat across from his mother, the Queen, in the sitting room enjoying some tea. A young pale girl sat quietly beside her. “My, Veronicka, it’s Captain, and he is 17. His father is getting off the track, and he can’t lead anymore, like he used to. Ha ha ha ha! Good try! I don’t think he’ll buy it! Captain! Go with Ray to the Garden Gazebo, and introduce yourself to Sharil there. Talk. Get to know her. Tell Ray to get some tea, and cookies.”
“Yes mother.”
Captain stood up, and he extended a hand towards Sharil to walk her to the Garden Gazebo. “U-u-umm, uh, thank you.” Sharil blushed, took his hand, and looked away. “Ray! Go get tea and cookies for us!”
“Yes, master.”

“Ahem. So, your name is Sharil?”
“Ah, yes.”
“You may call me Captain. Please, no Lord, or Prince before that. Make yourself comfortable. What interests do you have?”
“Uhmm, I like playing cards, even if that’s not a ladylike thing to do, and I like to watch cricket, I like staying in to read. I don’t take interests in a lot of boys, and I’d rather stay single. No offense, Prince.”
“None taken.”
Awkward silence filled the air.
“Umm, Sharil, would like something?”
“Huh? Oh, sorry, no thanks.” She blushed.
“Sharil darling!!! Time to say good bye to your prince!!” Sharil’s mother called out, making Sharil slightly embarrassed, and to once again, blush.
“Um, good bye Prince Captain.” To match a curtsy, suddenly covering up her hesitating, and making her much more elegant and unique. Captain walked up to her, and whispered closely to her ear, “I like that.”

Done! I mean the part. I’ll work on 3 tomorrow. I think I will. So, ja ne!

The Gramophone

The graceful melody echoed out from the opened door. Dancing down the halls, the small, brown, puppy raced down to the opened door and sped in towards it’s rightful master. Captain was seated next to the musical instrument: the gramophone. Smiling down at the fluffy, young dog, he patted it’s ears. Captain had nothing to do, except to be entertained by his dog. Captain sighed. The dog was to be taken out of the mansion in 2 more days. In a period of 2 months, he grew QUITE close to the tiny dog. Why must he let go of this dog?
one word:
In one weeks time, Captain will be leading his country to fight the Shottonians. CAptain was the heir of the Mystrietians. The dog will be left alone in the wilderness, left, to die alone. Just as it has been born as.

Captain sat up. “Starrae! Get me my cane! I’m going to the garden!”
Why did war have to happen during his favourite season? It was Spring, and there were cherry blossoms flying in the air, swirling around, as if it were dancing. Like the music.
Captain stopped the gramophone, told a nearby maid to get his jacket, and told another maid to get his shoes and put them on for him. After his orders were fulfilled, he took his  cane, and walked out the circular door.

Wind blew around his face, and then he was instantly in a whole new different world. The cherry blossoms flew around, as if it were alive. It twirled, it danced, up and about. Captain walked around, slowly to observe the whole dimension which seemed different to the other times he had been in the garden.

“Lord! Please M’lord! If your gone, we’ll lose the battle! Please! M’LORD!” Captain heard words. But those words were the only words he understood. Captain opened his eyes. “Ugh…” The bright light confused him at first. “What? What is that? It’s so… what’s the word? I think I used to know… Bright? Yeah! It…fits. Wait, what battle? Lord? Hmm? Who’s that? Why is he wearing such clothes? What’s that? That black bottle! It’s POISON!”
“I command you to stop! That is poison! Where is your certificate?” Captain asked, surprising himself. “What am I saying? Oh! I all of a sudden know what is going on!”
“U-u-u-uhhmmm. Your Majesty, you’re mistaken, they just put the medicine in this type of bottle. Take it! It’s good!” The ‘doctor’ said. “Sure. Where’s your certificate?!” Captain demanded, back to his good old self. “Oh! I’m sorry, I forgot it back at the office. It’s too late to get it.” “Guards! I don’t want to see this plebian EVER! Neither will he see me. Or anyone else. TAKE HIM AWAY!”

Captain sat down at his desk, rubbing his forehead. “Now tell me why did I kill him off? How did I turn this cruel? I still…” “Sigh…. This will be the end of it…” He whispered to himself.

The next day happened to be the Queen’s birthday. Captain decided to do something to do some thing to impress his mother. To fence with his father. And win. This was going to be his day. So, he got up at sunrise to practice in the the ‘small’ training hall.

Hiya!!! It was supposed to end as a oneshot but I carried on, so it will be a series. So, umm, ADIEU~!