Baz (rough draft)

The sun rises over the clouded and dusty mountain, bringing in another bright morning to a dark bloodshed world. None but the one God rules here – the one who posses the Number 1 Headband. To wear the headband you must be prepared for a transformation from the mere human flesh to the almighty rule. You have no fear within man-kind, not one soul could dare to cross you wrong. None - except the one who posses the Number 2. To be Number 2 you must venture your life with the consistent threat of extinguishment. The Number 2 can only be a threat to the Number 1 when it's the chosen warrior. The one who is prepared to face the God of this world. The one who is prepared to face – The Afro Samurai.

Anika was a bright Farmers daughter, living on the outskirts of the mainland. Her father died young, leaving the farmhouse behind in which she has lived and cared for her entire life. The day was drawing late when she began picking the last Tomato bach from the the tip of the farm. She heard a screeching moan come from the riverside as she leant over for the last ripe Tomato. As she tilted her head towards the voice, she heard the cries of pain draw again. She dropped the basket and plunged towards the noise. As she shimmered over the bank, there lay the Afro Samurai in agony. His long, lanky body stretched across the sand with his blood soaked sword by his side. As Anika kneeled to his side, she saw the Number 1 headband tied across the forehead of the disillusioned Samurai. She immediately knew who this warrior was. She proceeded to lift the Samurai off the sand, his arm over her shoulder and starred his weight back to the farm house for nurturing.

Two worried days past before the Afro Samurai regained conciousness. Afro woke up in a haze, a natural formed reaction overcame him as he reached for his soul-filled sword.

Anika: Relax Afro, you need to rest. Don't worry, you're safe here.

Afro: Who are you? Where am I?

Anika: I found you by the river, you were hurt. I saved you.

Afro: Thank you.

Anika: You had some pretty serious cuts, must have been one hell of an fight.

Afro: I guess you could say that...

Anika: Go back to sleep, your putting too much stress on your body, you need to relax now.

It had been one week since Anika had found the blooded Samurai and Afro had completely healed from his wounds.

Afro: I need to leave.

Anika: Where will you go?

Afro: I must be moving on.

Anika: Won't you stay one more night? I'm sorry if i'm pestering you, but I just got so lonely out here in the farm, it's all i've ever known.

Afro: Hmmm...

It seemed that even the most ruthless of men couldn't shun down an immaculate smile and glimmering eyes like the ones on Anika. In the case of Afro, the passionate attraction wouldn't allow him to venture away and so each night the Afro Samurai attempted to leave, he would be sucked back in by Anika's glowing Beauty.

Years past on the farm with the two deep lovers conceiving a baby boy. The Afro Samurai had been conflicted with his past life of a so called God like ruler and battle filled bloodshed and his new prrofound family life. He knew the two lifestyles could not coincide and decided to put the headband down, hoping no one would come seeking it.

Joseph Fan Fiction Draft

Rain blooms with the breeze.

It was the second time that Kara had been in Japan but first time in Hakone. This peaceful place located in the south-west of Kanagawa was full of romance and warmth because of the cherry blossom everywhere.

Spring in Hakone is rainy, and adorable.

Kara sat right in front of the door and stared at the cherry blossom tree in the backyard, secretly drowning in her thoughts since no one was actually around her. With raindrops on them, those baby pinkish petals looked so pure, innocent and fragile. Kara picked up a petal, quietly a smile climbs onto her face.

These petals were like newly-born toddlers, knowing nothing about this world but bringing the beauty of miracle into it, she thought. However, knowing that the blooming time of cherry blossoms normally lasts about fifteen days made her smile fade away. She touched the petal, pitied that they only have such a short time to be what they are, suddenly she felt the cruelness that cannot be explained. And because of this pity, she reckoned she likes them.

“sa ku ra, sa ku ra, ya yo i no so ka wa…” She remembered the time when she did the first initialization test with singing this song about cherry blossom, she remembered the dissembling due to her not-supposed thinking, she remembered the scare of losing every second she had. “You are not supposed to think”, the voice wandered back and forth in her head, she immediately quit this ‘stupid’ drowning, the drowning that she is willing to risk anything to do. She gently put the petal back on the ground, then started staring at the cherry blossom again, everlastingly.

As an android, she could be considered as a lucky one. Kara was sold to a zoologist named David Geller as an assistant in terms of her high-tech scanning and memorizing function. Apparently she has much less stuff to do than other common androids because all David asks for is her to store countless files of animal researches in order to create a database, which could be the simplest thing for an android but crucial for a zoologist. Kara never saw other companions around ‘Doctor Geller’ (that’s what Kara calls him) in his life. If there must be one person who can be called David’s partner, she supposes she would be that ‘person’.

"I'm back." David put his raincoat on the hanger, stepped into the room.

This voice broke the silence in this room filled with thoughts, also lit up the smile on Kara.

"How is the observation work going, Doctor Geller?" Kara let her daily conversation software speak for herself, she did want to know what's new about him though.

"Pretty well, and we found something unexpected." David sat at the table and started searching his bag for a picture while took other relevant work away to Kara. She stored them into the database inside of her once she received the paragraphs, the images, even the little careless dots in the corner.

The last thing David passed to her tugged her heartstrings.

It was a picture of a lesser panda, pregnant, bleeding.

“We found her near our observation station.” David got the documents back then explained to Kara, “Guess she could not find any help around except us...”

“What happened to them?” It’s really rare that Kara intended to interrupt, David was a bit shocked, he paused for several seconds.

“Well...” he mumbled, “We did our best to save her but found she had a difficult parturition...”.

David put his hands on Kara’s shoulder, tending to let her sit. Kara looked at him, however, she could not hear those words he said Apparently she’s not supposed to because she was created as a professional android which has fully excellent hearing just like a healthy human-being does. She did not know why she fell in her ‘secret drowning’ again. It came to her so strongly that she could not pay any more attention on David. 

Why did she die? I mean I know the fatalness of the difficult parturition, but, why did she have to die?

Doctor Geller’s mouth is moving, his hands are doing gestures that illustrate the situation, He’s drying the tears on my face with a tissue.

“Kara?” David called her name. It was like a powerful hand grabbed Kara from the infinite timeline of her thinking, reminded her not to be noticed.

“I’m sorry, Doctor Geller.” Kara replied immediately, “I guess it’s just the clash of emotion software, maybe due to my first time hearing things like these.” she was aware of the bottom line although she trusts David, that’s why her thoughts let her lie, and smile.

Obviously the smile worked. David reckoned nothing’s wrong and continued saying, “Unfortunately she’s gone, But we saved her baby.” 

He showed another picture of the baby lesser panda to Kara. He’s glowing, he’s like the cherry blossom petal, he’s one of the maze, she thought. Kara looked at the picture, struggled deeply in a question.

She fought for what she treasures with her life. What do I have with mine?

Adam's Evangelion Fanfiction

The sun was rising over Tokyo-3. Rei Ayanami woke up and began her morning routine of getting ready for school.

"Ayanami? Can I come in?" A familiar voice inquired.

She walked towards the entrance to her apartment and slowly opened the door.

Shinji Ikari was standing at door. Rei felt the soft touch of material on her body - the blue-haired girl instantly recognised it as the towel from earlier.

"Ayanami!" The boy wrapped it around her pale body carefully, keeping his eyes on the wall next to him as he did so. "You can't just answer the door naked!"

'Naked...I'm...naked?!' Quickly facing down and scanning herself, Rei ascertained that it was indeed so. She hastily retreated to the bathroom, where Rei promptly got dressed for school.

"Is this better?"

"Are you.. feeling okay, Ayanami?"

"I have sustained no injuries recently." Looking down on herself once again, as if scanning her body for any harm, she answered.

"Ikari, why are you here?" In her usual tone of voice.

"I...um...well, you see...Misato thought it would be good if I walked you to school in the morning."

"Are those my orders?"

"Yes Ayanami."

Shinji was not sure, but he could have sworn he saw Rei give a tiny, almost unnoticeable smile.

"Hey, Ayanami, wait!"

Rei was already walking out the apartment door and down the stairs, carrying her book bag.

Shinji had to keep a slow jog to catch up, but eventually did when they reached the bottom, and Rei stopped.

"What is it Ayanami?" Shinji spoke nervously.

"It is...nothing." Rei whispered, her voice trailing as she turned to continue walking.

"Why are you...blushing, Ikari?"

"Its...just a heat stroke...it's nothing, let's continue."

Rei wanted to ask why he was lying, her mouth opened...but the words didn't come.

They walked in silence the entire way to school staring at the ground, only Shinji giving the occasional glance at Rei and finding her staring down.

They arrive at school without incident, and take their seats.

Shinji sits down the front of the class, and Rei's seat was near the back corner, against the window.

The teacher arrived, and began to call the role.

"Rei?"

"Here, sir."

Shinji blushed a little.

He knew he had feelings for Rei, but could not help but blush.

Is this what love feels like?

"Shinji?"

When could he tell Rei how he felt?

"Shinji, you dummkopf!" Yelled Asuka.

"Ah, here sir! Sorry." Said Shinji.

He turned to glare at Asuka, and caught a quick glance at Rei.

She was staring out the window, as usual.

"Hey, Shinji, stop glaring at Ayanami and pay attention, will ya!" Shouted Touji.

The whole class erupted with laughter, and caused Shinji to go bright red.

Before he turned away, he could see slight tinges of pink on Rei's cheeks, made of pale white skin, but she continued to stare outside.

Shinji was relieved when the final bell rang, and he was able to leave, but not before waiting for Rei.

Rei continued to sit and stare out the window, apparently also waiting for everyone to leave.

Shinji mustered up enough courage to approach Rei, but before he could open his mouth, Rei spoke first.

"Ikari."

"Yes Ayanami?"

"Could you...walk me home. I wish to speak with you."

"Of course Ayanami" Said a surprised Shinji.

Rei got up silently and picked up her book bag, then made her way to the door. Shinji followed, and they left the school together.

"Ayanami, what is it you wish to talk about?"

"I wish to be alone to speak with you. When we arrive at my apartment, I will explain."

They were close enough to see Rei's building now, and Rei seemed to increase pace.

After hurrying up the four flights of stairs to her apartment, Rei edged open the always unlocked door, and stepped inside.

"Please Ikari, sit." Muttered Rei, waving her hand to the bed.

"Ikari, I must talk to you about something"

"Anything Ayanami, please tell me".

"I...you...affect me differently than the others. I do not know this feeling I have..."

"Whenever I speak to you, I feel...happy. I think. I'm not sure what happy is. I get a strange feeling in my stomach whenever your around me, whenever you...smile"

"When I first met you, in Unit 01's cage, you looked...different. When the Angel broke through and NERV was shook, you came over and expressed concern for me. No-one except the Commander has ever expressed concern for me before. It felt...good.

"When we defeated the 5th Angel, you came down, and burnt your hands to get into my entry plug. Just like when the Commander got me out of my entry plug when Unit 00's activation test was a failure. Except, he did not express as much concern for me as you did. For the first time...I...smiled."

"Rei, I-"

"I am not finished yet Ikari. When you reached out and gave me your hand, the touch made me get this feeling inside. I have read that in similar cases this feeling is...love."

"I have that feeling whenever I am near you. I think...

That I love you Shinji."

"I do not want to force my feelings upon you Ikari, if you do not share them, you are free to leave".

'I mustn't run away, I mustn't run away, I mustn't run away…'

"Ayanami...I...I have always been afraid. Of everything. I have always run from everything good in my life, every opportunity. You are one of those things...but this time, I am not going to run away. I'm not going to leave you Rei. I have always been lonely, and I know that you have as well. What I'm really trying to say is..."

"I...I love you Rei."


Anno, H. (Screen writer/Director) (1995). Neon Genesis Evangelion [Television series]. In Tokyo, Japan: Gainax.

Fanfiction (Draft)

My Fanfiction is based on the movie 'Beastly'. 'Beastly' (2007) is based on the Novel by Alex Flinn. I have chosen to write the ending scene, the way I think the movie should have ended. It's a 'modern' day twist to 'Beauty and the Beast', set in New York City.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters. Characters in the movie have remained
Characters: Kyle (Known by Lindy as Hunter)
                     Lindy

Summary (end scene):
Basically the ending scene is Kyle contemplating on revealing to Lindy, how he truly feels. Fear of rejection weighs Kyle's decision, but in the end he just tells Lindy, in fear of losing her FOREVER.   

 I'm still unsure on how to really start it.


Standing there outside the School Building,

Kyle contemplates on what to do.

Should he just tell Lindy how he feels......... or not?

All these questions running through his head.

Can he really take the rejection, that is about to come his way?

"Can she really Love an Ugly looking Beast like me?"

he takes a step forward, towards the building but than suddenly Stops !

Adam's Fanfiction Draft

Evangelion Fanfiction

Parody
Original characters
Changed personality

800 - 1000 words
http://www.wordcounter.net/

http://littlecalamity.tripod.com/HowTo2.html
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4468953/1/A_Guide_To_Writing_Fanfiction
http://www.waynesthisandthat.com/writefanfic.htm


http://www.fanfiction.net/anime/Evangelion/
http://www.animenewsnetwork.com/feature/2002-06-11
http://evangelion.wikia.com/
http://wiki.evageeks.org/

My FanFiction Draft:

Afro Samurai.

Ideas/Brainstorms

The story I am going to execute will be based when the Afro Samurai is still a child, with the sotry being based mainly around his Father (who is the original Afro Sumari) leading up to the moment in which the baby Afro Sumari see's his father killed for the Number 1 Head band.

The Story will portray the father Samurai in his conflicts, psychically and his inner-demons of getting away from the whole ordeal of the Head Band status once he learns of his first born. The responsibility and feeling of positivity clouds the mind of a warrior who's life was based sole around killing and battle to achieve God like powers.

The story will contain 3 main characters with 3 aggressor's excluding the final aggressor in which links to the original story of Afro Samurai

The story will begin with him just killing off the Number 1 and the opening scene will be him ripping the Number 2 headband off his own head and continue to reach for the headband on the dead corpse laying in front of him, placing the Number 1 around his head.

One of the main characters will be the Lady by the Lake in which the fatherSamurai has flashbacks of initimate relations with her, somewhat romantic, harmonizing scenery within a horribly bloody world. This will be the Afro Samurais mother.

The story will continue with the Father deciding to give up the head band and the god like powers to focus on keeping his family safe, until he is forced into the situation to fight - the aggressor kills the mother of his child.

These are just the draft ideas, with all these parts linked together.

Here's a link to the ending scene of my fan-fcition / lead to the original story:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bXiaou-TR84

Carolyn's VERY ROUGH DRAFT - Fanfiction

This is a Cinderella story - a caucasion girl in an East Asian world.  I DO NOT want to start any controversy/racism - it was just an idea or look at things, so I was trying to be broad and non specific with the racial aspects.  It isn't finished, and very outlined at the moment, but just to give you an idea.

Once in a not so long ago time lived a father and his beloved daughter of 18, Ella.  While they were quite happy together the father had been lonely ever since his wife had died years before.

One day he came across a woman, a beautiful, elegant, woman; one that had come from a far country.  She treated him differently than the women of his country.  She treated him as a king, doing anything and everything he asked of her, with a loving smile on her face in addition.  Because of her devotion, he felt obligated to move with his daughter to his new wife’s home country when she was homesick and begged him to; to return to her own two daughters.

Ella was in awe of this new country.  The people were all elegant, beautiful, and courteous.  They all have striking, beautiful raven hair and deep chocolate eyes.  The food was unusual as were the customs, but she was nothing but curious in this new place.

However, the new climate was not compatible with Ella’s father and he soon grew ill and died.

Now before his corpse was cold, her new mother and sisters showed their true feelings for Ella.  As courteous as these people were, her new sisters, Xcey and Katam, were wretched.  They would pull her hair, tear her clothing and possessions, and curse at her in their native language.  Their mother of course was no different.  She laughed in Ella’s face, confessing this was her plan, that now she had the money and no man to wait on and could use Ella as her slave.  In truth Ella’s new family hated and feared their differences.  Ella’s striking blue eyes, golden hair, and forward manner unnerved them.  She was often stared at in the streets.  Desired by many men; hated by many women in fear of her stealing their men.

Ella soon grew depressed and weary.  She was far from home, knew no one other than her new family who treated her awfully, missed eating familiar food, and also could not speak to many people since they did not understand her language.  While it was customary in this country to be polite and courteous, she soon learned they were often saying cruel and plotting when in private.  She was weary of this behaviour.  Guessing and untrusting of every people she came across.  She only had her endless work from her mother as a way of escape.  She would drift in her thoughts, sometimes thing of cruel things herself, but often was just numb to the world around her.

This country was to have their annual mascaraed festival and was in preparation for months.  A rumour stated the country’s emperor was to be there which made the young women of the country flit about in excitement.  He had recently come of age and needed to choose his bride.  They all wished to be it since he was elegant, handsome, and of course the emperor.