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The threads of fate are intertwined to everyone in some way. Most
just to eachother, in a simple knot, but this tale is of two that are
locked in one-another. Two men from different worlds, different
realities, both share the pain of one-another without knowing it. As
one sleeps, the other wakes. When one's heart aches, the other is in
glee. One has the brain of a genuis and would rather use mind than
muscle. The other a brute, always picking a fight. This thread was
strange, and at this we see the story unfold.

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A warrior sits passed out on a bar floor.

"Jeice... are you okay."

A red-haired woman looks down on him with a concerned look on her
face.

"I'm fine Issa, just had a little too much to drink is all."

The man gets up, his armor and sword clank together as he gets himself
grounded. He sweeps the girl off her feet. Then with a mockingly
sleezy voice he says to her, "now that I'm up, why don't we go and
share a room in the back."

Issabelle slaps him, as she falls out of his arms.

"You perv! Can't you act like a normal patron for once!"

"You know me Issa, a man needs his pleasures right?"

He walks over to the bar and sits down. He waves the batender over
and orders a drink.

"I'll take the strongest thing you got pops."

"Didn't you just pass out from drinking too much, kid, take your pay
and go home, its the middle of the night."

"Fine..."

The barkeep tosses a burlap bag over to Jeice. He catches it, opens
it up and counts the gold pieces.

"... 18, 19, 20. Alright thanks pops, I'll catch ya later then."

He walks out the door, but not before giving Issabelle a nice playful
slap on her butt. Her face gets red with anger, then throws him out
the door.

"The nerve... grrr, why do I even bother with that guy?"

"Issabelle cut him some slack, he's the best merc in this joint.
Though I must wonder about your taste in men..."

Jeice goes back to his hut on the outskirts of the village and sits in
his bed. He gives a content sigh as he falls asleep.

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A ruler slaps the desk of a young boy in school.

"GLENN, NO SLEEPING IN CLASS!"

He wakes up abruptly and goes clutches the sides of his desk as the
class bursts out in laughter. He fixes his glasses and wipes what
little drool there was off his table and goes right back to the work
in front of him. The bell rings and everyone picks up and rushes out
of school.

"Ugh... another day just like the rest."

As he walks home he sees someone out of the corner in his eye. He
looks back and tries to see who it was, but no one is there. He walks
past the school courtyard and through the back woods back to his home.
A girl stands behind the tree and gives a reluctant sigh.

"I wish I could just talk too him, but..."

She drops her books in the dirt falling forward. While scrambling to
pick them all up her friend stands over her.

"Christin, were you following him again."

She looks up and adjusts her glasses then blushes.

"Well, Michelle, you know..."

Michelle smiles at her, and picks her up.

"Come on now, you'll see him tomorrow, maybe you'll talk to him then

right!"

"Do you always have to be so enthusiastic about these things."

A boy stands near the school waves and shouts over to the girls.

"MICHELLE... COME HERE, I'VE GOT A GIFT FOR YOU!"

"Sorry, Christin but my man calls."

She smiles and runs back to the boy. Christin sits there feeling a
little left out then looks over to where Glenn left and starts walking
in that direction.

We live so close together, and I can't even get the courage to meet
him and walk with him to school. What's with me...

Glenn sits back at home as the sun falls beneath the sky.

"Hooray... now I get to fall asleep and do this again tomorrow.

Wonderful."

He says this to himself, sarcastically, as he falls asleep.

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Two unlikly heroes, locked together without knowing it. This is thier
story.

Well here goes my story! (Glares at mal'oo... ^^)

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As Jeice awoke he looked around,

"Wait, this isn't my house! This isn't even my village!?!"

He walked around the room. It was beautiful yet ominous. He was over come with a feeling of serenity. The room had greenery as far as the eye could see. Every fruit imaginable was only at the touch of his hands. This was the world he dreamed of. He continued walking as he looked farther in this strange new scenery he spotted a figure walking behind a mangrove.

"Hello? Hello!" the figure jumped, almost falling. "W-w-who are you?" Jeice could easily sense the fear of the person "easy guy, I only want to know were I’m at."

"I-I don't know where your at" by this time jeice was a little closer and could see the person was small, tiny in comparison to himself. "Well, we'll find out..."

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Glenn was drifting his way to sleep. He felt his eyes drop. Finally, they dropped for a final time. When he opened them he found himself beside a waterfall. The mangrove's roots overlapped each other forming a platform that he could stand on. He climbed around trying to find something to indicate life in this place. Even if the place was beautiful he was always suspicious of everything.

When he reached he edge of the mangrove forest he heard someone in the distance "Hello!"

He tripped with the sudden interruption. Holy crap! He’s huge! gleen tried to make himself more intimidateing, but to no avail.

"W-w-who are you?" "Easy guy," the man said, "I only want to know were I’m at." Glenn lowered his defense. "I-I don't know where your at" he could see his face by now. He looked like the time to pick a fight and not give it a second thought.

The man smiled, "well, we'll find out..." Glenn was shocked, but had no time to respond. The man had grabbed him by the wrist and was dragging him to the place he had started from.

That’s kinda rude! I don't even know his name... "I’m Glenn!" he waited for a response. "Huh? Oh! I’m jeice!" Glenn looked to the ground, "where are we going?" "I dunno!?" Glenn stopped. "You don't know!!!!"

Jecie jerked and stopped in his place and looked at Glenn. "Heh. Well it's better than staying in one place!" he smiled.

Glenn sighed as he adjusted his glasses. "Well, do we have to run?" "Why not?!" jecie said enthusiastically. "This is just a dream of some kind anyway. You’re only a whatchamacallit of my imagination!" "Wait!" Glenn objected, "YOU’RE the figment!!!! This is MY dream!"

The two men stood there in utter confusion looking eye to eye.

((Sorry this is so late, to be honest I almost forgot! :P))

Jeice looked at the other man with an angry stare in his eye.

"Alright then, what are we doing here and how did we get here?" Glenn asked.

"I have no idea kid, I was just about to ask you the same thing." Jeice said. They looked around at the area surrounding them. It was a garden, a huge one at that. There were tall trees and low shrubs and several hanging vines around the trees.

"Maybe if we could get above those trees..." Glenn said to himself.

"I highly doubt that's gonna' happen any time soon. Those trees are pretty dang tall." Jeice replied.

"You've never been around where I live, have you? If you had, you'd know tree climbing is easy, with the right trees." Glenn said. He picked out a tree, and hopped up onto one of the low branches. He hoisted himself higher, and began crawling through the high branches. Soon he had disappeared beyond the treetop. "Wow... You have got to see this." He said to Jeice.

"What?" Jeice asked.

"This forest stretches as far as I can see. It stretches on for miles. But I think there's some sort of encampment near hear, because I see smoke coming from a clearing." Glenn told him.

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