Okay, here is some random story that me and tigerfan48 (in case you don't know, she's my sister) came up with about Viper. It's about her past and such, since I realized there are so many about Tigress's past (me having written one), I decided to write one on Viper, but give tigerfan48 the credit of the idea, although I wrote it. So, I guess I'll shut up and let you read! (Oh, and please comment!)
?Too bad your fists aren?t as fast as your mouth!?
Sitting in a cold, metal cage bound with spiked wire, six year old Viper now regretted those words she had said with such confidence a week ago.
The young reptilian?s sky-blue eyes darted from side to side with nervous flickers, her tail twitching as her father?s did when he was anxious. It was the one way he would give hint of his fear. Viper hung her triangle-shaped head and flicked her tongue out. No, she wouldn?t cry. Not now. She had to be strong. It was her only way to avenge the fall of her parents and their now lost kingdom.
A gorilla guard, his armor heavily spiked and thick, was watching the front, snorting every now and then with contempt. There was the cruel laughter of someone, the pounding of heavy steps, and the clink of metal against metal as the huge bulk of another gorilla, the one she had ribboned into a present, was into view. He gave a booming laugh and strode up, with his fists on the ground, as apes walk. Viper hissed and turned her head away.
?Aw, is the little snakey-wakey afraid? How cute, yes,? said the Chief Gorilla, his cold eyes glaring at Viper. He was still suffering from the humiliation he had received six days ago. Viper glared at him, saying,
?What do you think? You?re just some gift that nobody wanted, even though it had a really nice bow.? Viper hissed angrily, combating him back, her sweet personality beaten out of her and replaced with cold fury. The Gorilla tried to cover the sting from the remark he had received with another laugh, but his one was forced.
?You are a feisty one, aren?t you,? he said, and forced a strained laugh through gritted teeth. Viper would have bared her fangs, but granted she didn?t have any, all she could do was flick out her tongue. The gorilla tossed her cage up and then grabbed it again by the handle, the only part that wasn?t barbed. Viper felt queasy. The gorilla then threw her down, and a painful jolt coursed through Viper?s body when she landed with a clang. Her head slammed against the metallic floor from the momentum and she could feel her vision blur.
The small snake girl forced herself up and tried to locate the ape that had dropped her. He dropped a tulip?s feather through the tiny hatch on the side.
?Oh, and by the way,? he said, walking towards the door. He turned and faced her with an evil smile. ?Merry Christmas.?
Viper?s eyes followed her parent?s gift that she had received as it fluttered to the cold floor of her cage.
Mr. Gee hobbled over to the white feline with a delighted grin
splitting into his face, his dark blue eyes sparkling. The big cat
didn't take any notice of him, but instead began shouting loudly in a
language Viper couldn't understand. All she could recognize was 'Khan-
Hi', the name of the gorilla who had captured her in the first place.
Viper stared with inquisitive aqua eyes, her triangle-shaped head
tilted to one side in curiosity.
Suddenly, Khan-Hi hulked up to the lioness, towering over her, his
massive head inches from her's.
"What are you doing here, Madison?" he hissed.
"You know exactly what for, you brute!" Finally, Chinese!
"Fine, you can 'ave her."
Madison began walking briskly torwards Viper's cage.
"Ah ah ah, first, the money." grunted Khan-Hi mockingly.
The white lion rolled her sky-blue eyes and fished something out of
her pocket. It was a wad of green bills, certainly not yen.
"There. Now can I take her?"
"Yes, go on." Khan-Hi muttured, barely taking notice, his gleaming
eyes not leaving the bills as he fingered them gently between his
greasy grey fingers.
Madison clutched the handle of Viper's cage, who hissed fiercely. The
lioness looked down with sympathetic eyes.
"Shh-don't worry, we're getting you out of here." Only now did Viper
take notice of the heavy accent that she carried.
Mr. Gee knuckle-walked after her, the grin not leaving his face.
"W-where are you taking me?" Viper's voice trembled slightly.
For the first time, Mr. Gee spoke. "You'll see," he too carried an
accent, only not as thick as Madison's.
Time ticked by, and all Viper could remember was the dim shadows of a
city and the lazy, rolling green hills of the country while she dozed
on and off.
And when she woke up, she found herself in a small hut. The pale brown
walls were thin, and the roof overhead was thatched hay. But the place
was warm, and comforting, and only when she caught sight of the three
strange creatures that she fully awoke with a jolt.
The threesome were unlike any animal she had ever seen; the only fur
they had was at the tops of their heads, and the rest was just skin,
and they had no tails. Their eyes were placed on their flat faces
symmetrically, and although their clothes were the same, gone were
Madison and Mr. Gee.
Viper gave a shriek of fear and curled herself up in a ball. She heard
a few more mutterings in a strange language, and then came Mr. Gee's
"Sorry for the scare, Viper, but you had to know."
Viper squeezed her eyes shut tighter.
"It's alright, we're not going to hurt you. You can look." That was
Viper slipped a peek at the three and eventually her fear was replaced
with timid curiosity.
"What are you guys?"
"We are Half-Humans." answered the last of the three. He had sky-blue
eyes, light brown hair and white skin. "I'm Zach."
"I'm Madison, but you can call me Maddy." spoke the one in the middle.
By the tone of her voice and the lenght of her straight, brown hair,
Viper guesses she was female. Her eyes weren't blue anymore, but a
dark brown which went well with her tan skin. She was extremely short
compared to the others, which Viper found amusing.
"And I'm Matthew. But you can call me Mr. Gee." the boy laughed at the
last part. He had glasses, as Viper later learned what they were
called, dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He was taller than the rest,
and a bit huskier.
"Half-Humans..." Viper mumbled, rolling the word over in her mind.
"Never heard of you guys."
"Well, must people haven't." Zach said.
"Are there more of you?" Viper asked timidly.
"Yes-quite a few, actually. They'll be back soon."
As soon as Matthew said the last word, the door burst open.
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!! I'm so glad you liked the last chapter...I will post the next soon...but anyways, mind doing me a favor and looking at my other story, 'The Legend of Crescent; Tale of a Silent Hero'? Thanks!
Oh, thank goodness you're back! I'm so happy! I love this story, especially because it's about Viper (she gets so little attention usually) and also because you're such an amazing writer! Keep up the fantastic work!
I am back, and with a new chapter! Sorry for the long wait!
Days had passed, and the only heat that touched Viper's cold, scaled
body was the flickering, hardly burning lantern that hung lopsided on
a chair nearby.
Viper was weak, but not dead. No, she was far from that. For some
inexplicable reason, this young snake was alive. Dirty, undernurished,
and perhaps a bit cranky (okay, so REALLY cranky), but alive and
Maybe she was surviving on the small grey pieces that had once been
bread and the overly bitter, foul water (nope, it wasn't tea). Maybe
she had been surviving on all those royal feasts that were stored up
inside her and were slowly diminishing every day.
Or maybe it could of been the dark-haired gibbon.
He was silent, rarely talking, if not, he didn't utter a word at all.
His compassionate eyes would speak for themselves, either narrowed in
fury as he watched the gorillas poke sticks at Viper, jeering and
mocking, or soft and kind when he innocently, slyly stuck pieces of
green apple and stale-ish bread through the hatch while the gorillas
were watching and whooping intently at the street fighters they could
spot over the balcony.
Viper couldn't figure out the gibbon's name, so she christianed him
'Mr. Gee' and kept it at that. Hey, she was only six, and naming
someone seemingly without name after a stuffed toy was understandable.
Viper had yet to get used to her surroundings; it was dank and dark
and it smelled of ape dander, which frankly, Viper couldn't stand. The
few lights that flickered there faintly illumanated the gritty walls
and unswept floor of the building. The furniture up here on the fifth
floor was scarce and battered; all that was to be seen were two
chairs, one with a broken leg and another with only half the cushion,
a small, hunched closet that looked as if it was bent over, and a
table which hadn't been polished for over an eon.
With a disgusted groan, Viper curled herself tighter into a ball and
tried to block out the gorilla's booing and cheering when suddenly the
door slammed open, and everything died to a sickly silence.
Standing in the doorway, red-faced and with anger practically seeping
out of her, was a young white lioness.
Okay, sorry, you all are probably fuming mad and spitting sparks of
fury right now-but I AM SOOOOOOO SOOORRRY!!!! I would of updated
earlier, but I've been busy and without Internet acces for over FIVE
DAYS!!!! O..M....G!!! (runs around wildly)
Anyways, please forgive me for the delay, and hope you enjoyed this
rather slow, sluggish chapter. But there will be a HUGE twist on this
ya won't wanna miss...adios!
Thanks, and I'll try to keep it interesting! Keep reading!
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