Famer's Story-writing debate tournament Round#1 Famer VS Kinesis

Richard glanced around his entire surround within the train. “Where is he?” He asked Historian. “Shift your head slightly to the right and look at that blond-haired Japanese man” he responded. “A Japanese man with blond hair?” He asked Historian. “What a joke.” “Exactly! That spirit is rather stupid to think up of such a ridiculous disguise. That isn’t a real person. His entire body is spirit-born. There is nothing Japanese or mortally-based about him. Although he physically exists within the mortal world, he is still a spirit. He will use that spirit-made body with the attempt to destroy you. He will kill you with that body physically.” Richard twisted his head around the entire train compartment. It was currently normal working hours within Japan, and it was expected that most of the adults there were fast asleep. Yet, Richard was bewildered at how they weren’t able to realize the peculiarity of a blond-haired Japanese man on the train. “The only way for a spirit to die, without being fully bounded to a mortal being for example a human, is to have a another spirit kill it. They must sacrifice themselves for the equal price of what they desire. Similar to the ridiculous human ‘and eye for an eye’ quote. I am sacrificing myself for you.” Richard’s entire body tensed up. He was unsure what was going to happen next. He tried to keeps his eyes of the creepy figure of the spirit that wants to kill him. The figure remained still. It stood there, as if he were a statue, until suddenly, the entire body began screaming a dying scream, twitching, holding onto its stomach, skin began dissolving like sand. The Japanese people woke up in an instant “NANI??” They shouted. “Kore wa nan desu ka???” They shouted, pointing at the dissolving figure and the sand-like remains. Richard simply eyed the remnants of the spirit’s physical form. It was nothing more than a small pile of sand. All of the spirits that have ever been part of this chaos is now gone, forever gone… ==================================== “Wishing you all a good afternoon. This is James Smith here, your new news report for BBC News. Currently reporting on the state that was on fire. New York caught itself on flames for an entire day. No real causes have been discovered. Many casualties were seen. So far, there are 3 million confirmed residential confirmed to be dead, 2.7 million severely injured and 1.2 million missing. No trails of gasoline or other inflammable liquids were to be found. Police are still investigating on the causes for this possible case of mass-numbered arson. Survivors of this tragic incident have said: ‘ I saw a small boy, breathing out fire from his mouth! Maybe it was a boy, maybe it was a dragon! I don’t know!’ – Travis McCauley ‘I was just having a jog outside, when all of a sudden, within a 40 seconds, the entire sky was covered with smoke and I saw fire all over. It was like a horror story.’ – Peter Graham. ‘IT WAS SATAN! I’M TELLING YOU IT WAS SATAN! HE SENT THE DEVILS ONTO NEW YORK TO DESTROY THE CHRISTIANS’ – Pastor of New York Baptist church. James Smith here. From the looks of it, with different stories flying around everywhere, most survivors are still in a severe state of shock. Further details will be released later when more of this incident has been uncovered.” ========================================================== Meanwhile, away from the news station and the few television that have survived through the fire that occurred two days ago, was the funeral of Jonathon, Caitlyn, and Jonathon’s host father. Over there stood Richard, Richard’s family, Jonathon’s host mother only. Richard walked towards Jonathon’s grave, knelt down and bowed towards his body and walked away. He didn’t dare do any more. He then walked towards Jonathon’s father’s grave and did the same. Lastly, he slowly stepped towards Caitlyn’s grave, knelt down, with tears leaking, he said: “You have a lived a good life. Disappoints me that I wasn’t a good part of it. Sorry…” Melanie, Jonathon’s host mother, walked towards her husband’s grave, placed a remembrance flower on top. She remained silent, with a handkerchief in her hands, pressed against her eyes, after which she placed on top of the flowers before walking towards Jonathon and Caitlyn’s graves. “To the two dearest, smartest and most adorable children a mother like me could possibly bear, I will present to you the will your parents wrote before their murder. We never intended to address such a matter to you, at such a young age, but here it is. “To the muscly Jonny and warm-hearted Cait, Father and I are sorry that we have to move houses with you so often, but we were never allowed to stick in one place for too long. The history of our work is enough to get the two of us killed. We lived a life filled with crime on every page possible. We both worked with the German secret police, dealing with counterfeit money and creating fake records for illegal immigrants to Germany. We were also heroine dealers, making and selling for 3 years before being caught by the police. It was, because of these reasons we have to be constantly on the move. Although our records have been cleared, we are still wanted for a 12 months jail sentence after giving birth to Jonathon. We couldn’t bare such a thing, so we continued to hide from the police. We are expecting to this point to be killed by the police somewhere within New York as their headquarters have also been notified of our history. We leave, in our will, to Jonathon, the Dictionary of Law book that interested you so much, even at the age of 7. To Caitlyn, we leave to you, the stethoscope, to fulfil your dream with becoming the famous doctor you wanted to be for so long. Study hard, and don’t even give up to anything that may stand in your way and serve as a barrier to your success in life.” “Jonathon already wanted to become a lawyer, even before his parent’s death…” said Melanie. “Such determination from a boy like this should make any parent proud.” ====================================================I thank Kinesis for the wonderful opportunity to have helped me write up such an entertaining story and hope he has enjoyed this just as much as I have.