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PLEASE TAKE A CHANCE ON THIS STORY"
My wordings aren't that good and slow, nor is it gripping and hold your attention right away. But it's really SWEET. Right now, the first four or five chapters are the introductions about the characters. Chapter Four and Five are not submitted yet. But soon, the romance will start to show up more. This story is not anything Unique since a lot of the things that happen are Common Romance Theme and common Manga storyline. I think. But what I tried to make it different is the background of the characters. Especially some characters that I tried to disquise them with a certain action performed, and when their background is reveal, it kind of made me go, Awwww... So please... Please keep an eye on this story and read... I WILL PROMISED YOU...THIS STORY WILL WARM YOUR HEART... BECAUSE IT'S NOT JUST ONE TYPE OF LOVE SITUATION THAT WILL HAPPEN IN THIS STORY...BUT MANY THAT YOU CAN'T HELP, GOING "AAWWWWW" IF YOU READ THE ACTIONS THEY PERFORM FOR THEIR LOVE...
HINT: listen to "You Belong To Me" by Jason Wade. A great song that can give you pictures in your mind about what I'm talking about...!!
Introduction about Swing Upon A Palm
-- What does it mean to Swing Upon A Palm? What is Palm anyways? Take a look at the lines in the palm of your hand. Can you see your life? This is a story about life. Whether you suffered pain from your past, whether it’s secrets that you kept from the one you love, whether it is the loss of confidence in yourself, or saying things that direct someone to the wrong path, that life can take a swing. Let’s start off with Suzuki Miho and Kawahara Kenchiro. Can those two get along with only violence brewing between the two, but what if they discovered the unknown pain and weaknesses in each of their fragile body that pretends to be strong? Will they also be the change in the lines of their palm?
Swing Upon A Palm
Prologue
“Okaasa!” the little girl screamed in the middle of the cold, moistly night. Salted tears stained her face that reflect only pure innocence, but now her face twisted into desperate pleads for help.
The young Japanese girl of 8 tried to escape the battening from a bony thug, who laughed at his gang’s actions being performed to her mother.
The five thugs have came unexpectedly that night, demanding the homeless family of four without a reason nor a cause.
With irritations and having so much joy, two of the thugs held the shrieking mother by her arms while the rest searched for weapons. “What a pity for us not to have anything to end your miserable life quickly, auntie,” the leader scorned. “But you have no money nor possessions worth enough to trade for seeing our beautiful, handsome faces. What should we do to you?”
He changed his direction towards the crying twin babies lying on the wet garbage pile.
“What do you think will make a better trade; disposing those two pestering babies by hammering them? Or do you suggest we get rid of that irritating brat? Oh, that seems way too soft and quick. Maybe we should…..” he took out a long switching razor out from his pocket. “Perform something more painful and memorable. Perhaps, shutting that old woman and keeping their damn worthless family alive in their miserable times in this god damn filthy place until they can no longer breathe again.”
The group of gang cheered at the leaders last proposal. Hearing the roaring from his gang, he smirked at the mother.
“Prepare for the pain, auntie,” he warned as he came towards the struggling woman. “You should be thankful for us to end your worthless life on the street.”
“Ikeru (run), Miho! Get the twins and run!” the woman screamed for her injured daughter. “K-kaasa….” Miho muttered with her mouth gushing out blood. Her trembling body crawled towards her mother with the support of her tiny arms. “AaaaGaaah!” she screamed with pain as the bony thug stepped roughly onto her right arm.
“Aaaaawww, did you wanted to be the heroine of this story?” he asked, altering his boots’ pressure on Miho’s arms. She cried in more pain. “It’s so sad that you can never be a heroine from tonight onward.”
“Please let my-Guh!” Her mother’s pleading was cut off as the leader forcefully widened her mouth and lengthened her tongue out. He switched his razor and smiled down at the helpless woman.
“Uruse-na, Bacha, he soothed. “This tongue of yours will really cause us troubles you know. Maybe I should get rid of it now.” He started to grind the flesh of her tongue.
Her eyes widened as the grinding became deeper. She screamed loudly and kick as pain aroused from her tongue. Spurts of blood flooded from her mouth, weakening her remaining strength.
“Kaasa!” Miho tremblingly cried as her eyes shook from her mother’s suffocation.
The gang laughed and howled whne the leader held the piece of raw tongue high in the moist air. Their grip on the woman loosened as she crashed onto the blooded ground, shrieking and crying from her heavy bleeding. Her hands raised towards her reddened mouth that now have no tongue. Tears of fear continued to stream.
“What did I tell you,” the leader scorned. “Do you enjoyed living in the street, you lazy old had, when you have two pestering babies crying in the middle of the night and your damn useless daughter there can’t even do a fucken thing/ All that you have, only worsen your worthless life. It was your own fault for being a whore and fucking up your life to end like this….” He forcefully threw the raw blooded tongue towards the wall.
“Let‘s go. Make sure to seal their last breath.”
“I have to pee!” a man’s voice echoed through the tunnel. “You can’t just pee anywhere?!” a female’s voice followed after, making the five thugs froze. Upon hearing voices, the mother squirmed loudly to get their attention.
“Did you hear that, honey?” the man’s voice questioned. “It sounds like a woman! Listen, babies are crying!”
With fear of being discover, the gang sweat continuously as they kicked the squirming mother. “You fucken bitch! Shut your fucken squirming!” But, it was too late. Approaching footsteps were already heard.
“Shit! Let’s get out of here!” the leader commanded as they fled into the shadows.
“Oh dear!” the woman cried as she saw the family of four in a puddle of blood. “Koiichi, contact the headquarter now!”
“Roger that!” the man returned as he picked up his police’s handheld ham radio. “Officer Koiichi and Chiyoka report! I repeat! There have been an incident her at the area Takuhana Train Tunnel! A woman and her children are badly injured! We need an ambulance right away!”