There was once a princess who lived in a dark house in the suburbs. Like every dark princess, M was also a bit 'a witch, and like all dark princesses who are a little' witch had no insegante, the magic he had learned growing up. Inside him, deep down, he knew he was special, but it was not one of those things you say about, not even one of those things that you would dare to say out loud.
M lived in a suburban house in a neighborhood that misfit remained in the memories in black and white, dirty, depressing and with a tendency to shun the sun and the summer seemed unreal. In fact, it was unreal, but then the area was in the hands of the hiphop band of breakers, and everything could be this group of people except normal.
M spent much time combing before the large mirror in his room, looking at his reflection, with detached pessimism, without looking into his eyes. The jet-black hair and blue eyes were mixed twice by the white color of his skin.
M is prepared 'to quit, mentally rehearsing the magic formulas that would have protected against the hiphop brakers. He had several spells available, the power of the dark was enormous, and almost everything still to be discovered, but enough to fight with those idiots and eardrums while browsed by who listens to loud music.
Upon arriving in the street, in the distance he saw a group of three breakers, indeed, more 'to see them, hear them' from a distance, they had their usual megastereo 15 kg shoulder with lights and booming bass that made the asphalt superpompati ; in the back pocket, was clearly visible to spray tags. The whole neighborhood was flooded by the tag of hiphop breakers, and were also starting to expand to neighboring countries. They were relentless, and determined lot.
Just saw her, they stopped painting the wall, they exchanged a glance of understanding and began the walk from Challenge, lanky and fluid in time with the song that had the background.
M walked 'fast in the opposite direction, but the breakers were guappi gym, with the long lever and practiced basketball every day, in short princess surrounded the dark with their awkward presence as the stereo and the music was going in for distortion because of low batteries (in other circumstances would have been unacceptable, but the sight of the enemy was negligible).
Without even mentioning an exchange of views and jokes, they all in attack, leaving as the rules of the road required the initiative to M. M start 'immediately with his weapon of choice and more 'lethal: the look depressed. He squeezed his eyes blue and cold and chaste 'the spell, the first hiphop breakers try' to defend itself with a $ controincantesimo of flow, thereby countering the wave of depression with the illusion of easy money, but to no avail. He had to sit down to withstand the wave of depression, M take this opportunity to remove the teeth (including one with a fake diamond and a covered with foil) with a kick, which left him 'numb. It was the time of the second breaker, which begins 'to cast an evil Yo, the idea was to then find it sympathetic to corrupt it, but M, who had expected this move expected, replies' Sexy Dark look with a +1, driving up the second of those who are poor un'arrapo half 'way between the desire of the forbidden and sadomasochism thrust: the subsequent erection of the free' blood to the brain, reducing it in a catatonic state immediate, and leaving him lying on the ground following a handful of M that follow 'the spell.
At that point, with two companions down and the batteries running low, the third had a moment of indecision, then I think about it 'and decided that he could not tolerate a leak in front of a dark and attack' with a classic and very gangsta pugnazzo nose. M was thin and quick, shy 'and detachment' from the neck to the ankh, with which shots' in the head, leaving him in pain on the ground.
resumed his purse, watch 'with contempt on the ground and the three wheezing as a sign of defiance and sfreggio before they mark' with the spray, change 'the tags that were drawing and editing' with her, then took off the tape from their stereo and replace 'with which he had with him. Magically the music that came out 'was no longer' distorted, and walking into the twilight I leave 'behind the music of The Cure's' Drowing man'. M
often wandered to his district, despite the continuing threat of hiphop breakers, but he loved that sense of desolation that the district could send it, it was so ' in line with its humor and worldview that he could not help it. The night went on the television antenna that dominated the neighborhood and threw looks depressed and very disappointed that the scene he saw, but at the same time was reinforced by that bleak vision. The city 'was under the control breakers, hiphop, was an unequal struggle and impossible, but she resisted like all the dark princesses who are respected.
descended from the antenna and start 'home, was a nice walk, it began to rain.
After a few kilometers, but ', he realized that something was not normal: the road was deserted, as usual, but the lights of the buildings were all gone, the wind had ceased blowing and the road was completely silent. Suddenly, the earth began 'to shake, you begin to see some lights from a crossbar, and a step sounded upbeat' increasingly 'strong direction from the lights. M hid behind a car, and I look 'to see what was succendedo before deciding what to do. It took a little: hiphop brakes of an army was marching on a war footing, their shoulders the size of a tank truck with stereo super-professional, beyond the music db Consentino near airports, strobe lights and several hoes to make the contour . Seemed to be hunting, it appeared that someone tried. M was afraid. Appearance 'strobe lights that do not illuminate his position, then cast 'to an alley, then took another and another. Control 'is not followed, then rilassso' and seeking 'to understand where it was over. It was in an area of the district who did not know, even if it seemed impossible, a strange area, an area that seemed to have some more color in 'the rest of the area, but they were dark colors, but more dreary' net than usual. More 'run through those streets, more' to hear a sound initially set to become strong and thin, sound a song that was radically different rhythms and instruments in the sub pages obsessive crap spewed from the speakers of trucks carrying around the army of hip hop breakers.
Following the source of the sound, played 'a few times until you reach a dead shyly lit but with a flare at the bottom of most' strong, probably emanated from a store rimeva around the corner. Approached with caution ', the music was clearly Metal, had recognized the song, but still did not understand who would dare so' time with all the breakers that were around, dare to take the music in this deafening volume. He discovered 'soon: a muscular guy with curly long hair and the blacks stood in front of a huge graffiti, she was working on, and a stereo pumping the energy shabby guitars a frightening and violent riffs against the wall of sound. M was fascinated and could not 'move. The boy was beautiful, it was beautiful work, intent to finish his painting and concentrated on his work as if it were something more 'important in the world. The painting depicted a scene from hell with all the demons surprised dall'apparizzione of a beautiful woman. The details that he could paint with the spray were incredible, their faces distorted ideal of demons, hell itself seemed to have been photographed. After ten or more '
minutes the boy said "you can come out of there, little princess dark"
M was clearly caught off guard, but could not' do unless you follow the invitation and present 'in front of him. They looked into my eyes, both deep blue and smiled. M found himself 'unable to sustain the gaze, and turned to painting.
"not afraid of hiphop breakers? If you know you're tagging their neighborhood in this manner will take revenge on a cruel and deadly "
" the hiphop breakers are weaklings who do not know anything about graffiti, it's music or good taste in clothes. Do not make me afraid "
" but many "
" the amount 'does not count. It 's the power that makes the difference, "said ilragazzo with a twinkle in his eyes.
"because, I have called dark princess "asked
M" is not 'true? "
" and how do you know? "
la garde 'in the eye and said," what does it matter how I know? There are spells that do not know, little princess, spells that do not rely on the strength of the dark, but that rely on other energy sources. Spells that can break into any two army of idiots breakers, spells that can open the sky, but also spells that let you see in the night and who shines in the night like a princess. "Accompanying the last word said with a nod of the head facing toward M.
M, perhaps for the first time in my life, blushed '. Looking for a way out, I watch ' again, the graffiti "missing face, to your angel"
"still have not found the angel I want to draw ..."
before he could finish the sentence was interrupted by a loud noise coming from behind them. The boy stood in front of M to shield them from the road while she came out she had followed all four hiphop breakers catenoni loads and full of solid gold.
'well, well, we found two pigeons, and pigeons: the famous rebel, and that bitch dark "
without saying a word, the boy picked up a guitar he had near the stereo, with unprecedented violence Out' a deal that almost physically was formed 'from instrument, to sail slowly towards the group brakers. Just joined them, and they were thrown twenty yards back bumping into a garbage can, worthy end of SIFF individuals. The boy put down the guitar in its case, and as if nothing had happened began to paint with the spray.
"go home, others might come tonight and 'big game'
" are looking for you, "asked M
look at her, smiled and answered without answering.
M took his stuff and was about to leave, then you turn 'to greet the boy and the preceding "if you will, tomorrow night, you can wipe over here" he said pulling an audio cassette. "Follow the notes of second song, starting from the main road will lead you here. Posassi I would like for me, little princess dark "
M smiled, nodded and went 'back home.
The next day, he felt strange and looked at the clock with inistenza, cursing the slow progress in moving towards the appointment time. He decided to leave early, he wanted to control the situation and see if there were consequences to the raid last night. The situation seemed normal in his house and no breakers hiphop was in sight. He walked 'towards the main road, determined to get to the more' early and trying to avoid any unnecessary conflict. He was forced to leave behind a pair of young breakers, not even had a beard and did not know the lyrics by heart. Were devastated by a magical child, a Romantic Curse reversed that made them fall madly in love with each other in the belief that they were not paid. I let them 'droop while the spray Tagged' a nearby wall and then travels to its destination.
Raggiungse the main road, put the headphones with the cassette that the boy had given her and begin 'to set out. Following the pace, was taken to turn right and left six or seven times, and eighth place saw the alley where yesterday's hip hop breakers had been thrown against the wall by the young rebel. There was no more ' no trace of them. Approached with caution, disappointed not to hear any notes come from the place where he was painting the graffiti. Then came 'to turn the corner, overlooking' and what 'she saw made her have a shot to his bleeding heart: the boy was not there and the painting had been smeared. Hell was full of scantily clad dancers, and the devil had sunglasses and a white dress chanteuse, and the angel that dominated the center of the painting had been replaced by a black woman busty showing how proud he could spread the thighs. M
discover 'desperate. Startin 'to look, but there was a trail that could reveal the fate of the boy. I watch ' within each bin, behind every door, but nothing. It was only the creaking sudden appeared behind him to stop: Jones was the fool with his shopping cart, there was everything in there 'that he possessed. Jones lived in the street, and while playing old folk songs at will without regard to the curfew imposed by the breakers, was never touched by anyone, everyone seemed to respect that old fool, who mumbled unintelligible words followed by slow and repetitive melodies. It was rumored around that he was a great magician Folk in ruins, and though no one had ever seen anything cast, however, was left alone most of the time
"and so 'dark and the princess' in search of Prince's metal, eh? "
" you know where I can find? "
" I was here when they came to pick him up. There was the big MC himself, draws an impressive fight. At least three hundred breakers arrived following their leader, who surprised the boy with a sonic spell very difficult, and 'able to say in 1000 words a minute, the boy did not hold to that, and it' passed out. They took him away, I do not know where "
" how do I find? "Asked M
" find? Girl, some breakers are powerful, have access to levels of power that you can not imagine. Control the world, what do you think? Do you think the trash that would sing some kind of happened if people were not under one of the most 'powerful spells ever chaste? The MC of this neighborhood and 'very powerful and I know that he casts a spell of protection to hide the place of imprisonment of the boy even to the ancient magic as mine. You have no hope. "
" there must be a way to break the spell, "she said in tears
M Jones scratched's greasy hair, almost like he was thinking.
'really' there would be, but it 's dangerous and very difficult "
" tell me what to do "
Jones smiled and said," the neighborhood and' tag was invaded by the breakers, but the tags are not mere signs to glorify its presence in the place, but real magic runes. Some of these are part of the spell of protection, if you have any hope of breaking the magic, you have to draw against a spell over every rune "
" but how do I distuguere tags runic than normal? "
" can not be ', then all you ritaggarle "
" but it' s impossible !!!!!!" scream 'M.
"no, not 'impossible,' difficult. But it 's the only way. Goodbye Little Princess Dark, you expect a long and fraught with difficulties'. Have faith in your magic, Be confident and determined. Your tragic love story might one day turn into reality '"
stood still while M Jones accompanied his carriage to a distant road. He did not have much choice. He took the spray out of the bag and begin 'his mission.
