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BlackJackI can't believe it. My Jack, the one I was betrothed to... the one I loved...with another girl.
A human girl.
Hopping closer to the window, I peer into the shockingly bright room. Where, standing in the middle, is a shockingly bright girl… and my betrothed. Why was he with her, anyway? He doesn't love that girl. He loves me, right? Right?
With a flash of magic, I leave the place, departing the happy scene in which my dark form did not belong.
That girl will die. That girl will die for taking my Jack.
"April!" Jack cries out, leaping towards her limp form, dark against the bright pinks and whites of the kitchen.
He sweeps her up, and shakes her shoulders.
Her eyes flutter open, but only slightly.
"Jack...? Jack, is that you?" Her voice is light and fluttery, as if she has no energy to speak.
He puts his hand against the small of her back, attempting to hold her up.
Her back is warm and...wet. He draw
You could have said the day was beautiful - MiegoMia shouldn't have let him go alone. She knew it wasn't safe.
She'd been spending all day deciding whether to go down to the courts, spy on the conversation, make sure nothing bad happens. With a brisk nod of head, she strode out of her apartment.
She'd looked away for a second, a second.
The red-headed girl was standing over the convulsing man, a devilish grin spread across her features.
Time had stopped her.
Mia couldn't move. The person she loved was dying, right there, right in front of her. But she couldn't move. She couldn't run to him, hold him in her arms, couldn't tell him she was sorry, sorry for not saving him when she could have-
The red head looked up, her big brown eyes staring right into Mias own. Gasping, she ducked down from the window she was peering through.
After what seemed like ages, she looked back up.
The devil girl had gone, leaving a motionless man lying in his own blood and coffee. Swirls of bitter black mixed with the red of blood painting his body w
Elven Tales: Aurora and Chai - Ch 8
Aurora walked briskly up the worn path, leaving a yawning Chai to catch up with her.
"We should be nearing a village soon. We can stay there for a while, before heading off again." He told her, jogging slightly to keep up.
She raised an eyebrow but didn't look at him. "And you know this how..?"
He stretched again. "Because that's where I live when I'm not travelling."
"You mean when you're not wreaking havoc." She corrected, eyebrows knitting together.
He grinned and let out a boisterous laugh before his face turned serious again. "They don't take too kindly to water elves, yanno. They've all had pretty bad experiences with them."
She looked at him then, with her piercing grey-eyed stare. "I can take care of myself."
He raised an eyebrow."Sure you can, sis."
"Well." she stated matter-of-factly. "At least I didn't get knocked into a river by a minotaur in the first, you know, minute of fighting." she shrugged, a smug smile on her face. "But you know, what ever you say."
I don't knowThe demon girl stepped through the castle doors, glancing nervously around her.
Today would be the first day she gets to see the Ace of her kingdom and be knighted the Ten of Hearts. She chewed her bottom lip, and fiddled with the ring on her finger. Everyone had said it was the greatest honour, becoming the Ten, but she couldn't help doubting their choice for her to become one of the Knighted. Before she knew it, she was there.
The Queens Quarters were beautiful. Gold laced everything she could see, cloth hung from the ceiling, covering everything in fine layers of silk. Shining red rubies and other gems she had never seen before glinted at her from every angle.
Nervously, she scraped her crimson coloured hair back, suddenly feeling inferior in her drab finery.
"So you were the one the public chose, correct?" A voice sounded behind her.
The demon turned to see another woman standing amongst the draperies and curtains.
"Um...Yes it would seem so." The girl straightened at the appearanc
Elven Tales: Chai and Aurora - Ch 7
The morning reached uneventfully.
A harsh white light cast it's self through the frost covered branches of the bare leafed tree. Aurora woke up with a start, the light poring into her eyes as she frantically covered her face with her damp sleeve. She sat up, looking around with unfocused eyes as she attempted to remember her location. And then she stopped. And then she looked down the trunk of the tree.
"Chaaaaaai!" she yelled, jumping down the tree, landing as carefully as she could from such a height. "Didn't I tell you to wake me up?" she paused, noticing that Chai was still asleep. "DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO WAKE ME UP?!" she yelled, as she grabbed him by the front of his shirt. Aurora wasn't a morning person.
Chai was still in la-la land, even after that. "W- Will you be my frieeee-" Aurora slapped him across the cheek, enough to sting, but not hard enough to leave a mark. "Holy smufgurble!" he shot up, nearly headbutting Aurora as he woke. "Owwww, what was that for?"
"What... was... t
Elven Tales: Aelelean and Vanya - Prologue
The well walked route to the town hall was desert, though that was to be expected at such an absurd time in the morning. The full moon was low in the sky, casting a cold light onto the frost covered rooftops.
A lone figure walked out of one of the houses, clad in green leather armaments. He yawned loudly, breaking the eerie silence. He had light blonde hair that was neatly brushed, and cerulean blue eyes, though they were framed with dark circles. He had spent the night researching into illnesses, though he knew there was no need. His mother had fallen ill to the same ailment that Aurora had, and Aurora had recovered. It didn't stop him from worrying though.
Aelelean was on the way to his job, which was handing out missions to the more powerful water elves. He was one of the weakest, which had caused him to get a job similiar to what a civilian would have.
It didn't bother him though. The heirarchy system was madness to him, and the less dangerous missions he had to go on, the better.
Elven Tales: Aurora and Chai - Ch 6
Slowly Chai opened his eyes, dazzled slightly by the frosty winter sunset. The vapour of clouds looked like smoke against the dim orange light. He sat up slowly, Rubbing the bruising the ice had caused, and peered around him.
As he thought, he began to slowly remember the events that had happened. He vaguely remembered the Minotaur, and winced as he remembered being hit by that mace. His whole body felt numb with cold but he knew that it was really going to smart later. He shivered so decided to build a fire, the flames leaped from his hand and licked at the wood. He stared into the flames, trying to recollect his memories.
"You're awake!" A voice sounded behind him.
Aurora stood there, looking rather dishevelled, yet relief flooded her face. A small fox was draped over her shoulder.
"That I am." He rubbed his head and looked around. "What exactly happened?"
Auroras face turned hard, but she still couldn't hide the look of utter relief as she sat down next to him. "You're such an idiot
Death and LoveHe slumped against the wall as the pain flamed up his arm. He grasped at it desperately, trying to stem the blood flowing freely from the wound. His eyesight had begun to blur, and his eyelids felt heavy. He knows he'll die here. In the deserted alleyway in this grungy city, away from loved ones. Away from everything. He tried to stable his breathing. Inhale, exhale. Inhale Screw it. He thought. He embraced the pain, let go of his arm. He wanted to keep his dying thoughts on something happy. He thought of his sister, far away now, living in the lap of luxury. He thought of his friends and the feelings he felt when he played the guitar for them, up on stage. The amazing electric feeling of preforming up there, where everyone wants to hear his music, his soul.
Finally, he thought of her. The tone of her quiet voice, that shuffle she does with her feet when upset about something. That look she gave him when he wouldn't do as she said. The sad grey of her eyes. The joy he felt
Elven Tales: Chai and Aurora - Ch 5
Snow crunched under their feet as they walked down the frosty path to their next destination, the human city which Chai's sister was being held. Aurora was a few steps behind Chai, glaring at the back of his head, rubbing her hands together until he stopped unexpectedly. Aurora frowned, walking up to where Chai was and looking at what he was staring at. It was a set of fresh tracks, large, deep, and Aurora was grinning like a psychopath, slight giggles escaping her lips.
Chai stared her with a bewildered expression. "What is wrong with you?"
Aurora straightened up. "Well, Chai, you see, these are minotaur tracks!" The look on his face showed no sign of realisation, and his eyes raised slightly in question. "Minotaurs! You know, the big bull headed hoofed hairy human bodied axe and mace wielding creatures!? The ones that if you kill, your heart's desire comes true, am I ringing any bells? We learned it in school about fifteen times!"
"Well I didn't exactly get to have less
Enter JaguarSamus Aran made her way through the jungle like area she was at. The Bounty Hunter was on a planet and exploring it as she had taken up the Bounty that had been placed here. The woman clad in her armor looking around the jungle scenery and at what was before her as many types of plants and fauna not seen
A strange creature had been seen and had terrorized a nearby town. A beast that was said to tear through even blasters and metal with no difficulty as all attempts to capture it had failed with some dead.
Normally Samus wouldn’t have bothered with it but business had been rather slow as of late and The Space Pirates latest plot had been foiled and stopped so she had taken it up. Part of her curious to see what exactly it was that was attacking.
She made her way through the jungle when the scanners on her suit picked up something. She turned and hoisted her cannon arm ready to fire if something showed up. She looked on at her scanners watching them so they could detect anything le
WIP STORY: Extinguishing The TruthExtinguishing The Truth
"You have got to be kidding me! This cannot be happening.." The hood of my vehicle pumped out smoked that intoxicated the area, thrusting out of the car door as I was forced into a coughing fit. Lifting the hood only to consumed by the thick fog knowing I was either hiking it back home or finding some civilization nearby which was sounding pretty impossible at the time since I had been tracking a one way for who knows how many miles to visit an out of town friend. Disgruntled and impatient, looking around my remote location to spot a burnt down wooden house in a field, oddly enough it was the only patch of open land I've seen since the trip began. Thinking there was any life around, I began treading towards the building; death consumed the wildlife that surrounded the two storied building, it was beauty in its own but something didn't feel quite right as if it hid secrets no one desired to explore. "H-Hello? Anybody here?"
MGM Gate 1 (Part 10)
Lucas and Hanz heard them and responded. Then within moments they heard a fleet of police cars coming nearer. Drifting around the curves, they could hear their tires skidding on the concrete roads. As they looked, from both the back of the zoo and the front. They could see the brilliant-rays of their, blue and red lights, in the night sky. Then next, they saw their lights revolving upon the roof of their cars, from a block away. They saw all the police cars encircling the ambulance. They watched them, turn after turn, drifting, tires screaming, until they drove, flying into the front of the zoo.
They hopped out of the car and began running inside. The paramedics jumped out with the stretcher and they started rushing into the zoo. At once, Maxi, Hanz and Patrick began to show all of them the way to where Mary's body laid. "Oh snap!!!" Lucas cried. He just realized that they would need to get into the lions exhibit to get the victims body. Lucas screamed in a whisper,
The ViperA cat was watching television in the morning. His wife was out to hunt some food for them.
Except for the TV, the house was quiet and empty with no signs of life, other than the cat. He was glad that he had some private time of his own. As much as he loved his wife, she would usually be the one to make him hunt.
As the feline enjoyed his favorite show, the telephone rang. He was curious as to who would call so early in the morning. He reached for the phone.
Before he could say a word, a male voice said, "This is the Viper. I'll be at your house in about an hour." The man hung up.
The cat was puzzled. He didn't remember a "Viper" in his life. He assumed that it was a harmless prank that his wife was planning to pull off. The feline went back to watching his show.
About a few minutes later, the phone rang again. The cat picked it up, expecting whoever was calling to be his wife.
It was the man from before. "This is the Viper again. I'm sorry that I'm taking so long." The person calling h
Trapped (232 Words) “I'm not trapped. I’ll be free eventually.” I told myself. The door blared at me while I continued pushing it, trying to free myself. “I'm not trapped. I’ll be free eventually.” I repeated.
I was only coming here to get some food for my friends. It had been seven months since we’d seen our parents, we didn't know if they were dead or alive. We waited in our homes for 2 weeks, hoping they’d return before we gave up and tried to survive on our own. But with every other adult trying to ‘rescue’ us, it was hard to not give up. At least we've survived this long without being taken prisoner. Until today. “I'm not trapped. I’ll be free eventually.”
Finally, a heard a voice. “Liz? Where are you?”
I replied, shouting as loud as I could through the strong metal door. I could hear her tugging on the door, forwards and backwards trying to
OW: Don't Trust the DuskSeveral hours after the nightmare Emily had, she decided to uncurl herself and walk the memories of the first dream she'd ever had. She had just walked, and soon found herself in the graveyard. It was a place of solace to her, but she heard no voices. Unusual. They must have sensed she did not want to be bothered, and so they kept to themselves.
Her silent steps carried her towards the middle of the graveyard, gently sitting on the stone bench she normally sat upon.
It wasn't until several minutes later that she realized she had been humming the lullaby that Thane had been singing while under the influence of the enchanted candy. And she stopped.
Chuckling dryly, he slips his hands into his pockets and approaches her slowly, appraising her with his eyes. "To think? Well, at least someone besides myself does that here. Forgive my rudeness, but what is your name? And why choose such a dreary to think? The woods are a far better place to do so, supposing what's in there doesn't eat you."
Orca's last battle part 3Orca’s battle part 3
Whirlpool set down the spears behind the shades of Coral. The pavilion was cover in different shades of color which made for easy spots to hide anything even traps. Whirlpool then flicked his tail:” There everything is done.” He then stretched his wings and took to the air. He thought to himself:” I know Queen Coral should have been expecting this to happen but why did I feel guilty for doing this?” He snarled and pushed the thought away:” No Queen Coral has ruled foolishly long enough, it’s time that Orca and I take our place; I’ll finally be more than just a plain writer’s assistant and be king like I deserve to be.” He started to land as he saw the flat part of the pavilion. Nearby Gill had arrived and surveyed the area for any approaching enemies. Although there was no hostility between the tribes, Gill hated to be caught off guard. He didn’t trust the tribes and rather be safe than s
Mental.pre-view of 'Mental.' (a story im writing)
Ok, so, about a month ago. I was in town walking home from a local bar at about 10:13pm, It was dark near the outskirts and my friends had ditched me for the popular people. Its funny the way that school and life outside of it are both equally as cruel. My feet ached and my head was pounding hard from a constant buzzing at the back of my brain wich never seemed to want to go away, it was worse when I was drunk or stressed. In the distance I could see a fuzzy yellow-ish light pooling onto the cold wet road. Did I mention that it was raining? No I didnt think so. This town was over run with psycotic farmers who claim the devil runs wild on their fields, they say that it
“ate the front 'alf o my prized cow” and that it “hovers by the window, starin' right inta my eyes it does, then it god damn gone an vanished.”
most people say 'your just drunk' or 'stop it with the drugs dude they arnt helpin you'.
But I belive them. I kn
AwakeShe was in the middle of a dessert. It was morning, or at least she thought, the sky was bright blue and the sand a beautiful yellow but the sun was nowhere to be found; not a bead of sweat on her for she felt no heat. The wind blew, steady and gently but gave no sound. The clouds looked alive and beautiful but, eerily still.
How did she get here she wondered.
She looked behind and around herself only to find no footsteps; no indication of where she came from or the direction she was heading. Around her was nothing but dessert; the rise and fall of hills meeting with the great endlessness of the sky. She began to walk in the direction she was facing with the lack of a better option. Her eyes stayed on the horizon.
“It’s beautiful here...” she thought to herself as her mind began to wonder in the vast, open terrain. She remembered loving such places, peaceful and quiet; she doesn’t really remember why, however.
She can’t seem to remember a lot right now.
The shadow of the fairThe atmosphere was immense, but also slightly suffocating, temperamental joy spiralling in the air. Children, running, skipping, pounding. Everywhere was lit up by millions of coloured lights, but the sky remained dark and foreboding. The many different fumes of the shining stalls danced in swirls of air, making mouths water with delight. The fair had come alive, and it wouldn't stop until the sun rose.
A man pushed his way through the bustling crowd, alone. He wore a long dark cloak, which covered his whole form; the only thing you could see was his sparkling green eyes under his hood. Although his eyes glittered, it was not with happiness. Finally, the man came to an empty spot where he would not be seen. He pulled down his hood and slowly looked around. Long brown hair tumbled down way past his shoulders, tied up into a ponytail.
Sighing, he walked though the abandoned bit of the fair, looking at the wasted rides, the ones who had seen too much fun. He sat down on a bench and looked
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