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The Moon's ShadowProlouge
The screams and pain of the fallen angels could be heard through the town. The humans had shown no mercy. They went like savage beasts wanting to kill us all. My daughter clenched my leg, I had been surrounded. Three figures wearing identical uniforms had come out of the blue. By the look in their eyes I knew they wanted to commit bloody murder. I looked more closely and could see that they were actually my kind and when I had looked even closer I could see the eyes of the possessed men. This explained it all, the traitor who had left must have used his powers to turn the war into a civil war. I didn't want to kill but i had to survive another day to protect those close to me. In a swift movement I had beheaded two already. The last survivor of the three stared at me with eyes wide, but then suddenly his aura....it had shot like many earthquakes. The next couple seconds I no longer have memory of. Whenever I think of that day I remember seeing those three uniformed men and a g
A Little Storyp1 My Script
Sabrina/Rene: A girl who gas super power and well is trying to contoll them. She is in high school,and is 14, She would be popular if she wanted to. But nobody knows shes rich sept for her friends.Duh. She has a crush on Shadow. She is indepent friend. She loves to play eltric guitar.She is sweet, charming,funny,kind,helpful,independent and well she sticks up for herself. Also is smart.
Gracene of Sabrina's friends very kind hearteed friend. She has super powers too. She well has a crush on Miles,and is also 14 and goes to the same high school.She jjjjjjjjjjust lves to play piano. She is ,well people call her geek.But she does not mind. Any way she is kind-hearted,smart,friendlly,charming,andhelpfull.
Ki-Ki:Unlike other little sisters,Ki-Ki is well not annoying at all.She
LatreuophobiaI wash off sick-sweet orange lipstick in front of a mirror as dusty as gothic romances. It tastes like oblivion, that is to say, like nothing my tongue can detect.
The door opens with a creak no private restroom could emulate. Some chick with blue bobbed hair and smeared eyeliner. I looked like that once. Ten years ago.
Getting the beer out of my hair is harder. Some men just can't take it when I'd rather they not kiss my feet or call me an angel or-
“Dayum girl, you look like a goddess.”
I gulp, taste of acid.
Vanguard, Chapter 1: DuncanDuncan's Journal: Day 1288
I consider myself a good man. I respect women, elders, my equals, and the dead. I say a morning prayer, and an evening one. Hell, I even thank the gods for a meal, instead of immediately chowing down in the voracious manner as the other soldiers here do. By all logical means, I should be in paradise. No really, not just because I'm a good man, but also because I should be dead by now. So I ask myself: why, oh gods up there, have I ended up in hell?
1288 days. 1288 days of my life have been spent in this misery, and I'm beginning to lose faith in the glory I was promised. Some of the rookies still live in their ignorant bliss, but I've lived long enough to realize that there's not much glory to find here. “Sing the songs of glory and march into battle—-join The Crusade today!”. Such were the words of the posters The Crusade has spread all over The Mortal Realm. Gullible fools practically stand in line for these songs of glory that th
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