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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
Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
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