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The World Needs a Hero IIThe fate sisters cackle out loud, taking a kind of twisted pleasure in their work. "Sisters, I have one. He's fading out rather quickly." one sister calls out and holds up a piece of thread. "Dear sister, there is one every second." one sister replies. "That's the best part though!" the third sister yells and cackles shrilly. The first sister produces a pair of scissors and proceeds to cut the thread. "What's this? It won't cut!" she exclaims. "Let me see that." the second sister says and grabs the thread and scissors. She cuts and snips at the thread. "By the Gods, why won't this wretched thing cut!" The second sister yells, infuriated. SheThe World Needs a Hero II


Framing ArmageddonHe had fought so long, but still it was coming, he could feel it. He's passing up another chance to go home. But either way it'll happen. And if he goes home, he could never forgive himself for bringing it to his family. He's watched it for months, that white hot cluster of stars falling toward this already scarred planet. But this was different, he could feel something sinister coming with this, like an omen...an omen that only he seems to notice. 'How can nobody not notice?' he asks himself over and over again. Memories flood his thoughts. "Alastor? Alastor dear? Are you listening to me?" a voice floats to his ears. He feels a tickleFraming Armageddon


Framing Armageddon continuedThe heat seemed to be growing more intense as the world grows black. 'Why? Can't everything just go back to the way it was...?' he thinks to himself, his conciousness(sp?) fully giving out. "Hello? Is anyone there?" he asks into the darkness. A light from above shines done on him. "Alastor. It's coming." a robed figure says as it emerges from the darkness. Alastor jumps away from it and puts up his guard. "What's coming?" he replies. "Destiny...it's coming for you. It's coming to claim you, it's going to make you the martyr of the new generation." the figure replies. "I don't believe in destiny. Only the weak do." Alastor replies. "If yFraming Armageddon continued


Zombie Story, fan-fic I guess.I try to stand up, but my foot slides and I fall face first into the mud. I grab onto a cable coming down from the roof and I pick myself up off the ground, stuggling to maintain my footing as I slowly pull myself up. Lightning flashes and illuminates the whole area. Bodies lie torn to pieces and other still whole but missing limbs. I lean against the wall and look over at the guy leaning there. I ask him if he's got any ammo left. He doesn't answer me. I touch his shoulder. His lifeless body falls foreward and hits the mud with a dull splat. I grab him and flip him over. Upon searching his body I find only a grenade. 'Damn,' I think to myselZombie Story, fan-fic I guess.


From The Beginning .untitled. 'They watched as I fell. Capturing my end with their eyes and letting it fade from their lips just as quick as the fall ended.' The thoughts of an outcast upon reaching the otherside and looking back.From The Beginning .untitled.
"Danny, get down you dumbass!" A voice calls out to me as a strong grip pulls me into a trench. Reality sets in and I realise that war is happening all around me.
"What the hell were you thinking? Ya gotta deathwish or somethin'?!" The voice says to me, sounding so distant. "Don't we all?" I reply with a smirk.
"Man, you worry me sometimes. Ya get that look your brother used to get before he di


Pain Killers 18A mysterious woman walks into a room dimly lit by candles. She sits in a chair in front of a large desk. "What is the status of the event?" she asks in a concerned voice. "It was a near failure. I never counted on the outside presence." he replies with a passionless tone. In a more deeply concerned voice she asks, "Is there something wrong?" A tear streams down his face as he raises his eyes to meet hers. "Very much so, I had to sacrifice my son. He fell trying to destroy what I have worked so hard to create." he stands and walks over to a window overlooking a world covered in a passive, gentle blue light. "Is all this wrong? Having I been waPain Killers 18


CarelessI can hear the careless whisper of the strings Of what is ripping through my heart Another empty promise left destroying me As you walk away againCareless
It's what's coming undone The cords of another memory haunting me As your face speaks to me Verses that you never spoke


Pain Killers 17Two Days LaterPain Killers 17
Orchid walks into the building and walks down a few corridors and then stops in front of a pile of rubble. She drops all of her paper work and runs down the hall and gets onto the elevator. Thaxton leans back into his chair and puts his feet up on his desk. "And that's the plan gentlemen." A man stands up in the back of the room, "Do you think you can scare us with your idle threats? Why would we surrender our lands to you?" he stares at Thaxton, squinting a little. " I do not intend on scaring you. Either you surrender your lands willing or they will be destroyed." "Mr. Thaxton, surely you jest. How could yo


Pain Killers 14'I'm so sick of living on my knees and dying on my feet at the same time. This life is not what I imagined for myself. Things are so fucked now. My memory is putting holes in it's self. I can't recall what really happened then...I'm beginning to believe it's my fault for all of this. I would free myself from this, but I have no idea if they are still alive or not. And even if I did try to escape, I don't think I could make it through Thaxton. He's plotting some thing, something disastrous and I feel like I am a major part of it. Will there be a salvation for me when this is over? Where will go? Will I have something to go to? If so, where? WiPain Killers 14
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