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A poem by VShe was my everything.
She was my world.
The reason I lived and Breathed.
To inhale the sweet sense of her
She smelled of the the garden.
Of outside and old books.
she taught me, many things
I was worth it.
I am me,
not everyone is perfect.
I thought she was.
She was sweet and kind.
She was beautiful.
And then I learned.
I am far from perfect.
I remember, walking home
into those doors, prepared
to see her smiling face.
And what I saw,
chilled me to the bone.
Like a flower, raising its petals
to the sun,
just after a spring storm.
Rain drops, fell down,
that sweet porcelain face.
White as the purest rose,
rain fell down,
pass rose red lips,
down, following the curve of her chin,
and dropping free,
landing with a quiet splat
on the wooden floor beneath us.
As graceful as a flower,
she turned, and sat on the chair,
facing away from me.
Like a rose, falling off the bush.
My little Rose,
sat, wilting on the petals,
and I realized,
I had caused rain t
a Look at Vallery Bents from Edvard SnipeI look at her now, tall, slim, her hair tied up to prevent it from going into her face, matured, make-up, walking arm in arm with Jason, and all I can do, is think, of all the time that has passed.
I still remember the day when John and I found her in that alley. Torn clothing, hair hanging loose, bruised and battered, only ten years old.
I remember the look on John's face, when he fell in love. Not romantic love, that was proven when he pulled her into his life as his partner and daughter.
I remember I didn't like her, her cocky attitude, how she seemed to know exactly what to say to get me mad.
And then she would fight back, until John yelled at us both.
I remember how well she got along with Stephanie, they were friends no matter the age difference.
Vallery I noticed wearing make up then.
She looked nice. But she still annoyed the hell out of me,
She managed to prove her own on Paul's farm. Fighting till near death. Showing she could help others as well, as looking after
The Scarecrow and The Artist Chapter 6She sat there for what might have been an hour.
April had moved her chair behind the professor to watch what he was doing. It had been slightly scary, especially when she had first moved, he had yelled at her.
After deciding she wasn't going to do anything, he had let her watch. Most of it had been boring, but every once and a while, there would be a small reaction with the chemicals, a color change, a small vapour, once there was an explosion of bubbles.
"You're breathing down my neck again." He snapped.
April leaned back again, only to lean forward to see what he was doing.
There was a knock on the door and they both turned. The Riddler stood in the doorway. He looked at the two of them, before clearing his throat. "The news in on."
Professor Crane placed the vials back, tiding up the small space. He took the small key to unlock the shackle and stood. April watched as he unlocked the chain, nut instead of the one around her ankle, he unlocked the one around the table leg.
Both he and
Kill Them AllKill Them All
Watch Them Burn
Fuel The Fire
Laugh With Hate
Feel The Joy
Hear Them Scream
Love Their Fear
Reject Their Hand
Kill Them All
The scarecrow and the Artist chapter 5Jonathan turned around in his seat to take a look at their captive. She was laying with her head on the desk, pencil falling out of her hand, and snoring slightly.
He sighed and pulled his mask off, and ran his fingers through his hair. It was about time she stopped crying, they didn't kidnap people, Jervis and Eddie had only kidnapped people before, Jervis had kidnapped Alice and Eddie had kidnapped Mockridge, but neither of their victims had cried or had a mental breakdown.
Jon had put up with many breakdowns, but he was always gone before they recovered. This April girl had them out of their comfort zones. Far out of their comfort zones.
After ruining his mixtures, he had decided he disliked her, but then she had managed to insult Eddie and earn sympathy from Jervis, he decided, he didn't know what to think.
He was jarred from his thoughts as the pencil fell from her hand to the floor. He bent over to pick it up, wondering what she had been doing with it. He turned back to his work
The Scarecorw and The Artist Chapter 4April opened her eyes, feeling her sinus throbbing. She blinked, wooden panels blocked her view, and she realized that she was sitting with her head on a desk.
Being calmer with out the constricting ropes, she sat up. She moved her neck, her shoulders, extended her and bent her abdomen, seeing no damage.
Then she remembered the cold around her ankle. She looked at her foot and her eyes widened at the sight of an iron shackle around her ankle.
She blinked. They had chained her to the table leg. "They chained me to the table..?" she whispered to herself. She slammed her head down on the desk's hard surface. "I'm chained to a table. I'm kidnapped, chained to a desk, locked in a room, kidnapped." She repeated. "I've been kidnapped, kidnapped by three men men, INSANE men!"
"Wrong!" A voice said behind her. She whirled around to see who had spoken.
The Riddler sitting crossed legged on the bed, his hands steepled over his cane and his head resting on them. "Insanity, is a mental di
The Scarecrow and The Artis chapter 3April groaned and opened her eyes.
Her head hurt so much that her vision was blurry. She lowered her head, the action slow and heavy as if she was moving through water
She went to move her arms to cradle her head, but something restrained her.
She blinked, bringing the room into focus. She sat facing a wall, so she craned her neck to take a look around.
The room was small and cluttered. An unmade bed sat in one of the corners of the room, while the rest of the walls were lined with desks. Some desks were bare, others stacked with paper, and others filled with lab equipment. Beakers, vials, burners containers, some with powders and chemicals, while one or two had a label stating compressed gas.
A chalkboard took up one wall and the rest had paper thumb tacked to it. Both covered in equations, diagrams, notes and scribbles that made no sense to April.
She was sitting at one of the bare desks, tied down with a rope over her arms and torso. She started panicking when she remembered the thr
TAAOJAD CH 6 Skulduggery, Sherlock, Harry and JohnFour men sat at the kitchen table playing a card game. Each one had something in common. They all were detectives. And they all wore fedoras, suits and trench-coats. Although, each one had something particular about them.
One of them, his fedora was short, sitting at a jaunty angle, with a wide brim. His suit wasn't expensive, almost as if, it was just a work suit. His trench coat, perfectly normal say for a few patches on the elbows
His name, was Detective John Bones.
Another, his fedora was tall with a short brim, pushed back on his head. His suit and coat, was old fashioned like, with small tears around the seams.
His name, was Inspector Sherlock Holmes.
The third, wore a finely tailored suit and lose trench coat, covered in mysterious stains, best quality. His fedora short but with a wide brim, pulled down over his eyes.
His name, Detective Skulduggery Pleasant.
The final man, wore a suit, that was almost blast to pieces, and full of burned holes. His pants were in-fact replaced by
The Scarecrow and The Artist Chapter 2The three men looked down at the flailing and screaming girl that the Scarecrow had just fear gassed.
Jonathan Crane looked back at his colleagues. The Riddler and The MadHatter stood behind him. Edward Nygma watched as the girl starred at nothing, green eyes filled with unseen terror. He gave a small disturbed shudder.
"This wasn't part of the plan." Jervis Tetch commented.
He looked from the girl to Jon. "What do we do with her?"
"Leave her." Edward said, grabbing Jon's upper arm. "The screaming will attract someone."
Jon shook out of Edward's grip. "No. It's only a mild dosage. It'll ware off within an hour or so. She could go the police" He looked back at the girl. "We'll kill her." He held out his hand. "Tetch, hand me your pistol."
Jervis went for the gun, but Edward stopped him. "No, that'll leave a bullet. They would track the bullet to the gun, and that's all the information The Bat needs before he'll be on our tail."
"We could always try strangulation." Jervis said, already k
The Princess Saves HerselfCisna Duchy, a princess of great royal status was quickly approaching her 21st birthday and upon be coming of age her father the King would step down and hand the crown and throne over to her as years of tradition dictated.
However, if Cisna was unable to make it to the coronation, her cousin Isara would then be made queen instead. Everyone thought the two cousins loved and got along with each other but deep down Isara badly wanted to become the next queen
On the eve of her coronation some bandits broke into the castle on the orders of Isara to kidnap Cisna.
Cisna who had dark long hair had just finished her bath and was settling down to go to sleep in her bed clad in her long dark pink dress robe with white thick socks and just as she was closing her eyes she heard a soft struggle outside her doors. As she got up the door to her bedroom opened and the bandits came rushing in with her maid bound and thickly gagged and held between one of their arms.
"No! Let her go!" Cisna cried
Blood, Sweat and Tears Ch 05
Blood Sweat and Tears Ch 05
Bertrand spent last night at Nadia’s place doing tons of activities with Nadia. Most of the time they spent watch TV together and play board games. It was a fun experience. It made him forget everything that happened before. The day ended with him training with Nadia.
Bertrand twisted and turned in his sleep, feeling uncomfortable. He’s sleeping on Nadia’s father’s bed. It could fit one person and that should give him enough space since he’s small, unless somebody was sleeping next to him. Besides that, he felt someone’s hands resting on top of his chest.
“Mm…,” He slowly opened his eyes and looked down through his groggy eyes. Yup, it’s a hand. It took him a few seconds to realize Nadia was beside him, sleeping. He didn’t recall her sleeping with him. “Oh….,”
“Hrmm….,” Nadia wrapped her arms around his body and pulled him towards her. Ber
Summer of Games #1WARNING:This series has weight gain and slob progression if you are not into this then don't read it
It was Tuesday and I got off the bus for the last time as a sophomore my summer has started and it'll be the best ever because my parents are traveling the world and I get the house all to myself. Plus they gave me a credit card that I can use for necessities only. I walk in the house enjoying the peace and quiet and I head over to the living room where my Xbox One, PS4, Alienware laptop, and yes even a Wii U sit. I plop down on my beanbag, put on my headphones, and turn on my Xbox and say to myself "Who's the cute gamer girl who's gonna dominate the virtual world? This girl Mercedes Vale." The first game of the summer is going to be none other than Destiny. I had spent who knows how many hours gaming when my stomach started to growl. So I finally took a break and ordered an extra large double cheese pizza thinking that it'll last me the week. While I was waiting my body fe
Deadpool vs. RED Team Prelude
Ray: Mercenaries, you pay them enough money or offer them a reward they can’t refuse and they will do everything in their power to put their brains on the floor.
Steel: And this is a first timer in two different ways. First off is that a veteran from last season is returning…
Ray: Deadpool, the Merc with a Mouth…
Steel: And the second first-time for us is that this is the first time a team fights a solo individual. That team is none other than the Teufort Mercs of “Team Fortress 2”.
Ray: Because each of the TF2 mercs brings a crapton of customizable weapons and gear, we will be using some standard gear and weapons/gadgets that are unique only to them.
Steel: He’s Ray and I’m Steel…
Ray: And it’s our job to analyze the weapons, armor, and skills of these combatants to find out who would win a DEATH BATTLE…
Kile and Gib Role-Play: Revenge 3
Kile felt like his life line just snapped and he swallowed at his tightening throat. "..... You... don't hate me too much... right?" he asked quietly, bringing his knees to his chest as he wobbled in the air.
Gib stood up from the floor and then flopped back onto the couch. "I don't hate you, but that doesn't mean I don't want some fun in having a little bit of payback. But..." Gib rubbed at his face. "...I can't think of a way of tormenting you that I'd enjoy. I mean, I don't want to taste or eat you. That's just going to make me sick."
Kile sighed relief that Gib wasn't thinking on tasting him, that was one of the worst things he hated about being small. But when it did happen, most of the time nobody tasted him for long because they said he tasted too salty or he tasted like cabbage. He never mentioned that though of course. "Then what? Whatever it is just get it over with so I can change out of my clothes. I don't like being in soggy clothing." he g
PromiseThe blue haired Hinako stood alone waiting for news of either her loves return or of his death. A storm raged at the old Uchiha Compound as she waited. She knew full well what was happening, no matter how hard she tried she could not convince Itachi to change his path.
"Itachi don't go, what will this solve?" The blue hair girl asked the onyx haired man next to him.
"I have to go, I am the one to set him on this path. I need him to see the truth." Itachi said his hand on her shoulder.
"But what about you? Your almost blind, you can't fight him." Hinako argued.
Itachi just smiled softly and embraced her, "I'm sorry, either you will see me again...or little Sasuke will have surpassed me. We all have a destiny."
"And mine is to be with you." Hinako stated refusing to let him go.
Itachi felt terrible about this but he had started this all of those years ago when he prevented the uprising of his clan. "Hinako....I'm sorry, but I have to do this." he calmly said brus
Attack on Prime ch8Eren let out a roar as he charged at the Female Titan. He pulled back his fist as he threw an uppercut, but the Female Titan dodged it at the last second. She then kicked Eren in the gut, causing him to cough up spit. Eren quickly recovered as he pushed the foot away to punch the Female Titan. She managed to dodge each punch as Eren's fist crashed into a tree.
Eren roared as the Female Titan ran away from him to herself more time for her arms to heal.
Levi's eyes slightly darkened as he saw the bodies of his now former squad. His stomach turned and his heart burned in anger and sadness as he saw the conditions of each body:
Eld's body in half, Gunther's hanging corpse, Oluo's broken body.
Levi stopped near a tree as he saw Petra's body, lying against a tree. Her blood stained the tree and face, while her eyes were completely colorless and void of life.
Levi simply blinked. It was just like Farlan and Isabel; they were all gone, and he couldn't do
Born This Way Ch. 3 Pt. 2Two hours had gone by since Dean had left, but Sam wasn’t worried. Not yet anyway. He convinced himself that it took a while to scout out the entire town’s sewage pipes. But when four hours passed and no Dean, Sam started to worry. It was dark now, the sun having set about an hour ago. Sam sighed, he wished he could go out and look for him. But knew that wasn’t an option.
He walked over to the phone perched up on the pillow and scrolled through the contacts, stopping when Dean’s name appeared. He was about to press the call button when he heard the door unlock and creak open. Sam turned around and seeing that it was Dean, relaxed and turned the phone off.
“Hey, you were gone awhile. Did you find anything?” Sam asked, trying to play off his earlier worry. Dean smiled.
“Yeah, sorry about that. The thing found me and knocked me a new one. Long story short though, I took care of it. Put a silver bullet through that sucker and took off,” Sam f
Prelude: Fa Mulan vs Chai Xianghua
AnataFan: In Ancient China, women proved that they were just as formidable in combat as their male counterparts. Now, two of China's most legendary warrior women in fiction face off to see who is deadlier.
G: Mulan, Disney's tomboy warrior princess.
AnataFan: And Xianghua, Soul Calibur's swordswoman prodigy.
G: He's AnataFan and I'm G.
AnataFan: And it's our job to analyze their weapons, armor, and skills to find out who would win a Death Battle.
Occupation: Farm Girl, Soldier, Imperial Spy
First Appearance: Mulan, 1998
- Overcame oppression of her gender
- Defeated Shan Yu and stopped the Hunnic invasion
- Became one of the best soldiers in her unit
- Successfully formed an alliance with Qui Gong
- Gave honor to her family
AnataFan: Born to war veteran Fa Zhou and his wife Fa Li, Mulan was raised like any ordinary girl of her time. Once she reached the age of 16, her parents sent he
A sudden craving
Lucy sat bolt up right in the chair, her chest heaving. She had fallen asleep in the chair.
Hicks looked at her from the other chair. "You alright?"
She breathed slower. "Yeah."
Lucy looked into the fire place at the burning wood. "Vampires." She stated.
Hicks gave her a grim look. Lucy stood and looked out the window by the front door. It was pitch black outside, making two glowing yellow orbs stand out. She let out a gasp, only to realise that it was the reflection of two lit candles in the room on the table.
Hicks walked over to her. "What's the matter?"
She looked at him. "I thought I saw something." She whispered.
Hicks looked at the window and saw what she saw. "You thought you saw him didn't you?"
Lucy looked at the floor.
Hicks wrapped his arms around her and pressed her into his chest. His sent filled her nose. Sweat, dirt, booze and the faint aroma of after shave. Unlike the smell that still haunted her. Sweat, dirt, death and blood.
Lucy closed her eyes and retu
Inspector Wolf The old lady was dead. I could smell it before I even got into the house. The whole place reeked of adrenaline, sweat, fear, copper and steel. He’d dropped her right in her living room. Chopped and chopped until she stopped moving. But I could tell I was getting close. This had been done in a hurry, and the killer didn’t have the time to clean up after himself like he usually did.
Across the room, the phone rang. The shrill sound set my teeth to grinding, but I ignored it. Instead I followed the killer’s bloody footprints into the back bedroom. He’d climbed out the window. If I hurried, I could catch up to him and end this disgusting spree he was on.
Then the answering machine kicked in. “Hi, Gramma! It’s Red. Sorry I’m running late. I kind of lost track of time. But don’t worry. I packed the picnic and I’m heading out the door right now. Love you.”
She’d been expec
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