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Bad Romance Chapter 2: Interrogation...I froze and thought CRAP. I slipped away from Napv's warm arms and told him "Stay there I uh need to talk to him!" I said running as fast as I could to Stephano. "...Hey..." I said looking down to catch my breath. "Jennifer? Was that you dancing with a barrel?!" Somehow he didn't sound like Stephano, I looked up with relief it was just Gonzales. "Ohh him...yeah but he is new here and he wanted to be a bro and we where just...uhm having some fun..." I said he glared and Napv "Bring him here." I nodded and ran to him "Come on!" I held his hand running to Gonzales. "Well Napv go ahead introduce yourself." I smiled at him. He stuck out a shaky hand out and said "H-Hello sir my name is Napv..." Gonzales shook his hand. "Why do you want to work for the bro's." he asked "I-I just want to do good and I'm lonely. The barrels are mean." He frowned looking away from Gonzales. He nodded "Okay you can join the Bro's. Finish up in here and then Jennifer will lead you to the dining hall to
Ara (Ib fanfic) Chapter 3: Gamer...I jumped up and towards the door ready for whatever came threw it. Garry tried to stop me but I was already opening the door when someone fell on me! They sat up and slammed the door behind themselves. "Ha ha sorry bro." said the stranger with a thick Swedish accent. He had sandy blonde hair and ocean blue eyes and a small amount of facial hair. He wore a strange neon green headset with a shirt with a fist on it and BROFIST in all caps. When he stood up he was short which made me giggle as I got up. "What's your name?"" I asked him as his gaze met mine "Oh I'm PEEEEEEWDIEPIE! But you can call me Pewdie." I looked at him odd name I thought before looking at Garry who seemed...Jealous!? I smirked at him and he smiled at me "Well I'm Aradia but you can call me Ara." My brown hair whipped around to look at the Sweden as I shook his hand before helping Garry off the floor. "And...This is Garry." I grunted from helping him up.
I asked if he was at the gallery before but I was surprised that
A Demon's Contract. Ch.1The last thing I remember...was the dark black waters of the burning London above swallowing me whole.
The word swam around my head in the one voice that I trusted; the one my soul now belonged to.
"You said you'd stay alive." The voice muttered again; not in anger but in sheer amusement.
I sat quietly in this dark place. Is this where I was meant to exist now? There was no heaven; no hell for me...am I even meant to "exist" at all?
The sound of water brought my thought pattern to a dead stop. I realized I wasn't sitting anymore. I was laying still on my back, my hands laid gently over my stomach, my fingers could almost feel the fabric of my clothes.
The water sound got louder and the hard surface beneath me rocked slowly. Where was I?
I was starting to come to my senses. I was moving...probably on a boat. Even though the pain in my side was making itself known and my eyelids were heavy, I
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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