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Tears kept falling down my face while I cradled Angeal to me.  What have I done?  His blood stained my hands and dress and mixed with my tears.  No, he can’t die on me; I’m not going to let him die like this.  Shaking my head to pull myself together. I laid him down and began ripping parts of his shirt off and placed them on his wounds then wrapped the rest of the shirt around his torso to hold it in place. “No way, you’re not going down like this Angeal.” After gathering our weapons, I lifted him up onto my shoulders fireman style and ran out of the plaza.  I was not going to let it end like this, he’s g

I am so sick of being fucking bedridden.  I was fortunate enough that I didn’t break my back while being tossed down the stone steps, but I was unfortunate in reopening my wounds, especially my chest.  Luke apparently ripped my shoulder open wider than the initial wound was;  and with the tumble down the steps I was lucky that a broken rib didn’t puncture my lungs.   Right now I was sitting in my stone walled room just dreading the boring time I was having, just sitting there waiting for my wounds to heal.  But I had some time away from the big man.  He had to go and talk to Integra.  Even with him gone, I felt terrible.  All of

Dr. Jackson’s eyes went wide after hearing me call him father.  I was shocked myself since I didn’t even know this man.  His eyes did not change his look, he only balled his fists. “That is not possible!  How can you prove that?!” he demanded. Feeling bold, I focused as much as I could and shown my eyes.  Then I grabbed a scalpel on a nearby table and stabbed my arm.  Sebastian reacted by coming to my side, but I walked towards Dr. Jackson instead so he could see the reaction.  As much as it hurt, I yanked the scalpel out and watched the wound slowly heal itself.  When it was done, I placed the scalpel back on the ta

Waking up I felt even more exhausted than before.  I had cried for a good while last night thinking over and over if I did what was right?  If I’m overly questioning myself isn’t that a sign of me making a wrong decision?   While pondering my never-ending thoughts I kept throwing up last night to the point of heaving painfully.  I was afraid that I was causing harm to my child with my overstressed self.  I knew that I had to calm down, I couldn’t blame anyone but myself. “Fuck it!” I yelled at myself.  “I’m not going to continue to sulk in this bed!” I threw the covers off of me and I made my

*~Six Months Later~* “Lieutenant Tsukiko!  I need your help!” I rushed down the barracks to my captain’s office in the Ninth Division.  After passing by multiple shinigami, I finally made it to the office where my captain, Kensei Muguruma, was scrambling over his desk with papers flying, and Mashiro laughing her head off. “Ugh Mashiro,” I face palmed, “what did you do now?” “What?  I just gave Kensei all the paperwork to do.  I have to help Shuhei and Rangiku with the newsletter.  He can handle it,” she smiled. “This is why I demoted you to third seat Mashiro!” Kensei shou

Name: Kyara Age: 17 Race: Tiger/Wolf Description: You were born a half wolf half tiger to parents who loved you with all their heart.  However, you would not be accepted by society because it was considered unnatural for a feline/canine descent to exist.  Even if it were to occur the child wouldn’t live long.  To the outside world you’re a disgrace.   You took more of your mother’s looks of a white tiger with two sharp marks on each side of your cheeks, and marks going down your arms.  However, you were born with your father’s long fluffy tail and winter blue eyes.  Usually your tail and eyes would give you away, b

*~Itachi’s POV~* Many days have passed since the court hearing.  Long days.  Other than completing random missions for Lady Tsunade, I have been staying by Hitomi’s side awaiting for her eyes to finally open.  Though it was quite frustrating not knowing when she will wake, I was at ease knowing that she was home safe.  Even though she is in a deep sleep, she is finally getting rest that she desperately needed.  However, she needs the proper nutrition she lacked for over a month.  She looked deathly sick, nearly skin and bones.   Night fell upon Konoha, but I decided to not go home.  No, I would wait until Hitomi would wake, with

Dante’s POV “Son of a bitch!!!” I shouted and slammed my fists on the ground. Using my demon powers, I slaughtered every demon that was summoned out of that book.  Rage filled my body as I showed no mercy to any demon.  After each and every one of them was dead and blood stained my blade, I turned to Trish. “You,” I growled, “what have you done?!” “I thought it would banish the demons Dante!” “Liar!” I rushed her, hoisting her up by her throat against the wall.  I forgave this woman, I trusted this woman, now she betrayed me once more. “After everything we’ve

The next morning when I woke up, I finally felt like I got a good night’s rest.  When I opened my eyes, I noticed that Loki was no longer beside me on the bed.  Leaning up to stretch, I didn’t see Toby sleeping beside the bed. “Maybe he’s in the living room.” After a few more stretches I went into the bathroom to freshen up and then walk towards the living room where I found Toby eating out of his dish, and Loki fumbling with something in the kitchen. “Good Morning,” he greeted with a smile. “Yeah, good morning.” Toby rushed over whining for me to pet him.  I kneeled down to give him

I was finishing up polishing my car and adding a few last details, I decided to go with a black exterior, when Derek came into the garage and he wore the scent of another female.  I growled under my breath suddenly feeling territorial. "She looks good," he commented. "Phew, yeah she's a beauty. Where were you this morning?” "Recruiting.  A girl at the high school who's an epileptic.  She went into the hospital and that's where I made my offer.” I paused for a moment thinking about this. I know I kind’ve agreed to help make a pack by discussing a game plan, but that didn’t mean that I still wanted to follow through

Novices are so predictable; if they give themselves away, they’ll be dead before they could draw their weapons.  I watched intently as Abbas was teaching his students, even though they clearly couldn’t understand how to wield a blade properly. “No no no!  You have to hold it forty five degrees!” Abbas scolded. I sighed while watching the poor saps trying to listen to Abbas’ orders.  It was almost painful to watch their failure.  I chuckled under my breath while watching the students fight.  I was forced to stay here at the bureau due to my wound, but I was not liking it at all.  My blade was itching for battle.

Nightwing and I were trying to salvage what we could of this underground lab after we disarmed and hogtied Slade.  Though Slade was knocked out it didn’t take away from his usefulness. “Nyssa did mention something about Russia,” I mention, “that’s probably where their next base is.” “I’ve radioed Batman the information, he’s looking into it now.” I sighed, “You think that’s a good idea?” “Meaning Talia being a distraction?” “Meaning Talia being his weakness.  He buckles when she’s involved especially now since he knows about Damian.̶

The company had bargained with the bowman, whom introduced himself as Bard, to sail us across the lake to Laketown.  Drake and the company were scavenging for coins among the lot to pay Bard to smuggle us in.  The longer we sailed, a sickness deepened in the pit of my stomach.  I was beginning to feel nauseous, my hands became clammy, and it was hard to focus on anything. Do you feel that?  You’re mortal heart is failing, soon you will deliver my heart back to me. I look over the side of the boat and in the water I could see those amber orbs burning with rage. You’re losing yourself, young Ellette.  Give in to me, embrace the f

“Connor see reason in this,” Samuel Adams exclaimed. “Our target is Pitcairn, not the redcoats.” I leaned against the side wall listening in on the conversation between Connor and Adams.   “But we need as many people to deliver the message of the redcoats coming.  The Revolution needs a hope.  We need someone to go with Paul Revere to inform the villages.” “What good will that do?” I asked. “It will give the villagers notice before the redcoats attack!” Adam’s exclaimed.  “They are planning to kill innocent people just to stop the Revolution!” “So you wa

Yusei and I were on our way to the Fortune Cup.  I was able to meet his friends, Luna and Leo who were twins no more than nine.  Luna was asked to join the Fortune Cup as well.  But she was nervous so Leo was going to take her place.  I said that I’d help him dress like her, but he had better be ready for the heat.   Along the way the old man that Yusei met in the Facility, Yanagi, filled me in about the Crimson Dragon, and it happens to be true about its legend.  However, he did not mention that it had to be inside of someone.   Leo finally came out of the bathroom, looking just like Luna, only with makeup on. “Uh, Leo,”

Marcelina’s POV A cold chill ran down my spine stirring me from my sleep.  Groaning slightly I opened my eyes feeling heavy blankets towering over me.  Pushing the blankets down I leaned up feeling the bruises around my body ache. “Ooowie…” Looking around my room I didn’t see my Papa anywhere.  Maybe he was tired and he went to bed.  In my hand I felt something wrapped around my fist; I looked down and noticed my Mama’s sash.  I clutched onto her sash and I hugged it to myself missing her touch.  I felt tears well up in my eyes, I missed my Mama. “I’m sorry Mama…I should have listened.

In the dead of night there was a subtle thump that stirs Smoker out of his sleep.  Immediately he goes on high alert just in case someone broke into the house.  Then there was the light sound of footsteps making Smoker lean up out of bed making me wake up as well. “What is it?” I mumble while rubbing my eyes with my good hand. “Go back to sleep, I’ll figure it out.” “Smoker…” “Shh, I got it.” Smoker gets up out of bed and walks out of the room and down the hall in the direction of the noise.  At the end of the hall he notices some towels has fallen from the cabinet and were half

*~Four Years Ago~* “Sasuke!  Please stop!  Don’t do this!” Sasuke was staring down at an unconscious Naruto debating whether to finish him off or not.  His eyes shifted to my direction where I was standing at the edge of the lake.  Taking a big gulp, I stepped onto the lake towards him. “You are stupid to have come here (Y/N),” he said. “I had to come.  I won’t let you kill my best friend.” “I thought we were best friends first.  So you care about Naruto, but you don’t care about me leaving?  Some girlfriend you are.” “Coming from the one who broke up with me unexpe

*~Three Months Later~* “Focus on the elements around you,” Master Splinter spoke.  “Relax your mind and open your senses.  Center yourself, center your chi.” I sat indian style in the middle of the training room with my bandaged hands sitting on my knees.  Breathing deeply I tried to relax my mind and center my chi to do some internal healing.  Everyday since I was released from the hospital I’ve been coming to the sewer to train with Master Splinter.  Lately, I’ve been trying to meditate to calm my anxiety; doctors say that I suffer from PTSD, but I don’t trust doctors too much. Slowly I tried to

The delicious smell of freshly baked biscuits invites me into the kitchen.  My mouth nearly waters as I see the steaming biscuits on a cooling rack. “Good morning pumpkin.  Close your mouth before you drool.” “Morning Pops,” I chuckle.  “Sorry I can’t resist when you make biscuits and gravy.  You do know that whole rack is mine right?” “Share.” “Where’s the fun in that?” “So, that young man yesterday Peter—” “Pietro,” I correct. “Pietro, sorry.  He seems like a nice young man, a little brash, but nice.  How did you and him become