A New Master ch1Chapter 1A New Master ch14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"You have got to be kidding me," Rin scoffed as she opened the trunk of her car that night and found herself looking at the trunk the man she'd bumped into that morning had been holding.
"What's wrong?" D asked, looking over her older sister's shoulder, "wow, is that the same trunk from this morning? How did you get it?"
"How should I know?" the older snarled, "the only other time I opened the trunk of my car was this morning before we left so I could put that box of old cloths in so I could donate them if I got the chance."
"Might as well take it inside," Echo called from the front door of their apartment building, "it wouldn't do any harm to see what's inside."
"I hate it when junior is right," D sighed, "come on, big sis, lets get it inside." Together, the two blond girls carried the heavy trunk into the living room of their three bedroom apartment.
"Damn, this thing is heavy," Rin complained, rubbing her back, "just what is in this thing? Bricks?"
"Let's open it up and se
The Puppet Mistress Chp. 1Summary: After having inherited a puppet collection after her father's untimely demise, Sierra will soon find out that there is more to puppets than just the designs-but the secrets hidden behind her father's collection.The Puppet Mistress Chp. 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sierra sighs as she sits in her lounging chair, waiting for someone to drop off a package-well, it was more or less a case. Her fatehr had been assassinatined a few days ago and he had given her the same puppet collection that her ansector had. But this wasn't just any old ancestor-her ancestor was Andre Toulon. But all she cared about was getting this over with. She never did care about the puppets. When she was little, she admitted that she liked to watch them on the shelves. A few times she even thought she saw them move, but that was when she was 5. Now 15 and living with her widowed mother, she could care less about what happened to them. Though deep down, she wanted them more than anything. They were the last pieces of her father that she had left, so she had to
The Puppet Mistress Chp. 2The next morning, Sierra's alarm clock goes off, playing Alejandro by Lady Gaga. Sierra sits up in bed then stretches and yawns as she turns and gets up out of bed, turning down the sound on her alarm clock and making her way to her bathroom and begins to wrestle with her hair. At the same time, Blade climbs out of his place in the case.The Puppet Mistress Chp. 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What in the world is with that clock of her's?
"Morning Blade," Sierra says, leaning against the bathroom doorway, her hair mostly untangled.
"What's with your clock?" Blade asks.
"It's set to my favorite track by my favorite artist-Alejandro by Lady Gaga. She's an amazing singer and I love her style. No two of her hairstyles are alike," Sierra says.
"Alejandro?" Blade asks. "Odd, I never did get modern day music." Blade mutters as the song continues playing. "When does this song end?"
"When I press snooze, but I love this song so much, I might not." Sierra says.
"Are you trying to torture us?" Blade asks,
Just then Jester jumps out of the case.
A New Master chp6Chapter 6A New Master chp64 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Rin!" Mark called, rushing up from behind me, "you'll never guess what happened!" I grinned over my shoulder as the shorter male rushed up to me.
"What's up, dude?" I asked as he took some deep breaths
"I'm going to the street race tonight!" he smiled, "I know that's wired 'cuz I keep telling you that they're stupid, but one of my friends is going and they want me to go, too! Want to join us?"
"I'm going already," Rin shrugged, seeing no point in lying to the male. He'd find out any way.
"Really?" Mark asked, not seeming to believe her, "with friends?"
"Sort of," I replied, "I'd tell you now, but I want to see your face when you see me there!" With that, I headed into the store and flopped into the seat beside Max.
"What's up?" he asked, not even glancing up from the pile of wire and metal in front of him.
"Nothing much," I smiled, "just talking about the street race tonight with Mark."
"You guys are going to that?" Max asked, looking at me through his dark brown bangs, "I d