Secret~ The Black Vow~ Part 2Secret~ The Black Vow~ Part 21 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
I calmly walked, deep in thought. I heard so many people talking in excited whispers. I narrowed my eyes and continued walking, ignoring them. They're happy about my misfortune...
I gave an annoyed sigh and continued walking. One of them noticed me and shouted at me, "Hey! Why are you dressed in black? Shouldn't you be happy?"
Happy? Happy about what?
I shot him what I hoped was a convincing smile. "I felt like wearing black today, that's all. Of course I'm happy." Not.
Then, turning my back on the goddamn world, I continued walking, as if nothing had interrupted me.
This was hell. After I failed to run away from my fate, I caused the death of a decent lady and condemned myself to a life sentence. It's almost as if my old man guessed the perfect punish
Losing Part of Your Heart- Chapter 3 (Consoling)Losing Part of Your Heart- Chapter 3 (Consoling)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
It became apparent to the other Nordics that Berwald was slowly deteriorating. After that one meeting he never visited them and when they went past his house all the curtains were drawn, like it was forever night time there. They started worrying about a nation that was once ruler of the North. After all of the war, having kings like Gustav on his side and conquering vast amounts of land, Berwald was weakened. And a weakened nation needed friends, family, love and care to get back to power.
Unfortunately the Swede had none of those things.
He spent many days writing letters that could never been sent to Tino. Letters confessing love or letters telling the Finn about his loneliness and sadness. After a few hours spent getting his words onto paper he'd crumple it up and throw it in the fire, watching the flames engulf it and burn it to ash. The flames, dancing and flickering before his very own eyes, reminded him much about Ivan. He was like a flame, always burning and always hungry for
Lake Province Zombies 2Chapter 2Lake Province Zombies 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
We got everything packed into the car so we'd be ready to leave in the afternoon on Monday. It was going to be a four house drive to Lake Province Camp.
My two friends Logan and Samantha came by to say good bye. Since kindergarten we spent every day together. This was the first week we'd be separated from each other.
"Amanda hurry up." my Dad yelled putting the last of my suitcases into the trunk."
"So I'll be back friday afternoon. Can you do me a big favor while I'm gone?" I asked. "Sure Amanda anything." said Samantha. "Can you record '28 Days Later' for me?"
The two girls glanced at each other.
"Amanda come on, you've seen that film a dozen times, you even have it on DVD." Logan pointed out. "Come on, for me? You're my best friends." I said making a sad face. "Alright I'll record it for you." Samantha said.
I gave a hug to each of them before my Dad started honking the horn, indicating that I should get inside the car right now. "Amanda we have to go now if we want to mak
ACII - Shaun - DesHelp me!!!ACII - Shaun - Des3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Four pairs of eyes were glaring amazed at its beauty, the incredible golden light that sprung between the perfect lines carved in its lustrous surface. They could not believe it, but it was true; they retrieved the notorious Piece of Eden and they were all alive, all four of them. Seriously hurt, but alive! Shaun, Lucy, Rebecca and Desmond we're glaring at the golden globe, their assassin eyes blinded by the light, tears rolling on their cheeks from the stinging, but they could not look away.
"W-We... should put it away...", finally a male voice spoke.
Nobody answered for long moments, than Lucy said:
"Y-yes... You're right... Desmond... We should..."
The American assassin's fingers slowly reached toward the shining sphere, but were quickly hit by another hand:
"Stop! Don't touch it, bloody idiot!", hissed the British historian.
The assassin turned and faced Shaun, their eyes narrowed, staring at each other, but no words were spoken. Suddenly Rebecca took off her dark jacket
Awesome TrioxReader: MAFE [American Ending]Awesome TrioxReader: MAFE [American Ending]1 year ago in Humor More Like This
While you sat there deciding what pictures would go in which frame, a soft knock on your door startled you. Who was knocking on your door at a little after midnight?
"Who is it?" you called.
Alfred? I wonder what he wants...? "It's open."
Hearing the door open, you looked up and saw Alfred walk in, wearing the Captain America pajama pants you bought him for his birthday and a plain white t-shirt.
"Hey," he said, unusually subdued.
"Hey, did you forget something earlier?" you asked, cocking your head to the side.
"No," he said as he closed the door. "After I dropped Gil and Matthias off at that bar a few blocks from here, I went home and tried to go to sleep. Then I started thinking about you and how you were all alone. And it kinda made me sad. So I thought I'd come back and keep you company."
"Then I guess it's a good thing I didn't go straight to bed, huh?" you laughed as he sat down next to you.
"That's right. I forgot you said you were going to bed," Alfred laughed,
Deadpool FactsDeadpool Facts:Deadpool Facts6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In Pamplona, Spain, the people may be running from bulls, but the bulls are only chasing them because Deadpool put red dye in all of their shampoos this morning.
Deadpool sleeps on an adamantium bed because titanium was just too soft.
Crop circles are Deadpools way of freaking conspiracy nuts out.
Deadpool is over six feet tall, weighs two hundred twenty pounds, and can tell Wolverine to fuck off while patting the top of his head and rubbing his stomach.
They built the Great Wall of China to tell Deadpool that he wasnt welcome there. He didnt take the hint.
Contrary to popular belief, Deadpool, not the box jellyfish of northern Australia, is the most venomous creature on earth. Within 3 minutes of being bitten, a human being experiences the following symptoms: bloating, constipation, and the strange feeling that they have just been on a late night talk show, and the host just didnt know when to shut up.
If he you ask Deadpool what time it is, he&
Lake Province ZombiesChapter 1Lake Province Zombies3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Do you know what the best movies of life are? Horror movies! But the best are mostly zombie movies.
Every night I watched a zombie film. Many thirteen year olds would be creeped out by these kind of films, but I'm different. I've watched every zombie film their is to date.
I love watching them all during the night time. I've watched Dwan of the Dead five times. My Mom and Dad seem to hate it when I watch these kind of films. They think I'm to obsessed.
I heard the slight conversation from down stairs that my parents were talking about.
I turned the sound down a bit so I could hear them. I always spied on my parents. Once I was caught and I got grounded and the worlds famous "TALK" by my Dad.
"I'm beginning to worry about her." said my mother. "It's probably just a phase that all teenagers go through." my Dad answered. "I don't want her sitting around all summer and just watching horror films. We've got to do something before it gets out of hand."
Since when is watching to man
I Want To Be An Actress prologuePROLOGUE: ANNA'S bedroomI Want To Be An Actress prologue2 years ago in Drama More Like This
The curtain open revealing an eight year old's bedroom. In the room is a bed, a shelf where books are stored, a drawer beside the bed and drawer on the edge of SL. A few clothes are on the floor. YOUNG ANNA, eight years old, comes running onstage along with ANTHONY, a man in his late thirties wearing glasses.
You can't catch me Daddy!
Oh yes I will!
ANTHONY flies his daughter through the air as she screams with laughter. He flips her on the bed and tickles her as they both wildly laugh. MELINDA, a short, stout woman in her late thirties wearing a robe and slippers along with curlers in her hair enters the room.
Keep it down you two! If we get another noise complaint we are sure to get kicked out of this apartment for good.
It's past your bedtime. Go to sleep now.
That's right we don't want you to snore too loudly in class tomorrow morning would we?
I don't snore!
MELINDA, in a loving w
AC - ACII - Desmond MilesInheritanceAC - ACII - Desmond Miles3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His lids gently fluttered, his eyes glaring at the darkness around him, the eerie shapes of the furniture and the glimmering lights that projected in the room from outside. His body was numb, laid across the bed, slowly sinking into the soft mattress, the chilling feeling making him dizzy. He almost felt like the room was slightly spinning, but not enough to associate the feeling with nausea, but enough to make him want to stay still and try to calm it down.
A strange feeling took over him in the minute he rose from the Animus in that night, one he never experienced before and that made him sad. He felt like the world around him will crumble into pieces and despair made him panic. For the first time in years since he became an assassin he felt alone and unwanted, hollow, just like the room in which he stood, barely furnished, trying to imitate the blueprints of a cozy room, just like him, trying to imitate the pattern of a normal life.
But that was far from the truth and fa
AC - Altair - MalikForever YoungAC - Altair - Malik3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A loud sigh echoed through the room as a pair of dark, brown eyes slowly closed, heavy lids blinding the sight and making the light from the room fade a bit in intensity. The colored glass and the thick stone walls seems that were not enough to keep away the suffocating heat of the summer midday. He could feel the sweat oozing down his face from the top of his head, drops tracing down the outline of his face, brushing on his tanned skin. His hand let down the quill and fingers quickly ran through his wet short and black hair, the back of the palm wiping the sweat away from his forehead as the man inhaled deeply the hot air. The gray walls seemed now white from the light that shone inside, even if the windows would play harmonious hues all over the chamber that once was Al Mualim's bureau. Years passed since the Grand Master of the Assassins died, since the order was left behind in his hands and Altair's, since everything they thought will not be able to accomplish has com