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DragonheartDragonheart2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(this is when I lived in Stony. I am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne, CP, shunt, tube, and scars are all still long-gone, and Mike and I are still very good friends, and everyone is good friends with my friend Merrick. Marc, Judas, Moloch, Curtis, and Dallas are all still normal humans!!)
One warm summer afternoon, while all alone at home, I was quietly sitting on the front step. I wore my old, weathered black steel-toed boots, my old gray camo pants, and a plain black t-shirt. I wore my black leather belt with Cinthorc, the Sword of Justice, at my right side, in it's scabbard. I went inside, up to my room
The WeredragonThe Weredragon2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(this is when I lived in Stony. I am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne, CP, shunt, tube, and scars are all still long-gone!! Marc and his friends are back, but are now only normal humans!!)
One warm summer afternoon, on June 15th, while all alone at home, I was sitting on the front step strumming my Yairi DY-84 acoustic guitar. I wore my black runners and jeans, and my plain black t-shirt. I decided to visit my friends at the school, so I stored my guitar, and walked down to the schoolyard.
Everyone was outside for the end-of-school celebration, as my friends greeted me by the doors. Suddenly I heard footst
Dragonheart: New Dawn RisingDragonheart: New Dawn Rising1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
(this story follows 'Dragonheart'. In this story, ten years have passed, and my family and friends have all passed away, although I am soon reunited with them)
I lay curled up on the soft green grass beneath a large apple tree in Avalon, snoozing deeply and dreaming of my family. My brother was soaring lazily in the clear blue sky, while a few other dragons, some he and I had earlier befriended, played in the wide open hills and fields. Soon he flew down, landing close by to where I dozed. Smiling, he walked quietly up, and laid a hand on my side, as I opened my eyes a little, and yawned deeply, before turning to look at him, smiling. 'Want
Rise of the Shadow DragonRise of the Shadow Dragon6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
(this is when I lived in Stony. I am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne, CP, shunt, tube, and scars are all still long-gone!! Marc and his friends are back, but are still only normal humans!)
One warm summer evening, at sunset, while all alone at home, I was quietly sitting on the front step. I wore my black runners, black jeans, my plain dark blue t-shirt, and my Oakley 'X-Metal' ice-iridium shades. I decided to go boarding, so I grabbed my OSB Mako skate board, and headed down to the Paradise Valley skate park just outside Stony.
After about 2 hours, I decided to head home. I watched 'Left Behind: Tribulat
New HorizonsNew Horizons3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
(I am still living in Stony, and am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne, CP, shunt, tube, and scars are all still long-gone!! There is still eternal world peace[on Earth])
Chapter 1 - A Friend's Advent
One warm summer evening, at sunset, while all alone at home, I was quietly sitting on the front step. I wore my black jeans and runners, and my plain dark blue t-shirt. I looked up at the blue sky, and choked back a sob. I knew that I was alone, and my family was gone!! I had still been living in this house for 9 years, and about a week ago, I had come home from a camping trip in Golden, B.C., to find the house
Strength within CourageStrength within Courage2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
(I am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne, CP, shunt, tube, and scars are all still long-gone!! Marc is still very powerful, but he now exists only in my nightmares, and no longer as a physical person, because that aspect of him God had helped me to destroy forever, although he does have the power to make the nightmares real, using the same power that Maury Parkman could, which was to manipulate a person's perceptions of reality, to create the nightmares, based on their deepest fears. I still have Matt Parkman's telepathy, however.)
This story was inspired by Darren Grafius' story 'But then th
Dragon GemDragon Gem3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
(this is when I lived in Stony, but now, I am on my own. I am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne, CP, shunt, tube, and scars are all still long-gone!! Marc and his friends are all still normal humans)
I looked at the hole in the quarry cliff again, then cast another quick glance around to make sure I was alone. By now, the sun had just finished setting, leaving the sky a pale orange-pink colour. Suddenly I heard a strange, low humming noise. Moving closer to the hole, I crouched, and stayed still, listening intently.
Then, without warning, the sound rapidly spiked, startling me as a loud, deep whirring hum b
Rise of the Were-gryphonRise of the Were-gryphon2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(this is when I lived in Stony, but now, I am on my own. I am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne, CP, shunt, tube, and scars are all still long-gone!! There is still eternal world peace!!)
One warm summer evening, at sunset, while all alone at home, I was riding my 32 " flow board at the Paradise Valley skate park just outside Stony. I wore my black runners and jeans, my plain red t-shirt, and my Oakley 'X-Metal' ruby-iridium shades. After about an hour, I decided to head home. As I was cruising up the road toward the driveway, I saw a small cardboard box about the size of a ream of paper on the front step.
LycanthropeLycanthrope3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
(this is when I lived in Stony. I am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne, CP, shunt, tube, and scars are all still long-gone. Marc and his friends are all still long-gone, so there is still eternal world peace!!)
One warm fall night, October 31, while all alone at home, I was sitting on the front step. I wore my black jeans and runners, and my plain dark blue t-shirt. By now, everyone was done going out, and the streets were silent and deserted. I decided to go for a walk, so I went down to the deserted schoolyard, and laid back on the hill, watching the stars. I soon saw several shooting stars, then looked ac
Freedom RisingFreedom Rising1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
(I am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne, CP, shunt, tube, and scars are all still long-gone!! Marc is still very powerful, but he now exists only in my nightmares, and no longer as a physical person, because that aspect of him God had helped me to destroy forever, although he does have the power to make the nightmares real, using the same power that Maury Parkman could, which was to manipulate a person's perceptions of reality, to create the nightmares, based on their deepest fears. I still have Matt Parkman's telepathy, however. My friends and family have all been free for about ten years now)
This story wa
New BeginningsNew Beginnings3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
(this story follows 'Dragon Gem', happening about two days later)
Kara and I had been traveling for almost a full forty-eight hours, and by now were nearly 120 miles south of the cave that had been her old home.
By now it was early afternoon, with the sun starting to sink towards the horizon, but it was still strong enough to give off substantial heat, which we both enjoyed.
However, Kara always made sure to be in close proximity to any form of land, so as to avoid contact with water, since we both knew it could kill us if our tail-flames were extinguished!!
Kara could fly for about six hours non-stop, which by then she'd begin to tire, b
Rise of the Shadow LugiaRise of the Shadow Lugia4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
(this is when I lived in Stony, but in this story I am only 14. My hair is short like Peter Petrelli's from Season 2 of 'Heroes', my teeth are straight, and my acne is gone, but I still have my CP, shunt, tube, and scars. Marc and his friends are all still normal humans)
One warm summer evening, at sunset, while all alone at home, I was riding my 'X-80' freebord at the Paradise Valley skate park, just outside Stony. I wore my black socks and runners, my navy blue capris and my blue muscle-shirt. An hour later, I decided to visit Drethan before heading home, so I rode straight to the shop. Surprisingly, he was expecting me, and greeted me war
Dragonheart- New Adventure, new gloryDragonheart- New Adventure, new glory4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
One warm summer afternoon, while all alone at home, I was quietly sitting on the front step. I wore my old, weathered black steel-toed boots, my old gray camo pants, and a plain black t-shirt. I wore my black leather belt with Cinthorc, the Sword of Justice, at my right side, in it's scabbard. I went inside, up to my room, and grabbed my sharpening stone, then headed back outside to sharpen my sword. After about four minutes, I stored the stone in my belt pouch, sheathed my sword in it's scabbard, and headed down to the school. Since it was still summer, no one was around, so I was all alone.
I was later walking across the field when I was s
Rise of the Shadow Lugia: A New DawnRise of the Shadow Lugia: A New Dawn5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
(this story happens ten years after 'Rise of the Shadow Lugia')
I was sleeping soundly in the cave, thinking of all the happiness and joy that Sharra and I had shared ever since she'd come into my life, and also of all the joy I'd found in simply living the life of a Shadow Lugia.
Best of all, I had quickly found that Sharra and I were both ageless and immortal, which let us live full and happy lives even if such a long time had passed. I smiled as I listened to Sharra's soft, calm breathing as she slept beside me.
I watched her sleep quietly, and smiled, knowing just how lucky I really was to have found such a loving mate. I snuggled clos
A True FriendA True Friend7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
(this is when I lived in Stony. I am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne, CP, shunt, tube, and scars are all still long-gone!! Marc and his friends are all still normal humans)
One warm summer evening, at sunset, while all alone at home, I was quietly sitting on the front step. I wore my black runners, black jeans, my plain dark blue t-shirt, and my Oakley 'X-Metal' ruby-iridium shades. I decided to go boarding, so I grabbed my OSB Mako, and headed down to the Paradise Valley skate park just outside Stony. After about 2 hours, I decided to head home. I watched 'Left Behind: Tribulation Force' on DVD, then went
Rise of the ImmortalRise of the Immortal11 months ago in Profiles More Like This
(this is when I lived in Stony. I am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne, CP, shunt, tube, and scars are all still long-gone!! This is only one day after the Ultimate Blitzkrieg, in which I had destroyed Judas, Moloch, Curtis, and Dallas. However, Marc has returned, and is now a powerful sorcerer, who is really a vampiric demon. He has also resurrected his friends as demons, disguised in their mortal human forms. However, unfortunately, for the very first time, Marc had wounded me. I am wearing my old, weathered black steel-toed boots, my black jeans, a weathered brown tunic, and a light weathered brown-and-gre
The LycanThe Lycan2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
(this is when I lived in Stony. I am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne, CP, shunt, tube, and scars are all still long-gone!! Marc and his friends are back, but are now only normal humans!!)
One warm summer afternoon, on June 26, while all alone at home, I was sitting on the front step strumming my Yairi DY-84 acoustic guitar. I wore my black runners and jeans, and my plain black t-shirt. I decided to visit my friends at the school, so I stored my guitar, and walked down to the schoolyard. Everyone was outside for the end-of-school celebration, as my friends greeted me by the doors.
Suddenly I heard footstep
To be FreeTo be Free2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Prologue...
I have to let my memories drift back across the last twenty-three years to find the beginning of this story, and even there is a questionable place to begin. At times I still wonder if everything that had happened so many years ago had indeed been real, or if I was simply trapped in a waking dream that I could not get out of. But one look at my soft paw-pads, the long ivory claws, and the soft black fur of my hands, is enough to confirm the truth. You may wonder just who, or what, I am.
To put it simply, I am a wolf, but not a wolf like you would know one. I am, actually, a werewolf!!
As strange as it may seem, it was not alway
WolfWolf2 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
(this is when I lived in Stony. I am still only 21, my hair is short, my teeth are straight, and my acne, CP, shunt, tube, and scars are all still long-gone. Marc and his friends, except Judas, are still normal humans)
One warm summer afternoon, while all alone at home, I was riding my OSB Mako skateboard at the Paradise Valley skate park just outside Stony. I wore my black jeans and runners, my plain dark blue t-shirt, Lucian's silver pendant with the jade gemstone on the silver chain around my neck, and my Oakley 'X-Metal' ice-iridium shades. About an hour later, I decided to head home. After a warm shower, I went back outside, and laid do
Dragondawn: PrologueDragondawn: Prologue2 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
[starting from the 19th day of June, in the year 2000]
I did not know what to make of the peculiar dream I had that night. Little did I know that this dream would be the beginning of something so extraordinary, I would never come to fully grasp the implications of it, and the life I would come to live afterwards would be unlike anything I had ever known! My dream, in context, was surprisingly similar to the manner of Peter Petrelli's memories, in the Heroes episode 'Eris Quod Sum', as in mine playing out by use of the psychic static from my telepathy.
I was climbing slowly up through a maze of rocky crags and icy cliffs on Mount Logan, Cana
Chapter IIIThe Ties that BindChapter III2 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Banking easily and gently manipulating my wings, I found flying to be simply exhilarating!! Traveling home, I landed easily on the warm asphalt of the road just in front of the stone wall at the edge of our front yard, and walked quietly toward my house, when my keen hearing suddenly picked up the distant, albeit familiar, rumble of my dad's truck!
Thinking fast, I sprinted towards the swamp beside our house, and dived in, finding it was just deep enough to completely hide me!! From beneath the water's surface, I watched my dad park his truck in the driveway, and get out, before going into the house. I racked my brain; my
Chapter VFinal FarewellsChapter V2 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I looked up at him, then turned to look back at my home. I took several deep, calming breaths, then carefully focused my telepathy.
In the house, my dad jerked awake with a start as he felt the psychic static in his mind, before sitting up, then his eyes suddenly widened in understanding! Jumping out of bed, he quickly slipped on his jeans, t-shirt, and runners, before hurrying out to greet us.
Smiling, my dad and I embraced; both Thorn and Silver smiling at the sight. Suddenly we all heard another loud rumble, then the bright headlights of another vehicle appeared on the street, as Barb pulled up in her car, with Brandon.
Chapter VIThe JourneyChapter VI2 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After a fitful sleep in a wide open field about four miles west of my home, I was woken by Thorn, who insisted that we go now while it was still early. Quickly rising, and eating a quick breakfast, we prepared to leave. I followed both Thorn and Silver to the edge of the field, onto the deserted highway leading away from Stony Mountain, then turned back to look towards the road leading to my home; the pain evident in my expression as I thought of how I was leaving behind the only home I had ever known, forever.
A gentle hand on my shoulder made me turn, as Thorn offered a warm, reassuring smile, and a nod, before we, accompanied
Chapter IDreams of DragonsChapter I2 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Snapping awake with a sharp gasp, I sat bolt upright in my bed, breathing heavily. Luckily, the cool night breeze from my open window helped to relax me. After a while of calming down, and a cold glass of water, I went back to bed. But the dream I had that time was quite different.
'Hello, Charlie!'
It was a deep, yet soft voice. Looking around, all I could see was darkness.
'Hello? Who are you?' I asked.
The voice chuckled softly. 'You may know me as one of the kind you have dreamed about all your life, Charlie! The Dragons!!'
A sudden thought occurred to me, however, as I mentally started. I turned my thoughts back t
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