Story of Us - Chapter 3 - Lone Gunman
He watched as Oliver slid open a door to the old Queen Industrial Steel factory. The place had not fared as well as Ollie in the past five years. The buildings around were dilapidated and weather worn. All he could think was 'What a dump!' So Tommy was a little surprised when Oliver asked him what he thought of the place as a night club.
"Sweet!" he lied. 'What the hell?' he thought, but he said, "Though, I gotta tell ya, man, if you're thinking about calling it Queen's, I don't think you're gonna get the clientele you're hoping for," Tommy joked.
"Private office," Oliver said, pointing at the office that sat up above the main floor.
"For the private, one on one meetings, I would imagine," Tommy smirked, as he slapped Ollie on the shoulder.
"Hopefully the occasional two on one meetings," Oliver snapped back. Tommy laughed. Hopefully, he would be invited as one of the two someday. It had happened before, but then, he'd been focusing more o
The Man in the HoodThe Man in the Hood2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
To the casual observer, the man in the green hood was menacing.
To the uninitiated, darkness surrounded him.
To those who deserved it, he was the harbinger of death and doom.
The casual observer never saw the stark loneliness that covered him like the hood he wears.
The uninitiated never saw the utter sadness that wrapped him as closely as the leather that clad his body
Those who deserved it never saw the desire for justice strung through him as taught as his bowstring.
He need only stand silhouetted against the lights of Starling City to bring abject fear to those who had failed his city.
AssassinAssassin1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know who you are, walking alone
With that look in your eye,
And your own secret throne,
The secrets you hide,
You know that I know.
Don't know your destination,
Disgust of Assassination
I know why you're you, out in the dark,
With that look in your eye,
That electric spark,
That past that you hide,
It's no secret anymore.
Your not at all cliched,
Double blade, a maid,
Made to assassinate
I know your past, why you hide away,
The family and friends you lost,
The price you had to pay,
It's not really your fault,
Your not that alone.
You take a long time deciding,
Your striding, colliding
Your own world your dividing
I know you begged, when you were young,
In streets at morn, dusk and dawn,
To feed yourself, I know that it stung,
Scars in your heart,
Though of course you won't
Forsaken CH1 Part 1Forsaken CH1 Part 17 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Dearest one, child of the light shrouded in darkness. Come back from that place so long ago forgotten the time comes for your return. Come forth from hiding and restore the balance long ago lost
The voice that whispered in the silence of a cool night was glassy and near lifeless, chilling yet comforting and hinted towards some hidden meaning it sent a shiver through the sleeping form before such dreams were interrupted by the resonant buzzing of an unwanted alarm, all memory of those words fading with the rising consciousness.
Golden hues of a setting sun streamed into the vastly empty room and spilled out across the tatami-matted floors. It was far from Dimitris ideal to be stirring from his well earned slumber, and the dark haired Asian rolled over, pulling the blankets tight over his head. Even so, it was time to begin the evenings work, and he was never the kind to keep his work waiting. With a fina