War Isn't Something You Lie About- Ch 13"FIRE!" Captain commanded.
I did as commanded, and fired. British men fell and died. I was horrified, and hated seeing death. The British commanded shouted the fire command to his men. Our front line went down as we reloaded. The Redcoats were able to get another shot. A bullet whizzed by my ear. Richie looked at me, obviously feeling it's wind, "You okay?" he asked. I nodded, "Great. Just a little shooken up is all," I replied. We aimed and fired again, but the British charged. We did the same. I killed Redcoat after Redcoat, blood staining my shirt and hair. I could care less. I would wash it all off later. Redcoats seemed to come from everywhere. I wasn't sure who was on who's team. I felt a jab through my shoulder, and yelled in pain. I was shoved to the ground quickly, and pinned. I looked up to see a Redcoat with a knife raised, about to drive it through me. He jerked suddenly, and fell to the side. Richie stood tall behind him with a smirk, "Need a hand bud?" he asked, ou
The Pocky Game- Chandler Riggs x Reader |OneShot|"Why dont we get Chandler's girl up here? Play a little game?!" The interviewer called. You and Chandler were at a Con, and he was up on stage with Norman Reedus (Daryl) and Andrew Lincoln (Rick). The day had been busy and it had been hard to keep up with your two year boyfriend, Chandler Riggs.The Pocky Game- Chandler Riggs x Reader |OneShot|5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
You blushed, your (e/c) eyes scanning the place for a way out. You couldnt go up on stage, being far too shy. Chandler looked down at you with a smile, the cameras now on you. You rubbed your hands together and headed for the stage. Chandler stood, taking your hand in his and gently ran his thumb across the back of your hand. You sent him a smile.
The interviewer clapped his hand on your back, giving you a photogenic smile. He rattled a box of candy, which you and Chandler quickly recognized as Pocky. A Japanese biscuit candy coated in chocolate or strawberry, "Do ya know the rules to the Pocky game?" The interviewer asked with a smirk. You two shook you head as the crowd hushed and listened ca
War Isn't Something You Lie About- Ch 1"I can't believe this…" I said, rubbing my hand against my forehead. My mother sighed, tucking her brown hair behind her ears. She set a letter down on the table. You could tell she had been crying, because her eyes were puffy and watering, "I didn't want to believe it myself, Jackson. It's a tough blow on our family. Your uncle was a good man," she said, her voice barely passing her cherry lips. I nodded, "That he was… He was young too… Twenty-one right?"War Isn't Something You Lie About- Ch 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
"He would be turning twenty-two tomorrow," she replied sadly. I leaned back in my chair, "I'll break the news to Pippa, alright? You need some time," I said. Mother nodded, knowing that Uncle Carson's death would be very tough on Pippa. She adored him. He was a hero to her. Mother got out of her chair, and walked to her room. The door shut and I could hear soft sobbing. I tugged my bangs out of my face as Pippa ran into the house. She had a grin on her face and a cat in her arms. That kid… always bringing