Shades of Green- Chapter 14Shades of Green- Chapter 14 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shades of Green
Chapter Fourteen- Conquest of The Leader
Part Five- Savage Monster, Noble Heart
The Leader's Helicarrier
It is common knowledge to know that whenever two females would fight, it was sure to be very violent and graphic, especially if they already have a huge animosity towards one another. Well, this could never be more true than the brutal fight that was being waged between Shego and Red She-Hulk, the confrontation between the two female Hulks making the surrounding adamantium/titanium walls tremble from the sheer ferocity of their blows. One could almost sense the hatred that these two women shared for one another, as if the glares that they gave each other were not enough evidence of this very fact, and not to mention the sheer impact of their blows.
The two female titans lashed out at one another with a fury that could only come from pure rage and animosity, blocking and countering one anothers moves as they traveled the length of the steel flooring w
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Chapter Two- Prehistoric Inhabitants
The Savage Land
The rising sun signaled the beginning of morning as the warm rays of light washed over everything that existed and resided within the Savage Land. All creatures, both great and small, awakened from their night of peaceful rest, once again eager to begin their day anew. It was also then that Skaar awakened from his slumber, his eyes quickly snapping open as he inhaled the fresh scent of morning, stretching briefly as he rose to his feet. He began scanning his surroundings until his eyes fell upon Shego's form, who was still resting in a peaceful sleep, barely making a sound as she inhaled and exhaled oxygen.
Resting on her side, Shego held the gigantic leaf that she used for a blanket tightly against her body, her appearance like that of an angel that fell from heaven. Skaar loomed over her, an annoyed growl escaping his throat as he kneeled down and briefly shook her shoulder with his right hand, attempting to awaken Shego
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And you're standing there
Watching the sun go down
I wanna be everywhere
If I'm feeling you around
We just get blended by the light
Looking at each other so blessed
Loving and holding the one beside
Messing with our hair poorly-dressed
My heart beats as loud as a thunder
And I'm hoping you can't hear it
Suns last ray's rising and going under
Your holding my hand in the heat
To keep this moment in my heart
I do everything for additional time
But don't force me to go back and restart
Can't stand to see you're not mine
Love's no logical thing my dear
And every beat of our hearts confirm
That hurt is made of a soul's tear
But it also shows the way to return
Is this lonely way a real life vision
When you just mean so much
To me and my way and every decision
Awaiting your smile, awaiting your touch
Imagine a world without you
Would mean imagine no sun
If so there is no life for me too
I would rather be shooted by a gun
So lets hold hands and stand still
To let this glim
Society Is Ugly.Society is ugly.Society Is Ugly. in Free Verse More Like This
Beauty is defined by
How you act.
Not by the number on the
Starving doesn't work.
Purging doesn't work.
Pills don't work.
The girl you see
In the mirror is
Just the way she is
Don't get upset because
You don't match up
To the media's
Cutting won't work.
Crying won't work.
Dying won't work.
Society is ugly.
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We are slaves...
We have been since the begining of time.
There's no hope...
There's no savior
We only have to rely on ourselves.
I feel Lost...that I didn't see this before.
The Vampires, promised us freedom one day
So we wait...
...And we wait.
Nothing will happen if we keep this up
Can't get anywhere if we don't go anywhere...
So that is why I have decided...to get out.
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All that autumn her ghost haunted the playground;
no wisping phantom, but strident bits and pieces
clamoring for attention - a pair of black patent
leather shoes waiting expectantly by the teeter-totter.
And Sister Teresa had to pry red woolen mittens
off the jungle gym every morning.
Jimmy Boyle kept seeing her sweater at the swings,
its green wooly arms daring him to go higher
and trying to tag him "it".
And her best friend, Jenny Black
could see the flash of her pigtails
throwing copper across the kickball field
where recess waited to swallow them.
The toys vanished from the sandbox every evening
leaving nothing but a soft trail of disappointment
in their wake -
their accusations of neglect
and longing crouched under the
maple trees, swarming with the bees.
But winter proved a discordant grave -
the protest of frozen ground
an errant melody in the schoolyard
and her shoes kept shrinking
and stumbled down the slide,
leaving a thick crust of frost
like somber tracks that said good-bye