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The Lonely One Chapter 10 Crona Fan Fic The Lonely One Chapter 10The Lonely One Chapter 10 Crona Fan Fic in Profiles More Like This
Crona opened her eyes. Kid and Maka were standing next to her. "Crona!" Are you okay?" Maka wiped some hair from Crona's face. Crona let out a creepy giggle. "Did you know? My blood it black!" She jumped to her feet.
"Hey Crona! Long time no see!" A high pitched voice screeched as Raganarok exploded from her back. "H-how? Crona! HOW!" Maka's eyes started to water. Ragnarok explained to Maka. "Well little girl, you maybe thought that I was dead? Nope! I was needed, so Medusa faked my death GUPI! So, when Crona touched the black blood pendant, it reacted with the black blood inside of her. Heh, pretty great huh
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"Crona!" Maka yelled. Crona sat up fast in her bed. "Wh, what is it?" She rubbed her eyes and looked at the clock. It was 4:30 in the morning. "What?" Crona yawned. "Remember? The DWMA Christmas party is today!" Maka pulled off all of Crona's covers. "N-no?" Then she remembered yesterday when she had been late to class Ms. Marie had beed explaining it when she walked in.
"Aw. but I don't have anything to wear." Crona frowned. The dress she used for the carnaval had been rented. "That's why I got you up so early!" Maka pulled on Crona's hand. "But you'll have to hurry!" Crona got out of her bed and stretched.
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In the morning, Crona woke up and lay in her bed smiling to herself, rememberng what had happened the night before. She missed Kid's arms around her and wished that she could live that night over again and againg.
She jumped up and realized that if she didn't get up soon, she would be late to school. She quickely dressed and ate breakfast with Soul and Maka. Blair had gone to Chupa Cobra's for work earlier that morning.
Crona, Maka and Soul then started thir walk to school. On part of the route, Black*Star and Tsubaki always joined them. So Soul ran up to catch Black*Star and Tsubaki dropped behind to cha
The Lonely One Chapter 6 Crona Fan Fic Kid touched his skate board down in front of Maka and Soul's appartment. He walked to their door and knocked 8 times. "Helllo?" Kid heard from inside. Someone opened the door slowly and yellow eyes peeked out.The Lonely One Chapter 6 Crona Fan Fic in Profiles More Like This
"Kiidkuuuuuun!!!" Blair flung herself onto Kid and hugged him. "Are you here to play with me?" She meowed in a sing-song voice. "Ug, no, get off of me!" Kid shoved the pervy cat girl away from himself. He then took out a hankerchief and wiped his face off. "Aww. your no fun." Blair crossed her arms and pouted.
"Hey, what's this?" The door opened wider and Maka stepped out. "Blair! Why didn't you tell me that Kid was here?
Soul Skate Popcorn raised her head to sniff the air. 'Some on is coming.' She thought. Right as that thought popped into her head, a huge smile vaporized in front of her face. She sniffed. "I know it's you, Chessie." Popcorn swiped at the grin.Soul Skate in Profiles More Like This
"Aww. no fun!" a catlike figure materialized along with the cheesy grin. She was purple with dark purple stripes, and a blue scarf to finnish her look. She floated around popcorn, still grinning from ear to ear. Popcorn licked her cream paws and mewed, "Well, you have done that to me like, how many times now, 500 hundred?" Her eyes had a laughing shimmer in them. Chessie stopped her floating. "Only 5!
For Yuki"Get up." The familiar words from her technician slipped into her peaceful dreams and woke her. "Mhhmmm… It's Saturday…" The girl whispered. Death The Kid said the same words he had muttered earlier, but this time, louder. "Huh?" The girl looked up at Kid. "Oh. Ug. I don't want to get up this early on Saturday." She looked cute as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Kid pointed to the alarm clock. "Yuki, it's 10:00…" He smiled. "What!?" Yuki jumped out of her bed and looked surprised. "Darn it. Well, thanks for waking me up!" She shoved him out of his room, even though he was trying to say something.For Yuki in Profiles More Like This
Yuki slipped on some casu
Undying Friendship Prolouge (Soul Eater Fanfic) Undying FriendshipUndying Friendship Prolouge (Soul Eater Fanfic) in Profiles More Like This
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It was a horrible day, that day. Her dying screams had ripped apart hy heart, and it had also started the loss of my freedom, hapiness and sanity. Only dark things lay ahead of my now, turning all of my thoughts evil, giving me the love of destroying.
I have always looked back at that day in shame. I had always been so happy, so good, so pure. But one thing for sure, is I will never forget the day that my best friend died.
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The thunder cracked loudly as the storm rolled overhead. Crona had sheltered under a huge tree. She had finally escaped from that horrible lab Medusa had kept her in for most of her life. She decided to try to sleep here. Under this tree.
BAM BAM! Two rose colored bullets drove holes into the tree that Crona was sleeping by. She woke with a start, fearing it might be her witch of a mother come to kill her. She opened her eyes slowly and saw a boy, maybe 13 or 14. He was wearing all black with weirdly cut black hair with three odd stripes of white running down the left side of his hair. "W-who are you?" She was glad the
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Green foliage whips past you as you're running for your life. Swish. Swish. You keep running, thorns ripping at your skin and clothes. You hope she isn't following you still because if she was, she would catch you for sure. And do you know what would happen if she caught you? You would die. For sure.
You were sick of being her lab rat and you thought she loved you. But that was most definetly a lie. All of it. She was going to do her final test on you soon, which would have killed you for sure. You took the biggest resk of your life by running away like this. If you go back, she will probably kill you the same
Hearts (chapter 8)When John passed by his old Uni colleague Mike Stamford in the park, he had no flash of recognition, nor anything to suggest that John had once known the man. Mike recognized John, however, and called him over. John pretended to recognize him, and indeed he had a vague sense that this was someone familiar. They had a short and rather awkward conversation over coffee, and when John mentioned that he was looking for a flat and a flatmate, Mike perked up.Hearts (chapter 8) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“You’re the second person to mention needing a flatmate today,” Mike said. “Who was the first?” John asked, a bit interested. “Come on, I’ll take you
Hearts (chapter 5)It was break on the first day of their last year of secondary school, and Sherlock was acting even more strangely than usual. As soon as they were outside, he grabbed John’s arm and dragged him bodily over behind a clump of bushes. By now, Sherlock was a good foot taller than John, even though he was four years younger. John looked askance at Sherlock and glanced regretfully back at Molly, who was looking rather stunned. “Sherlock, what are you doing?” he hissed. Sherlock looked around, as if checking to see if anyone was listening in. “Sherlock, no one can see or hear us back here. What do you want?”Hearts (chapter 5) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Joh
Hearts (chapter 4)The next few years were strange for John. He and Molly had been going steady since that first week of secondary school, and he and Sherlock had remained friends (as much as Sherlock could have friends), but their friendship was strained. Sherlock would at times treat John the way he had since John was in fifth year, but would occasionally ignore him completely and at other times would be highly protective and possessive of John and try his hardest to keep him away from Molly. John was completely confused by Sherlock’s behaviour, and his life was made even more difficult when his sister Harry tried to flirt with Molly then brought home aHearts (chapter 4) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hearts (prelude/Chapter 1)John looked up from his notebook and looked across the playground. A small, somber boy, probably around the age of six, was looking steadily back at him. John eyed him curiously from the other side of the playground, across the sea of children yelling and playing. The other boy seemed to be trying to read his mind from across the playground. John shook his head slightly, trying to shake off the younger boy's gaze. He turned back to his notebook, and realized that he had been sketching without noticing. Blushing slightly, he realized his hand had drawn a truly excellent sketch of the younger boy across the playground. He glanced up at the otheHearts (prelude/Chapter 1) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hearts (chapter 2) It was the first day of the new school year after the hols, and John was sitting down to lunch with some of his classmates. He was just setting his tray down when he felt a tap on his shoulder. It was that boy from the playground. What was his name? Oh right: Sherlock. An odd name. He appeared to have grown over the summer and was now only a few inches shorter than John.Hearts (chapter 2) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Can I sit with you?” he said. John was about to reply when another of the boys at the table said scornfully, “Don’t let him; he’s a freak.” John turned to the other boy. “What do you mean he’s a freak?” John aske
Hearts (chapter 3)It was the first day of secondary school, and John was nervous. He tugged on the familiar red jumper. It was not the same jumper that Sherlock had commented on all those years ago – that jumper had long since been too small. This was a new jumper, but it was in the exact same shade of red that John (and Sherlock, he had discovered) loved so much. John stood anxiously at the top of the school steps and scanned the crowd. Soon he saw the familiar tall figure and black curly hair of the boy who had become John’s best friend during their years of primary school. He waved slightly, and waited for Sherlock to come up the stairs.Hearts (chapter 3) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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Hearts (postlude) It was 18 months later, and John felt time stop as he watched the dark figure falling from the roof of St. Bart’s hospital. He could feel all his memories returning as the figure dropped in slow motion: all his memories of school, of his family, and most importantly, his memories of Sherlock. He remembered the first conversation they’d had, and the last. He realized Sherlock had always remembered those, throughout the past 18 months that they had been in the same flat. He wondered what it must have been like for him: remembering the conversations and the quarrel while John sat next to him, not remembering a word of it. He wisHearts (postlude) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hearts (chapter 7)After leaving medical school, John joined the army as a medic. After four years he was sent to Afghanistan, which was a living hell. John saw friends gunned down beside him while he lay helpless in a trench. He saw many young soldiers that he was unable to save because they had lost so much blood. A young woman that he had thought he had loved was killed while John watched. And still he survived. Something kept him going and kept him from harm. One day while his company was in the trenches, shooting and being shot, John was yelling at a friend to get down when he himself was shot in the shoulder. He remembered very little of that afternoon, eHearts (chapter 7) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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Zelda shut off the vacuum cleaner and looked at her husband in annoyance. "Take that stupid dog out."
He kept staring at the book he was reading like he hadn't heard her.
"Link."
…
"LINK AVALON."
…
Zelda closed her eyes and exhaled slowly.
She took small steps toward the couch very quietly and picked up the remote for the TV.
She raised it up over her head and…
*WHACK*
"OW WHAT THE-"
"I TOLD YOU TO TAKE THAT DOG OUT."
"What dog?!"
"IDIOT, OUR STUPID DOG."
"WHY ARE YOU YELLING? YOU'RE GONNA WAKE UP THE BABY!"
"HAVE YOU NOT HEARD THAT DOG BARKING THE WHOLE 10 MINUTES I WAS
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"HEY YOU CHEATED!"
"No I didn't!"
"YES YOU DID! I had more Force Gems then you! You cheated!"
"How?"
"I don't know! You just did!"
"Okay…"
"Humph."
Link sighed and scooted closer to me. "I think you're just being a sore loser."
My jaw dropped and my eyes narrowed at him and I playfully smacked him, letting go of my Gameboy SP. "You're so mean to me."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not!"
"Yes you are!"
Link sighed and dropped his Gameboy Advanced onto the couch.
I looked down then over at him. "Link?"
He just continued to just look at the Gamecube next to our Flat screen HD TV.
I just sat there in the silence, w
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I sighed and looked over to Link who was paying for our lunch with his credit card.
"Soooooo, did you get your pancakes?" Link asked as the cashier lady handed him his credit card back.
"No." I grumbled. "I'm really hungry, and my stomach won't shut up."
Link laughed as he put his wallet in his back pocket. "Well, what happened?"
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Sheik locked his door and finished then off in two minutes."
Link smirked and laughed. "Yep, I knew it."
"Knew what?" I asked, irritated with him from not telling me Sheik was stealing my pancakes while he was annoying me.
"Me and Aryl made a bet on who would get the pancake
Cerath: Under the Twilight - Chapter 1H-h-how's it going, bros? My name is Scarlet Devil Vocaloid! ...Let me guess, I watch too much PewDiePie? All I really watch is his Happy Wheels Let's Play. I'm at like part 41 or something. I forgot. :P I don't like watching anything violent or sexually bad or anything. :/ But anyways, I'm back to UtT! Yay! :D Sorry this is kinda late, I plan on updating on Thursdays because of laziness, but now that I think about it, I usually have homework on Thursdays and Tuesdays, so how about random updates, does that sound cool? :3 But I was also late because I was still making some final adjustments to the plot, this being the main reason why I was laCerath: Under the Twilight - Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cerath: Under the Twilight - PrologueHello everyone, SDV here! This is my first story on FictionPress! Yay!! X3 I would've posted this on FanFiction, but this is more like an original story, so...:P By the way, the series is Cerath. Credits to DarkZelda who came up with the name of the world that this story's gonna take place. ^.^ That is all. :3Cerath: Under the Twilight - Prologue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The night sky was a dark, dark black, the shine from the full moon's light being practically the only light there was. The stars assisted on shining the night sky, but the stars' light did little compared to the moon.
The buildings were dark, silent, and organized in rows. They looked blacker than black, no windows covered the walls o
GhostSherlock Holmes drew his bow across the translucent strings of the violin, a sad tune circling the air around him. He shifted slightly to adjust his position atop the gravestone, and tried to turn his tune to happier notes. But the sky was red today, and another poor soul would soon be joining the graveyard. When a headstone began to materialize in the plot next to him, Sherlock froze his song, and the sky's blood hues dissolved to slate. “Ah, John. How wonderful of you to join me…but how terrible that you’re here.”Ghost in Short Stories More Like This
John blinked a few times, looking around. "Sherlock... I thought..."
"That I was dead?" Sherlock stil
Valentine's Day"I'm going out." John said as he straightened his shirt cuffs and glanced at Sherlock in the mirror. The detective was in his usual place on the couch, a nicotine patch on his arm, and dark curls in his face. He inhaled deep, pressing the patch tighter to the skin that he had rolled up his sleeve to expose. When he exhaled, it was one of hollow satisfaction. "Did you hear me?"Valentine's Day in Short Stories More Like This
"Hmm?" Sherlock still didn't open his eyes.
"I said that I'm going out."
"Why?" He drawled slowly, opening his eyes, but otherwise unmoving.
"I have a date." John pulled his suit jacket on and gave The Skull a small pat as he passed.
"Why?" This time Sherlock turne
Tokka: Sword in the Forest, Chapter 1No Means YesTokka: Sword in the Forest, Chapter 1 in Short Stories More Like This
"No." The response was short and blunt, unsurprising for the mouth which had spat it out. Toph Beifong had been anticipating this conversation for weeks now. Not long ago she had received a letter from her best friend, Sokka, which had detailed his plan for a "vacation". It had been several years since the Great War had ended. Although everyone had set out to solve the aftermath of problems in their own ways, the gang had found themselves back at each others' side often as conflicts arose.
"What!? How can you say that? After all the traveling I've done to get here… You know getting around isn't half as easy when you don't
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"I know it doesn't seem like it would be an intense topic for debate but let me tell you. Trying to get everyone to agree on the specifics of Republic City Park turned into the longest and most frustrating discussions I have ever been in since Republic City began! I mean it's a park, seems simple enough right? Nature has practically done all the work for you!"
A notable pair of people was walking through the newly built park in Republic City, a city councilman and the chief of police. The influential couple strode at a steady pace, arms locked. One using his free arm to point and snap his fingers every which way, h
The Final Case: Part Three "Oh, Sherlock," John sighed as he approached his friend, who was downing another drink while giggling at the bar tender, who was smirking slightly and leaning on the counter. He placed a hand on his friend's shoulder and caught his attention. "You okay?"The Final Case: Part Three in Short Stories More Like This
"Fine, Jothn," Sherlock slurred, smiling up at his friend and turning completely in his seat to face him. "Neva' felt betta."
John sighed heavily but couldn't help but smile down at his beaming friend. "How much did you drink?" John asked, chuckling and brushing a strand of hair out of Sherlock's eyes as he attempted to blow it from his forehead.
"He only had about twenty glass," Steve
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The doctor flinched as he heard the moan from upstairs, the coffee cup clutched in his hand getting squeezed tighter. He sighed heavily before he poured a second cup of the still-hot-coffee, added the proper amount of sugar, and headed upstairs, grabbing a pill bottle of advil on his way past the cupboard. He pushed the door open gently with his foot and a groan met him, the light falling into the room.
"Sit up, Sherlock," John instructed, shutting the door slightly as to not abuse the detective too much. Sherlock pulled back the covers carefully, taking a look around the room before sitting up and moaning, leaning back against t
Tokka Week Day 2: ParentsThe idea of having two parents is very foreign to me. It really snuck up on me, but it shouldn't have. A lot of things have happened since last summer.Tokka Week Day 2: Parents in Short Stories More Like This
It started on a normal day. Mom and I had just been out to practice some metalbending at the Republic City scrap yard. We walked in the house and plopped down on the couch.
"Lin, go get the mail." Mom commanded lazily.
"Moooooooom. I just sat down. Maybe in a little while." I moaned.
"Lin. Now." She flung a rock from our earth covered floor at me.
"Fine!" I said, standing as I blocked the rock and sent it back to the floor. I huffed out of the house, causing the ground to shake a lit
Tokka Week Day 1: Bending the RulesToph and I sat at her kitchen table. It was a warm and breezy day just at the start of fall. The windows were open and I was enjoying the gentle wind on my face as she and I debated what the most ridiculous criminal trial of the year had been.Tokka Week Day 1: Bending the Rules in Short Stories More Like This
"It's gotta be that guy… oh, what was his name? The one that robbed the bank but dropped his wallet on the way out." I laughed.
"Oh, he's got nothing on Fao Dung. As if his name weren't enough, he tried to stand up a weapons store with a wooden sword!" Toph snorted. She propped her bare feet up onto the table. "So many idiots, so little time."
"Tell me about it." I smiled.
"I was talking ab
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High noon at Republic City Hall.
Glorious day for a ceremony.
Friends from four nations gather again,
As the once "Blind Bandit" becomes "The Law".
Standing with the White Lotus,
Indigo and white my old colors of home
Part from the middle by a figure in black metal
As the once "Wild Child" becomes "The Chief".
Toph Bei Fong was our loose cannon,
At any moment, she could change the battlefield.
My girl became a lady, and she became a figure of order.
Without her, a city of Fire, Water, and Rock would destroy itself.
"The Runaway" takes the podium in front of City Hall,
Confident decree layers out her plans for cohesi
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Returning home, the estates of my lost youth,
So many emotions that choke me still years later.
My real life began the night I ran away and left,
And the world opened its secrets and I learned my own.
All the battles behind, but the old adversaries still before me,
I walk up the path my feet knew before I could "see".
How can I face the future, and stand as a teacher before pupils,
If I cannot stand as an adult before my parents.
Quickly, the old weaknesses pull at my courage and resolve.
I feel their heartbeats diverge polar opposite as I enter.
First, for my mother of love, I return a warm salutation and mental embrace.
Sta.sh
