Horrific ReminderThe photoHorrific Reminder in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Sits upon the cabinet,
The gorgeous grin
Staring back at me.
Her smile inching
So slightly upward.
To our childhood.
First to hold me
When I was in trouble,
As soon as I needed you.
You were holding me
When I was angry,
When I was sad.
So far away now...
As the year has gone.
How I watch them,
Still as hurt
As when you left.
Still as distraught
And unable to hide her anguish,
No matter the support she recieves.
Chris still waits
For you to come back.
He knows the truth,
He knows where you are
And yet he cant.
Pouding over the beams.
And it didn't leave
Until you did.
You were there,
Until the end,
To see how much we cared.
To see our love for you
All of us,
We miss you.
When Its GoneThat smile,When Its Gone in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Warming your heart.
You'll miss it when its gone.
The way they look at you,
Eyes penetrating your soul,
Tandilizing beyond lust or love,
You'll miss it when its gone.
The time you spent with them,
Your hand inches away from theirs.
The thrill to just reach out and take it...
You'll miss it when its gone.
How you spend your time,
When they've gone
And you can't see nothing
Bar the absolute darkness called
The fragments of a social life:
You'll miss them when they're gone.
The love you feel,
But being too frightened
Of the rejection.
You'll miss it when its gone.
The sound of their voice,
Calling your name,
That send chills up your spine:
The look of their figure,
Dancing in the playful sunlight:
The smell of their hair,
The taste of their lips,
The warmth of their embrace.
The memory lingers on the brain,
Taste on the tongue,
Smell in your nose,
Gentle warmth against your torso.
You'll miss it all.
But your loneliness from their departure...
...you definitely won
TeacherSo many yearsTeacher in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
In mine eyes,
But so few
In the eyes of others.
So much experience
So many different events,
The "What If's",
A buzzing pain
In the back of my mind.
What if I stopped them driving,
Would he still be alive?
What if I got there in time,
Could I have stopped her?
What if I died on that curb,
Would I be remembered?
Training and teaching
Those who come after me,
The generational gap
The lessons I have learned.
Don't turn your back on those you love,
Forget the thoughts
Of ending your pain.
The ones we loose
Are never truly gone.
For me to save them
From what I know,
I will do my best,
To turn anger into love.
Fear into acceptance.
Lust into affection.
For I and I alone
Bare these scars.
Mourning the one I loved in my heart,
I think nothing of it.
They stare at me,
At every moment,
I see his face,
I see her smile.
What can I do?
I remember the soft touch
Of her skin on m
BeforehandThe old man waits,Beforehand in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
His son's hand in his,
Through his unfelt pain.
He dreams of nothing
As the world crushes him
Against naught but his soul.
On the wall moves,
Each hand moving time
And yet not the man
Who lay bare
In his bed.
Tubes and machines
Keep his lungs breathing,
His heart beating,
So that life
May pass on.
The plug is pulled
And yet his strength gives him
And still going down swingin'
He is truly a Russell.
I love you Pop.
Rest when you wish to.
Killer With A ConscienceMy heart beats onKiller With A Conscience in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
So I may battle.
For the blood rushes
And the adrenalin pumps,
I ready my bones
For the cold air
That sticks to my lungs.
Age matters not now,
As the sound of clattering of metal,
The smell of battle,
Flows towards me.
and there I am.
In the midst of it all.
Slashing through flesh
That baked nine months long
And withers so easily underneath
Blade and steel,
And another takes his place.
With eyes on mine,
He falls to my strength,
Failing against mine,
Falling as his blood does so.
I've burnt my past,
The future is all that waits;
Younger men charge
But are lambs to my slaughter,
To my skills...
These damn skills.
What is to be done?
Am I just a tool for killing?
I am more than simply that.
I am the protector of man.
I am the divider of good and evil,
Of right and wrong.
Do not avenge my death
For it stalks me,
Like the shadow
That escapes my feet below me.
As sword pushes through flesh
And blood stains the snow beneath me,
Strong Once MoreBlood seeping,Strong Once More in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A pool, swirling below.
It flows over my face,
Passing through my teeth,
Down my chin.
Face to the floor,
The pistol too far away.
He stand there, a mocking smile,
I refuse to back down.
I will not die by his hand.
Echo off the floors and walls,
The blood reflecting my image.
Eye meets eye,
Both meeting the same thought.
Reach the pistol.
The End Of Ezio AuditoreSwords clash,The End Of Ezio Auditore in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Battling around me,
Fighting for my own life
And those who I call family
Attacking in waves.
My blade will meet their flesh,
Carve my message through blood
And screams of the dying,
The hollow ring of the dead on dirt.
Keep me moving;
Faster and faster,
My metal a blur in the wind.
I was tricked by a lie,
But my eyes are open.
My cheek runs red,
He glares with bloodlust.
I stand last;
Friends and allies,
Their bodies broken into
The harsh pose of death's calling.
Drums fill the air,
My steel meets steel,
I fight through my age,
Through the arrows
That hit my back.
I swing my blade
As theirs bite into my flesh.
Blood screams at the air around,
As the ground is suddenly beneath me.
I will not die.
Steel meets my face
As I have no choice.
The fuse burns bright
In the twilight...
Our World Our RaceLife;Our World Our Race in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Sucha fickle thing.
Brought into spark
By fire and passion,
Destroyed by the smallest crack.
Into the world be pass,
Determined to live
Is such an innocent stage;
Dirt and grime, bruises and cuts,
The sobs of children erksome to others
While painful to the rest.
Lessons to be learnt,
Morals to be taught.
While we pass,
life makes it choices.
Favourite and the black sheep;
All of us children
No matter the age.
One is pampured, treasured, loved.
Their whim become reality,
Along with a large prosperous life.
The other shunned, ignored,
Sickly and finally
On the bosom
Of our world,
We are in pain.
Bumps in the paths
Chosen for us even beyond the birth,
Forefathers placing the stones
To which we walk upon.
All labels to a birthright
So few of us have
And fewer more use.
But we are all the same;
Hidden beneath the skin shades,
Behind the pink flesh,
We are all dust.
The heart of our race
Long since cut out.
LossAve Maria,Loss in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The world is gone.
Is mine body done too?
Pain seeps through the skin
As blood passes too.
The walls, aflame,
The screams, around.
To be done,
Finally coming to an end
With words rolling off the tongue.
Wraps her arms around me,
Her cold embrace
Against my burning flesh.
Is thy body
Encased in this burning inferno?
Crying, silent tears,
Evaporate in the air,
No one left to save
With no one
To save me.
She's so far away,
A sense of foreboding,
I will not see her.
Burning alonside mine.
But I am already gone,
Lost forever from the living.
She lies beneath the beams,
Brightly burning with
The unending hunger of the flame.
I am lost with her kiss...
Sleep calls my name...
BastionSomeday,Bastion in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Your bird will fly
And fly she shall,
Elegant and free,
The tyranny of the world,
Chains hold nothing.
But we cannot run forever.
Stand and fight as
The Singer plays her song.
It was a voice:
A voice filled with sadness,
Filled with sorrow,
FIlled with the stars she stares at
As the night comes with
The sun resting its eyes.
We shall build those walls
Until we feel protection,
But that wall will fall
And our home
Will come undone.
Build it tall,
Build it strong,
Do what we can.
I'm coming home.
I see her smile,
I'm on my way.
Don't leave me yet,
This world isn't done for yet.
Caelondia! We're coming home!
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 5I arrived for my shift just before midnight, and I crossed paths with the night guard whose shift was just ending. He didn’t really want to chat, only telling me that something was wrong with some of the animatronics. When I asked him what was wrong, he remained silent and left rather abruptly. He wasn’t going to come back tomorrow night, I could tell.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 5 in General Fiction More Like This
The first thing I saw when I walked in was Chica pressing her face against the window, smiling at me. “You came back!” she exclaimed cheerfully, proceeding to hug me once again. “I was so excited that you were coming back, I couldn’t keep still! I kept running back to the office to see if you had arrived, but when I tried to talk to the guard, he slammed the door in my face.” Yep, that guy was definitely not coming back again.
I had just entered the office when I heard someone knocking loudly on one of the closed security doors; the previous guard must have put them down. I flicked on the door li
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 106 AM finally arrived; it had been a long night for me, with all the fighting and destruction and whatnot. I hadn’t heard anything from the others since they left, but I didn’t want to be rude by spying on them with the cameras. It was just as I was about to leave when Bonnie came thudding down the hallway. “So how did it go?” I asked the bunny.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 10 in General Fiction More Like This
“Actually,” he started hesitantly, “Things went better than I expected. Chica and I managed to talk some sense into Freddy, and he seemed to calm down. He said that you can work on Foxy tomorrow night if you really feel the need to, although we already reinstalled his voice box.” Bonnie jumped. “Oh yeah! That’s what I wanted to ask you. How did you get it to work without his jaw?”
“Oh, did Freddy tell you about that?”
Bonnie shook his head and pointed at his long, floppy ears. “I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. I do that sometimes, but it
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 8I put down the monitor hastily; had Foxy said what I thought he said? Did Freddy make that huge hole in the fox’s chest? These questions I would have to put on hold for the time being, as something much more important was going down.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 8 in General Fiction More Like This
Bonnie swore under his breath. “Goddammit, not this again...” The rabbit took off down the hallway towards the dining area; I immediately ran after him along with Chica, but neither of us could keep up with the Energizer Bunny. It wasn’t until we reached the Dining Area that we caught up with him.
I immediately noticed that one of the tables was missing, and a quick glance around the room revealed that it had been smashed against Pirate’s Cove. Freddy was standing near the Show Stage, pounding his fists aggressively; Bonnie stood in front of him, trying to reason with the enraged bear as I entered the room. “Boss, please...” I heard him say to Freddy, “Not in front of Elena...”
I had a grim hunch
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 12What greeted me at the doorway was not Chica, but instead my boss of all people. “Boss?” I asked in surprise, “What are you doing here at such a late hour?” He arched an eyebrow at me suspiciously.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 12 in General Fiction More Like This
“Well, I’m sure that you’re aware that the previous guard quit his job the other night, so naturally I had to fill in his spot.” My boss opened the door and walked me inside; not a single sign of the band members anywhere. “He said that the way the animatronics were acting at night was... unusual, to say the least,” he continued.
We entered the office, where I found a brand new night guard uniform neatly folded on my chair. “What’s this for?” I asked; I was never too fond of the guard uniforms, and I never wore them at night anyways.
“We suspected that the animatronics are acting strangely because apparently, they activate whenever they see someone who isn’t a night guard. From what I know, someone has
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 7Foxy scowled at Freddy harshly; Bonnie wasn’t kidding about their hatred for each other. “What do ye want from me now, ya stupid bear?” he hissed at Freddy. Chica and I held onto each other securely; I guess the two of us were afraid of how the bear would respond to Foxy’s harsh words. Freddy clenched his fists tightly.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 7 in General Fiction More Like This
“Dining area,” he commanded coldly to Foxy, “NOW.” The fox glared at him as he left the office. Freddy looked at me and Chica sternly; I was genuinely terrified of him at this point, and Chica must’ve been scared too because we were squeezing each other even tighter now. “I expected you to be more responsible than this, Elena,” Freddy said in a low voice, “Bonnie, watch these two while I go have a “talk” with Foxy.”
As Freddy walked off, Bonnie poked his head into the office looking concerned. “Maybe I should have explained this better; I’m kinda Freddy’s right-ha
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 9I picked up Foxy’s jaw off the floor in astonishment; just by the weight alone I could tell that this metal was built to last, which only made me more frightened of Freddy’s strength. As I looked closer at the individual teeth, I became aware of the dark red stains forever imprinted into the jagged fangs. Only then did it occur to me the destructive power of these animatronics. My hands trembled.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 9 in General Fiction More Like This
I jumped upon hearing Bonnie’s voice; the rabbit looked at me with concern and slowly approached me. “You don’t need to worry about Foxy,” he assured me calmly, “We can fix his jaw easily.” He knelt down, trying his best to get level with me. “However, if something were to happen to you, we couldn’t fix that. You have to remember...”
Bonnie glanced at Freddy, who gave him a small nod. The rabbit reached behind his head and unlatched the hinge connected to his neck, pulling off his face to reveal a metallic,
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Betath and Kaawen spent a couple of weeks doing random jobs around the island and getting to know each other. They used thunderbugs to get rid of a rat problem on a moon sugar plantation, helped solve a harpy problem, and assisted some Bosmer whose host tree was ill. Betath didn’t really understand what was going on with the tree, but it distressed Kaawen quite a bit. Apparently, these wood elves had summoned a spirit to heal the tree, but a kwama farmer’s livestock had gotten loose and was trying to eat the tree spirit.
“Have you ever tried to pilot a ship through a hurricane when your entire stock of kwama eggs hatches and goes completely bug-nuts?” the elf had said. “I’ve tried it; can’t recommend it.”
Kaawen hadn’t appreciated when Betath had laughed himself silly over it.
Betath found the little wood elf fascinating. It was easy to underestimate her because she was so smal
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As expected, Sandril towered over me. The Altmer mage was handsome—I think most Altmer men are, really—with silvery hair, hazel eyes, and a haughty manner. For all that he was a bit arrogant, he was actually very helpful. He sympathized with Vallanil’s plight and was glad to help his friend, although he let me know in no uncertain terms that it wasn’t an easy task to undertake.
“I hope you understand the difficulty of opening a portal at such a distance,” he complained.
“Well, if you think I’m asking too much—”
“No, no. Besides, you’re not the one asking. Vallanil is.”
“Nice to know you’d be there for me if I came to you for help,” I muttered.
Sandril sighed. “My apologies, Gwenyth. Of course I would help you. I have no call to complain about such a portal when it is well within the purview of my ability. Stand next to me, please.
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It was a moment Kaawen would never forget, standing there on the wall, holding Betath, kissing him in the sunset. But it couldn’t last long. After only a few moments, a guard came sauntering along on his patrol and broke the mood.
Betath glared at him and took Kaawen’s hand. “Let’s go see Captain Astanya before she leaves for the night.” He led her back up the beach to the docks, and then past a small market area to a set of stone steps leading up into the city proper.
At the top of the stairs stood a fully armored Altmer woman with graying hair and eyes so dark that it was hard to tell where the iris ended and the pupil began. She stood there with her arms folded, looking officious, eying them warily. She nodded when they walked up. “Fair evening. How are you, Betath?”
“I am well. Captain, this is Kaawenyth.”
Astanya looked her over and gave a small shrug. “State your business,
PietroxReader Something's Missing...“I done goofed.”PietroxReader Something's Missing... in Romance More Like This
The girl stared at the table in front of her, trying to figure out what about the drawing in front of her looked off.
She squinted at the image suspiciously. Her glasses slid slightly down her nose as she scrutinized her work.
“Hey, (y/n)! Whatcha doing?”
The girl jumped and let out a yelp as her papers blew in all directions. She pressed her hand to her chest and took deep breaths trying to calm her racing heart. She turned on her assailant and glared at him.
“What have I told you about sneaking up on me?”
His arm was crossed over his chest and he had covered his mouth with his hand in an attempt to muffle his laughter.
He snickered and fully crossed his arms.
“Not to do it unless you’re in the bathroom.”
“Exactl-that is not what I told you!”
“That’s what I heard.”
“I told you never to sneak up on me.”
“I distinctly remember an <
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For a moment he sat still staring at the lab wall.
Tony felt the gust of wind as the speedy mutant switched seats.
Now he sat backwards in a rolly chair, his arms propped up on the backrest and his chin resting in the crook of his elbow.
Once again, he exhaled. He began swishing his leg back and forth causing the chair to move slightly and squeak.
A gust of air hit Tony once again, signaling the movement of his unwanted companion who was now perched on a stool.
Another quick movement and he was sitting upside down in the rolly chair spinning in a slow circle.
Tony sat the wrench down with a loud clang.
“Can you do that somewhere else?” Irritation filled his tone as he glared at the silver haired man.
Pietro’s gaze was one of innocence and confusion.
“I haven’t done anything though.” Tony’s eye twitched.
“Either hold still or go bug someone else.”
He opened his mouth to argue
A Cure For Insomnia (Pietro MaximoffxReader)(y/n) always wondered why her floor had to be the farthest away from the main common area, or the “I actually want to be social” floor, as Clint called it.A Cure For Insomnia (Pietro MaximoffxReader) in Romance More Like This
It made midnight snacking a real risk, especially when you were prone to falling asleep standing up.
The door slid open at the top floor. She didn’t bother with any lights and walked straight into the kitchen. She had been making this trip almost every night for the past month.
The fridge door clicked open illuminating the room for a moment as she removed the carton of milk.
She opened the carton and placed it to her lips, tilting her head back and closing her eyes as the cool liquid hit her tongue.
“Aha!” The light’s flashed on, startling her into a coughing fit when she choked on the milk almost dropping the carton in the process.
“So you’re the one who drinks straight out of the carton.”
(y/n) blinked away tears as she tried to stop coughing. Standing in front of her was the s
Oblivion - CoronationDid he need that day to gain the eyes of a king?Oblivion - Coronation in General Fiction More Like This
To most people, he did. Not to me. He was no different when he spread newborn wings, when light showered on him from the skies. There was a gem shining on his chest, yes, outside of space and time — but the man I saw there, rising to the heavens, was still my modest friend.
The world is both unforgiving and blind. People cast quick judgement upon what they do not know. What matters most is the sight of blood and gold — they had to see him shine, clad in silk and rich garments, before praising his name.
They keep asking to hear how he was gone. They want me to tell how he burst in light, of the fire that raged in his divine form. None of them cares to imagine the man he was before.
All that matters to me is insignificant today, buried for good in the cold tomb of history. Yet, when he left our world, the details I cherish on my own were fiercely alive. I saw the same curve of his hands, the one I had so many times found on his
Skyrim - Fifteen SecondsThey don’t even call your name. You step ahead.Skyrim - Fifteen Seconds in General Fiction More Like This
You know it will be fast; fifteen seconds, more or less, to close your eyes on a world.
Fifteen seconds and one chance to try - you breathe so fast you would explode, even though your effort is bound to end in nothing anyway. There is no way to keep it all with you.
So few are the things you can cling to, so many slip away - the peaks and the snow and your lost tomorrow, the sunlight, the voices, the yells that are killing your every chance.
Five seconds of walking to your end, on the ground that was never meant to be your home, nor even just a glimpse in a life of adventures. You bend your useless legs and wait for what is left of you to vanish. Five seconds of agony and fighting with the smell, with the blood of a poor soul, still warm on your neck.
Two seconds to hear the dragon roar - for real, again, you know your time is up.
You fade to black. You never see your future as it comes to take your life.
Oblivion - These Things Belong to You[Diary entries written in the year 433 of the Third Era, as Martin Septim contemplates his fate throughout the Oblivion Crisis.]Oblivion - These Things Belong to You in General Fiction More Like This
The past few days have equally been a blessing and a torture. I can only be relieved, of course, to find myself here — surrounded by the most capable warriors in Cyrodiil, safe within these ancient walls… still, fears and regrets I cannot define haunt me night and day.
The quiet solitude of this place sets me thinking, more often than I would like. The walls of my room, standing so strong around me, remind me of demolished ones; the wooden smell of the roof brings back the sight of blood and fire, as we were forced, desperate, to let Kvatch burn in front of our eyes. And even so-
Never, not even then, my powerlessness has been more infuriating than now. Jauffre is constantly inviting me to rest, to collect my thoughts; I think I have lost count of the worried glances he casts at me when he thinks I am not looking. Yet, I can
Love CravingI devote my life to you people! What more do you want from me? I take your punishment and I love it! You tell me my life is all a joke but then why are you still here? No, I can't stop! I crave attention! I'm a nothing without your love! I'll do anything for your love. Do you want to see me in pain? Maybe you want me to embarrass my self? I should do something memorable and repeatable. I don't want just one, I need hordes. I need boat loads! Bring on your love! I don't care if your local or from overseas I need your love! I'm nothing without you. You're the only reason I do this at night. Maybe you want to see me alone, but you can bring friends. I dont mind. Your all just my tools. You don't mean anything to me. Only your love is important. Everyone that sees me knows my name. I have a reputation. I always make an entrance, my love. Never think your the only one for me. I control hordes. It's just what I get for being an internet celebrity.Love Craving in Short Stories More Like This
ClaustrophobicAir! I need air! It's getting tighter. The walls, I know they're moving closer. Every breath I take I can feel the air getting thinner and thinner. I flail my arms a little in some desperate attempt to save the air. Obviously to no avail. Damn! What was I thinking? Is my mind going in here? I think i'm going crazy. I feel shadows moving closer towards me. I feel surrounded now, as if 30 tiny eyes are all staring directly at me. As if they're moving closer and all of them want a piece of me. I'm frantically looking around now, looking for anyway out of this. My mouth is dry as if I'm being choked by cotton. Where's some water? Where is anything now? My sense of direction is thrown off, just like my sense of balance. I fall and hit my head hard. Where am I now? Where is everyone? No ones around me but these shadowy figures. There swarming me now. The amount has doubled I know it. 60 eyes are all around me. Getting slowly closer and closer. I can feel their dark intentions from here. GetClaustrophobic in Short Stories More Like This
Waking upHere I am again. Another no win situation. She's packing heat in the back I know it. The man in front of me is no different. He's deffinatly got a nine. My brain is spinning again, too much to drink last night I guess. I can't thing straight as I stumble forward and lean against a tall,dark suited man to catch my balance. He quickly shoves me back and gives me a disgusted look. He's just like my old man, always looking down on everything I do. My head is pulsating. "Where's an escape?", I mutter out loud. Heads turn to look at me. All eyes are fixed on me again and I'm exactly where I don't want to be. I look around and see one exit that I could make a mad dash for, if it wasn't blocked by a large man. Behind me a man pushes me forward. Just another lacky for the head boss that's out to finish me off. I stuble forward and bump into the man again. He shoots me another dark look. I feel like a lamb to the slaughter, being led slowly to my death. The man behind me pushes me again. I lookWaking up in Short Stories More Like This
A Brief History of the Minecraft UniverseIn the beginning, there was the End, and the End was everything. There was nothing in the world but a scarce few floating islands, each seperated by many leagues of empty space. There was but one form of life, and they called themselves the Endermen. They stood on average three metres tall and had jet black hides. They had disconcertingly long limbs which had no joints but instead curved gracefully. Though their bodies would appear strange to the later races, their minds were filled with curiosity and intrigue at the world around them. They explored their islands and found a mysterious substance suspending them in mid-air. This substance, dubbed "gravitite", became the basis of the Enderman civilisation.A Brief History of the Minecraft Universe in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
They crafted tools, picks and axes using its remarkable properties. The Endermen used this mineral to create great flying machines to allow them to cross the voids between the islands. Their species united, their sciences advanced to heights that no later civilisation would reach for m
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Stone rumbled and fell from the ceiling as the roof of the temple began to cave in. "GameChap!" Bertie shouted. "We must make haste!"
GameChap stuffed the broken black disc into his bag as he fended off an unliving guardian of this place; a skeleton dressed in baroque golden armour. It was not the skeleton of a man, that much was clear from the snout. Its scimitar raised creakily for another strike, which GameChap was only just able to deflect.
"I agree with you, Bertie!" GameChap shouted over the roar of shifting stone, dodging and parrying blows from another three undead guards, "but these blighters are hard to shift!"
Seeing an opportunity, Bertie grabbed hold of the rope they'd used to swing across the deep chasm in the temple that divided the altar room into two halves. What rotten luck that taking the artifacts had caused the temple to collapse! He swung across, hitting a skeleton squarely in the back with his feet. It sn
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Dragonite and Will continued to chase Clay towards a dense forest. They chased with no prevail. Will hopped on Dragonite's back and they flew a rapid pace towards Clay. They charged him and they all fell onto the moist soil of the Dacian forest. Clay dropped a skull and a pokeball. Clay recovered and grabbed his items. Just after Dragonite and Will jumped up.
Clay released the pokemon inside of the pokeball. A stocky blue pokemon came out of the ball. Neither Will or Dragonite knew what the pokemon was. Will stood about 10 feet away from Clay, when he said “You're not really here! It's been a year and a half since the disasters happened! You're dead...DEAD! Coballion, use Iron Head!” The pokemon charged not at Dragonite, but at Will! Coballion sent Will flying into a tree.
As he leaned against the tree Will said “Dragonite, Fir
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Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 Moveset:
Species: Evil Spirit/Sword
Game Series: Soul Series
First Appearance: Soul Edge (1995)
Health: 1,050,000 HP Points
Voice Actor: Patrick Ryan
Power Ranking (Out of 7)
Energy Projection: 5
Fighting Ability: 7
Assist Alpha: Soul Edge Guillotine (Direct, Tilt Down)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
Assist Beta: Soul Edge Spear (Direct, Front)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
Assist Gamma: Soul Wave (Direct, Instant)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
There was a time when a man named Siegfried Schtauffen took control of the Soul Edge, becoming powerless under the power of the blade. He eventually was able to retrieve his mentality and used the power of the holy blade Soul Calibur in order to save his body. He was separated from his Nightmare form and became the new wielder of Soul Calibur, while Inferno made a pact with Zasalmel, who made him a new body of his own. Thus Nightmare was born