Breeding pt3After the police and the ambulance crew left John sat in the dining room with a glass of whisky, Stiles sat that there with Derek’s jacket around him and his own glass of whisky in front of him, Derek proud himself a glass “Where is your uncle Derek?” the Sheriff askedBreeding pt3 in Short Stories More Like This
“He’s with Cora?” He said with confusion as he took a drink
“Call him I need to talk to him.” He said Derek just looked at him oddly, but pulled his phone out and called Peter
“Dad?” Stiles asked because the last thing Stiles wanted was that perverted wolf, John looked at him
“Stiles go and have a shower.” The teen looked at him and then looked shyly down at his feet
“I don’t want to go up there alone.” He said hugging the black leather jacket close to himself,
“Your won’t be.” Stiles turned around to see Scott standing there, Stiles let out smiles and hugged him “Come on you stink.” He smiled as he hel
On the sofa 3Stiles sat at the Hale house, lying down on the sofa where Peter had his ear on his head “This isn’t creepy at all!” Stiles said dramatically as Peter sits up and smiled at him before he rests his hand on his stomach “Peter get you hand off me.”On the sofa 3 in Short Stories More Like This
“Nooo now hold still.”
“Well?” Derek asked
“Well what? Stiles is up the duff what more do you want to know?” Peter smirk as he pulled his hand off the teen’s soft stomach, Stiles grumbles and pulls his shirt down
“But how Peter I want to know how?”
“Well let’s see you put your cock into his arse…”
“FUCK SAKE PETER TELL US HOW I GOT FUCKING PREGANT WHEN I AM A BOY!” both Derek and Peter looked at Stiles with wide eyes, the teen’s eyes were bright purple, he cried as he stood up
“Well Derek you have you answer now right?” Peter said, Derek nodded as he looked at the his mate
“Derek?” Stiles w
my son pt12Harry knew what he was looking but yet he couldn’t believe it, there was a death warrant for Fenrir Greyback his mate “No.” He whispered, he was in his last year at Hogwarts and was stun to see is mate in the front page of the paper, he got up and left the Great Hall, he was son followed by the twins and Dracomy son pt12 in Short Stories More Like This
“Harry don’t do anything stupid?” Draco said, knowing how a pregnant wolf can be
“There is a warrant for my mate’s death don’t you think that I have to do something stupid!” he said
“And what are you going to do?” Fred asked
“I don’t know bitch slap the person who put this out.” he said as he walked into his dad’s rooms.
Remus looked at him with a raised eye brow “Harry?” he said “What’s wrong?” he asked the teen place the paper in front of him, Remus picked up the paper and looked wide eye at what he was reading
“They say he’s a danger still e
Secrets I keepBellatrix stood looking at her son, he had grown in a wonderful young man, she was proud of him but this moment in time didn’t make her happy, Voldemort staggers, he weakening and looking more and more like he use to be, he looked towards Harry and smiled it sent horrid shivers down his body. He looks towards Luicus “It’s time, I can no longer keep myself alive.” He saidSecrets I keep in Short Stories More Like This
“I shall have Draco ready for you my Lord.” There was a wince in Draco’s face at what he has be told to do
“No Harry will take his place.” Voldemort growled, the young blonde’s face light up with happiness, Bella shook her head and stood in front of Voldemort
“No My Lord please, not him.” He pleaded, to anyone else it sounds like a love sick woman begging the man she love not to leave her for another, but between Voldemort and her it was a silent begging for her Lord not to harm her son, the red eyes looked at her with mixed angers, he waved Luicus
Prisoner or Prince 2First Luicus did was to get a midwife, he found the best he could she was a witch who works in the muggle world the woman was less then please to be taken from her home in the middle of the night, and she was less than please to see the state her new patient, he was to think and a emotional wreck, she sat by the dark hair teen’s side “Harry I am Julie Lee, I am going to be your Midwife and your friend, what can you tell me how fair along you are?”Prisoner or Prince 2 in Short Stories More Like This
“I’m 5 months.” He tells her, she asks him to raise his shirt and she did a scan and shows an image of his child
“He?” Harry asked looking up at her blue eyes
“Yes he as in a healthy baby boy, you should be proud.” She said softly, Harry started crying as the Julie pulls him into a hug and let him cry it out on his shoulder.
When Lord Voldemort walked into the room to see how Harry is and their child “Ah Miss Lee thank you for coming here to lo
Slytherin Family:Chapter 6: A magical primary schoChapter 6: A magical primary schools and any day nowSlytherin Family:Chapter 6: A magical primary scho in Short Stories More Like This
2 months later
Harry walked into the drawing room, where he found Salazar and Voldemort sitting and drinking tea with cakes, the dark hair teen raised an eye brow as he rests his hand on his 5 month bump that look bigger as he was carrying twins. Harry looked at them blankly “Should I leave if you talking business?” Harry asked, the long hair vampire turned around to see Harry and smiled softly at him as he held out his hand
“No love come here, I would like you to met my childe Tom Riddle.” He said, Harry took Salazar’s hand as was lead over to the sofa
“We met.” Harry hissed as he was pulled into the set next to the long hair vampire
“I am aware.” Salazar amused, with a smiled as he kissed Harry in the lips the teen kissed him back
“Harry.” Voldemort said
“Tom.” Harry replied coldly as he picked himself up a cup of tea. Tom watched the teen as he sat there
Prophecy Moon pt3The dark hair teen woke up on his own bed, he turned over and looked at the wall remembering what happen Luicus killed Draco, sitting up he rubbed his eyes “Dimmpy.” He called out, a popping sound filled the room and a house elf bowedProphecy Moon pt3 in Short Stories More Like This
“Dimmpy is here to serve Lord Harry Potter.” He said the green eye teen rubbed his eyes again
“Can you get me cup of hot chocolate please.” He asked, the blue eye elf nodded
“Yes Lord Harry Potter, can Dimmpy get you anything else.” Harry thought for a moment
“Yes can you tell Lord Voldemort and Lord Luicus I wish to speak to them, but tell them after I had my hot chocolate and bath.”
“Yes Lord Harry potter.” Dimmpy said before popping away, Harry stood up and walked over to the bath room and waved his hand turning the taps on.
An hour or so later Harry found Luicus and Voldemort sitting on his bed; he gave a short growl and walked over to the dresser “You wished to talk to us?&
Under the cloak pt2When Harry realised that they were not going to his god father's house he looked at Remus "I thought we are going to Grimmauld?" he asked his voice low and quietUnder the cloak pt2 in Short Stories More Like This
"No we can't go there the order will be there, me and Sirius are taking you someone where safer, he is already there." He said Harry nodded and looked at the floor his wolf tears lay flat against his head
"A…Are you mad at me?" Harry asked, the older wolf turned around and looked at him
"What no cub I'm not mad at you." He held his arms out for him, Harry moved closer to him and sat in his lap and buried his head into his shoulder and cried, the taxi driver looked at them
"Sooo wizards and werewolves I'm guessing." Remus nodded the man as they kept driving Remus tried to comfort his young mate
"Shhhh cub it will be okay, I will find who did this and I will make them pay." He said running his hand up and down his back to comfort him, as they drove Harry started to drift off in and out of sleep as he rests his head on Remu
It's all we are 123months laterIt's all we are 12 in Short Stories More Like This
Harry had sat up in the early hours, he looked around the dead room wondering what woke him up before he realised that he was feeling sick…not again… he thought as he moved out of the bed to the bath room. Sanguini had woke up every day that the same time every morning, he sat up and saw the light in the hallway he sighed knowing he had to tell him soon, but he wasn’t sure how he would react …a lot worst if he finds out when he’s given birth…he though as he walked to the bath room where he found the teen kneeling in front of the toilet “My gem.” Sanguini whispered as he got a wet cloth from him
“I think something is wrong with me?” Harry said crying in between gagging, kneeling next to him the vampire rubbed his lover’s back
“Harry remember when I said you will have to forgive me?” he asked
“I still don’t know what that means.” He said pulling the change for the loo before
Dragon 2Three months passed by when Harry went back to England for a little while to get things ready before he moved back to Romanian, his last stop was at the Weasley. He knocked on the door, Molly open the door and smiled “Harry come in, Charlie said you were back and there was something you need to tell us.” She beamed Harry wondered would that beam last when she finds out, he walks in, he saw Charlie and smiledDragon 2 in Short Stories More Like This
“Ummm yeah there is something I need to tell you.” he said, there was a might squeal and Harry eyes widen as the red hair blur jumped him knocking him back
“GINNY GET OFF HIM!” Charlie yelled pulling his sister off him, and helped him up “Are you okay?” he asked
“Ummm think so, I think I hit my head.” He said, the tall red head touched the back of Harry’s head and got a hiss out of him and then looked at his hand and saw blood
“Damn it Ginny you have to be careful.” Charlie said
“Sorry I didn&
Team Future ch. 17It was a beautiful day in TodayLand.Team Future ch. 17 in Fan Fiction More Like This
And what could be better to do on a day like today, than shopping?
Violet Parr and her best friend, Elizabeth Beckett, were on a journey through all the fashion boutiques of the city in order to find THE dress.
You couldnt show up in some random dress on the Robinson Ball, which took place annually.
The young women had been out for a long time and they hadnt found THE dress yet, but were already packed with a lot of bags and boxes. Shoes, makeup, jewelry, skirts, trousers, shirts and more ... You could never have enough clothes in the closet (though if it was already bursting at the seams).
They stood on a moving sidewalk and moved leisurely through the bustle of the city, when Liz suddenly pointed at a fantastically colored and designed building with giant oval windows.
"We havent been there yet! And they have a great collection of dresses"
"Then lets go!" exclaimed Violet.
They somehow made it off the moving sidewalk withou
Team Future ch. 14The next few days were pure torture for Wilbur. At school, he tried to evade Violet as best as he could. Pete was still teasing him about it, but it slowly started to annoy him.Team Future ch. 14 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Will you knock it off?! Pete exclaimed suddenly.
Im not doing anything! Wilbur said defensively, tapping his fork against his tray. For a few days now, he had no appetite. Maybe he was getting sick.
He squinted at one of the other tables on the other side of the cafeteria. There she sat... alone.
Since their last meeting, she had also started to ignore him, which was just all right with him... at least he believed that. Actually, he didnt know whether that was good or not. He knew nothing anymore. He was just annoyed and frustrated.
Youre doing it again!
Youre staring at her!
Nonsense, said Wilbur. But it didnt sound very convincing. He bent over his lunch tray, and pretended to eat.
But then he looked at
Team Future ch. 40Wilbur wanted to follow Violet immediately. He had to help her before it was too late! This woman had a unique talent of getting into trouble. He was running along the same corridor, when Bobby landed behind him suddenly and roughly grabbed his shoulder. Wilbur turned around, startled.Team Future ch. 40 in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I'll help her, you help the others!" he said strictly, and eyed Wilbur with a stern gaze. Wilbur didn't know whether he could ever get used to the fact that Bobby was a super, and he didn't really had the feeling that he could trust him.
But before he had the opportunity to reply, Bobby was already gone. Wilbur hesitated a moment and looked after him, indecisive, ready to follow him. But what could he do to help Vi? Bobby could fly and shoot these weird lightning things... He could actually do something against these super clones in contrast to Wilbur...
With a heavy heart he turned around and ran through the next corridor.
Meanwhile, Bobby was flying outside through the rain along the platform. Suddenl
Team Future ch. 49Relieved to finally come home and to bed, Wilbur left the school. The sun was shining brightly and it was summery warm outside. Hard to believe that it was still two months until the summer holidays - that was eight weeks! 56 days!Team Future ch. 49 in Humor More Like This
"Scout weekend, I'm coming!" Pete cried joyfully beside him, threw his arms up and turned to Wilbur.
"Are you sure you don't want to join us?"
"I'm grounded..." Wilbur replied sullenly, with a yawn. He couldn't wait to get home.
"Why?" Pete asked confused, then stopped short, "Again?!" he added even more confused. Wilbur was annoyed. He knew that Pete really wanted to find out what had happened yesterday, and how Wilbur had managed to get into trouble again, but he absolutely wasn't in the mood to tell him. Right when Pete opened his mouth to ask him about yesterday, the school bus was ready to leave. Pete jerked around.
"All right, see you on Monday!" Pete called out, then ran to catch the bus, leaving behind a completely unnerved Wilbur.
Annoyed, Wilbur go
Team Future ch. 24I cant believe it! Why did I listen to you at all?! Wilbur complained.Team Future ch. 24 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shut up, Junior! Parr snapped.
She had directed him to the other end of the city. Until then, she had been quite determined, but after they had driven for five minutes through an uninhabited area, Wilbur came to the conclusion that she really didnt know where their younger versions were.
We are wasting valuable time driving around in the middle of nowhere! He continued to rant.
Well, your complaining isnt doing any good! Be glad that Im helping you, after all, YOU were the one who lost them! Violet sneered at him. She was extremely irritated... because of Junior mostly, but also because she had no idea what she should do next. She was here, at the other end of town ... and now what?
Wilbur was annoyed. By now, they could have been able to reach Cornelius. His father certainly would have known what to do!
But no! They had to cruise around in the
Team Future ch 8Vi was nervous. More than 30 years - that was an incredibly long time.Team Future ch 8 in Fan Fiction More Like This
Countless questions flew through her head. She wasnt worried about the fact that their identities could be jeopardized. Mr. Robinson had assured her otherwise.
However, with each passing minute, Violet became more conscious of the impending reunion. While only a few days had passed for her, her family aged for more than 30 years Vi could hardly imagine that fact, let alone comprehend it.
But she knew one thing. She would never be able to change that.
So she sat there, in the nicely decorated lounge, awaiting her fate. Her pulse went faster ...
Suddenly, Violet glanced up to see her parents standing in the doorway. Surprisingly, she was not as shocked as she had expected she would be. She realized that most supers were able to avoid serious medical problems in their old age, and this was obviously the case with her parents. Her father had gained more weight. He had lost some hair, and the hairs that remained we
Team Future ch. 5After the fateful call, Cornelius was immediately driven to the construction site.Team Future ch. 5 in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Weve found something ..." He had heard one of his colleagues utter at the other end of the line.
"So, what? Cant it wait until tomorrow?"
"You should really take a look ..." his colleague replied with an ominous tone.
Cornelius decided at that moment to drop everything immediately and head over.
It was dark when Cornelius reached the site. White and yellow headlights were arranged everywhere to illuminate the area adequately.
When he got out of the car, three of his colleagues came to him. (They probably came from home as well, because none of them wore their usual working clothes. Logan even wore his pajama pants already.)
They all had a serious, almost panicked look on their faces.
"Can anyone tell me whats going on here?!"
"You have to see it with your own eyes..."
Without any time to lose, he followed them to an elevator, which headed into a sheer groundless hole. Only a small, dim
Team Future ch. 4Two days later, Wilburs father finally left the laboratory. He looked exhausted and still had a haggard appearance. He had grown a three-day beard, and his hair was completely messed up. On his lab coat were numerous patches of oil and hydraulic fluid. He was drinking a cup of coffee in the kitchen.Team Future ch. 4 in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Are you done with your invention?" Wilbur inquired, getting ready to have breakfast.
Cornelius only gave a sullen mumble and shook his head.
"When you see your mother, tell her I'm in the office ..." he said with a yawn.
Now was Wilburs chance!
While Cornelius was in the shower, Wilbur ran into his room and grabbed his backpack. On the way back, he went into his parents' bedroom, where his mother had spent the last few nights alone. He knocked on the door and peered inside.
Franny sat in a chair, dressed in a nightgown, holding her hand to her forehead. She was as pale as a sheet and her eyes were closed.
She didnt seem to notice him.
"Erm ... Mom? Are you alright
Love's LimitsHis heart began to beat faster; and when their eyes met, he suddenly felt strangely cushy.Love's Limits in Fan Fiction More Like This
Actually, he just wanted to ask her for the way to the institute; but suddenly, the meaning of "love at first sight" became clear to him.
Wilbur Robinson, now 17 years old, was back in the past. His father was working on an important invention, however, he was missing the plans for important components. To save time and money for research, he had sent Wilbur into the past, to ask his younger self for the plans.
However, the young Cornelius was not at home, and Wilbur was now trying his best to find the way to the science fair.
Unfortunately, it was almost impossible for the boy to orient himself in the chaotic traffic of the city, which was very different to the one of his time.
But then, he saw her. A young, dark-haired, very pretty girl, around his age. She went dreamily along the sidewalk, gazing into shop windows.
Actually, he didn't want to ask her. That could cause a change in the time stre
Team Future ch. 47The entire Robinson family was in the garage, upset and in panic. When Carl had noticed that Wilbur had vanished with the time machine, he had immediately warned the other family members.Team Future ch. 47 in General Fiction More Like This
"Again, I don't know! Perhaps he's gone for hours already! I just came in and the door and the roof were open!" Carl repeated after Franny had asked him once again. She hardly understood him though, because the others were all talking excitedly at the same time. It was a huge mess of confusion.
"Okay, don't panic!" Cornelius cried to calm his family. It was silent for a moment, but before he had the opportunity to explain his plan to follow Wilbur with the other time machine, a voice screamed through the garage.
"Don't panic! Don't panic!!!!"
It was Aunt Petunia's voice. And again they all began to talking hysterically, constantly interrupting each other. Cornelius sighed and shook his head. Sometimes his family was really tiring.
Suddenly, without any of the others noticing, the little red time machi
Just Rain - Pt.2“Was he standing near the tree when the lightning struck?” Peter questioned.Just Rain - Pt.2 in General Fiction More Like This
Derek gently laid Stiles down on the charred couch before answering “Yeah. He was standing right next to it.”
Peter listened into Stiles’ heartbeat a moment.
“His heart beat has been unsettled. He could go into cardiac arrest any minute.” Peter pointed out as he crouched beside Stiles.
“What are we supposed to do?! Scott will kill me if Stiles dies here!” Derek yelled.
Peter was silent a few seconds.
He finally looked up at Derek and stated with a grin “You could bite him.”
Derek snapped his head around to look at Peter.
Derek looked to Stiles when he heard him mumbled “N-No….please…I d-don’t want…the bite.”
“Don’t worry Stiles. I’m not going to bite you.” Derek assured.
Standing up Peter grumbled “Well I’m going upstairs then. There isn’t anything good to watch here.&
'Spanish'“How do you have such a good grade in Spanish?” Stiles asked as he looked at Scott’s Spanish test.'Spanish' in General Fiction More Like This
Scott slowly took the test from Stiles and answered “I don’t know. Spanish is just easy to me. Maybe you just need to study more.”
“Okay Scott. Do you even remember what town we live in?” Stiles asked as he turned around in his chair.
“Yeah. Beacon Hills. But what does that have to do with your Spanish grade?” Scott asked as the bell ring for them to leave class.
Standing up from his chair Stiles answered “I am constantly having to run from some supernatural creature or either saving your butt. I don’t have time to study.”
Scott just shrugged his shoulders as he followed Stiles out of the classroom.
As they walked down the hallway Allison ran up and exclaimed “Look! I got a B on my Spanish test!”
Both Scott and Stiles looked over the paper she was holding up. As she put the paper back in her binder S
Forgiveness - Sequel - Chapter 14 - ENDDerek woke up the next morning with Stiles still sleeping on top of him. A smile appeared on his face as he watched Stiles sleep. The smile quickly disappeared when he heard a strangers growl outside the front of the house. Derek gently slid out from under Stiles and pulled a blanket over him. Speeding to the door he quietly slipped out of the room. Derek flew down the steps to the front door. Opening it he saw a large Alpha in full form standing a few feet out of the woods. Derek started to take a step out to fight it when Scott leaped from a tree above it and slashed at its face. The Alpha let off an angry roar but was knocked to the ground as Isaac plowed into its side. Scott let off a roar at the Alpha as he hovered over him. Slowly the Alpha stood and raced back off into the woods. After a second Scott and Isaac leaped back up in the trees.Forgiveness - Sequel - Chapter 14 - END in General Fiction More Like This
Derek suddenly heard a voice come from the roof of the porch and it asked “Hey guys! Do you need any water?”
Next Derek heard Scot
Forgiveness - Sequel - Chapter 10 pt.2About an hour later Stiles woke up. Looking down at the edge of his bed he saw that Derek was still sleeping. He grumbled and then rolled over on his stomach. He felt hot and he couldn't sleep no matter how hard he tried.Forgiveness - Sequel - Chapter 10 pt.2 in General Fiction More Like This
Standing up off his bed he quietly groaned “Well what do I do now to make me tired?”
He glanced around the room a moment before his eyes caught the sight of the leather book Peter had given him. Stiles quickly walked over to it and grabbed it. Snatching a small flashlight off his desk he went back to his bed. Pausing a moment he grabbed some sticky notes and a pencil off the side table. With a quick click he turned the flashlight on. Putting it in his mouth to hold it he opened the book.
He then mumbled around the flashlight “Chapter 1. The Pack. Every pack is run by an Alpha. It is said that if you make direct eye contact with a werewolf you are challenging it. In any pack, body language is how one can tell how another is feeling. If a dominant figu
Anchor ~ Short“I love how the only thing that affects you, that you can’t punch in the face, is the full moon.” Stiles snickered as he watched Derek pace in the living room of the Hale house.Anchor ~ Short in General Fiction More Like This
The werewolf stopped in his tracks and turned toward Stiles.
“You know I could punch you in the face.” Derek growled, making a fist.
Throwing his hands in the air Stiles exclaimed “You don’t have to do that!”
Derek grumbled a moment before beginning to pace again. He then slowed to a stop and groaned. Stiles sat forward on the charred couch and watched Derek for a few seconds. He leaped off the couch as Derek fell to one knee.
Racing over to him Stiles asked “Derek?! Are you okay?!”
“I-It’s the full m-moon.” Derek stuttered as he gripped his stomach.
Looking up through a hole in the roof Stiles saw how the full moon was reaching its peak in the sky.
Looking back down at Derek he questioned “But why? You used to have so mu
Just Rain - Pt.6"I am not biting Stiles." Derek snapped as Stiles stepped up next to him.Just Rain - Pt.6 in General Fiction More Like This
Deaton looked at Derek as he asked "Who said anything about biting?"
"Hah. He did." Stiles commented, pointing to Derek.
Derek glared down at Stiles a few seconds. Feeling the gaze Stiles took a few steps toward Deaton.
"So um. How's Derek going to heal my arm exactly?" Stiles questioned as he followed Deaton into one of the back rooms.
"Well werewolves can heal quicker because of a certain type of DNA strand in their blood. When you get bit that DNA strand gets added to yours along with several others. But that one specific DNA strand is only in their blood." Deaton explained.
"Okay. Just get to the point please." Stiles pleaded when he saw Derek enter the room.
Turning around with a syringe Deaton finished "If I take some of Derek's blood and put it in your blood stream then your arm will heal."
"Wow. It's really that simple?" Derek breathed as he thought about what Deaton had said.
"Okay. Are you forgeting the
The Boy Who Could Fly - 1The boy slowly glidded over the trees as the sun rose in the sky. Feeling the warmth on his back and the wind in his hair made him smile. Flapping his brilliant, white wings, he climbed higher in the sky. Busting through a cloud he rolled over and dove downwards. Tucking his wings in close to his body he picked up speed. Bending the edges of his wings out slightly he began to spin. A large grin appeared on his face as he spotted a lake. He continued to fall until he was a mere 2 foot from the water. Spreading his wings he steadied out and flew over it. Reaching down he let his fingers cut through the water. He quickly reached the other side of the lake and rose in the air again. Flapping his wings a few times he flew at a slower speed. As he soared over the trees he saw a black figure. Becoming curious he ducked down through the trees and landed on a branch. Flapping his wings several times to get his balance he looked at the black figure. It was a person in a black leather jacket. LeaThe Boy Who Could Fly - 1 in General Fiction More Like This
*Space*“Okay. Where are you taking me?” Derek grumbled as he looked over at Stiles from the passanger seat of the jeep.*Space* in General Fiction More Like This
Stiles looked at the time on his phone and then answered “Oh just be quiet you Sourwolf. You will see when we get there.”
Looking back out the window Derek sighed “Well we have been driving for almost an hour now.”
Stiles tapped his fingers on the steering wheel in irritation at Derek’s attitude a moment before annoucing “We’re here.”
They sat in silence for several minutes before Derek pointed out “Um. It doesn’t look like we are anywhere.”
Stiles just smiled as he turned the jeep off.
Getting out he commented “Don’t worry. I know right where we are.”
“I really hope you do.” Derek mumbled as he got out also.
As he stood beside Stiles’ jeep he looked up. They were in a forest.
“Alright. Tell me where we are Stiles.” Derek insisted.
Forgiveness - Chapter 8Stiles slowly rolled over and was blinded by bright light.Forgiveness - Chapter 8 in General Fiction More Like This
“Why is it everytime I wake up I face the sun…” Stiles groaned.
Slowly sitting up he saw he was in Derek’s loft. Looking in the bed he was in he noticed he was alone. Derek had been there but his scent was faint. Stiles slid to the edge of the bed near the large window.
Raising his voice he yelled “Derek?! You here?”
When he got no response he stood up. The pants around his hips sliding a little lower. Stiles looked down and saw he was in a pair of gray pants. They were a mixtual between sweat pants and pajamas. They went to the ground and covered his feet.
“Hm. These must be Derek’s. I remember the fight with Deucalion and then Derek telling me he—” Stiles was cut off as a blush lit his face up. Placing his hand on his heart he felt his heart beat wildly as he finished “that he loves me.”
Walking over to the window he saw that the sun had just gotten in t
Forgiveness - Chapter 4The next morning rolled around and Stiles was still passed out and Derek was healed now. Scott skipped school so he could help guard with Derek though. By the middle of the day they took a break and checked on Stiles. The inside of the Vet Clinic was silent other than a few dogs barking. Entering the room Stiles was in Derek turned a small over head light on so the brightness wouldn't wake Stiles. He slowly walked over to him and lifted his shirt. Examining his stomach he sighed in relief. He was almost healed other than a small cut that was on his stomach.Forgiveness - Chapter 4 in General Fiction More Like This
“He's almost healed.” Derek sighed.
Scott sat down on a stool in the room and commented “That's good. But what about the next time. I'm getting worried about him.”
Leaning against the counter Derek growled “I am too. They only claimed him as theirs so they could get to you. And since they don't care what happens to him I'm worried that they might kill him eventually.”
“We have to come up wit
you chose medo you hate me nowyou chose me in Free Verse More Like This
will you blame me for the sharp-edged bones
and a broken lock on our eden wall
awash of bleeding bites and all our lost loves
we were born to fuck each other
over one way or another
it took forever and a week
but you finally confessed
and I coldly turned you down
set away by pride and rationality
my heart is covered by a sheet of ice
love is not won by a cast of dice
is your soul the same as mine
shall we dance this tune together
swirling and twirling under the yellow moon
never breaking the hypnotic rapture
lost loves flickering around us
creating such a flighty fuss
all the girls in the summer breeze
and yet you chose me
MilitiaRomance, who loves to nod and singMilitia in Concrete Poetry More Like This
With drowsy head and folded wing
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake.
Romance has never found my face,
Lost within the curtain of willow.
She's never heard of my case,
Until she cursed my heart aglow.
A time of peace, a fallen priest.
This isn't just a common fling,
Not to me, at least.
The silence has never ceased.
The deadly quiet of an angered king.
Romance, who loves to nod and sing.
Duty is a hard price to pay.
A march and a heart of stone.
And what they do each day.
Striding along, every night alone.
The sweetest song is silence,
A rare occurence for the spring.
The flash of guns and red violence,
The enemy spared no kindness.
A buzzing bee, resting his sting,
With drowsy head and folded wing.
Gunfire loud, flashing bright,
Screams of fire and of pain,
Making your head spin day and night,
You feel like you're going insane.
Stinking of death and decay,
A bit of peace, if you choose to take,
A Letter to Society, My DearDear Society,A Letter to Society, My Dear in Free Verse More Like This
Did you notice how I started that with "dear"? As if you're dear to anyone. Society, such a proper word, such an urbanite style. Such rich connotations, such a united front.
My loving Society, do you think I care? If you do, then perhaps you are intelligent enough to game with me.
Will you play this game with me, this game of hard words and sarcastic remarks and designer clothes and bone-thin models such as myself? Will you play? Let me deal you a hand.
How elite you are, Society, how aristocratic. You say you are the public, the people; but do you really know what we think?
Ah, Society, if you could see me now; my anger boiling over at the surface of this great melting pot called my mind.
But my mind is anything but melting or boiling, Society; can you understand the cool fury I bear? The cold sarcasm, the icy edge to my tongue?
Yes, I believe you
Human RaceThe face of DeathHuman Race in Free Verse More Like This
The face of Pain
Envy, and Hatred
And all fear
Its power over us-
The weak human race
The Devil lurks in our minds
Tempting us with Sin
And all fall-
The weak human race
We cannot avoid the
Sweet temptation and thrills
He offers but we can
Respect and admire
God and His Will more
I eagerly await the day
I finally join
And leave my
I am nothing
But a vessel
To do His Will and
Then leave human faults
Of ours behind-
The weak human race
We sin and sin
But what good comes?
An eternity in the nine
Roasting circles of Hell
The weak human race
My body is nothing
Insignificant and a fragile
Container for my spirit,
Broken and miserable,
The weak human race
The weak human race
Shall fall, as my
Vengeance on its
Burns them to ashes
And I repent
Of my Sins
Hatred, and Pain
Envy, and Murder
Of me and of them
They have ran their cou
Dissection of MeCut through skin, remove the organs. An empty shell of a girl.Dissection of Me in Free Verse More Like This
Strong muscles, lean from karate. Curvy through puberty. Slender with hipbones jutting out through tanned skin.
Examine the face (pretty and elfish, with a sharply pointed chin and large eyes); make dotted lines to best cut open. Slice along the dotted lines like some horrible draw-between-the-lines pictures like when you were a kid.
Examine the slender, high cheekbones and empty eye sockets. Such a shame for her death, so young, so elegant, but it was her time, wasn't it?
Finally, the brain. Take out the usual instincts; food, water, and the like.
The interesting parts are next.
She doesn't believe in love. Romantic love at least. Love is hate, and passion, and punches, and screaming curses. Love is dirty with sweat and tears. Love is neither pure nor sweet in her mind. Love doesn't exist in the way most think.
Another part of her mind. Everyone hates themselves. It's a fact of life. Everyone has to deal with it.
A BladeA blade of grass stands,A Blade in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
So proud and tall but in fact,
It wavers so scared.
What Does The Rain Do To People?What does the rain do to people?What Does The Rain Do To People? in Free Verse More Like This
Shall it wash away your inconsistent faults?
Will it show your true nature?
A clean slate, perhaps, as many would wish?
Have I ever told you about the rain?
Like tears of the sky, I've always thought.
Like the sky is sobbing, heartbroken sobs.
As if God himself weeps for humanity's failures.
Shall we grace Him with our prescence?
Shall the rain melt us away, drops clear and cold?
Will the pearls of Heaven draw portraits on our graves?
What do you do when your life's falling apart?
You hold your head high and bite your lip.
You don't show the cracks in your porcelain face.
Shall you dance in the silver rain?
Will the drops laugh at your sweet innocence?
Will they shun your weary experience of life?
Shall the rain be a better friend to you than I?
I hurt and hurt; it's like an accidental addiction.
The rain will not lie to you; the rain is clear and honest.
The rain is a true friend, always there in times of drought.
Am I that drought, that blight that da
My PassionBehold, my hall of worship, if you so choose to call it that.My Passion in Free Verse More Like This
Shall I recreate for you the feeling of utter panic as you step into the ring, your opponent showing no emotion save for a slight twitch of the brow, and facing the panel of judges? The raw adrenaline of the fight, sweat dripping off your skin, sweet nectar like from a stinky flower, and soaking into your hair?
I cannot, I regret, save for the yellow fear - I've always thought of fear as yellow, sickly yellow, cowardly yellow - hot and acidic, bubbling in your stomach. Can you feel it; manipulating your basic instincts, your primal sense to survive, no matter the cost?
Can you feel that anger, that white-hot rage as you twirl, graceful as a practiced ballet, balancing on the balls of your feet, ever wary of a potential attack? Ah, no, you're sitting in front of a screen, reading this in safety, where in the fight your every nerve is alive to make you faster, stronger, more able to win and fight and survive?
Shall you dance a
Mon ami, tu n'es pas seul.Ma chère, ne pleure pas, s'il vous plait. Je t'aime. Je t'aime.Mon ami, tu n'es pas seul. in Free Verse More Like This
Chérie, je suis ici pour toi. Tu n'es pas seul. Je suis seul aussi.
S'il vous plait, ne le font pas etre triste. Je vais etre triste avec toi. Je suis ici.
Mon amie, je ne veux pas oublier toi.
Si tu veux, ne pleure pas, s'il vous plait. Je n'ai pas vouloir de te voir pleurer.
Tu es belle. Très belle. Tu n'as pas voir pas. Je il vois.
Je suis toujours ici pour toi. Toujours pour toi. Quotidiennement.
Nous sommes la même, tu et moi. Toujours en lutte, contre la monde. En lutte, en lutte.
Quand est-ce que nous allons s'arreter? Jamais, parce que il est quoi nous faisons.
Nous sommes en lutte. Nous ne sommes pas pathetique.
Nous survivons. Nous survivons, parce que nous devons à.
Tu es forts. Tu ne sais pas que, as-tu?
Je t'aime, mais tu es faire cet dur pour moi. S'il vous plait, ne pleure pas.
Je suis un hypocrite. Pardonnez-moi.
Tu es toi, et je suis moi. Tu devrais cet savoir.
Tu es toi
Running Out of TimeYou're the Knight of Time, and you're running out of it.Running Out of Time in Romance More Like This
He smiles at you, from across the world, and you scream; you open your mouth and yell all of the things you want to say.
I miss you-
I love you.
He smiles at you, as if he knows. As if he's always known. And it makes you want to reach across that void in front of you and slap him, then kiss him silly.
Please don't leave me-
Not here, not now.
He shakes his head, mournful eyes fixed on yours. He's better than you, he knows what needs to be done, what sacrifices need to be made. He'll make them, but not for your sake.
You reach out your hand. He reaches out his. Miles away, and yet so close.
Wait for me?
Always, he says. Always for you.
I'm going to miss you.
He smiles; I already do, he says.
You grin back; it's a game once again.
I always have.
Honk. Honk. His face contorts with fear. Chills run down your spine, and you throw yourself forward, screaming his name,
PERSONAL CATASTROPHE AND PROBABLE SOLUTIONSYour life is headed for a disastrous end.PERSONAL CATASTROPHE AND PROBABLE SOLUTIONS in Free Verse More Like This
Everyone will die.
That is a fact.
You will die.
Your friends will die.
Everyone you know will die.
These are indisputable facts.
Your body will break down and crash in one way or another.
Your heart will stop.
Your brain synapses will cease firing.
100% guaranteed termination.
You and everyone you know has less than 122 years left.
The oldest person alive was 122.
Oldest person alive now is 115.
Death should be your number one enemy.
Do not accept it.
Do not welcome it.
The question is - are you willing to extend, improve your life and the lives of those you love?
Why haven't you done it yet? Do you think it's impossible?
Flying for us was impossible until airplanes were built.
Now, the question is- how do we stop the personal catastrophe of death?
The logical answer is - science!
We can slow death down using modern medicine, and we can stop and reverse some accidental causes of death.
Aging is one cause that we cannot currentl
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"Do you need help finding Hogwarts?" Hermione asked as she walked over to the teens who stood out like a sore thumb and there accent clearly screamed American.
The teens looked at each other before looking at her and a boy stepped forward with shaggy black hair and deep blue eyes like the ocean. "Yeah, we do need help getting there were are supposed to meet our friend there but wise-girl over there wouldn't allow us to get directions." he said pointing at the blonde who was glaring at him.
"Who is that you are supposed to meet?" Ron asked coming to stand by Hermione along with Harry.
"We are meeting our cousin who is a student here." Thaila informed them.
“So all of you are cousins?” Harry asked as they began to guided them back to Hogwarts.
“No, it just me and Thalia are cousin including our cousin who attends this school.” Percy tells them.
“Wait, we never introduced ourselves, I’m Hermione Granger, this is Ronald Weas
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"Man all he does is complain and nagged about being the chosen one." Ron said snorting as he and Hermione sat in front of professor Dumbledore.
"He's not all bright either." Hermione added.
"Don't worry, Mr. Weasley, Ms. Granger as soon as Potter kills Voldemort we will dispose of him." Dumbledore said causing the three to laugh. But by the door Harry was shaking as he tried to hold back his sobs and turned from the room. He ran from the tower managing to bump into Snape along the way.
Harry had run all the way to the shrieking shack where he jumped onto the crumbling bed and cried his eyes out. He calmed down as the time hit midnight. Once it struck twelve o'clock Harry felt a surge of pain enter his chest before it suddenly stopped.
"What was that all about?" Harry pondered as he took his hand of his chest.
"My mate has awoken." Tom said as he felt himself shift into his original form as he no longer looked like Voldemort but has his old sel
Siren Heart Chapter 4Siren HeartSiren Heart Chapter 4 in Romance More Like This
Chapter 4: The Plan
Dumbledore hummed cheerily as he sucked on a button (hard candy), his new treat he had become 'addicted' to. Fawkes trilled solemnly as the wizened man rifled through some papers on his desk. It was such a pain being a renowned genius sometimes, but someone had to do it. He had just finished signing his name on a document that would help allow for the relocating of a clan of fairies to the Forbidden Forest so the Ministry could work on the construction of a new all wizarding village when his door slammed open with enough force to send it bouncing back. Dumbledore was surprised to see Sirius Black standing in his doorway.
"Sirius my boy, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
Sirius snorted; he knew quiet well the kind of person Dumbledore was and knew he was less then pleased to see him.
"Where are they and don't play dumb with me old man," he responded.
"I'm sorry but I don't believe I know what you are talking about, and you shouldn't be out and about,
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Chapter 8: Story Time
Tom pulled away when they both needed air.
"Now can you please tell what is going on?" The Dark Lord asked as he brushed Harry's bangs from his eye. Harry said nothing just looked down at the ground but Tom lifted his chin so he would meet his eyes.
"I... He... Snape..." The Boy Who Lived sputtered.
"I see you found out." Tom said, holding Harry in his arms.
Remus froze as he heard something crash outside the room, he jolted up from the bed, directing his way to the door to see his cub running down the hall in urgency.
"What is wrong Moony?' Sirius asked the werewolf.
"Harry was listening in." Monny said as Snape paled if it was even possible.
"What!" Snape yelled.
"Well if seems you have to talk to your son." Sirius joked, sarcastically.
"That's not funny, Padfoot." Remus told him.
Snape sighed before leaving the room heading in the direction Harry went to when he spotted the Gryffindor in the arms of the Dark Lord.
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Be my Valentine
The sun was setting lighting the skies up with an array of oranges and reds. As a dirty blonde teen sat an old oak table surrounded by bookcases behind him as a small stack of books were present on the table.
Around the corner was a nervous set of two girls that were slowly inching their way towards him when they got close enough the blonde called out to the two girls.
"Is there something you need?"the blonde asked politely as he turned to look over at the two girls that were from ravenclaw hotie.
" Go on." One girl nudged the other who stumbled forward at her friends pushing.
"Ummm..... I wanted to ask you if you would please be my Valentine?" The girl asked as a blush was evident on her cheeks as she stared down at her shoes.
Remus gave an apologetic smile before standing up and approaching the girl. "I'm sorry, Laura. I can't be your Valentine because I want to ask someone to mine. I am grateful you have feelings for me but I won't
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Chapter 1: Arrival
Harry felt a tremendous pull to his heart as he glanced out of the window. He felt as if someone was calling out to him, urging him to go outside.
"Potter pay attention!" Snape snapped as he glared at Harry who just looked at him from the corner of his eye before turning his attention back to potion.
Draco watched from his side of the room that Harry was sitting far away from the other two members of the Golden Trio.
"Harry, are you ok?" Hermione asked Harry in a hush whisper.
Harry quickly turned to give her a hateful glare before turning back to potion to make sure Neville wouldn't make it blow up. Once potion class ended Harry quickly jumped up from his seat and stormed out of the dungeons heading for the Quidditch field. Draco quickly followed him unnoticed. Once Harry was outside he felt free and unrestrained.
"Potter, did you have a fight with Weasley and Miss Know it all." Draco teased causing Harry to turn around to give him
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Chapter 4: Escape
Tom laid Harry gently on the bed. "What happen to you Harry?" Tom asked, looking at his mate.
"It was nobody, I just fell down." Harry said instantly after the years of Dursely abuse he had perfected this to seem calm.
"Was it Draco, Blaise. Lucius, Bellatrix." Tom noticed as he had listed the names of most loyal followers which made him stiffened ever so slightly.
"I will be back stay here." Tom said as he walked out of room. Once he was gone Harry jumped and tried to look around for his wand where he found no luck. He let out his arm and said, "Accio my wand." His wand flew from under a floorboard and into his hand.
"A secret opening." Harry said as he bended down to remove the floorboards to see a small hole where his wand and a few other item like his trunk, his clothes were stuffed there shrunken. He grabbed the truck of clothes before moving back out and setting down before moving back as he pointed his wand at the truck of clothes.
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Chapter 3: Reactions
"Sirius,Sirius, Sirius!" Remus bellowed loudly at his friend. Sirius jumped in surprise but turned around to face his best mate.
"What is it Remus?" Sirius asked as he stood in front of him.
"We need to rest Sirius, I want to find Harry as mush as you do but we need are strength if we have to fight death eaters to get to him." Remus told him as he gripped onto Sirius arm.
"I can not stop Remus, He is my godson I should be there for him, But I am not!" Sirius screamed as tears began to fall. "They guy that wanted him dead from day one has him and we do not even know where they are."
"I understand your frustration Sirius but us being tired and weak will not help us find him." Remus said.
"Okay Remus we can stop and get some rest before we start are search again." Sirius said as he shifted into his animgaus for, and allowed Remus to leash him up before they went to find a hotel.
Draco rapped onto the door gently waiting for a response
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Harry was waiting patiently for his godparents to arrive. There was a knock on the door and Harry rushed to answer it. Taking a deep breath he opened the door, he felt his heart drop when he saw it was only Professor Snape.
"Hello Professor Snape." Harry greeted dryly, looking at the man with a dejected look on his face.
"Mister Potter, I believe we have two people who are dying to see you." Snape said as he moved out the way so Harry could see Sirius and Remus who rushed towards the Gyffindor pulling him into a hug.
"Harry, are you okay? Are you hurt, ill, hungry? Is there something we could do for you? If something, is wrong just tell us, you would tell us, right?" Sirius gushed question after question rapidly causing Harry to laugh slightly.
"Calm down Sirius ket Harry breathe, Love." Remus said, trying to get Sirius off of Harry who was crying slightly.
"I;m so glad you guys are okay!" The-Boy-Who-Lived cried as he hugged them tight.
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I groaned as I struggled against my restraints as I smelled Stiles come closer and closer to the house. I nearly growl when I heard Stiles talking to my uncle. I smirked as I heard Stiles called Peter creepy.
"Wait, are they coming down here?"
My eyes widened as I heard two pairs of footsteps heading down the stairs.
"Peter, what are you doing?" I yelled as I glared at my uncle when he came down where I was chained to a wall.
"Why is Derek chained to a wall?" Stiles asked, looking over at me with a worried look.
'No, don't worry my mate.' My wolf wined to comfort my distress mate.
"Derek has claimed you as his mate." Peter said, bluntly causing Stiles to drop his jaw.
'Annoying bastard!' I hissed at my uncle. To add on I glared hard at Peter hoping if only looks could kill but nevertheless they didn't.
"Is it true?" Stiles asked, gaining all my undying atttention.
I stayed quiet, I learned if I could not lie than stay quiet.
"I take your silence for a yes then." St
It's not too late."Jack, please wait. I'm sorry. I didn't think that it would upset you. Please wait." Miko said, running after the 16 year old. Jack ignored the small 15 year old Asian girl.It's not too late. in Short Stories More Like This
"Of course you didn't! You never do! You think that the world revolves around you and you can do whatever you want to. Well...isn't that right?" Jack said, his voice cutting through the quiet base like a knife.
"Now what did she do?" Ratchet asked.
"Miko didn't tell me anything. Did Jack tell you anything, Arcee?" Bulkhead awnsered.
"No. He was grumbling about how immature she is all the way here." Arcee said.
"If you won't listen to me, then let me tell you in a song." Miko said and she placed a insumental CD in the sterio that Fowler bought them. Miko grabbed a microphone and a mic stand and started the song.
Here I am
Feels like the walls are closing in
Once again it's time to face it and be strong
I wanna do the right thing now
I know it's up to me some how
I've lost my way
If I could take it all back I wo
BraveryI am the soldier, waiting for the attack.Bravery in Free Verse More Like This
I don't let anything faze me,
And I don't get distracted.
I protect the ones I love
And everyone else
I am the girl who stand up for what she believes in.
I deal with names and abuse.
I don't ever back down from my views.
No one will ever make me
I know who I am.
I am the mother who still loves her abusive husband.
People tell me to leave him.
To think about my son.
I tell them I am.
They don't believe me
But I know where I stand.
I am the homeless man who stands up and puts a smile on my face because I know I'll help someone today.
I have to try and get change to help the ones who can't get by.
I help the runaways get home
And the jobless get by.
I make sure that others come first
And when I wake up in the morning,
"I think I'll help others today."
We come from different worlds
And we don't know each other's names
But we each have something in common.
We don't know many who have
Our strength and kindness
But we d
Megatron's RevengeChapter 1: Life is good...not!Megatron's Revenge in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I woke up in my room. Roberto was in his cage, fast asleep. I pushed my piano key comfortor to the side and stretched until my limbs ached. My phone vibrated, indecating that someone was texting me.
It was Jack. His message said,
'Hey. Wake up, sleepy head.' I rolled my eyes. Like I hadn't heard that before. He texted me that every other morning. I texted him back saying that I had been up for an hour, which was a big lie. Try 5 minutes. He didn't text me back. I didn't mind.
Then I heard a tapping at my window. A familiar dove-golden in color- was on my sill. I opened it and she came in.
"Glorious morning, is it not, Mikoto? I couldn't resist going out for a fly!"
"Yes, Amaterasu. It is a glorious morning. I may go for a walk later."
"Hm...I might join you. In my human form. And in modern clothes. Well...your modern."
"Yes but remember. Humans don't glow or float."
"Only around you."
"Yeah. So how have you been?
miko's dealChapter 3: The torture and the day at schoolmiko's deal in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Miko. That's all i can think about. How's Miko dealing with this? Will she stay away from the cons while the bots looked for me?Doubt it. Miko just wants me back in one piece. Spark and all.
After a while, I heard the cell doors open and heard through my audio sensors the voice i never thought that i would be afraid to hear.
"Hello, Bulkhead. Did you recharge nicely? I hope so. You'll need the energon." Starscream said. I remained silent. I just wanted to get out of here and besides, I miss Miko. She always seems to cheer me up. "Well...? Are you going to awnser me or do you need some...motivation?"
I cringed at the word motivation. "Yes. I recharged fine. Happy?"
"Verily. Now you have some information that Lord Megatron would like to have. Where is the Autobot base? We can do this the easy way or the hard."
"I'm never gonna tell that to y
Jingle Bell RockIt was Christmas at the Autobot base. Miko had just opened all of her presents and liked them all. She had gotten new picks from Mrs. Darby, a notebook from Jack, a thumbdrive from Raf, and new stings from the bots. She was tuning her guitar for her big surprise to her friends. Once it was tuned, she got up and walked towards a microphone on a stand that she had set up. She started to strum her guitar, in the beat of 'Jingle Bell Rock' and started to sing.Jingle Bell Rock in Short Stories More Like This
Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Rock
Jingle Bells swing and Jingle Bells ring
Snowing, and blowing up bushels of fun
Now the Jingle hop has begun
Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell Rock
Jingle Bells chime in Jingle Bell time
Dancing and prancing in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air
What a bright time, it's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle Bell time is a swell time
To go riding in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy up jingle horse, pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a mingle to a jinglin' beat
That's the J
Go the DistanceMiko was waiting for Bulkhead to pick her up. She was sitting on a bench and listening to her ipod. She was listening to disney songs and it was on Hercules Go The Distance. 'Ok... this song is very insperational. I can't wait to let Bulkhead hear it!' Miko thought. But she had been waiting for him for over an hour. 'Maybe he got tired of me and isn't gonna come get me. I hope not.'Go the Distance in Short Stories More Like This
Miko got up and started to walk home. She held back tears and walked through the empty streets. She knew that she stood out but she didn't care. Why should she? Miko had the bots for friends. Much cooler than her friends back in Tokyo. Miko wiped away an escaped tear. No. She refused to cry here. Not over such a little thing.
"Hmmmm...maybe he forgot about me. Not surprising. I could walk there. No, it's over five miles to base. I'd be caught by a Decepticon before I even made one mile." Miko shook her head. "Maybe I don't belong here in America. Maybe I belong back in Tokyo, in the city. At least I'd know
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"Miko, why didn't you kill him?" Bulkhead asked.
"A true goddess grants mercy when her opponent gives up. Besides that job is for Optimus." Miko replied, gently landing on the ground and changing back to her regular outfit.
"Miko! That was great!" Jack said.
"Thanks. Now lets bag this energon." Miko said. They then went and found the energo. They left soon after to go back to base.
Once back at base, Amaterasu approched Miko.
"Mikoto. You were amazing when you defeated Megatron. Now, I must ask you something of the upmost importance. Are you willing to stay here on Earth with your friends or will you come with me?"
"Ma'am, I've been through the hardest of times with them so I have to stay. it wouldn't be the same." Miko awnsered.
"A wise choice. But do the mortal humans want you? Raf, you may go first."
"I want Miko to stay. She's like another older sister to me."
"Miko's like the daughter I never had. No offence, Jack."
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Miko was waiting when we got there. I don't know for how long though. When she opened her eyes, she said, "Just because the darkness is there doesn't mean that the light goes away, Bulkhead. Remember that, okay?" I nodded and I looked into her once golden eyes. Now a light brown.
"Miko. So glad you came. Now the trade can commence." Megatron said.
"Yeah now let's get this over with already!" Miko said, determination in her eye. I could see past that and saw the anger, fear, and worry.
"Very well. Miko, I'm amazed that you're here alone tonight. There are strange things out here. I wouldn't want anything to happen to my little pet." I cringed at the word pet.
"What?!?!"Miko and I said in usion. Pet?!?! No way! Not while I'm around! I stuggled to get free of Breakdown's and Knockout's grips.
"Miko! Run! Tell Prime! Please!"
Miko didn't even budge. I wanted her to run away and stay safe but...what did she want.
"Yes, Miko. Run. Run and leave
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-One year ago-
Miko Nakadai made sure everyone in her grandmothers country house was asleep. She had a strung bow in her hand with a quiver full of arrows on her back.
"Alright. If I'm going to make sure I stay alive in the states next year, I better be able to defend myself without my comrades." She said aloud.
Miko walked outside to practice. She knocked an arrow on the bow and pulled back. She breathed deeply and released. Th arrow flew through the air. It burst into a pink light and hit its target.
"Bull's eye." Miko said. She contiued to practice, only pausing to collect her arrows from the target.
Miko shook her head. 'That's silly. He wouldn't dream of telling them.' Miko was at the base, debateing whether or not Bulkhead would tell the other human and bots about her secret.. Her name had a meaning, just like everything else in this world.
That's what her name meant. And that's why she was a magical priestess, sent to be on this earth to hel
Vampire Miko Chpt 2Chapter 2: Murder Isn't Cool!Vampire Miko Chpt 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Guys, this is my friend, Miko Nakadai. She loves to watch murder-mystery shows and read such books. I think she can help us solve this case." Agent Fowler said. Miko waved.The police officers who were working the caswe nodded and showed Miko around.
"This is the victim. His name, we believe, is Vince Hamilton. Do you know how he died?" Asked one cop, Officer Alex Lamlin.
"No. You wouldn't believe me if I told you my theory. Besides, I'd have to kill you."
"Uh...ok?" Officer Lamlin said.
"Hmm... by the size of these wounds, the killer must of had something sharp with two pokers like a meat fork. Hmmm... how odd..." Miko said, thinking.
Then, the unexpected happened. She heard a rustling sound and when she turned, all of the officers(with the exception of Agent Fowler, much to Miko's relief) were dead.
"Fowler, get behind me and whatever you do, DON'T move a muscle." Miko said, getting into a fighting stance.
"Ok. Miko, what's going on?" Fowler asked.
Please,don’t make mePlease, in Free Verse More Like This
fall in love with you,
I don’t want to remember you,
those Sunday morning
or the way your
lost boy eyes always,
always found a way
to find mine.
There are only so many times
I can allow you to slice
through my scar tissue
before I finally
Scorpiussometimes,Scorpius in Free Verse More Like This
i wake up with bits of Orion
still stuck between my teeth.
& i grin, remembering
the face of every lover
i’ve managed unscathed,
to crawl out from underneath.
‘ad astra’ inked into ankle bones
like little wings, Pluto’s underworld
ripe, coursing through my veins:
i stake claim to clavicles.
between the constellations
of tongues & weak limbs,
i get off
on all the ways mere mortals
beg me to sacrifice them
to the heavens.
Androphobiai was stitched lips and a flightless raven heart-Androphobia in Free Verse More Like This
all sex and a contorting spine;
his own lips engraving 'kiss me's' on empty stars.
& between you and me: i feared his teeth,
& tongue, & honest organs-
with skin that begged, 'please, don't touch me.'
don't touch me.
don't fucking touch me.
i am not soft.
there is a war raging in my lungs,
screaming through the uncharted galaxies
of my wanderlust heartstrings.
i am not soft.
i am lust, & war, & envy
i am sin,
& the kind of prosetry yet to be proofread.
but he wanted to claim my guarded ghost eyes
and crossed legs.
'justlet me hold you.'
his callused hands were cancer,
my still body, a clock.
dust.I'm chokingdust. in Free Verse More Like This
on the ink-dipped fingers
of verbs & metaphors
still lodged in this bruised,
paper crane throat;
of your words,
still kissing my ribs.
How can you judge me-
when you don't bother
to read the naked poetry
beneath the temple of my flesh?
How long can butterfly
ankles hold up a
Don't bother whispering
your secrets to nebulae,
not even the dust in my veins
will listen anymore.
Poetry,She is stardust leaving sweet bonesPoetry, in Free Verse More Like This
in her wake. A trail of poetic destruction
conceived in verse--answering questions
with kisses. There is a hunger in her
freckled constellations, like spider webs
woven together with golden thread.
Like the wild roses she braids in her hair:
She walks backboned and head held high;
the strongest of letters on a page
left to rest in your mouth.
Writer ScarsI have told my secretsWriter Scars in Free Verse More Like This
through loves ink -
painted them to my skin
with watercolor defiance.
& writers, we sometimes
write about our scars
in riddles, layers upon
layers of thought, -
care for them
on the warlands
of our bodies.
we give them faces,
we give them names,
we give them gravestones.
We kill them off
in our stories,
make them villains,
make them heroes.
I have wrists that roar,
& I will be damned
if I don’t let them
tell their stories.
Therapists, I don't like their taste.i.Therapists, I don't like their taste. in Free Verse More Like This
in 7th grade
i didn’t know depression
until she told me her name,
carving forever scratches
along my limbs like
little love notes on the bark
of a tree.
she stole my rings
and left me hollow.
i had only ever met anxiety
in passing, until one day
he handed me power and told me
to hurt someone else with it.
with an uncontrollable
quivering in my fingers,
he whispered, “ to survive,
you must learn quickly.”
as i shoved the bevel of a needle
into a strangers arm.
so, if a therapist
could talk away my scars
like iodine disinfects,
guide the ships
through the storm of my mind
like a lighthouse-
instead of pills,
if a therapist could
give me the strength
i might just
take my chances.
My Love....My love,My Love.... in Letters More Like This
I do not wish to frighten you with this letter. I write it as a confession for my sins. I write it as a cry for help, of desperation. It is rare for me to ask for help. I am a person of pride; my pride is something I cling to for safety, like a security blanket. But as I write this letter, I'm realizing that if I dont get some kind of help, Im going to waste away to nothing.
The pain in my stomach is starting to become unbearable. The results of my illness are starting to show. Many are concerned about my "sickly thinness" but I do not see it. My legs are still fat, and my arms, and my stupid, ugly face. I'm trying so hard to hold on, but I can feel my life slipping through my bony fingers. They are the same appendages that I've been shoving down my throat. But it's not enough, it'll NEVER be enough. I know I sound so selfish right now. I cannot help that, though. I'm merely a human being; a human life that is wasted by a hideous soul.
It makes me sick to even swallow my own s
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WARNING: SOME BAD LANGUAGE USED. DON'T LIKE DON'T READ
"Send in the next one," I told my assistant. He nodded and walked off, obedient as always. I smirked and washed some of my needles and pulled on a fresh pair of rubber gloves. These were the only things that made it so I didn't have to touch them; they were so imperfect. Well, most of them were; this one wasn't so bad. This next one was the last of the day; she was always saved for last. That way, I could take as much time as I wanted to with her; my work required me to be very thorough.
"Quit pushing me you fucking Nazi!" her young voice yelled out. I chuckled; she hated to be pushed in here. But, my assistant didn't care what she did or did not like. I turned as she was pushed in the door, landing on the floor with a 'thud.' I nodded to my assistant who nodded in return and closed the door.
The ones that the lost one seesShe's so lost and sad. And always complaining. Why does she complain? Why is she so sad all the time? She has a lot to be happy about, to be grateful for. But there's so much she hates; about herself and about her life. She feels like she isn't as pretty as she wants to be, she knows her grades should be better. There's so much she wants to change. The friends she has are great, but they don't always understand. She has so many friends, and some of them understand and care; most just don't understand.The ones that the lost one sees in Emotional More Like This
There's the sheltered one, who's trying to follow in her footsteps. She's trying to learn how to be a rebel, just to say "no." But, she doesn't need to be a rebel. She's fine the way she is, she doesn't understand it, though. But, she's one of the ones who cares and understands; fighting with her through the pain. She's always there when she's needed, no matter what time or day. Her grades are perfect; she says it's cuz she's a perfectionist. But, why is that so bad? It's not, it's
Cold...I struggle to pull myself out of my chairCold... in Free Verse More Like This
My bare feet brushing the carpeted floor
I look down at my feet; they're so cold
I drag myself to my small, cluttered bedroom
Fuzzy, warm slippers are pulled onto my feet
They cover the bottoms of my skinny jeans
I wiggle my freezing toes; they don't warm too well
I stop for a moment; my knee is locked again
Foot planted firmly on the floor
I force my joint back; I groan in pain when I feel it pop
My slippers drag across the floor
What am I doing? I ask myself
I don't answer
Wandering aimlessly around my small house
From one side to the other; back and forth
Occasionally walking into another room; just to see
I find my way back to my bedroom; it's rather cold in there
I wrap my blanket around my shivering body; will it even help?
Slowly walking back to my computer room; I want my laptop
I hear and feel my joints cracking and popping as I move
As I sit down in my chair I let out a groan; my back is killing me
I don't even open my laptop; there's
The Invisible PeopleI'm one of the invisible peopleThe Invisible People in Free Verse More Like This
We hide from the revealing light
The light that shows our ugly faces
We hide ourselves in the comforting dark
The dark that protects us from your taunting laughs
The dark I hide in is the shadows
The shadows of you perfect people
I love you but yet I hate you
It's just too complicated for someone like me to explain
I'm one of the stupid people
I don't know what I want and I don't care
I don't care about anything do I?
I just care about the dark and the music
The music that I listen to is soothing
I use it to hide my ears from your hurtful words
I close my eyes to hide my eyes from your offensive looks
It is the way of the invisible people
We hide our ears from your harmful phrases
We hide our sensative eyes from the way you look
Some of us make ourselves visible by earning it
Some of us do it right, some of us do it wrong
To me, it doesn't matter if the others do it wrong or right
I envy them when they become one of the visible people
But, deep down, I k
What I Say and What I MeanI say I want to go for a walk. I mean that I want to walk the entire face of the Earth and see it all.What I Say and What I Mean in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I say I want to fly. I mean that I want to hang-glide over rolling green fields.
I say I want to go for a swim. I mean that I want to cross the English Channel.
I say I want to read a book. I mean that I want to read a whole library.
I say I want to sing. I mean that I want to belt it out.
I say I want to draw. I mean that I want to be able to paint the Mona Lisa.
I say I don't want to meet new people. I mean that I don't want to talk to someone that I probably won't like.
I say that I want to sleep all day. I mean that I want to spend the day living in my lucid dreams.
I say that everything's fine and that I'm okay. I mean that everything's all wrong and I'm disgruntled and upset.
I say I can't sleep. I mean that I'm too scared to close my eyes cuz I'm scared I won't wake up.
I say that I want to be left alone. I mean that I'm too upset about
My Puzzle PieceMy soul was a dead and empty placeMy Puzzle Piece in Free Verse More Like This
A place of darkness, happiness long abandonded
My heart barely beat inside my chest
Doing the bare minimum of its full power
It was an organ serving no purpose
A worthless hunk of muscle and tissue
Transporting icy blood to my dying body
I wanted to believe in hope, believe I could be alive again
I had begun to slip from reality, barely holding on
I hung by a single thread, holding on so tight that it hurt
My tired hands were losing their grip, I was ready to let go
But, then I realized that he was right there the whole time
My heart skipped a beat, gaining some life again
I felt my face blush, light pink sprinkled across my pale face
I knew how close we were, I should have seen it before
Maybe I was too busy being sad, too busy to see what was in front of me:
I handsome face with a warm smile to light up the world,
A warm, loving heart with a steady, musical beat
You took my hand that night, I felt so free and real, it's all so new to me
I haven't fe
Lost and BrokenLost and Broken in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes life is like an old antique shop
There's the neat little trinkets that catch your eye
and there's the treasures that stay forever
but sometimes, the shop is full of junk
little bits of this, big pieces of that
Like a little clock
it once held gleam, ticked by merrily
hour by hour, day in and day out
But now, it lays in a box,
lost and broken
no longer serving purpose
meaning nothing but meaning something
meaning something to those who have an eye for something special
maybe this little clock can be fixed
maybe it can be repaired
or maybe, it will be forever lost,
lost and broken, broken and lost
A Little Help From SlendermanA Little Help From Slenderman in General Fiction More Like This
A young girl of only 16 lay curled up on the couch in the living room of her small trailer which she shared with her mother and her dog. Her parents had divorced and she was a high school junior. She had a boyfriend who loved and adored her and treated her like she was pure gold. He, in return, meant the whole world to her. He was her whole world, and he made her dark world just a little bit brighter. The poor girl was a schizophrenic, the voices in her head taunting her at all hours of the day and night. She was depressed; it was quite hard for her to be happy. These were just a few things among a list of many.
As she lay on her couch, she cried silently into her gray pillowcase, her tears and muffled gasps slowly putting her to sleep. Her mother had already gone to bed, and was sleeping peacefully. And as the girl drifted off, a figure watched her through the blinds of the window: a tall figure with a pure white face and han
I won't take you back...He won't get me back cuz he's an american idiot, and I won't tolerate it. He didn't treat me right, but he still begging on his knees for me, thinking he still has a chance. But he didn't realize that I was the best damn thing that he ever had. He thought he could control me like some kind of Barbie, but I don't let anyone tell me who to be. I don't let anyone tell me how to live my life. I gave him so much, so much love, but now I want everything back but him. He left me with a love that I can't erase. I don't know why he thought he could tell me who to be, how to live. Last time I checked, he wasn't the king of anything. We never kissed, but does it really matter? Maybe a kiss with a fist would have done him some good, taught him a lesson. I never really found out why I dated him, I thought I loved him. Maybe that's the way this mad, mad world works. Maybe you feel something that isn't there, something that is really justI won't take you back... in Emotional More Like This