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Threads of Fate: Bullets. Pt.1
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It was the only sound in the dark room. A woman sat on the bed, loading rounds into her gun. The revolver she was currently loading was slightly larger than normal, could easily be mistaken for a magnum. It had the standard six round capacity, and a long barrel. She reached into a leather bag near her, pulled out three glowing bullet shells, and loaded them into the ammo wheel.
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The window was open, allowing in just a small amount of light from the outside. It was night, but the street lights and occasional passing car was enough for her. Her hair was a shimmering blond, falling down to her hips. She wore a tight light brown shirt, a short leather jacket was by her side. she wore dark blue jeans, an identical pistol in her lap. She closed the wheel and spun it.
She placed it on the bed and walked to the other side of the room. On the wardrobe was her belts, a small devise, and her cowboy hat that had a few holes in it. She grabbed the device with one hand and tou
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Threas of Fate: Assasin Pt.1
Streamers and Fireworks filled the night sky. It was impossoble to move more than a walk through the crowded streets. The village of the winter swan was celebrateing the return of their hero, who just recently pushed back the invadeing forces of the golden lion. the war has been waged for nearly seven years, and the ice swan village has turned the tide the last year that Gen-rotin has been fighting in the front.
At no time were Gen-rotin was being talked about, he quickly became a legend amongst the villagers. Gen-rotin, the man that defeated twenty enamy soldiers as the ambushed the camp at night without wakeing any of his men. Gen-rotin, Who defeated twin blade masters single handedly useing ony a dagger. Gen-rotin, whose words inspired his unit of one hundered men to victroy over an army of a thousand.
He was carried through the streets tonight on a large golden throne. It was made especially for the ocasion, only the finest silks, diamonds, and jewels were on the throne. His own so
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Threads of Fate: Freedom pt.1
"IDs." the guard asked the two nurses as the walked towards him. The two already had their badges in hand, he barley looked as they passed by holding it up.
"For a psycho ward, security is pretty intense." the male nurse said aloud. they wore matching white uniforms; exept he had white slacks and she wore a knee length skirt. His hair was parted to the side, giveing it more volume on the top.
The woman nudged him with her elbow. "Don't be like that. These people are 'mentally-ill' and security is tight because of the threat of other corpriations. A compedator could sneak in and steal anything promiseing, or just ruin it all together." She had her hair wrapped on top of her head, wearing glasses that just hanged at the tip of her nose. truthfully, she could see fine without them, but she thought she looked cute with them on. So did the man, but he would never admit it.
He pressed a button to call the elevator. "Ah, corporate greed and sabatosh. Cancer and aids may still be be around, bu
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The night i saw them.
I want to begin by saying all of this was real at one time, or as real as i can remember it. Logically i can believe it was a dream or my imagination getting loose. Part of me wants to believe that...but i know what i saw. the emotions i felt: deperation and fear, were far too real. i still remember the heat from hiding under the blankets, and the tears coming from my eyes. but i'm getting ahead of myself.
Let me explain how i got into the situation. I was raised in a house with three older sisters, one mother, and two grandparents. The reasons why i didn't live with my father anymore are the same reasons why my mom worked night shifts for extra chash at the hospital. When we left for school, she was driving in. when the simpsons were over after dinner, she would be driveing off. In a house of childern at the time, any attention from here was a rare and special privledge. i remeber what we faught over most was who got to sleep in her bed with her on nights she was there. She had the bi
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The Slender Man. Chpt. 5
Wendy peaked her head from under the covers and looked at the clock on the wall. Jordan's night light gave enough light so that she could see it was fifteen minutes to eleven. By now her mom should be alseep, but her plans said for her to go at eleven and she had full intentions to go by the plan exactly.
five minutes later, she got up anywase.
she reached under her bed and pulled out her back pack. it was already filled with some snacks and sweets she been saveing up, along with her favorite box of crayons and some paper. she stood over her bag with pride, ready for her adventure.
Wendy looked over to the bed on the other side of the room. there was a large lump hideing in the covers, un-moveing. she tipped toed to the other side, fearfull that any sound would wake thier mother. she got to the side of the bed and gently shook the lump. "jordan wake up it's time."
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Wendy shook the lump again. "Come on Jordan it's time to go to magic land."
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"...fine since your asleep," wendy
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The Slender Man. Chpt. 4
Tyler grunted hearing his alarm clock sound. He half rolled over and smacked the clock till he hit the snooze button by luck. He rolled back and held onto Tracey.
"mmm...you wake up too early babe." Tracey said tirely.
"Tell me about it." Tyler mumbled into her forehead. They have been together now for a little over two years. last year he asked her to move in with him, that was the same time he knew he wanted to spend his life with her forever. Ever since her parents divorce when she was seven, she didn't like the idea of marrage. Tyler decided not to push the idea; besides, he didn't want kids.
When the alarm went off again, tlyer pulled himself out of the bed. without Tyler to keep her warm, Tracey balled herself in the blankets. "Shit its cold. im brakeing up with you asshole, get out of my place."
"your still here?" Tyler asked putting on his pants. After he put on pants and a shirt (both found in thier clothes hamper) he walked out of the room. he stopped at the doorway and looke
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The Slender Man. Chpt. 3
The sun was setting in the distance by the time Tyler and Spencer were driveing back into the city. The City would always boast of it's historical grounds, but most of all thats left in the city was apartments or offices. The only places untouched was a park that was usually tagged by gangs and a old fasion restruant.
"Come on ya pussy, it's ladies night at blind pete's and i need a wing man" Steven asked
"It's fun to watch you get shot down, but not tonight. Tracey is makeing dinner and you know how she gets."
"Man fuck that cunt. She couldn't cook to save her life. Hell, dog's stay away from her meals."
"Hey, dont say that!" Tyler said with anger in his voice. "She's trying and she has gotten alot better. I only crap blood once a week now." the two bursted out laughing.
Steven stopped infront of a large building with big windows on each floor. Most of the lower ones had their curtains pulled, but you can still see shadows moveing inside. Tyler stepped out of the car and looked up to
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The Slender Man. Chpt. 2
"This shit always happens to me."
"Relax, your over exagerateing"
"Really? Last monday Taco bell gave me a sprite instead of a coke. Thursday McDonalds gave me saltless fries, and friday at Wendys a fruit salad instead of a cesar. Now, no fucking pickels in my whopper. This is bullshit" Steven said, eating his food as he ranted.
"Well maybe this is a sign for you to stop getting take out and start makeing your own meals." Tyler said finishing off his drink. He fished in his jackets pocket for his ciggerets and his lighter.
"Piss off, my weight isn't a problem." steven insisted, turning the car on.
"...I didn't mention your weight." Tyler had a wide smile on his face.
Steven threw the rest of his fries at him. "Fuck you asshole!" Tyler laughed as they pulled out of the parking lot. They rode in Steven's car, a blue camry that would brake down any day now. Tyler had a supra, but Tracey was useing it for the day(as she normally did).
"so, what do you know about this one?" steven asked as
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Threads of Fate: The priest, demon, and cross pt.2
I continued this for a while, i lost all track of time, if this world had any time. I slayed too much to count, my energy was depleted. by the end of the skimish, much of the church was destroyed and dark smoke filled the building. I walked outside to rest, and recieve some fresh air. I plunged my axe into the ground and rested against it, my wounds from battle finally catching up to me.
"What now?" i looked up and called to the voices. "What do i do now?"
The voices did not respond, the clouds continued to pollute the sky. My breathe was laborred, but i was fueled by rage. "Is this not why i was made? To do your bidding, your mercanary? To slay these monsters for you? What more is there for me to do for you?" i began yelling at the sky with what little strength i had. The voices came, almost too silent for me to even make out, but eventuallyi was able to make it out a little more each time.
".........run......run.....run...run...run run run run run run run run." the voice said over an
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The Slender Man. Chpt. 1
Johny was a boy no older than six, and he was running for his life. His lungs and legs were burning but the cold air froze the sweat on his skin. He felt no pain, the fear was blocking it all out from him.
   He looked back at his home, hearing gunshots and a scream. it was a simple two story home out near the wood line, no neighbors for atleast a ten minute walk. It was painted white with yellow window shades. All the lights were off on the first floor, only a few were on in the living room. One from the hallway near the stairs, the other was his room, with his mothers blood covering the window.
   The moon shone brightly, so Johny saw the back door opened noiselessly. The figure had to bend over and croutch to get through the door. It stood up to eight feet tall at least, and was incredably thin. It wore a buisness suit, which hugged his body perfectly. It had no eyes, no mouth, no ears or hair and a noes or anthing for a face, but Johny felt it stareing
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Threads of Fate: the priest, demon, and cross pt.1
A breeze blew over my body. It smelt strongly of sand, but the cool air that followed was refreshing. I opened my eyes slowly, the clouds from before were still there, forever circling the sky.
"...Get...up."
Once again, I heard the voice. For awhile it has been telling me to move, but I'm not sure what it meant. I lifted my arm up; it pointed to the sky for a few seconds before falling onto my chest. Bits of sand clung to the sweat on my body. it felt rough and unpleasant.
"Keep....moveing....don't....stop."
Where the voice was comeing from is a mystery, but it didn't concern me. I decided to listen to it to see where it would take me. Slowly i moved my arms and legs. The sensation was new to me, I don't remembering standing up before, but my body seemned to naturally know what it was doing. I stood there, looking at the world around me. For miles and miles, the world was flat and bare. Large mountains could be seen in all directions.
"Go...to your....left."
With no hesitation or ques
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ok its been like an year since i was here, alot has changed. in america, jobless (happily since the army), and single. so i want to be more productive before i fall into a lovely loop of being a house hermit....and so writing may help. if i even have any readers left, just comment what you want to see more of.

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im no artist, but i can write whenever i find motivation for it.

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