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Karoline and ChastellaLives end and hearts break. You learn that as you go on. Even a child could understand this fact. people forget and people are forgotten. I was forgotten, now look at me. I'm beautiful, my hair is like a raven's feather, my skin is as pale as the moon, and my lips are crimson. I am very much like a cat, I'm agile and quick. Of course I'm a vampire. People come and people go. You can't get too close to them 'cause you'll only break. I'm making sure I never get close to anyone ever again.
" Karoline, what are you thinking about?" My pet shinigami, Chastella, asked me calmly. I grinned and walked over to her and ran my fingers through her hair.
" How much I love you maybe. Or how much I want to kill. Or maybe I just want you to myself." I said mischievously and I hugged her. She laughed.
" Now who'd want a shinigami in their home, other than you, my dearest vampire?" She kissed my cheek and grinned. Her white-ish silver hair gleamed in the light of the moon. Her pale skin made her bright
Dakar and the Red Queen Ch. 2"What do you mean you lost him!" screamed the demon queen, "How can you loose my son? I sent you out to track him and you loose him!"
"I'm sorry my queen, someone interrupted us and we lost the tracks," a guard said, "there was this woman by a lake and she made your son and his two companions disappear."
The queen stepped down from her throne and walk towards the guard, her hips swinging back an forth. The guard trembled, afraid to move. The queen traced her finger along the guards jaw line. She pulled out a dagger from the guards belt and stabbed him. He fell to the ground, bleeding all over the floor.
"You!" the queen said, pointing to another guard, "Find my son and stop him by any means nesscary."
"Yes, my queen," the guard bowed.
"Don't you dare fail or you will end up like this man on the floor," the queen snapped.
The guard bowed and left.
"Raereth, up to your usual devious plots like always," a man said, walking into the room.
He was tall and well built. He had black hair that
Dakar and the Red Queen Ch. 1Dakar sat in his secret room in the back of the castle. He stared blankly at the gray stone wall before him. His knees bounced up and down as he sat back in his chair; head resting on his hand. Dakar sighed and closed his eyes.
He was irritated with his mother...again. He could picture her yellow cat like eyes looking directly at him while she calmly told him that his beautiful girl had been taken. Her eyes shown with happiness while she told him this. She ended the conversation with a smile and calmly told him it was all her doing.
Dakar tripped over his chair trying to get to his mother's neck. He was going to try to kill the immortal demon bitch. His mother laughed at his attempt and left the room. Dakar picked himself up and went off to his secret room, where he was trying to come up with a plan to get back at her. The evil devil woman smiling away in the throne room. Her horns had probably added on a few inches since she had come to see him.
Dakar scowled. That evil woman. She wou
Kyoufu Ch. 2So here I am, six years later. Stuck at this ridiculous high school. The math teacher droning on and on about equations asking questions every once in a while.
"Kyoufu-kun, would you come up and solve for x, y and q? Since you seem to know what to do. If you have time to look out the window and daydream you must already know this." She held the marker out to me as I walked by. I took it then smirked to myself.
"It's simple...too easy for my mind." I muttered as I did the problem trying to keep my hand at a human pace instead of taking two seconds to do the problem like I would at home, I took two minutes. Keeping up with the pretense of human I'd pause every few seconds as if it was puzzling me. When I finally finished the teacher stared at me in shock. I sat back down at my seat and continued to look out the window.
"Thank you for solving the p-problem...I'd be grateful if you paid more attention...Kyoufu-san..." Sensei stuttered at the '-san' bit of the name. I just grinned knowing t
Murderous Love Part TwoI don't remember what happened... I-I m-must have l-lost my temper. I'll try my best to tell you my tale.
He looked at me the way he always did. With lust shining in those dark green eyes. His messy blonde hair the same as always. He got up from the table after taking one bite of the food which he claimed was "too cold", and pulled me out of my seat and pushed me to the wall. Holding my wrists, which were already brused from the night before. I pulled and tried to get away but couldn't. The only thing I could think of was my baby boy sitting at the table watching this.
" Kiss me back, Chiko." Zankoku growled through his teeth as he forced his lips on mine again. I forsed myself to stand still and stop shaking as I brought my arms around his neck. I kissed him through the tears streaming down my face. Tenshi, my son, had finally finished eating and went to his bedroom.
A few minutes later Zankoku pulled away and looked into my brown eyes and I could see a glimps of the man that I fell i
I'm only a ghost of who i used to be-poem-I'm only a ghost of who I used to be.
I used to be fun, cheerful, and caring.
Now I'm just an empty shell. No soul or spirit that helps me live.
A heart that beats but doesn't feel.
Living flesh that is ice cold.
How could anyone care for a girl with no human emotion?
How could anyone love a ghost?
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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