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Alustrial777 Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 4:56 pm
Hello guild members! biggrin This is our second contest made! Yay! whee Anyways, lets get to work!
Do you have writing talent? Can you write awesome stories or are you better in poetry? No matter, this contest is for both! biggrin Everyone can post up to 3 entries for both short story and poetry! The word limit on each entry is 2,500 words!
Note: Please put on the top of the post the title (it can't be Untitled) and whether it's a short story or poem. If it doesn't have these, the judges won't even look at it!
Prizes:
Poem and Short Story-
1st- 20k
2nd - 5k
-The Lovely Judges-
Short Story Judges:
1.) Main: Alustrial777
2.) tonksluvsmoony
3.) Midnight Tigers1
Poetry Judges:
1.) Main: One_Smile_Counts
2.) Vahlre
3.) CiiTYDREAMS
Rules:
1. Follow the Gaia TOS
2. No Swearing
3. Please don't stretch the pages if you can
4. Judges' decisions are final
5. No random posts please!
6. The work has to be yours!!!
The contest’s deadline is on September 10th October 1st.
Good luck! biggrin
We have our winners! And here they are!
Poetry:
1st: DarkFireDragon 16
2nd: xXSecret_ArtistXx
Short Story
1st: Redtail Rathan
2nd: One_Smile_Counts
Great job everybody! biggrin
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 5:08 pm
Poem, 1st Entry Priest Explanation: This poem is based on a TekTek I made. It is this one here.  Here is a priest; that doesn’t give least. In her hand; a talisman. Her former love; a spirited dove. And her closed eyes; tell us no lies. Her manner and face; is simply grace. And her elegant attire; shows her hidden fire.
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Alustrial777 Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 5:18 pm
Poem, 2nd Entry
Truth
There's a young lady I'll tell you about;
she's not known to whine or pout.
She has a soul that flares;
and eyes like winding stairs.
Purity and justice is what she seeks;
and covered up lies makes her weak.
No one can quiet her down;
not until she's known 'round town.
Friendly things she'll tell;
but she says harsh things as well.
No matter how hard they cover up what she'll see;
Shining through will always be she.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 5:19 pm
Poem, Final Entry, 3rd
Dream
A place where butterflies and flowers are many colors to be;
a place where men don't lie and do laugh with glee.
A place where the water's clear and sunsets are always there to see;
a place so peaceful and yet you pay no fee.
A place I have to keep locked up with only one key;
so that no one can get in and destroy a dream only for me.
A place where princesses are saved by a knight;
a place where no man has fear or spite.
A place where there is always light;
a place where the moon is always lit in the darkest of night.
A place I have to keep locked up tight;
that even a guardian has to protect it with all it's might;
a place I keep away from everyone even if it's not right;
for this dream is mine and I won't let it go without a fight.
A place where I find my lover, children, and more;
a place where my lover will die for me for I’m the one he adores.
A place where you get no cuts, blisters, or sores;
a place where no man's soul could have tore.
A place I keep locked up deep within my inner core;
for no one will know my dreams, not the righteous or the poor.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 5:43 pm
Poem Entry 1st
True Love
To lay a kiss on your lips
so gentle and delicate
is like picking the drops of dew of the petal of a rose
I hold you close and feel safe
sheltered in from the rain from the storms
that grow and surround me
I take your hand and look into your eyes
and see a heart made of gold
and soul so pure
You see you are an angel
an angel to me
I could not help but fall madly in love with you,
the one who stole my heart
I'm glad you did because i could never find one such as you...
Someone who makes each day the best
each laugh the longest
each tear the saddest
and a life, my life worthwhile
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 6:24 pm
The Other Fin of H20
The chosen ones were being chosen, they were just being born. There names were Andee Annabelle Clarson, Anastasia Ava Jajigal, and Danielle Nattilie Valabrese. They grew up to be best friends. But they were best friends fo two reasons and two reasons only. To save our planet and the have someone there when you need them. But, the book is not only about the tree girls. It's also about their ' try to be' gurdians. Their names were Andre Macho and Kyle Ussy. They were boyfirnds of Anastasia and Kyle. But, you will find out what relationships really means in this book. Is it because they are rich? (Kyles question to Danielle) Is it because the are beatuiful? (Andres question to Anastasia) Or is it because you love them? (This would be Andee's, but she doesn't have a boyfriend in this book.)
One more thing before you read, this is not H20! it's just their powers!And, They go by Ava, Nattilie, and Annabelle.
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"So ask yourself, do you like pie? The end!" Anastasia said, as the girls were walking home from school to Andee's house. "That was amazing! Anastasia, thats a reason why the teacher gave you an A!" Andee cheered. "Excuse me, Ava, why did you do your food report on something so fatty?" Danielle asked. Andee looked at Danielle. "Uh, Nattilie? I DID mine on cake! There is no rule against it! But, I'm not going to read it..." she replied.yddenly, Three Ninja's fell out of the sky." We would like your food!" They said. The girls giggled. The giggled because they never heard someone so fat talk in a high voice. "We dont have any food." The girls said. They finally approched Andee's house. (Just for the record, the live in Miami Florida.)"So, who's ready to start the homework?" Anastasia asked. "Uh, not me. I never do homework. I hope you know that." replied Danielle. The girls sat on the kitchen table bench. "Anyone want some ice cream in oreo form?" asked Andee. The other girls nodded their heads yes, and Andee went to get the ice cream.But, the frezer as broken. "Hmm, I'll fix that!" ANdee thought. She put out her hand. She curled it up, and then, it was working again. She grabbed the oreo ice cream. (Just for the record, Ava has shaping, Nattile has heating, and Annabelle has freezing.)
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As the girls were eating their ice cream, they heard Andee's sister, Mylssa screamed. Danielle and Andee ran to the kitchen. "The freezer is to cold!' she shouted. Danielle smiled. "I'll fix that!" she said. She did the same thing that Andee did, but the freezer went back to normal tempature. "What are you?!?!?!" Mylssa screamed. Anastasia walked up to the girls. " A person, and you?" she asked. Mylssa ran off screaming in tears. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. It was Mrs. Ylove. "Andee, may I please speak you you for a minute?" asked Mrs. Ylove. ANdee nodded yes, and went outside with her. "Here are your friends powers. They may come in handy." she smiled, knowing that they would not work. Andee freaked out. Who would give her new powers? She ran inside to tell the girls all about what happened. "Maybe, we should spy on her to see what she is up to?" Danielle said, happily. Danielle loved to spy. In her room, she knew what everyone in her school was doing. " Well, I would while Ava is on her date with Andre, because she would never say yes. But I have to work at Bay n' Surf!" replied Andee. Danielle gave Andee a walky-talky so Andee could serve Anastasia and Andre while Danielle spyed on Mrs. Ylove. Andee went to Bay n' Surf, the place were she worked at. She looked around to find Anastasia and Andre, but it was not what she thought it would be. Anastasia was alone, crying solfy. "What's wrong?" Andee asked? Anastaisia replied, "She did not show up." Andee buzzed Danielle intoher walky talky. "I know what you're buzzing me for, Andee. Andre did not show up on his date." Danielle said.
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"How'd ya guess?" Andee asked. She replied, "Andre and Kyle are tied up with Mrs Ylove, and she is asking them to capture us!" "And they're-" Andee was inturupted. "Hi, welcoem to Bay n' Surf! Can I start you off with a drink?" A waitress asked Andee and Anastasia. They replied no thanks, we're busy. Andee and Anastasia ran off to find Danielle. They got into Andee's car, and andee put on the traacking divice that tracked down Mrs. Ylove's house. Andee parked on a cruise way lane, where Mrs. Ylove was though the glass hole. The girls ran up to Danielle, who was hiding at the dock. "Look!" Anastasia pointed. "Hey, Andre, you're now single because you're dumpted!" ANdre looked through the hole. "Attention, all passangers on the ship in ten minuttes!" The ship manager said. "That's it, I'm in!" ANdre and kyle said. "Get'um!" "Great job Anastasia, now we have to run from fat fast ninjias!" Andee said to Anastasia. Danielle screamed. "I have a plan!" Anastasia said. "I make it rain, and then, and makes it hail! But so the hail doesn't touch us, Danielle will make it rain on us! Ready, set go!" Anastasia curled her hand to the sky. It started to rain! Then Andee did the same. It staarted to hail! Now, it was Danielle's turn. She did the same. Then, Danielles worst Nightmare happened. She fell over and her whole face was covered in mud! Next, a ninjia grabbed her and put her in a barrell.
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"Where did Danielle go?" Asked Andee to Anastasia, who was far behind her. Suddenly, she heard Andre laugh because he was trying to shove Anastasia with Danielle into the barrell.As they were screaming help, Andee turned around and ran to the ninjia. "Leave my friends alone!" Andee shouted. She held up her hand to Andres chest and he foze to an ice cube. "Meep." he said. Suddenly, Andee was takeled and was shoved into the barrel wit the other girls. "Ooff. Were are we, Anastasia. Danielle replied "In the middle of a baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-" she was interupted. 'barrell, Barrell Danielle." Andee said. " But I feel sea sick. Are we on the boat? Yes, the were on the boat. They pushed the barrell top and took it off and got out. "I can't live here! I have a manicure in 2 hours!" Danielle worried. They tryed to open the door. It was looked! "Great, now we cant get out nowmatter what!" ANdee said. "BRING IT IN!" A voice said.
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The girls heard a beeping sound like the noise of a truck moving backwards. "Perfect spot! I'll go get them, and kill them first." The voice said again. "Boy, would I hate to be them! Uh.. who's them?" Anastasia said. 'I think them is us?" Danielle said nevusly. The door opened. It's us! The girls said. The girls ran around the room. Then they saw Andre and Kyle. "Wait a minute. You're agienst us?" Danielle and Anastasia asked. "Yeah baby!" Andre said. But Kyles answer was alot different. "I did not want to do it." he said. "JUST go away!" Danielle said. The boys walked away. "What do you want from us?" Andee asked. Mrs Ylove replied, " Well, no reason, it's just you guys are the only ones who can stop me. When I release my energey sucker it will take away all the wrolds energery exept for this cruise ship. but your room will be sucked! Ninjia 1 and trainy, take them downstairs." Ninjia 1 took Anastasia and Andee and the trainy took Danielle. "Owww! Do you mind about a girls beauty sleep?" Danielle said to the ninjia. "Ok people. Think, think hard." ANastasia said.
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anastaisa abd Andee were thinking with everything because their life did depend on it. "Danielle, what are you doing?" Anastasia asked? "I'm spying on Mrs Ylove. It may look like I'm pressing my head with the door, but I'm really ahev a spy gear on my eyes. Andee went over to Danielle. "What are you whooaaaaaaaaa! Danielle, you fond the key to the window and the closet! Lets open the closet." Andee said. The girls opened the closet. "Hippie coustumes!" the girls said. Their girls got on their coustumes. "Now, lets open the window." Danielle said. The girls opend the window. "Ava, shape the water so it's smooth. I'll freeze it so we can get out!" he girls did their magic. Then, they ice skated to the dock of the ship. Kids and many other people were playing in the pools and slides. But the worst part, there was ninjias all over the place. "Luckly, they were wearing costumes!" Danielle said. " Ava, go find Mrs. Ylove. When you find her, buzz me. Annabelle and I will get rid of the ninjias." Danielle gave the girls walky talkys.
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As Danielle and Andee were using their powers on the ninjias, Anastasia was looking for Mrs. Ylove. 2 floors down she looked for a spot to park her ray."Stop!" Anastasia whispered to her walkytalky. "Right on!" The girls said loudly into their walky talky. "Who's there?" Mrs. Ylove said. The 2 other girls came with stain glass."We found these andwe thought we could put powers in here and they would double." Andee said. 'Ninjia's, get'um!" Mrs. Ylove said. "STOP!!" Andre said. "I am not a ninjia and why do i need to wear these clothes?" Then Andee said, "Quick Danielle,activeate your fire power!" Danielle activated her glass and fire bursted on all the ninjias. But, they did burst on Andre and Kyle, but they did not die. "Anastasia, PLEASE don't kill us!" Anastasia aggreed. Then Andee said, Ava, activeate your power to weaken Mrs Ylove, I'll freeze her." "Danielle!" said Mrs. Ylove. She activated her ray on Danielle. She fell down. "Now." whispered Andee. Anastasia Activated her wind power quickly, and Andee did her ice.
Kyle and Andre got up. "Dnaielle!" they said. "Let me give her the kiss of life!" Kyle said. The other three replied, "say what?"
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"Thanks for not killing us." Andre said. "Well, we dont think we'll have another boyfriend again. Anastasia said. "Danielle is getting a manicure... oh well... Nattilie! Common! Lets leave!" Danielle got up. Then, Kyle asked, "How do we get outa here?" Andee smiled. "How long can you dudes ice skate? Everyone, get on skates and then join hands, Ava and I must be on the ends. Ready? ONE,TWO< THREE< JUMP!" she saidThey ice skated back to East Northumberland High. As the teacher was teaching,the girls pulled out a compisision book, looked at each other, and started to draw a picture of theirself as faries. Their wings and stuff were their favorite colors. After school, the three girls and two boys went to a party. 'Fly on the Wall' by Miley Cyrus came on and Firewroks went off. Then Andre asked Anastasia," Do you want to dance?" "Will it make you leave me alone??" she replied." Oh, I'm a little emberrassed..." Andee said. Anastasia replied, "Here is my answer, look up." Andee and Danielle looked up with big boogly eyes and the fireworks said, "I would love to."
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 6:25 pm
((When I have more time, I'm going to post my next entery))
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 7:52 pm
Poem, 1st Entry
Peace and Lies
Bombs fall faster than the bodies they produce,
In this era why cant we ever just refuse,
These wars that destroy so many young lives and simply just reduce,
The morale of the people that theyre tryingto infuse,
With a vision of a brighter future and a better life,
And all they do is close their mouths and shut their eyes,
And just take in all the lies,
Well that just simply wont suffice.
Downed by today but looking toward tomorrow,
All they can see is even more sorrow.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 7:55 pm
Poem, 2nd Entry
Silent Knight
The silent knight reveals all to me now,
My pain and my true sorrow.
How long is it that this pain i must follow?
Will it end today or go on untill tomorrow?
It hurts so much to think at this moment,
All my mind reveals is true torment.
And all i have left is this one statement,
Was it intentional or just an accident?
Will this ever seace,
Will my mind ever be at peace?
What is it that for so long i have trully chased?
These questions although subtle are so fierce?
Change is but a mere stones throw away,
It can happen in less than a day.
But for me there is no longer any way,
To change the sorrows of yesterday into the happiness of today.
And yet i keep at it,
No matter what happens i can never quit.
Even if at times i have to throw a fit,
Because i know in my heart, my life is soon to shift.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 7:58 pm
Poem, Final Entry
Angels Lost
Angels have been lost but never found,
After they're all gone you won't hear a sound.
The thunder and rain are both now silent.
Not a single one left, not even one saint.
Gone now but never forgotten.
This world shall soon become rotten.
The silence strong and unbreakable.
It's all so unbearable.
Not a single sound now rings out.
All that is left is silence and doubt.
But the tears of the children will always be heard,
Because of the angels that you decided to hurt.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 11:48 pm
Short Story: Murder in the Moonlight.
A/N: This story was a rolepplay between a friend and I. It was epic enough that she let me edit it and turn it into a story.
There she was, Alystryna Dreamstrider in all her glory, standing in the middle of the large intricately designed room. She was there for one purpose and one purpose only; to kill. The man she had been sent to kill had a murderous background and it was time that his killing spree be put to an end. She took a few seconds to gaze around the room, admiring the expensive statues that lined the room. With a slow stride she walked across the room, her tight and skimpy outfit flaunting her curves, yet leaving something to the imagination. The blue cloak, lined in gold, whipped behind her; the hood covering her cold blue eyes. As she was walking through the room, her eyes set dead ahead of her to the darkness of the following room where the man slept.
The man lay fast asleep under the soft, thick covers, his dreams troubled by the faces of those he had killed, for in truth, he did not choose to kill them, but had been forced to, with the threat of the murder of the one he loved. The bastards had murdered her anyway, and the man had lost his mind afterward, proceeding to slaughter everyone that stood in his path, on a road to vengeance. After he killed them, his sanity came back, and he ran into hiding, trying to lose the world, lose those that would seek retribution for his crimes. Then he woke to the sound of a creak in the floorboards. He shot upright in the bed and looked around the room. He noticed a strange shadow, but was too tired to pay much attention to it. He laid his head back on the pillow, and attempted to sleep. She was standing there at the foot of this man's bed, her figure swallowed up by the surrounding shadows. He had looked at her and time had stood still. He was as handsome as ever but a murderer none the less. The job had to be finished. Slowly, she pulled the dagger from the small of her back and quietly moved to the side of the bed. She was standing over him, the dagger raised above his heart, ready to be plunged straight down.
The man noticed a small beam of light on the wall, and knew that it was the reflection of a metallic object. He loosened up the muscles in his arm, and waited for the right moment. He suddenly shot up out of the bed, knocked the dagger out of the woman's hand, and leaped at her, knocking her to the floor, his right hand at her throat. He reached into his boot with his left hand and pulled out a dagger of his own, and gently pushed it against the woman's right temple, just enough for her to get a feel of the blade. Then he took a good look at her, and almost dropped the blade. She was amazingly beautiful, and the way the moonlight hit her face took his breath away.
"s**t." She cursed under her breath as she was knocked to the ground. She saw the look in his eye, the way he looked at her and knew she should take advantage of the situation. Most men after all were caught off guard by her appearance, her beauty. Smirking, she shoved the man off of her and sent him crashing into a wall. The dagger fell from his hand and landed into hers. Walking calmly over to him she pinned him to the wall with one hand, the dagger pressed against his throat and she whispered. "Come now, you really think I'm that stupid? Poor you. You'll learn a lot tonight before you die then. And I'll make sure to take my time killing you..." She grinned and locked her eyes onto his. A click resounded throughout the room. The man had a .357 Magnum pointed almost point-blank at her abdomen. He grinned back at her.
"You are a fool after all. Did you really think that a man in my position only carried one weapon? Now be a good girl, and drop the knife, because this baby is always loaded. Ever seen what one of these will do to a human body?" He smirked at her, still in awe of her beauty, but seeing the tough as nails, cold-hard-b***h personality in her eyes. "Well? I am waiting."
"Oh, you're going to fun to kill." She grinned and laughed softly. Spinning him around in her arms, she held him against her, his back pressed against her chest. Her arm was around his throat and she dropped the dagger. Grabbing the arm containing the gun she twisted it until it dropped forcefully from his hand and landed on the hard wood floor with a loud ‘thud.’ Smirking, she clicked the heel of her right boot against the ground and out popped another dagger. The dagger flew the air only to land in her right hand. The arm around his neck slid downwards and pinned both of his arms to his sides, the dagger once more rested against his neck. "Good girl? What am I, a ******** dog? Sorry sweetheart, if that's the case then you have me confused with yourself." He suddenly burst out laughing, his head thrown back.
"You are a bigger fool than I thought." He stomped on the ground, and the board flew up, hitting her in the head. He took the opportunity to wiggle out of her grasp, grab the gun off the floor, and point it at her head, staying far enough away that he could pull the trigger if she rushed at him.
"You have been a worthy adversary. But I am afraid that this game has come to an end. If you move, then I will be forced to plant one of these amazingly deadly rounds into your skull. And that would be a shame, taking such a beauty out of this world. Now, who are you? And why have you assaulted me in my own house? And I suggest you not lie to me."
She felt the board hit her head and chuckled softly. It didn't faze her, people had done much worse to her and she had the scars to prove it.
"Alystryna Dreamstrider at your service. And as for why I assaulted you? Easy. You're a murderer and I took it upon myself to take you from the world. A pity too because you are rather handsome. Oh well. I suppose there are others out there." She snickered and watched him, the dagger still in her hand. She knew that if she could aim and time it right she could send the dagger towards him and hit the floor before the gun went off, though she wasn't sure if she wanted to take the risk. He knew her intent. After all, she was not the first person to try their hand at righteous murder.
"Go ahead. Throw the dagger. Do you really think it will work? I have ade this house, especially this room, for times like this. And I have meticulously trained myself for dodging. As soon as that dagger leaves your hands, I can move, it will hit me in the shoulder, and the trigger shall be pulled. And as for my murdering, you obviously haven't heard the whole story. You heard what the media wanted you to hear. If you drop the knife, I shall tell you. Or maybe I won't. But either, you will drop the knife, or I will shoot it out of your hand" He then pulled out a second Magnum from a secret pocket in the back of his jeans, and pointed it at her hand. She sighed and rolled her eyes. She had obviously underestimated him. Dropping the dagger to the ground she stood there.
"Ok, spill. I want to at least know the full reason why I'm going to kill you." She smirked, still not giving up. She would kill him, that's why she had been sent here and she would not leave until her job was done. She smiled her sweetest smile and took a chance. She turned her back on him and walked over to the bed. Plopping down in the edge of it she turned back around to face him once more.
"Going to shoot me for moving?" She snickered once more at the taunting comment. He narrowed his eyes, but put one of the guns away, keeping the other at her head. He pulled over a chair, and sat down on it.
"I do not remember the name of the group, but they had kidnapped my fiancée', and threatened to kill her in a most painful way if I did not take out certain targets. After taking out those certain people, out of spite, they killed her anyway. It pains me to even think about it." He closed his eyes, and shuddered before opening them and continuing his story.
"I went insane with the loss. I went on a rampage to find the bastards responsible, but got carried away, and slaughtered countless innocents. By the time every member of that gang was dead by my hand, I realised what atrocities I had committed, and fled. I had vowed never to kill again, unless forced to. So I hid myself from society. But every now and then, a would-be killer shows up, and tries to take me out. They are all buried in the backyard. I have prayed for their salvation in whatever afterlife they believe in. And now, not a day goes by when I do not see the faces of those poor souls, and they haunt my dreams at night." He lowered the gun, and bowed his head, a tear rolling down his face. "I am a monster. Maybe I do deserve to die."
"s**t..." She muttered to herself. "I'm not a would-be killer. I have killed countless people who deserve to die. You though? I can no longer say for certain if you deserve to die or not." She stood and slowly walked over to him. She easily pulled the gun from his hand and tossed it onto the bed. She wrapped an arm around his shoulder and wiped the tear from his cheek. She knew if she didn't kill him they would come after her and kill her for her failure. At the protection of her own life she pulled the last dagger from her belt and walked behind him. She lifted his head back and pressed the dagger to his neck.
"Forgive me..." She hesitated a moment...He had been waiting for that moment, slid the chair back, knocking her against the wall, drawing the other gun he had put away, and pointing it back at her head.
"As much as I appreciate your sympathy, I cannot allow you to end my life. I do deserve to die, but not at the hands of you. If a family member of one of my victim’s attempts to kill me, then I will let them. But you are not, so therefore, I suggest you leave my house now. Leave and I shall not follow you. And next time, when you want to slit someone's throat, make sure they are not sitting in a chair with wheels. As I said, you are a foolish, would-be killer. No matter how many people you have killed, Alystryna, your name is unfamiliar to me. However, my name is one whispered among many people. You may have killed countless people, but your numbers pale in comparison to mine."
"Actually, my dear sir, you -did- kill a family member. Maybe you don't remember her though? She was one of your first victims, one of your first innocents that you killed. See, not only was I sent here to kill you by someone else I also came for my own personal reasons. I figured if you were going to be killed who better to kill you then the sister of one of your victims. However, I'm still not sure you deserve to die..." She knocked the gun from him, kicked the chair out of her way, grabbed him by his throat and flung him effortlessly onto the bed. While he was in mid-air, she was making her way over to the bed, and when he landed, she was on top of him, pinning his arms above his head. He smirked, bit down on the capsule within his mouth, and spat in her eyes, blinding her for a few seconds. He then slid out from under her, and sat on the small of her back, taking the dagger from her hand and pointing it at the base of her neck.
"I apologize for that. As I said, I had no idea of my actions. But I will tell you this. I remember her. Oh yes, I remember her. Though she was beautiful, she was not as you are. And she fought. Oh, how she fought. I still have the scar on my shoulder from her. And if you are not sure that I deserve to die, why do you keep trying at it?" Alystryna blinked for a few seconds waiting for her vision to return. At the risk of cutting herself she moved to the side. Reaching behind her she pushed him off of her back and on to his. She turned around and sat on his hips.
"Don't move. Please." She ripped the shirt from his chest and her eyes fell to the scar. She stared at it as a few tears ran down her cheeks. Lifting her right hand up she lightly traced the scar with her fingertips, smiling at the fond memories she had with her sister. Her free hand came up and grabbed the dagger from him.
"Hold still." She placed the dagger on his chest and smirked at him. She pressed hard and drew a straight line down. Watching the blood flow freely from the cut she just made she tossed the dagger to the side and watched as it hit the floor. He smiled at her actions, knowing that she forgave him.
"I could have got it removed. But I let it sit there as a personal testament. As I shall keep the one you have given me. Now please, leave me to my wallowing. I cannot stand this. But I truly am sorry for your sister. Her face is the one that haunts me the most. She stands next to my fiancée', and asks me why. They both do." He slowly got to his feet, tears flowing freely from his eyes. He looked out the window, at the moon and the tears seemed to increase. She watched him quietly and sighed softly. She was going to be the White Knight again and it would more than likely get her killed, though at this point she really didn't care. She pulled him into her arms, she held him loosely as she dug for something. A few seconds later she found it, a small piece of cloth. She pulled him tighter against her she pressed the cloth over the wound she had caused, letting it soak up the blood.
“I thank you Alystryna. No one has shown me kindness in a long time, and you are someone that wants to end my life. How ironic.” He turned to look at her, his soul falling deep into her eyes. A peculiar feeling came over him, one he had not felt in ages. He came to realise that yes, he had fallen in love with Alystryna Dreamstrider. He leaned in to kiss her, and was surprised to find her soft lips pressing against his. Then there was a soft pop. He opened his eyes to find a look of shock on her face before she collapsed into him. There was a gunshot wound on the left side of her head. Someone had sniped her. Then there was another pop, and a searing pain exploded in his own head. As he fell to the ground, the last thing he saw was Alystryna’s face, and he smiled, before his eyes closed forever, finally finding peace in death.
© Copyright 2007 Redtail Rathan (FictionPress ID:445333). All rights reserved. Distribution of any kind is prohibited without the written consent of Redtail Rathan.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 11:51 pm
Short Story: Him
The night sky had taken over the glowing daylight as slowly as a thick blanket of onyx black ink spreads over a love poem, swallowing the joy and happiness that was once on it's surface. Under a weathered awning on a lifeless street stood Carrie, a girl frighteningly beautiful yet hidden beneath a curtain of dark insecurities. Hands tucked under the warmth of her oversized jacket, she vacantly stared at the dim glow of an aged street lamp. Held captive inside the prison of her haunting eyes, she screams with agony inside;
"Why is he taking so long?" her thoughts boiling with impatience. It seemed only the thought of his flawless lips and mysterious eyes kept her glued to that spot on the pavement, like a magnet pulling on her heart, begging her to stay. Yet something about the chilly night air seemed to tell her that something was not right.
Without a warning, the lights of the street suddenly shut off, leaving behind a a cruel, empty darkness. The dark pit of shadow spread across the city like a wave of nothingness mercilessly consuming its glowing lights. Carrie's eyes darted back and forth in panic, as if being rudely awakened from a deep sleep. Hair raising, breath quickening, hands trembling, Carrie cowered in the large empty darkness of the barren street, hoping he would find her. Please, please, please be here, she pleaded. In the far distance, sirens wailed a long, eerie cry of doom, echoing over the sea of black in which Carrie was only a grain of sand.
Carrie broke into a stride, following the sound of the crying siren. Crunch, inhale, crunch, exhale, crunch, crunch, crunch. She stumbled along the cracked and uneven pavement. feeling lost and hopeless. the moonlight, half-full and weak shining, reflected off the puddles of water along the sides of the streets, guiding her footsteps. She soon started to hear the wave of chaos coming from the bustling crowd of confused people.
Carrie's stride turned into a sprint as she raced into the crowd. "Where is he? Is he here? Where is he?" she thought desperately. She called his name out, hoping he would hear her through the deafening noise of the panic. Nearby, policemen with flashlights attempted hopelessly to quiet down the crowd, which grew noisier instead. Carrie looked up toward the policemen, and it seemed they were protecting something. Curiosity fueling her emotions, she pushed through the crowd, hoping to see what the cause of the commotion was.
It was him. lying motionless on the ground. His blood spread over the sidewalk, as though dragged from the woods. His body became the only thing she could see. The whole world around her became an oblivious waste, and only he was there. Just like before. His eyes were closed softly, as though he were merely sleeping, just as he had slept so peacefully on her bed the night before, sinking into the soft white sheets.
For a moment she wondered if he was dreaming of her in his eternal sleep, and felt a need to run her fingers through his soft black hair. Even in death, he was the apitamy of beauty. Carrie sank to the ground and pressed her cheek to the cold hard pavement, her bones sinking in. She lost all feeling of the world around her, and only he was there. She didn't hear the crowed screaming for help, she didn't feel the paramedics checking her pulse or lifting her into the ambulance. All that was there was him. Don't worry, she whispered to him sweetly. I’m coming. When we awaken, you can tell me what happened.
© Copyright 2007 Redtail Rathan (FictionPress ID:445333). All rights reserved. Distribution of any kind is prohibited without the written consent of Redtail Rathan.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 11:52 pm
Poetry: Ashley Piercing blue eyes, like the deep sea.
Hair, golden as the sun rises in the morning.
Lips like rubies, yet soft as silk.
All of these things drive me wild.
Yet there is one thing above all else,
One thing that makes me care for you so.
And that is your loving heart.
For that is what makes you truly beautiful.
It is not just the outside, but the inside as well.
And for that, I am truly blessed to have you.
And to have your love. And with that I say,
Hey beautiful. I love you.
-For Ashley
© Copyright 2007 Redtail Rathan (FictionPress ID:445333). All rights reserved. Distribution of any kind is prohibited without the written consent of Redtail Rathan.
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 12:09 am
Take Me Back to America
Poem
I didn't have a say
I didn´t want to come here at all
My words are becoming naught
And I'm being dumbed.
Slipknot roars from the teevee
And the familiar rock surrounds me
But I can't understand the words
Of the people around me.
Spanish flows out of Mexican mouths
And I suddenly miss home;
The English language sounds
So beautiful to me now...
Take me back to America...
Mum, I plead to you...
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 4:12 am
rathan,can you add a word count to the bottom?
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