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posted by moodystuff449
I stood outside of the cave, watching them. I knew what to do now, but I had hoped that it would not have to go this way. 'Too late now.' I told myself, "Good night." I whispered. My sister woke up, and I slipped back out into the darkness.

*

I woke up like always but something didn't feel right, I walked outside. The air was as cold as death and… There were 2 moons. Side par side, orange, thin, crescent moons. The moon, the stars, and the sun were all out at the same time. The sun gave off barely any light ou heat, just a hardly visible smooth ice like dish in the sky. How I recognized it as the sun, I didn't even know. I walked back into the cave to wake up Aundre when I realized, he wasn't there. He was gone. I ran out onto the beach, scared as ever. I flew to see if he had just walked off somewhere. I saw him! I colombe down quickly; when I landed I scrambled over to him. He looked unconscious, I shook him desperately, "Aundre!" I called franticly. He woke up, he was just sleeping. "Oh thank goodness you're alright." I said, sighing in relief. "What am I doing here?" he asked, in surprise. "I don't know," I said, "I just found toi out here." "Found me?" he asked in shock. "I took his hand to help him up… It was covered in blood. He looked about as surprised as I was. Both of his hands looked as if someone had tried to rip them to pieces. He had been lying suivant to the cliff side. I looked up at the cliff mur above him, there was a message.

"A WARNING" It a dit it was written in Aundre's blood. It was signed, "VINDEMIATRIX."

I sharply took in a breath, I could read it. This means, it was written in Rishima. We weren't alone. 'Could that really mean--' my thoughts were interrupted. "Hey big sister." someone a dit behind me. I whipped around, "Who are you?" I stood up and took a step closer , as if to threaten her.

*

"Vindemiatrix," I bowed mockingly my hair swung down and almost scraped the sand, "call me, Vindemiatrix." She stared at me astonished, I could tell that she recognized the name even though she didn't know me. "Capella, sent me." I lied. "How do toi know her?" she asked me. I smiled in an evil way. My golden eyes dancing like flames. I know how I must appear to her, the same way I do to everyone. My waist length pitch black hair that hung limply at my sides, my ivory colored skin that was in high contrast to my stunningly red lips, they made me fit the part I was playing beautifully. "She sent me," I continued, smiling maniacally, "because she heard that you'd been associating with humans." I glanced down at the boy. "A bit." My sister a dit defensively. My smile spread, almost naturally evil. "I've been keeping an eye on this--" I pointed a long claw at the terrified face of the boy, staring up at me. "Earth star." I smiled in incredibly brilliant smile barring my fangs. All of a sudden black claws shot out of my finger tips and my eyes went black, ou they must have been, something real came over me. It felt as though a tunnel was closing in around me. I would have been terrified if I could of felt anything. I couldn't feel at all. I was gone, but I knew what would come next.

*

It was like she wasn't even there any more, like something else was coming over her. "Kill the human!" she screeched in a voice that wasn't hers. This situation on the whole, was a complete mystery to me. She sped towards Aundre. I held her back, easily. I was stronger and faster. "Let me kill him." she pleaded desperately. "Why would toi do something like that? I can obviously tell toi hate humans but this is a bit far to go just to prove a point!" "Help me!" she cried. I bit her. It was the first thing that came to mind. "Ah!" she yelled. She fell back, her arm was bleeding. She looked severely in pain, but not because of my bite.

*

I woke up halfway, I couldn't control my actions. I was bleeding a lot and it made my wonder frantically what had happened. I dug my claws into the ground and tried to hold onto it. She reached out her hand and held me par the back of my neck. I relaxed slightly, "Help me," I begged, "please…" "What happened to you?" she asked, surprisingly calm donné the circumstances. "I don't know…" I took a deep hard breath, and I was telling the truth. Tears dripped down my cheeks, though I could barely detect the feel of them. I felt so controlled, there's no other word for it. I was only half alive. "I will come after you." I said. "The curse, I can't help it…" these words weren't mine. "What curse?" She asked fiercely. "It's not me!" I yelled with all of my strength. "What's not you?" She demanded. "This!" I told her. I was in control of my words again. "I'll kill him. I will, I will!" I screeched mortified. "I will keep toi both safe." She a dit sternly. To me as much as the boy. "Who did this?" She asked. "Vega." I replied gasping. It hurt so much to talk, even though I wasn't the one saying these things. "What did Vega tell toi to do?" She asked, trying to calm me down. I was in no state to be calmed "Kill the boy." My words felt forced. I snapped out of it and instantly stood up. I didn't breathe, I began walking away. I wasn't being controlled, yet I couldn't do anything but what I was doing. I felt choked. My legs felt weak and I collapsed. The light around me kept narrowing down, as if I was tuning the word out. I saw the two blurring images of my sister and the boy hovering over me. I could hear the sounds, the sounds that no one else hears. I didn't hear their voices. I heard the air and the ocean, and nothing else. It suddenly felt as if the Earth itself was growing hotter. My vision that had been only a narrow beam of light that penetrated through the darkness quickly widened. I could see, sort of. Black spots were crawling over my eyes. Slowly the sounds of voices became distinguishable amongst the static of air and water. My fists clenched and I was suddenly aware of the sand underneath me, I sharply inhaled, I hadn't been breathing. I saw my sister breathe a sigh of relief, and I thought it was amazing that she could care about someone she didn't even recognize.

*




Copyright © 2010-2011, Waverly L. Harris. FictionPress user Id 748202. All chapters, prologues, prefaces, epilogues, sneak peeks, and plus belong to me.
I am and avid Sonic fan. Ever since I was 3 I've been hooked on Sonic. Sonic R was my first game, after all. That being a dit one of my favori characters in all of fiction is Shadow the Hedgehog. So, toi can imagine my surprise when I found out he had his very own game. Now I'm going into this review without any bias. I'm not excusing anything just because it's Sonic. So without further ado, let's begin the review.


Gameplay: Have toi played Sonic Adventure 2, ou Heroes? If so you'll be glad to know that the gameplay is the same. For those of toi who don't know Shadow can run, mur jump, and...
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added by zanhar1
Source: Me
April 30,2000

Dear Diary,

Today's my sixth birthday.I can't wait to watch the new series called The suivant Star.It's a chant competition to see who will be the suivant star.People of any age can try out.I hope some one between five and nine will try out and will actually be good.Anyway I have to go and celebrate my birthday.Mommy made me a sundae and a yummy chocolat cake.Aislinn a dit she didn't want to have one birthday for both of us.So we are celebrating hers tomorrow.Bye!

Love,

Willow May Rains

May 1,2000

Dear Diary,

Last night I watched The suivant Star.I was watching it and all of the sudden a really...
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DOVEWING PVO
Tigerheart and Dovewing had finished playing around and were lying in the Great Oak together.
Dovewing was breathing in Tigerheart's soft muscular scent and playing with his tail gently. He was sharing tongues with her and talking about each other's life together.
Dovewing was content to be there with him, it had been ages and there were no other chats here, no Bumblestripe, no jealousy. No Ivypool and Toadstep, Cinderheart and Liomblaze and everybody telling her to get a mate, like Bumblestripe.
She was there with who she loved and who she cared about most.
TIgerheart began talking to her slowly, calmly, contently.
"Dovewing, I l’amour toi plus than ever!" He purred.
"I l’amour toi too, Tigerheart." Dovewing murmured.
She crouched down and started to lick his smooth fourrure and he played around.
"Tigerheart..." Dovewing began.
"Yeah?" Tigerheart asked.
"Will toi déplacer to ThunderClan?" She asked.
posted by Insteelcorsets
Azela

She sat bored at the back of the classroom, her headphones on full blast. People usually avoided her, even the teachers. She didn’t have a very good reputation, but she was famous throughout the school for her emotionless façade. Most people liked to play the game: ‘Who can get a reaction out of Azela?’ Of course no-one ever could. Azela had been in this state since her fourteenth birthday. The jour that her whole life seemed to change.

She liked watching humans in all their innocence and ignorance. Ignorance really was bliss, but as soon as the secret was out, it was a battle for...
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posted by EmilyMJFan910
Chapter Four of the fiction story I wrote EXCLUSIVELY for Fanpop. Enjoy!

Summer rode her bike down the pathway excitedly. "I can't wait to get toi two home!" she exclaimed.
But as soon as they stopped at the farm gates, the chiens began to get scared. The cour de ferme, à la ferme was full of animaux they had rarely ever been around. Cows and horses, sheep, pigs, ducks, and goats made all sorts of commotion. The chiens whimpered.
Summer stroked Zoey's back. "It's okay. You're not going to stay here. We'll go over to the house. Follow me."
Summer got off her bike, lifted Zoey out of the basket, and leaned her bike...
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"What's with you?" Mona raises an eyebrow, then raids through my closet for an outfit for me to wear today, "You look like toi saw Mr Greeley in a speed-o."

I have to laugh at this for a moment, it was a scary thought. Mr Greeley is our AP Biology teacher, and he pretty much resembled a grizzly bear; hair all over. He was a creature of his own kind.

"It's nothing," I tell her as I slip off my PJ's and pull up a pair of boot-cut blue jeans and the button up red chemisier with white trim that sits in Mona's arms.

I can't tell Mona about the dream; at least not yet. Dreams come and go so I'm not even...
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posted by rory2011
chapter (1)

in 1980 ,the national museum in Vancouver -Canada were received many visitors, everyone was excited for the open of the room 780 ,the room have the old legend of the evil witch dead body
after three days every single person get into that room killed
three hundred person killed ,children ,parents ,teens
but the thing that drive the police crazy is that they found the bodies without blood and there's wasn't any blood in the crime scene
the government couldn't find anything that gather the victims with each other besides that all of them get into room780 in the national museum ,the government...
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posted by noahnstar1616
I ate plus of the meat. "Done."

She smiled. "Good." She took my empty plate. "Would like-"

"Change me back!"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Change me back!" I was still in sea witch form.

"Why would toi want to go back into being a rotten human?" She set my empty plate par the meat and put plus onto it. She set the meat fulled in front of me. "Don't toi like being a sea witch?"

"No, I hate it! Because of what toi did I Lost the the l’amour of my life!" I looked at the plate of meat. How appetizing it looking, but I was too upset to eat it. "You made my life crap."

"Look, I'm sorry about your little boyfriend,...
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Prologue

Somewhere… “Yes! We did it; look at him fully developed and ready. Aha ha ha, the buyers will be thrilled!” in the tank, a hand twitches. “What?” Something dark materializes par the hand. “No, he’s not supposed to be awake! What’s going on here?!”

    An explosion rocks the countryside, a figure emerges from the flames of the burning building, and a scrap of flaming paper, one of many, blows by:
SUBJECT: ZERO
GROUP: DELTA

Ch. 1
Normal, that’s how most people would describe me, but then, most people don’t seem to notice that before the school...
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posted by DxCFan123
I walked into class and sat in a siège suivant to Skye.
"Hello, class. I am Mrs. Marrow. I will be your English teacher for this semester. Without further to do, let's introduce our 2 new students. Skye Rope, come on up!"
Skye jumped out of her siège and ran to the front of the classroom.
"Umm, hi! My name is Skye... Oh, par the way, it's spelled with an 'e' at the end. Not 'sky' like, as in, like, 'The sky is blue.' Umm.. I like turtles, pandas, cartoons, toi know which dessins animés I like? I like Almost Naked Animals, Cyber Space, Fetch with Ru-"
"That is all, Skye. Now, Sam Fitzpatrick."
I blushed, as...
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posted by para-scence
There's no such thing as "fitting in" apparently.

I was observing I guess toi could say, the students at the school. The kids who were "popular" were very obvious; they had huge crowds around them, and were jouer la comédie very obnoxious. Apparently this rank was donné to toi at birth ou something. Kids who were "losers" were not allowed to socialize with these kids at all.

I pity the losers.

Not that I wasn't one either, because it's obvious that I was. Not even the other losers would talk to me... Not that I wanted them to. I was better off just being par myself. So I avoided Jezreel and Emery as much...
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Hi!, this is my new story that I have started and I hope toi like it! par the way, I have this story on here also (link link) Thanks, comment!:D

I never plan out anything. I never know whats gonna happen, I don't have anything under my control. I didn't plan on falling in love, ou losing myself as time went by. It just happens.
October
I walked down the gray colored sidewalk that was buried under fallen leaves to my bus stop. The sky was gray and gloomy, filled with clouds. As I approached my bus stop, I noticed John wasn't there. John was a quiet freshman that only talked when needed. I stood...
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posted by WildCherryWolf
Dear Alex,


My last letter didn't do justice to the hurt toi did. Not even slightly.


For days, I would lock myself in the bathroom at lunch, and be afraid of the teasing I was subject to when I came out. Your Friends were all idiots, toi know that? Stealing your phone, texting me and making me feel like I had a chance.

In our last argument, toi told me I lie too much. Yeah right. Everybody lies. Even you.

At one point, the pain built up, and I just had to let it pour. I hid in my room, just crying and wishing I had aimed my affection at my schoolwork, not some jerk who ruined my life.

Then, you...
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Max awoke the suivant the morning with a slight wet feeling... Simba had wet the bed! "Simba!!" I yelled as I jumped out of

bed quickly, he sat up and looked at me then felt the wet sheet's himself "Not again!" Simba a dit as he to jumped out of

bed soaking wet, "Didn't I train toi not to do that?" I asked as I walked over to the dresser to find some new cloth's

"Well ya toi did but I had a.... wet dream heh.. and I drank a lot before I went to lit so I couldn't hold it." Simba a dit

as he pulled the sheet's off the lit "Well we're gonna have to clean them now." Simba a dit as he sighed balling up...
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posted by para-scence
His footsteps seemed to echo throughout the house, as he grew nearer and nearer. I braced myself; ready to defend myself if things got ugly. He appeared from the family room, and folded his arms.

"Cosette," he a dit in his deep voice. I bit my tongue. There was a long pause as he looked me over. Then he cleared his throat. "You've... been slacking on your chores. Your room's a mess. Get to work," he ordered, then disappeared. I stood there, dumbfounded. I looked at Franklin, who shrugged sadly.

I went upstairs, to my room. Again, it felt like I didn't belong here. I slowly walked in, observing...
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posted by Luna-Lacrimosa
 A lonely skeleton, the body and mind may be dead, but the cœur, coeur isn't. It won't die until it finds its love.
A lonely skeleton, the body and mind may be dead, but the heart isn't. It won't die until it finds its love.
"Ad occursum futurum....but for now, Eien ni kimi ga shiawase de iru koto Tada negatteru... Tatoe sore ga donna ni sabishikututemo.tsurakutemo..." "Your sins are burried in red and black roses.."

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"
A pair of eyes shot open as the dark-haired boy jolted himself out of his nightmare. His eyes searched the room fearfully as he clutched the pristine white sheets between his white knuckles. His breathing was erratic and his cœur, coeur rate was beating at the rate of an animal being chased par a vicious predator. He continued jouer la comédie this way for a few minutes before he began to calm...
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posted by para-scence
Ace was still at my house a week later. I'd managed to get no information from anyone on when Echo was coming back. It couldn't be much longer, right? She had to come back sometime. I began to worry. They were bound to find out why she cut herself. What would happen when she got back? Would they take her and Ace away? Would I ever see her again?

I became very lonely.

I ate lunch alone. I went accueil alone. I did everything alone at school. I had no other Friends at school; not that I was complaining. I didn't really want any other friends. Echo was the greatest friend I could ever ask for. It'd...
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posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
With this new story, I wanna write a horror story.

It's called Imaginary:

Sierra, a young six an old from Ocean Gate, New Jersey, dies from a car accident and a broken skull. Meanwhile, Molly, from Bayville, gets a new friend. Her name is Sierra.

As Molly's parents notice their daughter jouer la comédie strange, they start to worry. She always asks to set the table, tableau for an extra person, and she always talks to herself in her room.

Sierra is being fueled par something that's in their house, and she's feeding supernaturally off of Molly's body, and strange things start to happen in the house.

Anonymous laughing, horrifying screams, eerie whispering, problems with the power, and worse. Molly gets weaker.

On this Supernatural journey, Molly's parents will try to fight something that's beyond them, whatever it takes to save their daughter's life.



In loving memory of Sierra, a childhood friend. I still miss you, and I know your brother does, too!
posted by Insight357
We were all piled up in the car. Jack and Vince in the front while Sean and I were in the back. I think they did it on purpose. Sean and I had been fighting, on the verge of breaking up, type fighting. Jack and Vince didn’t want that to happen, apparently we were made for each other.
    Sean and I hadn’t a dit a word to each other since we were forced into the car. I had no clue were we were going, and I wasn’t about to ask Sean. Jack and Vince made a rule that I wasn’t allowed to talk to them either. I guess I could be a little annoying.
    I...
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