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posted by TivaRocks
For NCIS Enquêtes spéciales & Ziva centric fans only. ou for people who wants to read some crap >.<


Its hard keeping up long distance relationships, but it’s almost impossible to keep up a very large friendship group when they were all divisé, split up in different parts of the world, and no one knew that better then the Ace Gang.
Ziva David, Tali David, Ali David, Ari Haswari, Natasha Haswari, Shmuel Rubinstein, Abraham Cole, Aaron Spike, Lauralie Gilmore, Christopher Hayden, Michael Rivkin, Zachery David-Addy, Ryan James, Ashley James, Chad Cooper, Sandra Long, Sam Long, Oliver Todd and Shina Coholan all knew how hard it was.
Chris, Lauralie, Oliver, Ryan, Ashley and Chad all lived in America. Chad, Ryan and Ashley had only joined the group when they were 11, when they met Ziva, Zach (cousins), Sam and Sandy (twins) on a train to one of the finest musique schools in the world, Lisa Clarks Academy of Performing Arts, 11 to 17.
Lauralie’s mother was a close friend of Ziva, Ali and Tali’s mother, while Chris’s father was an old classmate of Sam and Sandy’s father, leaving them as close Friends of their children.
The Israeli’s had all been Friends for years, however. Ali, Ari, Ziva, Natasha, Zach and Tali were all David's, Sandy and Sam happened to of been born four days after Ziva did, and as the Longs and David's were also neighbours, they were all good friends.
Though eight of them spent half of their time in England, half of that eight spent another quarter in America, and all the leftovers were in Israel, they had all managed to stay together to this day.
But none of it had been easy.

toi could say that the pain had started when Abraham had died. It was never easy, living in Israel. The suicide bombing that had killed Abe was one of the many that had come in the past months, but there had still been pain, in all the Ace’s.
Ziva felt the hurt most. She was definitely the one who had been closest to Abraham, and the pain wasn’t something any twelve an old girl should experience. It had taken many weeks for Ziva to heal enough to go back out side. She wouldn’t laugh with the Ace’s, but then, none of them had laughed at all since Abe had died.
Slowly, they began to get better. It was a hard trip for all of them, at their young ages (Ari, at 14, was the oldest of the group), but they got through eventually, realising that their close friend hadn’t left them, as long as they just let him in. Many of them had sworn many times that they could hear Abe’s cheerful laugh as they all joked together.

It went quite well, really, for the suivant couple of years. Ziva, Sandy, Sam, Ashley, Ryan and Chad had formed a band, “The Dreamers and Believers” and them, along with Oliver and Zach, were making magical musique for the whole school in London, écriture weekly to every member of the Ace Gang, and spending every moment possible together during their breaks.
But, during that time, there was one, small, small problem.
Ziva and Sam had started dating, and the Ace Gang had a rule: “Don’t rendez-vous amoureux, date an Ace. It won’t work and the rest of us will be divisé, split down the middle.”
The rule had been made after Laurie and Chris had a child when they were 16, and no one had heard from Chris since.
The D&B and Zack and Oliver were most worried, because they had a close up view of what was going on. But their other Friends they had made really couldn’t see what the problem was. Sam and Ziva were regularly seen doing homework together in the Library, écriture songs in the Boddington House musique Room, ou making out in every room they could get into.
The rest of the Ace Gang got together one spring break, and decided that they should just let Ziva and Sam get on with it. They were so close already the only difference between now and 5 years il y a was the fact that they were s’embrasser a lot.
Soon, the Dreamers and Believers were off to college. To be plus specific, Julliard University. Meanwhile, following Sam and Ziva’s lead, several Ace’s began to rendez-vous amoureux, date and sleep with each other.
Natasha and Shmuel where an item, Shina and Ari where now an item, and Ali and Sandy were happily engaged par that time.
Sam, Ziva, Sandy and Ali all lived in an apartment in NYC. Ziva, and the twins dashing in and out of their home, back and forth from school, while Ali, a workaholic Mossad Officer, continued to do the haut, retour au début secret ops with everyone BUT the Longs and Ziva, who were too busy with school to work with their fathers in Mossad.
Then, just days after Ziva and the twins had celebrated their 20th birthdays, Sandy discovered she was pregnant.
It was a bit plus work then, Sandy was forced to cut back A LOT on her studies to prepare for the baby, but all she really had to do was do research on how to raise a kid, feeding/teething ect., because Ziva had turned into “Super Aunt”. Most mornings she returned from her jog laden with plastic bags filled with baby clothes (once they had had the ultra sound and discovered it was a girl) and toys. She let the parents do some of the shopping and most of the picking out, but Ziva was determined to make this kid happy.
It wasn’t easy though. Eli and Sarah, and Peter and Diana were all shocked at the idea of their children having a baby out of wedlock, and several times Peter had demanded Sandy to get the kid removed, but she wouldn’t budge.
After prodding and poking from the rest of their children and the Ace Gang, the grandparents reluctantly gave in, but it was a close one.

Then, once again, tragedy struck. When Sandy was on her eight mois of pregnancy, Tali, who was sixteen, was bombed. A local shopping mall had been hit, while Tali was trying to find a dress for her new niece.
It was still a hard hit to the head for the Ace Gang, but around the time Sandy went into labour, they were over the grieving, and was celebrating Talia’s happy life.
Ziva Caitlin David was born at precisely 2:00am, 22 of July, 1983.
She looked so much like her aunty Ziva it wasn’t funny. The Ace Gang swooned over the new baby, happy to have something so little and helpless once more.

Many years past since . . . and things have changed.
Sam and Ziva are Friends once again, jouer la comédie so normal around each other it’s a surprise to some that they ever dated at all.
Ali and Sandy had 3 plus children, twin 8 an olds, Destiny Kelly and Abigail Shannon, and a five an old, Olivia Talia.
Shmuel and Natasha had also had four, all adopted, Hasmina, 18, twins, Michael and Eli, 14, and Talia, 7.

Oliver Todd was brought his first real pain, when his younger sister, Kate died. It was such a shock to relies, that his best friend, Ari Haswari, the Joker of the Ace Gang, had killed her.
Ziva may have dreamed of being a world famous singer, but instead she grew on to be a Mossad Bad-Ass Ninja. She was sent to NCIS, where Kate Todd had worked, to smooth things out.
Eventually, due to feelings and reason’s that Ziva couldn’t and wouldn’t explain, she ended up killing Ari, just secondes before he was about to shoot Kate’s old boss, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, to death.
This act scored Ziva a place on Gibbs’s team, alongside computer geek Timothy McGee, and big shot movie lover, Anthony “Tony” DiNozzo.

plus pain came on after that, mainly from Mossad, who wanted Ziva back. Director David was angry that his daughter had moved on, and was the cause of half the pain that came with NCIS. Losing her good friend Jenny, for instance.
Michael and Ziva, alarmingly, started sleeping together. This went on for about a year, then Michael was caught up in an NCIS Enquêtes spéciales investigation, and when Michael, who had been drinking, resisted arrest from Ziva’s partner, Tony, Tony had killed him.
This lead to a lot a pain for the Ace Crew. Michael was dead, and Ziva, enraged at Tony and full of remorse, went on a Op in Somalia, Africa, and was kidnapped.
After four months of worrying from NCIS Enquêtes spéciales and the Ace Gang, Team Gibbs found her and brought her home. She told the tail of her father making her go, then leaving her to die there to the Ace Gang, who all swore to not talk to Eli again unless completely necessary.

But, surprisingly, the Ace Gang is still there. Still laughing, all happy now that they are all in America. D&B still playing around with the songs that had caused them such popularity and laughter at the LCA.
They are still there. Living. And no one knows of what could happen in the future. . What would become of the Mini Ace’s . . . How long Ziva would survive NCIS Enquêtes spéciales . . . But that, unfortunately, is another story.
posted by dragonwriter
It was a dark night and there wasn't a single person around. The sounds of the ocean hitting the rocks below and the gusts of winds blowing through the empty black sky above. No stars and no moon. A man standing on the edge of the cliff looking over at the crashing waves below with only one thought. "Why not jump? What's left for me?" All the sounds vanished in his head. He took a step a little closer to the edge. A car pulls up with a girl in it. She gets out and starts screaming the mans name with tears in her eyes. "James! Please don't jump! I l’amour you!" He couldn't hear her as he looked...
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Who was that girl? How was my sister there? What was the place I was in? I have so many questions and so little answers. After lying on the ground for a while I start to hear footsteps coming towards me so I sit up to investigate. It was a man in a heavy black manteau with a capuche, hotte on and a emballage, wrap around his mouth. With his mouth covered so much I couldn't see who he was. He walks past me without even noticing me so I stood up to follow him.

As I am walking buildings start to appear around us forming the empty l’espace around us into a city. He walks around a corner causing me to lose sight of him....
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"Shaun, wake up. toi need to go now." The words I heard a faint voice say. It sounded familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. Who was it? I just couldn't figure it out no matter how hard I tried. suivant was a sound. Blood spraying from a body. The drops hit the ground one par one. The sound echoing through my head like bells going off simultaneously. My eyes open in an instance. The only color I see is red. I rub my eye and feel the blood i had heard. It was mine.

I fall back to the ground as my eyes start to close slowly. I can hear that voice again. "Get up! Please get up! I need you,...
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posted by Seastar4374
I remember running down a long corridor...I knew soon that I would have no where left to run and 'they' would get me. I tried not to think about that part though.

"Get her!" I heard them yell and I just got even plus nervous. I picked up my speed and ended up tripping, falling, and sliding on the floor on my stomach. I wince as I hit the mur and I turn over to find one of them standing right infront of me. Truth be told I had no reason why they were chasing me. I had never done anything wrong and my parents from what I knew didn't want me so I lived in foster care.

"Tsk tsk." He says yanking...
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posted by fiestagirl12345
Authors note: okay what's this story mostly is about is. That who ever gets bitten par a vampire. Leaves a scar of a étoile, star on the palm of their hand. toi might be thinking what? These are different vampires. With different gifts.



Scarlet's P.O.V

I woke up. The sun filling half the room.i lived In a small town. With little shops here ad their. It is always dark and gloomy. Rarely sun. I woke up getting dressed in my out-fit link. I walked out the door sighing. Gosh I was exhausted. I was. Looking at the étoile, star on my hand. Why why did I get bitten. Why me. Anyways I got my things and headed to school.
posted by stellamusa101
"I am.." Caitlin paused. She just go to lit and sleep.

-tomorrow at school-

"Nina, believe me. I think I am chosen," says Caitlin begging Nina to believe her story. "Well I think this all is crazy," says Nina. "Trust me. I.. I'll montrer toi the--" "Caitlin, you, crazy," cuts Nina and walks away. Caitlin sighs. She hopes to 'see' Jake in the mirror.

In the girls bathroom, Caitlin locked the door. She want this to private and doesn't want to be called crazy par some other girls. She looked at the mirror. Jake was not there. "Jake.." she called out. Jake appeared.

"Yes?" asks Jake. "I need your help,"...
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posted by peppergirl30
I've decided that I'm écriture a guide first to my fanfiction. Because if people read the guide and like the storyline, then I'll write it. If they think it isn't good and nobody would read it, then I won't. I don't want to waste energy écriture this if nobody wants to read it.
First, a little insight on the ''idea'' for this: Honestly, I don't know how it happened. I was just sitting down, reading, and it hit me. Like a claque, smack in the face. What if, somebody came accueil one day, all bruised? Bruises on their arms, legs, face, everywhere. And the family shows concern, and wants to know who did it-...
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“What’s the true?” a dit someone. Skipper and Katherine turned to that side. There were standing Kowalski and Rico.
“What are toi doing here?” asked Skipper a little angry.
“We saw toi weren’t in HQ, so we concerned and decided to find you, sir” a dit Kowalski. After that words started silence “So… what’s the true?”
“I can’t told you” a dit Skipper.
“Why?” asked Rico.
“Skipper, sooner ou later you’ll have to” a dit Katherine
“Ok, but toi must promise, toi won’t tell it private” a dit Skipper and looked at Katherine.
“We will do it” a dit Katherine in calming...
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posted by Herro_There
He creeps through the alley ways
Forever, perhaps
All in search
Of a few meaningless scraps

Paws scared, fourrure stained
Mourning over
What his cœur, coeur once contained

collier torn, soul lost
Forever wandering
On the ground of frost

Memories will never fade
For his closest companion
And master for life, betrayed

Kicked on the streets
Forced to live
With the night's beasts
Wanders and wonders
Hiding in the shadows
From the night's thunders

Forgive and forget
They always say
But that thought doesn't enter the mind of this stray
Hoping one jour a new master would come
But alas, that is seldom

As days go by, and nights linger
He hopes and prays
For his soul and body
To part ways

For the pain is torture
And the future is bleak
Shunned from the world
Known as a freak

When, oh when, will the world learn?
How would they feel if the tides were turned?
posted by elizasmomma
Echoes from the outside
The shades of evening soul
Step par step dance toward the open windows
Bring out the sounds when the wind blows
Upon my face and around my skin
A melody touches to any hearts,
Hush, again and again till it echoes inside
Erase the elegy of pain and sorrow
Bring the wings to follow the flying sparrow

Come inside and spread the feels
Flaunt me to the air in vibrating melody
Me, diving in tunes of melancholy
Voicing a happy song internally
Stay in spirit for life, l’amour lively

And come an estranged voice
Jump over the notes chasing after me
Fluently toi flute the words, pour a new melody...
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posted by tigerseye43
After crying for a bit, Flair fell asleep on Lane's shoulder. Lane looked at the sleeping girl and sighed.
"I wish it didn't have to happen, Flair. We all wished that. But what as happened cannot be taken back." he a dit quietly. He knew she was asleep but he just felt like he needed to say it. "We couldn't save them."
*******
Flair woke up the suivant day, her head laying on Lane's chest. She closed her eyes at the thought of last nights events.
"So much blood....so much death." she whispered to herself, a single tear falling from her eye. She quickly wiped is away and sat up. She poked Lane. "Wake...
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Hà Nội,năm 2050
Đừng...đừng nói gì.Tôi ko nghe được gì hoặc là tôi nghe mà ko hiểu gì và hơn nữa là tôi ko biết mình sẽ phải nói gì đâu.
Suỵt,đừng hỏi!Nếu ko,tôi sẽ quên luôn cả rằng tôi đang định làm gì và phải làm những gì.
Tôi đang bối rối,chân tay trở nên thừa thãi vụng về.
Dây này...nối vào đây.Rồi,công tắc đó...
Màn hình cảm ứng sáng xanh hiện lên các thông số kĩ thuật.Tôi lần lượt chọn Font type,Color...Xong xuôi,tôi hồi hộp nhấn"Finish"và lao ra cửa,ngẩng...
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posted by Insight357
Ciel Parker walked down the dark, gray hallway on the haut, retour au début floor of the mental institution he worked at. His brown hair fell over his deep green eyes; the white light hanging above was too harsh for his sensitive vision. He glanced up as he walked further down the hallway, trying to see how long it was until he reached his office.

He passed cells B and C, slightly nodding as acknowledgement to the security guards standing in front of the doors. The haut, retour au début floor of Virginia’s Mental Institution held the worst patients the state had to offer. People with severe schizophrenia, extreme depression,...
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posted by NekoTheif
Splitch splotch let's add some color
On this old white dollar
Paint it green
paint it red
Add some color on the threads

Add some yellows
Add some reds
Add some blues
Oops! Try again

Let the green twine up like a vine
And the reds com bust in to the sky
And in the sky the blues stand proudly
Woven with purples and the greys make it cloudy
The yellows and oranges make pretty petals

And the or shines like all types of metals
Paint it wide, paint it fast
Paint the picture with your brain
Add some flare add some blacks to make a lines
Like a train

Add some yellows
Add some reds
Add some blues
If I can do it...
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Chapter Four: "Sacrificial Lamb"

The sun was riding low in the sky, but the jour students had not yet finished their classes. Ichiru had gotten himself excused from the last class, claiming a severe stomach ache. After fooling the nurse and being sent back to his room to rest, he'd promptly slipped back out of the dorm again and made his way out here. In a few hours, Zero would get out of class; he always got out ahead of the others in order to have time for his guardian duties, so he could pretend to protect the jour Students from the Night Students… ironic and despicable, considering he himself...
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posted by ZekiYuro
The art of écriture a letter takes practice, knowledge about proper form and the ability to put into words your feelings, thoughts, and/or ideas. If toi learn the basic parts of a letter, it will help toi to create letters for a variety of occasions.
Parts of the Letter:

Your address
At the haut, retour au début of your letter, toi will put your address, so the reader will know where to send their reply to.

Date
Put the rendez-vous amoureux, date on which the letter was written in the format mois jour an i.e. June, 15, 2009.

Inside Address
The inside address is only required for a business letter and will include the address of the person...
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posted by ZekiYuro
Some students have trouble écriture essays in the traditional sense, moving from haut, retour au début to bottom. They struggle to get words on the pages this way, which causes them to take significantly longer to write whatever they need to write. If you’re going to school at one of the haut, retour au début online universities, toi need to know how to write well and efficiently at the same time. This is crucial in a fast-paced degree program like the ones available on the web.

When I was in college, I actually wrote all of my essays in reverse, starting from the conclusion and working my way to the introduction. This may be...
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f I had to identify the most important step in écriture an essay, I would probably say it was the organization. Coming up with a thesis is a big part of essay writing, but it doesn’t mean anything if toi do not have the proper support for it. That is where organization comes into play. If toi can put your thoughts in the right order, toi can get people to feel a certain way as they read your work. It’s like taking them on a journey through your mind.

Here are some tips to help toi effectively organize your essays in the future.

The Pyramid Method
This is my favori way to write essays, and...
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Some times ago,scientists began experiments to find out whether it would be possible to set up a 'village' under the sea.A special room was built and lowered into the water of Port Sudan in the Red Sea.For 29 days,5 men lived at a depth of 40 feet.At a much lower level,another two divers stayed for a week in a smaller 'house'.On returning to the surface,the men a dit that they had experienced no difficulty in breathing and had made many interesting scientific observations.The captain of the party,Commander Cousteau,spoke of the possibility of cultivating the seabed.He a dit that some permanent...
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posted by hgfan5602
I'm up all the time now.
Head up
Shoulders back
Legs slightly apart
Back straight.

I walk into the exam room,
Knowing inside my heart
That the ones who fear
Are the ones who do not succeed.

I sit down.
Confident,
I start my song
Of utmost elegance.

I use all my power
And strength.
I use all the dynamics in the world,
I use everything everyone's brought me.
I use all the good that everyone
Has donné me
In my life.

Time goes slowly by.
I feel myself going along with the beat.
I am entranced in my own song.
It feels better than ever before.

I am done.
I walk over to the judges,
Shaking each hand.
I feel a sense of pride in my heart,
Knowing that I have done it now.
I truly have.