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the worst feelingThe worst feeling is that feeling when I catch you not looking at me. The worst feeling is seeing you completely happy without me. I see your normal smiling face laughing with your friends but the thing missing is me beside you. I miss your smile leaning toward me instead, holding your undivided attention. I miss your poke when you wanted me to hug you or just as a greeting. I miss my best friend. I miss you. Sometimes, I think I’m alright, that I’ll keep managing to live normally but you’ve tainted every single part of my life and I can’t ever stop thinking about you. Everything reminds me in some obscure way about something about your life. I’m going to miss you the most when you’ve moved on. When someone else has that quality that I didn’t have and that will make all of the difference in the world. It will be that day that I will have lost my best friend forever because you’ll be her best friend. Not mine. I miss your family who was my
welp“Dorian, wake up,” hissed December.
She roughly shook his shoulder which caused him to stir.
“What is it?” he asked drowsily.
“I don’t think we are alone,” December said, her voice quiet.
Dorian sat up quickly, his hand on his weapon.
“I don’t hear anything,” he said softly.
His steady gaze revolved around their surroundings but nothing stirred-literally nothing stirred. It was eerie with no sound filling their ears. December’s fingers still rested on Dorian’s arm but she seemed not to notice. Her hawkish gaze scanned the perimeter but her fingers began to turn icy. She had completely zoned him out. The air dropped ten degrees which might have been explained by her father’s lineage.
“December,” he began, but she put a thin finger to her lips.
Dorian remembered sharply the memory of that blind boy that he had found out later was Decie’s brother. He ha
The Retrieval Team-7The Retrieval Team-7
The rattling of the vehicle could not have felt terribly good against the pale girl who had been bundled and pressed up against one of the windows.
Whether they meant to or not, the teens had slid as far away from her as possible. Phaedra had forbidden anyone to touch her bare skin. After seeing what the girl had done to the snake, maybe it was for the best…
“If Thanatos was her dad,” began Mae. The girl stirred briefly. “Wouldn’t she have a mother as well?”
“Maybe her mother died,” suggested Meredith. The spunky redhead’s eyes narrowed as she gazed at the forlorn looking creature in the back seat.
“Maybe she killed her,” said Max.
The entire car went silent.
“Way to brighten things up, Maxxie,” drawled Alex sarcastically.
She shrugged slightly apologetic.
“What?” she asked. “We were all thinking it…”
60. Rejection60. Rejection
Decie combed back her platinum bob and smiled falsely at the waiter across the room. Her mission? Get a keycard from one of the staff and get through the door on the third floor. Hopefully, Agent Jackson’s intel would be useful. Otherwise, she would have owrds with him unless she never made it back. That was also a possibility.
“Babe, tell them about the trip to Jamaica,” laughed Jason. He was playing his part well, thought Decie, while she noticed the people surrounding them, turn their attention to her. Acting bored wasn’t hard to do. Swirling the edges of her bob around her fingers and chewing her lip, Decie sighed.
“What, da’ling?” she asked, using her Americanized accent.
“Nevermind,” sighed Jason, returning to his conversation.
“Excuse me, da’ling,” interrupted Decie, leaving the table. Drifting closer to the waiter, she smiled flirtatiously and slipped past him.
The Darkness Pressing In-part 13. Dark
Hlynn watched the light of the fire dim. She was the last one to be stuck beside the dying fire. Most of the children and teens had left to their cabins or begun playing Frisbee by the lake. She shook her head violently as a sudden buzzing in her ears sounded. It was disorienting to have so many things surrounding her. The dying firelight made her Epilepsy bracelet glint, reminding her of what used to happen whenever sunlight hit her eyes wrong. She had not felt this sick since the day of her last attack. Scowling in the darkness, Hlynn watched the bracelet which had been kept on merely as a reminder of her old life. She hadn’t really liked the bracelet while she had been suffering from her illness but it calmed her now to remember back in the days when she hadn’t been a huntress. The buzzing in her brain continued. Frowning darkly, Hlynn rose to her feet only to see everything swim in front of her eyes. She could feel the familiar feeling of her Epileptic att
the one where she almost succeeds3. Light
Mae squinted into the darkness of the room and felt the hairs on her neck rise with the growing apprehension that she was going to not like whatever was down there. Her bow and arrows seemed useless if she couldn’t see. Her fingers tightened around the hilt of the bow as she took a hesitant step forward. A vine snaked its way up the stairs, making a slithering noise. Mae picked up almost instantly on the noise but could not determine where it was coming from until too late. She let out a small squeal as it wrapped around her ankle and jerked her down quickly into the darkness. She plunged her hand outwards as a bright shaft of light lit up the small basement. Her eyes widened.
Maybe making it light wasn’t the best solution…
A towering thing hissed and lunged at her. The brief stint of sunlight that she had wielded faded until she was cast into an even greater darkness.
But that thing could still see. Again, she felt her palms burn with the
The Retrieval Team-6The Retrieval Team-6
“The ground stopped shaking,” said Meredith.
“No, duh,” replied Mae, her nerves making her a pain in the butt.
“Mae,” said Phaedra, her voice oddly still and quiet.
“Yeah?” she replied, turning her attention to the window. The stillness outside scared her to death. What was going on?
“Don’t turn around, just duck,” she said.
Mae ducked and rolled to the side while something heavy struck the floor where she just was. The room spun with the swirling candlelight and the flashing of the demigods weapons. What looked like a thick snake swirled its gruesome head around and slammed into Mae’s mid-section. The air was knocked out of her, but Max leapt upon the thing’s neck and shoved her plumbata roughly downward through its neck. It lit the room with a scream and thrashed itself around, successfully throwing Max off into the wall. Alex and Giovanni began strik
It was supposed to be fun. That’s what the Hephaestus kids had said.
Mae was going to have some words with Addison about what he considered “fun” when she got out-if she ever got out.
The haunted house was beyond creepy. It was like having the Stoll twins all over the place. Already, the largest spider that Mae had ever seen had dropped from the ceiling, scaring her into the point of frenzy. She was fairly certain that the Hephaestus kids weren’t going to like her slashing a huge gash into the spider’s leg.
Her foot stepped onto a trick panel, shoving her violently forward. She was startled by a loud scream until she realized that it issued out of her own mouth. A fairly brisk breeze tossed her long braids behind her while she fell.
Mae hit the water before she could cry out for the second time. The haunted house must have had some sort of sensor to what people hated and built itself around the person
The Brooklyn Patrol“Pocket the darn thing and let’s go,” ordered Julia.
Her nerves were getting the best of her as she glanced around the abandoned alley way.
Michael reached down to touch the amulet again.
It scared her that there had been more attacks recently on people. The Nome could only do so much. Apparently, protecting innocent bystanders was not one of them.
“I don’t think that the Nome is protecting the citizens very well,” complained Julia, twisting the snake piercings with her tongue.
Michael flashed her a look, and she remembered with a guilty start that Michael’s father worked for the House of Life.
“Why are there so many more attacks?” asked Alyssa, coming from behind the trashcans where she had been investigating. The trail of blood snaked all through the alleyway, leaving a gruesome scene.
For once, Julia was not glad to be on the team of patrol.
The House of Life had been nearly
Lost Silver X Little Sister Reader-My Gameboy“Big brother!” a young 5 year old girl yelled.
“H-huh?” Silver stuttered.
“He looked down to see his little sister crying out blood.
“W-What’s w-wrong (name)?” he asked with worry in his voice
“BEN took my gameboy color with my Pokemon Gold game inside and he said he was going to break it!” she yelled more blood flowing out of her eyes.
“D-Don’t w-worry (name) I-I’ll get it b-back,” he stuttered reasurley.
She nodded her head and ran back to her room. Silver floated over to the living room and saw BEN playing COD.
B-BEN,” he stuttered.
“Yeah bro?” BEN asked too preoccupied in his game.
“C-Can I-I have m-my sister’s gameboy b-back?” he asked.
“Sure if you don’t stutter for one sentance,” the elf said.
Silver took a deep breath.
“BEN give me back (name)’s gameboy,” he sadi
“You sure love your little sister dude,” BEN said
ATWC's Frost part 1Chapter 1: Do You Want to Build a Snowman?
“I remember my parents telling me this many times as a little kid. There was said to be some type of prophecy saying that one day, the Kingdom of Dreams would have a ruler with a frozen heart that would cast the kingdom into an eternal winter. And the only way to save the kingdom was some type of sacrifice,” narrated a female voice, “For a long time I thought it was just a stupid story people tell to scare each other or just a fairy tale. However, I would learn it was true…and it all began years ago…”
It was a cold late evening as a group of men have already arrived to a frozen lake to make some blocks of ice before nightfall to sale to the kingdom below as they started to sing.
The men: Born of cold and winter air
And mountain rain combining
This icy force both foul and fair
Has a frozen heart worth mining
All of the men continued working on making the blocks of ice including a
MLP: Stripes and Spots
To the southeastern area of the beautiful and prosperous Kingdom Island of Tambelon, rests the grassy Scaly Spring Hills where the meadows and hills scale high as a dragon may fly. With flowers all in bloom during this warm, spring season...the dragons and changelings that make their homes here relax and enjoy all that is before them.
Cool waters within the great lakes rest in the center of it all, and most come to either drink or to bathe. As the dragons beat their mighty wings, the green blades of grass flow in a rhythmic pattern that resemble the waves of the mighty ocean surrounding Tambelon. With so much to see on the outside, along with the crystal caverns within the hills themselves, it is a perfect day to enjoy the weather and the good company of good friends.
But other than the usual activities that occur around this area that is but one of many paradises found within this prosperous Kingdom, today is where a large group of Cutie Mark
MLP: Among Wonderbolts
"Time to wake up, Little Wing," Soarin announces as he knocks upon the bedroom door of his young son: Gust, "We got things to do today. Both here and at the Academy...so rise up and get ready!~"
Wishing only for another half hour to sleep since it is only seven in the morning, the slightly grouchy little colt refuses to budge as he lays within his bed that has Wonderbolt themed sheets and covers. "A little longer, daddy...please..." Gust pleas, and hope his father will allow this. The answer becomes clear when the door is opened:
"Up and at'em, you little Wonderbolt-to-be!~" The two Captains of the Tambelon Wonderbolts, Rainbow Dash and Soarin, order their son in a kind, but commanding tone, "That means now, little wing!~"
With his parents within his room and standing at the side of his bed, the groggy blue pegasus colt has but two choices now: Get up and walk out himself, or be carried out by his mom or dad...and possibly left at h
ATWC's Frost part 2Chapter 2: For the First Time in Forever
Two years had passed since the death of Charming and Cinderella. On a warm and summer day, all the ships had sailed over to the Kingdom of Dreams and all the people were coming to the kingdom because today was a very special day for the kingdom’s people.
Sly had finally reached the age and it was time for him to take over his parents’ place as the new king of the Kingdom of Dreams.
A rabbit named Oswald was welcoming people as he smiled.
“Welcome to the Kingdom of Dreams. Watch your step please, the gates are about to open soon,” said Oswald.
“Ib, Garry, why do I have to wear this?” asked a young girl named Mary as she pulled as the choker she was wearing.
“Because the king has come of age,” explained Garry with smile.
“Yeah, it’s Coronation day,” explained Ib.
“But that isn’t my fault,” pouted Mary.
While everyone was seating up decorations for the specia
ATWC's Frost part 7Chapter 7: Wolves and Madeline Hatter
Later that night, Arcanine was running at top speed, up on a narrow cliff, pulling the sled which skids precariously. Zero was manning the reins while Ciel sat beside him.
“Hang on!” exclaimed Zero, pulling the reins to try to scare Ciel, “We like to go fast!”
“I like fast!” exclaimed Ciel, putting her feet up on the dashboard.
“Whoa, Whoa, get your feet down!” snapped Zero as he pushed Ciel’s feet down, “This is fresh lacquer. Seriously, were you raised in a barn?”
The reploid spit on the dash to clean it. The spit flew back and hit Ciel in the face, much to her disgust.
“Ew. No, I was raised in a castle,” explained Ciel, wiping the spit off of her face.
“So tell me, what made the king go all ice-crazy?” asked Zero.
“…Oh…” said Ciel, “Its mine fault. See, I got engaged but then my brother freaked out because I’d on
ATWC's Frost part 4Chapter 4: Let It Go
Meanwhile on the north mountain, a lone figure was walking up the snowy mountain; it was none other than Sly. The raccoon continued to move, not stopping and not looking back towards the place he once called home. After all, there was no way he could ever go back. Not after his powers were revealed to everyone in the kingdom, including his own sister. Sly kept moving as he started to sing.
Sly: The snow glows white on the mountain tonight
Not a footprint to be seen
Sly turned his head in the opposite direction and then turned to continue walking.
A kingdom of isolation
Sly stopped in his tracks and stared out at the snowy night sky.
And it looks like I’m the king
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
He closed his eyes and sighed sadly.
Couldn’t keep it in
Heaven knows I tried
He then continued to walk.
Don’t let them in,
Don’t let them see
Be the good boy you always had to be
ATWC's Frost part 6Chapter 6: Icy Troubles
During the time Ciel had the trouble with Zebstrika, Wing, Sarah, J, Tracy, and Skyla were walking up the mountain, having some trouble with how hard the wind was blowing against them. Sarah shivered a little as she looked down. Due to her power over plants, she was very sensitive to the cold winter, more than most people would be. Skyla noticed this as she looked concerned for her friend.
“Sarah, are you all right?” asked Skyla.
“Y-Yeah, I-I’m fine,” answered Sarah as she nodded.
Course no one brought this as they looked back at her.
“Sarah, if you need to go back to the kingdom…” started Wing.
“N-No, I’m fine, really. Besides, going back will just slow us down and we need to find the king as soon as possible to fix this,” said Sarah.
“But…” started Tracy.
“Really, I’ll be all right,” said Sarah as she smiled a little, “No need to worry, ok?
ATWC's Frost part 5Chapter 5: Ciel meets Zero
The wind howled and the snow blew into Ciel’s face as she struggled to guild Zebstrika through the snow.
“Sly! It’s me, Ciel…your sister who didn’t mean to make you freeze the summer!” called out Ciel, “I’m sorry! It’s all my f-f-f-f-f-fault!”
Later, Zebstrika struggling through a wooded area a wolf howl echoed as they continued on.
“Of course, none of this would have happened if he had just told me his secret…” mumbled Ciel to herself.
Just then, a branch of a nearby tree snaps startling Zebstrika and causing it to knock Ciel off. The blond haired girl landed face down in the snow and sat up as she splatted out snow. She then gasped to see Zebstrika running away.
“Oh no. No. No. No. Come back. No,” pleaded Ciel as she could only watch the Pokémon run away, “…Oooo-kay.”
She grabbed onto a branch of a leaning conifer and tried to pull he
Claudia wrinkled her nose.
"Jami," she began.
The two had gone to a very nice restaurant in order to celebrate two years of being together.
"Maybe," Jamison replied innocently He kept his blue eyes averted as he cut his teak. There was a long pause. Jamison finally got the courage to look up. Claudia had forgone eating and was currently glaring at him. She cleared her throat.
"Jamison, I don't seem to recall ordering your least favorite food on our two year anniversary."
He gave her a cheeky grin.
"Just keep digging around," he said. "I bet you'll find something you'll like."
Claudia harrumphed loudly and took a drink of water.
"I really doubt that," she muttered rebelliously. Jami waited patiently while he sipped his wine. When he heard a faint squeak, he glanced up. Claudia's hands had flown over her mouth as she stared down at the plate.
"What is it, babe?" asked Jamison, feigning surprise.
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