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Tarzan and Jake 4"Jake!" Mr. Portman exclaimed when his son came limping into his camp. Jake had been missing for almost a week. His father rushed to his son and after hugging him, was taken aback by his appearance.
Jake's fine and quite expensive clothes were torn to shreds. Both of his eyeglass lenses were broken. He hadn't shaved and his hair was everywhere. In brief, Jake was a disheveled mess. But above all else, Mr. Portman noticed one thing that stood out obviously over the other.
"Jake, your leg!" the good doctor helped his son without waiting for him to object and placed him on one of the tables he had set up within the camp. The worried father began to examine the broken limb.
"It's alright father" Jake assured him, "I had it stitched up perfectly" his father wasn't going to just sit there and accept that though. He was going to double check the handy work of Jake's leg binding. Everything looked in order however and he eventually release the leg form his hold.
"I'm just glad you're alright,
Damien Fier 2 Ch.19Chapter 19; Combined Forces
Just when we thought things couldn't get any worse, providence stepped in and slapped us in the face. We were under attack in the ruins of the town I grew up in. That was not surprising. What was surprising was who was with the Amazons. Their blonde vampire slayer leader led the assault with Van Helsing at her side. They were partnering with each other to take us out.
"Take the village!" the blonde Amazon shouted raising her silver ram's horn bow. The Amazon Huntresses behind her cheered, raising their weapons as well, they began to run downhill. The battle was on.
Luckily for us it was nighttime now. The moon was full too. Lucas dispatched his forces. They created a frontal line and dropped on all fours. The men and women that once stood there were no more, their animal forms took over. They were werewolves and shewolves now.
On the rooftops of the wreaked buildings I stood with the vampires. Symphony had enough of her strength back to fight. She too
New Age of Wonder Ch. 24
Chapter 24; Trial Basis
The media story of his life was dying down. Tristan was slowly becoming a blurred face in a hallway of kids once again. He ducked his head down a little more than usual and brushed his hair into his face, masking himself from the others. So far, no one even glanced twice at him.
As he walked through the halls of Keystone High, Tristan began to feel lightheaded and cold sweat formed in tiny droplets on his skin. Was he getting sick? No. Tristan technically was not human, he couldn't get sick.
' You say power corrupts? Well then show me!' Tristan heard the voice screaming in his head. Who was that? What was that? Tristan stumbled like a drunken fool through the halls and gripped the wall for dear life.
'Before the passing of this hour,
Return to him his forsaken power
Let Tristan regain his Olympian hold
Cast back down to him, more than tenfold'
Tristan felt pins and needles as a wave flew through him. It was ind
New Age of Wonder Ch. 23
Chapter 23; Mistress of Magic
Tristan flew with grace through the air, his destination was Keystone High School. He was called back on a trial basis. If he could convince the school board he could pass as an average student for a day, he could be let back into the school system. His life would slowly pick up where it left off.
But something was stirring inside of him. His warrior instincts could sense danger and evil a mile away. He followed the stench to a rooftop, neighboring Keystone High. The sense, the evil was here, somewhere anyway.
The Amazon in his stirred as he felt the anticipation of what could be a battle coming. Tristan balled his fists and looked around. He saw nothing. But just because Tristan couldn't see the threat, didn't mean it wasn't there, and he knew it. He was ready for anything. Then he felt the presence of another being on the rooftop with him.
"By the pricking of my thumb, something wicked this way comes " Tristan quoted. He knew someone was here
Damien Fier 2 Ch.18Chapter 18; A Plan Coming Together
I couldn't believe I was here again. In my old my old house. The house I was born in. I walked up the remains of the ladder that took me to the room I grew up in. Most of the house was burned down, the remains were barely holding together.
Walking into my old room I felt a chill. I crossed my arms and shivered. I don't like this place. I never liked this place. When Tyson and I married, I vowed to never come back here, especially after finding my family's bodies.
I allowed my mother to drink herself to death. I killed my father. But worst of all, Samantha. I abandoned my little sister. She was mauled by a monster and died, unable to defend herself. I shouldn't say it like that thought. It was a werewolf that attacked her. Lucas is a werewolf.
I love Lucas truly, I really do. But there's a part of me that hates him too. Someone of his kind murdered my baby sister. Not allowing her a chance to live. That thing, that monster took her life. But hon
Dreams of realityA pair of eyes;
Open and stare through the lights,
Into the darkness of doom.
And yet they smile,
Yet they smile.
A drop of tear;
Seeps through the garden of death;
Falls to the mortal soil.
Dreams and desires will blend again,
To render the roses alive.
I am floating through a vision.
Like ripples, floating through the pond of life.
Can reality be so real?
Let me drown again,
Into the silence of familiar noise.
As I wander through the lanes of reason and passion.
The flame of hope burns bright,
Drenched in the colors of freedom.
So let my dreams unravel my soul,
As darkness fades away;
And let mortality draw me closer to destiny.
As these pair of eyes,
Open to stare through the lights again.
Is this reality?
Can reality be so real?
Time passes by, as the eyes keep staring;
Staring at the distant lights;
Staring beyond the distant skies.
What do they see?
What do they long?
What do they desire?
Then the skies will break down;
White lightning striking the dreamy clouds.
Moments will tur
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