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Twisted Dark Elf: Rena's Choice Chapter Four
Chapter Four: Rena
Less and less raindrops fall until no more come. Me and Leah walk back to her house from our stroll, soaking wet. It is fairly late, if she isn’t home soon her sponsors will scold her again.
I always wonder what her living space is like. I’ve seen one small room a long time ago but we cheated for even that much. Her sponsors won’t let me inside. I can understand why. Nobody knows anything about where I came from, not even me. Lean is more than kind enough to sneak me food and clothes though, I have nothing to complain about.
Of course I stand out in any crowd with my current outfit though. See, the only ones she was able to get to me were the clothes nobody else wanted, thus those they wouldn’t notice were missing. I have a pair of thigh high boots, which are the one normal thing I am wearing. Most humans wear these, especially leather ones. They are very warm and popular. However normally pants are worn with them, human females tend to
Twisted Dark Elf: Rena's Choice Chapter Three
Chapter Three: Karl
The droplets ceased falling from the sky, now I stand here soaked. Allison is across from me, her hand grasped on the handle of the gate entrance to the Dark Elf factuality for support. As much as I would like to think I don’t know why she is seeing me off the answer is all too obvious. However she cannot stop me. I received notice that the Vampires are going after Rena tonight, therefore I must go save the hybrid.
“Look” Allison takes a breath as I pause my speech. “Allison. I know it’s dangerous, but I have to go save her.”
“But why?” she raises her voice. “It isn’t your job to take care of her!” tears form in her eyes, fury escalating as she speaks.
I sigh. “I can’t tell you that. But I have to.” The words have a difficult time coming from my mouth as I try not to upset her more.
For a moment a small smile sets on her face, not a happy one but one that she wears to try and
Drunken Mistakes2. Drunken Mistakes (UtCB!CeliaXCallie)
First there was a headache, so intense that it rendered Callie motionless. She scraped her hands from beside her and placed them on her forehead. The ice cold temperature of her fingers brushing along her aching head felt like heaven, if only for a moment. She rolled over and opened her eyes, what she saw was another female, short, messy hair in a silver bob cut and half closed crimson eyes. The other girl groaned “Are you fucking awake yet?” Callie was taken aback by the crudeness of the question, and found it odd coming from someone who she considered a stranger.
“What…happened?” her voice was weak. The other female sat up and growled.
“What’s your name?” Callie tried to answer but coughed and covered her head again “Answer me you stupid bitch!” And again the rudeness shocked Callie.
She managed to start speaking. “M-my name is Callie.” She looked up and saw the girl hop o
I'm Sorry1. I’m Sorry (MotM!CeliaXDes)
The hospital was silent. White walls staring down at Celia, intensifying her guilt. Normally Celia didn’t care about others, not those who showed opposition to her as well. Des was the person that would spat with her much too often. She was an arrogant bitch, always thought she was right and held to her past combat experience to prove her dominance.
Of course Celia had no problem besting her, in the case that she did Des’s face would blush as dark red as the shade of the wild curls that adorned her head.
Des wasn’t conscious while Celia sat in the room, hoping she would wake up. If Celia didn’t hate god she might have prayed too.
Earlier that week they had been in a car together. Celia was driving, being a newer driver she wasn’t as experienced as Des, giving Des something to criticize and act like a snob about. “That left turn was not tight enough.” The red-head sneered.
Celia growled in response. “Do
Inspiration is Stronger than DesperationInspiration is Stronger than Desperation
Canvas blank and painter determined. The competition began. It was the dog and he was against a cat and a fox in the annual painting contest. Their judge was the old polar bear, the same judge that headed the event every year. This was the first time the dog had entered. The solitary painter who worked primarily for himself had finally decided to descend from his bedroom and into the outside world so that others could see his painting. He was terrified and anxious. The dog wanted to impress the judge but he also knew that he had to forget about his tension in order to produce the best possible product.
He looked over to examine his competition, as he moved his thick black and white fur was ruffled by the wind. The cat and the fox were swiftly painting away as ideas traveled from their minds, down their bodies and out the paintbrushes. The dog was tempted to glance at their artwork although he felt as if it would make him feel worse than h
Poetry/Prose Dump One Poetry/Prose Dump #1
Once you were weightless
A free patch of field, now covered in cement
Bearing the weight
Of a grain filled bin.
In the day I work
In the night I work
I sleep sometimes
Most often I work
Even off work
Is this the life of a starving artist?
The sun emanates you
Your glow radiates
Through the vast open sky
Strings of truth
Touching all that is
Uncovering what the darkness would hide
Revealing all to me
You show me what I desire
And most noteworthy
What I don’t want to see
There is an off switch
To look aside
To depend on the twilight
On the blackness to hide those things
That you illuminate
To keep me sheltered inside
Huddled in a thick blanket
That impairs my insight
And you show me
You will cremate my eyes
While they sit in their sockets
Forcing me to gaze at the world
With more determination
To find something to admire
Twisted Dark Elf: Rena's Choice Chapter Two
Chapter Two: Celia
Alas! The potion is complete! Now, we, the Vampires can take back our world! The world that should have been ours in the first place, but we were denied it so those filthy humans could have access to whatever they pleased! Finally, this potion will help us kill them all! Along with those other pathetic clans!
Carrie stands across from me, ready to leave as soon as Jake gets over here with the said potion. She’s going on a very ‘noble’ mission: The mission to retrieve the hybrid. I’ve tracked the thing down and she goes by the name Rena. The hybrid is part Dark Elf and part Vampire. She probably won’t serve as any assistance other than a tasty drink to derive some power from, however the others are convinced she will be of some use otherwise, I seriously doubt it. Carrie is one of the simpletons with the belief that this ‘Rena’ will be able to use her power to help us eventually. She thinks that her mission is essential
Twisted Dark Elf: Rena's Choice Chapter One
Chapter one: Leah
School drones on, we are close to the end of class but not as close as I would prefer. I cast my glance to the window; it is difficult to see out of due to the heavy falling or rain, smashing against the glass with a noise for every droplet. It is as if it is trying to flood the earth. Anyone out there, yes I am thinking of a particular person, would be soaked to the bare bones in less than a minute. I should mention that I am not known for exaggeration either.
My dearest friend, Rena, is outside waiting for me, like always. I cannot see her but I do not have to. She loves for me to tell her what I learned in school, I am pretty sure it is the highlight of her day. I am lucky, or so I am told, that I have a family willing to sponsor an orphan like myself to attend school. Rena does not have that luxury. She still lives on the streets, and survives off the clothes and food I bring her. I would of course let her sleep in my shelter but my sponsors will not allow
EoA Chapter 6Elements of Adventure
Sara’s wounds had taken a toll on her. She isn’t as fast as she normally is, this bothers the knight. She groans, holding onto her wound while leaning against a tree. The break is necessary. The bandage that Sir Junn wrapped around her is beginning to come loose; blood is seeping through the gaps. Thankfully, it is only in small amounts.
The knight knows she won’t pass out from blood loss or anything of the like; however she is frightened that she may not be able to react as quickly to her attackers. Shrugging it off, she glares at the sky for a moment. She must keep going and get the box of the keep back.
About fifteen minutes later she can spot the palace of boxes and barrels. It was obvious King Splurt had the box of the keep with him. He had been after it for a while before this, so it would be considered precious. Sara had heard of the Boxopolis before. Never had she travelled there, not many desired to do so. Tales
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader Chapter 1
"It hurts, doesn't it?"
"A little," Eren responded.
You alone entered what looked to be a sitting room, with three people wearing jackets emblazoned with the wings of freedom on their jackets. Erwin had led you to the room, then claimed that he had some business to take care of, leaving you to bravely enter the room alone. Off to the side sat Eren, on a couch and having his wounds tended to by a woman with glasses and a brunette ponytail. Not like he really needed it. Most of his injuries were already healed, and the ones that weren't were halfway there.
Eren jumped up when he saw you. "_____!" he blurted out, rushing over to you and grabbing you in a tight hug. "It feels like I haven't seen you in years," he whispered in your ear.
"Ow, ow, watch the head," you said, cringing when he accidentally nudged your head.
Pulling away, he looked at you questioningly, taking in your thinner appearance and the shadows beneath your eyes. "What happened to you?"
"Hit my head at Trost," you said, w
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader Prologue
"_____? Can you hear me, _____?"
"I don't think she's awake."
"But-but she needs to get up!" This voice belonged to a high pitched male. "She has to come to Eren's trial. She has vital information that they'll need to hear!"
"Trial?" you murmured, slowly waking up. "What's Eren having a trial for? The only thing I remembered him killing was titans." Then you jerked up out of bed. "Holy shit! Eren is a titan, too!" You looked at the two people standing by you, who were Mikasa and Armin. "We need to go!" A momentary spasm of pain burst through your head, but it was nowhere near as bad as it had once been. Still, it was enough to make you cringe.
"Slow down," Mikasa said, placing a hand on your shoulder, steadying you as well as holding you in a sitting position on your bed. "You've been asleep for a week with a concussion. Moving around suddenly isn't a good idea."
"I've been out that long?" you asked, confused. You had been awake last night, tossing and turning in your bed, but you'd on
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader PREMISE!
That damned room was so fucking claustrophobic. Sighing as you twisted around in the hospital bed, you winced when a bolt of pain shot through your head.
"Oh, hell," you whispered, wincing in pain. You wondered if this is what your mother had felt that night, so many years ago. Or was it worse? The thought echoed in your mind as the memory flashed through your mind, incapable of forgetting it.
"Momma? Why are you sending me to bed so early?" five-year-old you had asked, wrapping your small hands in your mother's skirt.
She smiled at you fretfully. "I've got something I need to do before I go back to work tomorrow, dear," she had said, her smile looking strained.
"Aw, you have to go back to work?" you sighed, your small, childish face twisting into an adorable pout. "The survey corps never lets you have long breaks, do they mother?"
"Well, if I succeed at what I plan on doing, I'll be on a permanent break, honey," she said, picking you up and setting you on you bed, tucking you in betwe
Seth And Natalee Part III
Sitting next to Sadie, Nat gave her the rest of her sandwich as she started to pick berries, eating one while she's at it.
The delicious taste of the berries made her smile, wishing Seth were here to enjoy these.
In the meantime, Seth was having a quite pleasant time too.
A loud, guttural gurgle was hear as the squirming form of his latest catch was slowly kneaded down his snake body, further swelling his already thick tail until finally end its trip, tightly pressed inside the dark, slimy tomb of the naga's second stomach.
Seth sighed in relief, happily twitching his tail while licking his lips in satisfaction.
Although he wasn't completely full, this deer was nice and big, putting out a quite wild fight inside him, much to the very organ's delight.
Nat gave Sadie a berry to try, to which the dog declined by backing away from it. "Come on, Sadie." Natalee giggled. "You won't know that you like it until you try it."
~Epiphany~ Levi x Reader Chapter 2
Something warm took hold of your hands, comforting you in your troubled sleep. Grasping whatever it was touching you, you pulled yourself closer to the warmth. Funny, it felt sort of like someone's hands...
Your eyes suddenly opening wide, you found yourself cuddling the hands of whoever it was sitting next to your bed. Eyes tracing up the arms you had stolen, you found yourself staring into stormy eyes, gracing you with a faint trace of concern.
"Corporal Levi!" you exclaimed, jerking away. What a wonderful reason to have to explain to your superior that you cuddled things in your sleep.
Disoriented, you gazed about the small hospital room you were in. How did I get here? you thought vaguely. Then the memories of the trial and the conversation afterwards came rushing back to you. With a groan, you laid back on the flat pillow and covered your face with your hands.
"How long was I out this time?" you asked, almost afraid to know.
"About half a day," he responded curtly, crossing his ar
Autumn nights“Where will you sleep?” He asked, superiorly, gazing at the forest floor around them, after carefully choosing his own spot, which was both dry and sheltered, squinting as the autumnal light fled fast. She padded here and there, pretending to inspect the ground, as a critic might examine a work of art, before finally meandering back, and promptly falling down on top of him- which wiped the smirk off his face to her vast amusement, replaced by a blushing one which made her chuckle. She snuggled into his shirt, fitting perfectly on his huge chest.
“I’ll sleep here,” she said in a superior tone, “it’s far more comfortable than the rest of the ground, I’m sure.” It was a bold move, however correct her statement was; he was so warm. And autumn nights were cold. Despite this irrefutable logic, she couldn’t look into his face, still scared of the rejection it might hold. She tried to reassure herself, reminding her head she’d d
A Naga's Daughter (Chapter one)It wasn't fair, why did she have to be this way, why did it have to be her? The naga slithered about her and her mate's bedroom chamber, a worried look in her face. She was in a position that put her into a deep despair, she was unable to bear children and it broke her heart, the situation being very discouraging for both her and her mate.
The naga who's name was Josephine had fallen into a deep depression because of it. Her mate Vladimir was saddened to see her like this, he knew she had always wanted to be a mother, and it crushed him to see her hopes and dreams shattered so easily. It wasn't long ago that they learned that Josephine was barren and unable to have any children on her own. After receiving the bad news for a solid week she was inconsolable as she sobbed in their bedroom.
Vlad peeked into the room to see her pacing, he pushed the door open and entered. His golden-amber eyes sweeping over Josephine's voluptuous form, he approached his black scaled mate.
"How are you feeli
Black Knight Chapter 1
It was a cool spring night in San Francisco, California. The streets were unusually quiet, but that was hardly a problem. The fewer people around, the better. It would be so unfortunate if some…accident were to happen.
Alistair glanced over his shoulder as he slowly walked towards the dark office building. The night had been calm so far, but it was also only beginning of this little outing. The hardest part would be getting past the lobby. Good security guards, despite their low pay and almost useless position, always seemed to get it into their heads that their jobs were just as important as the Secret Service. They scrutinized every detail and overreacted to any minor discrepancy, ev
The Close CallConnor sat on the dirty floor of the abandoned shopping complex. Hard to believe this place was once a bustling center of merchandise. He glanced again at the darkened floors of the human side. Jane had told him she'd just be a few minutes to explore. He agreed there was a thrill about being out here, where only bums or daredevils had the guts to come on a no-trespassing property. But he was selfish, and wanted his girlfriend to pay more attention to him than these crusty old floor boards. He ran a hand through his close-cropped dirty blonde hair and let out a puff of impatient air.
"Jay, would you hurry up? I'm falling asleep out here."
Conner's crazy deep voice echoed through the bare brick walls. The building itself was older than its last retail occupants, and she was severely in love with its old world, industrial charm. Jane grinned a huge smile and shook her head. Glee and a deeply loving feeling washed through her.
"Good Lord babe!" She yelled back. Walking to an opening
Paper Crowns Chapter ThreePaper Crowns
Light shines through the window as I sit up on the floor where I fell asleep. It looks like everyone else in the base are in dreamland. I yawn and take a moment to think...so we lost two more? Well that isn't very good at all...maybe Charlie and Leer were crooks but they were useful crooks. Now we are going to have to fight their possessed bodies at some point. How pessimistic this is.
I was awake too, unbeknownst to the others. They always paid so little attention to my actions, or a lot depending on the time of day. I wasn't an idiot. I was fully aware that I was the product of suspicion, yet that mattered little to me. All that was on my mind was surviving to tomorrow, just as it should be on others; but how quickly this had turned into something akin to an annoying reality show.
Still scanning the area and seeing no movement I get up to walk around. Maybe I am just a tad depressed. Now there are only 11 of us...at least we
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