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Not every love story has a happy endingHe didn't want to. He really didn't. But when given the choice between the death of his entire clan, or the death of a single human The choice was clear.
They had spent most of the day together; Gil had showed the other the beauty of things most humans didn't notice about the sea; he had even gone so far as to have offered him a tour under the sea of the most beautiful unknown places he knew of.
But the day was now coming to an end; the day's time he was given to kill his best and only friend.
They were lying on a stone by the water, relaxing as the sun set. Gil asked to excuse himself for a moment, and when he was out of sight of the other, he laced his lips with a plant's juices that was fatal to humans, before coming right back.
"Can I tell you a secret?" The siren leaned down so their noses were barely touching.
He blushed, "S-sure! You can tell me anything, Gil!" The other chirped sweetly, innocently, which forced a stabbing pain of guilt into the sea-dwe
A Beautiful NightIt was a beautiful night, and a young woman who went by the name of Miran decided she would take advantage of that. Strolling through the park, she got lost in thought, soon not paying attention to where she was going. Of course, this caused her to trip, falling towards the ground. She closed her eyes, waiting for impact, though it never came. Slowly opening her eyes, she found herself face-to-face with a man, about her age, who she could have sworn she knew.
"Are you alright, Miss?" He asked, seeming as off as Miran.
The brunette nodded, gaining her balance once again, "Y-yes, thanks to you "
"Good," the man smiled at her, "I wouldn't want you hurt, a pretty girl like you. My name is Yao, may I ask for yours?"
"I'm Miran," she smiled back shyly, a blush covering her face, "Thank you for catching me, Yao."
"Beautiful name, fitting for a beautiful lady," He charmed, "And don't think anything of it, I couldn't just let you fall on your face."
Again, Miran blushed, trying her best no
Wooden Dolls PrologueSomewhere deep in the depths of a place many never wish to see, a black-winged figure is hard at work on her newest creation. This will make her the most loved of any of her king's minions, a gift unlike any other. Carefully crafting each to the exact detail, she ties each hair by hand. They have to be perfect. Setting them aside to let the paint dry, the demon takes small pieces of bright red string from a container, each labeled in its own bag. She carefully imbeds the thread into each of her creations, before carefully crafting each a box to rest in. Finally she was finished, admiring her work.
Eight small wooden dolls lay on her crafting table, each looking exactly as the person they were meant to be. She carefully lays each into their boxes, and spreads her wings, carrying them off to visit the boss.
"What are they?" He questioned, staring at the small figures incased in their glass-lidded prisons.
"The perfect way to reap any mortal's soul before their time." She smirked, "If the
Ryou's Problem (Your Problem parody)Sorry I treated you like an angel,
What else did you want me to do?
Sorry I treated you like you're perfect,
And smiled when I spoke to you
Sorry I couldn't be sexy,
Am I just not enough for you?
Is that what you do when I'm missing?
That must be such an inconvenience to you, well,
I'm just your problem,
I'm just your problem,
It's like I was, not even with you,
I'm just your problem
Well, I shouldn't have to check in on you,
I shouldn't have to be there to keep you,
I'm sorry that I exist,
I don't know what landed me on your blacklist,
But I shouldn't have to be the one that makes up with you, so,
Why do I want to? Why do I want to
We'll always be watching you...Judging eyes watch her, as she walks down the path. She takes a deep breath, shaking slightly. She's the new girl, the fresh meat, the prey. Little does she know how true that really is.
She is lead into the building, shocked by the lack of lights. She knew this was a night school, but she was unaware there were no lights allowed on. She is welcomed by a teacher, and notes that she is being watched more like a new toy than a new student.
"Where is my room?"
"We'll get to that, follow me."
She is lead by the teacher a man in his mid twenties into a large, completely black room.
"Where are we?"
"You'll see soon enough."
She nods, and allows herself to be practically pushed into a chair. She hears movement, and jumps in shock when her wrists are grabbed, and strapped with rough leather to the chair.
The lights come on, and she screams.
"Hush child, it'll be over soon "
Grey, bloodshot eyes open to the darkness. Jumping to her feet, she stands before her new master.
Becoming the killer I once wasHe was the star,
Who kept me in the light,
He was the one,
Who made me not need to fight.
Now that he's gone,
I don't need to be kind,
Now that he's left,
I can leave this behind.
But I'll never forget,
The reason I now fight,
Is because my little angel,
Has now faded from life.
He was the star,
Who kept me in the light,
And now that he's gone,
I will enter the fight.
He Hid AwayLet me tell you,
Of a young teen,
Who's life to him,
Has no mean
He'd never say,
He hid away
He was shot down,
With bloody cries,
He hit the ground
Now pushed away,
By the evil things,
That people say
Let me tell you,
Of a young teen,
Who's life to him,
Had no mean
He'll never say,
He hid away,
He hid away
It can ruin a friendship,
And break a heart.
It can cause tears to fall,
And turn ever the brightest soul bitter.
It can make you do terrible things,
And cause you to hurt those you love.
What is this I'm speaking of?
This feeling that causes so much pain?
It's the bittersweet feeling,
Violet Eyes - ProloguePrologue; letter never to be sent
Dear Violet Eyes,
I was thinking of you again. I don't think there's a day that's gone by without you popping into my mind. It seems like forever since I bumped in to you, but really it's only been a few days haha, who knew time could move so slowly when you're in Never mind.
Anyways, I miss you a lot. Sometimes I wish you'd just talk to me, but I know that'll never happen, and I'm much too shy to go say hi so I guess these letters have to do.
I'll write to you again soon!
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
true and false"It is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all"
That's a load of bull crap. Loving and losing hurts like hell. It breaks your heart, and heartbreak never goes away.
"All wounds heal with time"
Another lie. Not all wounds heal. Physical wounds? Yes. Emotional wounds? Almost never. If you spill out your guts to someone, and tell them how much they mean to you, how much you love them, and then get shot down that wound won't ever go away.
"When a heart breaks, it doesn't break even"
Now that, my friends, is the truest statement I have ever heard.
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