Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Three
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[FOUR]
"What?" I said, and then he pulled the trigger.
I yelped and ducked as fast as I could, and heard something hit me. I then realized I was fine, no bullet holes in me. Oh my god, I'm fine! TABRA! I jumped up to my feet and saw Tabra staring at me.
"Are you shot?" I asked him.
"No, you?"
"No. Where is the doctor?" I said and saw someone else in the corner of my eyes.
I turned and saw a man about my height, which is like 5"9' ontop of the doctor, knocking him out with a punch to the face, and took the gun from his hands.
"Are you guys okay?" He asked.
"Yea," Tabra and I said in unison.
"Are you?" I asked him.
"Yea. I came to see Tabra, he worked with me in the Death Clan of the Fallen, and I heard he was stabbed." The man said.
"How?" Tabra asked.
"You know Marcee?" The man asked. "Well, she works here. She's the receptionist."
"Marcee? Really? Wow. So, do you still work for Haus?" Tabra was glad to see him, whoever he was, but he was cautiously at the ready.
"No. I quit, and the others who quit formed an alliance. We are not known as a group, we are just The Alliance of Good, if you must tag a name to us." I laughed.
"And who is this?" He asked Tabra.
"Cydnee, this is Jerek. Jerek, this is Cyd, short for Cydnee."
Jerek took a step to me and extended a hand my way. I took it, and we shook hands. "Nice to meet you." He said.
"Nice to meet you, too, Jerek." I said and he smiled.
This was going to get interesting, I can surely tell you that.
Volume Three
BuffyFaithfan1
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[FOUR]
"What?" I said, and then he pulled the trigger.
I yelped and ducked as fast as I could, and heard something hit me. I then realized I was fine, no bullet holes in me. Oh my god, I'm fine! TABRA! I jumped up to my feet and saw Tabra staring at me.
"Are you shot?" I asked him.
"No, you?"
"No. Where is the doctor?" I said and saw someone else in the corner of my eyes.
I turned and saw a man about my height, which is like 5"9' ontop of the doctor, knocking him out with a punch to the face, and took the gun from his hands.
"Are you guys okay?" He asked.
"Yea," Tabra and I said in unison.
"Are you?" I asked him.
"Yea. I came to see Tabra, he worked with me in the Death Clan of the Fallen, and I heard he was stabbed." The man said.
"How?" Tabra asked.
"You know Marcee?" The man asked. "Well, she works here. She's the receptionist."
"Marcee? Really? Wow. So, do you still work for Haus?" Tabra was glad to see him, whoever he was, but he was cautiously at the ready.
"No. I quit, and the others who quit formed an alliance. We are not known as a group, we are just The Alliance of Good, if you must tag a name to us." I laughed.
"And who is this?" He asked Tabra.
"Cydnee, this is Jerek. Jerek, this is Cyd, short for Cydnee."
Jerek took a step to me and extended a hand my way. I took it, and we shook hands. "Nice to meet you." He said.
"Nice to meet you, too, Jerek." I said and he smiled.
This was going to get interesting, I can surely tell you that.
