Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Three
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"Oh.." I said and he nodded in agreement on how bad that truely was.
"Tabra didn't...it was just me. I was Haus's favorite." He spat Haus's name as if he was spitting on his face for a final goodbye.
"I'm so sorry." I said and he looked at me, and I could have sworn he was a bit teary-eyed.
"Don't be. It's not your fault. I went to them in my time of need, and I agreed to killing them. I was blinded by love from a friend, blinded by his false pretences. I finally figured it out. He was using me for nothing but murder! I'm glad I'm gone."
"He's so...mean and-"
"Evil?" He said and I nodded. "Yea, he is."
"Must have been hard." I replied and a tear slipped his eye. I couldn't blame him, this was a very sad story.
"In a way, I think of this tattoo as a curse. As if, once people see me they are dead."
"As if looks could kill," I filled in the blank of a one-liner I grew up with.
"Exactly. But, my looks didn't kill them. My actions did." Another tear escaped.
I'm not gonna' ask him how he killed them, that's crossing the 'LAST-STRAW' line, I already crossed one line by asking him how bad it was.
"Don't be." He wiped his face, looked at his hands somemore, got up, and left the room.
Volume Three
BuffyFaithfan1
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[EIGHT]
"Oh.." I said and he nodded in agreement on how bad that truely was.
"Tabra didn't...it was just me. I was Haus's favorite." He spat Haus's name as if he was spitting on his face for a final goodbye.
"I'm so sorry." I said and he looked at me, and I could have sworn he was a bit teary-eyed.
"Don't be. It's not your fault. I went to them in my time of need, and I agreed to killing them. I was blinded by love from a friend, blinded by his false pretences. I finally figured it out. He was using me for nothing but murder! I'm glad I'm gone."
"He's so...mean and-"
"Evil?" He said and I nodded. "Yea, he is."
"Must have been hard." I replied and a tear slipped his eye. I couldn't blame him, this was a very sad story.
"In a way, I think of this tattoo as a curse. As if, once people see me they are dead."
"As if looks could kill," I filled in the blank of a one-liner I grew up with.
"Exactly. But, my looks didn't kill them. My actions did." Another tear escaped.
I'm not gonna' ask him how he killed them, that's crossing the 'LAST-STRAW' line, I already crossed one line by asking him how bad it was.
"Don't be." He wiped his face, looked at his hands somemore, got up, and left the room.
On Italy: "Italy was a dream. Very surreal. I think everyone there, no matter who it was, Rob Pattinson, Kristen Stewart, [director] Chris Weitz or anyone else would say that it was an experience that they may never go through again. The hospitality of the whole thing, the way they treated us, the whole setting was so magnificent."
On Rob: "Rob, I feel sorry for him a little bit. I feel for him, because he’s like a paparazzi fugitive right now. He can’t leave his house. He’s the most photographed person in the world."
Transformation
When the transformation begins,
the heat flows through your body.
The wind around you,
turns to mist.
Suddenly your on all fours,
racing through the forest.
Your russet brown fur,
swirls in the wind.
Your like a blur,
like a brown line has been sketched into the forest.
Then you hear the voices of your pack,
calling you to hunt.
Listen while the wind screams past you,
and your packs mind turns into one.
you stalk your prey together,
till they see you and you act as one,
and they have no chance of escape.
You feast on your meal,
cleaning your bloody claws.
Then the call of the human world,
reminds you to go home.
While the change ends,
but same as the beginning.
The werewolf you were,
is now inside of you
When the transformation begins,
the heat flows through your body.
The wind around you,
turns to mist.
Suddenly your on all fours,
racing through the forest.
Your russet brown fur,
swirls in the wind.
Your like a blur,
like a brown line has been sketched into the forest.
Then you hear the voices of your pack,
calling you to hunt.
Listen while the wind screams past you,
and your packs mind turns into one.
you stalk your prey together,
till they see you and you act as one,
and they have no chance of escape.
You feast on your meal,
cleaning your bloody claws.
Then the call of the human world,
reminds you to go home.
While the change ends,
but same as the beginning.
The werewolf you were,
is now inside of you
hey everyone this is my first fanfic so be nice.Hope ya like it
Edward's POV
Iam bored!Im thinking about Bella . Even though shes a fragile human ithink of her as a strong hearted vampire .Shes a beautiful angel thats heart is goldden.AS the day goes by i still feel
a slight pain in my stomach because i fought a
mystierious character in the shados.
hey everyone sorry it's so short i had to go .Hope ya like it
Edward's POV
Iam bored!Im thinking about Bella . Even though shes a fragile human ithink of her as a strong hearted vampire .Shes a beautiful angel thats heart is goldden.AS the day goes by i still feel
a slight pain in my stomach because i fought a
mystierious character in the shados.
hey everyone sorry it's so short i had to go .Hope ya like it