That whole time, I had forgot about my powers. Everything. Like I was a regular person. But that scream, it was of help. What was I gonna do? I couldn't. It would hurt him. I couldn't use my powers. But I had to. I ran out of the cave. I looked around. It started to rain. I didn't do that. I couldn't change it. If I couldn't change the weather, What would I do if I couldn't control things? I saw it. A giant monster. It threw Bruno out of it's hands and onto the rough, muddy ground. "Bruno!" I screamed. I ran over to him. He was injured with a gash in his forhead and was bleeding from the back of his head. I was just staring at him. His chest was barely lifting, but he was alive. Tears burned my eyes. It would be miraculous if he survived these kind of injuries. No one ever does. Not even in movies. The monster, which resembled a large deformed human, cried out a horrible screech that could have turned you deaf. I turned back to Bruno to examine his wounds. I noticed his shirt was ripped on the right shoulder, revealing tattoo-looking marks. It read 2 letters: G and H. I stared at it. I have the very same tattoo. I rolled up my sleeve to see the very same tattoo written the same way, same color, same calligraphy, on my arm. Again, the monster screeched loudly. I turned around and got up.
"Who- or.. what are you?!" I screamed at it. It turned around and stared at me with its bewildered eyes. My eyes darted around to verify what I had to fight with. Trees and rocks seemed like the best thing right now. I forgot what was happening, that Bruno was injured and dying, that my parents were dead, that Bruno is also a God Helper, and focused myself to one thing: kill this monster. Also forgetting that Bruno was behind me, I used my powers and threw trees at the thing. Leaving only scratches and bruises, I went for the rocks. They injured the hideous things and it began to weaken. Then, it picked me up and screeched once more. Now, all those thing reappeared in my mind. Tears that had been in my eyes started streaming. This thing was probaly going to kill me, too.
"Hey!" a voice from behind me yelled. I tried to twist around to see who it was, but the monster's grip was too tight.
"Unhand her!" yelled the voice again. Its grip loosened, dropping me. I started to scream, but I believed Bruno would be under me, his arms reaching out to catch me. I awaited his grip, but nothing. I fell from the monsster's hand to the rockky, muddy, rough terrain.
Everything went black
"Who- or.. what are you?!" I screamed at it. It turned around and stared at me with its bewildered eyes. My eyes darted around to verify what I had to fight with. Trees and rocks seemed like the best thing right now. I forgot what was happening, that Bruno was injured and dying, that my parents were dead, that Bruno is also a God Helper, and focused myself to one thing: kill this monster. Also forgetting that Bruno was behind me, I used my powers and threw trees at the thing. Leaving only scratches and bruises, I went for the rocks. They injured the hideous things and it began to weaken. Then, it picked me up and screeched once more. Now, all those thing reappeared in my mind. Tears that had been in my eyes started streaming. This thing was probaly going to kill me, too.
"Hey!" a voice from behind me yelled. I tried to twist around to see who it was, but the monster's grip was too tight.
"Unhand her!" yelled the voice again. Its grip loosened, dropping me. I started to scream, but I believed Bruno would be under me, his arms reaching out to catch me. I awaited his grip, but nothing. I fell from the monsster's hand to the rockky, muddy, rough terrain.
Everything went black
DOVEWING PVO
Tigerheart and Dovewing had finished playing around and were lying in the Great Oak together.
Dovewing was breathing in Tigerheart's soft muscular scent and playing with his tail gently. He was sharing tongues with her and talking about each other's life together.
Dovewing was content to be there with him, it had been ages and there were no other cats here, no Bumblestripe, no jealousy. No Ivypool and Toadstep, Cinderheart and Liomblaze and everybody telling her to get a mate, like Bumblestripe.
She was there with who she loved and who she cared about most.
TIgerheart began talking to her slowly, calmly, contently.
"Dovewing, I love you more than ever!" He purred.
"I love you too, Tigerheart." Dovewing murmured.
She crouched down and started to lick his smooth fur and he played around.
"Tigerheart..." Dovewing began.
"Yeah?" Tigerheart asked.
"Will you move to ThunderClan?" She asked.
Tigerheart and Dovewing had finished playing around and were lying in the Great Oak together.
Dovewing was breathing in Tigerheart's soft muscular scent and playing with his tail gently. He was sharing tongues with her and talking about each other's life together.
Dovewing was content to be there with him, it had been ages and there were no other cats here, no Bumblestripe, no jealousy. No Ivypool and Toadstep, Cinderheart and Liomblaze and everybody telling her to get a mate, like Bumblestripe.
She was there with who she loved and who she cared about most.
TIgerheart began talking to her slowly, calmly, contently.
"Dovewing, I love you more than ever!" He purred.
"I love you too, Tigerheart." Dovewing murmured.
She crouched down and started to lick his smooth fur and he played around.
"Tigerheart..." Dovewing began.
"Yeah?" Tigerheart asked.
"Will you move to ThunderClan?" She asked.
With this new story, I wanna write a horror story.
It's called Imaginary:
Sierra, a young six year old from Ocean Gate, New Jersey, dies from a car accident and a broken skull. Meanwhile, Molly, from Bayville, gets a new friend. Her name is Sierra.
As Molly's parents notice their daughter acting strange, they start to worry. She always asks to set the table for an extra person, and she always talks to herself in her room.
Sierra is being fueled by something that's in their house, and she's feeding supernaturally off of Molly's body, and strange things start to happen in the house.
Anonymous laughing, horrifying screams, eerie whispering, problems with the power, and worse. Molly gets weaker.
On this supernatural journey, Molly's parents will try to fight something that's beyond them, whatever it takes to save their daughter's life.
In loving memory of Sierra, a childhood friend. I still miss you, and I know your brother does, too!
It's called Imaginary:
Sierra, a young six year old from Ocean Gate, New Jersey, dies from a car accident and a broken skull. Meanwhile, Molly, from Bayville, gets a new friend. Her name is Sierra.
As Molly's parents notice their daughter acting strange, they start to worry. She always asks to set the table for an extra person, and she always talks to herself in her room.
Sierra is being fueled by something that's in their house, and she's feeding supernaturally off of Molly's body, and strange things start to happen in the house.
Anonymous laughing, horrifying screams, eerie whispering, problems with the power, and worse. Molly gets weaker.
On this supernatural journey, Molly's parents will try to fight something that's beyond them, whatever it takes to save their daughter's life.
In loving memory of Sierra, a childhood friend. I still miss you, and I know your brother does, too!
Me and Brittany got scared when the police questions us and got push toward the cop car.
The boys got is trouble because of the beer since they tried to make us drink.We had to tell them because u know there the police we didnt fell right when they got to rude and pushy.We got sorry for them since they went to jail for 3 days.
Luckly they werent part of the K.K.K.Kevin got alot more nice after there jail time.They were not bullying any kids we have been dating so long that its a record for our town.The school was rebuilt,but Me,Brittany,and them knew it wasnt over yet.
The boys got is trouble because of the beer since they tried to make us drink.We had to tell them because u know there the police we didnt fell right when they got to rude and pushy.We got sorry for them since they went to jail for 3 days.
Luckly they werent part of the K.K.K.Kevin got alot more nice after there jail time.They were not bullying any kids we have been dating so long that its a record for our town.The school was rebuilt,but Me,Brittany,and them knew it wasnt over yet.
