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"You know... I'm not...the one you love...so...that's why...it's time for me... to leave......" -Zelos
"You know... I'm not...the one you love...so...that's why...it's time for me... to leave......" -Zelos
There have been so many things that have happened to me in the past, present, and future, that I have had a hard time remembering them all. For a vampire, that would seem unbearably stupid; I mean, we live forever, so our brains should be more adept at handling the hardcore memories. At times I actually thought I remembered my childhood, or even WWI if I took a deep thought into it. But no, the only thing that came into my mind as clearly as the darkness that surrounds me now is this:
Chloe's eyes.
Chloe Cassalani, the one person I knew from the start upon meeting, was a threat to me. The instant she saw me in that clearing, drinking from a dead human's body, I knew there was no way to let her go. So, instead of doing what my screaming instincts told me what to do, (KILL HER, KILL HER!!!) I ended up following her, wanting to know more about her. Of course I knew what was happening at the school; my three best friends were in charge of it all. But I had no clue that dork-face Mallovick had anything to do with it. Out of fear, I hid myself in her room. That's how I found out the truth. Her blood was so lucious to my throat, so light and free, that I had no choice but to put warning on her; just like I had done many years ago, which worked in fact. I made sure that the emblem, that cursed emblem, was bolted deep inside that smashed piece of wood of the cabin. I wanted her to listen to the legend that followed it, leave this place, leave me. Maybe, after some time, she would realize that she needed to become a proper vampire, not be in that wretched school and being consumed like those other kids with the lies and hate that was clouding their oxygen at this very moment. I didn't want her to become like me.
But just like Chloe would be, she really did follow upon the legend, and stuck too it. By the time I wanted to tell her to stop, she already met that fiend Joshua, and he told her all about me. That was a threat upon not just me, but Marcus, Dimitri, and Adrian.
But of course, what I'm telling you is only a summary of what I've been through. The chaotic wars that follow is something not even vampires, werewolves, or even daemons want to go through. Because the time of war is now.
Humans, watch your back.
This might only work if you're familiar with the tale of Jason, the Ancient Greek hero, but who gives a crap? Haha, anyways, I was going to enter a writing competition because I figured that it would be a good way to, well, I don't know. BUt Greece was my inspiration coz that's where I'ma going and I was looking at this Greek website that my friend Hanniekins sent me the link to and I was reading about the heroes and stuff and I wrote, well, this.... So yeah... xD
JASON

Jason sprinted faster, pushing his muscles to the limit as he pumped his arms and legs. Behind him, the sounds of his pursuer...
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posted by para-scence
"No! I don't want to go!" I shrieked. My whole world was crumbling down. This couldn't be happening. I found a place where I was loved and accepted, and now I was being kicked out?

What would happen when I got home? Mother and Father would either neglect me more than ever, or beat me to death for "jeopardizing the family name" by running away. The thought was stupid, but I'm pretty sure that's what would happen.

"Cosette, you've been so depressed ever since Asteria left," Grandma said. "You need to go home. It's what's best for you."

"No, it's not!" I shouted. Tears were pouring down my cheeks....
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posted by para-scence
"...So there's no way you're taking Cosette home if she doesn't want to!" Echo shouted across the kitchen. She's been ranting for about ten minutes straight. It even frightened me. Asteria seemed surprised, but calm. That scared me too. Was she so certain I was coming home no matter what? Echo paused for a couple moments, trying to regain her breath. She looked at me. "You... aren't leaving, are you?" I looked at Asteria, and sighed.

"No," I said firmly. Asteria's eyes saddened a little bit.

"Please?" she whispered. My heart ached at her sadness. I was stuck between her, and my life here. But...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
*NOTE* I had to change the town of Cayden's and BJ's town. Las Vegas, NM is too far away from Big Spring, TX and it didn't fit with the storyline.
It's now Carlsbad, NM.





Chapter 22


Bone walked into the police station of a small town on the border of Texas and New Mexico. He had become what he feared most…a monster. And now he was hunting down the only person that was a threat to him. He was naked except for his deer skin pants and wolf pelt around his shoulders. His hair had become thick and shaggy; everywhere he went now people feared him.
You should fear me...
A young deputy greeted him, “Need...
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posted by para-scence
Ace was still at my house a week later. I'd managed to get no information from anyone on when Echo was coming back. It couldn't be much longer, right? She had to come back sometime. I began to worry. They were bound to find out why she cut herself. What would happen when she got back? Would they take her and Ace away? Would I ever see her again?

I became very lonely.

I ate lunch alone. I went home alone. I did everything alone at school. I had no other friends at school; not that I was complaining. I didn't really want any other friends. Echo was the greatest friend I could ever ask for. It'd...
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posted by r260897
That big mansion continued to bother Zean. But he knew it very well how to hide it from others. “ one two three four one two three” shouted “ Bang Zhang” “ oh oh it’s the time when I look at you!!! I I forgot what I have to do… I am just going crazy…. Don’t be so lazy… now come up in my arms oh dear……” they just started with their song and Ilm came with Bang Zhang’s cupcakes ( which he tried to hide from others). “ hey you Little Brat its my cupcake..stay there” he shouted and Ilm started running. “ I am young I can run faster than you old man” shouted Ilm....
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posted by Skitty_Love
"Hello, master!" I greet with a positive smile and a bow. Yes. I hate to admit it but... I work at a maid cafe'! .... My name is Naomi Hanaguri. I am sixteen. My mom is really poor since shes on unemployment at the moment, so I decided to work at a Maid Cafe' to pay the bills. But it isn't any ol' cafe' , its a Gothic Lolita one. Yep, thats right. I am a lolita. Hey! Don't laugh!

I walk back towards the kitchen with the new order of fresh squeezed lemon tea and a scone. My laced fingerless gloves clutch the mini clipboard. My puffy black and white corset skirt sway as I walk. "Order!" I announce...
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posted by Skitty_Love
Then Corrine fired a strong beam of light at me. I stumbled to the ground.

"Soul!" Professor Rhinestone cried and rushed to my aid. He checked my flushed face, and my burnt hands. "No... Taine! How could you let model #002 do such a thing?!" Taine shrugged in a nervous wreck. "I-I don't know Rhinestone.. I thought everything went okay until-" Professor's eyes turned into a sharp glare. "Listen, if you don't fix that hybrid by tomorrow, I will banish the needs of any hybrid!" Taine's eyes grew. "Rhinestone.. It was an accident!" Professor looked back at me, fainted and nearly broken. "Taine......
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posted by para-scence
The next morning, I couldn't bring my self to get up. It's Friday, I told myself. At least that was something to look forward to, I guess. I sat up and yawned. I slid out of bed, and nudged Briar with my foot.

"Wake up," I grumbled. She blinked, groaned, and rolled over. Oh well. She'd get up sooner or later. I went to my closet, picked out my clothes, then went to the bathroom to change. When I came back, Briar was fully awake.

"Can I borrow some clothes?" she asked. I nodded to my closet.

"Go 'head. It might be a little big on you, but I'm sure you'll find something." I went to the kitchen and,...
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posted by PenelopeWolf1
Prolog;
The Gregindorf Prophecies


"Marinsa," Whispered Yanzo Jamleaf. "Where are you hiding?" Yanzo was looking for his friend and leader Marinsa Jackson. She had been in hiding for so long that Yanzo didnt know where she might be.
Marisa had hair so white it looked like a cloud, and eyes so green it looked like a forest. She was small but was fierce.
Yanzo was the opposite; He had black shaggy hair, blue eyes that looked like electric and was tall.
Yanzo heard a crack of leaves and a twig. He turned and saw Marinsa walking towards him.
"Hello my old friend," She said with a small smile.
...
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posted by para-scence
The next day, everyone was surprised when Andrew stopped by. Reed looked at him; distrust in his eyes. Andrew stood there awkwardly, his hands behind his back and staring at the ground.

"No offense, but..." Nikolai began.

"Why're you here?" Reed finished.

"Uh, I wanted to invite you guys to dinner. I thought it was the least my family and I could do," Andrew replied. Everyone was silent. I had to be the one to answer.

"Sure. Thanks," I said. He smiled. Reed looked at me like I was crazy. I ignored him.

"Great," Andrew beamed.

He left a little while later, after meaningless conversation; mostly...
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posted by Insight357
We went back to Alexander’s apartment after getting Lucy. Xander and Lucy had been sitting on the couch. He was fussing at her for running off.
    “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me where you were going,” Xander’s lip curled up.
    “I didn’t think you cared! You aren’t my damned guardian!” Lucy spat back defensively.
    “Maybe not, but I care about you Lucy. I love you,” Xander looked down. My eyes were open wide, but I pretended like I wasn’t there.
    “I-I love you, too,” Xander...
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Prologue:
When I Was Thirteen



“Chase!” Carrie Flinn yelled over the roar of music. A boy who looked uncannily like her— black hair, hazel eyes and a thin nose dusted with freckles— turned around.
“What?” he yelled back. “I'm trying to listen to the concert!” Carrie rolled her eyes and leaned her arms against the cool metal bar of the small balcony. She was with her brother, Chase, at a Metallic Lights concert, the band Chase loved and Carrie detested. They had quite amazing seats on a little metal balcony that hung just above the stage, so that anybody on stage could just reach...
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posted by Insight357
    I awoke to the sound of doctors running rampant.
    “How did he near death?”
    “Why did he do it?”
    “Was it suicide?” All of these questions ran through my room. I opened my eyes, I was back in the mental institution. I looked over at my left arm. A cast ran from my wrist to my elbow. I remembered taking the meds, but I didn’t remember breaking my arm. I wonder how that happened.
    “Dr. Demidov, how are you feeling?” A tall, thin man asked. He wore glasses, and he had...
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posted by para-scence
"Shiloh, I..." my mouth was dry, and I had no idea what to say. He smiled hopefully at me. I did love him, but I'm only eighteen! "I... uh..." The door opened, and Sicily and Chance walked in. Sicily froze when she saw us; my face burning and Shiloh down on one knee. She mouthed "oops" and tip-toed out of the room, still holding Chance. I heard her giggle.

"Well...?" Shiloh prompted, thinking I'd forgotten the previous conversation. I turned back to him, my mouth still gaping. Then, my heart seemed to melt. I realized I loved him a lot; and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

"Yes."...
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Jason: blonde spiky hair, green eyes, wearing his favorite guitar shirt for almost three days straight, and he’s a teenager, but a rather short one. He has orange braces that are spotted easily when he smiles. Jason has an arm that can oddly twist all the way around in a
perfect circle. One of the strangest things about him is a black thing in the shape of a flame on his left leg. People think it’s a poorly drawn drawing, but he was born with it, and as he got older it grew with him.

Jason was sitting by the fireplace watching the flames blow from side to side. His eyes liked to find themselves,...
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posted by Insight357
It felt like I had been submerged under water. I was suffocating.
    “How could you leave her?” I managed to get the question out of my mouth.
    “Genette didn’t tell me she was pregnant. I didn’t even know about Lucy until she was five. By then I figured it was too late,” Alexander said a look of pain was in his face.
    “It’s never too late, Alexander,” I said, angered by the fact he would just give that magnificent child up.
    “It was at the time. I didn’t know where she was, and the...
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posted by Insight357
“I can’t get you out of my head either,” I said. Voices broke loose in my head, and I fought to push them all back.    
    “What are we going to do then?” he asked unaware of the chaos in my mind.
    “What do you mean?” I asked confused.
    “We both have feelings for each other. We can’t just ignore it,” Alexander said.
    “I know,” I wanted to ignore it no matter what he said. That would be rude though.
    “We should take time together to explore...
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Part two, obviously, of the first chapter. No warnings this time, unless you count lying and subterfuge.

Inheritance

Part Two



    Harper, March & Fields wasn’t a law firm I’d ever heard of until a few months ago when I’d received a letter from them concerning my father’s will. It was strange that they’d waited until nine months after my 25th birthday to contact me — especially when the instructions had specifically stated alerting me on that day. Phyllis March wasn’t an entirely unpleasant woman to talk to, but she was fidgety and a little high strung. She...
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posted by Insight357
    “Damien, that was years ago,” said Alexander as his cheeks turned a light pink.
    “I know, and I don’t understand why the memory is resurfacing now,” I said shaking my head slightly.
    “Do you think it’s because you’re with Grey more often?” Alexander asked. I’d rarely seen Grey while at the asylum. The only people I would talk to was Deborah, Dr. Anozi, Alexander, and a few college professors.
    “I don’t know, maybe, but it’s scaring me,” I said. “I spent all last night at...
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