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“So, you’re saying Stefan’s behind it?” Caroline asked breathless. “I don’t know. I hope not, but we can’t ignore the possibility that he could’ve” Damon said being realistic. Elena threw her arms around her knees, looking pale. “I don’t know, Damon” Caroline said. “It didn’t look very professional. I mean, when you feed on humans you erase your traces. This vampire didn’t. The body was still there and the blood wasn’t cleaned up. I don’t think this vampire has been doing this a lot” Elena looked up with a hopeful expression on her face. “So, there’s still a chance Stefan has nothing to do with it. That’s good. As long as he doesn’t kill anyone, no damage has been done” she said. Damon shook his head. “What?” Elena asked, a little annoyed. She felt like Damon was going to ruin her renewed hope. “Even if Stefan didn’t kill that person, still someone had to turn the vampire that did. There aren’t that many vampires in Mystic Falls” Damon said, trying to put Elena back on the ground. Elena averted to Katherine. “Maybe she did it” she said, nodding at her vampire look-a-like. Katherine widened her eyes. She walked towards Elena, lifting her hand to slap her, but Damon grabbed her wrist and put himself between Elena and Katherine. “You’re not touching her” he said soft but threatening. He turned at Elena. “You should be careful with your accusations. We need her” “Oh, but you can accuse Stefan?” Elena said upset. “I’m not accusing him” Damon said. “I just want you to keep your eyes open and not be blinded by your…love for him” “As should you” Elena shot back. “You don’t know if you can trust Katherine” “She didn’t do it” Damon sighed. “How would you know?” Elena said disdainful. “Oh, right, I forgot! You have been bonding with her. You’re now close friends, so you tell each other everything” Damon frowned his eyebrows and exchanged an uncomprehending look with Katherine. “Where’s this coming from?” he asked slowly. Katherine smirked. “Yeah, I’m dying to hear it” she said. Caroline looked from Elena to Damon and back as if she was watching a tennis game. Elena swallowed and put her hands on Damon’s upper arms. “I don’t trust her” she started. “She played with you. She used your love for her. She put you through so much pain, missing her, thinking she was locked up. But she never cared about you. She didn’t care you’ve been hurting for 145 years. She didn’t care you wanted to die when you thought she was dead”
Damon took her hands in his and looked her deep in the eye. “I love you for caring about me. I wouldn’t know what to do without you. But I could never fall for her all over again, while I’m loving you” He brought her hands to his lips and kissed her fingers. Elena felt how her heart beat fiercely. It felt like everything around them faded away and they were the only two people on the universe.
“Uhum” Katherine coughed. Damon let go of Elena and they turned around. “You’re having an audience”
posted by invader-badray1
Pest of bad.. (it will take with in 2 days for the Doomer) (and get rid of those dibs worm baby's) (that sounds awesome) (looks like its raining...) (ima take a rest for now) now back to INVADER BADRAY IN INVADER ZIM 2.

"hey bad wake up" *why is Gaz waking me up?* "uh yeah what is it Gaz..." she look worry.. But why "did you seen Gir".. "um no and why you worry you never worry for any one..?" Gaz gave a angry look "I'm not worry I'm just saying where's Gir he was around here than gone?" I look around than back at Gaz

"are you sure cuz he do this a lot?" Gaz open one eye as meaning what I mean...
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Jeremy and Jenna were standing in Bonnies living room and Jeremy remembered the scene. “Bonnie, you’re freezing. What’s going on?” he asked deeply concerned. Bonnie looked him in the eyes and hers looked as cold as her body felt. “Look, Jeremy, the light’s off because it’s hurting my eyes, I’m wearing so many clothes because I’m freezing. And I’m covering my ears because I’m having a terrible headache and I just can’t take your lousy crap right now. So, I repeat, can you get lost?” “Let me help you” Jeremy begged. “You can’t help me. I can only help myself”...
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“Okay, that doesn’t look very nice” the doctor said. Jeremy was sitting on the examination table, Alaric was leaning onto the closet. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to stitch” While she prepared her stitching material she talked to her patient. “So, how did this happen? Were you involved in a fight?” Jeremy looked how she pierced the stitching scissor in his hand. “No, it wasn’t like that. It was an accident” he answered. “I broke a cup, two cups. Cut my hand” The doctor nodded. “Are you vaccinated for tetanus?” Jeremy looked up at Alaric, who helplessly raised...
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I do not own!

Name: Kikyo (Japanese name for Kiki)

Gender: Female

Age: Eight

Likes: Her family, her sisters, herself

Dislikes: She has nothing to dislike

Dreams: That the samurai(s) would someday listen to her and follow her directions and wishes that her family would have good luck.

Personality: She seems to hate the samurai(s) but actually, she doesn't because at some points, she thinks they have good qualities, but don't listen to her. And therefore, she has a very bossy, spoiled, selfish and mischevious personality which makes her like her family more. She doesn't like Mugen, because he's always...
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Can anybody tell me if this work is good enough to upload on FanFicion, or if it's just crap? It's the first half of chapter 1 to a story I am writing, however I've always had a problem with writing. I'm Dyslexic, so my work always comes out as a jumbled or scrambled mess, even though my story is clear in my head it just never comes out that way whenever I try to writeT_T So if you have time, care or interest please read this and tell me what you think, all criticism is welcome, just don't be too harsh, okay. Thank you, and any help and or advice would be highly appreciated.

Chapter 1

‘I know...
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Isabel was sitting at the bar of the local pub, trying to get some information.
“Can I get the usual, Neil?” she asked casual. Neil prepared a coke zero and gave it to her. “Hey, I heard a few nasty things went down here. Could you tell me a little more about it?”
“Not here” Neil corrected her. “Outside”
“I heard some of you regulars were murdered. Does the police have any suspects?” Isabel asked, pretending to be just curious.
“Yeah” Neil said obvious. “A lot of my customers saw him provoking them here. They went after him and didn’t return. Need I say more?”
“Who...
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“Can you believe this?” Dean exclaimed furious. “That’s what? The third time he stole my baby? What is wrong with him?”
He and Sam were walking down the street and while Dean kept ranting on about how Cas was abusing his car, Sam remained rather quiet.
“What’s up with you?” Dean asked when he paused his venting for a moment.
“You didn’t go into that basement” Sam said dark.
“Why? What was there?” Dean demanded to know.
“Two men. Dead. One of them tortured and eaten by rats” Sam answered. “The other one stabbed to death”
Dean sighed and looked around to make...
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Cas was standing in the bathroom, looking in the mirror. He looked very pale and his body felt like it was on fire. His hands had started itching again and this time Cas couldn’t take it anymore. He opened the mirror cupboard and took the scissors. He tried to open it, but the bandage was too tick and inconvenient to even hold it for five seconds.
He brought his right hand to his mouth and his teeth chewed the bandage. He unwounded the bandage with his teeth and when his hand was free, he used it to take the bandage off his left hand. He threw the bandage on the floor and looked at his scarred...
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Phil Coulson's collecting cards
Phil Coulson's collecting cards
If you can tell by the title, this is going to be YAOI. Well, that is only if you have seen the Avengers. Captain on cards? Captain America. The man Who has them? Phil Coulson. Captain America is in other words, Steve Rogers. I adore this pairing, so... Suck it up. #Capoulson!!! X3

Card 1: A huge problem.

His blue eyes. Blonde hair. Sincerity. Kindness. How the hell did I fall in love with this guy? My dad would've killed me if he found out I was gay. But, so far as I know, it's one-sided. Especially since he was there when I woke up, muscles traced along his pale gray t-shirt, and that smile...
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Meg was sitting in front of the mirror in the bathroom of Dorothy’s apartment. She was putting up makeup when the door opened and a woman came in.
“Hi” she said as she walked towards her. “My name’s Heather” she introduced herself and she pulled a chair and sat down. “I hear it’s your first night. How are you feeling? Are you nervous?”
“No” Meg said. “Maybe, I don’t know”
“You’ve had sex before, right?” Heather checked.
“Yeah, of course” Meg responded.
“Okay” Heather said relieved. “This is not a way to lose your virginity”
“Are you trying to give me some kind of pep talk?” Meg asked.
“Yes” Heather admitted. “And to give you this” She put something in Meg’s hands. Meg opened her hand and looked at the white pill. “To get you through your first night”
“I take it it’s not an aspirin” Meg commented sarcastically. She put the pill in her mouth and swallowed.
Sam opened the door to the men’s room and saw Cas sitting on the cold stony floor. Sam rolled his eyes, thinking Cas was being dramatic again, and he walked towards him. But when he’d reached him he noticed Cas’ eyes were closed.
Sam bent through his knees and touched Cas’ shoulder. “Cas? Wake up, dude” he said.
Cas slowly opened his eyes and looked at Sam. “I passed out, I think”
“Yeah” Sam replied. He threw Cas’ arm over his shoulder and helped him stand up. But the moment Sam let go of Cas, Cas grabbed his stomach and gasped for air. He bent through his knees and collapsed....
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Dean parked the Impala in front of the motel Meg was staying. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, turning to Cas.
Cas nodded. “Thank you” he said hoarse. “For not telling Sam” Dean didn’t comment, but loosened his seat belt and got out of the car. He walked around it, when Cas stepped out too.
“No, wait here” Dean said. “Let me go first”
“Why?”
“She’s not very happy with you, right now. I might have to use a little persuasion” Dean explained.
“What kind of persuasion?” Cas asked suspicious.
“Just trust me, alright?” Dean replied. “I promise I won’t...
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Cas was sitting at a table in the corner of a café. He had sneaked out of the hospital shortly after Meg had left. Apparently Meg had given Dean his number, because his phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. But Cas didn’t want Dean’s company right now. He just wanted to be left alone.
Three men were lurking at him from the bar. Cas could feel their eyes on him and he looked up. They were mumbling to each other and if Cas had still been an angel he would know what they were talking about. But now their whispered conversation remained a mystery to him.
He stood up and headed for the exit. He didn’t...
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Night came in and Cas was standing on a crossroad. He buried a small, tin box in the ground and then took a step back.
“Get your ass down, here, Crowley!” he yelled.
A few long seconds later Crowley appeared. “Give me one good reason why I wouldn’t kill you this very instant”
“Because I have something better in store” Cas said. He took a deep breath and then continued. “You have to bring Dean back to life”
“Let me guess, I get your soul in return” Crowley said bored. “Sorry, but that’s getting so old. Nice chatting” He wanted to leave, when Cas quickly said: “Not...
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While storming through the hallways of the hospital, Damon attempted to call Stefan, but once again he failed. He was in such a hurry he didn’t see Meredith and bumped right into her.
“Sorry” he mumbled distracted.
“Where are you heading so fast?” Meredith asked surprised. Damon didn’t answer that question. Instead he leaned forward and mumbled: “Make sure no one enters Elena’s room”
Meredith frowned at that somewhat strange request, but promised Damon she’d tried to keep an eye on his girl.
Damon ran outside where he smelled the scent of blood. He looked down. A young woman...
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Veronica dragged Jeremy downstairs and threw him on the cold floor of a basement. Jeremy screamed and held his leg. As he tried to pull the arrow out, Veronica started pacing up and down.
“You lied to me” she muttered agitated, with a feral look in her eyes. “I asked you straightforward if you were a medium and you lied to me in my face” She walked to Jeremy and looked down on him. “How long has your aunt been spying on me? What does she know?” Jeremy didn’t answer and thus she kicked his wounded leg. Veronica raised her voice above Jeremy’s cries. “How long?” she repeated...
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Though visiting hour was long over, it didn’t stop Stefan from sneaking into Elena’s bedroom. Elena had fallen asleep shortly after Bonnie had left. Stefan had expected Damon to be in the room, but Elena happened to be alone.
Stefan walked to the bed and sank down on it. Elena, sensing his stare, opened her eyes and frowned.
“Stefan?” she asked sleepy.
“It’s okay. Go back to sleep” Stefan hushed, regretting he woke her.
“No” Elena moaned and she sat up difficult. “I’m up” She cast him a faint, tired smile. “I’m glad you came”
“I had to come and see you, but I didn’t...
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Elena had pulled up the sheets. She was getting cold. After Damon had left she’d started crying again and her face was wet from tears. Was this one of the many side effects chemo had? Or was this part of the cancer?
“Hi, there” a small voice said from the end of the bed.
“Go away” Elena said with heavy voice. “I don’t want anyone to see me like this” She added as she tried to dry her eyes.
“I know, which is why I brought this” Caroline said secretive and she lifted a bag. She walked towards the bed. “I’m going to make you all pretty again. Now, make some room”
Elena...
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Three days later.

Elena was lying on her hospital bed. She felt terrible. She had heard people say the treatment for cancer was a bitch, but she didn’t how much that was true…until now. She felt her stomach turn and climbed out of bed. If it hadn’t been for her sore limps she would’ve run to the bathroom, but now she had to settle for shuffling as fast as her body allowed her to. Once arrived she dropped on her knees and aimed for the toilet.
It seemed an eternity had passed when she withdrew herself from the toilet and jerked off some toilet paper to clean her face. Last time she had...
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“We should go” Caroline said a little nervous, staring at Bonnie.
“Yeah, you’re right” Bonnie nodded. “It’s plain obvious that the spirits are not going to help me” She stood and walked towards Caroline, who backed away. “What’s your problem?” Caroline moved her phone from her right hand to her left hand as she figured out how to express herself.
“That was Damon” she eventually started. “Apparently Elena is not feeling very well and he thinks it might have something to do with that tea recipe I gave them”
“People don’t get sick from drinking tea, Caroline”...
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