Chapter 2
Warren was fine after resting from his accident in the shower that morning. He grabbed his trusty baseball bat, his protective shelter of a black blanket and walked downstairs to help out Eliza. Eliza was in the kitchen washing dishes, as
Warren silently walked in there. She didn't notice him beside of her, as she went along humming "I'll Fly Away". He smiled and said,"Good song! I loved how they sang it on O' Brother Where Art Thou." Eliza jumped, as a plate broke on the floor.
"Oh shit, I mean shoot!" Warren laughed, as he knelt down, feeling the floor, trying to help out the scared maid. "Sorry Eliza. I didn't mean to scare you or cause you to break a plate." She looked at him, also on the floor trying to pick up the shards of china,"How do you know it was a plate and not a glass?" Warren chuckled and answered,"Well, my hearing has taught itself how to identify different things breaking. A plate has a distinctive difference of sound when breaking that a glass cup or a porcelain doll." Eliza looked at him grinning and replied,"That's very interesting! I just hope your momma doesn't get a cow from seeing this mess!" Warren winced,"Was it one of the good china?"
Eliza sighed,"It was the good plate that she bought in Europe five years ago." Warren sucked in and out a harsh breath, as if he had just scratched a scab that had been opened. He felt around for a plate, but accidentally touched Eliza's feather duster, as his eyes shot open.
He started breathing in and out heavily. Young prodigy, we can see your eyes! Spiders started crawling around everywhere, as he back up against a corner, covering his head, putting himself in a fetal position. Eliza looked at him and ran towards him, as he kept saying,"Stay away from me!" He could still hear them, feeling their fangs ripping him open. "Ow!!!! STOP!!!!!" Tears streamed through his brown eyes, as his long black hair covered his face and arms.
Come with us, boy king! We will save you from this evil world! "No! I like living here! I don't need your help!" Eliza bent down and started talking to him calmly,"Warren, who are you talking to?" He breathed heavily, and started sweating and panting,"The spiders, Eliza! The spiders! We're invaded by them! Ow! Don't you feel them? They're trying to poison me and suck out my blood!" Eliza ran to the book shelf, grabbed a phone book and ran to the phone to call for help, as Warren still heard those voices. Come to us, young king. Come to us. We will inject our fangs into you and fill you with our nectar. He started vomiting blood, as he passed out on the kitchen floor.
Sirens. The sirens blared their noises like angry banshees looking for vengeance.
Warren was fine after resting from his accident in the shower that morning. He grabbed his trusty baseball bat, his protective shelter of a black blanket and walked downstairs to help out Eliza. Eliza was in the kitchen washing dishes, as
Warren silently walked in there. She didn't notice him beside of her, as she went along humming "I'll Fly Away". He smiled and said,"Good song! I loved how they sang it on O' Brother Where Art Thou." Eliza jumped, as a plate broke on the floor.
"Oh shit, I mean shoot!" Warren laughed, as he knelt down, feeling the floor, trying to help out the scared maid. "Sorry Eliza. I didn't mean to scare you or cause you to break a plate." She looked at him, also on the floor trying to pick up the shards of china,"How do you know it was a plate and not a glass?" Warren chuckled and answered,"Well, my hearing has taught itself how to identify different things breaking. A plate has a distinctive difference of sound when breaking that a glass cup or a porcelain doll." Eliza looked at him grinning and replied,"That's very interesting! I just hope your momma doesn't get a cow from seeing this mess!" Warren winced,"Was it one of the good china?"
Eliza sighed,"It was the good plate that she bought in Europe five years ago." Warren sucked in and out a harsh breath, as if he had just scratched a scab that had been opened. He felt around for a plate, but accidentally touched Eliza's feather duster, as his eyes shot open.
He started breathing in and out heavily. Young prodigy, we can see your eyes! Spiders started crawling around everywhere, as he back up against a corner, covering his head, putting himself in a fetal position. Eliza looked at him and ran towards him, as he kept saying,"Stay away from me!" He could still hear them, feeling their fangs ripping him open. "Ow!!!! STOP!!!!!" Tears streamed through his brown eyes, as his long black hair covered his face and arms.
Come with us, boy king! We will save you from this evil world! "No! I like living here! I don't need your help!" Eliza bent down and started talking to him calmly,"Warren, who are you talking to?" He breathed heavily, and started sweating and panting,"The spiders, Eliza! The spiders! We're invaded by them! Ow! Don't you feel them? They're trying to poison me and suck out my blood!" Eliza ran to the book shelf, grabbed a phone book and ran to the phone to call for help, as Warren still heard those voices. Come to us, young king. Come to us. We will inject our fangs into you and fill you with our nectar. He started vomiting blood, as he passed out on the kitchen floor.
Sirens. The sirens blared their noises like angry banshees looking for vengeance.
Prologue
Once upon a time... there once was a Beautiful Princess... named Twilight...her hair was White...her eyes were blue...and she was the most beautiful in the land...
But there was only one problem... she had never loved... and that was her undoing... she had brought a young Wizard into the Castle... She was the most rude and mean person he had ever met...
So the young Wizard cursed her... and she was turned into a terrifying Dragon... and no one visited her ... Now no one would ever love her... everyone was afraid of her...
But she knew she would embrace love someday... someday ...
And that is where our story begins...
Once upon a time... there once was a Beautiful Princess... named Twilight...her hair was White...her eyes were blue...and she was the most beautiful in the land...
But there was only one problem... she had never loved... and that was her undoing... she had brought a young Wizard into the Castle... She was the most rude and mean person he had ever met...
So the young Wizard cursed her... and she was turned into a terrifying Dragon... and no one visited her ... Now no one would ever love her... everyone was afraid of her...
But she knew she would embrace love someday... someday ...
And that is where our story begins...
Chapter 3 : Rage
One week after the indecent, King George had news for Prince Jay.
"I will let the Kitsune go" King George told Jay.
"Really?" Jay asked, confused.
"Why yes" King George answered as he winked to Prince Cole as he smiled back. They took off the Kitsunes chains as everyone cheered, Jay sensed something was up.
"Now!" King George yelled as a group of Guards and Cole surrounded her and started whipping her. Then the citizens circled her and started Kicking and Slapping her as the Kitsune started crying.
"Stop it!" Jay yelled as he started protecting the Kitsune. Then Cole kneed Jay in the stomach, grabbed the Kitsune and out her back in her cage as Jay could only watch...
One week after the indecent, King George had news for Prince Jay.
"I will let the Kitsune go" King George told Jay.
"Really?" Jay asked, confused.
"Why yes" King George answered as he winked to Prince Cole as he smiled back. They took off the Kitsunes chains as everyone cheered, Jay sensed something was up.
"Now!" King George yelled as a group of Guards and Cole surrounded her and started whipping her. Then the citizens circled her and started Kicking and Slapping her as the Kitsune started crying.
"Stop it!" Jay yelled as he started protecting the Kitsune. Then Cole kneed Jay in the stomach, grabbed the Kitsune and out her back in her cage as Jay could only watch...
Okay, some friends and I made up a song we call, "The Hunger Games" to the tune of "Glad You Came"
Okay here it goes,
The sun goes down, the tributes come out.
And all I know, is Cato's here now.
My leg will never be the same.
The Hunger Games, The Hunger Games.
(All of the o o o o o o o 's... xD)
You cast a spell on me, spell on me.
You hit me like your present fell on me, fell on me.
I decided you work well with me, well with me.
So let's go somewhere no one else can see you n' me
Turn the lights out NOW.
Now I'll take you by the hand.
Hand you some medicine.
Drink it if you can.
Can you spend a little time?
Time is slipping away.
Away from us, so stay.
Stay with me, I can make, make you Victor.
(And then you repeat. ツ I think of this every time I hear "Glad You Came")
Okay here it goes,
The sun goes down, the tributes come out.
And all I know, is Cato's here now.
My leg will never be the same.
The Hunger Games, The Hunger Games.
(All of the o o o o o o o 's... xD)
You cast a spell on me, spell on me.
You hit me like your present fell on me, fell on me.
I decided you work well with me, well with me.
So let's go somewhere no one else can see you n' me
Turn the lights out NOW.
Now I'll take you by the hand.
Hand you some medicine.
Drink it if you can.
Can you spend a little time?
Time is slipping away.
Away from us, so stay.
Stay with me, I can make, make you Victor.
(And then you repeat. ツ I think of this every time I hear "Glad You Came")
So here i am
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if you believe
you turn to me
you say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
you reply
"I believe in you and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but you will always
love me
even if you are
a stuffed monkey
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if you believe
you turn to me
you say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
you reply
"I believe in you and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but you will always
love me
even if you are
a stuffed monkey