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Bloodlines chpt 10
An eerie dread hung in the air as Hiro and Hanako stood on the edge of a once thriving village deep in the land of mist. The place sent cold chills down Hanako's spine. "Where is every one?"
"I don't know…" Hiro starred down the debris littered street, something pulled him in that direction. "I want to check it out before we go any further."
Hanako nodded, still unsure of the village.
The town seemed deserted, shops sat as if waiting for customer, their wares rotting on the shelves. Houses sat, their windows partially hidden by tattered blinds. As they got further into the village, which, it turned out was rather larger then they expected, signs of a battle began to show. Kunai and shuriken were lodged in walls, shards of broken swords and other weapons lay on the ground on top of reddish brown pools of dried blood. Here the buildings were less well preserved, some had damage from weapons and hard attacks, others had scorches from small fires. Hanako looked around nervously. "I have a
Bloodlines: CHPT 9
Hiro looked across the clearing. "Hurry Hanako-chan, I'm being nice in giving you this much time…" He took off at full speed, an orb of white chakra in his hand. Hanako concentrated hard on her own palm, she could do it, she had done it already…
"Faster Hanako!" Hiro had closed almost half the distance between them. Hanako ignored the bruises and cuts all over her, putting all her focus into her hand.
"Do it now Hanako!"
She lunged at him, a swirling mass of chakra in her hand. "Rasengan!"
Hiro lunged with his own attack in the same instant. The world seemed to slow to a stop as the two attacks passed, then suddenly sped up.
Hiro had caught Hanako's attack with his free hand, while his was just above her shoulder. Hanako's orb flickered and died. Hiro let his own dissipate as his eyes turned back to their natural color. "Good, it's a wonder you can even use the Rasengan, yet alone summon it so fast…I didn't actually think you would."
Hanako feel to her knees. "I'm…Done…Too tired." She
Poem For The Fallen
A fallen angel,
black as coal
delicate as shoal
A feint light,
darkness all around,
A shrouded scene
A final stand,
Bloody and glorious
from the fallens' mouths
a ghostly chorus
among the dead
my consciousness lays
for one thing they ask,
that honor everyone pays
their cry yet I hear
their courage i hold dear
can you not hear their fuss?
They cry "Remember us"
NecropolisEight strangers sitting in a bar, drinking and telling stories. Martin was more than ready to meet his end like this, after twenty years of being a mercenary, it wasn't bad.
He scanned the room again. Sitting by the boarded-up window was the young cop, Nick, and the mid-aged couple that had come in last. An airborne corporal and an out-of-the-job body guard swapped stories in the far corner. Andy, one of the mercs Martin had been deployed with, leaned against the wall closest to the front door, his assault rifle pointed at the doorknob. Christie, the brunette ex-special forces bomb-shell that had brought him and Andy to this bar, stood behind the bar holding a bottle of Jack Daniels'. She flashed him a smile that made him forget the horrors outside. "Another round, Marty?"
"Naw, I'm the designated driver tonight." They both laughed lightly, it was all the could do to keep their sanity. He turned his back on the bar again, reality setting in.
The cop was covered in blood splatter, the c
Bloodlines: The BeginningHanako wiped blood from her face and kneeled by the dying boy on the futon at her feet. Adrenaline and fear clouded her thoughts and memory. She remembered the demon, how sure she thought she was going to die. And then this dark haired boy saving her when she was paralyzed with fear.
He had traded his soul and life for hers, and she didn't even know him. She reached down and checked the blood soaked bandages around his bare chest and arm. His chest was a nasty wound, but with the right care it wouldn't be fatal.
His shoulder on the other hand wasn't even that bad beside being horribly burnt from a previous fight. The red, wrinkled flesh reached from the base of his neck to just above his elbow. He would live through the wounds, but without his soul he was as good as dead in a short time anyway.
Hanako froze as the boy grabbed her hand away from the bandages. "It's alright." She sat back as the boy sat up. He looked around casually. "Where am I?"
Hanako looked down timidly. "
BattleFields pt 2" John, I just want to make sure this is a good idea, some of these men have been dead a thousand years!"
John turne and starred at his partner through thick square glasses. "Bill, i know what your afraid of, but these men are the only Humans that the government will let us clone, with out them we're all dead."
Bill pushed his brown hair away from his eyes. "I know, ever since we lost Neros it's been hell, but these men, they've been gone too long, It'll drive them mad!"
"So what do you want to do?"
"I don't know," Bill sighed. "How about cloning the soldiers of this war? It may break every federal law on Earth, but it will be safer!"
John sighed, it was the idea he had pushed for the same idea to be approved since the first few colony worlds had fallen.
"Bill, What i'm about to tell you is top secret, we both could be stood against the wall and shot."
Bill swallowed, there was something cold in john, the years of serving the military had frozen his heart, he was dangerous. He n
It was sometime in 1942, i had stoped looking at calenders. We had landed on a Jap island given the task of destroying fuel, weapons, ammo and food supplies to prepar for an invasion. The 5307th Rangers did their job, but coming back was another story...
"Everyone on the boats!"
The rescue boats weren't much, now way they could stand up against the rifles and submachine guns the japanese were useing. PFC. Razak knew this was bad. A company of Ranger against and islandfull of japs.
He stood and fired the last few rounds in his Thompson towards the thick foliage the jap rifle rounds were comming from and turned.
"Move it! on to the rafts now!"
Bill Scotty starred at at him with a look of mixed terror and his usually happy demeanor at war with eachother.
" Raz, get down!"
Razak hit the dirt hard as Scotty let loose a burst of auto fire on a jap officer who had run out of the jungle with a sword.
"Now i owe you three scotty!"
The other man just nodded and ran towards the boat. Raza
Twelve years ago today,
it was only me and you, not a care in the world.
A soft kiss, a loving embrace, and blissful ignorance.
Saturday night movies, a taste of strawberry wine.
An angry father when you weren't back by nine.
It seems so long ago.
I held onto to those memories and looked foward to the new.
Eight years ago last month,
The happiest day of my life.
A white dove, a simple ceramony at that old church.
Forever and ever was our vow.
Sweet music and sunshine for the rest of time.
It seems so much larger then that short time ago,
we both imagined growing,
keeping to our vows.
Five years ago july, a little bundle of joy.
Blue eyes, blond hair, the most beautiful girl i've ever seen.
Sleepless nights, endless shifts, makeing ends meet.
It was hell, this i will tell, that i'd do it all again, because those two women
they mean the world to me.
Three years ago june, on your birthday,
the tests came back and i cried my heart out that day.
a tumor is unforgiving, there was nothing i c
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