Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Seven
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[SEVEN]
"Oh." I repeated, and she nodded.
"We need to train, train, train, pronto!" She said, and started off for the lounge room that was full of everyone playing games and having fun.
"Great." I said. "Another war."
"No. Not another one. The last fight was a battle, this is the war." Jerek put an around me, and my eyes flicked to Tabra who was looking at us.
"Are you okay, Tabra?" I asked him.
"Just fine." He answered, and looked at Jerek, then down at his hands.
"Well..." I said under my breath. "Crap."
"Let's talk strategy?" Tabra asked.
"Yes!" I jumped to my feet, and felt Jerek's arm fall off of me.
"Alright, let's go." Jerek said, and lead the way to his room so we could talk in private.
When we got to the lounge, we saw Shropee in front of everyone, talking about the latest news.
"...And we will fight them to the death. I know this brings back memories of the battle with Haus, and I'm sorry for what happened there, but we have to face this evil for the last time. Not only will we not lose. We will win. Are you up for it?"
Everyone nodded and said their yes's, but one of our men stood up.
"No. Not only will we lose, we will die. I've seen what they are like, they...they are...nothing like we've faced before. Absolutely. Nothing. We will die before we try, and you know why?"
"Why?" I asked, and he turned to face me.
"Because the Oracle says so." He smiled, and I felt that he was right.
We would lose. We would die.
And yet I wasn't scared.
Volume Seven
BuffyFaithfan1
_________________
[SEVEN]
"Oh." I repeated, and she nodded.
"We need to train, train, train, pronto!" She said, and started off for the lounge room that was full of everyone playing games and having fun.
"Great." I said. "Another war."
"No. Not another one. The last fight was a battle, this is the war." Jerek put an around me, and my eyes flicked to Tabra who was looking at us.
"Are you okay, Tabra?" I asked him.
"Just fine." He answered, and looked at Jerek, then down at his hands.
"Well..." I said under my breath. "Crap."
"Let's talk strategy?" Tabra asked.
"Yes!" I jumped to my feet, and felt Jerek's arm fall off of me.
"Alright, let's go." Jerek said, and lead the way to his room so we could talk in private.
When we got to the lounge, we saw Shropee in front of everyone, talking about the latest news.
"...And we will fight them to the death. I know this brings back memories of the battle with Haus, and I'm sorry for what happened there, but we have to face this evil for the last time. Not only will we not lose. We will win. Are you up for it?"
Everyone nodded and said their yes's, but one of our men stood up.
"No. Not only will we lose, we will die. I've seen what they are like, they...they are...nothing like we've faced before. Absolutely. Nothing. We will die before we try, and you know why?"
"Why?" I asked, and he turned to face me.
"Because the Oracle says so." He smiled, and I felt that he was right.
We would lose. We would die.
And yet I wasn't scared.
