Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Fang backed against the wall, then kicked a Whitecoat off of him. I stabbed another, then kicked an Eraser off of him.
"You need to get. Out!" I shouted over the chaos. He shook his head.
"I'm not leaving you alone to die!"
"Yes you are!" I grabbed Fang's neck, then stopped,
"Oh no. No!" Tears streamed down my face. The prophecy.
"You are leaving. Right. NOW!" Fang shouted at me.
"I can't!" I screamed back at him, pulling away from his neck, and kicking a Whitecoat off myself.
"Mel....I cant....loose you!" His voice was solid, made of steel. More tears streamed down my face. This was harder than I thought it would be. Loosing everything, everyone who ever cared....
I screamed, snapping up.
"Mel?" Fang asked sitting up.
"I- I- I-" I stuttered. Devin sat up, wrapping her arms around me, then Fang's strong arms were around me. I relaxed the slightest bit.
"It was a nightmare, Mel." Devin whispered. I nodded, then relaxed in her arms.
"Now go back to sleep..." Devin whispered, pulling away, Fang pulled away with her.
"Okay..." I whispered softly. I laid back on my side, then was a Mel sandwich. I snuggled into the pillows, and fell asleep.
The next day, I was quiet. I saw a part of my future, one that scarred me, one that had Fang crying. I sat on the floor in Mom and Dad's room. I don't know how long. From this morning, to around five-o-clock. The door creaked open.
"Hey what!? Why are you in here!?" I squeaked as Fang came in.
"What do you mean 'why am I in here'? Its my room!" Fang looked at me oddly.
"Have you been up here all day?" He asked. I nodded.
"Why?" He asked.
"I'm thinking." I answered. He shook his head, and slipped his paintball covered shirt off.
"I'm not gonna get anything out of you, am I?" He asked, slipping on a new shirt.
"Probably not." I muttered, staring at the wall.
Whooooo! Done. COMMENT OR MEL DIES EARLY.
Fang backed against the wall, then kicked a Whitecoat off of him. I stabbed another, then kicked an Eraser off of him.
"You need to get. Out!" I shouted over the chaos. He shook his head.
"I'm not leaving you alone to die!"
"Yes you are!" I grabbed Fang's neck, then stopped,
"Oh no. No!" Tears streamed down my face. The prophecy.
"You are leaving. Right. NOW!" Fang shouted at me.
"I can't!" I screamed back at him, pulling away from his neck, and kicking a Whitecoat off myself.
"Mel....I cant....loose you!" His voice was solid, made of steel. More tears streamed down my face. This was harder than I thought it would be. Loosing everything, everyone who ever cared....
I screamed, snapping up.
"Mel?" Fang asked sitting up.
"I- I- I-" I stuttered. Devin sat up, wrapping her arms around me, then Fang's strong arms were around me. I relaxed the slightest bit.
"It was a nightmare, Mel." Devin whispered. I nodded, then relaxed in her arms.
"Now go back to sleep..." Devin whispered, pulling away, Fang pulled away with her.
"Okay..." I whispered softly. I laid back on my side, then was a Mel sandwich. I snuggled into the pillows, and fell asleep.
The next day, I was quiet. I saw a part of my future, one that scarred me, one that had Fang crying. I sat on the floor in Mom and Dad's room. I don't know how long. From this morning, to around five-o-clock. The door creaked open.
"Hey what!? Why are you in here!?" I squeaked as Fang came in.
"What do you mean 'why am I in here'? Its my room!" Fang looked at me oddly.
"Have you been up here all day?" He asked. I nodded.
"Why?" He asked.
"I'm thinking." I answered. He shook his head, and slipped his paintball covered shirt off.
"I'm not gonna get anything out of you, am I?" He asked, slipping on a new shirt.
"Probably not." I muttered, staring at the wall.
Whooooo! Done. COMMENT OR MEL DIES EARLY.
New York City
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are you sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.
May 3, 22:09 EST
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“Are we in position, Draxx?” Revenge whispered.
“Yes. All positions secure.”
“Excellent.”
“Are you sure Grant won’t mind us doing this?” Draxx asked. “I mean this is his company.”
“What Grant doesn’t know, won’t hurt him.”
“That’s usually not true.”
Red Revenge laughed.
It took almost two hours for the assassin to appear. She slipped stealthily among the shadows.
“Target spotted.” Revenge said, picking up his gun and aiming it squarely at the feminine figure.
“On your signal.” Draxx radioed over.
Revenge aimed the sights, lined up the crosshairs, and pulled the trigger. The assassin began to scale the building.
“Now.” Revenge said, leaping from the roof of his company at the same minute.