Ace looks at the paper the therapist gave him. What would this accomplished? Ace asked himself. After hours of thinking, he finally just picked up a pencil and started writing. He started from when he was about 5.
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I remember being in the woods, scouting. I heard some leaves rustle and pointed my stick at the noise. A dude came out and put his hand up. "Woah, kid," The guy said. He looked about 12. He had icy blue eyes and brown hair that was short. He had dirt on his face and a scar on his right cheek . "I'm on your side. Name's Hunter. You?" I didn't know how to respond. "I-I-I don't have a name," I finally admitted. Hunter scratched his chin, "Well, for now. Your name is Kid." Hunter smiled. I smiled too. I liked that name. It suited me.
The next few years of my life were great. Being with Hunter made me realize the world around me. He taught me how to steal and survive. Everything changed when I turned 13. Hunter had just came back with some dinner and I was by the fire. Hunter didn't trust me going out with the Grazers being there, so I just sat in front of a fire all day. That day was different though.
After Hunter came with the meat, I got claimed by my dad, Ares. I don't know why, but I felt like my dad owed it to me. Anyway, Hunter smiled at me and tossed me a spear and said, "Let's teach you how to hunt,"
We swiftly moved through the woods, looking for something to kill. It was about 5 when the hell hound appeared.
"Run Kid!" Hunter yelled at me,
"I'm not leaving you!" I scream back.
"I'll come back. I promise!" Hunter said and I ran quickly back by the fire.
I waited for hours. I saw the sunset as I paced back and forth. Hunter should've been back. I grabbed my spear and gripped it tight as I headed back into the woods to find him.
I was walking around when suddenly the same hell hound appeared. I stumbled back and it pounced on me. It knocked me on my back and his paw went for my throat. I block it with the spear and then stabbed him. The hell hound turned to dust and I got back up, shaking. I ran for my life.
When I got back to the fire, I instantly packed up. I didn’t have time to sleep. I burn all on Hunter’s stuff except for the weapons. I needed them. I put out the fire and left the site. A few hours later, I found myself wandering around. I guess it was kind of obvious I was a demigod because a grazer came up to me and reach for his handcuffs. I reacted really quickly and slammed into him really hard. I rolled on the ground and got back up. I ran away with a few more Grazers on my tail. I took some shortcuts along the way and eventually lost them. I sighed and curled up in an alleyway, far away from civilization as possible.
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Ace dropped the pencil and shut his eyes. No he couldn't go on any longer. The visions for him were terrible. Ace got up and left the pencil and the paper sitting there on a desk.
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I remember being in the woods, scouting. I heard some leaves rustle and pointed my stick at the noise. A dude came out and put his hand up. "Woah, kid," The guy said. He looked about 12. He had icy blue eyes and brown hair that was short. He had dirt on his face and a scar on his right cheek . "I'm on your side. Name's Hunter. You?" I didn't know how to respond. "I-I-I don't have a name," I finally admitted. Hunter scratched his chin, "Well, for now. Your name is Kid." Hunter smiled. I smiled too. I liked that name. It suited me.
The next few years of my life were great. Being with Hunter made me realize the world around me. He taught me how to steal and survive. Everything changed when I turned 13. Hunter had just came back with some dinner and I was by the fire. Hunter didn't trust me going out with the Grazers being there, so I just sat in front of a fire all day. That day was different though.
After Hunter came with the meat, I got claimed by my dad, Ares. I don't know why, but I felt like my dad owed it to me. Anyway, Hunter smiled at me and tossed me a spear and said, "Let's teach you how to hunt,"
We swiftly moved through the woods, looking for something to kill. It was about 5 when the hell hound appeared.
"Run Kid!" Hunter yelled at me,
"I'm not leaving you!" I scream back.
"I'll come back. I promise!" Hunter said and I ran quickly back by the fire.
I waited for hours. I saw the sunset as I paced back and forth. Hunter should've been back. I grabbed my spear and gripped it tight as I headed back into the woods to find him.
I was walking around when suddenly the same hell hound appeared. I stumbled back and it pounced on me. It knocked me on my back and his paw went for my throat. I block it with the spear and then stabbed him. The hell hound turned to dust and I got back up, shaking. I ran for my life.
When I got back to the fire, I instantly packed up. I didn’t have time to sleep. I burn all on Hunter’s stuff except for the weapons. I needed them. I put out the fire and left the site. A few hours later, I found myself wandering around. I guess it was kind of obvious I was a demigod because a grazer came up to me and reach for his handcuffs. I reacted really quickly and slammed into him really hard. I rolled on the ground and got back up. I ran away with a few more Grazers on my tail. I took some shortcuts along the way and eventually lost them. I sighed and curled up in an alleyway, far away from civilization as possible.
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Ace dropped the pencil and shut his eyes. No he couldn't go on any longer. The visions for him were terrible. Ace got up and left the pencil and the paper sitting there on a desk.
The Cold Truth: This club is dying. It has been for a long time. People haven't posted anything(meaningful, yes I'm talking of those who banter in the Getting to know forum, myself included) in far too long. So my question is a simple one, one I should have asked a long time ago; Is it worth it anymore?.
Funny, we all said we would never leave... We all said this place is a family... We all thought we loved writing enough that it could last.
So is this it then? Are we going to let this club die off completely? Because anyone who doesn't see this is blinded by the past. The truth is we are all growing up, finding different interests and hobbies, and you know what... We learn to forget about this place. I myself was blind, but mabye, just once we can rewrite the fate of this club and remember why it is we are here; To fucking write about being the sons and daughters of the mightiest in all of Myth.
Funny, we all said we would never leave... We all said this place is a family... We all thought we loved writing enough that it could last.
So is this it then? Are we going to let this club die off completely? Because anyone who doesn't see this is blinded by the past. The truth is we are all growing up, finding different interests and hobbies, and you know what... We learn to forget about this place. I myself was blind, but mabye, just once we can rewrite the fate of this club and remember why it is we are here; To fucking write about being the sons and daughters of the mightiest in all of Myth.