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Chaotic Hearts - Chapter OnePresent day
Hannah sighed as she made her way through the woods. It was a nice day, and it had been her plan to hike up the old hill on the edge of town. She'd heard stories of ruins in the hills, and an old tortured statue. But now..it seemed plans had changed a bit, as she wandered through the trees, trying to find the beaten path she'd come here on.
"I can't believe this..." She muttered. Turning around to see if she could find anything that looked familiar, she kept walking backwards, until her back hit something hard. "Ah!" She gasped, turning around to see what she'd bumped into. Her eyes went wide as she stared at the dark stone statue. Though he was made of stone, she could clearly see the pain and torment in the young man's face.
"Why..would anyone make a statue in so much pain?" She whispered, gently reaching out a hand and gently tracing the dark streaks the rain had left on the statue's stone cheeks. It..almost looks like he's crying. She ran her ha
Chaotic Hearts - PrologueIt wasn't really that serious, was it? Honestly, he didn't really think it was all as bad as they were making it out to be. One of his pointed ears twitched faintly, as he ignored the High Elves lecturing on and on. They called him the Destroyer, among other things, but really, they made it sound as if he'd destroyed an entire nation. He'd only collapsed one puny harbor. Was it really that big of a deal? He sighed, staring at the sky and watching a dark shape of some noctural bird, an owl perhaps, flit across the night sky. During that moment as his mind seemed to leave the conscious state and slip into the subconscious, he found himself brought abruptly, and painfully, back to earth as something hard smacked across the side of his head, catching one of his ears in the blow.
"You would do well to listen to your own sentencing, Night Elf filth!" Ralin stared at the Elder who had spoken, a tall and withered old Elf with a scraggly white beard, and he grinned softly.
The Myths of Magic - OneChapter One - Unexpected Company
Jenna sighed as she looked up at the sky. It was a bright, sunny day, and it was beautiful. That much was true. But it was also boiling hot. She was absolutely confident that if she chose to attempt it, she could fry an egg on the sidewalk in this heat. She yawned and shook her head, wiping sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand. Honestly, she hated the heat, but the day was otherwise beautiful. Something buzzed past her ear, and she swatted at it, but hit nothing except air.
"Stupid bugs..." She grumbled. "You'd think the heat would scare them off, but no..." She picked up her glass of lemonade, with ice, and sipped from the straw, thinking. As she put the glass down, she heard that buzzing again, and she looked around to see if she could find where it was coming from. Finally, her gaze rested on her lemonade, and she saw a pair of dragonfly wings poking out from behind it.
"A dragonfly?" She mumbled, peeking around the glass. To her
Piece of Heaven - SevenDariel sighed and turned to Xen, and he gave him a smile. Talking to Leslie had certainly made him feel better, and it was almost amusing the way the demon had come back so quickly, after running off in a fit of anger.
"So..what made you come back so quickly, Xen?" He asked. Azaxeniel shrugged.
"No idea," He replied, "I just-" He suddenly stopped and stared out the window. "Shit!" He snarled. "Oh, damn it all to the pits of the Underworld!" He leapt forward, vaulting over Leslie's bed to get to the window. Dariel's gaze followed him, and he saw the white-haired demon watching them in the window, just as the demon turned and flew off. Without hesitation, Xen leapt through the window, smashing it into pieces.
"Xen!" Leslie shrieked, half because he'd broken her window and half because..well, he could've been hurt. Dariel ran to the window and watched as Xen ran after the other demon. He shook his head as the winged demon flew higher, almost out of Xen's reach. Xen...he won't catch up.
Shatter's Angels - OneJasper sighed as he knocked on the door to the study. It was a room his guard often used when he wanted to be alone, and the last time the lord of Death had checked, that was where his guard had been.
"Jackal," he said, "it's time to make our rounds." There was no answer beyond the door, but Jasper supposed that was no surprise. The study was enormous, so it was possible that Jackal hadn't heard him. He slowly opened the door and poked his head in. His shaggy, snow white hair hung in his face as he pushed his bangs back to scan the study for the young angel.
"Jackal?" he called, "Jackal, are you going to answer me or not?" Someone chuckled behind him, followed by the familiar accented voice of his mischievous guard.
"Yo. You realize Jackal ain't in there, right?" Jasper turned to find Jackal grinning at him, his wings folded neatly against his back. Jasper shook his head.
"Jack, do I need to lock every door in the palace except this one and your bedroom?" he grumbled, noticing the open
Piece of Heaven - SixAfter Xen had run out, Dariel went upstairs to Leslie's room and sat down on the end of her bed, staring at the floor. Leslie watched him quietly for a moment, before she sat up and put a hand on his shoulder.
"You okay?" She asked him. "It's..Dariel, right?"
"Yeah.." He whispered. Leslie frowned at him and scooted closer.
"You're lying.." Leslie remarked. "There's something wrong. Where'd Azaxeniel go?"
"That demon? He ran off.." Dariel replied, still just staring at the floor. Leslie sighed, shaking her head, gently patting Dariel's shoulder.
"And by the way you're acting, that's clearly not a good thing." She said. "You love him, don't you." Dariel went wide-eyed and stared at Leslie, startled.
"Wha- I..No! Of course not!" Leslie just laughed and hugged the angel. As she looked over his shoulder at the window, she saw a familiar face peering in at them. Leslie smiled at Xen and gestured for him to go around another way. The demon nodded and left from the t
Character Profile - AlbionName: Albion Freyr
Species: Jynzer (from the planet of Jynzara)
Height: 2'8" (yes, he's a little guy)
Weight: 105 lbs with mechanical "core", 98.5 lbs without "core"
Personality: Albion is strong-willed and brave, he's very loyal to those he loves and those he considers friends and would give his life to protect them. He's small, and he's young, but he's a tough fighter when he needs to be. He's gentle to those he trusts, when they need him to be, but when they need protection, he's there to fight for them.
Biography: All his life, Albion has never gotten his pick of anything. He's always been the unnoticed, ignored child. He was born with a severe heart disease that was supposed to kill him when he reached his tenth birthday, but his best friend wouldn't hear of it, and on Albion's ninth birthday, she carried Albion to the Office of Technological Development on Jynzara, hoping they had something that would keep Albion alive. After a half-completed, rushed surgery,
Piece of Heaven - FiveStill cradled in Xen's arms, Dariel slowly reached up a hand and cupped the demon's cheek gently in the palm of his hand. Azaxeniel smiled slightly, though he was a bit confused.
"Don't tell me.." He remarked. "You actually are falling in love with me, little bird!" Realizing what he was doing, Dariel quickly pulled his hand back and sat up suddenly.
"Oh, my Lord and Creator!" He gasped. "What am I doing?!" Xen grinned, chuckling softly.
"Caressing my face, that's what." He teased. Dariel blushed and shook his head frantically.
"No! I-It's not what you're thinking!" He whimpered. Xen just smiled and ran a hand through Dariel's hair, quieting him instantly.
"Don't worry, little bird.." The demon told him gently. "I'm not judging you at all." He sighed and stared at the wall across from him, silent. Leslie shook her head and got up, but with her ankle sprained now, she ended up stumbling. Immediately, Dariel was on his feet to catch her.
"Here..you're hurt.." He said. He glanced a
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