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My name is Avisha. My Mother and Father were killed by the Brain Alterations centre. They were going to alter my brain, and kill me after they collected my research. But I escaped. I almost died.
I awoke, my mind foggy, my eyes blurry. I spluttered and bolted upright. I was alive. They hadn't killed me. But where was Hurricane. And where was Avisha.
Haunted by the man before him, he stood bolt upright slowly breathing heavily, but with the invisible control he had primed over numerous cases.
"What is an Epitaph?" asked an uncle. And he fell dead..
I roared at the top of my lungs. Attracting crowds around my enclosure. "Call the medical. She's giving birth!" screamed my father.
I whimpered. My stomach churned. Another scratch. The kitten wouldn't calm down. 'quiet little one. Mother's here!' I purred.
My days were very repetitive. Get up, drink, eat, hunt for any birds that may have flown into the enclosure, growl at the crowds, etc.
I was tossed into a green metal box, the floor was covered with straw, and the metal was covered in tiny little drilled holes. I growled slightly before I was injected with a dart that put me to...
Breath in. Breath out. Breath in. Breath out. Push. Commands I gave myself, obeying each one as it popped into my head. Push Aisha, PUSH. Breath Aisha. Push again. AISHA. PUSH.
A grey baron waste land, dull replicated people, living synthetic lives. A conformists' world.
Part 24: I stopped immediately trying to fight back.. At an instant silence was the night again. I couldn't move or anything, my body was just frozen.
Her steps full of caution, Allie shoved open the rusting gate as the sounds of roaring car engines became muffled by the slow and painful squeal of the decaying gate.
Part 23: After Kenny left I went into the house and ignored everybody. I was so exhausted from earlier today, all that had my attention was my bed. As soon as I got into bed, I collapsed.
Part 22: "Hey!!.. Come back here!.." I hollered at the dog quietly as I could. She just kept going. *Rhoof!* "You did not just do that?.." *RHOOF!* "AH!" I said aloud in my head.
Timeline: 1963. Disclaimer: If I owned them, Buffy and Angel(us) would still be together. Oh. And leather. Lots of it *evil smirk*.
part 62 Lailas view I could hear the pounding at the door, we rushed inside once it was opened, Silas laid me on the table on my stomach.
Chapter 6 She was grateful for the dry weather, the thin path that lead out of the village to the fields was easier to pass when it wasn't muddy.
Chapter 5 The rest of the day, the sombre atmosphere hung in the thick hot air. It was always dry when the harvest happened.
Part 21: *Silas POV* I could feel the fricken lump on my head. "Sorry.." Kenny said laughing still. "I bet you are.. Now let's get this show on the road!.." I yelled at him.
#augustwriteaday #abandoned The road was little more than a country lane, potholed and with no footpath.
Part 20: "Dude calm down I get it I get it haha jeez.." I laughed. "We gotta figure out how to get to that place again" Kenny said. We thought and then he looked at me.
Part 19: "Just a guess is all" she said smiling at me. "Good guess" I giggled. "Hey I gotta go okay but I'll talk to you after school" she said quickly.
Part 18: "I had no idea I needed help Kenny?.." I said wondering what he meant. "Dude.
Part 17: I began to sweat. I looked around as the noises got louder. I looked at a girl, Katie, and notice her staring at the clock. "Ugh..