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"He told me to help him." Marcus whispered, a look of pure fear written all over his face. Lydia gasped. "You mean..?" "Yes." Marcus sighed. "I used to be very good friends with Jonah.
Tpek smiled. His submarine, an ancient contraption found in some mysterious ruins Tpek had found while fighting for his life in a violent game of death - the Opuss Battle Royale.
I swayed on my feet as a pounding headache threatened to make me keel over. I blinked. The scene before me was confusing. Seven people were sat on big metal chairs. Almost like thrones.
This is the second part. Enjoy. :D Frank stands up slowly and goes into his bedroom. I rake through the cupboard until I find some rabbit meat, which is usually the only meat I ever eat.
As promised, I present you with the first chapter of my Hunger Games Fanfiction. I haven't come up with a good name yet, but I'll tell you when inspiration strikes.
Everyone sat around waiting The dark clouds were not parting Twas the calm before the storm This one tho was not the norm This really was a baron town Rumblings echoed all around The darkness...
Martin shuffled to his feet un co- ordinativly, his heart was still racing from his nightmare. As he reached for his water bottle, just about to unscrew the cap, rustling noises disturbed him.
I don't remember much of the night my parents and brother were taken from me. My mind is still hazy in some areas, just like the smoke against my eyes.
I'm in pain. I watch the unlicensed doctor fiddle around with my bullet wound as if it was some cheap evening of pleasure spent with a hooker.
Inspired by The Hunger Games The girl walks into the arena, Tense worried and scared Fighting to kill all around her, But with a lover she is paired.
Women have been the backbone of most wars So I stand strong when I fight among the men I've seen my share of death so I'd say I know the score And I know I'll see it all over again This uniform...
Feather looked around. The forest's mist seeped about her ankles. It was eerily quiet. Too quiet, as the cliché went. At her back, her rapier rested against her spine: a welcome comfort.
Waves tore heartlessly at the little white light house, scratching away it's damp paint work and wrecking the potted flowers placed elegantly on the doorstep.
Chapter 7 Very short. Sorry will be longer next time. ׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º× "Toby!" I scream again, no responce. He seemed to be lost somewherw deep in thought, drowning out my every word.
I feel so tired through and through. All I see, a dreamy hue. Outside the darkness starts to creep. Inside my heart I start to weep. A heavy weight that drags me drown.
Last night I hit it!. Rock bottom , lower than the low, in the middle of a cold wet muddy field ready to end it, How did I do it . How did I get here alone in this field to ponder my life's end.
Feeling kind of homeless or I mean I am homeless. I have nowhere to go, I have nowhere to stay, I have nowhere to sleep or eat, and I have nowhere to call mine. I feel kind of lost or I mean I am...
I stood at the platform on our Districts very high tech Mono-Train Station. I'm stood beside Effie, waving to my family as a tear falls down my frozen face.
Before I even thought to have any suspicions, he walked over to our stools at the bar area of his wooden building. "Takes some getting used too, don't worry about it.
This is related to my very favourite book and film, The Hunger Games x Effie drops her painted hand into the reaping ball as a drumroll sounds behind her (we like to be dramatic in District 6).
We lye in wait; united at the edge of the forest.....
On the 14th of April 2000, a thing of the impossible happened. Police arrived at the very popular Happy Heights Hotel to find a disturbing scene.
Slowly, soft snow flakes flew from the whitish sky. The lake had evaporated into an ice rink and I was gliding on it flawlessly.
“Alpha. Alpha!” A sable grey wolf yelled through the dens. Perking his head through every part of the pack. “Rueken, calm down.” A deep voice curdled.