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I started running up the driveway, but the rocks from the gravel were digging into the soles of my uncovered feet. My breathing hastened, and the blood from my feet trailed behind me.
Glistening, diamond drops of rain cascaded through the chaotic heavens. Wicked, onyx knifes flickered in the assassins lethal grasp. Wet, raven black hair clung to icy, porcelain flesh.
It all came to a culmination, then. Generations of scheming, of waiting - of subservience and pain had been suffered to come to this moment.
Chapter 20: Jasmine's Valuable Item As the team strolled through the bare forest someone was watching nearby.
It was rare that Yamato struggled with a contract. Rarer still that he worked with others.
Part 2: Trouble within the Forest Rupert was taken deep into the forest; his eyes were stinging, letting out wet tears that trickled down his cheek.
Wow the parts are getting really long!.
It was dark. And the moment Nina had been waiting for. Her manicured hand reached from under her black insulated leather jacket; a locket to be revealed. Opening it carefully, she smiled.
Darkened streets, moonlit pavements, quiet roads. The bangs of the fire above, and the 'Oooh's' and 'Aaaah's' from onlookers. The distant pound of bass from nightclubs. Yamato grinned.
A shimmering indigo orb surrounded by a gleaming halo hangs from a delicate silver chain. A slim onyx knife hung by her side.
"Money. Apartment. Ha, oh my sweet sweet Verity your just what I need.
#nightdweller Shadow girl who leaps about, Weaving in, weaving out. Dressed in deepest darkest grey, Set to kill, and set to slay.
Darren walked into the cafe. 10 years of training. Wow.
The wind seemed remarkably still that evening. All he could hear was the whistle of nightbirds, and the occasional blare of a horn in the distance. Few people were still out at this time of evening.
#nightdwellers There's a man with a black fedora, With a unmistakable dark aurora. With his night like eyes and pale white skin, He wears his hair slick, 'tashe, stylishly thin.
Deep crimson and amber streaks across the majestic, jewelled heavens. Gleaming ivory towers soar into the vivid ruby sky. Glistening diamond water cascades in a thunderous waterfall of icy crystals.
She leaps around, Roof to roof. Does she exist. There's no proof. Her moves so fast, Her frame so slight. When it come to combat, She puts a winning fight. Blending with the shadows, Unseen to an eye.
Chapter 2 I was awoken by a sound in my room. I sat up quickly gazing round my room. My eyes adjusted and I saw a dark silhouette was staring in the corner of the room.
"How did you find me?", he asked, with what little strength left in his breath. "How did you find me?", he asked once more, the effort bringing him closer to death.
The dark figure slid stealthily from dark shadow to dark shadow. No one in Signia Jail had noticed. No one but the grinning thief, trapped in his cell. ...
*I don't usually write stories because they're usually about people I know. Which would probably get me sued. But here's a piece of fiction inspired by random stuff...excuse my poor grammar.
You get the picture. Sorry it took so long, yadda yadda. Enjoy. And as an added bonus for putting up with this crap so far, SWEARING!!!!. :-) Connie allowed a small gasp of breath escape her lips.
Again, sorry it took so long. She threw the phone down onto the side of the bed and let her head slump forwards. Nate.... Why did he want Nate dead. Just then, the phone vibrated again.
"Are you alright?" the voice asked. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" Connie replied without looking up. "Um... You look kinda lonely.