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posted by SweetHoneyBunny
Talow stood Чтение the task he had been given. It had come from the general of the battalions and recruiting so he couldn't object. He read the scrawled out message again:

Task #1: Thursday, August 3 ****
Recruit 003579-Dains

Ты are to Сообщить to the prison-holds this afternoon for your task of executing the captured victims from the villages of Dains and of the Bellator boy captured one день after. Failure to comply will result in serious penalty including but not restricted to:
Demotion
Reassigned
Imprisoned
Death

Talow swallowed as he pushed open the large doors, behind were the prison-holds. The air held a stench of sweat and blood that lingered in one's throat. He forced himself not to gag as he walked towards the three soldiers standing around a large desk. The стол письменный, стол was occupied by a large man who was giving one boy the death stare.
“You brought this upon yourself, failure to follow the rules has its consequences.” The man's fingers were inched towards a drawer in the desk, the boy in Вопрос watched silently. “Do Ты remember what it was Ты did?” The man sat forward, a wicked grin on his face. The boy was sweating but made no Переместить to wipe his brow. “Speak!” He jolted and like a machine began to talk.
“I refused to follow my battalion into battle, leaving my brothers to the mercy of the Bellators.” His mouth clamped shut when he was done.
“Exactly.” The man at the стол письменный, стол had a look in his eye like a savage beast with its prey pinned under it. “And Ты know why I have to punish Ты for this. If everyone started abandoning mission we would have Остаться в живых years ago. Is that what Ты want! To be ruled by self-loving Bellators! Well do you?” The man's face had turned red with rage as he leaned across the стол письменный, стол to shout in the traitor's face.
“No...I...um..” He was silenced by the man as he stood and gripped him by the throat.
“I new Ты were a крыса the день Ты were recruited.” He dropped him to the ground. “Take him away, I'll deal with him later.” Two of the soldiers who had been standing behind the boy now came вперед and grabbed him by the arms. His shouts and pleading could be heard as he was dragged down the hall. Talow watched them leave and was having секунда thoughts about this when the man noticed him.
“Quit cowering and get over here before I do the same to you.” Talow obeyed and stood before the man, handing his paper over. The man read it and sank back into his chair.
“So, Ты got the guts to do this или are Ты going to chicken out like most of them?” Talow didn't say a word as the man walked around the стол письменный, стол and lead him down the same hall the soldiers had vanished down. Talow could see people locked behind bars, dirty and sad-looking as he passed keeping close to the officer. When they reach cell 23 Talow could see the villagers from Dains watching him as the door was unlocked. They backed into the corner as the officer entered the cell and grabbed a thin man with bloody nails and a bruise on his cheek. He dropped him in-front of Talow.
“Your choice. We can do this the quick way или we can drag it out.” He pulled from his ремень, пояс, пояса a small gun and a club with nails poking out of it. Talow looked from the weapons to the man who was watching the floor, not meeting his eyes. Talow picked the gun, checking how many rounds it had left. One. Just enough to finish the job. He saw the officer watching him, waiting for him to pull the trigger and end this mans life in full view of the others. Talow knew this man which made all so much harder. As he aimed the gun and steadied his shaking finger on the trigger Talow was about to bury the bullet in the man's head when a shout from down the hall forced him to jerk his hand and shoot the floor Далее to the man. The officer spun on his heel and stormed down the small ahllway, stopping at a cell containing one person. The boy who had attacked Talow in the clearing. The man сказал(-а) something to him before he started walking back to his стол письменный, стол to fins another bullet.

Talow took this opportunity to run down the hall and stop at the cell.
“Why did Ты do that?” He asked the boy behind the bars. The boy leaned casually against the wall, examining his nails.
“Do what?”
“Stop me from shooting that villager.” Talow was growing impatient knowing that his time was running out.
“I know Ты don't like killing, it's written all over your face.” The boy came closer. “You want to get out of here?” Talow nodded eagerly. “Next chance Ты get out of this place find the main road until Ты reach a place with two alley ways. Take the second, it'll lead Ты the jungle.” Talow made a mental note of what he was told.
“Why are Ты helping me?”
“Think of it as a favour.” Talow took a step back from him and started to turn away.
“Thank you...um..” He didn't even know his name to thank him properly.
“Name's Raza, now get out of here.” Raza shooed him away as the officer started coming back down the hall.

Talow found the entrance to HQ easy enough, it was getting out that would cause some problems. He waited around until he saw someone he knew.
“Nico, Cyle!”
“Hey Talow, what's up?” They stopped to talk to him, moving to a Стена where they wouldn't be in the way.
“I was wondering if Ты guys could get the guards to open the doors since you've both got еще seniority then me. I think I dropped something outside when we were coming back.” Cyle and Nico exchanged looks, not quite believing his story but they helped him anyway. When Talow was far enough away, he started to follow the directions Raza had дана him, sure enough he found himself at the edge of the jungle. All he had to do was dive in there and he'd be Главная free, but should he? Talow looked back at the city noticing the line of men coming down the main road. He still held the plans under his куртка and he knew they were looking for him. Were they after the plans? Did they know he had escaped? All thinking came to late as UFS soldiers found him. Maybe if he talked to them they would see it from his point of view. He had the plans, all he had to do was Показать them.
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Well, this is a song I wrote.

I've heard it wrong
There's been a mistake
There was a time when I won and I knew it

We will go on and on and on and on
There will be no еще mistakes
For the future
We will fight through it all without complaint

We are the winners, my friend
And we'll fight through it all in the end
There's no time to lose it
Cuz we are the winners

Well, I know that it's been a great day
We've done it all
We've been the best we can be and Ты know it
We are the winners, my friend.
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Chapter Eight: Hello, Stranger Please Don't Betray Me

      The guy stood in front of us. We needed to give him answer and fast. He was a spy and he probably knew еще then he was letting on. This make sit hard to trust him. Courtney immediately сказал(-а) yes. I gave her a glare and shrugged. Raven was nodding her head as while. It made me think. Were they up to something? Did they know the guy? They could have known him because he goes here for school. Actually, he seemed much older then the rest of us. He had boyish features but he certainly was someone who looks much older then 18.
     ...
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posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 2

Everyday, Prince сойка, джей would go to the Kitsune's cage and gave her Еда and Comfort for when she was sad. After a few days, Jays brother, Cole, Started to worry and went to their father, King George.

"I am worried about Jay" Cole told their Father, "He is always giving Еда to that filthy Kitsune!"

"Let him do what he wants" King George told Cole, "He probably doesn't have real feelings for her, i think". Then he thought of an idea and told him his evil plan.

The Далее day, сойка, джей heard crying. He ran down the stairs and saw Cole whipping the Kitsune while the Guards were laughing at her pain....
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Source: Google,Just Type Письмо Inspiration!
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posted by cuteypuffgirl
This a short poem I came up with. I'm not a descriptive person. I prefer just simple words in poems. This deals with the term, "Looking behind the smile." This is inspired by a friend and mine's life experiences. Enjoy :)

Gone: a poem

She sat alone
in the corner of the room.
She didn't speak
she would merely loom.
Like she was a shadow
an invisible ghost.
No one gave
a damn at the most.

She would sit there
and simply stare
looking at those
who ignored her.
No one looked
at her twice
no one bothered
when she was nice.

She was a nobody,
forgotten by all.
Her ever-blank stares
directed at the bare, empty wall....
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