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This is A story of tragic, betrayal, and romance blooms through a time of desperate and dark times. This story has no relation to any actual historical events, and anything depicted in this story is not true and did not take place in actual French history. This story was made for entertainment purposes, and only a name of a few locations actually exists.



In the late 1800s, Alchemy was a major part of European Culture, but was prohibited by the Church, for Alchemic teachings went against God’s teachings and the Catholic beliefs. In a Small town off the borderlines of Paris France, a middle aged Alchemist, Victor Alexander Damè conducts strange experiments in secret, for his tests required human sacrifice, which was forbidden by all Alchemists alike and abolished use of alchemy by the church of Catholics. He hires exiles of the Country of France to find potential sacrifices, which mostly ranged from higher up classmen in which he had strife against to various members of the French Court.

His curiosity and lack of a Heir lead him to discover a peasant boy named Nathaniel and his older brother Simon. Both boys had been abandoned from their English father after their mother died when they were both fairly young, and ever since they lived on the streets relying on stolen Еда and any безопасно, сейф water they could find. Nathaniel at the age of 10 had obtained the illness known as Thantosis, a serious disease that caused the slow decay of the inner organs.

Realizing that his baby brother’s time was short, Simon desperately tries to find shelter for the both of them by going around various houses in England trying to get families to take either both of them или at least his ill ridden brother in. No one would take them in, in fear of catching the disease themselves, Simon pleaded for them to let them stay, but only found disappointment, One день as Winter is fast approaching, Simon’s patience grows fairly thin with people as his brother starts to Показать еще signs of the disease taking affect when Nathaniel starts to cough out large amounts of blood.

The boys soon gather attention from two fairly intoxicated men. They start to boast about their healthy sons, and pick at Nathaniel’s weakened and ill stricken state, out of anger and his weakened will power, Simon grabs a rock and pins the taller and larger man to the ground and with one hard swing, smashes the rock against his head, instantly killing him. The other man had escaped after this, and Simon, realizing what he had done, out of fear that he would be trialed and sentenced to Death by the British Police, he runs off with Nathaniel, stowing away on a Merchants Carriage heading to France where he manages to get a job in the small town of Damèberg.

For a time, the man Simon worked for let him and his younger brother stay in the сарай in which Simon worked in the most as payment for Simon’s work. Simon is relieved of this case, feeling like he and his brother can live a semi normal life, without the struggles of life on the street. 5 years past and word starts reaching the French Court of a Boy who was a suspect of murder escaped England and was hiding somewhere in France.

Terrified of someone finding them, Simon runs away from the Farm, leaving a note, which simply stated his regrets, and his sincerest apology over the murder of Alfred J. Jones. Now back onto the streets, Nathaniel’s condition starts to worsen even еще so then it had been, Simon tries desperately to keep his brother out of the harm of the crime-ridden streets of Damèberg. One night, drunken men, who claimed that they украл, палантин their money and food, corner Simon and Nathaniel; Simon tries to explain to them the situation. Not bothering to listen, one of the men hits Simon, and continues to beat him senseless while Nathaniel watches helplessly.


Simon facing the fact that this man was going to kill him, starts to accept death, for his death would redeem his sin of murdering Alfred, before the final blow the man is stopped by an elder gentleman, who the men recognize as Victor Damè. Victor saves the boys and brings them to his замок on the borderline of Paris and Damèberg. Once Simon has recovered, he discovers that Victor is an Alchemist and he pleas for him to save his brother from the grips of the wretched disease, having known that Alchemist were known to do any miracles that succeeded the current knowledge of medical research.

Victor informs him that he cannot perform such Alchemy, but had something that might keep his brother alive for a bit longer then what he would have had. Simon Insisted that he gave him the antidote, proclaiming to do whatever he wanted him to do. Victor seizes the opportunity to make use of the young adult. For the Далее couple months Victor has Simon retrieve former convicts from the prison in Damèberg, Simon doesn’t Вопрос this request at first, but he grows еще confused as time progresses.

One день when returning from an errand, Simon notices his brother is nowhere to be found, he imminently confronts Victor, slightly angered with this, but calms down slightly when Victor states that he merely had brought Nathaniel into a room in the basement in preparation to receive the antidote. Simon grows slightly suspicious when he asks to see his brother and Victor states that Nathaniel was in no condition to be seen in, and soon he begins to investigate behind Victor’s back.

Simon having conducted research from every book he could find in Victor’s library, he comes to a horrifying conclusion. Victor was using the forbidden alchemy of Human Transmogrification in an attempt to create a relic of ancient times, which granted the user immortality. Realizing the danger he had put himself and his brother in, he realizes he must find his brother and escape.

Late at night Simon sneaks from his room and tries to make his way to the basement to retrieve Nathaniel, when Victor catches onto his intentions and imminently tries to kill him, Victor burns down the castle, trying to take Simon down with it. Simon barely escapes the wreckage engulfed in flames, and tries to find shelter in a near by forest.

Unsure of rather или not his brother is alive; he collapses from exhaustion, once еще ready to face his death. He wakes up several weeks later, finding himself in a unfamiliar room. He learns that a man named Alphonse Heisenberg, a German/French merchant who had connections with Victor, rescued him.

He informs Simon that ore then likely Victor had his brother locked up in his main building of operations, the deepest bowels of the Cathedral of Notre Dame in Paris. Urgent to get there Simon tries to make his way to the door, but is stopped by Alphonse, who states that he was in no condition to take on Victor. He went on to explain to Simon that Victor was far beyond a normal human, he was already on his way to immortality, and that it would take a equally skilled Alchemist to take him down.

Simon begs him to teach him Alchemy, Alphonse simply disagrees, not having any knowledge of Alchemy, but sends him off to a friend. Thus Simon spends 7 months training and learning Alchemy, under a elder Alchemist named Johann, who sought refuge in Berlin, Germany. Simon returns the Главная of Alphonse, only to learn that he been kidnapped and taken as prisoner by Victor as described in a note left by Alphonse which stated that Victor had already gotten to his family.

Simon vows that with his newfound strengths he will redeem not only him, but save his brother and the man who saved his life, and to end Victor once and for all. During his travel to Paris, he runs into a young female, named Joanna, who he bumped into as she was running from the police due to that she had украл, палантин some хлеб from a local merchant. Reminded of how he used to live before Victor, he takes her and hides her in a near by Ally, and distracts the Police with his Alchemy allowing both to make a quick escape.

Realizing he was an Alchemist and his purpose she begs him to let her join, and it’s revealed that she is the only living daughter to Alphonse, who managed to escape Victor’s raid of their Главная two months before. He reluctantly agrees, as he had no real choice and couldn’t leave her behind. Both take on the Journey to make their way to France, along the way getting into all sorts of trouble, with the German Police on their tails, they reach the outskirts of France, and take refuge in a near by Inn, and begin to plan out their means of attack. What awaits them at Notre Dame? Will they be Reunited with missing family? What happens when things get a little out of hand? Will Simon manage to see his brother Alive?
posted by para-scence
I folded my arms, trying not to look at him. Blake was one of the biggest jerks I've ever seen. He's broken so many girls' hearts; he had no regard for their feelings или anything. Now he was dating Heidi, a girl I also didn't care for. He looked at me with an expression of... fear? или was it hate? Who knows.

"Uh.." he сказал(-а) stupidly. "What's your name?"

"Irina," I mumbled.

"I'm Blake," he said. I nodded, not really giving a fuck. "...Do Ты want to get to work?" I shrugged.

"What're we doing?" I asked quietly. He explained that we were to interview each other; find out about each other's lives,...
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posted by para-scence
The Далее day, everyone was surprised when Andrew stopped by. Reed looked at him; distrust in his eyes. Andrew stood there awkwardly, his hands behind his back and staring at the ground.

"No offense, but..." Nikolai began.

"Why're Ты here?" Reed finished.

"Uh, I wanted to invite Ты guys to dinner. I thought it was the least my family and I could do," Andrew replied. Everyone was silent. I had to be the one to answer.

"Sure. Thanks," I said. He smiled. Reed looked at me like I was crazy. I ignored him.

"Great," Andrew beamed.

He left a little while later, after meaningless conversation; mostly...
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posted by para-scence
"Murder?! What the --- Why did--- Who'd he...?" I stuttered. Carmine and Nikolai waited patiently for me to somewhat calm down.

"Dalton's dead," Carmine сказал(-а) grimly. Oh no. Dalton. He had a bunch of people that stand behind him no matter what. This was going to bring hell down on us. How could Reed be so stupid?!

"What the fuck was he thinking?!" I shouted. Neither of them сказал(-а) anything. "Andrew and his Друзья are going to kill us! I'm not going to be able to leave the house without getting jumped!"

"Harley, would Ты stop thinking about yourself for once?!" Nikolai shouted at me. clamped my...
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posted by para-scence
"It won't be so bad," Micah said. He held my hand in both of his, as we sat on the porch swing.

"I know..." I сказал(-а) sadly. But it will be. The foster family that was taking me in lived a half час away from here. I'd be going to a new school, have a new house, need to make new friends, and even live with new people. There's something not everyone gets to say. And I wouldn't be able to visit Micah.

"Alessandra!" called Mrs. Peters, my new foster-Mom, called. Her and her husband had finished putting my bags in the car, something they insisted on doing themselves so I could say goodbye to Micah....
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posted by sawfan13
I woke up alone and cold on a meadow. It was completely dark and silent. My сердце was racing with fear, cold sweat going down my face, tears rolling down my face, my breathing getting heavier and heavier. My voice felt dry and swelled with fear and sadness so when I screamed,"Karrie!" the cold night air replaced my cry for help. I lifted my shaking body from the ground, as I had to force my feet to walk. I felt even еще frightened when I stood. The cold calm wind, the awkwardness and loneliness, the fearfulness of nothing. I slowly walked in the dark cold meadow, hoping to find some signs...
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posted by Insight357
I got to the motel around ten that night. I paid forty dollars for two nights. I figured I could find an apartment by then. At least I hoped I could.
    I now sat on the side of a bank over looking a river. Lucy sat beside of me, getting all the latest drama from my life. She was almost like my therapist. I knew I was supposed to be hers, but it wasn‘t the best arrangement.
    “Love sucks, Lucy,” I сказал(-а) while rubbing my eyes. I had just told her about what happened between Alexander and me.
    “I used to think that, too....
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posted by Insight357
The museum visit had turned out to be fun. I learned Xander and Lucy were extremely educated about art, possibly еще than I was.
    Before we left the museum, Alexander had spotted an ad for a local artistry competition. The winner would get a contract with the museum, and the opportunity to have artwork in museums all over the world. We thought it would be a good thing for Lucy.
    At first, she protested, but Xander gave her a pep talk. Lucy сказал(-а) she would consider entering. I think she was worried about criticism.
    After the...
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posted by xXxEmoRAwRxXx
Yeah I know it sucks I was bored when I wrote this....so yeah.           [Chapter 1]
She stares at the rain in silence. Grieve over took her. She sat there still looking at the body lying cold, pale, still, and dead on the floor. She just stared not sharing a tear and droped the knife, she then looks at the lighting that was flowing in the sky. She then spares a tear, she sits still Далее to the body crying for her lover. What had she done? He didn't deserve the pain she gave him. She gets up and comes back with another knife, a bottle of scottch, and a...
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Chapter 9

Patrick
Jason walked into the room that he heard the sound from. There, was a human boy wearing glasses, and cupped to the wall. He looked slightly older than Jason.

“Who are you?” asked Jason.

“I’m Patrick,” the boy said, straining his throat.


“How did Ты get here?” Asked Jason.

Still struggling, Patrick said,” I was in a play, in my school, Santa Clara High, and I had a flame on my two legs, cause that was part of my character. Then I walked to the school across the улица, уличный to pick up my younger brother. Before I could get my brother, I randomly walked into this room with...
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posted by Insight357
“I can’t get Ты out of my head either,” I said. Voices broke loose in my head, and I fought to push them all back.    
    “What are we going to do then?” he asked unaware of the chaos in my mind.
    “What do Ты mean?” I asked confused.
    “We both have feelings for each other. We can’t just ignore it,” Alexander said.
    “I know,” I wanted to ignore it no matter what he said. That would be rude though.
    “We should take time together to explore...
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posted by para-scence
A few weeks passed. Shiloh generously got me an apartment, despite my protests. It was a cozy place, much better than any motel could compare to. Shiloh insisted on paying for it; he got a summer job as a carpenter for the summer. Even though it was probably impossible, I still wanted to pay for the apartment, but how could I get a job when I had Chance to look after? Sicily could only babysit so much.

One day, I thought of something that probably had to get done sooner или later. I asked Sicily to watch Chance. She agreed; she loves being with him. I got in my car (which Shiloh had driven home...
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posted by Insight357
    “Damien, that was years ago,” сказал(-а) Alexander as his cheeks turned a light pink.
    “I know, and I don’t understand why the memory is resurfacing now,” I сказал(-а) shaking my head slightly.
    “Do Ты think it’s because you’re with Grey еще often?” Alexander asked. I’d rarely seen Grey while at the asylum. The only people I would talk to was Deborah, Dr. Anozi, Alexander, and a few college professors.
    “I don’t know, maybe, but it’s scaring me,” I said. “I spent all last night at...
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posted by nomblahnom
As I stare listlessly into the mirror, the fuzzy image that gazes back at me is someone I barely recognize. But I do. They say prison causes profound changes in a man, and the most extraordinary stem from the most incredible circumstances. That man in the mirror has undergone an unimaginable plethora of alterations because he is the absolute worst thing one can be in prison: an innocent man.

I detect the bitterness in his hazel eyes, the constant worry that wrinkles his forehead, the anxiety that sets his jaw like cement and the frustration that has lightened his hair from brown to salty beige....
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posted by Insight357
By the time, I reached Social Services noon had come. I walked inside the one-story, brick building. I looked around the large, blue-walled room the door had revealed. I didn’t see Lucy.
    A curvy, dark-toned woman come up to me. She had curly black hair, and brown eyes.
    “You must be, Damien,” сказал(-а) the woman. I nodded.
    “And Ты are?” I knew she was a social worker, but that’s all.
    “I’m Stacey, Stacey Sterns,” she said.
    “You’re Lucy’s worker, right?”
    “Yes,...
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When they got there, the house still looked old, but not a Fall of the House of Ашер Gothic, Amytiville Horror old. It looked like it was from the 20's but it looked restored. Lilian looked at Mimi and said,"Yeah, I paid some people last месяц if they could restore the house. I showed them a picture of what the house looked like in color and they fixed it up good as new." Mimi looked at in amazement and said,"It looks untouched and new, yet it still has that old timey atmosphere to it." Lilian smiled and said,"Yeah. Very pretty. But it does however have cable and electricity. I thought since...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
Chapter 17




“Who killed them?!” Koda growled.
Iah was trying to keep Koda calm; from his few encounters with this one he knew anger was Koda’s worst enemy.
“I am not sure…” he replied softly.
“How can Ты not know!?” he screamed, charging after Iah. He dug his fingers into Iah’s chest as they turned to claws, slamming him to the ground, his dark red eyes bored into Iah’s sending dark chills through his mind. “You know everything else but Ты don’t know who killed them?”
Iah cringed in pain, trying to speak.
“I do not know but…I have a feeling who may have done…it”...
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posted by Insight357
Today was my first день working for the mental institution. I woke around ten, and got a shower. I dressed in my black pants, shoes, and shirt. Over the рубашка was my white doctor’s jacket. The color white didn’t’ suite me, but it’s not like I hade a choice in wearing it.
    I walked to work. The asylum was only three blocks away. As I walked I worried over people criticizing me. Or, making fun of me. What if I treated the wrong patient? What if I messed something up? What if I got lost?
    My stomach started to tighten as I thought of the day...
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posted by para-scence
His hair was a medium brown. He was so tiny too. Even now, I could see my features in him... and Ty's. I stood there motionless, looking at the little thing in the suitcase crying and throwing his arms and legs in every direction.. Lucy had сказал(-а) once Ты saw that little baby, you'd instantly fall in Любовь with it. It must not work on all people. I felt nothing for this thing.

I picked it up, re-wrapping the sweater around him. His body was warm; I could nearly feel it through the sweater. I closed the car door and locked it, and went for a walk. The baby continued to cry in my arms, and that...
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posted by para-scence
A little while after the holidays, Alice left for California. It wasn't long before I felt the despair of loneliness. Alice was the only one I've really talked to for months. Once she was gone, for the first time in a long time it felt like I had really run away. Not like I had gone to a безопасно, сейф haven, but like I really was in an unfamiliar town.

I went to work , and Alice had only been gone for two days. Work just wasn't fun that day. I found it harder to be nice to rude customers, and the день seemed endless.

"Yeah, Alice kind of brings light to this place, huh?" Georgie, the cook asked. I nodded...
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posted by para-scence
It wasn't until about three weeks later that I had a feeling something was wrong. I kept having cramps, and I was late. I kept telling myself that it was nothing, and that it would come soon, and that's what all the cramps were from. Also I had been having a lot еще mood swings; еще than usual around this time of the month. I kept lashing out at Shiloh или Sicily. Sicily didn't think much of it, but Shiloh would seem a little hurt.

"Seriously, Kodi. Are Ты ok?" He's ask. I ran my hand through my hair.

"Yeah. I'm fine," I grumbled. "Listen, I gotta go." I hopped into my car after school was...
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