It’s been a few months (more like half a year), but I’m back (again) and I’m gonna start by opening with the 3rd part to SS. (skips the bull) We last left off with the appearance of a new figure who undoubtedly wanted Dark all to himself. Here we go.
“So you’re here too,” murmured Dark, with a casual smirk forming across his face. “This should make things interesting. Just know that I won’t be nice about killing you.”
(it was better the first time i typed it… there were more insults. >_>
The warrior gripped his spear, grinning menacingly in Floo’s direction, but relaxed just as quickly to more of a relaxed stare. “Allow me to introduce myself.” He pointed his spear at Khaos. “My name is Dark, and you will soon find out why.”
I was re-reading some old stuff and wow, this really had an impact on me, so I decided to repost it. I’m 18 now, but I didn’t edit any of what I wrote before, so it is still in its original state, heh heh. Tell me what you think!! I gotta know. lol
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I know this cheats the readers, but i typed the story right before th esite took a dive. I hit submit and nothing happened, and i can’t go back… so i won’t be submitting the part 2 until i feel like re-thinking and re-typing it all. Next time, i’ll save it to wordpad before i send it out just in case this crap happens again -_-
The leaves of nearby trees rustled in the wind, and the sound of a snapping twig echoed like a cannon through the forest.
*huff huff huff*
Slimes quickly moved out of the way as these speeding demons rushed past, disregarding other signs of life.
*huff huff huff*
Ligators barely missed the blade as Crocos met a terrible end.
*BOOM*
An explosion could be heard in the distance.
Heh, i was gone for nearly 2 years, but I just came back and read the exciting comments left by some of my readers.
Needless to say, I was thrilled to see they loved my work so much, which made me feel quite guilty about leaving in the first place. Mind you, I never read my comments… until weeks after I’ve written it. Well, there was one exception… when i first started writing.
It was a romantic night with my girlfriend. We spent our weekend together, alone, on the beach. We walked across the sand, played in the water, and returned to our tent to spend the night. We were both happy, looking at each other passionately and talking about each other’s lives.
Later on that night, I saw a shadow of a figure passing outside of my tent. We were both drinking earlier that night, so I assumed my mind was playing tricks on me and decided to ignore it. Every 5 minutes, for the next 20 minutes, I saw the figure pass by. I couldn’t verify with my girlfriend what she saw; the liquor put her to sleep. I decided to check it out. I looked outside of my tent door and walked around the tent, but I didn’t notice any footprints other than mine. I walked out to the shore and looked out to the waters, then looked to my left and right. I didn’t see anyone but myself.