Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Seven
BuffyFaithfan1
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[NINETEEN]
(Attention: this chapter is in Jerek's Point Of View. Enjoy!)
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I parked the car, jumping out and slamming the door shut, holding onto the blade so tightly my knuckles were white. I walked around the car to where five guards were standing with guns in their hands, circling me.
"Hey guys," I said, and they raised their guns. "Guess we can't settle this over a cup of tea?"
"No." A man said, and pulled the trigger.
I jumped into the air, flipping over the guard nearest me, and used him as a sheild while the bullet struck him in the chest. He fell to the ground in pain, and I grabbed the man volgende to me, I threw him against the back of the car, taking the end of the blade and thrusting it into his stomach, pulling it out and swinging the scyth part into his chest. Two down, three to go. I heard three meer gun shots, and I hid behind the car. Once I heard silence, I took the blade and threw it around the bend of the car, heard a grunt, and summer-saulted towards the blade I threw, pulled it out of his stomach, and swung it in an arc towards the fourth man, hitting him in the neck and spun around to where the last man standing was looking scared.
"You scared?" I asked.
"No." He threw the gun at me, and as I dodged it, I chopped it in half in mid-air with the scythe, and felt a sudden bullet of pain go through me.
I turned around and saw the last man pull the dagger out of my back, and thrust it into my stomach. I yelped out in pain as I fell to my knees, and as he removed the dagger, I swung my scythe, cutting his hand off. The hand holding the mes dropped to the ground with a thud, and he started running to the castle. I threw my scythe at him, and watched it whirl in the air. The blade struck him in the back, and he fell to the ground only ten feet in front of me. I got to my feet, grabbed the hilt of the blade, and started dragging him back to the car, gripping my stomach with my arm.
"Damn." I muttered, and pulled the blade out of his back. I put the blade in the car.
I then picked up the bodies and pulled them one door one into the woods, stringing them up as best as I could from the lowest branch of the lowest boom in vines and twigs. I spun on my heel, heading back to the car, and got into the backseat, removing my overhemd, shirt and looking at the damage I just endured.
'You're gonna' get yourself killed!' Cyd's voice echoed in my mind.
"I almost did." I zei out loud, and started feeling dizzy. I looked around for anything to stop the bleeding, and fell over onto the leather upholstery.
Before I blacked out, I heard the crunching of gravel as a car pulled into the gravel road.
Volume Seven
BuffyFaithfan1
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[NINETEEN]
(Attention: this chapter is in Jerek's Point Of View. Enjoy!)
_________________________________________________________
I parked the car, jumping out and slamming the door shut, holding onto the blade so tightly my knuckles were white. I walked around the car to where five guards were standing with guns in their hands, circling me.
"Hey guys," I said, and they raised their guns. "Guess we can't settle this over a cup of tea?"
"No." A man said, and pulled the trigger.
I jumped into the air, flipping over the guard nearest me, and used him as a sheild while the bullet struck him in the chest. He fell to the ground in pain, and I grabbed the man volgende to me, I threw him against the back of the car, taking the end of the blade and thrusting it into his stomach, pulling it out and swinging the scyth part into his chest. Two down, three to go. I heard three meer gun shots, and I hid behind the car. Once I heard silence, I took the blade and threw it around the bend of the car, heard a grunt, and summer-saulted towards the blade I threw, pulled it out of his stomach, and swung it in an arc towards the fourth man, hitting him in the neck and spun around to where the last man standing was looking scared.
"You scared?" I asked.
"No." He threw the gun at me, and as I dodged it, I chopped it in half in mid-air with the scythe, and felt a sudden bullet of pain go through me.
I turned around and saw the last man pull the dagger out of my back, and thrust it into my stomach. I yelped out in pain as I fell to my knees, and as he removed the dagger, I swung my scythe, cutting his hand off. The hand holding the mes dropped to the ground with a thud, and he started running to the castle. I threw my scythe at him, and watched it whirl in the air. The blade struck him in the back, and he fell to the ground only ten feet in front of me. I got to my feet, grabbed the hilt of the blade, and started dragging him back to the car, gripping my stomach with my arm.
"Damn." I muttered, and pulled the blade out of his back. I put the blade in the car.
I then picked up the bodies and pulled them one door one into the woods, stringing them up as best as I could from the lowest branch of the lowest boom in vines and twigs. I spun on my heel, heading back to the car, and got into the backseat, removing my overhemd, shirt and looking at the damage I just endured.
'You're gonna' get yourself killed!' Cyd's voice echoed in my mind.
"I almost did." I zei out loud, and started feeling dizzy. I looked around for anything to stop the bleeding, and fell over onto the leather upholstery.
Before I blacked out, I heard the crunching of gravel as a car pulled into the gravel road.
Twilight Romances
Alice and Jasper they fit together like pices of a puzzle
Emmett and Rosealie the perfect couple
Carlisle and Esme the lifelong dream
Edward and Bella the Romeo and Juliet of life
Renessme and Jacob The match as it came to be
Twilight romances oh my oh me.
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Why me
I ask myself all the time why me
why did he pick me
he is an angel
and i'm so averge
why me
how did I become this lucky
I can tell he loves me
and i don't know why
I wish he would tell me
of else I may cry
I'm so happy he can't die
My Edward My Edward
Why me why am I so lucky
Alice and Jasper they fit together like pices of a puzzle
Emmett and Rosealie the perfect couple
Carlisle and Esme the lifelong dream
Edward and Bella the Romeo and Juliet of life
Renessme and Jacob The match as it came to be
Twilight romances oh my oh me.
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Why me
I ask myself all the time why me
why did he pick me
he is an angel
and i'm so averge
why me
how did I become this lucky
I can tell he loves me
and i don't know why
I wish he would tell me
of else I may cry
I'm so happy he can't die
My Edward My Edward
Why me why am I so lucky
Why is Rosalie so unpopular in the Twilight fandom?
She seems anything but a Mary Sue, and believe me when I say that. She's vain, shallow, and kind of hostile towards Bella at first. She's not perfect. She's no Disney princess who sings to chipmunks and has little animal vrienden who cater to her every whim. She has a temper that puts a lion with a bad case of PMS to shame on that count.
Remember that the way she acted to Bella was only because she felt threatened. She thought Bella was going to reveal their secret. That just shows that she cares about the safety of her family, right?
Can u imagine being shown up door someone clearly inferior to you? That might sting.
Rosalie really isn't that bad. Just that after reading a few hundred pages of limited insight about Rosalie, when all of a sudden she goes all soft, the damage done might not be reversible.
So please hear me when I say that Rosalie isn't such a horrible character. She really isn't.
She seems anything but a Mary Sue, and believe me when I say that. She's vain, shallow, and kind of hostile towards Bella at first. She's not perfect. She's no Disney princess who sings to chipmunks and has little animal vrienden who cater to her every whim. She has a temper that puts a lion with a bad case of PMS to shame on that count.
Remember that the way she acted to Bella was only because she felt threatened. She thought Bella was going to reveal their secret. That just shows that she cares about the safety of her family, right?
Can u imagine being shown up door someone clearly inferior to you? That might sting.
Rosalie really isn't that bad. Just that after reading a few hundred pages of limited insight about Rosalie, when all of a sudden she goes all soft, the damage done might not be reversible.
So please hear me when I say that Rosalie isn't such a horrible character. She really isn't.