(June 6, 2011)
The first ten minuten of my drive, I couldn't see shit because I was crying too hard. It's a miracle that I didn't crash my CO's four hundred and fifty thousand dollar Ferrari 599 GTO. After that though, my eyes were clear enough for me to see.
Once I got out of the massive amount of traffic near Harborview, I made a phone call.
ring ring "Answer dammit!" ring ring
He picked up. "Hello?"
"Hello?!" I zei hurriedly. "Jon?"
"Yeah," he zei slowly.
"It's Colby! Scar ran out on me! She zei she was going to your house. Have u gotten a call from her?"
"She ran out on you? What happened?"
"Do u remember about a week geleden when I told u that I sedated Scar because she was depressed?"
"Yeah?" he said.
"She knows."
The conversation went dead after that. He couldn't think of anything to say and I didn't need to say more. After a few minuten of silence over the phone, we both hung up.
I made a seconde phone call, this one to the Seattle Police Department.
In a few minutes, I had arranged a police escort that would stay with me until they fell behind.
Five minuten later, four Code Three police cars got on the highway and caught up to me. Two of them stationed themselves on my twelve and the other two on my six.
As long as we were in the city, we maintained a steady 120 miles per hour, the sirens and lights clearing a path for us through the traffic.
Once we left the city limits, I flashed my lights at the two in front. The one on the left dropped back to level with my window.
"I'm punching it. Try to keep up," I yelled over to him.
He nodded over to me and got on the radio. The other car in front of me dropped level with me on the other side.
I downshifted from 6th to 3rd and floored it. The howl of the twin-turbo V12 engine filled the cabine and the Ferrari jumped forward.
I hit redline at eight thousand RPM and 150 mph and pulled the paddle. The F1 gearbox upshifted in one hundred milliseconds.
The Ferrari 599 GTO pulled away from the cop cars in no time at all.
In the mirror, I saw them switch off their lights and slow.
"That was fast," I muttered under my breath, even though no one could hear me.
I shifted again.
The 599 GTO's claimed top, boven speed was past 220, and I was pushing 230 as I hauled ezel down the highway. The echoing howl of the Ferrari's V12 preceded us, but just barely.
I had suckered my iPhone to the Ferrari's dash, and it was open to the meebo app. I was talking to alphakate21 and Jon on it, because Scar was completely ignoring every message I sent her.
It was through them that I got status updates on what was going on.
I had been driving for 45 minutes, when I realized that I was almost out of fuel. I had just passed a gas station, and since I didn't know when the volgende one would be, I planted the brake pedal to the floor. The carbon ceramic brakes bit down and didn't let go, hauling the car down to 20 from 230. Even through the tinted windows, I could see the ground in the red glow from the front brake discs.
I pulled into the station and pulled up to a pump. I started pumping the fuel, 99 octane, and ran inside to grab something that would keep me awake, settling on a NOS energy drink and a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos. I paid and went back to the car, where a trio of teenagers were taking foto's of it.
I dropped into the seat, blipped the throttle to humor the kids, and pulled away. I heard their cheering and smiled softly.
The Ferrari screamed through Donner Pass, pulling 2 lateral G's around the corners. I felt as though I was being crushed into the side panels.
An uur after the gas station stop, my phone rang. I flicked my eyes to it and did a double take at the contact. It was Scar!
I answered it instantly.
"Scar!" I yelled happily.
"Slow your roll, dude," she snapped at me. "I'm just calling to tell u that the train engine tipped over. u caught a lucky break here."
She hung up.
I shouted with exultation and slowed the car. Then sped it right back up as I realized that it could potentially be a trick. Hell of high water, I was going to get her back.
20 minuten later, I got another call, this time from alphakate21. I answered it, hoping for the best, but expecting the worst.
"She wants u back!" alphakate21 yelled into the phone.
"I know she hates me," I said, not understanding at first. "But why call- what?"
"She wants u back!" alphakate21 repeated excitedly. I scarcely dared to believe my ears.
"Are u sure?" I demanded.
"Pretty sure. She was crying when she zei it, plus she zei that she felt terrible for doing this to you."
I hit the horn in celebration. The signature Ferrari sound echoed through the tunnel.
At that point I was 40 miles from where I had to be.
I punched the gas and pushed the Ferrari to its limits. There was one instance where all four of my tires lost their grip and I slid towards the edge. They regained it just in time and I was able to correct the car's trajectory before I careened off the edge.
12 minuten later, I was a mile from the station. I dialed Scar's phone and she picked up on the seconde ring.
"Scar?" I zei softly.
"Hey, Colby," she zei dejectedly.
"I'm almost there."
"Okay," she said. "Listen, I'm sorry about-"
"Scar, save it. I don't want any apologies. This was my fault."
I hung up then, determined to get there.
I pulled into the lot at 60, saw her, and slammed on the brakes. I left the car running, pushed the door open, and leapt out. I got down on my knees and Scar ran into them. I scooped her up in my arms and sat there, leaning on the car. She buried her face in my shirt, and, trembling, I stroked her fur. I saw her tail wagging happily, but I focused on her face.
She looked up at me, tears in her eyes.
"I'm so sorry, baby," she wailed. I shushed her and cradled her in my arms. We sat there for meer than an uur until she had calmed down.
When she had, I carried her to the passenger side of the Ferrari and put her in the side seat. I was overjoyed to have my Alpha back and zei so. She smiled at me and we drove the 30 miles from the train station to my home pagina in Kettle Falls.
The first ten minuten of my drive, I couldn't see shit because I was crying too hard. It's a miracle that I didn't crash my CO's four hundred and fifty thousand dollar Ferrari 599 GTO. After that though, my eyes were clear enough for me to see.
Once I got out of the massive amount of traffic near Harborview, I made a phone call.
ring ring "Answer dammit!" ring ring
He picked up. "Hello?"
"Hello?!" I zei hurriedly. "Jon?"
"Yeah," he zei slowly.
"It's Colby! Scar ran out on me! She zei she was going to your house. Have u gotten a call from her?"
"She ran out on you? What happened?"
"Do u remember about a week geleden when I told u that I sedated Scar because she was depressed?"
"Yeah?" he said.
"She knows."
The conversation went dead after that. He couldn't think of anything to say and I didn't need to say more. After a few minuten of silence over the phone, we both hung up.
I made a seconde phone call, this one to the Seattle Police Department.
In a few minutes, I had arranged a police escort that would stay with me until they fell behind.
Five minuten later, four Code Three police cars got on the highway and caught up to me. Two of them stationed themselves on my twelve and the other two on my six.
As long as we were in the city, we maintained a steady 120 miles per hour, the sirens and lights clearing a path for us through the traffic.
Once we left the city limits, I flashed my lights at the two in front. The one on the left dropped back to level with my window.
"I'm punching it. Try to keep up," I yelled over to him.
He nodded over to me and got on the radio. The other car in front of me dropped level with me on the other side.
I downshifted from 6th to 3rd and floored it. The howl of the twin-turbo V12 engine filled the cabine and the Ferrari jumped forward.
I hit redline at eight thousand RPM and 150 mph and pulled the paddle. The F1 gearbox upshifted in one hundred milliseconds.
The Ferrari 599 GTO pulled away from the cop cars in no time at all.
In the mirror, I saw them switch off their lights and slow.
"That was fast," I muttered under my breath, even though no one could hear me.
I shifted again.
The 599 GTO's claimed top, boven speed was past 220, and I was pushing 230 as I hauled ezel down the highway. The echoing howl of the Ferrari's V12 preceded us, but just barely.
I had suckered my iPhone to the Ferrari's dash, and it was open to the meebo app. I was talking to alphakate21 and Jon on it, because Scar was completely ignoring every message I sent her.
It was through them that I got status updates on what was going on.
I had been driving for 45 minutes, when I realized that I was almost out of fuel. I had just passed a gas station, and since I didn't know when the volgende one would be, I planted the brake pedal to the floor. The carbon ceramic brakes bit down and didn't let go, hauling the car down to 20 from 230. Even through the tinted windows, I could see the ground in the red glow from the front brake discs.
I pulled into the station and pulled up to a pump. I started pumping the fuel, 99 octane, and ran inside to grab something that would keep me awake, settling on a NOS energy drink and a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos. I paid and went back to the car, where a trio of teenagers were taking foto's of it.
I dropped into the seat, blipped the throttle to humor the kids, and pulled away. I heard their cheering and smiled softly.
The Ferrari screamed through Donner Pass, pulling 2 lateral G's around the corners. I felt as though I was being crushed into the side panels.
An uur after the gas station stop, my phone rang. I flicked my eyes to it and did a double take at the contact. It was Scar!
I answered it instantly.
"Scar!" I yelled happily.
"Slow your roll, dude," she snapped at me. "I'm just calling to tell u that the train engine tipped over. u caught a lucky break here."
She hung up.
I shouted with exultation and slowed the car. Then sped it right back up as I realized that it could potentially be a trick. Hell of high water, I was going to get her back.
20 minuten later, I got another call, this time from alphakate21. I answered it, hoping for the best, but expecting the worst.
"She wants u back!" alphakate21 yelled into the phone.
"I know she hates me," I said, not understanding at first. "But why call- what?"
"She wants u back!" alphakate21 repeated excitedly. I scarcely dared to believe my ears.
"Are u sure?" I demanded.
"Pretty sure. She was crying when she zei it, plus she zei that she felt terrible for doing this to you."
I hit the horn in celebration. The signature Ferrari sound echoed through the tunnel.
At that point I was 40 miles from where I had to be.
I punched the gas and pushed the Ferrari to its limits. There was one instance where all four of my tires lost their grip and I slid towards the edge. They regained it just in time and I was able to correct the car's trajectory before I careened off the edge.
12 minuten later, I was a mile from the station. I dialed Scar's phone and she picked up on the seconde ring.
"Scar?" I zei softly.
"Hey, Colby," she zei dejectedly.
"I'm almost there."
"Okay," she said. "Listen, I'm sorry about-"
"Scar, save it. I don't want any apologies. This was my fault."
I hung up then, determined to get there.
I pulled into the lot at 60, saw her, and slammed on the brakes. I left the car running, pushed the door open, and leapt out. I got down on my knees and Scar ran into them. I scooped her up in my arms and sat there, leaning on the car. She buried her face in my shirt, and, trembling, I stroked her fur. I saw her tail wagging happily, but I focused on her face.
She looked up at me, tears in her eyes.
"I'm so sorry, baby," she wailed. I shushed her and cradled her in my arms. We sat there for meer than an uur until she had calmed down.
When she had, I carried her to the passenger side of the Ferrari and put her in the side seat. I was overjoyed to have my Alpha back and zei so. She smiled at me and we drove the 30 miles from the train station to my home pagina in Kettle Falls.
Hello, guys. Just wanted to say that, for the volgende few days, I will be going lone wolf. I may respond to some uithangbord posts, but not many. I will still be up for the RP tomarrow, on my wall, if u guys are still up for it. Just wanted ya all to know! I won't be as active as I usually am! :) If u are interseted in the RP, PM me, of message me in my wall!!!
Also, random question... who likes dubstep? Tell me in the commentaren below!!! :)
I am going to continue to write... because the stupid site keeps telling me to post a longer article... what???
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Also, random question... who likes dubstep? Tell me in the commentaren below!!! :)
I am going to continue to write... because the stupid site keeps telling me to post a longer article... what???
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I am thinking of making a A&O voice series but need help with it like for example getting pictures for the episodes when they are ready and mostly female voice actors for the female wolves like Kate, Princess etc. If u want to help message me of commentaar on it of even go on my youtube channel Omegawolfben.
Like I zei if someone wants to help and keep this franchise alive it would keep the series alive and if no meer Alpha and Omega films come out it would be like a entire movie of even a TV series just on Youtube.
Like I zei if someone wants to help and keep this franchise alive it would keep the series alive and if no meer Alpha and Omega films come out it would be like a entire movie of even a TV series just on Youtube.
Okay. I just had to ro this; make a short song about, uh... some things. You'll get it when ya read it.
Oooh, I'm lost, lost without life...
Oooh, wouldn't u do anything for love?
I would take a knife,
If I could only strife...
Oooh... would u do anything?
Oooh... would u do anything?
Oooh... would u do anything?
Oooh, wouldn't you... do aaanythiiing?
Yes, we go through pain, we gOoo through anger,
But we still always have the pleasure!
But no, u have to be happy,
u can't just get angry?
I know, it's probably horrible, I know. But that was sokethong I've wanted to do for FOREVER. I boped u enjoyed it, and please, tell me what it meant to u in the comments. :)
Oooh, I'm lost, lost without life...
Oooh, wouldn't u do anything for love?
I would take a knife,
If I could only strife...
Oooh... would u do anything?
Oooh... would u do anything?
Oooh... would u do anything?
Oooh, wouldn't you... do aaanythiiing?
Yes, we go through pain, we gOoo through anger,
But we still always have the pleasure!
But no, u have to be happy,
u can't just get angry?
I know, it's probably horrible, I know. But that was sokethong I've wanted to do for FOREVER. I boped u enjoyed it, and please, tell me what it meant to u in the comments. :)
I keep seeing hate commentaren here and there and I just want to say a few things to everyone reading this. One thing for sure is that everyone who keeps wanting this club to die out: F*** OFF ALREADY! Look if u don't like this club then just leave. You're not forced to be here. Those who actually want to be here are really annoyed door spammers and haters. How about these haters just find your own club to annoy. We all want this to stop!
Now to those reading this and actually want this club to be alive: we can't just sit around waiting for a miracle. We must all take action and keep this club going. Everyone has a part to keep and the power to keep this club going but some of us underestimate our own power and are not using it wisely. Keep this club alive door adding fanarts, vragen of even forums for crying out loud!
I am doing my part door trying to think of interesting things to keep everyone hooked. Now u must play your part.
Everyone who wants to: KEEP THIS CLUB ALIVE.
Now to those reading this and actually want this club to be alive: we can't just sit around waiting for a miracle. We must all take action and keep this club going. Everyone has a part to keep and the power to keep this club going but some of us underestimate our own power and are not using it wisely. Keep this club alive door adding fanarts, vragen of even forums for crying out loud!
I am doing my part door trying to think of interesting things to keep everyone hooked. Now u must play your part.
Everyone who wants to: KEEP THIS CLUB ALIVE.
Rocko was hunting in the vally with his sister
"so whens the wedding" Kate asked
"i dont know sis"
"well i cant wai..."
Kate was cut of door a plane
"its japanese see the meat balls on the wings" Rocko said
"what are thay doing here"Kate asked
"go to your den" rocko zei as the plane shot at him.
Kate ran as Rocko jumped on the plane when it got close
the plane flew down to hit a boom and explode as rocko jumped off.
"i was attaked this meens WAR.
sorry its short i dont have alot of time
"so whens the wedding" Kate asked
"i dont know sis"
"well i cant wai..."
Kate was cut of door a plane
"its japanese see the meat balls on the wings" Rocko said
"what are thay doing here"Kate asked
"go to your den" rocko zei as the plane shot at him.
Kate ran as Rocko jumped on the plane when it got close
the plane flew down to hit a boom and explode as rocko jumped off.
"i was attaked this meens WAR.
sorry its short i dont have alot of time