Author's note: This fanfiction is written Von CuteCuddly and I. Not just me. We're doing a chapter each. This chapter is Von me, the Sekunde one will be Von CC. I mean, there's going to be Mehr than two chapters, obviously, but we're taking it in turns. XD I'm so bad at explaining things... Anyway...
It was a sunny Autumn Tag in a certain part of England where our story begins, but, lately, the weather had been changing quickly.
A group of girls that looked around thirteen years old were walking down the street. Each one of the girls' hair was straightened, dyed and cut into the exact same style and colour, so it was difficult to tell them apart from behind. This was made worse Von the fact that they all wore the same clothes and their faces were caked in make-up. They were all giggling and sending texts on their mobile phones, which, unsurprisingly, were all exactly the same.
A black, fluffy kitten was lying nearby in the sunlight, that day. This kitten's name was Chloe. When she saw the group of girls, it caused her to regurgitate a bit of mouse.
"Have Du seen her clothes?" one of the girls said. "They're, like, sooooooooo yesterday." They all giggled.
To Chloe's dark delight, clouds began forming in the sky. A few Sekunden later, it began to rain. There were several high pitched screams as the girls ran, horrified at their hair being exposed to rain, tripping over each other in their haste, because of their inconvenient high-heeled choice of foot-wear.
Chloe got up, stretched, and searched for an alleyway to spend the following night in. She found one, after a while. It didn't have any other Katzen in it. This was probably because it stank, but this didn't matter to Chloe, because she just wanted solitude.
That night, her past came rushing back to her. The terror, the loss, the shock, the sadness... Nightmares haunted her sleep.
Weiter morning, she decided she was tired of England and wanted to get away from it. Far away. The trouble was, she didn't know how she was going to do it.
Luckily, that day, the perfect opportunity arose. A vehicle was parked near where Chloe had slept and things were being loaded into it. Chloe was glad she'd taken the time to sit on the windowsill of a nursery classroom and listen in, because she had learnt to read a little bit. She read the label on one of the boxes that was going to be loaded into the vehicle. It read... something... something... America! Chloe had heard, somewhere, that America was much bigger than England. Wide open spaces, maybe? It had to be worth a try. She jumped into the box and awaited the beginning of her new life...
Meanwhile, the bit of maus from the Zurück Tag was still lying on the pavement. But it didn't look like it did when it was regurgitated. In fact, it had gone a bright shade of purple...
It was a sunny Autumn Tag in a certain part of England where our story begins, but, lately, the weather had been changing quickly.
A group of girls that looked around thirteen years old were walking down the street. Each one of the girls' hair was straightened, dyed and cut into the exact same style and colour, so it was difficult to tell them apart from behind. This was made worse Von the fact that they all wore the same clothes and their faces were caked in make-up. They were all giggling and sending texts on their mobile phones, which, unsurprisingly, were all exactly the same.
A black, fluffy kitten was lying nearby in the sunlight, that day. This kitten's name was Chloe. When she saw the group of girls, it caused her to regurgitate a bit of mouse.
"Have Du seen her clothes?" one of the girls said. "They're, like, sooooooooo yesterday." They all giggled.
To Chloe's dark delight, clouds began forming in the sky. A few Sekunden later, it began to rain. There were several high pitched screams as the girls ran, horrified at their hair being exposed to rain, tripping over each other in their haste, because of their inconvenient high-heeled choice of foot-wear.
Chloe got up, stretched, and searched for an alleyway to spend the following night in. She found one, after a while. It didn't have any other Katzen in it. This was probably because it stank, but this didn't matter to Chloe, because she just wanted solitude.
That night, her past came rushing back to her. The terror, the loss, the shock, the sadness... Nightmares haunted her sleep.
Weiter morning, she decided she was tired of England and wanted to get away from it. Far away. The trouble was, she didn't know how she was going to do it.
Luckily, that day, the perfect opportunity arose. A vehicle was parked near where Chloe had slept and things were being loaded into it. Chloe was glad she'd taken the time to sit on the windowsill of a nursery classroom and listen in, because she had learnt to read a little bit. She read the label on one of the boxes that was going to be loaded into the vehicle. It read... something... something... America! Chloe had heard, somewhere, that America was much bigger than England. Wide open spaces, maybe? It had to be worth a try. She jumped into the box and awaited the beginning of her new life...
Meanwhile, the bit of maus from the Zurück Tag was still lying on the pavement. But it didn't look like it did when it was regurgitated. In fact, it had gone a bright shade of purple...
I was watching over Manhattan feeling like no threat can defeat me. I notice the Throbbing Cerebellum behind me.
TC: Beautiful sight, isn't it?
Me: It sure is, brainiac.
TC: And where there's a city like that, there's the antithesis of the visual thesis.
Me: And where there's people like that, there are people like us.
TC: But everything will change when the mask comes off.
Me: What?
TC: Everything will change when it comes to the point where your friends, family, and enemies will find out who Du really are.
Worried, I nearly forget to breathe. Then, as I take a big gasp of air, I wake up, finding myself sitting up in my bed, still listening to "Superman (It's Not Easy)" on my ipod. I thought for weeks about what it would be like if the other three penguins, David, Jessica, and Jiggles found out. I told Kowalski everything at first and Mastique caught me turning into the alter ego that wasn't Angela Bult. Everything will definitely change, I wish I knew if it was good oder bad.
TC: Beautiful sight, isn't it?
Me: It sure is, brainiac.
TC: And where there's a city like that, there's the antithesis of the visual thesis.
Me: And where there's people like that, there are people like us.
TC: But everything will change when the mask comes off.
Me: What?
TC: Everything will change when it comes to the point where your friends, family, and enemies will find out who Du really are.
Worried, I nearly forget to breathe. Then, as I take a big gasp of air, I wake up, finding myself sitting up in my bed, still listening to "Superman (It's Not Easy)" on my ipod. I thought for weeks about what it would be like if the other three penguins, David, Jessica, and Jiggles found out. I told Kowalski everything at first and Mastique caught me turning into the alter ego that wasn't Angela Bult. Everything will definitely change, I wish I knew if it was good oder bad.
Silence is Deadly
Du flee from the scene where all the blood shed.
Du cry over dead bodies of those Du just met.
With future uncertain, your silence is key,
Though sometimes this silence can be deadly.
One word can lead to a fight, another to war,
Then in the end you'll find your hearts sore,
From all the fire, all the distress,
But you'll never give up, not yet.
A troigger is pulled and gun is heard,
Once again, no one says a word,
Du just want to stop the violence,
But the killing is because of your silence.
"one word may start a war, but I promise, silence is a fr Mehr deadly weapon than any gun oder messer you've ever known," - Mark, from "of the unwanted"
Du flee from the scene where all the blood shed.
Du cry over dead bodies of those Du just met.
With future uncertain, your silence is key,
Though sometimes this silence can be deadly.
One word can lead to a fight, another to war,
Then in the end you'll find your hearts sore,
From all the fire, all the distress,
But you'll never give up, not yet.
A troigger is pulled and gun is heard,
Once again, no one says a word,
Du just want to stop the violence,
But the killing is because of your silence.
"one word may start a war, but I promise, silence is a fr Mehr deadly weapon than any gun oder messer you've ever known," - Mark, from "of the unwanted"
(hi.when i put the bracket thingys, means im talking to Du not part of the story. the penguins in the story are arch-enemies of TPOM though their still good people. :D pinguin names are:
1)Jenny(duh XD)
2)Farniy
3)Adam
4)Joanna
5)Tinisha
ENJOY IT Du PEOPLE >:U jk i Liebe the emotocon >:U XD)
(imma continue tmr. sick and tired XD)
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1)Jenny(duh XD)
2)Farniy
3)Adam
4)Joanna
5)Tinisha
ENJOY IT Du PEOPLE >:U jk i Liebe the emotocon >:U XD)
(imma continue tmr. sick and tired XD)
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