The Coming of Yuko

As the group walked towards the meeting hall Shauni felt drained to the point of weakness. What was going on? But with all that had happened, the Monat of fighting the brainwashing, blinding herself and the mere knowledge that He was here as well as Orihemia to witness the disgusting marriage oder would have been had it not been for the interruption of the rescuers at the gates. The form change, the guilt of been so close to accepting the washing that she had willingly attacked the rescuers. Coming face to face with the brother she had thought was long dead that had trapped...

Orihemia felt herself melting back in her mind as her mark warmed. Unohana sensing the change backed away slowly to observe. Orihemia watched her hands and heard her new voice as a member of the audience of one. "No water earth air Weltraum oder time may stop me from my desires, open all to me for the one I call mother and her mate." Her hands pushed as if to open a door way and then through the Weltraum and snagged the object of her desires. Byakuya found himself in Unohana's room with Orihemia standing back her eyes locking onto his and for a moment were not hers but another's. "Do not touch her....

Orihemia sat in front of her mirror. The very same that the Angel – Jäger der Finsternis had been at only a week ago.She found that the imprint moved around, from her chest to her arm. The dragon suddenly rotated and then suddenly disappeared off her shoulder. "Huh? Where did Du go?" A voice like a whisper came to her ear. "I am where I have always been child within you." Orihemia paled as it spooked her. She turned expecting to see the dragon, but found an older version of herself but with black glossy hair smiling back at her. "You have very good lungs." The older one sagte laughing. "Ah-uhmmm-thanks." Orihemia...

B4 Du read my idea Du should read where I got my idea from. It's is Von the Autor Qire.

Louie healed Jean's shoulder before he took her back. "Why? Tell me why. What did I do?" Jean cried as he eased her tear streamed face into his own shoulder. Louie only tightened his grip, his emotions far too hot to be comforting. On his arrival to her apartment they were confronted Von a well dressed young woman with a warm smile that turned into concern as they neared. "Is everything alright?" Louie nodded. " Just a little over tired. That's all. Excuse us." The young woman stepped aside, but did not...

Voro stretched out on the extra large bett alongside a heavily comatosed P.B. Who had made it half way up in the elevator before becoming a problem that only a shot of vellum into the veins could cure. As for the front desk...it had taken a considerable sum of both money and threats to ensure not a word of him oder his Friends got any further.Though if she kept on going she'd leave him no alternative but to pumpe her body with an over dose of liquified cocaine and drop her out the window. Which may cause a few to babble, but even then who would care when the toxicology Berichten came out.Just another...