I woke up to the wailing of birds in the distance and the acrid smell of compost nearby. I couldn't see; it appeared that the night sky blended in with the darkness behind my eyelids when closed. I felt my body plastered against a marble slab that was the same length as my being, and sweat was misted against my skin. Strangely, the only way I could tell this was Von leaning my head down to take a peek, realizing my skin was so white that it would be hard to tell if I had any blood at all in my body. My flesh felt numb, and shivering once brought my senses into a lighter view, but only enough to hear the whispering somewhere in the background:
"...there's no other option now. But that's besides the point that I am extremely disappointed that Du didn't tell me Du were going to make the act." There was a dangerous calm to the voice, and it sounded distinctly male. I didn't think that it was the same guy at the coffee shop.
"In front of a mob of humans, no less!" Came a threatening hiss, and this also was a Mehr hostile voice. Still, there was no trace of the man that I heard haunt my dreams hours before.
"And to wait for so long to attack." The disappointment sagte before shone harshly now. "That was disgraceful. I think a werewolf would be able to be Mehr haste against a weakling of such attitude."
"What would Du have done in my situation?" That was the man I was looking for. His voice seemed just as bleak as I remembered mine when I was opposed to him from the table.
"I would have put some enzymes in the coffee that Du gave the child. Make him numb from the start. Then freeze time with that convenient skill Du have and complete the process there. Then tell people that he fainted and that Du would take him to the nearest hospital." The Hisser-man said.
"But I wasn't the one to give him the coffee! He had it before I came in!" The man shot, the anger blossoming his vocals to life.
"Then Du should have commanded that waitress to come to Du while Du placed your enzymes in one of the vials we gave Du for the blood. Du could have made her put the enzymes in his coffee before Du even came in. That would have prevented what we have now." The Leader-man said, his voice a tad bit cold.
"We shouldn't be focusing on the past now. Having the child here already is a dilemma." The man said.
"And it's a dilemma Du are going to have to fix. Do it quickly before sunrise."
There was nothing after that besides the crickets chirping and the night becoming a darker shade of black. A malevolent moon gleamed Weiter to miniscule stars above, and they blurred in my sight. A felt a steady rhythym of pain stretching along my forehead, and I winced, watching my paralyzed hand reach to rub my skin in reaction. Before I knew it, the man was standing before me.
"Hmm." I watched as he fingered the side of my neck, checking my pulse. He was frowning. "Your pulse is a little fast. It appears your transformation is taking longer than I expected. No matter," he withdrew his hand and smiled, "within a matter of Sekunden the pain will come back."
As if his words were coming from a true psychic, a burning feuer released from the depths of my heart, spearing my lungs into death. I remembered when I was little and I fell into the creek. I didn't know how to swim then, and the water swam up my nose and into the crooks of my breathing channels, killing my oxygen levels. The same feeling pulsed through my body now, only that the feuer still seared around my fingers. I thought I was seeing 'the light' before my eyes, but then only realizing that it was that man's teeth again, shinning like they were the first sun to appear in the morning sky. I watched, immobilized, as he leaned down and bit into my arm. I tried screaming for him to stop, but then coiled my throat to cease the yells when I felt the feuer disperse, the drowning sensation leave in defeat. I felt limp and shriveled up.
"It's like watching a mother kitten take care of it's young." He said, letting my arm drop. A sting of pain escaped up my lower arm muscles when it hit the rock, but nothing more. "After a few days this will all be over, then that's when the real drama begins."
I let my eyes close, hoping and praying this was a dream. I didn't want this.
But I guess this is the price for not agreeing with a vampire.
"...there's no other option now. But that's besides the point that I am extremely disappointed that Du didn't tell me Du were going to make the act." There was a dangerous calm to the voice, and it sounded distinctly male. I didn't think that it was the same guy at the coffee shop.
"In front of a mob of humans, no less!" Came a threatening hiss, and this also was a Mehr hostile voice. Still, there was no trace of the man that I heard haunt my dreams hours before.
"And to wait for so long to attack." The disappointment sagte before shone harshly now. "That was disgraceful. I think a werewolf would be able to be Mehr haste against a weakling of such attitude."
"What would Du have done in my situation?" That was the man I was looking for. His voice seemed just as bleak as I remembered mine when I was opposed to him from the table.
"I would have put some enzymes in the coffee that Du gave the child. Make him numb from the start. Then freeze time with that convenient skill Du have and complete the process there. Then tell people that he fainted and that Du would take him to the nearest hospital." The Hisser-man said.
"But I wasn't the one to give him the coffee! He had it before I came in!" The man shot, the anger blossoming his vocals to life.
"Then Du should have commanded that waitress to come to Du while Du placed your enzymes in one of the vials we gave Du for the blood. Du could have made her put the enzymes in his coffee before Du even came in. That would have prevented what we have now." The Leader-man said, his voice a tad bit cold.
"We shouldn't be focusing on the past now. Having the child here already is a dilemma." The man said.
"And it's a dilemma Du are going to have to fix. Do it quickly before sunrise."
There was nothing after that besides the crickets chirping and the night becoming a darker shade of black. A malevolent moon gleamed Weiter to miniscule stars above, and they blurred in my sight. A felt a steady rhythym of pain stretching along my forehead, and I winced, watching my paralyzed hand reach to rub my skin in reaction. Before I knew it, the man was standing before me.
"Hmm." I watched as he fingered the side of my neck, checking my pulse. He was frowning. "Your pulse is a little fast. It appears your transformation is taking longer than I expected. No matter," he withdrew his hand and smiled, "within a matter of Sekunden the pain will come back."
As if his words were coming from a true psychic, a burning feuer released from the depths of my heart, spearing my lungs into death. I remembered when I was little and I fell into the creek. I didn't know how to swim then, and the water swam up my nose and into the crooks of my breathing channels, killing my oxygen levels. The same feeling pulsed through my body now, only that the feuer still seared around my fingers. I thought I was seeing 'the light' before my eyes, but then only realizing that it was that man's teeth again, shinning like they were the first sun to appear in the morning sky. I watched, immobilized, as he leaned down and bit into my arm. I tried screaming for him to stop, but then coiled my throat to cease the yells when I felt the feuer disperse, the drowning sensation leave in defeat. I felt limp and shriveled up.
"It's like watching a mother kitten take care of it's young." He said, letting my arm drop. A sting of pain escaped up my lower arm muscles when it hit the rock, but nothing more. "After a few days this will all be over, then that's when the real drama begins."
I let my eyes close, hoping and praying this was a dream. I didn't want this.
But I guess this is the price for not agreeing with a vampire.
My name is Matt Downley, and I am a Fußball player. I just moved here to New York, and I was just going to try out for the Weston Middle Fußball team, when believe it oder not, the principal came rushing down the halls and sagte that I couldn't play because I am disabled. WHAT THE HECK!!! Okay, I was like, "So here's the deal. I can't play. I can't do anything. What the freak am I supposed to do at this stupid school!!!" But, of course, I didn't have the guts to say that out loud to the principal, so I just muttered and said, "Okay." Lately, I feel like people have been stalking me when I came back from school. Everyday when I go to bed, I feel like people are looming in the shadows above me. I didn't know now, but tonight would be a night of extreme danger.
What scandalous secrets can adults keep from their parents? I need ideas for a book I am currently writing. It is about how some secrets adults keep from us can actually save our lives. I hope to give Du a sneak Vorschau of my book which is called The Deadly Truth. Can't wait for your opinions!
To know Mehr about my book please post your Fragen on my wall. I will try my best to reply as fast and as soon as I can. If I don't then just know I did read them.
Du can believe the first chapter of my book will be gepostet either this week oder Weiter Friday.
To know Mehr about my book please post your Fragen on my wall. I will try my best to reply as fast and as soon as I can. If I don't then just know I did read them.
Du can believe the first chapter of my book will be gepostet either this week oder Weiter Friday.
It probably took Du a while to learn the 26 letters of the alphabet back when Du started school. But actually, Du should count yourself lucky. Some languages use alphabets with many Mehr letters than that. Russian, for example, has 33 letters, and the Khmer language of Cambodia has over 70. And in China and Japan, where they write with signs called 'characters', there are hundreds, even thousands of different shapes to remember. Japanese primary school children are expected to learn about a thousand characters before they can go on to high school!
Bounce your head, snap
To the classic, to the rap
Step ball change
Basic with a buck
Pleay, tour jete
Bounce your head to the rock
One two three,
Two two three,
Count along with your head
Mosh with the beat
Hop shuffle hop back
Twirl your arms, bend your back
Do the thingamajiggie
Wear out your taps
Breathe it in, breathe it out
Reach for the sky, dance on the ground
Flitter here, gallop there
Lose yourself anywhere
Flow with the music
Feel it in your veins
As Du bounce your head, snap
Boom boom clap
As light fades the brightest of souls can even be turned to do the darkest of things. As time time pushes vorwärts-, nach vorn the mind and body of an individual changes for either good oder bad. the decisions they make and the things they do will stick with them forever. I was told this many years Vor Von a wise old man that fortold my future. He sagte "the one with the dragon soul is not alone in the world he knows." After being told this it left me nothing but confused but i had a feeling that it wouldn't be the last time i heard of it.