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The Truth about My Misery II

2009-04-09T18:15:00.000-07:00

The Truth about My Misery
Part II

My hopes were crushed as we were taken back by the soldiers. It has only been a month since we ran away with Ann. I had to face the generals in an hour, and Ann was taken away somewhere, and is probably going to be executed “How Dare you run away like that boy?! Have you no shame?!” One of them yelled. “There is no shame in running when you are treating your own people like this.” I retorted and tried to break free from the soldiers. But I could not. I remember being cuffed before, and the cuffs aren’t easy to break. “Where did you take Ann?! Answer me!” I yelled at the general, hoping to get an answer. “We are taking her to the reformatory.” He grinned evilly “and you my young boy will soon join her.” “What do you want from an insane girl?! She’s no use to you at this point! So why won’t you release her?!” I kept yelling, anger took over. Above all of my emotions. “Because you feel for her, and because her brain holds secret information we need to get rid of her, therefore we must brainwash her and kill her, simple as that dear boy.” “May I at least see her, just for this brief moment?” I pleaded; I tried to think of a plan quickly before it was too late. But nothing came to mind. “Of cores you may see your beloved boy.” He nodded, and then he turned to the soldiers “take him to the girl!” The soldiers obeyed and took me to see Ann; Ann was chained to a wall. Her mind distant. And she did not react to my presence. I crawled to her and hugged her close. Her presence was the only thing that calmed me down. “W-what’ll happen to us?” Ann made an attempt to speak. “I don’t know Ann, but I will try to get us out of this place no matter what.” I kissed her cheek tenderly. She backed up from me, but I kept holding her. “I won’t let you get killed Ann, I wont.”It was early in the morning the next day; the clock was the only thing that woke me up. “Where am I?” I asked myself looking around. Ann stood in the entrance to my room. “Good morning, sleepy head.” She smiled at me.“Was it all a dream? Ann?”The End.

The Truth about My Misery I and II

2009-04-09T18:14:00.000-07:00

The Truth about My Misery

From the moment I ended up in that strange place, I knew I will never belong. They have people here, who kill mercilessly for no reason. They use brainwashed dogs and people to do their dirty jobs. And if anybody refuses their way, they will kill you. Today I lost Ann; the girl I’ve been staying with. Her family was very nice to me, and accepted me into their home. They found out that Ann helped their people rebel, so they sent one of their dogs after her, se was torn to bits right on the spot. I have met with the three men that rule this unruly world. They all look the same, except for their difference in height. They all wear blue military uniforms and the three of them have long straight white hair. They all look like clones of each other. They said they chose me as their new leader and that I shouldn’t have any contact with the others. I told them I didn’t, and they proclaimed me the ruler. But yet when I asked them if I may change things around a bit, they refused. I saw Ann’s parents today. They were walking around like ordinary people, except Ann wasn’t with them. I miss her; she was special, different from the others. Well, at least I have Rex with me still. Rex is a German shepherd, a black one, he’s the only dog I know who’s not completely brainwashed, Rex never leaves my side. I was taken to their base today. The place was quite plain. White walls, long hallways, and boxed in rooms, it all looked like some horrible sci-fi movie. I watched as some of the commoners were dragged around and beaten, then they were taken to the execution chambers. “What are the execution chambers?” I asked the tall general, who seamed to be the leader. “The execution chambers are reformation facilities.” He explained to me. “We take the unruly and convince them to change their ways.” “But what if they choose not to change their ways? What then?” I continued asking him, but he just glared at me and kept quiet. I will never understand this strange government. And I finally found out what they really do in the execution chambers, execution, that is. I cannot believe my own foolishness. Believing that they actually talk to the rebels, they take them into these rooms, and they leave them there to stay. But what they don’t know that people actually witness these happenings. Then they unleash the mutated cats, or the dogs, to tear the rebels apart. “This is what’ll happen to the rebels, who rebel against our government.” They announce on the large TV screens. They keep the people in fear and that is how they rule most of this world. I went to visit Ann’s parents today, even thought I announced that I had nothing to do with these people, which was a lie. I entered their house and went straight into the living room and I walk to the counter. I looked down at Ann’s photo and sighed, then I looked for Ann’s parents, but they were no-where to be found. I guess they’ve just moved or escaped somewhere. Either way I hoped that they were safe.I returned back to the base and walked through the empty hallways. It was surprisingly quiet around there. I looked around and decided to follow one of the soldiers that headed to the execution chambers. I noticed that he looked at me before he entered the back room. “Would you like to come in and take a look sir?” “Yes. I’d like to.” I replied to him and entered with him. The room lit up with light and you could see the other room through a large screen. I saw Ann’s parents and my eyes widened. “Tell me, soldier, why are they in the execution chambers?” I demanded. “They are rebel’s sir. They deserve to be executed.” “May I go in with them?” I asked, looking at him intently. “Very well sir.” I went into the other room and Ann’s parents looked at me. Ann’s mother crawled towards me and grabbed onto my shirt tightly, gripping it. “They’ve got Ann! She’s in one of the torture rooms!” she looked up at me with quite the crazed eyes. But then they unleashed the dogs, I grabbed onto one of their collars to keep the dog away from the two. The dog turned and was about to tare me to shreds. I turned and looked if Rex was around, but there was no sight of him. That day I returned home with a wounded arm and pride, I fought off the dogs but the dogs tore Ann’s parents to bits. But then I remembered that Ann was still alive. I walked into my own house and took Rex with me; this time if I’ll get attacked Rex would be by my side. I arrived at the base and entered it. It was empty, all the workers and guards went home for the night. I walked through the torture chamber halls, peering into each room, but there was no sight of Ann. “Hay Rex…” I pulled out a cloth that I ripped off of Ann’s clothing when she was taken away and gave it to Rex to sniff. “Go find this scent.” Rex sniffed at it a little and ran foreword. I immediately ran after him, hoping that I’d see Ann again. Rex stopped in front of a large metallic door and scratched at it. I ran up and stood there peering in. to my surprise I indeed saw Ann. I punched in the code and the door opened. I ran in and hugged Ann close to my chest “Ann! Ann! Speak to me!” I looked at her. She didn’t really seam to respond much, she just looked at me emptily, as if her soul was absent. “Ann, I’ll get you out of here…” I pulled at her arm, but she refused to move, backing away into the wall, her eyes were struck by fear. “What happened? What are you afraid of?” She shook her head and covered her face with her palms. “Ann…” I bent down and picked her up in my arms and began to carry her out. She grabbed onto my shirt as I was surrounded by soldiers. “Ichiru Kato, you are accused of helping a traitor escape; you will pay by being locked up in this torture chamber, with this insane girl, until further notice.” I didn’t mind staying with Ann, but when they dragged Rex away with them worry struck my heart. Ann looked up at me and then back at the door as it was shut again. I put her back down and sat next to her. “I’ll try to get us out a bit later, when they will leave.” I nodded at her. As if to assure her I meant her no harm. Ann just hugged her knees and looked at the ground. A few hours had passed and they closed the whole building. “Now is our chance Ann.” I said to her and moved closed to the door. Punching in the numbers to my surprise the door opened, I picked up Ann again and carried her out. “I have to find Rex too.” I mumbled to myself and walked in the direction they took him. Ann laid in my arms quietly, looking at wherever we were going. I ended up in a room. “Rex!” I called but there was no reply. I knew where the dog facility was and I knew they didn’t take Rex there. I had no idea where they took him or if my loyal dog was still with me. I put Ann down and entered where his room was. The room was empty. I looked around again and I kneeled in front of the dog house, there laid Rex’s collar. I picked it up and stroke it. That day I had lost too many people. I carried Ann home and sat her on my bed. I wasn’t going to stay there long. I grabbed a few supplies and put on a backpack. I grabbed Ann’s arm and we fled that place. I hope I never return there again.

Death Note's Shinigami and Jrockers

2009-02-25T14:32:00.001-08:00

Chapter 3 of my Fan-Fic
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Death Note’s Shinigami and JRockers
Chapter Three: the First Murder Case

Alex woke up in his room, tucked into his bed; he didn’t really remember what happened yesterday. He looked around wearily then sat up a bit, rubbing his face. He got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, washing his face. He looked at himself in the mirror; he had black bags under his eyes, which bothered him.
Shinobi knocked on the bathroom door “Yeah?” Alex said looking at the door. “Alex…” her voice sounded as if she was crying. “Shinobi, what’s wrong?” He opened the door and looked at her “Are you ok?” She hugged him around the waist and buried her face in his upper abdomen. “I feel better today.” He patted her head and hugged her. “I’m ok now Shinobi.” He comforted his sister, who was quite emotional. “Hay, don’t cry, silly…” he tried to cheer her up a bit. She sniffed a little and rubbed her eyes. “How about you and me go out for ice cream today?” Alex suggested. Shinobi smiled and nodded “Okay…” “See? Knew I could make you happy.” He smiled and laughed softly.
She rubbed her face and smiled at him
“Let’s go downstairs; mom and dad are really worried about you.” He nodded to his sister “Right after you Shinobi.” He said and followed his sister downstairs. “Alex!” his mother yelled rushing over to him and hugged him tightly “mom…” he hugged his mother. “Are you alright? You blacked out yesterday.” “I did?” He looked up at his mom “I really don’t remember anything from yesterday night…” His father went over to him and looked at him “You do seam better Alex.” “That’s cause I am better” He smiled and nodded. “Well how about some food?” His mother asked and looked at Alex “I’d love some.” He nodded and sat behind the table.
“What would you like?” His mother asked. “Anything really.” He smiled. “Alright, I’ll see what’s left.” His mother walked into the kitchen and began preparing something for him.
“So dad you never told me about the case you’ve been investigating.” “Well, we are now investigating a murder case that took place a few weeks ago, it was around the western shopping center, and five people were murdered.” His father nodded. Alex nodded and looked at the table cloth. “So what else is with that guy?” “Well, he’s been harassing a few of our police officers, so we really want to find this guy soon.” “Yeah, I hope you guys do find him soon.” Alex nodded to his dad. “But, what the heck happened to me yesterday?” He asked his father looking up at him. “Exhaustion, you had a very high fever and you blacked out when you went after Shinobi.” “Oh…okay.” He leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers on the table.
“Will you be able to go to school tomorrow?” “I guess.” Alex nodded “Do you know the guy’s name by any chance?” “Yes, actually, Chou Baka” “Okay” Alex nodded. And he looked into the kitchen at his mom. “Food will be ready in a few seconds Alex, bear with me.” “Alright mom.” Alex yelled to the kitchen and rubbed his hand a little.
Shinobi smiled at Alex and sat behind the table. “Alex is taking me out for Ice-cream today.” “Is he now?” “Yes I guess I am dad.” Alex laughed. “We’re gonna walk around Shibuya and look at clothes and people.” Shinobi nodded to Alex. “Alright, alright, if you really want Shinobi.” He laughed.
They all ate that night. It was about 6:30 when Alex and Shinobi were done. “We getter go now Alex, so get dressed in something warm.” Shinobi said a bit worriedly. “Kay.” Alex replied and ran up the stairs. He then thought about the killer for a moment then went to his newly purchased Death Note. He stroke the cover a bit and opened it. He then took a pen and wrote the name in, he then closed the Death Note and put it back. He didn’t really think it’ll do anything. He then got dressed and walked back downstairs. “I’m back! Let’s go Shinobi.” He smiled at his sister and went out of the door with her.

+!Creating your own Character!+ (My Final Project)

2009-02-20T13:28:00.001-08:00

Step 1: Create Your own character using my Guidelines and Form

Form:
1. Determine who the character is:

Male, Female, Other
Ditailed description of your character (Like: Eye-color, hair-color, weight, height etc...)
Give a little background of your character. (This'll determine who the character is)
where was he born? does he have a loved one? who is he?

2: Seting/place

let's switch to plot now. where is your character headed? what does he want to accomplish by this? (Usually what I do is, i Just throw mine into random settings and see where they land)

3: Name

Now going back to your character, give him a name. make sure the name fit's his personality and appearance. (Personally i reaserch names on Google or Yahoo, i usually do that for my 19th century based stories.)

Tip: Please choose an easy name, beleave me you don't want a bunch of characters named "Joqylo" and "Matashisasakisshi" you will make it easier on yourself and others.

4: Full plot, te fun part, you create the characters future or present. (and add to the past if you'd like or if you think the character lacks in it) you will have to create the problem he faces. in other words, all that the reader needs to know about the character and the story. give your character a strong trait and a weakness. (Chocolate is not an option! sorry!) Ask yourself this when you write. Why is your character the way he is? it's all up to you. (You can refer to books and movies if you can't figure out a plot for your character)

5: the Point of the story.

the point of the whole story is for the character to undergo some kind of a change. make him overcome a problem or a moral dillema. Make him Change (In a good way) He mght have a different view of his friends or the world, whatever you choose the change to be, make it noticable!

When you have all thesw things in place, you have completed your very own character! congrats!

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The example:

Step1: Male, pale blue eyes, about 6 feet tall, white hair. (Not an albino thought) he was married to a woman, but one day he was killed and he became hollow in his reincarnation. he was originally born in England in the 19th century. he is just a spirit of a man now.

Step2: he is now living in this crazy world, and works for this woman, his job is to steal souls and that way he grants them mercy from their suffering. he does not enjoy his job but he has to do it, if not he will get punished by his so called 'Mistress'

Step 3: I named him "Guilt" (don't ask me why, i don't know myself.)

step4: so now Guilt is just working for is mistress and stealing souls from humans (As he himself is not one, my story is taking place in the 19th century) the problem with guilt is that he wants to see the woman he was with when he was alive, but he cannot because his mistress borbids him to. she then later on asks him to kill her (but if you want to find out what happens, you need to read it for yourself!)

The point: Well, i won't really tell you the point because i'll spoil it for you guys.

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Yes Alex, it's my Misericordia Guilt. and yes "Misericordia" translated from latin means "Mercy"

How to: Create a Memorale Character

2009-02-18T07:58:00.000-08:00

This is a paper i did last simester in my English class, it's quite good if you ask me ^_^

I’ve been doing this for quite a while now, seven years to be exact. I have been creating all kinds of good characters and bad characters, and both come up good. Creating a character is very similar to having a baby, they become your children. I pretty much know what I’m doing. If you read a few of my stories, you should know what I’m talking about. I work on my characters very thoroughly and research them deeply; many of them are memorable till this day. 50% are tragic characters, and I abuse them quite a lot. Like poor Lucifer (AKA luci) from “A Silhouette Soul.” I put him in quite a lot of drama; it has more drama then happy moments actually.
So, let’s say you are sitting at home one day, and you have a story idea. The plot is set, the research is done, and everything is set basically, but you are missing the characters. I’m here to help.
The first thing you do is determine who the character is. For example: you decide it is a male, tall, handsome, green-eyed, black haired prince. Give a little background about him at the beginning He lost his fiancée three years ago, and now he goes around, looking for someone to console him; he is accompanied by a posy of five hundred men. That’s your start.
What I do with my characters is throw them in some sort of a setting and you get to know them bit by bit, it makes you feel god-like really and By the end of the story, you know all about them.
Then you give them a desirable name; usually try to research names on Google or any other search engine you know of. That’s what I do with my 19th century based stories. My newer one “Kamijo” was like that. Please choose an easy name and a name you like, so don’t name your character Xsugmalup, because the reader would stumble on the unfamiliar word. Therefore, he’ll stop reading the story. Let’s say you named him Armand (last names are optional, depending on the story.)
Then the fun part comes. You create his history, his past and present, and most everything you and the reader/readers need to know about him. Give your character strong traits and a weakness. Ask yourself this, when you write, why he is the way he is? It’s all up to you. Refer to books, or TV to create somewhat of an idea for the characters past. Again for my story ‘Kamijo’ I borrowed the stage name of the vocalist of the Band ‘Versailles’ Kamijo was sort of a womanizer in my story, and he wanted Lester’s Fiancée. (read it, it’s really good =])
Create an antagonist using the same method, and let the villain terrorize the protagonist. If you want to include a secondary character or a side kick, don’t let him take over the whole situations; he only has a small part in this. The secondary character does not need to face any problems so do not reveal his tragic life story on how his father was killed and he is looking for a one-eyed dragon etc… his parts are minor. Keep that in mind. None of my characters—(no…Guilt from my ‘Misericordia’ series, has a servant, there’s not much about him, unless he is talked to.)
By the end of the story, the protagonist must survive a struggle or a moral dilemma. The character must undergo a change for the better; in most stories, that’s how it works. He might have a different view or perspective on things or overcome a weakness. Whatever the change is, make it noticeable.
When you have all these little things in place, you’ll create very memorable characters. I think both my “Misericordia” and “Kamijo” stories have these things, there fore; they both have very memorable characters.
(If you’d like to read any of them, go to www.fanfiction.net/~mygothiclover)

Here are some of my Most Favorit Characters:

(Suou Tamaki from OHSHC )

(Mello Of Death Note)

(Haji of Blood Plus )

(Count AKA Edmond Dantes of Gankutsuou: The Count of Monte Cristo)

Fruits of our Labor

2009-02-15T12:54:00.000-08:00

a Panther apple hybrid xD

I wouldn't touch that apple if i were you...

mmm sakura printed banana...

eww...

Banana edit

2009-02-15T10:34:00.000-08:00

I was trying to make the banana look feathery like, but this is what came out, i should have used a lighter texture i guess. ^_^; but it still looks interesting. no?

Ayakashi: Japanese Horror/Samurai Tales

2009-02-13T14:39:00.000-08:00

I Just got Ayakashi today, and i can't really stop watching these Japanese Folklore tales. the series consists of 11 episodes Of three Classical Japanese Folklore tales.

1. "Yotsuya Kaidan" 2. "Tenshu Monogatari" and last but not least "Mononoke"

"Yotsuya Kaidan" is the story of Oiwa and Tamiya Iemon, a tale of betrayal, murder and ghostly revenge. Iemon, an Unemployed *Ronin (Ronin: *Samurai without a master) married to Oiwa, killed his father-in-law because he was aware of Iemon's evil past deeds. Penniless, Iemon has been forced to make his living as an oilpaper umbrella maker in order to support his delicate wife and new child. This situation has led him to resent Oiwa.

Iemon is lured into a scheme to marry the beautiful granddaughter of a well-to-do neighbor, who is in love with him. In order to clear the path for the new marriage, Iemon and the neighbor plot to murder Oiwa. Iemon gives Oiwa poison disguised as "blood-road medicine", intended to bring back her strength. The poison does not kill her, but instead disfigures her, causing her hair to fall out and her eye to droop. When a mirror is held in front of her, her despair at her disfigurement and the knowledge of her husband's betrayal causes her to die.

When a faithful servant, Kobote Kohei, becomes aware of the murder, Iemon accuses him of theft and has him killed. He then has Kohei and Oiwa's bodies crucified on two sides of a wooden door, which is then flung into a nearby river.
Thinking his troubles are over, Iemon plans his new marriage. On his wedding day to his new bride, Iemon lifts her veil to see Oiwa's ruined face. He instantly beheads her, only to discover he has killed his new bride. Horrified, he flees to the neighbor's house to confess, where he is confronted by Kohei's ghost. Slashing at the ghost, Iemon finds he has killed his neighbor, his new father-in-law.
From there the haunting continues, with the vengeful spirit of Oiwa pursuing Iemon. Everywhere he goes, he sees her ruined face, even projecting from an overhead lantern. Seeking escape, he retreats to the mountains and goes fishing. Instead of fish, he hooks the board with the corpses of Oiwa and Kohei. He then flees to a cabin in Hebiyama, where the ropes and vines of the cabin transform into snakes and the smoke from the fire transform into Oiwa's hair.
Fleeing the cabin, he runs into his brother-in-law, who kills Iemon and avenges all of the murders.
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In the anthology they say that when they actually produced it on stage, most of the actord died shortly after. and when they tried to make a movie out of it, the director had a heart attack (Or someting. Damn you Kira!!)

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The second story: Tenshu monogatari or Goddess of the Dark Tower is a story of forbidden love between a mortal and a Godess. is based on Tenshu Monogatari, a play by Kyoka Izumi. It tells the story of a forbidden love between a god and a human. In medieval Japan, Himekawa Zushonosuke is a falconer who is sent by his master Lord Harima to retrieve a precious falcon named Kojiro.
Zushonosuke's search is initially fruitless, though it leads him to a chance encounter with a beautiful woman bathing in a lake. Zushonosuke more or less falls in love with her at first sight.
When news reaches Lord Harima that the falcon has in fact fled to the castle keep of Shirasagi-jo, Zushonosuke is ordered there to bring the falcon back.
Accompanied by two friendly demons, Zushonosuke makes his way to Shirasagi-jo, which is rumored to be inhabited by beings called Wasuregami (Forgotten Gods). At the castle, Zushonosuke is surprised to find the same beautiful woman he encountered before, who introduces herself as Tomihime (Princess Tomi), beginning their forbidden romance.

And finally Mononoke! (Bakeneko) now Mononoke has been around for quite a while now, and this particular episode is the base for the whole series of Mononoke. The main character is a Medicine seller who hunts monoke's (Demon's) and kills them. to kill the demon, he needs to learn of the story who gave Birth to the demon, as in this particular episode.

The animation in this one is very artsy and neat! it's like Gankutsuou only a bit more colorful, and texturized. in Gankutsuou they used textures for clothes, hair and background only, in Mononoke they used a lot more of the colorfullness. (If that's even a word.)

Alternative Realities and parallel universes

2009-02-10T07:57:00.000-08:00

In life we think that we are always alone, or we are mostly unaware of parallel universes. But truly strange things had been happening to different people, and I shall try to answer a few of these questions. I will try to extrapolate a bit more on these strange occurrences of the paranormal.
The face of Jesus appeared on a wall in Indonesia after a fire. Some think it is just a coincidence appearance like this happen. Others might think it is a sign or a formation that might have some sort of spiritual meaning. But who can really determine the truth from the lie? Or right from wrong? I may not be an expert on these unusual things, but I do know quite a lot about them. I know just enough to tell you that humanity still cannot explain these appearances just yet. Appearances of such religious faces can be a sign from another place or a strange coincidence. We know nothing more then this, we may only guess.
Scientists determine that it is possible to record ghostly voices on technical devices, but are those voices actually with us, or are the spirits located in a parallel universe? If you are religious, then you believe that your soul goes away. If the purpose of the deceased was not fulfilled, she will stay here in this world. If you are not religious or an atheist, you die and nothing happens. Or at least that is what you might think. But the truth is that the spirits stay with us. You might not feel them or don’t know they are there, but they are with us every moment. Spirits are among the living. Whether you notice that or not, that is only up to you. This point to an existence of another place (a parallel universe in this case.)
There is a place in Tibet where time portals are located. Not so long ago two or three researchers went to Tibet to investigate this phenomenon. One of the local monks warned them not to go to that certain part, but they went anyway. They returned a few weeks later. After they returned to their homes, they were aging very quickly, but they did not remember what exactly happened to them. This explains that they’ve spent about half of their lifetime in that strange parallel universe; therefore they were aging so quickly. When they returned, the memories of where they were before were erased. Imagine the fear we might experience if we confirm that there is another universe besides what we are used to.
Another similar event happened in Russia or Ukraine; this man had a party at his cabin, and they ran out of wine (Or beer or vodka.) so he went down to his cellar. He was not seen for a while, so his guests decided to go down to the cellar. When they did go down there, it was empty. They freaked out and went home. About fifty years had passed, and he appeared again as if nothing happened, He came up from the cellar. The people who lived in his house now were quite shocked; he asked them where his friends had what had happened in that cellar? Did that man open a time portal and not notice? gone, and they told him they lived there now.
It is still a mystery till this day. But still, it cannot be overlooked as evidence.
Phenomenons like the Bermuda triangle, Nessy, alien sightings and time chambers have been debated since we first experienced their effects. My conclusion is that we have no conclusion, not yet anyway. Maybe one day we could explain these strange happenings but until that day, they shall remain a total mystery.

Death Note's Shinigami and JRockers Chapter 2: The Arrival

2009-02-09T18:48:00.000-08:00

Chapter 2!! I hope you like!! Death Note Foreva!!
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Death Note’s, Shinigami and Jrockers
Chapter two: the Arrival

Alex woke up the next morning; he felt a bit sick but ignored it. He took a shower and got dressed in his school uniform; he then went downstairs for breakfast. “Good morning.” He mumbled to his mom. “Good morning Alex dear, you can sit down and eat, your food is ready.” She said cheerfully. “Ok mom.” He sat behind the table and began eating his fried egg, yawning softly. “Good morning!” Shinobi ran down the stairs and sat behind the table. She looked up at her brother and examined his face a bit “Alex, you don’t look too good, are you feeling ok?” she asked looking at him a bit concerned. “Huh? Well, I do feel a bit ill, but I’ll be fine.” He sighed as he felt a bit weaker then before. “Maybe you should stay at home today.” Shinobi said, stroking his arm softly. “No, I’ll be fine...” his mother came over to him and bent down a bit, feeling his forehead “You are pretty hot Alex, you should go back to bed, I’ll call the school.” She nodded to him. “Ok mom.” He smiled weakly. “Finish your breakfast then go straight to bed Alex.” He nodded and finished his egg, then went back upstairs.
He went into his room and stripped down to his boxers and climbed into his bed again. It wasn’t a very productive day for him. After he slept for a few hours, he woke up at around five. He sat up from his bed and pulled on his normal clothes and sat back in his bed, reading one of his Demonology books.
He heard the doorbell ring and sat up a bit; the then walked downstairs and opened the door and looked at the delivery guy. “Have you ordered a Death Note from us sir?” “Oh, yeah, I did thanks.” Alex nodded to the delivery guy “Just sign here sir.” The delivery guy said and pointed to the delivery form. Alex took the pen and signed the paper. “Thank you for your purchase sir, I hope you will enjoy our product.” The delivery guy grinned and handed Alex the package and walked away, disappearing into the hall. “What a creep.” Alex mumbled and took the package upstairs to his room and put it on his computer desk.
Alex sat back in his bed for a moment and sighed tiredly. He closed up his Demonology book then proceeded to open his new Death Note. It was a regular Death Note or so it seamed. He looked at the quill pen; it was shaped like a feather, a white feather, which belonged to a pigeon. “Seams normal.” He said to himself. He was suspecting that something might be wrong with this Death Note. He then looked at his computer desk and turned his computer on. He then turned his music on and sighed, taking the Death Note out of the plastic case that was surrounding it. He looked at it, and then looked through the pages. “It’s a really good remake, looks exactly like the real thing.” He smiled softly then put it on his desk with his other notebooks.
Alex turned his music off and then turned the TV on, browsing through the channels, there was nothing on as usual, he looked at his clock, and it was about 4:58PM. He leaned back in his bed and pulled the covers over his head; he then closed his eyes tiredly then slept for a while.
His mom walked upstairs slowly, and then knocked on his door softly. “Alex, how are you feeling any better now?” He was awoken by the knocking and sat up “Hm?” he looked around a bit “I asked if you felt better, do you?” “I don’t know…” he groaned softly, rubbing his face a bit. “Are you going to eat with us?” his mom asked him again. “Yeah, I’m starving actually…” he said as his stomach rumbled and he rubbed the back of his neck. “Alright Alex, get dressed and come down then.” His mother said and walked downstairs.
Alex got dressed and opened his door; he squinted as the hall was quite bright. He leaned against the wall and walked down the stairs slowly, until his eyes adjusted fully to the dining room’s light. “Good morning sleepy-head” Shinobi said smiling. “Alex, your mother told me you got sick.” “Dad, I’m fine” Alex nodded as his dad walked towards him and placed his palm on Alex’s forehead. “You still have a high temperature, did you sleep at all?” “Yeah, dad, I just woke up in fact.” Alex nodded and sat behind the table. “What’s for dinner?” “Just some fried rice and some vegetables Alex dear.” His mom put the plate with the food in front of him and gave him a fork. “Thanks mom.” He nodded and began eating.
Shinobi smiled at her brother and began eating herself. “So how was work today dad?” Alex asked quietly. “Well, we’ve opened a new murder case, that’s for once.” His dad nodded at Alex and passed him a few papers that were concerning Alex’s school. “What are these dad?” Alex looked at the papers blankly, as if they weren’t really there. “This is your history homework, since you’ll be staying home for a few day’s with this sickness you’ve caught yourself.” He nodded “Ok, is this a project or something?” “Yes, it is.” His dad nodded “Ok, I will get to it as soon as I can.” Alex said weakly and leaned back in his chair, rubbing his face. “Are you sure you are feeling fine Alex.” “No…but I might have caught this while looking for Shinobi yesterday night.” He nodded and looked at Shinobi.
Shinobi’s head went down “I’m sorry I’m such trouble, and I’m sorry I made you get sick.” Her voice was quite low. “No, it’s ok Shinobi, I’m not blaming you, I’m just telling dad.” He nodded. “I’m sorry…” she stood up and ran to her room. “I’ll go after her.” Alex said and began walking after Shinobi slowly, as he felt extremely dizzy. When he finally got to the door Alex blacked out.

Miseri-shmellow

2009-02-09T08:55:00.000-08:00

Guilt was sleeping under an oak tree in the Gardens of Eden, he was awoken by a voice “Oh jeez, oh jeez the mistress is going to kill me if I’ll be late…” “Sadness?” guilt said watching him go. “Sadness! Come here at once!” he shouted, but Sadness did not hear, the strange thing was, he had rabbit ears. “Cosplay?” he thought to himself as he followed Sadness. “Oh jeez, oh jeez.” Sadness repeated as he jumped into a black hole, as Guilt followed after him.
He was falling for hours, but tried to keep his eyes on Sadness. He landed on his feet but Sadness was no where to be found. “Sadness?” his voice echoed as he looked for him. He walked through a long hallway looking around, he busted a door open, looking around. There was a small glass table in the middle of the room. Guilt walked up to it “what is this nonsense?” he read the label. “Drink the yellow liquid” he read the other one. “Eat the strange looking thing.” “Someone must have been drunk while writing this.” He said to himself as he drank the liquid, grabbing the bread. He looked down at his body. “My god! The drink does nothing!” he sighed walking out and seeing Sadness. “Sadness!” he chased after him only to loose him again.
“Where in the name of mercy am I?!” he exclaimed. “You are in Lala land.” “Lala land?!” “Yes.” “And who might you be?!” he looked around. “I am Helesu, the Caterpillar…” “Caterpillar?!” “Yes…Caterpillar.” “Where are you then?” he asked sternly. “Right above you.” He looked up, noticing that he was in a garden and standing near a huge mushroom. “Oh…” she laughed, eating some strawberries. “So what am I doing here? Is this some sort of Punishment?” “No…you’re just here…” “Then…how do I go back?” “I don’t know.” “You don’t know…” He said discouraged. “I don’t know…” “Then who knows?” “I don’t know who knows…” “What should I do then?!” he felt aggravated. “Try eating the mushroom…” “Eating the mushroom?” he asked “Are you trying to drug me?” he asked suspiciously. “If you eat the mushroom you might get answers.” “Eat the mushroom then?” “Yes, eat the mushroom.” “Alright, I’ll eat the damn mushroom.” He plucked off a bit of the mushroom and bit into a small piece.
He looked around “A meadow?” he turned as he bumped into a table. “Damn it.” he rubbed his leg as he saw a large table. “Harlequin?” he said to himself. “Ah! No room sir, we have no room.” “Nonsense.” He said a bit annoyed as he sat in a chair. “Would you like some wine?” asked the mad hatter. “There isn’t any.” He replied. “Well, your hair needs cutting sir.” Said the hatter scrutinizing him. “My hair is none of your concern sir.” He said angrily glaring at the Harlequin. “What? I merely stated my opinion.” “Nobody asked you, so you shouldn’t make remarks like these.” He was getting angrier by the moment. “Do you like Cheese?” asked the mad hatter. “Cheese?” he repeated. “Cheese” said the hatter. “Cheese” said the mouse. “This is truly hell.” Muttered Guilt to himself. “Well?” They all asked at once. “Err…” “Have some tea.” “There is no tea at this table.” He said, getting up from the table as he started walking away. “What is this crazy hellish place?”
He bumped into a tree. “What the…tree?” He looked up and saw a Cheesier cat. “And, this is…?” “I am the Cheesier cat.” “I can see that.” “Do you wish to know anything?” “Yes, I am looking for a way to get out of this place.” He said not really sure about the talking cat. “You can never truly get away from Lala land.” Guilt sighed in frustration. “Alright, thank you anyway, speaking cat.”
He walked for hours on end as he ended up at a house. “Another useless house.” He muttered to himself. The duchess ran out of the house with her child in her arms, as her skirt was burning. “Put it out! Put it out!” she shouted in panic while running in circles. “Oh boy…what have I gotten myself into?” He walked over to a well, pulling out a bucket full of water and dumping it all on her. “Any better Madame?” He asked sarcastically. “Yes, thank you kind sir.” She said as she turned to him. He backed up a bit as she wrapped her arms around him, placing a kiss on his lips. She let go of him and skipped away happily. “Somehow I think she lit herself on purpose.” He said as he licked his lower lip. “Who knows?” He said as he started walking again.
He walked into a garden of roses. “And what is this place supposed to be?” He asked himself. “This is the garden of the queen of hearts.” Said a voice. “Oh, is it now?” Guilt said out loud. “Yes, it is indeed her gardens.” “And…who might you be again?” He asked curiously. “I am the Cheesier cat.” “Oh, it is you again.” “Yes.” “Why are these people painting the roses red?” “They mixed the white roses with the red, and they are afraid that the queen will behead them.” “Oh, I see.” Said Guilt as he started walking through the garden. “Are you not the Harlequin?” asked Guilt the Cheesier cat. “Huh?” “Never mind…” he said as he looking at the roses. “Yoo-hoo~!” He heard a woman’s voice calling. He looked up a bit, looking at the woman. “Are you speaking to me?” He said loudly so she could hear. “Yes, come here please.” He started walking towards her. “She seems familiar.” He said to himself as he ended up a few feet from her. “What is it that you want of me?” he said as he looked at her. “How about you and I play a little game.” She said with a seductive smile that did not work on him for some reason. “Forgive me dear Madame, but I’ll have to decline your offer.” He bowed his head a little. “Cut off his head!!” she shouted. “Alright, alright, I shall play with you…” he sighed. “What a childish woman…” He thought to himself. She grabbed his wrist, pulling him into her room in the castle. “And what are you planning to do to me?” He asked her, as he crossed his arms on his chest. She started to giggle softly, as she started stripping slowly. “Wow wow wow!” He turned to face the wall. “I do not play games such as those!” “But why not?” She laughed, wrapping her arms around him and leaned her head on his back. “I just don’t.” He said simply, freeing himself from her and jumped out of the window. “Now THAT was a close one.” He sighed in relief and started walking in the gardens again.
“Pretty empty…” He said to himself as he looked around for someone who might help him get out of that strange place. “Ano bashou de” He heard a female’s voice singing as he replied. “Ano bashou de…” “Deatta ne” “Deatta ne” he replied as he ran around looking for the females voice. “Ima dewa mou” “Ima dewa mou” “Nani mo dekinai keredo, kono machi de” “Kono machi de” “Deatta ne” “Deatta ne” “Ima dewa mou” “Ima dewa mou” He said as he bumped into a young woman. “Oh, I’m sorry sir; I was just looking for the echo, the man who sang with me…” “Dare mo ai senai keredo.” He smiled at her, helping her up. “Oh, it is you sir…” She smiled laughing softly “What is your name young maiden?” He asked her, looking at her “Rosaline…” “Rosaline…such a lovely name for an angel.” He kissed her hand softly. “And what is your name sir?” She asked as she blushed softly, puling her hand away from him slowly. “My name? My name is Gabriel.” He smiled at her softly, looking into her eyes. “I’m glad to meet you Gabriel…” “Like wise, beautiful maiden.” “Are you looking for someone sir?” “No, but I am looking for a way to get out of this place…” He said, examining her body, looking at her vivid bluish-green eyes and flowing blond hair. “Oh…won’t you stay a bit longer with me?” “No, I cannot stay here, my blond angel.” “Oh…” Her smile disappeared. “I can show you the way out.” She took his hand and led him to a garden, building a large Pentagram. “You can come with me, can you not?” he looked at her with his pale eyes. “No, I’m sorry, I cannot, I must remain here, to be the link between the two worlds.” “How sad…how truly sad…” “Could you please stay a bit longer?” she begged taking his hand and placing it on her cheek.” “Alright, a bit longer wouldn’t hurt.” He smiled at her. “Yay!” She laughed softly, wrapping her arms around his neck a little, placing a soft kiss on his lips. He stared into her eyes, kissing her back softly, holding her waist. She pulled away slowly and smiled at him. “Come with me, I want to show you around a bit.” She smiled pulling him by the arm a little. He followed her wherever she took him. “So…what do you do for a living Gabriel?” “I’m…” He paused for a moment, looking at her eyes. “I’m a soul trapper, I trap human souls.” “Do you like your job?” She asked him, looking at him with her vivid eyes. “My job is necessary, I trap their souls for them to die peacefully, I do not take pleasure in making people mad, but that way I give them mercy.” “Did you come here to take my soul then Gabriel?” “Oh, no, no, I just stumbled upon this place and I just want to get out, that is all.” He gave her a little smile. “Alright, if you say so…” She looked at him then placed a kiss on his lips softly and smiled.
They walked to a lake and sat on the grass, looking at the clear water. “How did you end up here?” “I followed a rabbit here, I know it sounds unbelievable but it is in fact true.” “Oh I do believe you Gabriel, it sounds phony.” She laughed. “I do believe you.” “You are the only sane person I have met in this place.” “Most people don’t notice that.” She laughed softly again, leaning on his shoulder. “I’m glad I have met a person like you Gabriel.” She said as she placed a kiss on his cheek. “I’m very glad about that too, Rosaline.” He tipped her chin up a little, kissing her soft, rosy lips. “I wish this moment would never end.” She said to him, smiling softly at him.
“There you are!” Shouted the queen of hearts as guilt turned to face her. “Who is that Gabriel?” “Stay back Rosaline.” He said as he shielded her. “What do you want from me?” “I want you of cores!” “Me?” “Yes you honey.” She smiled seductively “Guards! Bring the woman to me!” She said as the guards did her bidding “Don’t touch her!” he shouted as the queen of hearts smiled evilly. “Kill her! Cut off her head!!” And again, the guards did as they’ve been told, they grabbed Rosaline, twisting her around, so he could watch. “Gabriel! Please help me!” “Release her! She hasn’t done anything! It’s me you want anyway! Don’t drag an innocent woman into this.” “But, you like her, and as long as she’s alive, you won’t look at me.” She said as her guards held a sword to her neck. “Don’t! Please! I beg of you…” He pleaded as she laughed manically. “Watch your lover as she dies.” She said coldly. “It is your punishment, for betraying me.” And indeed he watched as they slashed Rosaline’s head off and holding it up for him to see. “Rosaline…” He whispered. “Did you enjoy the show Gabriel?” “Are you satisfied with what you did to that poor innocent woman?” “No, not really, I want YOU dead as well.” “Go ahead then.” He lowered his head as he felt the sword Pearce through his neck.
His eyes shut open and he woke up, perspiring, “Are you not well master? You look a little pale.” “Oh, Sadness, I had the most hellish and yet the sweet dream at the same time.” He sighed, whipping the sweat from his forehead. “Were you dreaming about her again master?” “It seems so Sadness.” “But it is all over now, Sadness, It was only in my head after all.” Said Guilt in his quiet toneless voice that Rosaline always loved, and she loved wisely and too well.
DISCLAMER: I do not own Alice in Wonderland or the lyrics to Akuro no Oka by Dir en grey

Death Note's, Shinigami and Jrock

2009-02-08T10:56:00.000-08:00

So this is my new Death Note Fan-fiction, i got the idea from my friend, who's got his Death Note online and asked the question "What if yagami actually bought his death note online?" so that made my writers juices flowing, i altered his question and created new characters.

Death note is an Anime and Manga created by takeshi obata (Illustrator) and Tsugumi Ohba (Writer) i do not own death note.

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Death Note’s, Shinigami and J-Rock

Chapter one: Ordering Form

It was a day like any other. Alex Ishinoda walked home from school like any other day “Hi mom!” he called “I’m home.” He said as he looked for her. “Alex dear, the food is on the kitchen table.” Yelled his mother from another room. “Is Shinobi here with you?” “No mother she isn’t home yet.” He sat down behind the table looking at the Sukiyaki. “So what’s the occasion mom?” he asked, since they didn’t really have Sukiyaki unless it was a special occasion.
“Well, your father is getting promoted and I thought you’d like Sukiyaki, so I bought the egg and meat.” She smiled at him “You can start eating Alex.” His mother nodded to him. “Oh, well, I think we should wait for Shinobi to come home from school.” He looked at his mother. “Aren’t you hungry thought?” “I can wait, I’m not that hungry yet.” He smiled at his mom and stood up. “I’ll be up in my room until she comes home.” “Alright Alex.” She smiled back at him.
He began walking upstairs towards his room and entered it finally as he reached the end of the staircase. He turned a corner and there was his room. He sat behind his computer desk and turned his computer on. He spun around in his chair and looked at his book cases. Titles like “Demonology” “Encyclopedia of demons” “Lucifer: fact or fiction?” and “Vampires” were amongst his collections of books, along with the latest Manga volumes that were available and covered most of the shelves in his room which by now had tints and shades of black and blue, it was quite dark in his room yet he didn’t really mind the dark.
He turned back to face his computer screen and sighed softly, getting on the internet as he did so many times before. He looked up Death Note merchandise as he was a huge fan of the show and he liked collecting more merchandise for his room. He sighed as there was nothing new on the site that he usually went, so he proceeded to look at different merchandise sites. He came across a strange one that sold just Death Notes alone. “I’ve never seen this site before, it must be new.” He mumbled to himself and kept looking through the site. He decided to order a Death Note; since he’s old one had no more empty pages. The prices weren’t too high so he decided to pay himself. When he was done ordering he went back down the stairs.
“Hi, is Shinobi home yet?” “No Alex, maybe you should go to her school and check of she’s there or not, maybe she stayed after.” “I will go right now mom.” He nodded and put his boots on, going out of the door and into Shibuya, as it was a short-cut to Shinobi’s school. After he walked for a few hours in Shibuya, looking for her there he finally decided to check her school as his mother told him too. He walked for a few more hours to the school and entered it, going through the school halls and looked for the classroom Shinobi usually was in. “Shinobi-chan? Where are you?” he opened her classroom door and looked in, “Empty.” He said and sighed softly. “So she’s not here after all then, huh?” he said to himself.
Alex went out to the hall again and walked out of the building and into the street, still looking for his younger sister. “Shinobi!” he yelled, looking for her. “Maybe she’s at the train station.” He ran to the train station, but yet again, no luck. “Where might you be?” he muttered worriedly to himself. He then decided to return home and call the police, and his dad. He walked back through Shibuya and looked around for her still. He then finally entered his home. “Mom! I can’t find her!” he said loudly.
Shinobi Popped her head from around the corner “can’t find whom?” She looked at him. “You! Where were you? I was looking everywhere for you!” he sighed angrily but was quite relived that she was home. “I went out for Ice-cream with Yukito-san and Saiba-san, from your class.” She nodded to him. “When will mom get you a cell phone so I can call you whenever you decide to do stuff like that?” he sighed and pulled his boots off, putting on his slippers. “I’m sorry…” she went over to him and hugged him softly, leaning her head on his stomach a bit, as she was short. He looked at her and hugged her back. “It’s ok, I was just worried about you that’s all.” He nodded to her. She looked up at him and smiled. “You’re the best brother ever.” “Thanks Shinobi” he smiled at her “now let’s go and eat, I’m starving.” “Yeah, me too, even after eating that ice-cream.” He laughed and they went into the kitchen to eat.

Masque of the Red Death, Unmasqued

2009-02-06T14:32:00.000-08:00

Poe was born on January 19, 1809. His mother was an actress, and his father abandoned him. When his mother died, Poe moved to the residence of John Allan. After a few years Poe registered at the University of Virginia. He mastered the art of Gothic fiction. His story’s can be categorized as “Dark” mostly focusing on death and taking place at night (Milne 233). Tamerlane and Other Poems is such a rare book that a single copy has been sold for about 200,000.00 Poe’s death is rather a mystery; some people say it was a brain lesion while others say it was a heart attack and others his drinking problem.
In One of Poe’s story’s “The Masque of the Red Death”, Poe implies that no one can really escape death. The story begins with a disease striking some far away country. A prince who did not want to get the disease builds a HUGE wall that surrounds hi’s palace and he invited a thousand friends from hi’s court and entertained them so that they wouldn’t think of the disease that’s raging in the country. And one day he holds this masquerade/masked ball and it was held in seven different rooms, the first room was blue, the second was purple the third one was green the forth one was orange the fifth was white the sixth was violet and the final room was black with a deep red glass stained window also the black chamber had a Clock made of ebony and when the clock struck everyone froze. they keep on partying until they see this masked figure just standing there, he was tall and very skinny he was dressed from head to foot in a red garment hi’s mask resembled the head of a corpse, hi’s clothing were stained with blood. When the prince saw him he commanded his friends to arrest him, so he could hang him at dawn, but his friends were too scared. The figure started coming closer to the prince, well, the prince panicked drew a dagger and rushed towards the figure, and the figure drew back, they went from chamber to chamber until they both ended up in the black room, there the prince fell dead upon the floor. His friends who were very angry rushed to seize him, but when they got a hold of him, there was nothing in the garments, and one by one they feel dead to the floor. There fore in the story “The Masque of the Red Death” by E.A. Poe, Poe implies that no one can escape death. “While this story is literally about a pestilence called the Red Death it can be read at an allegorical level as a tale about man’s fear of his own mortality” (Milne235). First, death is a part of life. In time, everyone will die. Finally, once the apocalypse occurs, everything will die. No one can ever truly escape death.
Death is very common these days, but people are still afraid to die, People just don’t realize that death is part of life. You can die of old age or like in the story you can die from a deadly disease. “The ‘Red Death’ had long devastated the country” (Poe, Pg1).In the story Prince Prospero and his ‘thousand friends’ seal themselves into an abbey of his castle in an attempt to ‘defy contagion’ and escape the clutches of the Red Death.” (Milne235). They try and seal themselves in the secluded palace with all the pleasures of life and regularity to forget about what was going on outside with all the death and horrors of the disease. They celebrated every day and were entertained so they won’t think of anything bad or depressing. But as we know life doesn’t work that way for most of us somehow the disease got into the castle and made his way to the ball room when the attention fell upon the ‘masked figure’ everyone was silent, probably realizing who that figure was. The prince ordered them to seize him but they didn’t respond, so he took matters to his own hands. And the Prince ended up dead.
We think we have a lot of time on our hands, but do we really? Every day every hour every month and every year is measured by a certain amount of time. In the story when the clock strikes twelve everyone freezes, time seams to stop after a few minutes they start celebrating again. It’s just something about that clock that frightens everyone, it’s as if they think their time of gaiety will end and everything will end. The sound of the pendulum hitting the walls in the clock reminds the guests of their own mortality and that ‘their time is coming’. (milne236). “…there came from the brazen lungs of the clock a sound which was clear and loud and deep and exceedingly musical, but of so peculiar a note and emphasis that, at each lapse of an hour, the musicians of the orchestra were constrained to pause, momentarily, in their performance, to hearken to the sound; and thus the Walters perforce ceased their evolutions; and there was a brief disconcert of the whole gay company; and, while the chimes of the clock yet rang, it was observed that the giddiest grew pale…” (Poe pg.2) so in time everyone would eventually die in the story.
People often talk about the apocalypse and that one day the earth will come to an end everyone and everything will be destroyed and nearly no one would survive. And it’s true in a way, nothing can continue forever. And it’s only natural that the earth will rebel against humans in one way or another. Think about what we are doing to the earth these days, pollution, cutting down trees, and destroying the atmosphere little by little. “The use of language in ‘the masque of the red Death’ as well as the nature of the tale, brings to mind a biblical story with apocalyptic implications.” (milne237). And it is truly reminds of something from the bible, but in the story unlike the pestilence sent by god which is the force of good, the pestilence is something sinister sent by the devil or a dark force of some sort. “And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all” (4) this signifies that the darkness will eventually fall upon us all and we will cease to exist upon this earth. In the end no one can truly escape death. “This story is a prime example of Poe’s Gothic horror fiction.” (Milne232). Eventually death will come upon us all and there is no way to escape the end.
Poe, Edgar Allan “The Masque of the Red Death”. Litfinder. Thompson Gale, 2007. ACCESS PA Power Lib. 20 Dec 2007 infortrack./. “The Masque of the Red Death”. Short stories for students. Ed Kathleen Wilson. Vol. 8. Detroit: Gale 2000. James Southall Wilson. “Poe’s Life”. Poe Museum. Council Rock HS South Lib., Holland, PA. 1/ 8/2008 /poeslife/.

Misericordia: Magister

2009-01-29T05:56:00.000-08:00

“But he can’t be dead!” Shouted Sadness, staring at the battle through Guilt’s orb “That’s impossible!” “You better believe it Sadness.” the Harlequin morphed into the room, sitting on a Victorian mantelpiece and staring at sadness with a grin. “What are you doing in the master’s room?!” he shouted. “Masters Room? This room belongs to nobody anymore. That fool Guilt is dead and there’s nothing you can do about it!” he laughed loudly. Sadness looked at him angrily. “What? You’re going to fight me?” he laughed “My mistress would kill you the same way she killed your master, so…are you still going to fight me?” “No, I’m not, but remember, you will one day pay for this, for the master’s sake.” He shrugged “If you say so.” he said rather carelessly “Didn’t he release you from your position as his slave?” Sadness looked at him “Yes…” “Then why do you still call him ‘Master’” “Just because he is not my master anymore, doesn’t mean I am not loyal to him.” “Oh, how tragic…” the Harlequin laughed as he morphed out of the Room. Sadness sat down on the bed.
Outside the door there was a light tapping, the door slightly opened, a crystal Orb rolled into the room. Sadness picked it up and looked at its gleam in the dim light of the candle. Guilt slowly pushed the door open leaning on its side and pulling himself in. “Master…” Sadness whispered, shocked to see that he was still alive. Guilt looked up, his mask in his left hand, blood dripping down from his shoulder onto the mask, and then to the floor. “Sadness? What are you still doing here?” he asked rather weakly “I…” “Never mind that, just help me in for now…” “Right away…” Sadness stood up, walking over to him slowly, supporting his right side and letting him lay on the bed “How did you survive her attack Mast-- Guilt” “I…I don’t quite know…but what does it matter now?” “Did…did she manage to kill her then?” Sadness turned to look at him a bit concerned.
Guilt did not say a word “I’m sorry…” “Sorry wouldn’t help anything…” Sadness pulled out a bottle of wine and a tall glass; he poured some of the wine into the glass and served it to Guilt. “I don’t want to drink, Sadness.” “But you must, drink it, it’ll strengthen your body, and I shall attend to your wounds.” Guilt sighed sitting up and taking the glass then draining it of the liquid. “That’s better.” “I think I can take care of my own wounds, Sadness, I don’t need your assistance.” he looked at him “As you wish…” “Don’t tell anyone I’m here either.” “Of course not.” “Good…that’s good…”
The child walked into the room and looked at them both “Is there anything you need Child?” Guilt asked. The child shook its head “But…I thought only I knew you were here…” “The Child brought me back, Sadness, he is harmless to me.” “We must keep my presence here a secret, alright little one?” Guilt grinned at the child, the child smiled and nodded “Good little boy, run along now.” He smiled at the Child; the child laughed its innocent laugh and ran out happily.
Guilt’s smile disappeared “I want revenge…I want to kill that bitch…and her little puppet too.” He stared angrily. “But how do you kill an Immortal? And is it possible?” he thought. “You can poison her with the blood of a mortal.” “I think so…yes…yes, it definitely has to work.” “What about your condition?” Guilt stood up as energy circled around him, healing the wounds on his body. Then sitting back down and thinking it through “But…where could we find a proper mortal?” Guilt asked thoughtfully. “He must be a young one…” he said as his eyes wondered around the room. “Someone’s coming!” he said all of a sudden then made himself vanish into space.
“Sadness…Sadness!” Judgment called as she entered Guilt’s empty room “There’s a strong smell of blood…it’s making me sick…” “I cut myself madam, and the smell stayed.” “You cut yourself? Alright then…ugh…sickening smell…” She walked out quickly covering her nose. “Was she bothering you Sadness? When I was not present?” “No sir, she left me be.” “Good…as I set you free she is not allowed to make you hers, like she did to that Harlequin…” “I will be loyal to you till the end of time Magister” Sadness kneeled in front of Guilt and bowed his head “You’re the only one here I can truly trust, Sadness, but you mustn’t think me as your master anymore, you are free from my clutches.” “I will still be loyal to you.” Sadness still kneeled in front of him. “Stand up on your feet Sadness, stop bowing like a slave…” “As you wish…” Sadness stood up. “Now, where were we? Ah, yes the Mortal issue…do you have anyone particular in mind Sadness?” Sadness shook his head in disapproval “Hmm…” “We don’t necessarily have to kill the mortal; only take a few litters of blood…” “A few Litters??” “Yes, so the Immortals deaths will come faster.” “Yes, we can pour it into the blood red wine that she loves to drink so much, she’ll drink it, and that would be the end of her.”
Sadness nodded. “Great idea Sadness, I knew you would be very useful to me that is why I picked you in the first place to be my servant.” “Thank you.” “Should we just search for a fitting young man?” “It’ll be best to do so, I think.” “Then we shall do so.” Guilt walked to his mirror and removed the cloth from it. Sadness watched him. Guilt straightened out his arm and the mirror glue with a bright blue light. “Where to?” “The human world, were we are always getting our victims Sadness, but that is not the case this time.” “Of course not.”
They ended up in the middle of London at night; it was dark and only a few street lamps lighted up the street. Guilt waited for a young man or woman to pass by. “Just a while longer…” said Guilt with anxious anticipation. “Are you worried?” “No, no, just anxious…” “Oh…” they waited for a few more hours, their hopes were answered when a woman walked alone on a side street. “Guilt, Guilt wake up” “WH-what is it?” “There’s a woman walking alone.” “Alright.” He got himself together, walking over to the woman “Miss, miss” she turned “Yes?” “Would you like me to escort you? It is dangerous at this hour.” She nodded he led her to a corner. “What are you doing?!” “Nothing, I will not harm you.” He stretched his arm out “Come here.” His voice echoed “Yes…” she said and walked over. “Sadness, get over here, let’s get some blood and get out of here. He nodded pulling out a little veil “Would that be enough?” “Yes, perfect…” he said cutting the girls wrist and letting the blood drip into the veil. He stopped when they got enough blood. “There, hold it.” He handed the veil to Sadness; he healed the girls arm, and released her from the trance when they were gone. “Where to now?” asked Sadness “Home.”
Guilt answered simply, as he opened a portal to their world. “Sadness, bring me her wine, and I shall work on it a while.” Sadness nodded and brought the wine to Guilt” “Good, very good.” He took the wine from Sadness, opened the bottle, and poured the blood in, mixing it in with the wine. “This has got to work.” He mumbled. The blood mingled with the wine, and it looked indistinguishable from before. “Let’s see…” he smelled it “Smells like wine” he laughed to himself “That bitch has got to die the first time she will sip it.” He looked at Sadness “put it back, Sadness…she’ll die soon enough.” “You seem to enjoy this…” “Oh…I most certainly am…” he laughed “Now…what about that clown of hers?” “That I haven’t thought about…” “We’ll have to see…” Sadness nodded and put back the wine at the same spot it was previously “What are you up to Sadness? Creeping around like this?” asked the Harlequin “Just walking around, what’s it to you?” “Nothing really…” he laughed not suspecting anything “Good, you may leave me be now.” Said Sadness and walked into the hall, so the Harlequin wouldn’t follow. Sadness reappeared in Guilt’s room “Have you thought of anything yet?” he asked him “I might have…” “Well? What might it be?” “In his passed life…was he not chocked to death?” “Yes…I think so…” “I might have to choke him to death…” “Good idea…” “But…what if he reappears and tells her? I’m surely going to die then...but I’ll risk anything for my Rosaline…I’ll avenge her death…and so she will not die in vain.” Sadness nodded “Would you like me to arrange it?” “If you can Sadness, I would be grateful to you.” Sadness nodded.
“Sadness!!” Judgment yelled “Quickly hide…” guilt disappeared “Sadness, there you are!” she entered “Have you seen Harlequin?” “Yes, he is in the main hall” “Alright…ugh…the smell of blood is everywhere…I can’t stand it!!” she screamed and went out. Guilt appeared again “So…how are we going to—“he turned to face Judgment “GUILT!” she screamed “Judgment…” she sighed and burst out laughing “I didn’t think you’d die so soon darling” she laughed walking over to him, hugging him and laughed even harder. “We must celebrate our reunion, don’t you think?” “Yes…most definitely” “Sadness bring us the wine…” “Right away…” he brought the wine and poured it into two glasses handing one to both of them “To our health…” Said Guilt “To our health” she repeated and drank it. Guilt drank after her.
Judgments glass dropped and broke into pieces; she started chocking “G-Guilt! You, I can’t believe you’d do this!” she fell to the ground chocking “Why not?” he said “we all have to die some day…some die sooner then others…” he stepped on her head, breaking her skull. “Now…to her monkey…” he walked out of his room.
“Hay! Hay Harlequin!! Get your behind over here!” he yelled as his voice echoed. “Y-how dare you kill my mistress?!” the Harlequin stared at Guilt with sheer anger “How dare she kill my Rosaline?! What on earth she could have done to her?! She wouldn’t hurt a fly!!” Guilt shouted as his body was giving of energy. The Harlequin backed up a bit “What?! Scared?? You should be!!” “What do you think you’re doing? Are you crazy?! If you kill me then—“ “Then what? Puppet, you’ll call the higher powers? You’re nothing on me!!” “Y-you’re mad…” “Remember what I said Harlequin “We are all mad here” and thus Guilt overtook the Harlequin burying him deep into the core of the earth, freezing him in. “There is no way back for you.” “Is it over?” asked Sadness “Yes, Sadness…it is all over now.” And thus Guilt achieved the highest status making him the ruler of the Illusion world. As for Sadness, he never left Guilt’s side.

Misericordia: Necdum

2009-01-29T05:54:00.000-08:00

The harlequin laughed as he saw the girl die. Guilt glanced at the orb which showed everything. “It’s not like I’m enjoying seeing children die Harlequin, it is my job, my purpose if you will.” Said Guilt, with his soft, beautiful but toneless voice. “But you are damn good at it!” the Harlequin kept laughing insanely. “You who can kill with only a look, you, who possesses these incredible powers! How can you not enjoy these miserable human beings?! They make me sick!” The Harlequin rambled on. “I was a human once…” Said Guilt, the Harlequin ceased its laughter.
Guilt turned and walked out of the room not saying a word more. He came to the big table and sat behind it. “Sadness…” he called “Sadness!!” he called again, this time loudly. He came running in and kneeling. “Yes my master!” he said loudly. “Pour me some of the wine.” Said guilt putting a hand up and covering the mask he wore. “Yes master.” Said Sadness and did as he told him. “Why do you wear that mask master?” Sadness asked. Guilt moved the hand away taking the glass with the wine and sipping a bit of the blood red liquid. Then Guilt’s hand moved closer to the mask that only covered a part of his face and eyes and took it off, and he then slowly put it on the table. He then leaned back in his chair. He moved his long white hair away from his gorgeous face. “Am I to your liking Sadness?” he asked with a bit of sarcasm. “You are beautiful master.” He bowed. Guilt retrieved the mask and put it back on. He drank the rest of his wine. “You may leave now Sadness…” he signaled him off. “Yes master.” Sadness nodded and left. Guilt sighed closing his eyes.
Judgment came in slowly and quietly sat in front of Guilt, he of cores didn’t see her. “So what’s eating you Guilt?” She said finally. “Nothing is eating me” he said simply. “Oh, please, don’t give me that crap again, you, who usually is so cold hearted and emotionless feel sorry for that human girl?” She laughed “It is the fact that she hasn’t done anything wrong to anyone, I can still remember how her little hands trembled in fear; I just think it is unfair.” He reached for the wine and poured himself some more. “Why all of a sudden?” asked Judgment. He shrugged his shoulders. She grinned all of a sudden. “Were you not a human once?” He nodded slowly “Yes I was in fact a human a long time ago, why you ask? You thing just because I was a human I pity them? You are mistaken.” He said coldly. She laughed again. “You should stop denying it Guilt, it’ll turn against you.” He looked up all of a sudden.
“What do you want anyway?” he said. “Lighten up, will you.” She laughed. “I was just checking on you, since Harlequin told me you’ve been acting differently lately.” “And your point being?” he retorted. She laughed again. “I have another one for you, you’ll like her.” She laughed pulling out an orb and setting it on the table, it lit up and an image of a girl reflected on the opposite sides of the orb. Guilt looked at the girl. “And?” She grinned. “You don’t know her, do you?” Guilt was getting aggravated. “Do you want me to bring her in or something?” his tone was angrier. “Yes…I do” she laughed. He sighed “Tell me her location then.” His voice calmer then before. “134 makers Boulevard.” “Thank you.” He said standing up and walking back to his room. “Good luck!” she yelled. Guilt closed the door behind him.
He walked towards a tall mirror that he covered up with a dark red piece of cloth. He reached out and uncovered the dark mirror. The cloth fell to the ground. He put his arm up horizontally. And the glass mirror lit up. Showing him the image of the girl. “Hmm.” said Guilt scrutinizing the girl. Judgment came into his room. “Well?” she laughed. “Does she look familiar?” “Who is she Judgment?! Who is she?!” he shouted his voice echoed throughout his room. “She’s your wife.” She said simply. “My wife?!” he was furious. “From when you were still a human! Calm down Guilt!” he sighed. “Why are you hunting her down any ways?” he asked solemnly “No reason.” She laughed. He looked at the women’s face, she was young, vivid blue eyes and flowing blond hair, lips as red and soft as rose petals, she was thin and wore a white gown. “Rosaline…” he said “Is that not her name?” Judgment nodded. “Hmm.” “Now don’t try anything stupid Guilt, you’ll get yourself killed and I don’t feel like looking for someone else to do your job.” Her red lips morphed into a grin. “I’ll look for her.” Said Guilt. “Good.” She said as he walked out of his room.
And walked in a long hallway until he got to a tall door and opened it. He was transported to her apartment. He watched her quietly. She was asleep; he walked about her room looking around, curiously, looking at photographs. He walked up to the mirror and took out a photograph that was placed between the wood and the glass, his eyes widened as he recognized himself, he took his mask off and put it on the table, he scrutinized the image. She turned and saw him. “Holly virgin! Gabriel!” He turned around quickly, startled “This must be a dream! You died! You died eight years ago!” She stared at him frightened. He stared back at her overtaken by long lost memories. “Gabriel, say something…is that truly you?” She said. “Yes…” He said almost in a whisper. “Gabriel…” She smiled. “Come closer.” He took the mask off the table, walking over to her and sitting on the bed beside her. She reached out and stroke his face “You’ve changed…” He didn’t say a word. She smiled. “You don’t remember, do you?” Her hand fell on the pillow. “I cannot remember, everything seems to be in a blur.” His voice sounded solemn. “You are no longer human?” “I am afraid it is so.” She fell silent. “I am sorry if I am hurting you by telling you this.” “It’s alright…besides you are not the same Gabriel I remember.” She said solemnly. He was quiet. “Why did you come back?” She asked all of a sudden. His eyes widened. “I…must do something…for a certain someone.” “Is that so?” Guilt lowered his head. “I understand.” She smiled. He looked at her with his pale eyes, trying to remember his past life. She reached out for his face, stroking it gently. He looked into her eyes. She blushed a little, her arms wrapping around his shoulders and she smiled. He turned his body to fully face her. “I missed you.” She said sitting up a bit. “I cannot remember my past…but I do remember your face, I cannot tell from where exactly, but, I do.” “Oh, Gabriel.” “Rosaline…” “You…remember my name?” “Yes…your face and name but that is all I remember.” She sat up fully, leaning her head on his chest. “I missed you…” she said quietly “even thought you don’t remember.” “I’m sorry Rosaline…” “Don’t apologize, it’s not your fault.” She looked up at him and kissed his lips. “I’m just glad to see that you are alive.” “I am not a living creature Rosaline…” “I still love you thought.” “Forgive me Rosaline, I must go now.” He leaned in; he lifted her chin up, kissing her lips gently. Rosaline kissed him back. He let go of the kiss slowly. “Please stay longer…” “I will be back soon.” He walked back to the mirror and slowly disappeared.
“Well, did you find everything out?” Asked Judgment. He nodded “Good, good.” She laughed. “Next time, we finish her up.” “What do you mean?” He asked. “Next time I’m going with you, I want to see you work your magic for once.” She smiled, pressing her index finger on his chest. He looked at her stunned. “What’s going on with you lately? You’re acting very strangely.” “I’m acting as usual.” He retorted. “No, you talk too much lately, usually, I barely get you to talk, what are you hiding from me?!” She was getting angrier by the moment. “I have nothing to hide from you.” He said in his casual but toneless voice. “Hmm…alright then, but if you told me a lie Guilt, you pay with your life.” She laughed and left his room. He sat on his bed sighed, taking off the mask and rubbing his eyes. Sadness knocked at his door. “Yes?!” “Master…you seam different…are you feeling ill?” “I feel fine.” He said putting the mask back on. Sadness came in with a bottle of wine, pouring it into a tall glass and handing it to him. Guilt smiled “Thank you.” He sipped the wine. Sadness bowed his head. “Did you want something Sadness?” Asked Guilt. “No master, I was just concerned about you.” Guilt put the tall glass on a little glass table, then he was silent for a moment. “Master?” Asked Sadness. “Do you know what Sadness?” He straightened up a bit “You are no longer under my control…” “Master?!” “In other words, I release you Sadness; you are now free of my grasp.” “But why?! Are you replacing me master?!” Guilt shook his head slowly. “No, I won’t be needing you anymore, or anyone.” He said slowly. “What are you planning on doing then?!” Guilt grinned “You’ll see, in time…you may go now Sadness.” Sadness left. Guilt sighed, getting up and walking out of his room.
“Guilt!” Judgment called to him. He turned. “Are you ready?” “Yes…” he said casually. “Let’s go then.” They were transported to Rosaline’s home. Rosaline was asleep in her bed, hugging a pillow. “Do your thing Guilt, whatever it is that you do to them.” He put his hand up making the room disappear. Rosaline woke up “Gabriel?” she said weakly “What are you doing back here so soon?” He just looked at her. “What’s going on?” She looked around “Gabriel…Gabriel! Please stop…please I beg of you!” She screamed in terror. “I have to…it’s my job, I’m sorry Rosaline…” the place started to whirl, Rosaline screamed. “Stop toying with her and finish her up Guilt!” the room kept whirling; Rosaline still screamed her lungs out.
“I’ll do it myself if you don’t, move!” Judgment screamed and prepared to blow her mind away. “No!” he screamed, shielding Rosaline with his body, taking in the powerful blow. “Guilt! You fool! You will now die!” “Gabriel?” she crawled towards him, putting his head in her lap and removed the mask from his face. “Gabriel…speak to me…” Her eyes were full of tears. “Don’t cry for me Rosaline…I’m not worth your tears.” She caressed his face “Shh…don’t speak such things.” “It’s true…I’m sorry…Rosaline…I love you…I always have and always will…Please…Please forgive me…, I never wanted it to end up like this…for you…forgive me Rosaline, but I must die for you to live…let it be a farewell and not a goodbye…” He said as his eyes closed “After all…we are truly all mad here…”
Inspired by: Alice in Wonderland by: L. Carroll
With the help of: Not getting enough sleep, Coffee, Tiredness, Malice Mizer and their Gothic music, most importantly, my muse, ThePhantomOfGuilt a good friend and his saying “We are all mad here”, and the Mad Hatter! Mostly based on him (Guilt’s character) and everyone else I forgot.

Misericordia

2009-01-29T05:51:00.000-08:00

It was an evening in which Ameline was home alone. She was reading a letter from her brother who lived far away. She heard something all of a sudden then turned her head; there was not a soul present. She looked at the mirror and saw nothing there. She put the letter down and walked closer, examining the mirror carefully. A hand popped out of the mirror, it was a gloved hand of a man or so it seamed, the glove was white as snow and he waited for Ameline to give him her hand. Ameline hesitated at first but took the man’s hand. Immediately, she was transported into another dimension.
A strange place it was. She looked around. The man stood still, he was tall, very skinny, he had long white hair, and his face was covered with a white porcelain mask. He wore a dress suit a cape and black leather boots, he was dressed in black from head to foot. “Who are you?” Asked Ameline a bit startled by the mans appearance. “I am what you call Guilt.” He spoke with a toneless voice “You must come with me now.” Said guilt, offering her his gloved hand. Ameline took his hand and followed him, not speaking a word more.
Ameline looked around the man took her to a strange place, it seamed as if they were walking in space, for there were no floors, walls or even a ceiling. She started noticing a figure following them. “What…who is that guilt?” “That?” he said “That is the Harlequin, he means no harm.” His voice still toneless. “Where are you taking me?” She asked terrified. “No where, were no one will harm you.” He said. She gulped and followed him with no more questionings. They walked and walked until they got to a huge table that stretched to infinity.
Four people were sitting at the table. A woman, a child, and another man (sadness) and then the harlequin. “You finally came guilt, and you have brought the girl.” The woman’s voice echoed throughout the space. That made Ameline gasp. Guilt sat behind the table “She’s here as you ordered me to bring her.” Said guilt, his servant laid at his feet, wanting to be caressed. Ameline was shocked. The woman spoke again “Child.” Her voice echoed “Do you know why you are here?!” you are here…you are here... “No me’ am.” She answered frightened nearly to death. “She is mad!” said the harlequin and the child repeated “Mad, mad, mad” Ameline let out an excruciating scream. “There there Ameline.” Said sadness. “We are all mad here.” Said the Phantom. Judgments voice echoed “Mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad, mad…” Ameline Opened her eyes and looked around, she found herself in her home, but she thought it was another dream, she looked at the dark street, she could not take it any longer, she rushed through the window and fell to her death, and the voices kept following her into her deadly waltz. “It was all in her mind.” Said guilt so coolly.

The Sun and The Moon

2009-01-26T08:53:00.000-08:00

There once lived two lovers, Apollo and Callisto, they lived in a far away land beyond the river or astral stars and the Milky Way. They met once a day in a field and spent time with each other. They sang songs, and partied most of the day. “Callisto, my dear, how lovely you look today.” “Why thank you my love, it is only for you I look good today.” She giggled and smiled at him. “Why just today? You look beautiful everyday.” He nodded at her and kissed her hand softly.
What the lovers didn’t know was that Hermes was assigned to spy on them from afar. He observed them silently watching their every move as his sandals flapped their tiny wings, holding up the messenger’s body weight. “I must not let myself be discovered.” He said to himself, hiding further in the bushes.
“Where would you like to go now love?” He asked Callisto as he looked at her with quite a smile. “Wherever you take me is fine, as long as I am with you.” She smiled and kissed his cheek. “Let’s go to the waterfall and bask in the waters.” He suggested to her with a smile. “Let’s.” she smiled and pulled him towards the waterfalls.
Meanwhile Hermes flew back to Lycaon (who was Callisto’s father.) “Sir, your daughter ran off with Apollo again.” He reported “They are headed to the waterfalls.” He said. Lycaon thought for a moment. “Bring him to me and I shall send him away for a few days, when he returns, I shall turn him into the Sun.” He nodded to Hermes and set him free to bring Apollo to him.
“Apollo! Apollo!” Hermes shouted coming closer to the two. “Lycaon wants to speak with you privately.” He said. “Thank you Hermes, I shall be there right away,” said Apollo as he got out of the water, standing up.
He walked towards the castle, as he saw Lycaon. “Did you want to see me sir?” “Yes indeed, I wanted to speak with you.” “What about sir?” he asked “Hades is having problems down below, and he needs someone to help him out, the journey will take a few weeks.” “But…why me?” He asked, bewildered. “You are perfect for the job that he has.” “Alright sir, I shall descend to the Underworld.” He said as he nodded and began to walk out. When he was out of sight Hermes appeared “Do you think your plan would work sir?” “I have no doubt of it.”
He walked back, looking for Callisto. “How did it go?” She asked him, tipping her head to the side curiously. “He sent me away; he told me Hades needed my help with some sort of problem.” He replied, still a bit confused on why he was chosen upon anyone else. “Well, maybe he thinks you can handle it better then anyone else, how long shall you be gone for?” she asked. “About three weeks dear.” He nodded to her, looking at her;” “Oh, but I shall miss you!” She looked at him sadly. “I shall try to be back as early as possible,” he said nodding and kissing her hand. She smiled softly “I beg you, be careful love.” “I shall dear, I promise.” He said to her and nodded “Until we see each other again, my love.” He smiled at her and left for is journey.
Apollo finally arrived after three weeks, he walked straight towards Hades. Hades looked up at him, and then after a long pause said, “What are you doing here?” “Did you not ask Lycaon for my help?” “Not at all…” He replied a bit surprised. “How…strange,” said Apollo. Not suspecting anything
After a few hours of dilly-dally Apollo began walking back up to the surface. Making his journey back to Lycaon’s castle. After a few weeks he finally came back to the surface. “Lycaon! You lied to me!” he shouted. “Indeed, I lied to you, you have no right being with my daughter, nor should you be allowed to see her, he said. As he lifted his hand swiftly, lightning surrounded his hand and began to circle around it. Apollo backed up a bit, unsure if he is going to kill him or turn him into something. “May I become the sun of the earth and you shall become damned Lycaon,” he uttered angrily.
“As you wish Apollo!” he shouted as he indeed turned him into the sun. “Father no!” yelled Callisto as she witnessed the happening. “May I become the moon that guides the brightly lit Sun.” She said turning herself into the moon.
‘Til this day we remember the two lovers. They continue their search for one another, yet they can never be together.

What if...?

2009-01-26T05:03:00.001-08:00

Waking up at midnight, it always is the same, When the sun sets, I roam the earth at night. Looking for victims, daily, well, NIGHTLY to be exact. When there is no sign of the morning coming, I walk around, or fly around, hide in the shadows, and watch people pass. If there is no one around, it is another meal-less night.
The worst time there could ever be for me is daytime. The sun burns my skin like acid. The sun cuts through like a razor; the sun is like fire, burning through the still dark sky. So I run into the darkness, like a rat, where darkness awaits me and embraces me. There is no other place I can go to except maybe a cave, if I’m lucky, but who can find a cave these days?
It’s not all fun and games, being like me you know. You can’t just walk out during the day and take a walk in a park, or go out to dinner with your friends. Your dinner, lunch, and breakfast run away from you most of the time. It’s pitiful really. You solely survive on blood and if you don’t have that blood, you weaken. If you don’t have blood in a week, you could be dead by that time.
You can’t have human friends because if you get very close with them or even become attached to them, you just watch them get old and eventually die. You yourself live forever. It can be a very lonely life. That is why we seek companionship with others like us; it is easier for us to relate, and we do not watch each other die.
It isn’t like we hate humans. So we suck their blood; we thrive on that blood. Another reason we avoid physical contact with humans is we are tempted to drink their blood. It is only for their safety really, that we don’t show up on our human friends’ door step, We’d like to come in, but we avoid that because once we do, we can enter and leave freely. And that can’t be good for the most part, so we keep away from them.
At times we do need someone with us though, human most likely; After all, we have feelings and desires humans have. Sometimes we talk other times, well…let us not talk about that. Some humans strive to be like us. Imitate us, which is foolish. They only see the “good” sides; they only see us as perfect immortal beings, who cannot die, who are cold and pleasant for the most part.
But we really are monsters. Some of us despise being the way we are. We really want to be anything but what we are. We deprive ourselves of blood until we are on the verge of death until they perish as we are. Some find human companions and try to live with them; they do not hide the fact that they are what they are.
We avoid mirrors, at all costs; we cannot look at each other in the mirror and see what we look like. We can’t or we won’t. How can you live with yourself and know you deprive someone of blood? That you might have killed the person or be the cause of his death? We don’t like to see our truth
It happens many times really. Those who drink blood recklessly from their human donors find out very late if their human donor or lover is very sick, and apologies won’t do. Nothing can really save us from ourselves. And thus, we roam the earth for more and more victims until humanity can no longer exist.
At the end, when we had enough of this world, when we had seen enough of what humans can do to us, we decide to end it right there. So before dawn, we go out, waiting for the sun to rise, A lot of thoughts go through a vampire’s mind when they are about to die.(Generally speaking) It isn’t like human death where the soul remains. You completely and utterly perish from the earth.
And thus, that is the end of a vampire. If I were a vampire, I’d try to identify myself with one or try to be more friendly with one, not just because I like them but because I respect them as individuals, the kind of individuals that are a lot more stronger, more intelligent and wiser then us and thus they demand respect.

~Alex and Kyoko~

2009-01-25T14:27:00.000-08:00

I woke up at 3:30 that day; it was sunny and bright just like any other day around here. I took a shower and brushed my teeth. I went to the kitchen and realized that the fridge was empty, not even a lousy piece of bread, so I went down to the small grocery store that I always go to, the food is fresh and cheap there and money is a problem for me. I bought some bread, milk, butter, orange juice and some regular drinkable water. Kyoko was the cashier that day. “Ohayo Alex-san”, she said to me with a pleasant smile. “Ohayo Kyoko-san”, I replied to her with the little Japanese I know. She just giggled and said, “You learn pretty fast Alex-san”. I just smiled at her. She gave me my groceries and I was about to go out when she yelled, “Have a nice day Alex-san!” I turned around and said “you too Kyoko”. She blushed a little and I went home. It’s Saturday and I don’t have work so it’s kind of boring sitting home all day in an almost empty apartment, so I went out to the balcony and just sat there for a while thinking about everything. Then I saw Kyoko again, she was passing by my building but she didn’t notice me, so I called to her, “Kyoko” She lift her head up and looked around for me. “Up here”, I said again and this time she saw me. She waved to me and I waved back. “Wanna come up?” I asked. She nodded “Wait there, I’ll be down in a second”, I called and I went down the stairs since I live on the third floor of a five story building. When I got down, I went towards her. She looked at me with a smile. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder gently and led her to the building “Does that bother you?” I asked. “No” she said “Just checking, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable” I said to her. She giggled and kissed me on the cheek. I smiled at her and she leaned her head on my shoulder. We went up the stairs. “What floor do you live on?” she asked me. “The third floor” I answered simply. “I live on the 5th floor of a twelve story building” she replied. “I hope you have an elevator in yours,” I said. “Yes we do have an elevator” she nodded “Well, that’s good, I can’t imagine how hard it would be for a person to go up all those sets of stairs” I said. She laughed a little, “I didn’t know you were lazy Alex-san”. “I’m not lazy I just don’t want to walk up that many stairs” she laughed. I opened the door to my apartment “Go in” I said. She entered and looked around. “Do you like my half empty apartment?” I said closing the door “No wonder you’re so lonely lately” Kyoko said. “What do you mean?” I asked her. “You seem so distant…” she looked at me sadly, “I’ve been fine, really, that’s just the way I am” I said. She shook her head “you mustn’t be like that, you can always call me you know, and I’d love to talk to you more”. I smiled, “that would be nice” she hugged me and I hugged her too. “Alex-san, come to my house now, I want to show it to you” she said. “Alright, let’s go” I answered. We went out of the half empty apartment and went out to the street. She held me by my wrist and we were walking for quite a while until we got to a twelve story building. “Oka-san!” she yelled. Her mother came to the balcony and waved to Kyoko. “This is my mamma, her name is Haruko Aya” she smiled. “Your last name is Aya?” I asked. “Yes” she replied “I never got your last name Alex-san”. I grinned “I’m sorry my name is Alex Amaya” “night rain.” “What?” I asked. “Amaya means night rain in Japanese” “Shall we go up to your apartment?” I asked. “Oh yes, gomen-nasaii Alex-san” “no need to apologize” we went into the elevator I leaned on the wall as she dialed the number and just stood there. “Hold the door!!” “Hold the door!!” some one yelled. She did, five more people came in. she pressed against me from behind, “I’m sorry if you’re uncomfortable.” “It’s alright,” I said nervously. We finally got out from the crowded elevator, I noticed she was blushing a little. Kyoko knocked on the door, her mother opened the door and we both went in their small apartment. It was very bright and warm in their apartment. “Well, come in Alex-san” she giggled. I went into the living room. “You have a very nice apartment,” I said to her. She smiled and said, “domo-arigato.” “You’re welcome” I answered. “How about some warm tea Alex-san?” Kyoko asked me. “Sure thing”, I said. “What kind would you like?” she asked with her cute accent. “Regular green tea if you have it, if you don’t whatever you give me would be nice” I said. “Okay” she replied. I sat down on the couch and waited for her and her mother to join me. “Here’s the tea Alex-san” “Thank you Kyoko”, she put it on the little coffee table and poured the tea into the cups “Here you go Alex-san.” “Thank you” I said. Her mom came in “Would you like a piece of cake Alex-san?” “No thank you, I am not very hungry.” “Are you sure, strawberry cake, your favorite” she smiled. “Umm…alright, just a little piece” she laughed. “Alright a little piece”, “Thank you very much” I said. Kyoko was quiet and just looked at her cup. “Is something wrong Kyoko?” she didn’t reply. I took her hand in mine, “Hmm?” she looked at me, “What’s wrong Kyoko?” “Nothing Alex-san, everything is fine” she said sadly, “Are you sure?” I said suspiciously. “Yes Alex-san,” she sighed. I rubbed her hand gently, but she snatched it away. I drank some of my tea “Where is your mother Kyoko?” I asked politely “down at the bakery, buying the strawberry cake,” “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t want to cause the trouble, I’ll leave right now, I’m sorry again” I stood up. She grabbed me by my wrist, I turned around. “Please don’t go” she said with tears in her eyes. I immediately sat down next to her. She started crying. I wrapped my arm around her and she leaned her head on my chest, I held her close to me “Sssh, I’m here now, don’t cry.” She calmed down a bit. “Now what’s wrong, you know you can tell me anything,” She sobbed. I patted her head gently. “Ssh, its okay.” She clutched to me “What’s wrong, Kyoko?” I kept comforting her. “My father is going to be home soon” she finally said. “Tell me about it Kyoko, does he hurt you?” I said quietly to her, I was still patting her gently. She nodded her head slightly “Does he hit you?” I asked solemnly. “Yes” she said with a sob. “Sssh, it’s going to be fine, I promise” she looked up at me with her beautiful eyes. I smiled at her and she clutched me tightly. I closed my eyes for a moment and she kissed me on the lips gently. I felt my heart beating faster. She let go of the kiss slowly. I looked at her for a few seconds, then we heard a key turning in the door, we both exchanged looks. Her mother came in with the strawberry cake. We both sighed with relief. “Is everything alright?” said Haruko as she looked at both of us, “Everything is fine” I smiled and said. “Good, Are you up for some cake still?” Haruko said “Yes, a little piece wouldn’t hurt” I replied. We ate a bit then I came back home. I don’t remember how long I’ve been home alone, two weeks…three weeks… maybe four or five weeks but things started to change rather rapidly around my neighborhood. People started businesses, people moved away, new people came, and then old people left, everything started to run in a different direction. and yet no one knows where he or she is going. Just the other day a guy almost ran me over, he said he didn’t see me yet I was in front of his face. He looked as if he was hurrying somewhere and didn’t care who or what he may hit on his way. What has the world come to, I was on my way to the store, I needed some food again. Haruko was the cashier today. I got some bread, some cereal, milk and some fruits. Surprisingly I was the only customer that day. I came up to her and started unloading my things. “How are you today Alex-san?” I looked up “Oh, I’m fine, how about you Haruko-san?” “I am very good, but Kyoko isn’t.” “What happened to her?” “She is pregnant by some guy I don’t even know; it is very strange” “How and when did this happen?” “A few weeks ago Alex-san. About how-” “I interrupted her, “Is she alright?” “Yes, she is fine Alex-san” “Thank you Haruko-san.” “Your welcome Alex-san” I paid the bill and walked out. It was a pretty strange day, there was a strange wind, a wind I never felt before a ‘wind of change’ if you will, I wasn’t sure where it came or how it got here but I felt it. I felt that it would change things in my life very soon. I felt like I was drowning in a fake reality. A world of some child’s imagination perhaps. I was right about moving to this place. The time does not stay here it actually passes here, so I decided to go with it, to give into that feeling. A week has passed since that day I haven’t heard from Kyoko or Haruko since then. No news, no letters, no phone calls, no nothing it’s like they’ve disappeared. I walked outside to escape my own apartment for a while. I walked through a park, then I passed Kyoko’s house. I looked at it and kept walking. I was walking and thinking until I heard a familiar voice, I turned my head and saw Haruko talking to a man. She didn’t see me but I was looking at her at that moment, she seemed to enjoy the conversation with the man. I kept watching them in silence until the man went his way. To think of it now, I never did see his face. Then Haruko saw me, she waved for me to come over so I did. I walked slowly since I didn’t know what to expect from her. “Were you watching me for a long time Alex-san?” she asked with a friendly voice. “No, not really” I replied. “To tell you the truth, I can’t even stand him, Alex-san” she said. “Who?” I asked. “That guy?” “ Yes, Alex-san, he has been very rude to Kyoko, and he is the one who got her pregnant, I just don’t know what to do anymore Alex-san” she sighed deeply then went her way. I followed the guy from behind. All I knew about him was his name, Neil and he worked in a gas station. I guess he didn’t notice me at the time but quietly and slowly I followed him by foot. I finally went up closer to the guy, I guess he was too busy thinking, but I walked right up next to him. I didn’t look at his face. He finally tilted his head to the side and saw me, he was startled because he didn’t notice me earlier. “Relax” I said. “I just want to talk to you.” We both stopped, “Who are you?” he asked still in a startled voice. “My name is Alex Amaya” “Aren’t you Kyoko’s friend?” he asked, “If you can call it that” I answered with a grin. “She’s pregnant by you, you know. Are you gonna be a man and take responsibility?” “Hey listen here! I didn’t want this to happen OK, I didn’t know man, I didn’t!” “I see…” I was silent and now I knew what Haruko meant by not knowing what to do. I sighed “Alright then, I won’t bother you again about this or anything else.” Slowly, I started walking away from him thinking of Kyoko and wondering what to do. I guess there wasn’t much to do about it then, or at least I thought that way back then. And then I got a phone call that changed my life forever. I was told that Kyoko was pushed down the stairs by her father, the Yakuza leader; just because he found out she was pregnant. It was horrible…I felt terrible. She was always kind and sweet to me, she was the type of person who you feel safe with, the type of person you like to be with, she was a very kind girl and I loved her for that. Anyway I went to the hospital to check up on her; she was fine thank goodness. We talked and then I went home, making sure she was fine and checking to see if she needed anything. As I was walking home I felt that someone was watching me and following me. I grew paranoid, I looked over my shoulder; I didn’t see anyone but the feeling remained. “Hmm” I thought, then kept walking. Then someone hit me on the back, I passed out. Later I found out it was a Kendo stick. I woke up in some shack, tied up to a chair. I panicked at first but then I looked around, no one was there. I was in a lot of pain and I realized that my body was beaten, but not too badly. I tried to cut the rope by rubbing the rope against the edge of the chair, which worked after 15 minutes. My arms were pretty sore and the joints too. I stood up and walked to the door, checking to see if anyone was there. The area was clear so I got out of there as fast as I could. I was walking back to the hospital, just to hang out with Kyoko and maybe have a nice conversation with her. I walked up the stairs to her room and knocked on the door. There was no answer. I went in anyway. She was asleep. I grinned and came in slowly and silently, and I sat in a chair next to her bed. Just looking at her, it must have been an hour or two. I don’t remember exactly…she woke up and looked at me with teary eyes since she just woke up. “Alex” she said “What happened to you?” “I had a little accident, don’t worry about it,” I smiled. “Awww poor Alex” she said. “I think you should take care of your wounds,” “I’ll be fine, don’t worry Kyoko” I replied. She smiled shyly. I smiled back at her. “Alex ummm… I wanted to tell you something,” she blushed as she spoke. “I’m listening Kyoko” I said softly. “I…” “she began “I love you Alex, I always have.” I smiled at her. “I thought I knew everything about you Kyoko, and now this.” I laughed slightly, “You’ve surprised me, and I’m not quite sure how to react.” I got a bit nervous. She laughed a bit, “It’s alright, I feel a bit awkward myself, but do you Alex…do you love me as I love you?” “I guess I do Kyoko, I guess I do” I said to her honestly. “That makes me happy” she smiled. She held my hand. I tightened my hand on hers and we sat there, holding hands for a little while. I could tell she felt safe with me at that moment. I walked home alone that night. It was dark, but I knew where I was going. I crossed the street and went up to my building. I went to bed at about 2:30AM and I woke up at 12:20 the next afternoon, I was pretty tired, but I was very hungry. I got some money and went downtown; I wanted ramen pretty badly for some reason. I ended up at a nice looking ramen stand and ordered some ramen. I didn’t usually go out to eat; I don’t order food either, I was just trying to stay healthy. Anyway I sit there and wait for the ramen as I see a black Mercedes parked a few meters from me, I thought I had seen a male silhouette I couldn’t really tell the glass was too dark, I guess someone kept an eye on me. I got my ramen finally and began eating. When I was done I paid and started walking back, the black Mercedes followed “damn” I thought, I tried to escape it but I failed. I tried to outsmart it but I guess who ever drove after me knew what I was about to do, the Mercedes drove away in my house’s direction “now I’ve done it” I thought. For some reason I needed to go back home, it was like an urge, I knew what to expect but I still went there, oh poor stupid Alex why did you go home if you knew what to expect? You probably think, I can tell by the look on your face. And my answer to you is that I really don’t know. I started walking slowly towards my house, I was thinking. Perhaps it will sound masochistic, but I was sort of looking foreword to it, I knew if I took it that day that they will let me be. When I finally got home the Mercedes was parked right outside where I could see it out of my balcony. I guess her father phoned hi’s man while I was walking up the stairs, I was pretty scared to tell you the truth, but I kept going. I could hear their voices and my heart was pumping faster there were about 50 men in there waiting for me. I entered my home terrified, 5 men jumped on me at once seizing me by my arms and legs as the others were beating the living hell out of me. When they were done I was still conscious when one of the men walked to my balcony and gave the Mercedes a sign I understood who was in it. You didn’t hear this from me but I know someone who knows someone who knows someone who knows her dad and actually does business with him “the white shark” Hisao Hiroshi and the guy was on the phone with him at the same time as I got beaten, so basically he was doing business in the black Mercedes. The guy told me that he was selling a dozen packages of heroin, he’ll sell them for about 44.3 million yen (about 403,000 dollars), that’s how he was killing time while they were beating me when they all left I passed out. I must have been unconscious for 3 or 4 days after that incident. I wasn’t seen in the little store for a while and kyoko probably worried about me, well she came to my house and saw the door wide open so she knew something was wrong because I never leave my door wide open I was laying in the door way I was bloody and unconscious. She came up to me and turned me around, I ended up in a hospital for a long while, 9 months to be exact, interesting isn’t it? Fate is a fascinating thing. After I signed out of the hospital a nurse came up to me “Alex amaya?” she asked “Yes I am” “kyoko aya’s friend?” “Yes” “can I speak to you for a moment?” “Of Corse” then she told me what happened and how long I wasn’t around, kyoko gave birth to a girl Alexandra, she was named after me, kyoko died while giving birth to her, I was devastated by the news. After I got out I went to visit haruko and the child, I felt it was my duty to take care of the little girl since I knew kyoko and the little girl needed a father figure and since no one else will do it I decided to take responsibility. That is until 5 months later the police visited my house because they thought I was involved with “the white shark” in the white powder business which of Corse I had nothing to do with in the first place as I told you before “the white shark” framed me and as you know I ended up in jail and now were here and I told you the story of the girl I truly loved, it’s up to you detective to tell the judge and prove me innocent or leave me here to rot in jail.

Kamijo

2009-01-25T12:42:00.000-08:00

K a m i j o“Kamijo…the man I despise most…is trying to take my bride away from me, but I am not giving up without a fight.” Those were the words of Lester Garnet after he found out that his beloved bride was in love with the one named ‘Kamijo’. He looked up from his table that he kept glaring at during the whole time; just to see his beloved Jane stand next to him with a cup of tea in her hands. “Here you go dear.” She smiled as she handed him the tea. “Thank you darling.” He smiled softly at her, letting her sit next to him on the sofa. She sat next to him and smiled, caressing his hair softly. He took her hand in his and started kissing it softly. She blushed softly, placing her palms on his cheeks. He gazed into her eyes as their lips entwined together. She pulled away slowly “Lester…please…wait until the wedding.” “I am, but it is very difficult with lips as sweet as yours.” He grinned lightly at her, kissing her hand again. She blushed at his words and sat back a bit. As he let go of her hands he looked at her for a little while thinking if he should tell her or not. “What is wrong Lester? You look a bit pale dear, is anything wrong?” She held his cheeks a little, leaning his head on her bosom and played with his hair a bit. “No, everything is fine Jane, my dear.” “You don’t look like you’re fine Lester darling…” She kissed his head, leaning her head on his. “I am just thinking Jane dear, nothing more.” He hugged her softly. “Still, you look sickly dear…” She stroked his head softly. “Maybe it is a cold or something…I do not feel sick thought…” He said stroking her cheek gently. She checked his temperature by pressing her lips on his forehead. “No dear, you seam fine…, maybe you should rest a little.” “I shall be fine Jane darling, do not worry.” “If you say so dear.” She kissed his forehead and sighed softly, walking out of the room.“She keeps acting like nothing happened still…how truly disappointing.” He laid back on the sofa, staring at the white ceiling as it began to rain outside. He closed his eyes, listening to the rain drops land on the window sill. There was a knock on his door. “Yes?” He asked not getting up from the sofa. “There is a letter to the mistress, sir.” “Give it to me immediately!” He shouted at the butler as the poor butler gave him the small letter with the bouquet of flowers. “My dear Jenny, I am looking forward to the Ball and to meet you and your future husband, please accept this token of thanks for inviting me. Love always”Kamijo He finished reading the little note as he gave it back to the butler. “Take it to her room, and do not say a word about this.” The butler nodded and left the room to give Lady Jane her flowers. “So she invited him to the ball that’ll take place tomorrow…how fortunate for me to confront the man.” He grinned to himself. Jane knocked on the door “Come in darling, I am not busy.” She entered the room again. “I am glad to see that you are better dear, I invited a friend that I’d like you to meet, is that alright with you darling?” She turned to face him as she spoke. “Oh, of cores darling, I have no problem with your friend being here.” He smiled at her. “Thank you dear.” She smiled, placing a kiss on his lips. “Anything for my dear sweet Jane.” He said leaning back a bit, as he spoke. “What are you planning on wearing for tomorrows Ball?” “Oh, I don’t know dear…I haven’t decided yet…maybe that beautiful red Gown you bought me for our engagement.” “You’ll look lovely in it darling, you’ll look lovely in anything.” She smiled at him nodding to him. “I shall wear it then.” “Good, that’ll be lovely.” “What about you?” “Me? Oh…I was thinking of wearing my suit, the dressier one.” “Oh…” “Yes, is it not to your liking?” “Oh, no, no, it is a beautiful suit, I was just thinking.” “Of what?” “Of no one…” “Oh?” “Yes, of no one, just thinking of how you would look in It.” she smiled at him and turned around, brushing her long brown hair. “Alright, if you say so, my lovely bride.” She did not reply to him. He walked over to her, putting his hands on her shoulders, kissing her cheek softly. “I shall retire to bed now, it is quite late.” He said. “Good night.” He said to her as he hoped to hear an answer. “Good night dear.” She said with a smile.He smiled softly as he walked into their bedroom, he put on his sleeping attire and got into bed, turning to his side and putting out the candle on his side of the bed. After a few hours she came into their room, dressed in her night gown, she got into the bed slowly, trying not to wake him up, she put out her candle and laid on her back, closing her eyes and soon fell asleep. He moved a bit close to her as she slept, laying next to her and closed his eyes. She opened her eyes as she moved closer to him, smiling softly. She stroke his hair very gently, and kissed his forehead, hugging him softly and fell asleep. Lester woke up early in the morning and got dressed after taking a shower and walked into the dining room, waiting for the meal to be prepared. A few minutes later Jane walked down as well. “Good morning dear.” She smiled at him. “Good morning Jane, how did you sleep?” “I slept well, thank you dear.” “That is good.” He smiled at her, helping her down from the stairs. “Thank you dear.” He nodded as he pulled out a chair from underneath the table and let her sit on it, then moved it in a little, he then sat back down on the chair he had been sitting on. She smiled at him. “How long have you been waiting for the meal dear?” “Not a lot of time, just a few minutes.” He nodded sipping some of his wine. “How much time do they need to prepare a meal for two?” She grumbled. “So…what exactly does your friend look like dear?” He asked her with a slight grin to himself, so he could spot the man when he needed to. “Well, Kamijo is tall he has blue eyes and long brown hair…” She said “Any birth marks or ways I’ll recognize him? If I get to him first.” He asked “He’s eyes look like vampire eyes, I know it sounds silly dear but he does.” She laughed softly as she said it. “Ah…” He responded as he sat back a bit, thinking of a plan to get him. “Is something wrong dear?” she asked. “No, just thinking of things…” “Alright then…” He smiled at her softly as the servants came in with the food. “Finally!” he said loudly “Sorry sir, we had to prepare food for the—” “Silence!” They nodded and left. “Honey, don’t be so cruel to them, they try and finish everything for the ball, they’ve been working day and night, please consider giving them a break.” He sighed softly. “I’m sorry darling, I’m just hungry that is all, I shall give them a break after the ball is over.” He nodded to her softly. “I know you’ve been working hard, dear, and that you are very worn out and tired, but still.” “I know darling, I am sorry…” She smiled softly “It’s alright…” she smiled, kissing his cheek softly. He smiled softly at her as they began eating. “Oh, by the way, I am leaving for a business trip today; I shall be back just in time for the ball.” “Oh…honey…is it that important?” “Yes my dear, I’m afraid I cannot delay it any longer, if I will, I will loose my shares.” He sighed. “Oh that is really a shame dear…” “I know, but I’ll be back thought.” He smiled, whipping his mouth with a napkin. “But still…” The servants came and took away the dishes as they finished eating. “I know I’ll try to be back a bit earlier…” he nodded. “Please try to.” She smiled at him. He got up from the table, going to his room and getting in his riding attire, walking out of his room and putt his riding boots on. “Be careful dear.” “I will darling.” He smiled at her as he walked out to the stables. “Hay you!” he exclaimed. The stable boy woke up. “Yes sir?” “If anyone asks I’m out on a business trip.” “Yes sir.” The boy nodded, bringing Lester his favorite horse. “Hmm…” “Is something wrong sir?” “No, no, just thinking.” Lester got on his horse “YA.” He shouted as the horse galloped of into the distance.He had already figured out a plan, that’s why he had to leave; there was no real business trip. He had gone to a sharp-shooter that lived in the forests of the land. He rode for hours on end, until he got to the little wooden house. “François! François! Get up already!” The man got out of his house “Yes Sir Lester? Is there anything I can do for you?” “Yes, you can.” “How so sir?” “I want you to shoot and kill a man named kamijo.” “Ah…the famous Kamijo…” “Yes, I have personal issues with him.” “I see sir, it shall be done.” As the man bowed to Lester and walked into his own house. “My plan will work…definitely.” He grinned to himself as he rode off into the distance. He rode through the forest for a while as he was getting closer to his estate. “Ah, home finally…” He laughed as he stopped the horse and jumped down from it. Leading the horse back to the stables. “Back so soon sir?” “Yes, did anyone ask for me.?” “No, sir, no one asked.” “Good, that is good.” The boy led the horse it its place. Lester walked into his estate. “Lester!” Jane shouted as she was happy to see him come earlier then expected. “Oh Lester! You are back very early.” She said smiling and hugged him “Yes, the meeting was not as important after all dear.” He smiled at her. “Well, come in, come in, the ball hasn’t remotely started yet.” “I know dear.” He walked to his room. Getting dressed in his normal attire, he walked out and sat in his chair, resting from the trip. “Can I get you anything dear?” “No, I shall be alright darling, thank you.” She smiled and walked off to prepare her gown. “All I need to do now is wait…wait as Françoise will arrive at his position and that Kamijo to arrive as well…it’ll definitely look like an accident.” He grinned to himself and sipped a victorious glass of wine. He sat the glass back down as he looked out of the window and into his green fields. A beautiful place it was, green oak trees, weeping willows, and chestnut trees surrounded the areas of his estate, he had grown to love his fields of green. As he sat there pondering Jane walked into the living room unnoticed by him. She just looked at him for a few brief moments before he turned his head to face her. “Oh, Jane, how long were you standing there?” “Oh, just a few minutes, you were busy? I’m sorry to disturb you that way dear.” “No, no, I was just looking at the view from the window, sit with me Jane.” She smiled softly at him and sat next to him. “Exited for the ball?” he asked with a slight smile as he looked at her. “A bit…” She said smiling softly and looked away. “What’s wrong? Why won’t you look at me…?” he leaned in a bit and whispered tenderly in her ear. She leaned her head on his as he held her hand. “I love you Lester” “I love you too Jane darling.” He said as he kissed her cheek softly. She blushed and smiled holding him tightly. “I shall be getting dressed now Lester dear.” “Alright, I’ll be there in a moment.” She smiled and went upstairs to get her gown on. He went up a few minutes after her, putting his suit on and walking downstairs into the main hall. As guests started to arrive he waited in the large living room, which got turned into a huge ballroom area. He looked around for kamijo, but he didn’t see anyone with his description. He sighed softly as his eyes we’re wondering around nervously. “Lester!” “Lester dear, come here…” Jane called as he followed her voice. “Yes dear.” He walked towards her as he saw Kamijo. “Lester, meet Kamijo Murray, my old friend.” “How do you do?” Lester shook Kamijo’s hand. “I am fine and how are you?” “Well enough.” Lester nodded. “That is good.” Nodded Kamijo. “Lester, me and Kamijo went to the same academy to study that is how I know him.” Jane said smiling happily at him “how lovely that is Jane.” He smiled back at her. “We are engaged Kamijo, we are going to marry in a few weeks.” “Oh, my congratulations to you both let us make a toast to you.” He smiled and lifted his glass of wine up “I’d like to make a toast to both, my dear friend Jane and Lester, who will be married soon.” The rest of the guest’s clapped. Lester lifted his glass up, which was the sign to Françoise to shoot him. Françoise who was on the tree outside of the building saw his sign and prepared to shoot, but it was quite foggy out and he couldn’t figure out who to shoot, but he shot anyway. A gun shot was herd and the sound of glass breaking, Lester dropped his glass as he fell dead to the floor as blood pored out of his chest. The guests were in shock. “Lester!! Lester!!” Jane ran to his dead body, holding it in her arms “Oh Lester! My Lester!! Who would do such a thing to you?!” She cried loudly. Kamijo kneeled. “I am sorry for your loss.” As another bullet came from the opposite side. The bullet went through his heart, as he fell to the ground as well. That evening, the floors looked like a sea of blood, in which the lovers bathed.
Kamijo by ~MyGothicLover

©2008-2009 ~MyGothicLover

Welcome

2009-01-25T10:55:00.001-08:00

So this is my blog. Hopefully i'll be abel to post some of my writing here. This is mainly the reason i opened it. So i hope you people enjoy my writing and such, get to know me maybe and have fun.

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