Bullet was glad and a little confussed that a one tailed, red eyed, black raposa girl had been the shadow that flew on topo, início of him, not some blood thisty vampire. So now he layed pinned agasint the ground, head siightly lifted por a tree. there still tears in bullet's eyes, he tried to get rid of them but the girl had a good grip on both of his wrists. " okay prank over please get off" he said trying to remain clam. the girl tilted her head."what are you talking about" she said. Bullet looked at her. He knew she wasn't vampire por her voice, it sounded like any 14 ano olds voice not a vampire's. she even looked as old as him maybe a little. " what, 14" he said. she shook her head "150". Bullet arched an eyebrow "uh-huh. are you working for that kid that sits behind me, and probaly thoose cation workers are to." he shook his head. "and all this just to make me believe in vampires" he started to laugh. then somthing slaped him. he saw that it wasn't the girls hand in fact she never took her hand off his wrist. the topo, início of her body was turned past his face. "wha" he said. she grined. bullet saw she even had teeth like a vampire. she kept movingthe topo, início of her body back and forth so what it was kept slaping him in the face. she having so much fun with this she lossen her grip on his left hand so he could berak free his hand. " okay what you are doing, CUT IT OU.." he began until he felt the thing that was hitting. it felt like a wing. he followed it up until it stopped at her back. he pulled back his hand. " no way you're a.. a " he couldn't get the word being so paralazed in fear. she nodded "yep i just use magic to makeme look a raposa to fool my prey." "magic?" with that key word he knew that he was right that there was no such thing as vampiros not on this world anyways. there was no magic on this world just chaos. anyone that was born and rised on mobius knew that. suddenly she grabbed his neck and pulled it up to her mouth and bit him. Bullet screamed. it hurt like getting a faca stuck in your neck speaking of knifes, bullet reached for his but his fingers were so numb. she is making this quick he thought to himself. he knew he would most likly be dead in a couple of seconds. 'all this 'cause i didn't wear my belt?' he thought. "DARK FIRE!" screamed a voice. she took her theeth off of bullet's neck. 'her name is Dark Fire' he thought as he covered his wound with his hand. Olley flew in and kicked her. she fell to the ground. Ghost ran over to Bullet "you okay" "i would have been fine if you have shown up sooner." ghost rolled his eyes and reached out hand to help him but bullet felt weak enough that he tried to stand on his. he couldn't feel his legs but he stood. " what are you doing here" olley said. " i followed you when you came here." Dark fogo repalied. "i didn't ask you come along." "whoa olley is this another one of your girlfriendsthat you left behind." bullet asked "haveing two girlfriends at once what a player." said ghost. "gak! i only had one girlfriend thank you! and she ia trying to drink my blood not encontro, data me!" said olley. "why you are the only unmagican." asked ghost. "exactly. if i drank his blood i wouldn't be touched por magic and there for i couln't get killed." dark fogo explained " well not por magic any way but come on people on terra are pretty much useless when it comes to hand-to-hand combat." "uh that great but uh yeah" said ghost as he grabbed bullet and olley and ran for it. "HEY! COWARDS!" dark fogo said. once they got to their house they were seguro from dark fire. "bullet are you sure you are ok?" asked Olley. "yeah don't worry about it. i am just alittle dizzy" bullet said right before he fainted.
when he awoke he saw rocket and carter. "you alright bullet" said Rocket with a worried look. " rocket. you are alive" he said as he hugged him. carter arched an eyebrow "uh of corse he is." "dad i'll haddle this thank you." said rocket. rocket pulled "now mind telling me what this is all about" bullet told him everything that happened to him. after the story rocket was amazed. "are you sure you are ok?" he said. " look i know it is crazy but it is true. tell him olley" olley wasn't paying atteion. he was looking out the window seguinte to bullet's bed. "olley?" said bullet. "he has been like that ever snice like that ever snice we got here." said carter. "huh so rocket how come you weren't at school today?" asked bullet. "uh oh is that what set you off on that dead thing" laughed rocket. "nay-nay was sick so i had to take care of her." Bullet slapped himselfin the head 'sickness! why didn't i think of that.'
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when he awoke he saw rocket and carter. "you alright bullet" said Rocket with a worried look. " rocket. you are alive" he said as he hugged him. carter arched an eyebrow "uh of corse he is." "dad i'll haddle this thank you." said rocket. rocket pulled "now mind telling me what this is all about" bullet told him everything that happened to him. after the story rocket was amazed. "are you sure you are ok?" he said. " look i know it is crazy but it is true. tell him olley" olley wasn't paying atteion. he was looking out the window seguinte to bullet's bed. "olley?" said bullet. "he has been like that ever snice like that ever snice we got here." said carter. "huh so rocket how come you weren't at school today?" asked bullet. "uh oh is that what set you off on that dead thing" laughed rocket. "nay-nay was sick so i had to take care of her." Bullet slapped himselfin the head 'sickness! why didn't i think of that.'
part 4 out soon
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Hercul retired from he warrior status to live on as one of the dragon elders.
Hercul is a very wise dragon with knowledge that no other dragon seems to understand besides his grandson, Drakero. He can be intimidating upon site, but he is actually a kind man. He loves to light incenses in his house, but dislike the taste of cherries.
Despite his age, and not being as good as he was in his prime, Hercul can hold his own in a fight. Like his son Almaldo, and grandson, Drakero, Hercul is freakishly strong. He can bench press up to 20 tons.
(In other words, Hercul don't play)
I have to use a friends computer to type this because my other one if filled with viruses....I wont be continuing the Virus9073-AD story until it's fix or I get a loner laptop from the library. So if you are leitura it please forgive me for not sending chapter two yet. Also, I also curse writers block for getting me stuck on one particular part of the story so If I do get a loner, it may take me a little while to figure out something to write. I guess it's just school that stresses me out. Haha!
The cama wheels squeaked on the floor. Was windy awake? She couldn't be sure. Oh god... was she dying? NO. She couldn't give up now. not with so much on the line. The wheels seemed to squeak even louder, ringing and ringing, until she could hear nothing but the bells of hevean in front of her face. This was the end, wasn't it?
Suddenly, spike appeared in front of her, and splashed a bit of water on her face.
"You okay?" he asked.
"no...no what's going on?"
Spike gave no answer. He nodded at kitty to signal for her to leave and get to the escape route.
"We're only trying to help, Windy."
He picked her up from the cama and sped off into the distance. The other three were waiting outside as they placed her in a van. After that, everything went black.
Suddenly, spike appeared in front of her, and splashed a bit of water on her face.
"You okay?" he asked.
"no...no what's going on?"
Spike gave no answer. He nodded at kitty to signal for her to leave and get to the escape route.
"We're only trying to help, Windy."
He picked her up from the cama and sped off into the distance. The other three were waiting outside as they placed her in a van. After that, everything went black.
Gizbin:
I am the one who rules,
I seem to think nothing is stronger than me.
But there is one thing what is even mais powerful,
That is the one word named: ℓσνє
Ribbon:
I may of broken a heart,
and I knew this from the start.
But I could never of broken the Arqueiro what struck through mine.
Albion:
Why is my life as a sheriff?
Why do I waist my time in this job?
Why would I even write a poem about it?
And even worse! Why am I a snob?!
Flame:
MY BROTHER IS NOTHING BUT A IDIOT. (lol)
I am the one who rules,
I seem to think nothing is stronger than me.
But there is one thing what is even mais powerful,
That is the one word named: ℓσνє
Ribbon:
I may of broken a heart,
and I knew this from the start.
But I could never of broken the Arqueiro what struck through mine.
Albion:
Why is my life as a sheriff?
Why do I waist my time in this job?
Why would I even write a poem about it?
And even worse! Why am I a snob?!
Flame:
MY BROTHER IS NOTHING BUT A IDIOT. (lol)