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Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Two
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I jumped up and whipped out my gun, aimed it for Haus' chest and fired twice. Haus went down in a second.
"Let's go!" I said and Rick jumped into the room, brandishing his knives.
Tabra grabbed his arm, twisted it around and snapped it. Clean break, sounded like, if not, good! He deserved the suffering. Rick went down on one knee, and I shot at him, the bullet entered his skull. He's a goner.
A chick walked in then, carrying a whip and slung it at Tabra. It wrapped around his neck and she started to pull.
"Let him go!" I shouted and shot at her, she got hit in the leg.
"You bitch!" She said, released Tabra and slashed her whip at me.
It knocked the gun out of my hand.
"Let's do this," She dropped her whip and walked towards me.
"First class whore!" I spat and she gasped.
"I'll kill you for that."
Uh-oh!
Volume Two
BuffyFaithfan1
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[FOUR]
I jumped up and whipped out my gun, aimed it for Haus' chest and fired twice. Haus went down in a second.
"Let's go!" I said and Rick jumped into the room, brandishing his knives.
Tabra grabbed his arm, twisted it around and snapped it. Clean break, sounded like, if not, good! He deserved the suffering. Rick went down on one knee, and I shot at him, the bullet entered his skull. He's a goner.
A chick walked in then, carrying a whip and slung it at Tabra. It wrapped around his neck and she started to pull.
"Let him go!" I shouted and shot at her, she got hit in the leg.
"You bitch!" She said, released Tabra and slashed her whip at me.
It knocked the gun out of my hand.
"Let's do this," She dropped her whip and walked towards me.
"First class whore!" I spat and she gasped.
"I'll kill you for that."
Uh-oh!
Edward's Pov.
I wake up, finding myself asleep, in ropes, mouth covered. Everyone else is sleeping,
and I can't break myself out of it. Then, Jasper and the man, come in. I pretend to sleep.
"Should we do it now? Or later?"
"The killing of Bella? We will wait until she goes through what these guys experienced,
then, we will do them first. Then her."
No. No. NO!!!!! I must get my self out of this! I must find Bella and fast!!
What am I going to do! I can't get myself out!
Rosalie: Uh...
Jasper: Looks like sumbody's up! Can we do it now master? Please!?
Just so I know what to do with the others?
Master: Alright, but just her.
Rosalie: AH Mrjekjsnubgu!!!
NO!!! NOT ROSALIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I wake up, finding myself asleep, in ropes, mouth covered. Everyone else is sleeping,
and I can't break myself out of it. Then, Jasper and the man, come in. I pretend to sleep.
"Should we do it now? Or later?"
"The killing of Bella? We will wait until she goes through what these guys experienced,
then, we will do them first. Then her."
No. No. NO!!!!! I must get my self out of this! I must find Bella and fast!!
What am I going to do! I can't get myself out!
Rosalie: Uh...
Jasper: Looks like sumbody's up! Can we do it now master? Please!?
Just so I know what to do with the others?
Master: Alright, but just her.
Rosalie: AH Mrjekjsnubgu!!!
NO!!! NOT ROSALIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. Our respostas were things like astronaut, president, or in my case… princess.
When we were ten, they asked again and we answered - rock star, cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist. But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how 'bout this: who the hell knows?!
This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions, its time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in amor - a lot. Major in philosophy 'cause there's no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again, because nothing is permanent.
So make as many mistakes as you can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be… we won't have to guess. We'll know."
When we were ten, they asked again and we answered - rock star, cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist. But now that we've grown up, they want a serious answer. Well, how 'bout this: who the hell knows?!
This isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions, its time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in amor - a lot. Major in philosophy 'cause there's no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again, because nothing is permanent.
So make as many mistakes as you can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be… we won't have to guess. We'll know."
