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The hero's rushThe squad pushes forward.
The leader, a hero, is in front.
Call the chant, say the word.
The hero's stunt.
A rifle's sound cracks.
The pain from a mortal wound.
The squad stops in their tracks.
The hero has passed the moon.
Frozen from the sudden violence,
the soldiers look around.
The sniper is eternely quiet,
there is no sound.
Thoses brave men may have lived,
But a part of them died that day.
On that battlefield,
When the bullet missed, and nobody died.
The dream lives on.
Oh, how the fallen wanderOh, how the fallen wander,
Left to walk on yonder.
Fallen heroes forgoten,
They've never left their country.
Oh, how the fallen wander,
Still searching for their country.
Heroes who fought and fell,
But their stories, none shall tell.
Oh, how the fallen wander,
on into what is yonder.
Their sacrifice was for what's right,
Done in first dawn's light.
Oh, how the fallen wander,
Looking to serve their country once more.
The ghosts of our contry's heroes.
Their aim still zeroes.
On the enemies of justice.
Once the enemies are felled.
The fallen will wander no longer,
And the sun will shine on the field of battle once more.
God bless America.
Who is John Wilkson? A mysterious figure stood in front of the town salon. The year was 1898, and the wild west was booming. The mystery man pulled down his hat and walked in. He looked like any cowboy, but had on a pair of jeans. He walked up to the bar and the barman walked up. "We don't get many strangers round these here parts, what's yer name?" The bartender asked.
"The name's John Wilkson." the figure said. Suddenly, a group of cowboys walked in. John muttered a cuss word and stood up.
"Where ya' goin?" the bartender asked, John not listening.
"Exemplers. They followed me." as he left, his hat fell off, revealing his slicked-back brown hair and deep blue eyes. "Crap" he muttered, and ran out, the Exemplers following him in pursuit.
Runners: The opening My name is Flame. I don't know my true name. I am, no, was part of a rebellion. They had all five of us brainwashed. Only I have escaped. The rebles are evil. The five ruling mythical creatures, the keepers of peace, have gone missing. I know where they are, I know who we are. we are...
There are five of us, each named after the mark on our face. Flame, Moon, Ice, Lightning, Water. We are the runners. We can open portals to the other side without help. We're faster, stronger, and also in great danger.
We must unlock the secret of the five beasts, I must save the others. It won't be easy, it's a race against time. I have to save them, then we can save the world.
We are... The Runners.
Every Which Way: Ch: 1PART 1:TRACKER, TRACKED
Running, never stopping, no escape. As I ran through the forest I herd dog, no, wolf-like growls chaseing me. They were everywere and they were catching up to me. As they approached I felt adrenaline corseing through my veins, up ahed there was a clearing if I could make it I could escape. As I broke into the clearing I herd the wolfs mere inches behind me. As they broke throug the dense foilage I could see they wern't just wolves, they were half wolf, half human. Erasers. As they caught up I got a running start, jumped into the air.... and flew.
I woke up with a start drenched in cold sweat, that same dream.... I looked around and remembered where I was, In an old, abandoned-exept-for-me base in the alps. Well, it was a base before I got here, now it was more like a small house. Lately I've been having that same nightmare. The flying part doesn't qualify it as a dream, as I can already do that, more on that later.
This base-house is high up, hidden. I've alwa
Axion's tale 3: CH. 1 arrival I saw the exit of the portal and braced myself for the landing. I arrived three feet off the ground and fell face-first into it. Ouch. As I sat up I saw that I had arrived in a meadow. This world appeared to have normal weather and a normal sun. I stood up and saw a city a few miles off. The other way had nothing but more medow and forest. I saw a path and went for it. As I arrived at it, three 6-foot humanoid lizards wearing t-shirts and jeans turned the corner. I quickly dived out of the way, but they had already seen me.
"What was that?" one asked.
"Let's go see" another said
They came twords my hideing spot, and despite my efforts, they found me. One yanked me out and held me up.
"What's this? an intruder to OUR land?" The one who was holding me, I assume he was the leader, said.
"Hey, it looks like a hairless monkey."One said.
"Don't you remember? It's a Hu
YuGiOh dragon duels pt 2 Yonsai was running down an alleyway, he was late for the tornenent. A few days after he met Sarx, he told Yonsai about a tornenent going on.
-a couple days ago-
"The winner gets to meet Yusei Fudo and help officialy open Deadulus bridge" Sarx exitedly told Yonsai.
"Is your new deck ready? The one I helped you make?" Yonsai asked.
"Yea, I'm gonna enter, are you?"
"Yea, I'll enter. Sarge, let's both make it to the finals, and if one of us wins, we'll both go. Deal? Yonsai suggested.
"That's a great idea!" Sarx said eagerly.
"If i'm late, I'll be disqualified." Yonsai said to himself. "Stupid alarm clock." He grumbled, his clock hadn't gone off and he had overslept. He saw the tornement and heard an MC.
"If Yonsai isn't here, he's out! the MC yelled.
"Wait, I'm right here!" he called out, as he ran up.
YuGiOh Dragon duels Pt.1 My name's Yonsai, I'm a duelist. I'm about 15 years old and I live in the satillite. I've collected some rare and powerful cards that could cause terible destruction if in the wrong hands, but i'm not the wrong person. My story starts now...
I was wandering about the satilite, looking for someone to duel, when suddenly, I crashed into someone.
"hey, watch where your going!" The kid yelled,he looked about my age.
"Sorry, I was looking for someone to duel" I explaned. That's when I saw the kid had a duel disk. "Hey, you'r a duelist, wanna duel?" I asked
"Sure, what's your name? Mine's Sarx, but everyone calls me Sarge." He said.
"My name's yonsai..." I started "...And let's Duel!" I finished as we drew our starting hand.
"I'll go first" I said. I drew a card and looked at my hand. I had drawn no level 4 or lower monsters, but had drawn two
Axion's tale 3: PrologProlog: Axion's greeting/ What has happened
Hi, my name's Axion Newman. I may have had a noraml life, but I was taken from my home, heck, my universe at a very young age. I learned the truth about the universe where i was taken, that there are many different universes, millions of them, they make up the multiverse. Seems that it should be chaotic, doesn't it? well, there is a group of intelegent beings, one for each alternent universe, called the protecters. Not very original. Well, it was that or The leauge of people who keep order in the multiverse. They took a vote, everyone but the guy who made the other name voted for The protecters. Well, I've better get back to my upbringing. I can't remember anything before my 10th birthday. I was taken into the protecters in my 11th year of life. Shortly afterwords, my universe was destroyed. I was found to be very skilled with swords and always won with them. Even if I fought against lazer pistols, lightsbers, even super sol
A Scaled WishThis story has effects of figure swapping of the female variety, with a heavy price. Simple, if you don’t like, don’t read. Enjoy and have a good day. ^^
The loud bustling commute of people traversed the reflective linoleum floors. Conversations in and out of character seemed cluttered as voices spoke, tones getting louder all in an effort to outdo one another. This was the common case at the Cherry Creek Mall. Through all the commotion and consumers, it was a single individual who caught the eye of lady luck.
“Damn it’s crowded today.” Isis looked around frustrated, sliding past the clusters of people atop her pair of blue converse shoes.
The short 5’3” Latina drove through the crowded sections, her body fluent and nimble as she squeezed through. It was what followed her constantly that became an issue, though not in a bad way.
“Geesh, could these people be any closer together?” Isi
The Sweet Smell of RevengeThe Sweet Scent of Revenge
"Hey watch where you're going, freak," Miranda yelled rudely as she bumped into Kate, or more accurately walked directly into her.
"Hey, you walked into me," Kate replied with a bite. Kate was one of the few people who was willing to and able to stand up to Miranda and her girls. With pitch black hair, nails, and clothing, one of the schools few goths obviously didn't care much about Miranda's requirements for popularity or the hierarchy she had set up at school, and had, on more than one occasion, actually spit out Miranda and her 'flunkies', much to their surprise and disgust. But this time was different. They had gone out of their way to provoke her, walking directly into her in an almost empty hallway.
"It's not my fault you were in my way," Miranda replied with cattiness in her voice as she walked away, a smile on her face.
"Actually, it is," Kate smirked as she too continued walking, "But don't worry, you'll pay for it soon enoug
From Panels to Pages: Hook, Line and SinkerThere are some days where life throws you something totally unexpected that takes you out of the daily routine. I've noticed these changes can oftentimes be little adventures in and of themselves, wonderful little side stories to our "normal" walks.
Then again, living in a home full of Pokémon means that "normal" is usually anything but. So on a sunny Wednesday morning, another of life's little twists and turns came to trip me up.
Or rather, the twisting, turning tip of my dear Arbok's tail was what tripped me up.
I really should've learned by now that the long corridors of the Manor are the most likely spots for Arbok or my other serpentine Pokémon pals to ambush me! It's in their nature, after all; scouting out places to surprise their marks, which are most of the time all me. Within seconds of the toe of my shoe bumping into the purple appendage sticking out of the side storage room, she'd curled her tail all the way up my leg.
"WHOA! What the--?"
My surprise took away any
The Zoo - Group Animal TF/TG (Request)It was that time of the year again. Friends Kathryn, Jill, and Samantha took a trip to the zoo every year. It was a tradition since they were in college, and agreed to always meet up at the Terrence Zoo for a day there. Despite they were still close, they lived a bit far from each other, this day to keep in touch and catch up while checking out some animals. They all arrived and said their hellos and went through the zoo. The trio noticed some animals missing, which they found curious. A worker for the zoo approached them where they questioned it. "Where are the kangaroos, the bison, the lions!" Jill asked. "Glad you asked, please if you all will come with me." the man said, taking them to a room away from the public, hidden by bushes. "Hello you three, I see you have noticed some of our animals, more fitting, our lack there of." a man told them. "Y-yes, they simply aren't there anymore." Kathryn responded. "You see, we are very sort on male animals, most the ones we get are female, so
The School Of Pokemon: Year 2 Begins!"To think it's... technically, my second year here..." I muttered aloud, looking over at Silenrea and Lucaria, the former floating near the bed i sat on, incidentally created by her, and the latter sitting next to me with a big smile as usual.
My room had finally been transformed into something halfway-decent. The walls had been, literally, painted into a forest-look. The Ceiling had been given, what the Dark-types called, the Clock Paint. It changed from sun to starry night as time passed, they apparently used it often in their rooms. It was... quite nice really. Although in their terms, i owed them an arm and a leg for it, not literally thankfully, but i knew someday, likely soon knowing my luck, that favor would be called upon.
I had gotten a dresser to use for whatever I dang well please, made lovingly out of shells, literally. Giant, Seashells. Don't ask how it worked. I'd probably give myself a headache trying to explain.
Despite all the craziness I had seen from this place so fa
How I claimed Amy Rose pt. 04How I claimed Amy Rose
A narrative through the eyes of Shadow the Hedgehog
I sat still for what felt like hours. What the hell do I do? What would Amy think if she caught me?! Why am I so nervous with Blaze sitting on my lap? That's innocent enough.... right? I flinch as Blaze shifts a bit in my lap and actually hugs me and rests her head on my chest.... I start to sweat as my heart races.... Why am I so nervous? Why am I worried of Amy will see this? It's not like she would be jealous.... Would she?
"Mmmmmmm hey there Silver.... It's been a while...." Blaze groans out as she rubs her head on my chest. i think she can feel my chest tuft under my shirt....
Goddammit.... I don't know what to do.... I freeze as I hear the kitchen door swing open and footsteps coming my way....
With Amy in front, she looks at me, smirks, and crosses her arms, "So, getting re-acquainted with Blaze, eh Shadow?"
It was the year 1871 when an dusty vagabond in an small town on the prairies. He walked to wards the inn from the town and walked up to the woman who runs it.
He said “Ma’am I would like to pass the night here and horse for when I leave tomorrow.” The woman didn’t even look up and said “You can stay but you can’t get one of my horses.”
The vagabond looked surprised “Why not?” The woman then looked up and said “Because I have only a few horses and I want people to take good care of them who gets them.” The vagabond felt himself insulted and said angry “So you think I can’t take care for an horse!?”
“No I didn’t say you couldn’t take care for an horse I said you can’t take GOOD care for a horse.”
The vagabond then gets angry and grabbed the woman by her shoulders he looked her in the eyes and said “I’m not longer going on with this conversation I’m goi
Mythia's Melon Gum Research
Mythia and Herb are lab partners who love working together as a team. Herb has a knack to test drink any potions before it can be available for public use.
Today, Mythia and Herb are conducting research on creating a special flavored gum that are different from any other common gum people can buy in stores or gas stations. They gathered up all the required ingredients including a fresh green watermelon to get it's flavor.
"Mix them all together and this watermelon gum should be ready to go," Mythia said checking to make sure all systems can go.
"Right on it, Miss Celtil," Herb said and mixed the ingredients as if she was stirring whipped cream icing on a cake.
The machine began making noises like what would you hear in a factory and processed all the ingredients and then finally after the procedure, two pieces of gum were finally made. They were green colored strips that look sweet like a bubble gum flavored gum.
Herb grabbed the two strips and shared one with Mythia. The duo felt acco
Transformation Nation Dragon 1 Lewis had just gotten off of school and was walking home. He was a normal 15-year old like anyone else. He had no idea what was going to happen to him, though. He had just got off for the day and he was walking home. His friend had been sick that day, so he was alone. Suddenly, something caused him to go flying.
"AHHH!!!" He yelled as an explosion sent him flying. He had been sent flying 10 feet back and now the place he was just standing was a smokeing crater. As Lewis stood up, his face was twisted in pain. He walked up to the crater and saw a strange stone laying there.
"What's this?" Lewis said to himself. He saw the strange stone, and it seemed to be glowing a strange sickly green color. He picked the strange stone up, but as he did, it disentigrated, the dust assorbing into his hand. Spooked out, Lewis ran to his house. The rest of his day was prety normal.
The next day, Lewis
The BeginningHe told them, of course. He told those idiots everything, the whole damn story, including the blunder he'd made, and its consequences. Looking back on it later, he realized he had probably been in shock the whole time. It made sense, anyone would have been.
Soph was about twenty years old, and he'd been that way for a couple of years already, ever since the Hoarde had started attacking humanity from the past. Every day that passed, they ate at another day in the past. It sickened him. Those creatures had absolutely no regard for proper time and causality protocols.
It didn't seem to affect anyone else that way, though.
The Hoarde was the result of a human creation, of course, like everything bad in the world, though no one else knew about them. Then again, no one else had undiluted access to the power of creation. Even he didn't know much about the Hoarde, only that they appeared through some tear in The Fabric of The World and started killing people off. They appeared at some point in
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