I want to say that this story will be on pause for two to three weeks.
I know its not convenient, but I want to work on my second story for you guys, God Eater.
I also want your opinions on what stories I should do, there are a lot that I want to do but only three will get chosen, one of them is God Eater.
So if the first to be made and put on the fanfiction website is God Eater you have three to choose from.
1. An Assassins Promise:
He stood atop of a fifty storied building, his eyes looking down at the street below. He held the polished black metal in his right hand; his knuckles turning white. His black blazer whipped in the wind, his hair moving with the breeze.
"Tch." The noise left his mouth unconsciously, he had no body to get his money.
He jumped off the small ledge onto the building's roof, slipping his gun into the holder under his blazer. He straightened out his red tie, making himself presentable.
He flipped out his gold IPhone 6 dialling the number to his contractor. The phone rung for a few minutes before the contractor picked up.
"Is it done?" The raspy voice asked, excitement ringing through the phones speaker. "Did you kill him? Did you make sure his family didn't know?"
"Frederick Chase was assassinated, his body feel off the building into the lake." The assassin yawned, then scratched the back of his neck. "Probably half way to the ocean by now."
They had cut the conversation short, he would be getting his money.
"Frederick Chase, I promise to look after your daughter, wife and twin children." He remembered his promise to the victim, he would look after them until they had moved on.
He looked up at the red, sunset, Manhattan city sky. Then he opened the roof top entranced door and walked away. He walked to the Chase Resident's house.
2. Your Not Real:
Annabeth Chase looked out of her window, staring at the next door neighbour's son. He'd never noticed her in school, he'd never noticed her next door.
She walked down the corridor, late for lesson. This was unusual for her, she was early, or on time every day.
"I didn't do it!" Someone yelled, she turned the corner and saw Percy Jackson pressing a senior girl to the wall. "I swear! I didn't do it after last time."
"Then who..." His voice was filled with danger, like he was going to pounce at any moment. "Put the hate letters in Annabeth's locker?"
I gasp from afar, put he some how heard me, he dropped the girl and stalked towards me. I moved backwards, getting ready to run, then I ran. I skidded past lockers and classrooms, ran along stairs and corridors, until I reached the roof, but he was still behind me.
"This isn't real." I look at the toned, black haired man in front of me. "Your not real."
"Of course I'm real." He said, deadpanned. "My eyes aren't normally red though. I'm just angry."
"Your not real." He moved towards me, his hand cupping my face. "No one protects me, not even a Vampire."
"I protect you, 'cause I'm real."
3. This Is Suicide:
"This is suicide." I sigh, wondering how the hell I got here.
"No what's suicide is jumping in there empty handed." He clutched his cursed sword and a demon killing gun. "Were in the apocalypse."
"Yeah I forgot." I reply sarcastically. "The Half Bloods, the life line to human existence."
"Now your getting the hang of it, I'll take you there and you can be as awesome as me." He smirked, his sea green eyes lighting up. "Then we can kill them bastards and live in our old houses again." He smiled and held out his hand to me. "I'll protect you."
"This is suicide." I sigh again.
"No this is life, we live this way."
The poll is open now! Please enter in your vote of the two stories you want in a PM or as a review, thank you!
