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included my cousin's dream. It was like, when it rains she would get cuts
on her arms. I thought that was pretty cool and interesting and freaky at
the same time, which was GOOD, but bI NEED MORE IDEAS/b! So yea, if
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Chapter4: The Kiss of The Dead, The Kiss of The Awakening.
"So, if the tongue's receptor is taste buds and its function is to distinguish between sweet, salty, and bitter tastes..what is the receptor and function of they eye?" The teacher looked around the room, nervously, hoping that the students did their homework. "Anyone?" Silence. Dennis waved back and forth trying to get the attention of the wrinkly teacher. "Oh! Oh! I know! Pick me! Its function is to see ghosts, 24/7! Ghosts, damn you! I know the answer! Whooooo-ho! I know!" Padme, with the palms of her hands flat down on her desk shot an angry and annoyed look at him. "Shut up," she growled. Suddenly, Dennis saw that her yellow eyes shone brighter. He stopped waving his hand and crept away. "Alright..bbreath-e/b."
"Oh, Miss Padme Jane Lucas! What is the function of the eye?" The teacher smiled at her lamely, showing her big white teeth. Padme just stared at her blankly until she remembered what Dennis had said. Not knowing what she was saying she answered, "To see dead people." Suddenly, the whole class was uproar and everyone started to laugh at her. "I knew she was a freak! HA!" Someone from the room whispered to the others. The students suddenly started to chant, "Ifreak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak,"/I And they continued to say that, killing Padme slowly inside. She held her hands up to her ears and shut her eyes tightly.
Dennis saw what was happening and wanted everyone just to shut up. He looked at Padme, worried, and got even more worried when he noticed that flesh started to open up and cuts began to appear on her arms and hands. "Padme!" He ran over to Padme and shook her shoulders. She started to weep. "What's wrong! Tell me, god damnit. Tell me what is it? Tell me so I can help you! Padme! Listen to me." Her eyes opened wide and her eyes began to glow. The other students when they saw her eyes and started to quiet down. With a loud growl Padme looked at the students.
An invisible force pulled them right out from their seats and they were pinned to the two, opposite walls, including Dennis. "YOU BELIVE IN NOTHING, THEREFORE YOU WILL BE NOTHING!" she screamed at them. He pulled himself out of the force, with the strength of 20 men, and ran to Padme. "Calm down, Padme! What the hell are you doing?" Before he could say another word, the students were choked and scratched at with invisible hands closed tightly around their bodies. They screamed in torture, and when he turned back to Padme her hat flew off and sat in a corner. "WHY WON'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE? WHY CAN'T YOU JUST ACCEPT ME FOR WHO I AM? NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME! AND NO ONE WILL EVER!" She screamed at them in a distorted voice, as if 3 different voices, one screaming, one very deep, and the other were hers.
"Padme! Just listen to me! Concentrate on my voice. Stop what you're doing because you're killing them! Stop it, man!" She kept on killing them slowly, slashing their arms and beautiful, perfect faces. He had no other choice and began to crack his knuckles. "God...I'm gonna regret this." Dennis threw her up to the ceiling and hit her head against the desk several times before she passed out. Blood dripped down her mouth and there was a huge gash upon her temple. As soon as her eyes shut, the other students were released. They ran out of the classroom in fear, screaming as they went.
Dennis shook his head, sat down on the blood soaked floor and laid her head on his lap. He stroked her face carefully. "Oh Padme, oh Padme...ah shit," he whispered. "Sure, I got this craving for killing and that sense of freshly, new, warm blood. But..god damnit, I didn't mean to hurt you, I just wanted to help the others and...and you." he said pathetically. Dennis' face was contorted, both worried and frustrated at himself for hurting Padme and helping those who bullied her around. He buried his messed up face into her throat while tracing the hollows of her swan-like neck with his rouge fingers. The coldness inside of Dennis spread through his blood veins. He was so sorry for hurting Padme that he didn't want to live, he didn't want to lose her, he just wanted to help her. Dennis looked down at the beautiful face of the punished angel who did not deserved to be what she was. Her thick black hair nested underneath her glowing white face, stained with crimson. Even her face's bone structure was perfect! She looked like a Greek goddess with the Jennifer Garner's squishy lips and her nicely shaped nose. The slashes and scars on her face made her look more warrior-like. "Jesus, you're beautiful, Padme!" Dennis exclaimed.
He tried to hold back but the urge was too strong for him. Dennis' head slowly bent over Padme's and lightly kissed her. Suddenly, her yellow eyes fluttered open and she smiled. "Oh! Well hello there, sleeping beauty! Did you sleep well?" Dennis said happily, like a little boy on Christmas Eve. Padme sat up and felt a stinging pain at her temples. She touched her wound and saw that there was blood on her fingertips. Dennis scratched his head in embarrassment. "Sorry about that..." Still, Padme didn't lose her shining smile. "You know, I have never been kissed by a ghost before." She said shyly. "Well then, shall I kiss you some more?" Dennis bent his head towards her and gave her a gentle kiss.
Once when their lips touch, a vision exploded throughout his head. He grabbed his head and pushed himself back away from the girl, screaming in agony. Padme rushed over to his side. "What is it?!" she asked in panic. Dennis' vision started to die down, until when Padme grabbed his hands. "AHHH! Don't touch me!" More gruesome images of blood, Padme, pain, and dead peoples flashed through his head. Suddenly, there was a familiar, insane laughter echoing in his head. Padme let go and kneeled before him, not knowing what to do. When the pain slowly began to fade away, Dennis was curled up in a corner of the classroom breathing very heavily. He turned to look at Padme. She knew what he saw. "The Jackal...he's coming."
Chapter4: The Kiss of The Dead, The Kiss of The Awakening.
"So, if the tongue's receptor is taste buds and its function is to distinguish between sweet, salty, and bitter tastes..what is the receptor and function of they eye?" The teacher looked around the room, nervously, hoping that the students did their homework. "Anyone?" Silence. Dennis waved back and forth trying to get the attention of the wrinkly teacher. "Oh! Oh! I know! Pick me! Its function is to see ghosts, 24/7! Ghosts, damn you! I know the answer! Whooooo-ho! I know!" Padme, with the palms of her hands flat down on her desk shot an angry and annoyed look at him. "Shut up," she growled. Suddenly, Dennis saw that her yellow eyes shone brighter. He stopped waving his hand and crept away. "Alright..bbreath-e/b."
"Oh, Miss Padme Jane Lucas! What is the function of the eye?" The teacher smiled at her lamely, showing her big white teeth. Padme just stared at her blankly until she remembered what Dennis had said. Not knowing what she was saying she answered, "To see dead people." Suddenly, the whole class was uproar and everyone started to laugh at her. "I knew she was a freak! HA!" Someone from the room whispered to the others. The students suddenly started to chant, "Ifreak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak,"/I And they continued to say that, killing Padme slowly inside. She held her hands up to her ears and shut her eyes tightly.
Dennis saw what was happening and wanted everyone just to shut up. He looked at Padme, worried, and got even more worried when he noticed that flesh started to open up and cuts began to appear on her arms and hands. "Padme!" He ran over to Padme and shook her shoulders. She started to weep. "What's wrong! Tell me, god damnit. Tell me what is it? Tell me so I can help you! Padme! Listen to me." Her eyes opened wide and her eyes began to glow. The other students when they saw her eyes and started to quiet down. With a loud growl Padme looked at the students.
An invisible force pulled them right out from their seats and they were pinned to the two, opposite walls, including Dennis. "YOU BELIVE IN NOTHING, THEREFORE YOU WILL BE NOTHING!" she screamed at them. He pulled himself out of the force, with the strength of 20 men, and ran to Padme. "Calm down, Padme! What the hell are you doing?" Before he could say another word, the students were choked and scratched at with invisible hands closed tightly around their bodies. They screamed in torture, and when he turned back to Padme her hat flew off and sat in a corner. "WHY WON'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE? WHY CAN'T YOU JUST ACCEPT ME FOR WHO I AM? NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME! AND NO ONE WILL EVER!" She screamed at them in a distorted voice, as if 3 different voices, one screaming, one very deep, and the other were hers.
"Padme! Just listen to me! Concentrate on my voice. Stop what you're doing because you're killing them! Stop it, man!" She kept on killing them slowly, slashing their arms and beautiful, perfect faces. He had no other choice and began to crack his knuckles. "God...I'm gonna regret this." Dennis threw her up to the ceiling and hit her head against the desk several times before she passed out. Blood dripped down her mouth and there was a huge gash upon her temple. As soon as her eyes shut, the other students were released. They ran out of the classroom in fear, screaming as they went.
Dennis shook his head, sat down on the blood soaked floor and laid her head on his lap. He stroked her face carefully. "Oh Padme, oh Padme...ah shit," he whispered. "Sure, I got this craving for killing and that sense of freshly, new, warm blood. But..god damnit, I didn't mean to hurt you, I just wanted to help the others and...and you." he said pathetically. Dennis' face was contorted, both worried and frustrated at himself for hurting Padme and helping those who bullied her around. He buried his messed up face into her throat while tracing the hollows of her swan-like neck with his rouge fingers. The coldness inside of Dennis spread through his blood veins. He was so sorry for hurting Padme that he didn't want to live, he didn't want to lose her, he just wanted to help her. Dennis looked down at the beautiful face of the punished angel who did not deserved to be what she was. Her thick black hair nested underneath her glowing white face, stained with crimson. Even her face's bone structure was perfect! She looked like a Greek goddess with the Jennifer Garner's squishy lips and her nicely shaped nose. The slashes and scars on her face made her look more warrior-like. "Jesus, you're beautiful, Padme!" Dennis exclaimed.
He tried to hold back but the urge was too strong for him. Dennis' head slowly bent over Padme's and lightly kissed her. Suddenly, her yellow eyes fluttered open and she smiled. "Oh! Well hello there, sleeping beauty! Did you sleep well?" Dennis said happily, like a little boy on Christmas Eve. Padme sat up and felt a stinging pain at her temples. She touched her wound and saw that there was blood on her fingertips. Dennis scratched his head in embarrassment. "Sorry about that..." Still, Padme didn't lose her shining smile. "You know, I have never been kissed by a ghost before." She said shyly. "Well then, shall I kiss you some more?" Dennis bent his head towards her and gave her a gentle kiss.
Once when their lips touch, a vision exploded throughout his head. He grabbed his head and pushed himself back away from the girl, screaming in agony. Padme rushed over to his side. "What is it?!" she asked in panic. Dennis' vision started to die down, until when Padme grabbed his hands. "AHHH! Don't touch me!" More gruesome images of blood, Padme, pain, and dead peoples flashed through his head. Suddenly, there was a familiar, insane laughter echoing in his head. Padme let go and kneeled before him, not knowing what to do. When the pain slowly began to fade away, Dennis was curled up in a corner of the classroom breathing very heavily. He turned to look at Padme. She knew what he saw. "The Jackal...he's coming."