Happy New Year...?
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Bliz silently padded down the hall to find her father. It wouldn't be hard, she knew exactly where he was. He was always in the same place. The house was a fairly decent sized house but there was no where else to run. Odd how a simple voice could make her snap...she thought nothing different than usual - I had -always- been there...but...now it was making itself known.
Finding herself outside the door to the family den - with her father lounging with his back to her staring at the TV screen - she snuck up from behind and grinned. It seemed this voice inside took over and brought the knife of ice - which still remained - down upon the unaware victim, now lifeless. The same went to the little boy - the cause of this. He no soon entered than fell dead.
The blood glistened on the blade of ice and shone...such a beautiful sight...until she returned to normal. Nothing was felt but nothing exactly was forgotten. The blood...their pain...she felt it all. This was too sudden. She had to escape...or so the voice said.
-Now where do I go? /Good girl...you've done well. Move somewhere. Take those...train things or whatever you call them. Just get out of here. / Alright...- Moving quickly upstairs, without noticing the blade of ice disappeared, nor how the snow had stopped momentarily due to her slight calming, she went back to her room. She had forgotten one thing...her deck.
(A/N: o__O Yeah. She has a deck. BECAUSE I SAID SO! O.o...yeah. BACKTOTHEFICCY! Later known as BTTF)
Hiking all the way to the train station, she sat down, and waited. There she eyed a few other people nervously, who thankfully didn't return the look. Staring at the ground silently, sorrow started to go over her for the death of the people who were once close to her. That wasn't to be felt until later, she thought...but then again, she always had this knack for getting things either ahead of time or later than supposed to. So much of later as wanted.
Standing as train arrived, she stood, ready to leave everything she had known behind. Everything...all worked for...it would be gone. What was to become of her...?
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o___O Yes, I know very well that this chapter really shucked! o.x Yeah yeah. o__O Anyways.YEAH! O.o GET MOVING CARCASS BREATH! XD
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Bliz silently padded down the hall to find her father. It wouldn't be hard, she knew exactly where he was. He was always in the same place. The house was a fairly decent sized house but there was no where else to run. Odd how a simple voice could make her snap...she thought nothing different than usual - I had -always- been there...but...now it was making itself known.
Finding herself outside the door to the family den - with her father lounging with his back to her staring at the TV screen - she snuck up from behind and grinned. It seemed this voice inside took over and brought the knife of ice - which still remained - down upon the unaware victim, now lifeless. The same went to the little boy - the cause of this. He no soon entered than fell dead.
The blood glistened on the blade of ice and shone...such a beautiful sight...until she returned to normal. Nothing was felt but nothing exactly was forgotten. The blood...their pain...she felt it all. This was too sudden. She had to escape...or so the voice said.
-Now where do I go? /Good girl...you've done well. Move somewhere. Take those...train things or whatever you call them. Just get out of here. / Alright...- Moving quickly upstairs, without noticing the blade of ice disappeared, nor how the snow had stopped momentarily due to her slight calming, she went back to her room. She had forgotten one thing...her deck.
(A/N: o__O Yeah. She has a deck. BECAUSE I SAID SO! O.o...yeah. BACKTOTHEFICCY! Later known as BTTF)
Hiking all the way to the train station, she sat down, and waited. There she eyed a few other people nervously, who thankfully didn't return the look. Staring at the ground silently, sorrow started to go over her for the death of the people who were once close to her. That wasn't to be felt until later, she thought...but then again, she always had this knack for getting things either ahead of time or later than supposed to. So much of later as wanted.
Standing as train arrived, she stood, ready to leave everything she had known behind. Everything...all worked for...it would be gone. What was to become of her...?
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o___O Yes, I know very well that this chapter really shucked! o.x Yeah yeah. o__O Anyways.YEAH! O.o GET MOVING CARCASS BREATH! XD