RealizationSebell walked along the Harper Hall's hallway towards the dining hall. He had just finished reporting to Master Robinton after returning from one of his journeys to the coast of the Ista islands. Things had gotten restless down there, being isolated as they are from the rest of the continent. But that is to be expected, and it wasn't anything serious, yet.His stomach rumbling interrupted his train of thought, and he quickened his stride to the dining hall. He stood at one of the oval tables for the journeymen, and looked for his friend Talmor. He was slightly surprised when he saw him. He was laughing and joking with another journeyman, o
Why do you Like Music so Much?Lyra was sitting down for dinner when she heard Lucy's voice."Open, Gate of the Harp Constellation. Lyra.""Oh goodie, it's about time that Lucy summons me." She grabbed her harp, strapped it on her back and used her magic to appear in the human world in a poof of pink clouds.In an instant she could see that Lucy had summoned her to the bedroom in her house. She was kneeling on her bed with Plue kneeling next to her in an imitation of Lucy, though he was shivering like he was cold. "Oh Lucy, it's been far too long." She ran over to the blonde girl and gave her a big hug. "As usual, you don't call on me often enough." She pouted prettily.
Last KissMinato could have sworn he was in heaven the last few months. In the last couple years a real fireball of a girl had moved into their small town of Konoha, and that description was as literal as it was figurative. When Kushina first moved in and the teacher introduced her, she was cute, but seemed a little timid. That timidness disappeared when some boys started teasing her during break, and showed that she wasn’t timid, just a little scared of a new school. They were making fun of her long red hair, calling her a tomato and about how much they hate tomatoes. He had frowned a little since he never saw how it was fun teasing others, esp
Sprinkles!!!"Hiya everybody!!!! Nice to see you."A blond man with a long red coat that went down to his ankles and buttons along the whole front of it held up his right arm in a wave with a happy go lucky expression on his face.That's right, Vash the Stampede had come calling on his friends in Inepril and he smiled a big grin as they cheered a welcome to him. They were always happy to see him because he had saved their town from the Nebraska Family, who they actually called in to kill him, go figure huh?Anyways, Vash made his way to the restaurant he was first known to be when he was first in town. It was a building with a yellow awning and green s
Past Meets Future Chap 1: Who is this?Trunks loved to fly. He's done it whenever he could after his master, Gohan, taught him how. He was in the past, (it was to him anyways) to visit his Z Fighter friends. Who, in his time, were all dead. He was almost to Master Roshi's place when he felt a strong energy.He stopped in wonder since it was very strong for a human, even if it wasn't much compared to a Saiyan. He wondered who could be producing such strong energy for a human so he went to check it out.He flew a little high so he wouldn't attract a lot of attention, but he soon came upon a small city; too big to be a town, but not an oversized city. He jumped from rooftop to roof
Past Meets Future Chapter 2: ExplanationsAh shoot, he kinda forgot that the girl was right there. He rubbed the back of his head with his hand and looked away from her."How did you do that?""Ummm…""Don't you dare lie to me!"He looked back at the girl and saw a chocolate colored evil glare. He's seen that before from his mother, except from her it was blue.He sighed, "You wouldn't believe me if I told you.""You'd be surprised at what I would believe."As he contemplated on what to say a guy in a black outfit with orange spiky hair and a sword that looked like a giant butcher knife and was as long as he was tall on his back landed in front of the girl from the sky. C
Past Meets Future Chapter 3: Train MeShe stared at him blankly for a few seconds, "An alien?"Ok, she can honestly say she wasn't expecting that one. She had never been into sci-fi because the whole weird looking aliens coming down to earth to destroy it never really appealed to her. But this guy didn't look like them."Yeah, well. I guess I'm actually only half an alien. My mother is from Earth, my dad is from the planet Vegeta.""Vegeta, never heard of it. You don't look like an alien. You look normal.""Saiyans and humans look the same. Except one thing.""And what is that?""They also have a tail.""They do?" She walks around to his back. "I don't see a tail." But he
Past Meets Future Chapter 4: FinallyAfter Trunks had left Tatsuki, he left to go to the house of Master Roshi, where he sensed everyone was gathered at. He had a lot to discuss with them, like how come they never told him about hollows. Maybe they started seeing them recently, or maybe they haven't seen them at all. From what Tatsuki said, not everyone can see them. But if he could see them, he didn't see any reason the others couldn't see them.Well, he was going to find out.That was his thought as he started flying over the ocean. It wasn't long after that that he saw the Kame House. Everyone was outside smiling and waving at him. He smiled a little and landed soon after t
Help Given, but Not OfferedChapter 1 of my GrimmHime tale: A Coming TogetherMild language________________________________________________After the winter wars, Orihime had been returned to the human world of course. Ichigo was still unconscious from using the Final Getsuga Tenshou, but at least was home. She looked forward to the day that he woke so she could thank him for saving her.For a few days she went about her normal life in Karakura Town, going to school and being with Tatsuki, and shopping when one day after coming home from school, she found Toshiro leaning against the wall next to her door in gigai form."Well hello Toshiro-kun, what brings you here
Grimmjow Shopping?Chapter 2 of my GrimmHime tale: A Coming TogetherMild language________________________________________________Within 10 minutes Orihime and Grimmjow were walking down the streets of Karakura Town. To say that they were causing a small stir would be an understatement. Orihime was a common enough sight, but the man beside her was certainly not. He was dressed in the most outlandish clothes that have been seen in a long time, plus he had even more of an unnatural hair color as Orihime.Orihime could tell that the whispers were starting to get to Grimmjow. She could almost feel his smoldering anger rising. "Here Grimmjow-san," s
What's Changed?Chapter 3 of my GrimmHime tale: A Coming TogetherMild language________________________________________________The days pass quickly and before Grimmjow knew it, he had been living at Orihime's place for 2 months. He learned to tell just by looking which of Orihime's cooking were edible, and which were not. He had been in a lot of battles with hollows, even if they weren't any kind of a challenge. After all, high ranking hollows didn't just walk into the world of the living every day. At least they kept him mostly occupied. He had absolutely no desire to go to the place called a school after what Orihime told him about it. Sit
Is This Love?Chapter 4 and final chapter of my GrimmHime story: A Coming Together.I hope you all enjoyed the story.Mild language and some violence.________________________________________________It's been a week since that incident with Ichigo and Grimmjow. Ichigo had questioned everyone connected with them about Grimmjow and found that for a hollow, he's been behaving himself rather well. So even though he didn't like it, he at least didn't try and find a way to burst into Soul Society to bash their brains in. But they did get into fights on occasion. The most recent one actually resulted in some injuries on both sides. So when Orihime arrived ho
And So They MetChapter 1 of my new Bleach fanfic: How do You Fight a Hollow Like This?Hope you guys enjoy.Warning: Slight language and a little violence.________________________________________________When a hollow attacks, and a regular human sees it, if they were smart they would run away right? Well I guess that would make me stupid huh? Tatsuki thought to herself as she tried to fend off a hollow with pincer like hands. Well she guessed that it was not entirely true, she had planned on staying as far away from it as she could, but then she saw the ghost of an old man being chased by it. He had no way to protect himself, so her protective instinct
The MatchChapter 2 of my RenTats story: How do You Fight a Hollow Like This?________________________________________________As time went by Renji kept a close watch on Tatsuki. Some people would classify it as stalking, but he didn't do it because he wanted to see her. Well, mostly anyways. He was concerned about that wound in her stomach. She said it was alright, but he didn't buy it. Anything that left behind the reiatsu of a hollow is not good.But nothing seemed to be wrong at all. She went about her day normally, she went to school, to the dojo, hung out with her friends and slept and did it all over again the next day. It was kinda boring re
Who is That?Chapter 3 of my RenTats story: How do You Fight a Hollow Like This?Mild language________________________________________________Tatsuki went flying back towards the left. Everyone that had surrounded them was surprised, but they were able to catch her before she landed on the floor, and then slowly laid her down.Renji ran over and knelt beside her feeling guilty. She was unconscious, with a red mark on her chin where he kicked her. He gently felt around it and sighed in relief as he discovered that her jaw wasn't broken."If there's some ice around someone go get it," he wanted to make sure there was as little swelling as possible. O
Body and SoulChapter 4 of my RenTats story: How do You Fight a Hollow Like This?Mild language________________________________________________It's been only two days since the sparring match, and Tatsuki was behaving awfully strange. When she was with her friends, she would behave normally. But when she was alone, she twitched at nothing, and held her stomach a lot. Something was definitely up. Her reiatsu was sporadic as well. Sometimes it would dwindle down to an alarmingly low level, leaving him to wonder if she could see him in his shinigami form. Other times it would flare wildly, but the flares were not close to her previous level of reiatsu.
What's Happened to Me?Chapter 1 of my Soul Eater fanfic called: From There to HereHope you all enjoy________________________________________________Soul hated this place. Just about everything about it he hated. He hated how everyone looked at him as someone's younger brother. He hated living in someone's shadow, even if that person was nice to him. He hated how everyone, even his own parents, didn't pay any attention to him except to say that he wasn't as talented as his brother Wes.He needed to get out of here, and not just out of the mansion, but out of the city too. Somewhere no one knows him, where he could be his own person without having to live up
Revealing the TruthChapter 2 of my Soul Eater fanfic called: From There to Here________________________________________________By the time Soul made it home, Wes had finished his practicing and the manor was relatively quiet. Then his mother came out to the entrance way in her usual elegant clothing."Oh Soul, how many times do I have to tell you not to go out looking like a vagrant off the street?""Huh?" Soul looked down at himself and saw that he was dressed in his jeans and a messily buttoned up shirt that looked like it was lightly stained by some cherry juice."Oh, sorry mom," Though he wasn't feeling sorry at all. Her idea of proper clothing was a
A New Name?Chapter 3 of my Soul Eater fanfic: From There to HereHope you all enjoy________________________________________________Soul traveled only about 8 hours, mostly on I-80, when he started getting tired. He stopped in Omaha, Nebraska, and picked out a decent, but cheap hotel to stay the night.He threw his duffle on the bed, and then he laid down on his back. It wasn't as comfortable as he was used to, but he figured that this would be the norm from now on.His mind drifted back to the last time he saw his parents. Did he really just do what he thought he did? He couldn't believe that he had the guts to do that. In his world, y
Let's Not Talk About ThatChapter 4 of my Soul Eater fanfic: From There to HereEnjoy!________________________________________________Finally, the bell rang. He could get out of here."Hey new kid, Soul," he heard Sid call out to him."Yeah?""I'll take you to the boy's dormitory since I know you don't have a place right now.""Alright, thanks.""But first he's gotta meet the great me."A very loud guy appeared in front of him with pointed blue hair and a black outfit with gray trimmings, also a star tattoo on his shoulder that is copied on his clothing."Hi there, I'm the mighty BlackStar. Don't worry, you'll get used to my bigness eventually. But until t
A New Beginning: Chapter 1In the dead of night in the 78th district of the Rukongai, called the Inuzuri, the lone figure of a woman walked while hunched over with her arms holding a bundle against herself. She was arguing within herself, almost chidingly for even thinking this as a possibility, but also arguing she really should, since she's all out of options. Sorrowfully she looked at the bundle in her arms, looking at the tiny form of life in the rags. Tears fell down her cheeks and stung the small cuts on her face as she held the little girl close and she realized she had to do this. For her sister's sake as well as her own. Maybe someone else would find her and
A New Beginning: Chapter 2She slept long into the next day since there was nothing to wake her prematurely. And as she woke up she was so comfortable she didn't want to move, but then she stiffened, and slowly opened her eyes. This place was too warm and comfortable, not to mention clean, for it to be where she went to sleep last night. As she looked around, she noticed that the room was bright with the sunlight that was coming through the thin shoji paper walls, but was otherwise bare except for the shiki futon she was laying on, and the zaisu chair next to it. But despite the bareness of the room, everything was very expensive and high quality. Meaning she wasn't in
A New Beginning: Chapter 3He woke up at his usual time the next morning so he would be able to go on duty. He changed into his uniform, but before he left he wrote a short note on a small piece of paper. When he finished he quietly got up and went to the kitchen and got another bowl of broth for her, the soul named Hisana that he had taken from the Inuzuri district two nights before. He tried not to make a sound so as to not disturb her as he entered the room she was sleeping in. He noticed that she was still dressed in her dirty clothes, but even more surprising, she had tear streaks down her cheeks. He wondered what could sadden her so and couldn't resist lightly to
A New Beginning: Chapter 4He knew she had never really knelt down at a table before so he made his movements on how to eat properly slow so she could see what to do without feeling foolish enough to ask him. He wanted her to feel comfortable here. He had ordered some miso soup from the kitchen so she had something simple, yet nutritious to eat.After they were done eating he stood up. "Would you like to see why the sakura blossom is my favorite flower?"She looked up at him with a slightly surprised expression on her face, then she smiled, "Yes, I would like that."He held his hand out to her to help her up and she stared at his hand for a few seconds, and then gen
Beginnings and EndingsWhat do you pictureWhen you think of the end?An end to a relationship?The conclusion of a story?But are those really the end?A relationship that is droppedOpens a new free lifeThe conclusion of a storyIs the birth of anotherWhen one thing endsAnother beginsA new beginningIs part of an endSo are there really such thingsAs beginnings and endings?
The Forest in my MindAs I stroll along the well-worn path of the green forest in my mind, I wonder how a place like this can really exist. Green, leafy ferns are scattered frequently along the soft ground almost covering the brown dirt. In the few places visible, there are many different kinds of plants with numerous shades of purple, blue yellow red and white flowers and a multitude of greens for leaves and stems.Continuing to walk down the twisting path in my mind, I come to a small stream that crosses the trail. I smile as I come up to it, seeing plants in the crystal clear water. As tiny water bugs swim along, a giggle escapes me; small tadpoles and green f
Senses of WarWhat do I hear?Shouts, orders and screamsWhat do I feel?Fear, devastation, and sadnessWhat do I taste?Ash, dirt, and bloodWhat do I smell?Gun smoke, decay, and fireWhat do I see?Men, destruction, deathWar
Diamond ApplesIn the warm summer darknessJust after a red sunsetTwo lovers sit on theirWooden porch swingTheir desire for quietAnd being alone grantedAs they sit comfortably thereThe moon rises andThey hear a mournfulCoyote bay in the eveningThe man puts on the wrist of his sweetheartA bracelet of diamondsIn the shape of delicate applesHer favorite fruit"How do you like it?" he asksShe didn't answerBut she didn't need toThe look of love and appreciationIs crystal clear on her faceThey kiss passionatelyThen she leans overResting most of her light weightOn his chestAnd they stay there for several hours
Field of DreamsField of Dreams?Ha, that is a laughIn the Field of DreamsI ought to haveThe fairy man of my dreamsBut I am the only one hereAnd I cannot leaveUntil I find that oneFor that is the magic of the fieldYou come in with the dreamAnd you cannot leave Without finding it
DespairDespairThat is a word many useMany think there is no life worse than theirsThat it may be better to die nowAnd give up the fight for lifeWhen we see someone like thatWe need to do all that we canTo help them see the lightAnd give them the love of ChristFor each life is precious to GodAnd he does not wantAny to die before their timeSo lift up people who are sadAnd you just might save a life.
It's Not ComingNothing is comingWhy can't I think?Since when does this happen?Usually, when I want to writeSomething just comesWhy isn't it now?I have an urge to writeBut I can't think of anythingI don't like this situationAm I losing my touch?I hope that isn't itI don't want that to happenBut wait!Haven't I just written a poem?Yes, I haveThe words did comeI just didn't recognize itThe poet in me has returned
My HeartYou are my heartWithout you there is no lifeBecause there is no beatingNo blood flowingFeeding my brainAnd my body with energyI can always feel your presenceEven if I cannot see youYou are a part of meAnd I a part of youWhen one takes away one's heartThat one diesIt is the same for meIf you were to disappearI could not go on livingIf we were to partThat will be the day I die
The CreatureThe creature ran across the grassy, green field. The lifting of each perfectly cloven hoof in such a fast and energetic way was so enchanting. The long slender and strong muscles in its well-defined legs moved in such a graceful manner. With each passing stride the speed of the creature increased.The movements of the well-formed body of this creature are so captivating. The legs move in perfect rhythm with the completely mature muscular form. The absolute whiteness of this creature's body was so intense it greatly surpassed the pureness of virgin snow in the dead of winter.After that, the silky, individual strands of the mane and tai
A KnightMany girls wish forA knight in Shining ArmorWith a gallant white steed.Huh, a knight indeed.With all of his victories,And drinking of brandies.Most likely with those he hasMany other qualities such asSelf conceit and self preservation.And with those he will starve the nation.Give me an honest peasant.Who is kind and pleasant.Who will not think of himself,And not show awards on the shelf.So all who try to impress me,Try some modesty.
CrunchCrunchWhat a wonderful soundMany things can crunchAutumn leaves as you walk among the pilesBugs as you step on them As they scurry on their wayAnd the best thing of allBonesBones make a wonderfulCrunching soundWhen they give under pressureBut they only make the best crunchOn All Hallows EveThat is why I only appearOn Samhain nightWhen people are playing aroundNot remembering the True reason for the holidayIt's a night for true terrorNot harmless frightsThat is why every HollantideI go out truly terrifyingThe living soulsMocking this eternal nightWhenever I feelTheir lives fleeingIt gives me
A Creature of Nature(Part four in my series, look below for the links for the other parts)"Come, dry those tears."The Griffin comes over to comfort"Do you really see,Nothing wrong with me?"I ask with hope"Certainly, you are a creatureOf beautiful nature.And that should earn respectIn every aspect."The Griffin and IAre now good friendsWe fly togetherAnd we visitHe always gives me a kind wordTo balance the offensive
Nothing to Tease about(Part 3 in the series. For the other parts, look below))"What do you do that for?"Bellows a deep voiceStartling merpeople, fairies,And even me"Why single out one,And ridicule her?I see nothing to tease her about."Hearing a GriffinOne of the mostMajestic of creaturesSay something like thatThe fairies and merpeople fall to shameAnd flies and swims away
Horrors of DeathDeath seems to be all aroundNo matter where we go in this worldIn a settled districts or the forsaken cornersThe black knight of life steals whom He wishesAnd leaves His mark on the hearts Of those that he leaves desolateIf there is a spark of happiness anywhereDeath pounces upon itTo squander that moment into A mere memoryWhen Death rears his headAnd shows his vile faceThe rest of the world cowersAnd avert their terrified eyesDeath tries to lead youDown the wicked twisting roadTo His dark and dank domainDeath is taking overDragging souls down To the bottomless depths ofThe Cerberus guarded underworld
I'm Surrounded(Part 2 in the series, click link below for first part)As I sit alone on the shoreA magnificent Griffin happensTo land near for fishI turn my backHoping he doesn't notice meThen the merpeopleCome up to tease meThe Griffin turns and notices meThe teasing attracts the fairiesAnd I am surroundedI bury my head in my armsAnd weepThe Griffin staresWith his hard eagle eye
Lonely Twelve Year OldWhy does no onePay any attention to meMy parents only worry aboutMy 18 year old sisterThe so-called friends of mineI don't see anymoreI spend most of my timeAlone reading booksListening to musicAnd watching moviesSuch is the life Of a lonely twelve-year-old
I amI am a teenager.I wonder when it'll end.I hear that it gets harder.I want it to be complete.I am a teenager.I pretend that I'm happy.I feel slightly depressed.I yearn to touch adulthood.I worry that I'll never reach it.I am a teenager.I understand that I'll get through it.I say being a teen is upsetting.I dream of when it ends.I try to grow faster.I hope it'll end soon.I am a teenager.
Forever Into EternityWe've been together for a yearWhich looking back really isn't longBut feels like it's been foreverThe love we shareIs timeless and agelessCannot be severedCannot be destroyedWe will be togetherFor another yearAnd far longer into the futureForever into eternityNever to be separatedNever to be alone again
The Hideous MonsterAs she wakes in the morning,she is hideous to behold.With hair sticking up everywhere,like brownish-red wire and glue.As you travel down,you see her face, not old,but smeared by yesterdays makeup.The evil gleam in her eye,makes you think she is Medusawith the stone turning glare.Her nose is crooked every which way,as if broken time and time again.Her mouth with a wicked grin,is twisted and distorted as you see everyday.As your gaze drops down to her arms,you wonder how she can use them.They are so wrenched out of place,that the doctor would have cut them off.As you glance at her hands,they are gnarled. Ca
The Unicorn"I heard it again.That mysterious noise.It can only be one thing"As the beautifully majesticUnicorn thought that,The searing pain of aHuman arrow blazedAcross his chest."Oh how can man,Be so unfeeling?He wants me dead,For my horn.Do they not know,That Unicorns will,Give aid willingly.If a human truly needs it?"Those were the wondrousUnicorn's last thoughtsAs he lay dyingIn his silver bloodAnd the hunter toreThe ivory hornOff it's head.
First KissThe whole world stopsI am aware of almost nothingBut the soft warmth of his lipsPressing into mineAs well as his strong armsWrapped around my bodyAs the kiss became more passionateAll the little things I was aware ofFlies from my mind Like a paper on the windMy thoughts are on this manAnd how much I love himWith the strong spice of his cologneIn my nostrilsAnd the luscious taste of his lips On mine, we partedAnd I could see the loveRadiating from his eyes
You Have Gone AwayYou have gone awayFarther than I'll be able toI won't be able to follow youAt least for nowI won't ask you whyFor I know you won't know the answerBut I know you are happyAnd free from work and painI wish you could come backSo we may continueTo be with each otherAnd have fun once againBut I shall persevere aloneSo that when I follow We may be unitedAnd smile with each other once more
The HunterThe hunter's calves ached from crouchingHe was almost to his limit of enduranceWhen a goddess of a pheasantBurst seemingly from the Garden of EdenHe shot his riffle at the brown birdRight through the head so no flesh would be damagedAs it fell he could almost taste how wonderfulThe fresh pheasant will be when his loverCooks it along with a bowl of rice and a cup of teaWith that thought, his heart greatly desired to go home
Just Leave me AloneGo away.Just leave me aloneI may look differentBut I still have feelingsI still hurt when you say those thingsI may have wingsUnlike my mothers peopleAnd I may have finsUnlike my father's peopleI'm different from everybodyNever before has aChild been born ofA mermaid and a fairyMy wings cause ridiculeAnd my fins cause scornI don't want to go anywhereFor fear of their mockery
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