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Chapter 4Everyone screamed as Pyro crashed into the wall. "Pyro!" Lucky screamed. Brawn growled "That's it!" He swung his sword at Suffer. Suffer dodged the attacks swiftly and clawed the sword. The sword split in half and Brawn's eyes widened.
"I learned a lot from our last battle Brawn" Suffer said. He then grabbed Brawn by the neck and deeply injected his claws. Brawn screamed in pain and the color drained from his face as his blood covered Suffer's claws. Brawn suddenly turned into a red mist and went inside Suffer. "The power of war is now mine..." He said with an evil grin.
Suffer slowly turned to face the prince and everyone began screaming and running in panic. "And as for you,, your highness...." Prince head held his sister close and started to back away. "I have something planned for you...." He said and raised his hand. A huge reddish black orb formed in his hand and there's a huge flash.
Lucky covered his eyes and when he opened them..... Suffer and the prince and Prince
Chapter 3It was almost midnight, the crown would be on the prince's head at the exact struck of 12. Every waited in the ball room with anticipation, excited to see the prince for the first time. The room went dim and the prince, along with his little sister, entered the room. Therein e was a perfect blue dark chao with golden highlights while his little sister was purple with pink highlights.
The prince smiled and waved at the people in the room. Suddenly the ground began to shake and the sound of laughter filled the room. A huge crack formed in the floor and what appeared to be black blood oozed out from it. Everyone began screaming and shaking in fear. "What the heck is that?!" Pyro exclaimed.
The ooze began to take the form of a chao. The being laughed evilly. Everyone shook in fear. "Hello mortals..." The being said, taking a small bow as if trying to be polite. Brawn was soon beside the being ,his sword aimed at him "You're not welcomed here Suffer." Lucky's eyes widened at the menti
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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