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Musically Inspired 3: Another Way to Die by Disturbed
Well partially... Tis a prequel to a book im hoping to write. This one is called: The End. A Valdimir Strange Novel. hahahaha whenever that happens *snicker*
This would be considers a rough draft at best... I'll go over it later and maybe place it in a different topic but right now this will do fine))
I'll tell you what: Things were not pretty when the food sources began to die off. Me, being what i am, i could only watch in horror as people began to fight against one another. An observer to how all the sh** that hit the fan. You want to hear what happened in better detail don't you..... Sigh. Fine.
It was gradual. Something that people knew ahead of time that it was going to happen, but did nothing about it. They thought they had at least a few hundred years or more before they really had to worry. Truthfully it was much much less than that.
The supernatural creatures like myself and the rest, all felt it coming. The world retaliating. The world trying to purge but it was struggling underneath the torture. In its last ditch effort it sent out ... Soldiers if you will. Soldiers whom were extremely rare. Maybe one or two of them over a few decades or more. In total there was at least 20 of them out there trying to reduce the human populations by feeding off of them. How? They would actually suck the very life essence out of them and leave nothing but a corpse. They tried to repair the damage, that was their purpose; However, they were only so few, and to have so many at a given time, some of them went a little crazy.
They ended up finding each other and pretty much wiping themselves out. Why? They were with Humanity too long. Like domestic animals that don't know any better, watching humans and how they behave, each ended up with their own ideals and could not be swayed from them. Naturally no one in the human race knew about this. If they had they might of figured out from that alone that we were on the road to disaster.
Oh sorry i keep changing my pronouns. From them to us sort of thing... I am half vampire so i share an affinity with both humans and the supernatural since I am of both. Anyway.
This is how it happened:
"Scientists are now saying that they have made a mistake in calculating just how much food there is for everyone." The News lady announced," I have with me Dr. Manchester who is the lead scientist on the Ecology of the world. Tell me Doctor, just how much time do we have?"
I paused what i was doing for a moment to look out into the living room. This is one of the things i have to have on while doing anything really. Its my background noise and you never know when something important shows up.
" Well Betty, to say the least we have 10 years before things start becoming less and less. With all the clear cutting and the amount of pollution that is taking over our planet its too much for the remainder trees to handle. They are, in a sense gorging to the point where they are dieing. Vegetation, such as our tomatoes and other fruits and vegetables, are also taking a good brunt of this. We have just started to discovered certain foods being tainted with the atmospheric chemicals that our in our air. With that said, we will see more and more of these cropping up and dieing within the next 10 years." The doctor explained. I could tell just from looking at him on the screen that the numbers were much more drastic than a mere 10 years. With that thought in my head i could only shake it in dismay. " Even with 10 years doc, you're looking at a wide mass hysteria," With that said i moved from the living room to the dinning room and had a look at the night time city. I could tell some people already heard the news as they began panicking and started rushing towards the grocery store. These were the poor ones, i knew that much. Everyone else didn't seem to mind because they knew that if need be they would be able to deal with it when the time comes. They had the money and the means to.
"Prime targets," I smirked shaking my head again as i lit my cigarette. We all have vices, even vampires.
If that wasn't bad enough, i could feel the shifting and the pawing of supernatural powers at war in a dimension i wasn't even certain existed. Every so often i would get the splitting headache like i had just fallen from a 4 story building and landed face first. I can't tell you what happened, because I don't have any contacts or links in that dimension; However, that's a story left for someone else to tell, not me.
Sighing i sat down in the chair after having grabbed a cold beer and a packet of blood from the fridge. I opened the packet and beer and poured them both carefully into a glass. Nothing like blood beer to wake a Half Blood, like myself, up.
This was before my sleuthing days, so i didn't much care what happened out there. I lived alone, that was how i liked it. No one to bother me, not even those damned full bloods. I was completely off of the grid.
Though someone still managed to find me.
A knock came from the door, making me jump. Nothing makes me jump, okay? Nothing catches me off guard. No one could find my place for the talismans i had placed all over it. Even in the registry of the apartment building, there was a missing number. If anyone walked down the hall they wouldn't see my apartment number, it would go to the number after mine. So you can see why it made me jump.
After i had finished pouring my tall cold one, i casually walked over to the door. All the while i tried to sense who or what it was that had broke through my barrier, but i could sense nothing. This scared the crap out of me and when i opened the door i came face to face with a demon.
" You Valdimir Strange?" The guy asked. He seemed like a short scrawny kid. Light brown hair, dark eyes. For some very odd reason i was reminded of a small song bird. Reading my thoughts he smiled but said nothing.
"Well, this ain't the home of Craig, the bastard who cheated on his girlfriend a few days back, is it? And I'm sure as hell, he ain't bi." I remarked bluntly watching this kid carefully.
"Of course not. May i come in?" he answered back not even batting an eye. I stood there hesitantly, for there was something about this kid that gave me the creeps, but eventually i let him in.
"Forgive me if i don't offer you a seat, or to look more presentable for you lad. It's just that i don't know who the F*** you are. " I remarked as i watched him almost glide in. The power in this light brown haired kid was astounding. I have never felt the presence of a demon before. Also i wore a wife beaters tank top and just a pair of tattered jeans. If i knew someone was coming i would've dressed a little bit more nicely.
"Half demon." He corrected my thoughts," My name is Tori and I am the lord of the underworld's messenger. I am also in charge of his domestic disputes and various other charges which His Lordship is unable to deal with himself as he has other pressing matters to attend to."
I raised an eyebrow at this. "What the hell does that have to do with me? What do you want?" I pressed getting more than a little agitated.
He raised a hand up to signal for me to calm down and explained. " His Lordship, is currently in.... Distress. He has left me in charge of finding whomever i can to help in an up coming war. It won't happen just yet, but with the Surface here on the brink of destruction, i figured i would recruit as many people while i can, for we are all running out of time.... Why you? You have a rare blood type that hasn't been seen before. The fact that you come from a different blood line of vampires outside of the ones we have already encountered, is quite fascinating and-"
" Whoa whoa whoa....." I interrupted feeling only slightly overwhelmed by this. Just slightly." Run that by me again.... I'm a rare blood type? ME? ... look if you don't start making more sense than this i will kick you out of here permanently. I don't know how you got in here boy, but i am not following someone i wasn't even sure existed until a short minute ago..."
"Let us sit down and i shall explain things in detail." he offered politely. which was one thing that ticked me off about him. I'm sure that no matter how much i swore at him, he would just smile pleasantly, silently knowing that he could flatten me in one move, and i wouldn't have a chance.
(i'm gunna leave that there for now 'cause there's still a few things i have to run over in my head. )
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'Something's not right. What is it? He's not home yet.. What do i do? I'm worried stiff. What can i do? I'm only a skinny weakling who doesn't have enough strength to protect herself. What about him? He can get out of a scrape can't he?.... he's supposed to be home.. Why isn't he?... Somethings wrong... Somethings wrong.'
On and on through her head like a buzzing bee. She can't clear her veiw as she ends up depressed and blue. She wants to cry, but its almost like saying good-bye. She feels him, knows he's around, but somethings wrong and its tugging her to the ground.
Tired and weak she holds her pillow close, wishing so much that he'll be home so instead he'll be close. Not dead on the ground, like she is visioning him. Not stabbed in the gut with bad positioning. Bleeding on the ground, dieing without a sound. She feels his internal cries and it makes her want to scream for him. Something's wrong. Somethings terribly wrong. They won't find him 'til morning, because she's too afraid to go looking for him. Afraid that she might be next, or afraid of what she might find. The thoughts are unbearable as she tries to stay in control, but she's losing the battle.
Tears streak down her face as she worries herself to sleep. He'll come home soon, he has to. It's been almost an hour since he was expected to be here and the clock keeps ticking, as she keeps picking. At her mind waiting for the sign that he's okay. that he's home and everything's alright again. That he's safe, that their safe, together and nothing will ever break them apart. Crying she wants to scream, long and loud. To tear her hair out just because she's worried, because her emotions are out of whack at that moment and he's not home. Not safe and sound like he should be.
"Where are you?" She whispers through tears. Curled up in a ball waiting for his return.
'Something's not right. What is it? He's not home yet.. What do i do? I'm worried stiff. What can i do? I'm only a skinny weakling who doesn't have enough strength to protect herself. What about him? He can get out of a scrape can't he?.... he's supposed to be home.. Why isn't he?... Somethings wrong... Somethings wrong.'
On and on through her head like a buzzing bee. She can't clear her veiw as she ends up depressed and blue. She wants to cry, but its almost like saying good-bye. She feels him, knows he's around, but somethings wrong and its tugging her to the ground.
Tired and weak she holds her pillow close, wishing so much that he'll be home so instead he'll be close. Not dead on the ground, like she is visioning him. Not stabbed in the gut with bad positioning. Bleeding on the ground, dieing without a sound. She feels his internal cries and it makes her want to scream for him. Something's wrong. Somethings terribly wrong. They won't find him 'til morning, because she's too afraid to go looking for him. Afraid that she might be next, or afraid of what she might find. The thoughts are unbearable as she tries to stay in control, but she's losing the battle.
Tears streak down her face as she worries herself to sleep. He'll come home soon, he has to. It's been almost an hour since he was expected to be here and the clock keeps ticking, as she keeps picking. At her mind waiting for the sign that he's okay. that he's home and everything's alright again. That he's safe, that their safe, together and nothing will ever break them apart. Crying she wants to scream, long and loud. To tear her hair out just because she's worried, because her emotions are out of whack at that moment and he's not home. Not safe and sound like he should be.
"Where are you?" She whispers through tears. Curled up in a ball waiting for his return.
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I am enjoying your randomness very very it is great it take me to the edge of a place and leave me there thirsty wanting more but there is no more there just a blank place where words should be but there is none as there is no more to say just an empty space so I move on the the next one and the next drinking my fill. 
*hugs* You can PM me if you like talk about anything you like if you wish I am a very good listener.
*hugs* You can PM me if you like talk about anything you like if you wish I am a very good listener.
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heheh^^ glad to hear you love my writing so much *nods*.
Thank you... I might have to take you up on the offer one day... *nods*.... Sadly not tonight (tis bed time for me now lol) but i will *nods*.
Thank you... I might have to take you up on the offer one day... *nods*.... Sadly not tonight (tis bed time for me now lol) but i will *nods*.-
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Running to keep my feet underneath me.
Letting the momentum carry me.
Through the path that is layed out infront of me.
Try as i might my mind brings me round again.
Back to the fork in the road that my mind sends.
An on going trend.
Pulse running rapidly i find it hard to breathe
Throat tightens as i begin to seethe
Blind rage clouding my mind as i clench my teeth
Frustration builds as i find myself at the end
Do i go round the bend
What side of the fork will send
Me to the right place
Instead of having to chase
Dreams and lace
Lace built of strong mesh fabric made by a babbling muse.
Letting the momentum carry me.
Through the path that is layed out infront of me.
Try as i might my mind brings me round again.
Back to the fork in the road that my mind sends.
An on going trend.
Pulse running rapidly i find it hard to breathe
Throat tightens as i begin to seethe
Blind rage clouding my mind as i clench my teeth
Frustration builds as i find myself at the end
Do i go round the bend
What side of the fork will send
Me to the right place
Instead of having to chase
Dreams and lace
Lace built of strong mesh fabric made by a babbling muse.
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Your welcome.KeeroTashimi wrote:heheh^^ glad to hear you love my writing so much *nods*.
When ever you wish to. No rush.
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(randomness.... I don't remember what number im at... >,;; )
Stuck in her head she looks at the screen in front of her, trying her hardest to get out. Playing a video game it preoccupies the mind until she has to turn it off and actually do what it was she was supposed to do. She has to make some food for him.
She cleaned, and even tidied up a bit... He says nothing and wants her to make some food. He works more hours than she does, so it does make sense that she does more cleaning and such. She doesn't mind it, really she doesn't. Just a little appreciation would go a long way.
Downstairs she sits by herself listening to music while she waits for the oventimer to ding. Lost in thought she goes to her thoughts of her ex, and then to that crush she had a while back. Whats wrong with her?
If he found out about any of this it would hurt him and he would get pissed. She would have no means of defending against his rage if it got that much, and she feels that it would. Still if she was with anyone else, it wouldn't ever be what she wants it to be. It would be worse than where she's at now. She'd be lieing more, hiding behind a mask more. She shouldn't with her own lover but there it is. There's a lot that she doesn't hide, her discontent with certain situations is always clear, but she hides a lot in the same stride.
Hides what's on her mind and something important too, but she could never say what it is. Never, for it would ruin him and he would never trust her again. He would hate her beyond anything if she told him. So she keeps the truth to herself and the guilt is her punishment. She'll walk with it for the rest of her life if she must. If she stays with him that long. Will she? She's uncertain. He's done things that would've given her the chance to leave, but she can't bear to be without him. The one who makes her feel happy, through everything. The one who calls her beautiful when no one else does. And to her... it means the world.
Stuck in her head she looks at the screen in front of her, trying her hardest to get out. Playing a video game it preoccupies the mind until she has to turn it off and actually do what it was she was supposed to do. She has to make some food for him.
She cleaned, and even tidied up a bit... He says nothing and wants her to make some food. He works more hours than she does, so it does make sense that she does more cleaning and such. She doesn't mind it, really she doesn't. Just a little appreciation would go a long way.
Downstairs she sits by herself listening to music while she waits for the oventimer to ding. Lost in thought she goes to her thoughts of her ex, and then to that crush she had a while back. Whats wrong with her?
If he found out about any of this it would hurt him and he would get pissed. She would have no means of defending against his rage if it got that much, and she feels that it would. Still if she was with anyone else, it wouldn't ever be what she wants it to be. It would be worse than where she's at now. She'd be lieing more, hiding behind a mask more. She shouldn't with her own lover but there it is. There's a lot that she doesn't hide, her discontent with certain situations is always clear, but she hides a lot in the same stride.
Hides what's on her mind and something important too, but she could never say what it is. Never, for it would ruin him and he would never trust her again. He would hate her beyond anything if she told him. So she keeps the truth to herself and the guilt is her punishment. She'll walk with it for the rest of her life if she must. If she stays with him that long. Will she? She's uncertain. He's done things that would've given her the chance to leave, but she can't bear to be without him. The one who makes her feel happy, through everything. The one who calls her beautiful when no one else does. And to her... it means the world.
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Been on a bit of a hiatous i suppose.... Just havent had the motivation to do much of anything which isn't good.. So here's something from a different site... Some more of my writing.. One i would love to have as a webpage thing... I can't say comic because it won't be.. I will have drawings for it though. For places, peoples and creatures. Just a matter of time,.... Also i need a tablet badly for it.,..... It will all get down eventually...... but sneak a peek at it and tell me what you think... will be writing more randomness in a minute.(or not.... i just got called to watch some Supernatural in the other room... Oo maybe tomorrow *nods* )
Been on a bit of a hiatous i suppose.... Just havent had the motivation to do much of anything which isn't good.. So here's something from a different site... Some more of my writing.. One i would love to have as a webpage thing... I can't say comic because it won't be.. I will have drawings for it though. For places, peoples and creatures. Just a matter of time,.... Also i need a tablet badly for it.,..... It will all get down eventually...... but sneak a peek at it and tell me what you think... will be writing more randomness in a minute.(or not.... i just got called to watch some Supernatural in the other room... Oo maybe tomorrow *nods* )
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(randomness.... Oo 7 or 8 ... Or was it 9? Oo i'll figure it out later....
Musically Inspired: Imogen Heap, The Moment I Said It. )
The look on his face scared her. She backed off, blond tresses falling into her face. The air became icy cold. " I gotta go....," He said in a cold voice.
Her chest tightened while her blood ran as cold as the tension in the air. Brushing the hair out of her face she hurried to him as he picked up the keys and headed towards the front door. " Stop...The roads are so bad......" She placed a hand on his but was instantly shrugged off.
" Don't touch me!" he yelled," I need to go!"
"Where are you going at this hour?" She demanded, concern thick on her voice. A grunt was all the response she got out of him. " Listen will you!... I know this ended badly... Just.,... Sleep on it. The snow's really coming down and the roads are icy.... You're in no mood to be driving.... Just please......." Her brow furrowed as the tears pushed to the surface. There was a dark feeling that went across her very being. If he left out of that door, she would never see him again.
All her words and concern was met with a cold shoulder as he put on his winter coat and closed the door behind him. Shaking all over as the silence fell across the room, she buried her face into her hands.
Outside, he walked out to his car and put the key into the door but hesitated. The roads were slicked with the continuous thawing and freezing cycles that happened over the past few weeks. He knew she was right. That he should stay and find a different way to cool off, but memories of the fight flashed through his mind which made his temper flare. He needed to get out of there.
Slamming the car door he sped off from the driveway and onto the highway. They lived on a cliff side. Beautiful scenery during every time of year. The ocean 50 ft below and a forest above. The winter was the best when the green of the forest was laced with white snow. Their favorite time of year. Not this time.
The vehicle went around the corner of the windy road along the cliff-side and skidded when the wheels had hit a patch of black ice. Spinning out of control the car's hind wheels hit the edge of the cliff, the momentum pulling the car off of the road and into the water.
Musically Inspired: Imogen Heap, The Moment I Said It. )
The look on his face scared her. She backed off, blond tresses falling into her face. The air became icy cold. " I gotta go....," He said in a cold voice.
Her chest tightened while her blood ran as cold as the tension in the air. Brushing the hair out of her face she hurried to him as he picked up the keys and headed towards the front door. " Stop...The roads are so bad......" She placed a hand on his but was instantly shrugged off.
" Don't touch me!" he yelled," I need to go!"
"Where are you going at this hour?" She demanded, concern thick on her voice. A grunt was all the response she got out of him. " Listen will you!... I know this ended badly... Just.,... Sleep on it. The snow's really coming down and the roads are icy.... You're in no mood to be driving.... Just please......." Her brow furrowed as the tears pushed to the surface. There was a dark feeling that went across her very being. If he left out of that door, she would never see him again.
All her words and concern was met with a cold shoulder as he put on his winter coat and closed the door behind him. Shaking all over as the silence fell across the room, she buried her face into her hands.
Outside, he walked out to his car and put the key into the door but hesitated. The roads were slicked with the continuous thawing and freezing cycles that happened over the past few weeks. He knew she was right. That he should stay and find a different way to cool off, but memories of the fight flashed through his mind which made his temper flare. He needed to get out of there.
Slamming the car door he sped off from the driveway and onto the highway. They lived on a cliff side. Beautiful scenery during every time of year. The ocean 50 ft below and a forest above. The winter was the best when the green of the forest was laced with white snow. Their favorite time of year. Not this time.
The vehicle went around the corner of the windy road along the cliff-side and skidded when the wheels had hit a patch of black ice. Spinning out of control the car's hind wheels hit the edge of the cliff, the momentum pulling the car off of the road and into the water.