My name is Levi Purus. Just now, I came back from my first دن of school. I don't know why, but everyone, including my teacher were afraid of me. I didn't want to go back, but mom and dad told me I had to.
Some years later...
Today, I was pummeled again سے طرف کی the local bullies. I can't tell why, but they seemed to be hurting themselves مزید than they were hurting me. I guess that they act tough, but aren't.
Some days later...
I was in the principal's office for breaking a kid's arm while in wrestling class. It's not my fault they didn't tap out earlier. Is it?
Several years later...
I'm 15 now, and my parents decided to tell me everything. I was not their biological child. I was found سے طرف کی them while I was wandering the streets of the city. They also کہا I wasn't a cat, but something called a Banshee, whatever that is. They explained to me that my skeleton was thick and hard, which would explain why the bullies couldn't beat me up too badly. I aslo found out that I was stronger than most mobocanians. The as explained how I was able to break those arms like twigs, as I remember. I also found out that I narrowly escaped a genocide due to the fact that I was born after such an events.
I was lucky to be alive.
Some years later...
I found out I wasn't alone today. I saw another banshee, specifically, a female one. My parents taught me the distinguishing marks of a Banshee, and, effectively enough, she was a Banshee. We had a great time together. She کہا that she'd like to spend some time with me tomorrow. Did she just ask me out on a date?
A few years later...
With school long gone, and both of us going to universities, with stable jobs, we're on our way to a good life.
One یا two years later...
My mother died of be as in cancer. My girlfriend and I got an excused absence from the یونیورسٹی to visit mother. She passed while we were all there. My life-savings went towards her funeral. Or, at least most of it. Father and my girlfriend helped paying it off.
A couple years later...
I proposed to my girlfriend today, and she accepted. The wedding was to be held a little less than a ماہ away. With my doctorate, and my fiance's doctorate, we made enough money to support Father.
A ماہ later...
My wife is pregnant with my child. Father cried when he saw his developing grandson on the sonograph. We banshees are smart, but I don't know how long he cried for.
Several months later...
After much planning, I will have an assistant of mine try to remove something I found inside my body called a 'core'. I found this سے طرف کی using a personally engineered gamma کرن, رے machine as an x کرن, رے machine because x کرن, رے machines weren't very helpful. I have reason to believe that if I can take it out of my body, the core can serve as an energy source. Assumming I syrvive the process.
Many weeks later...
I awoke from a comatose state caused سے طرف کی the removal if my core. My assistant کہا that I blacked out shortly after my core was removed, and that when she tried to put the core back, she couldn't because of a دیوار of light.
This was intriguing, so I took another gamma کرن, رے test, and a white spot always appeared where my core previously was.
A سال later...
Father was murdered today. I cried, but I got this idea. All the wars in the world are caused سے طرف کی anger, envy, fear, یا some other emotion. If this is the root of the problem, then I intend to end it.
Several months later...
I developed a serum to nullify all emotion. I tested it, and it works like a dream. I intend to have this distributed world wide, and begin using the serum on myself.
A دن later...
I found out about a tournament that was being held. I decided to join. It would be a nice populated place to begin the distribution. I kissed my wife, son, and unborn daughter good-bye, and went on my way to enter the tournament.
This was going to be the first time I tested the serum on myself.
End, until further notice...
Some years later...
Today, I was pummeled again سے طرف کی the local bullies. I can't tell why, but they seemed to be hurting themselves مزید than they were hurting me. I guess that they act tough, but aren't.
Some days later...
I was in the principal's office for breaking a kid's arm while in wrestling class. It's not my fault they didn't tap out earlier. Is it?
Several years later...
I'm 15 now, and my parents decided to tell me everything. I was not their biological child. I was found سے طرف کی them while I was wandering the streets of the city. They also کہا I wasn't a cat, but something called a Banshee, whatever that is. They explained to me that my skeleton was thick and hard, which would explain why the bullies couldn't beat me up too badly. I aslo found out that I was stronger than most mobocanians. The as explained how I was able to break those arms like twigs, as I remember. I also found out that I narrowly escaped a genocide due to the fact that I was born after such an events.
I was lucky to be alive.
Some years later...
I found out I wasn't alone today. I saw another banshee, specifically, a female one. My parents taught me the distinguishing marks of a Banshee, and, effectively enough, she was a Banshee. We had a great time together. She کہا that she'd like to spend some time with me tomorrow. Did she just ask me out on a date?
A few years later...
With school long gone, and both of us going to universities, with stable jobs, we're on our way to a good life.
One یا two years later...
My mother died of be as in cancer. My girlfriend and I got an excused absence from the یونیورسٹی to visit mother. She passed while we were all there. My life-savings went towards her funeral. Or, at least most of it. Father and my girlfriend helped paying it off.
A couple years later...
I proposed to my girlfriend today, and she accepted. The wedding was to be held a little less than a ماہ away. With my doctorate, and my fiance's doctorate, we made enough money to support Father.
A ماہ later...
My wife is pregnant with my child. Father cried when he saw his developing grandson on the sonograph. We banshees are smart, but I don't know how long he cried for.
Several months later...
After much planning, I will have an assistant of mine try to remove something I found inside my body called a 'core'. I found this سے طرف کی using a personally engineered gamma کرن, رے machine as an x کرن, رے machine because x کرن, رے machines weren't very helpful. I have reason to believe that if I can take it out of my body, the core can serve as an energy source. Assumming I syrvive the process.
Many weeks later...
I awoke from a comatose state caused سے طرف کی the removal if my core. My assistant کہا that I blacked out shortly after my core was removed, and that when she tried to put the core back, she couldn't because of a دیوار of light.
This was intriguing, so I took another gamma کرن, رے test, and a white spot always appeared where my core previously was.
A سال later...
Father was murdered today. I cried, but I got this idea. All the wars in the world are caused سے طرف کی anger, envy, fear, یا some other emotion. If this is the root of the problem, then I intend to end it.
Several months later...
I developed a serum to nullify all emotion. I tested it, and it works like a dream. I intend to have this distributed world wide, and begin using the serum on myself.
A دن later...
I found out about a tournament that was being held. I decided to join. It would be a nice populated place to begin the distribution. I kissed my wife, son, and unborn daughter good-bye, and went on my way to enter the tournament.
This was going to be the first time I tested the serum on myself.
End, until further notice...
Name: Tyler Andrew سونا
Nickname: فالکن the Vamphog
Attire: Black, blue, and red sneakers
فر, سمور Color: سونا and brown
Eye Color: Green
Bio: When فالکن was young, he was turned into a vamphog. The reason he became a vamphog was his father came ہوم from work with some sort of chemical. When his father wasn't looking, he took it, and accidentally broke the bottle it was in. The chemical got all over his fur. Once his parents realized, it was too late. It got into his blood stream and made him a vamphog.
Nickname: فالکن the Vamphog
Attire: Black, blue, and red sneakers
فر, سمور Color: سونا and brown
Eye Color: Green
Bio: When فالکن was young, he was turned into a vamphog. The reason he became a vamphog was his father came ہوم from work with some sort of chemical. When his father wasn't looking, he took it, and accidentally broke the bottle it was in. The chemical got all over his fur. Once his parents realized, it was too late. It got into his blood stream and made him a vamphog.
I've never been used to death...
Tension in the workplace, a jealous ex-boyfriend...
All I have to do is to piece together the evidence and finally close the case file...
But what's bothering me?
I know I'm missing something! There's something else here!
There's a strange fluid in her lungs...I don't buy the claim that she died in the tub.
The stage was set...
...the poor girl was murdered...
[AUTHOR NOTE: Hello everyone! I am going to be writing a new story and I would like to know if I should continue یا abort the idea. So please critique and tell me what آپ think. I appreciate it. :) ~Juli]
Tension in the workplace, a jealous ex-boyfriend...
All I have to do is to piece together the evidence and finally close the case file...
But what's bothering me?
I know I'm missing something! There's something else here!
There's a strange fluid in her lungs...I don't buy the claim that she died in the tub.
The stage was set...
...the poor girl was murdered...
[AUTHOR NOTE: Hello everyone! I am going to be writing a new story and I would like to know if I should continue یا abort the idea. So please critique and tell me what آپ think. I appreciate it. :) ~Juli]
G-Sil was chokeing Silhouette, holding her above a pond. Shock, V2, Claws, Prime, and Rico stood about 5 feet from them. One step closer, and G-Sil could've dropped Silhouette into the pond. Silhouette was bleeding oil, which made it look مزید disgusting than blood. Her oxygen supply was running low, and she could barely move. Her ears were releasing smoke. And her eyes looked red and tired. It was like her own personal hell. The sky was red and cloudy. The sounds of sirens filled the air. But I'm starting at the ending, let's start at the beginning, shall we.........?
Stay tuned for part 2!!!!!!!
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Stay tuned for part 2!!!!!!!
(FC's belong to original owners!)
~Have a good Christmas, everybody!
(To the tune of "Jingle Bells")
Madjin: *wearing a Santa Claus hat*
Drexel: *Holding a present*
Chris: *wearing a سٹار, ستارہ on his nose and covered in clorful lights*
Madjin: Chris is such a hoe.
Chris: Well, Madjin is so gay!
Drexel: And I think آپ all should know... Madjin's too scared to pray!
Chris & Madjin: HA HA HA!
Madjin: * frustrated* I'm not gonna say one thing.
Drexel: Are آپ also scared of the light?
Madjin: I don't think آپ should say that if آپ want to live tonight!
Chris: OOOOHH, You're life fails!
Drexel: Yes, he fails!
Madjin: I've had enough today!
Drexel: But It's fun to tease آپ so... Will I listen? Naaaaayyy!!
(To the tune of "Jingle Bells")
Madjin: *wearing a Santa Claus hat*
Drexel: *Holding a present*
Chris: *wearing a سٹار, ستارہ on his nose and covered in clorful lights*
Madjin: Chris is such a hoe.
Chris: Well, Madjin is so gay!
Drexel: And I think آپ all should know... Madjin's too scared to pray!
Chris & Madjin: HA HA HA!
Madjin: * frustrated* I'm not gonna say one thing.
Drexel: Are آپ also scared of the light?
Madjin: I don't think آپ should say that if آپ want to live tonight!
Chris: OOOOHH, You're life fails!
Drexel: Yes, he fails!
Madjin: I've had enough today!
Drexel: But It's fun to tease آپ so... Will I listen? Naaaaayyy!!