Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Six
BuffyFaithfan1
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[SEVEN]
To beat the odds is to overcome a loss, یا the loss of something that challenged you. When I was younger, beating the newest level on a video game after losing 20 times in a row, had me overcome the losses that were in my way so I could اقدام on to the end. Every year, that loss grows, and as آپ enter the new level of your life every سال once you've reached the new aging mark of your life, آپ start to face challenges that are about to come into your way. Such as high school, یا college, یا a boyfriend/girlfriend, new friends, new family, new town if آپ just moved. But right now, for me, the newest challenge is three things.
1.) Those witchcrafting people that lived in that castle
2.) This whole hospital gig
3.) Jerek
The challenges with numbers one and two are yet to come, and the ones with number three are simple. His emotions, his...pain. I feel bad for feeling jealous, but I won't tell Jerek I ever was. I hope someday he'll get over this, but not forget what happened. But, I still can't stop feeling bad for him. And I don't blame myself for doing so.
-*-*-*-
I got up out of bed, pushing the alarm on the clock off, and stretched. I got dressed quickly, realizing I was five منٹ away from midnight, and ran a comb through my hair and put it into a quick pony-tail, out of the way, and not a sight hazard. I snuck out of the room and went up the stairs, wondering if Tabra was right behind me یا was already upstairs in the kitchen.
When I got up there, Shropee was drinking a cup of coffee, and Jerek was sitting with her, drinking coffee as well.
"Tabra here yet?" I asked, and Shropee turned calmly while Jerek jumped in his seat.
"He's in the bathroom. He'll be out in a minute." She said, and I grabbed a cup, filling it to the rim with coffee, creme and sugar. I sat down, and Tabra walked out. Shropee got up, gave Tabra her seat, and as the three of us sat at the bar, she walked on the otherside of the bar, and put her cup down.
"Alright, we are all here, now let's begin." She filled a cup for Tabra and handed it to him while she began her background story for our little hospital ٹمٹم, gig, لٹو coming up. "Don't interrupt یا ask سوالات until the end ok? Good. Now here we go.
"The spell book we took from the wiccans, is very powerful. The only way we can stop them is سے طرف کی destroying the book. I did some studies, and found out magic is sealing this book so it can't get damaged. آپ could throw this thing into a fire, and all it would do is get warm. Not hot, just warm. Same thing with water. And if آپ tear a page, the tear reseals itself, and if آپ rip a page from it's spine, it will turn the page to dust, and it will pull itself back together out of thin air and the page will reattatch itself. So, the doctor used to study magics, the one we are getting information from, and he knows how to disarm the book, but he has to do it at the hospital. So, Cyd and Tabra are taking the book to a special room that will be locked from the outside, and he will knock seven times so آپ guys know it's him. آپ let him in, and he pages me, I grab Jerek (who will be with me) and we go to that room. I'll knock ten times, so آپ know it's me, and آپ let us in. Then, he does his magic, disarms it, we get out of the hospital and let him go back to being a doctor, and then we اقدام on to taking the wiccans down, got it?"
"Sure." I said, glad I didn't have to take on any medical stuff. Tabra and I would sit in a room and wait. Fun!
"S'fine with me." Jerek said, and finished his coffee off.
"Sounds like a good plan. We will be armed though, just in case right?" Tabra asked as I finished half of my coffee.
"Yes. Just in case." Shropee said, and sent us off to the weapons room to put our gear together, that way once the clock reads six a.m., we slip them on, and leave.
"Alright. Let's go train آپ guys." I put my up down, grabbed Jerek and Tabra's arms, and we started for the stairs.
Volume Six
BuffyFaithfan1
_______________________________
[SEVEN]
To beat the odds is to overcome a loss, یا the loss of something that challenged you. When I was younger, beating the newest level on a video game after losing 20 times in a row, had me overcome the losses that were in my way so I could اقدام on to the end. Every year, that loss grows, and as آپ enter the new level of your life every سال once you've reached the new aging mark of your life, آپ start to face challenges that are about to come into your way. Such as high school, یا college, یا a boyfriend/girlfriend, new friends, new family, new town if آپ just moved. But right now, for me, the newest challenge is three things.
1.) Those witchcrafting people that lived in that castle
2.) This whole hospital gig
3.) Jerek
The challenges with numbers one and two are yet to come, and the ones with number three are simple. His emotions, his...pain. I feel bad for feeling jealous, but I won't tell Jerek I ever was. I hope someday he'll get over this, but not forget what happened. But, I still can't stop feeling bad for him. And I don't blame myself for doing so.
-*-*-*-
I got up out of bed, pushing the alarm on the clock off, and stretched. I got dressed quickly, realizing I was five منٹ away from midnight, and ran a comb through my hair and put it into a quick pony-tail, out of the way, and not a sight hazard. I snuck out of the room and went up the stairs, wondering if Tabra was right behind me یا was already upstairs in the kitchen.
When I got up there, Shropee was drinking a cup of coffee, and Jerek was sitting with her, drinking coffee as well.
"Tabra here yet?" I asked, and Shropee turned calmly while Jerek jumped in his seat.
"He's in the bathroom. He'll be out in a minute." She said, and I grabbed a cup, filling it to the rim with coffee, creme and sugar. I sat down, and Tabra walked out. Shropee got up, gave Tabra her seat, and as the three of us sat at the bar, she walked on the otherside of the bar, and put her cup down.
"Alright, we are all here, now let's begin." She filled a cup for Tabra and handed it to him while she began her background story for our little hospital ٹمٹم, gig, لٹو coming up. "Don't interrupt یا ask سوالات until the end ok? Good. Now here we go.
"The spell book we took from the wiccans, is very powerful. The only way we can stop them is سے طرف کی destroying the book. I did some studies, and found out magic is sealing this book so it can't get damaged. آپ could throw this thing into a fire, and all it would do is get warm. Not hot, just warm. Same thing with water. And if آپ tear a page, the tear reseals itself, and if آپ rip a page from it's spine, it will turn the page to dust, and it will pull itself back together out of thin air and the page will reattatch itself. So, the doctor used to study magics, the one we are getting information from, and he knows how to disarm the book, but he has to do it at the hospital. So, Cyd and Tabra are taking the book to a special room that will be locked from the outside, and he will knock seven times so آپ guys know it's him. آپ let him in, and he pages me, I grab Jerek (who will be with me) and we go to that room. I'll knock ten times, so آپ know it's me, and آپ let us in. Then, he does his magic, disarms it, we get out of the hospital and let him go back to being a doctor, and then we اقدام on to taking the wiccans down, got it?"
"Sure." I said, glad I didn't have to take on any medical stuff. Tabra and I would sit in a room and wait. Fun!
"S'fine with me." Jerek said, and finished his coffee off.
"Sounds like a good plan. We will be armed though, just in case right?" Tabra asked as I finished half of my coffee.
"Yes. Just in case." Shropee said, and sent us off to the weapons room to put our gear together, that way once the clock reads six a.m., we slip them on, and leave.
"Alright. Let's go train آپ guys." I put my up down, grabbed Jerek and Tabra's arms, and we started for the stairs.
