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Killing Through Crow's Eyes Chapter 7, Crow-da-call; part 1

posted by zutaradragon

~Kem
I walk back along the road with Madi and Margi following again. I look up and c Cynder flying so I walk in2 a building and make my way 2 the roof. “Hey Cyn.” I say absently as she flies over 2 me.
“Kem.” she greets with a chirp.
“I think I have my 1st job 4 u.” I reply.
“Already?”
“Yes. I need u 2 follow a physic سے طرف کی the name of Clark.”
“May I ask y?”
“He's on the case now and he's investigating the NYC Demon cases. I don't think I've left any possible leads. In fact, I'm 110% sure I didn't...but he can talk 2 the dead.”
“not that that'd really matter....b very helpful...

Killing Through Crow's Eyes Chapter 5, Psychic Cop, آپ Say...? PT. 1

posted by zutaradragon

~Kem
I land on سب, سب سے اوپر of a building instead of going ہوم like I was going to at 1st. Detectives were already on the scene, I could sense them from here, crawling over it like roaches in a nasty hotel. I pull off my leather clothes I had on and put on the other clothes I had stored in my shadow. After changing and making my demon clothes part of my shadow, I walk down the steps leading into the building and smile. J-Karry orphanage the sign read. I walk into a room and 5 kids ranging from 5 to 10 are sitting in a دائرے, حلقہ talking about 'Rescue', which is what the kids call me. 'Course...none of 'em...

Killing Through Crow's Eyes, Ch. 2 Physic, Undercover Cop

posted by zutaradragon

~Clark
“so....ur a cop, huh?”
“i completed the academy” I say “specialized in undercover.”
“an undercover cop,” the sheriff says “we'll c about that.”
I nod, trying 2 restrain myself from reaching over and strangling the guy. Maybe it's just a pet peeve, I don't know how many people find it annoying when someone thinks they're better then u just because they've been on the job longer then u. it drives me nuts. “i would b happy 2 do anything u ask” I say, looking over 2 c the sheriff grinning at me.
“anything, hu? Oh, u can work 4 me, i've got a job 4 u. just as long as...

Killing Through Crow's Eyes. Ch. 3 Demon Darker. Pt.2

posted by zutaradragon

As I see the apartment comes into view, the sun creeps over the sky scrapers, and the phrase “Crisp, cool morning air” really doesn't work here. No, مزید like “Polluted, musky, and dingy air” Anywho, I shoot down down and disappear and reappear as a shadow along the ridge of the building سے طرف کی the window. I look in and see Ray. Slowly and carefully I اقدام along the shadows of the ridge through the small gap between the window and the frame. U know the one that's there and u think the window's shut but the gap's still there and then ur wondering where the hell the draft's coming from cos...

true warrior (midnightclan)

posted by zutaradragon

eyes like fire, burn my pelt.
pulse runs higher, pain i felt.
claws are red,
my friend...dead.

ear is torn,
for her, i morn.
my eye hurts,
the pain...won't stop.

my pelt throbbs,
i can't cope.
my life is fading,
my دل aches.

sudden strangth!
can't give up!
clan needs me!
for them, i'll fight!

i will not fight for me,
for i'll give in.
the pain, everywhere,
but i don't care!

pride burns in my heart,
honnor, too.
i will not دکھائیں my fear,
though it nearly swallows me.

the pain in their eyes,
i forget my own.
they دکھائیں no fear,
though i know they share it.

the brave cats around me,
it fills me with pride.
for i AM a true warrior,
and i do not cry.

a true warrior can cry,
but not out here.
can دکھائیں no weakness,
can دکھائیں no fear.

and sence i'm i true warrior,
and because i am loyal,
i will fight through this,
for no pain is worse then letting them down.

Reasons To Explian

posted by zutaradragon

It's like watchin' another family
fall apart
and I can't help it
no, I lost it
I cry myself to sleep again
I need to find myself a friend
but who wants to be a friend
with someone growing up in a war zone?

I'm just watching the fighting
and the arguing
and I can't do anything
I can't help
so I run
I run away to my room
my safe-place
my only shelter

It hurts me so much
it only makes me cry
I can't lie
and I try and I try to walk away
I feel myself pull away.
And I cry and I cry and I run away
all I have left of them is a picture to go by
and I don't even want that
I rip my face free of them
and I throw the family portrait...

Light and me, Part 5: The Call

posted by zutaradragon

*the word 'Kira' came up onto the screen, and a voice came from the computer.*
if u r listening 2 this, then all the rest of the officers r dead. and, yes, the entire task force, including Misa, r dead as well...and u r next. *Light smirks as he writes the last officer's name down in the death note.* *the officer starts grabbing at his chest and falls 2 the floor, dropping the phone on the desk* i know about Near and Mello, and i realize that i will have as much trouble with u as i did with L, but i promis that i WILL find u, and, when i do, i will END U BOTH. *Light smirks as he speaks into...

lasting forever chapter 3

posted by cleorocks112

Claire kicked and screamed but she just couldn't get the creature off of her. Orbin heard the cry for held and dashed away to help Claire "Claire?" He looked in the back نشست and she there with a strange guy covering her mouth with a napkin and a چھری to her throat, suddenly his eyes turned white and Orbin thoght "ohh noo the the.." but he couldn't even thought of the name یا else it would get مزید power from Orbin's fear of him.

Claire woke up and screamed but the creature made her stay still with his grip. Orbin spoke "O.K I don't want any trouble I'll just go inside and leave the situation...

Killing Through Crow's Eyes Chapter 7, Crow-da-call; part 2

posted by zutaradragon

As I walk down the streets and find myself drawn strangely to another alley and I walk into it. Partly because I hear a bunch of people yelling and cheering and right about then I hear “Ladies and pimps! Haters of all ages!” and realize one of my سب, سب سے اوپر fav. hip-hop/rap songs sweat ya perm out was coming on. Most wouldn't have heard that until they got closer....and سے طرف کی that I mean pressed again the دیوار closer...but I'm not most. Right about then I realize it's an underground club, something like a modern speak-ez. I mean that in 2 ways....1 is that it's not known and 2 is it's in an abandon...

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Unfinished Song: Driftin

posted by zutaradragon

feels like i'm driftin' through space
i'm fallin' from pace
didn't leave a trace...
of my...existance...
i've been fallin' quite a distance...
feels like i'm hurtin'
and i....need u...but u put up a curtian
u refuse 2 break my fall
and u ignor my call
i've been through it all
i feel i could cry
یا maybe just die
because who stops long enough 2 find out y
someone does cry?
and it pains me 2 know
this sad world will never grow
at least not anytime soon
i may as well stay on the moon
so these stars will be my company
and my releif, if any
when u c the stars remember
i will be here forever
i will stay
so do not delay
for the others drifting with me
look 4 me, 4 i am she
i need the company
so stay with me, if there r any
life doesn't end when your body dies
anyone who says that lies...
so i'm calling all drifters
because they will b the shifters...

The Hangman سے طرف کی Maurice Ogden with my follow-up poem

posted by zutaradragon

Into our town the hangman came,
smelling of سونا and blood and flame.
He paced our bricks with a different air,
and built his frame on the courthouse square.
The scaffold stood سے طرف کی the courthouse side,
only as wide as the door was wide
with a frame as tall, یا a little more,
than the capping sill of the courthouse door.

And we wondered whenever we had the time,
Who the criminal? What the crime?
The hangman judged with the yellow twist
of knotted hemp in his busy fist.

And innocent though we were with dread,
we passed those eyes of buckshot lead.
Till one cried, "Hangman, who is he,
for whom آپ raised the...

Nakita/Nikita

posted by zutaradragon

the 2 versions my ghost cat gave me are 2 different versions of the same name. it's a boy یا a girl name but, in some languages, it can only be a girl name. however, in most cases, it means the same thing: Victorios. rooted in Egypt, the word Nekhet is pernonced similarly to Niki. Nekhet means "to be strong" here are the meanings i have found from varying lanuages.
~Victory of the people
~Unconquerable
~Goddess of Victory (Nike)
~Unconquered
~Masculine
~Earth: Ganges
~Flower
~Sharp
~A Dew Drop from Heaven
~Beautiful girl in the world
~As beautiful girl as the moon
~Light
~Victory carrier
~Victorious
~Undefeatable...

Killing Through Crow's Eyes Chapter 4 Ray's Back...?

posted by zutaradragon

~Clark
“c rookie, how all the blood's in a close area. This indicates he didn't struggle. At least, not 2 much. DNA tests will show....” Detective Alan Roonster pauses. I'd met him yesterday...and he was staring at me. I could feel his eyes on my back. “r u even listening 2 me?”
Nodding absently, I turn 2 him. “do u c that guy over there, watching us?”
he looks at me, confusion shining in his eyes, and he frowns. “i c no one but a rookie with ADD. now pay attention, I wanna teach u 'bout this.”
“i know about blood splatters” I mutter “and I don't have ADD either...” I turn...

Killing Through Crow's Eyes, CH.1, Silver Crow. PT.5

posted by zutaradragon

~Kem
“Kem....Kem...?” پار, صلیب waves her hand in front of me.
“hu...oh, sorry. دن dreaming...” I reply. Ok, مزید like a day-mare, but they don't need 2 know that...
“looks like u jus got eat سے طرف کی a cay-yote and barfed back up 4 da vultures.” says a 15 سال old with a thick southern accent.
“gee...thanks 4 the visual aid, there, Bruno...” I mutter under my breathe.
“he has a point, Kem...” پار, صلیب replies. “u sure...?”
“i'm fine. Cross.” I reply with a sigh, catching the annoyance in my voice a سیکنڈ 2 late.
“well EXCUSE ME 4 caring! I promise i'll NEVER do it again!” she turns her back and stomps off....shit, not what I wanted. I hadn't meant 2 sound annoyed...it just happened....i fucked up but....4 some reason....i can't bring myself 2 admit it aloud. So, instead, I walk out, leaving them all confused and looking from Cross' room 2 the door I exited.

Killing Through Crow's Eyes Ch.1 Silver بانگ Pt. 4

posted by zutaradragon

I wake up and walk down the stairs when I hear glass breaking. I walk slowly, quietly, and very timidly. Like I was testing ice to see if it would hold without breaking یا cracking. Even the smallest crack, I realize, will spread. Mom and dad are fighting....again. Brother's crying....and I stop half way down the stairs. Why? Because I notice something in my father's hand...and it freezes me in place....his knife's out...i stare, wide-eyed. He walks into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ and I hear a scream, which ends abruptly. I slowly creep into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ and peek around the corner. I stare, horrified and hoping...

Killing Through Crow's Eyes Ch.1 Silver بانگ Pt.3

posted by zutaradragon

~Kem
"wow, u got a LOT of stuff!" Raven exclaims as i land and let my Shadow Goods be brought 2 light. we always call it Shadowing when i make things part of my shadow, Lighting یا Brought to Light when i expose them, and the actual objects we call Shadow Goods. just some lingo 4 u 2 know. i grab the sketch pad and pencil pack and walk into Silver Wolf's den. we call it a ماند, خلوت خانہ cos it's always dark except 4 the light filtering through a dusty old window that can't b seen though. I walk over 2 him and he looks up at me. I smile and hand him the pad and pencils, and he smiles very slightly and blinks....

Killing Though Crow's Eyes. Ch. 1: Silver بانگ Pt. 1

posted by zutaradragon

~Kem Senef
"i do clean work with no clues left behind" i almost snarl.
"what about weapon identifi-"
"i never use my own weapons." i interrupt. who knew convincing a dude whose father killed his brother that his father would b better off dead would b so hard? "calm down, Jim. i've done this about 20 times b4."
"but u made 1/2 of 'em commit suicide, Kem. i'm tellin' ya', my pop ain't the type."
"2 تبصرے on that. 1, suicide is always a valid cause of death because it's basically thought that any and all humans are capable of taking their own lives. 2, it's MUCH مزید fun 2 kill the person with my...

Color's 4 Blaze Clan

posted by zutaradragon

this is my guide 2 the colors that one of my clans, Blaze clan. it's so when people want 2 شامل میں and i'm not at ہوم i habe a guide.

blue~calm, cool, collect. They care about others مزید then themselves and they tend 2 spend a lot of time helping. Hate fighting. Slightly witty.

Light blue~very calm but slightly witty. They care about others and will help مزید then most. They tend 2 avoid conflict but will fight if they need 2.

dark blue~generally calm and sarcastic. Will stand 4 what they think and they r good fighters, though they don't like 2 fight much.

Blue green~they don't change their minds...

Loststar's story, Careful what u wish for. (lostclan)

posted by zutaradragon

this is for all of u who wanna know y we live here...in this manshon...and for all of u who wanna know...*sigh* never mind...so, here goes...

~flashback~
i wake up at the foot of Master James' bed. another دن in the place i call home. i've lived here sense i was born, and my family, much like James', has always lived here. James has told me since i was little the story of how his great ancestors made this house with their bare hands. they've had cats with them sense the 1st دیوار was built up. i look out the huge window and out at the beautiful mountains. i jump off the بستر and walk 2 the volciny...

The sister's journey to an unknown world,

posted by brownstar

I looked up as the last گھنٹی, بیل rang, signaling that school was over for the day. With a sigh I slowly got up and shoved my agenda and spiral roughly in my bag. "Hey Jane?" My eyes darted up to see Mark, who was in the same grade as me; not only that, he was only one سال older than me. It doesn't even seem like that; though I was thirteen, he was shorter than me. "What is it?" I asked, putting my black backpack over my right shoulder. "Um, I wanted to know if آپ had anything to do this weekend, آپ know, maybe we could do something?" He mumbled as we walked out of the class, waving goodbye to...