The harshly cold air causes me to shuffle along stiffly. I pull my hood up over my head with my numb fingers. Immediately I stuff my hands back into the pockets of my jacket as I quicken my pace in order to keep warm. I suppose it’s a good thing I decided to wear this jacket today. It probably isn’t nearly as cold out here as it feels to me. I have always been extremely sensitive to cold weather. Dark, ominous clouds sulk overhead. Maybe the gods are grieving for the many deaths of the people of South Korea during this harsh, bloody war. It’s much too silent today. Usually I hear several gunshots off in the distance. The most noticeable sound at moment is the crunching of leaves underneath my feet every time I take a step. I can almost …show more content…
Out of breath, another young man clumsily trips over a root sticking above the ground before regaining his balance and setting his hands his knees. “What is it, Karma?” Armin asks. The young man notices me and gives me a questioning look. “I... I heard a gunshot,” he huffs out, not taking his eyes off of me. “Who is this?” “Oh, this is...” Armin faces me and raises his eyebrows expectantly. I wipe my tear-soaked face with the back of my hand and take a deep breath. “I'm Ren,” I introduce myself as I bow respectfully. “Ren,” he slaps my shoulder and smiles at me, his eyes twinkling as he does so. Karma nods his head at me and beams cheerfully. “Another one added to the crew then?” Armin glances back at me. “It's up to him.” I bite my lip nervously. “What- what's up to me?” “We cordially invite you, Ren of Busan, to-” “We'd like for you to come with us,” Armin finishes for him while he slaps his arm which makes him whimper and glare playfully at him. My eyes widen at the unexpected invitation. I just tried to kill myself, then I broke down crying, and now these kind strangers want me to join them? A grin creeps up onto my face. I've just been given a second
His opposer stands triumphantly as he thought to have succeeded in his mission. “How ill mannered is he?” the sniper murmured to himself with a devious smile. Standing tall in all black; blazer, bow tie, socks, Balmoral shoes, with the button up also to be corresponding. He appears seemingly endless like a black shadowed character made up to startle young children. The opposing sniper moves as if he is the actual Slender Man. As he stands as a vacuous man, I conjure my scheme to vanish him.
THE PAST :.. In days gone by, the four species managed to live in perfect harmony. Witches, werewolves and vampires lived in secret, blending in with the humans on a daily basis - and the humans remained completely in the dark about their existence. It was after thousands of years of living this way, whilst everything was completely normal, that a small group of vampires decided that they’d had enough. They spent months devising plans.
Just a night. An ordinary night, around fifteen to eleven o’clock. I lay there playing with my xacto knife kit. It belonged to my Grandfather’s aunt. So I guess that’s my great great aunt. Well anyways I finally set aside my kit and started to try and sleep. I’m at my grandparents house in the Fairfax District of Los Angeles. The house? Why it’s a classic Spanish themed home built precisely in 1929. At the end of a Golden Era: The Roaring Twenties. So as I turn to closed eyes I see a boy. A young Hasidic Jewish boy. He looks around the age of eight or nine and asks me in a seemingly cute creepily voice Have you seen my family? I asked what family. The family that seems to be missing. I asked are you from around here? He says, yes I grew up here in the brown roofed house.
“Well please be careful and please stay with the rest of the group so you don 't get lost! And I hope you have a fun time there.”
“I am sure they’ll join us in common area at the halfway point, that is, if my sister is feeling up to it.”
A city was fast asleep as the night shrouded it. The only ones awake were those who belong to the night. A young man ran down the sidewalk, panting heavily.
Digging into the snow with my boots while stabilizing my body with the uninjured arm, I inch across the hill, lose my foothold, and plummet downward.
“I’ll be needing you guys for awhile.” Luke says as he grabs them and teleports
It was a dark, cold, cloudy day. The clouds covered the sky like a big black sheet, nothing to be seen except darkness that seemed to go on forever. This was the third day in a row that there had been complete darkness, there was no getting rid of it. This was because of ‘the meteorite.’
Walking turned into a running, then running turned into a weak sprint. As I was running for my life, I lost feeling in my legs, all I could feel was the stomach churning growl coming from my stomach.
Sasaki-san points to my head. I shake my head, and lots of snow dumps down. There’s snow piled up on my shoulders too.
I felt shocked and a huge amount of anger mounting up inside me. I walked
It was started to snow, but the jacket kept me warm. I climbed the fence, and I felt great, like the
I was cold. Cold like the winter, cold like the ice down your back. Cold like that. Forced into a hunched position rooted deep within the snow, attempting to restore and conserve heat and energy. But it was fruitless.