Chapter Two: The Rude Awakening All our eyes met for a split second, before we rushed over to him. He was coughing and gasping for air, Sebastian must've broken his neck. "Well finally!" Sebastian shouted, " I thought you were never going to wake up. Welcome to the life of immortality buddy. You're welcome. " he smacked him on the shoulder. "What? What are you talking about? Why does my throat burn? " he was starting to panic. "Oh relax. We'll get you some blood and you'll be fine," Sebastian said. “Blood?” “Yes, you will understand soon.” He was sitting up on the couch gripping his throat, eyes almost popping out of his head. "Go get him one if the blood bags! Now!," I shouted at Sebastian. For once he listened to me and went off to get it. People were gathering around again. Watching everything unfold. I was next to the boy, crouched down on the ground to reach eye level with him. His eyes were a dark shade of red. The need to feed was killing him, literally. His eyes were full of shear terror. He hadn't the slightest clue what was going on. …show more content…
Can you tell me your name? How old are you?" I was trying to take his mind off his throat, but I didn't think I would succeed. "S- S- Sam, " he sputtered," I'm sixteen. " "Okay Sam just try and breathe. It'll all stop soon. " My head turned up to William, "Where the hell is Sebastian? " He
I stared into his face, feeling a sense of outrage. His left eye had collapsed, a line of raw redness showing where the lid refused to close, and his gaze had lost its command. I looked from his face to the glass, thinking he's disem...
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.
"What, exactly, did you think you were doing?" Reinhardt's calm, but stern voice filtered in through the haze surrounding her head.
The Creature That Opened My Eyes Sympathy, anger, hate, and empathy, these are just a few of the emotions that came over me while getting to know and trying to understand the creature created by victor frankenstein in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. For the first time I became completely enthralled in a novel and learned to appreciate literature not only for the great stories they tell but also for the affect it could have on someones life as cliché as that might sound, if that weren’t enough it also gave me a greater appreciation and understanding of the idiom “never judge a book by its cover.” As a pimply faced, insecure, loner, and at most times self absorbed sophomore in high school I was never one to put anytime or focus when it came time
"Me too." She replied, tears still running down her face. For a few seconds they just stood there, accross the room from one another, staring at each other through the sparks and small fires. Then she started walking toward him, saying, "Oh what the hell, we're gonna die anyway."
But his expression stopped me cold. His eyelids scrunched tightly and his head turned 30 degrees, like he was bracing for a punch. “I know I messed up,” he mumbled, “You don’t have to yell at me.”
I watched in horror, my eyes widening, as August gasped and stumbled to the floor. OUCH! August looked like he was about to cry, eyes filling with tears.
she always used to wish for a way to escape her life. She saw memories
"I-, I don't. I don't understand-," he tried speaking but his lapsed breathing stopped him from speaking
“There you are.” Sebastian’s sneakers screeched as he turned to sit on the bus bench next to him. “Are you okay?” A look of concern overtook his face, eyebrows furrowed.
The arrival and vanishing of an unknown person caused little concern to Ayame. If he had been an assailant shed be worried, yet his presence was one of seeking not hostility. She had a feeling that if she had engaged shed have lost. Turning her attention to the battlefield she sent out her senses into the dust cloud covering the exterminated throne room. Her mind brushed against Destrox burning energy searing her senses back.
Then all of a sudden, he began to choke, and blood dribbled from his mouth and got on my jacket. "What the hell?!" I yelled. I grabbed his shoulders and stared, astonished, at his face, as he silently pleaded for help. I couldn't handle looking at him anymore and I was frozen in shock, so I let him fall to the ground.
Early June sun shining bright. I set off into town. Driving down the road, mind drifting. I know this roads every twist and turn, when CRUNCH. I step outside to assess the damage. To my despair I find a tree has viciously mutilated the right side of my Volkswagen Jetta. I drive home knowing the rage of my parents will be inevitable. After countless hours of lecturing they calm down and reach the conclusion that I must get a job.
Julie’s dreams never worked out. She had dreams of going to college, but that fell through. No money. Was it her fault that the economy took a nose dive and no one wanted to give her a scholarship? Julie was going to graduate in the top half of her class. But, then she’d missed one final exam. Did she ask to get the flu or to forget the date of the makeup exam? Work for living, meet the right people, and take advantage of your opportunities. How she hated the advice she got from her parents. Well, this was where Julie drew the line. This was where she would set herself apart from the crowd. No more Loser for Julie. She was going to be the best Executive Assistant in the world. And, she was going to start today.