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| FAREWELL
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| Here I am, I was able to come out of the first day still living. How many of you, my friends (or the general public for that matter) made it or not i dont know. I always joked about it......but for it to actually happen....I just dont know, it still seems so surreal to me, perhaps it will only be a dream when i wake up, if i wake up. Just in case its so that this hasnt happened or perhaps to just keep a journal for myself, even if this finds anyone still out there and perhaps gives them some hope to carry on I'm going to keep up with the horrible events that have stricken me. I've currently found momentary peace, for how long....I dont know. Where to begin....as I woke I suppose. I had jokingly stayed up untill midnight counting down the time like some sick new years eve but as the early morning following brought no immediate effects, I thought nothing of this day and fell asleep. I woke around 6am and as I always do grabbed one of my weapons to carry with me, (my paranoia makes me do it) I know it sounds strange to carry one around with me, but I was thanking my paranoia not too long after that. I took a shower only fifteen minutes there, then I proceeded back to my room where I dressed and got together my usual accesories ie: cell phone, knife, lighter, keys etc... I'm usually greeted by my dog or even my cat but niether could be found so I once again picked up a blade, (a pirates cutlass, the sharpest and best built that I own) and headed down stairs. I heard a growling as I reached the end of the steps and on further inspection found my dog, Murphey, cowering in the corner, I was cautious from this and moved into the living room. I didnt see my mom, and she always sleeps on the couch so I placed my hand on my blade ready to unsheath it, as I went towards the dining room I heard a faint clanging or scratching of sorts. I slowly made my way to the kitchen, blade fully drawn now and slipped my head around the corner. I saw my mom standing with her back to me repeatedly walking into the door to the outside. I calmly said her name and the next thing I know her head snaps around to stare at me with lightning quick speed and a maliciously hungry look in her eyes and within the same movement her entire body swung around and rushed at me propelling itself into the air in front of me, I quickly fall back out of the doorway as she lands on the ground, I slash at her arm and take out a good chunk as this thing jumps back into a standing position and charges once more. I sidestep and slice through its torso as it charges past but it grabs the corner of the wall and swings itself right back on top of me and as im completly covered by this thrashing beast it suddenly goes limp and falls to the ground, for as she landed on me, I thrust my blade upwards through her skull. It was hard to do, but that thing wasnt my mother. Because I had always joked about this I knew how to go about it, there was noone else in the house, my dad was at work and my sister at her boyfriends, so I quickly rechecked all locks and windows. My next instinctual move was to call Sterling.......ring......ring.......ring.......ring.......ring......"You have reached..." O' shit!! Sterling started a new job and he had already left for it, DAMN, there was no way to reach him and I didnt know where this place was either. I was on my own, as I still am now. I daringly and cautiously (i guess stupidly also) went outside into my backyard, my sword still drawn. I did a quick survey of the area and I could see no immediate dangers, but as I looked towards the sky....there was....an odd red glow almost as if the heavens themselves were on fire. As I was captived by the sky something had snuck up beside me and a hand reached though the railing of the deck and I quickly found myself on the ground with my blade flying quite a bit away from me. I was out of it for just a moment and as I came to my senses I saw the mangled figure thrashing at me, I'm just in its grasp, its hand was clenched around my leg. I reached for my knife and flicked it open, just thinking of getting away from this thing, I jutted the blade at an angle sending all 7/12inches though this things hand and wrist but also through my own leg. The hand let go and I yanked my leg away, sending the blade slicing through the things hand, still stuck in my leg, and I huredly grabbed for my sword letting out a howl as the pain from the injury finally reached me...........BIG mistake................shit.......I'll have to get back to you....if there is anyone out there at a later time...i think, yea....i have to go.....somethings comjgjnglkkm,xn | | |
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The finished product: The Silent Sword.
Sterlings reaction to first seeing his new sword
I think that Mr. Adachi likes my Punisher blades
The anticipation for the battle | | |
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| Hello all, dont feel like writing much, probably wont be on alot in the future, i'll be really busy and then i'll be moving into my own place...............yes i said my own place. I got a call from a friend of mine on sunday saying that she was looking for roomies for a house she just got and I aptly replied with a "HELL YEA!!" So, its a bit of a fixer-upper, but it will totally kick ass when its ready. Until the next time our paths are destined to cross, Farewell.
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