Ao2op’s tadlos…

 

The words did not bring any sense to her at all – words never really had any sense to her anyways.

 

She glanced at her twin brother Fate; who was sleeping soundly next to her. She wanted to ask him what these scrambled words are – but the tired look of Fate’s face made her change her mind.

 

Destiny was born without the ability to feel neither pain nor even sweating like her brother, but her dyslexic conditions made it harder for her to move on with her life. Relentlessly Fate helped her throughout their daily lives – sitting next to her in class to watch out for any sharp things which may hurt her without her conscience, and protect her from bullies from the school next to theirs – and she felt bad each time he had to go through it all again and again for her. The death of her beloved mother 5 months ago did not help this at all; in fact it renders her even more brittle than she already was.

 

She walked out of the house into the dark night outside. Judging from the dews on the white lilies, she knew it was cold. Walking towards the swing in the backyard, her thought kills her slowly inside. What if she just end this pathetic life of hers? She couldn’t read, write, nor could she feel anything that reminds her she was even alive. And Fate, will he agree to this? He had been hurt inside for so long, she thought.

 

“You are cynical indeed, God. I wouldn’t feel a thing if I just slit my throat right here and now.”

 

Sighing, she sat on the swing.

 

“I hope I could just die now.”

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If one man slay another of set purpose,he himself may rightfully be slain. -Sun Tzu,'The Art of War'

Thoughts raced through his head. A Nightmare. Every night he tolerated them, the thoughts of his mother, dead, and the thought of losing the only one left in his life, Destiny. The nightmares didn't make him toss or turn, not anymore. He was used to them.

He woke up, looked around the room, back in reality. He looked to his side to find his sister was gone. His heart sank like it normally does whenever she goes off on her own. He left the room, and walked out of the house. It was cold, he knew Destiny wouldn't feel this. He looked over to the swing, and saw her sitting there, thinking. He walked over to her, placing his hands on her shoulders, despite knowing she wouldn't feel them, "Sis, you should be inside. It's cold out here, I don't want you catching a cold"

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Many thanx to blackhealer for drawing me this ^_^

Blackness covers all I see and all I touch
No feeling of pain just sorrow
My hand loses grip of the sword I held
And I turn to become a true shadow.

(\-M-/) Muah ha ha...Fear the Bunny King!!!
(='.'=)
(")_(")

Destiny did not answer. She hates it when Fate pretended as if he could feel cold too.

"Fate," she uttered. "Aren't you tired of taking care of me?"

She stared at the white lillies, of which their mother used to carefully tend in their backyard. This weird feeling inside of her - she does not know how to put it in words - its like as if her heart had been slowly ripped inside...

 

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If one man slay another of set purpose,he himself may rightfully be slain. -Sun Tzu,'The Art of War'

Fate knew why she didn't answer at first. He tries to be as normal as he can, but with no success. He just wants to be normal, for them to be normal.

"Of course not, your my sister, I have to be there for you, I want to be there for you. We have to be there for each other". Fate knew that the thoughts she was having were bad, possibly even deadly. He has had the same thoughts, but it's Destiny that keeps those thoughts turning to become reality.

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Many thanx to blackhealer for drawing me this ^_^

Blackness covers all I see and all I touch
No feeling of pain just sorrow
My hand loses grip of the sword I held
And I turn to become a true shadow.

(\-M-/) Muah ha ha...Fear the Bunny King!!!
(='.'=)
(")_(")

She wanted to tell him to shut up. She wanted to yell it out loud, so this heavy feeling in her heart somehow lifted. Or, she might choose to take a knife and slit her throat clean, so Fate would not have to look terrible everyday. Everytime she got up in the morning he had to examine her body to see if she accidentally scraped her eyeballs out when she was asleep; or that she was not cut or bruised; use a thermometer to check the temperature of the tea. He had to do everything since she could not read, and no matter how much Fate wanted to do it, it always ended up hurting her.

 "Fate," she sighed. "I..."

She changed her mind. Her mother used to say that sometimes death would not make things better - it will only make it worst.

"I don't feel like going to school tomorrow." she lied.

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If one man slay another of set purpose,he himself may rightfully be slain. -Sun Tzu,'The Art of War'

Fate placed his hand on her head, as a sort of brotherly instinct, even though they both felt nothing from it,"If that's what you really want, but you can't make a habit of it. And if you stay home then I'll have to as well". He couldn't bare to be away from her, even for the shortest second. He had to be there for her, in case something happened. If he wasn't, he'd never forgive himself.

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Many thanx to blackhealer for drawing me this ^_^

Blackness covers all I see and all I touch
No feeling of pain just sorrow
My hand loses grip of the sword I held
And I turn to become a true shadow.

(\-M-/) Muah ha ha...Fear the Bunny King!!!
(='.'=)
(")_(")

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She did not remember for how long she had been asleep. The sun shone brightly through the tinted window of the bedroom. These days, its only sleep that makes her sane; almost a drug, that helps her to forget about the terrible life she's living.

The familiar grumble of the washing machine outside reminded her that she's alive, and she's home. Walking towards the bathroom, she saw something terrible, which sends her screaming on the top of her voice. It was a man in black hooded robe with a deformed face that she never saw before. She took a step backwards on a slippery tile and fell down. Her head hit the sink hard, and she passed out.

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If one man slay another of set purpose,he himself may rightfully be slain. -Sun Tzu,'The Art of War'

Fate awoke to a scream. He knew it was Destiny's. "DESTINY!?". He lept out of his bed and ran to the bathroom, seeing her laying on the floor. He fell to his knees as he lifted her head up onto his lap, "Destiny!?". He looked up to see a hooded man, his face deformed, "W, who are you? What have you done!?". He stared at the man for sometime, waiting for a response. Completely unaware that tears were slowly trickling down his face.

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Many thanx to blackhealer for drawing me this ^_^

Blackness covers all I see and all I touch
No feeling of pain just sorrow
My hand loses grip of the sword I held
And I turn to become a true shadow.

(\-M-/) Muah ha ha...Fear the Bunny King!!!
(='.'=)
(")_(")

The man in the black hood laughed at the sight of fear in the young teen's eyes; enjoying every bit of it. He vanished as soon as Fate blinked.

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"Where am I?" Destiny mouthed. This place seemed so different from what she knew.

"Fate?" she calls out. The dark forest scared her, and the fear escalates slowly in her. "Fate?!!"

"Fate, I'm scared..." she whispered.

She staggered, her eyes suddenly felt so sleepy, but she keeps on moving. She walked deeper into the forest, looking for her brother or anything that is alive. Everything seemed dead in the forest.

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If one man slay another of set purpose,he himself may rightfully be slain. -Sun Tzu,'The Art of War'

One blink and he was gone. Fate looked around, but couldn't find him. His attention turned back to his sister, who was still unconscious. "Destiny!? Please wake up". He placed his head on her shoulder. He was now aware that he was crying, by the water marks he left when he lifted his head. He picked her up carefully and took her back to the bedroom, where he layed her down on the bed. He pulled over a seat and watched her, waited for her to open her eyes. He knew she was alive, he could feel it inside himself. Such is the bonds of twins. He held her hand, and continued to wait, "Destiny..."

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Many thanx to blackhealer for drawing me this ^_^

Blackness covers all I see and all I touch
No feeling of pain just sorrow
My hand loses grip of the sword I held
And I turn to become a true shadow.

(\-M-/) Muah ha ha...Fear the Bunny King!!!
(='.'=)
(")_(")

She ran as fast as she could from the black hooded men who suddenly spawned out of the darkness and began to throw streaks of fire at her. It burns her skin and Destiny felt something she had never felt before - pain!

She knew if she stays she'd die; this people or whatever they were wants her dead, it seems. Destiny dashed forward into the black night, unaware that something was trailing her close. Soon enough she saw a large cave, of which she thought would be safe for her to hide herself.

Curling up, she called her brother's name countless times. She chanted them again and again, hoping that he would appear and rescue her...

 "Destiny..." she heard a familiar voice.

"Fate?!" She was overjoyed, and turned around to find it was not Fate, but the black hooded man she saw in the toilet before. He held a razor-sharp knife to her neck, and slowly it goes into her skin. Destiny felt tremendous pain, a feeling she never had before, and it was so overwhelming she cried hysterically; but she could not move.

 

"AAAARGHH!!!" she screamed, cringing and gritting her teeth of this cruel torture. She realised that she's already in her bedroom; but the pain did not stop. She screamed again and again, tossing and turning, desperate for something to stop it...




 

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If one man slay another of set purpose,he himself may rightfully be slain. -Sun Tzu,'The Art of War'

inari and shinigami were sitting in rocks looking towards a sun rise samely smoking

-geez it is so boring in here...inari said and laid down

-why cant there be something fun in here.he continued

-it is going to chance.Shinigami said and standet up then kicking his schychette.he spinned it few times on the air and then walked away

-fun huh...well if i know you even a bit i could say its going to be a bloody massacre.Inari laughted

-no...something else.shinigami answered and walked away

-oo!Well this is turning intresting!Inari laughted

 

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The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
To change myself, I'd rather die
Though they will not understand
I won't make the greatest sacrifice
You can't predict where the outcome lies
You'll never take me alive
I'm alive

*i am aplying to become moderator in one another net side wish me luck!*(taking bets will i become mod or will i not!)


my theme:metal disturbed im alive


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In the other world... there was a large mound of Dirt, though this was covered in a numerous amount of difrent colored leavs, the leavs came from the enormus tree, wich branches streched out to cast a cozy shade over the entire mound of dirt...

This tree was mutch larger than any normal Tree's you would find in the human relm, its branches were as thick as a normal tree's trunk. and theas further branched out into small branches of twigs. the Tree's leavs grew within minuts, and once reaching there desired color, detached from the tree, and in the cool breez, they would sail to the ground.

However, the peace and serinity of this place was defiled by the sound of steel clashing againsed steel, as two figyers clad in simuler white and silver uniforms Spar'd. Leaping from branch to branch.

the taller, blond haired man, gracefull in all his movements, was mearly defending from his counterparts attacks, the other man, smaller in build, his black hair waveing whenever he spun to perform his next strike. "I see no improvement in your combat prows...Machio!" he struck Machio's blade downward, the taller man now takeing offence. but his aponent was not so easily caught off guard. "Keep talking Grantz!, if you moved your arm as mutch as your moulth, you might land a hit on me!" the taller blonde, Grantz, laughed. "Ditto"

. the Sparring session came to an end, both warriors sat at the Tree, on one of the lower branches. "You know, one of thease days, we should Spar while our Drive  is Activated". Grantz, carefully pondered the Idea. "Such a stunt would increase the chances of damageing this Tree...". Wipeing the sweat from his brow, Machio then asked that verry question... "What is so special about this tree?, If I was not mistaken, I would call it your lover". again, Grantz chuckled. "nono...But this is the only Tree like this, any where...Mutch like that Corbett you met erlyer"

. Machio's face turned sour. "Is that why you spare that pathetic "things" life?" Grantz eyes , now distent, as if thinking about somting els, finally snapped back. "No..., its just not worth our time... Speaking of wich, During our Spar, did you not feel the presence of an outsider?". "Yea, actually, it came and left so Quickly, I dind t bother intersepting it". Grantz nodded, and turned from his Sparing partner. "It is our duty to keep out all who dont belong in this world....remmember that, Though.....this, Corbett...dose not belong hear, Il let the Phantoms decide his fate". and with that, Grantz left Machio to ponder his words.

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This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. ...



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Fate began feeling Destiny move as he held her hand, "Destiny!". She began tossing and turning however remained asleep. She was screaming, yelling, as if having a nightmare. "Destiny, calm down, it's me, your brother!". She continued to toss and turn, screaming. He tried to hold her down. Wrapping his arms around her as she struggled. He had to be careful though, since he is unaware of how tightly he was holding her, having no feeling. He held her enough so her movements died down a bit. "Destiny, please wake up!"

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Many thanx to blackhealer for drawing me this ^_^

Blackness covers all I see and all I touch
No feeling of pain just sorrow
My hand loses grip of the sword I held
And I turn to become a true shadow.

(\-M-/) Muah ha ha...Fear the Bunny King!!!
(='.'=)
(")_(")

Suddenly Destiny stopped moving.

Destiny's eyes went blank - and her body numb. Inside her body, everything heats up just as suddenly, burning her up inside but she herself did not feel anything but sick. She heard her brother's voice - tried to respond - but all she could do was to lie down, unable to move even the slightest movement.

She could feel something running down her neck. She was not sure, but it is rather thick. Too thick for a sweat.

"Fate," she yelled in her heart. "I don't want to die yet..."

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If one man slay another of set purpose,he himself may rightfully be slain. -Sun Tzu,'The Art of War'