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The snow under their paws let out a soft sound as they were compressed under their weight, tracks left with every step as they forced themselves to take those steps forward. With every step they took a drop of blood fell on the snow to leave a scattered line of red, every pant that left their body came out in a cloud of mist. They could hear noises in the forest, but they couldn't afford to shift their attention as it took all their will to simply walk forward. Where were they going? They won't tell. They convince themselves that they will tell, it will just take some time. They must get there first or it will all be for nothing. They will on

In an old beat-down hut in the bayou stood a young woman with scaly green skin, long neon pink hair, and greenish eyes. She was dressed in a strange tribal outfit, with a horned beaked skull resting on her head. Dangling from the side of her mouth was a long yellow cigarette holder with a freshly lit cigarette at the tip. She was happily stirring a spoon around a large cauldron that bubbled with an odd liquid. She hummed a song as she smiled, exposing her jagged teeth. The girls name was June, and she was a witch doctor looking for a way to cure her insanity. She had lived with it ever since she was a child, and finally had a way to be rid of

The boy was newly adopted, his new guardian holding him on the couch, rocking him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. He sang softly as he did, lulling the baby in his arms to sleep. "I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living, My brother you'll be." --------------------------------- The boy grew. He grew and grew and grew. He soon became nine years old. He could use swords and lay down some pretty good beats, but not as sick as his guardian yet. And when the boy was really asleep, the guardian snuck inside, and after making sure he was really asleep, he would pick the boy up and rock him back and

The girl was about 4 years old at the time, her brother only 2, sleeping soundly in his bed. The sister crawled across the floor and peeked over the bed. Since he was really asleep, she carefully picked him up, sitting on the side of the bed as she rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And as she did this she sang softly, as to not wake him from his pleasant slumber. "I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living, My brother you'll be." --------------------------------- The boy and girl grew. They grew and grew and grew. They grew until the boy was nine years old and the girl was eleven. The

Venia walks at a set pace as she heads home from another one of her 'jobs' that she had to do today. She weaves through the multiple people that crowded the streets of Shibuya. She eventually got to her home and closed and locked the door. She let out a sigh and rested the back of her head on the back of the door. Today was once again a tiring day with all the work she had to do. Being a mercenary was hard and dirty work, but the money let her pay for her house and food and no other jobs that she tried wouldn't even give her the time of day. "I'm home!" She called before she remembered that she lived alone. She took a shaky breath as she tr

Ichigo sighed as she drove through the water to her personal island, wanting to catch some fish before dark. Her family lived near a lake, and her family passed down the line the profession of fishing. While others just fished and nothing else, Ichigo loved to do something else besides fishing. Said hobby rested snugly on her legs. It was a sketchbook with a pencil stuck in the rings holding it together. She had professional talent, at least her mom said so, but they lived in a small town an she had no where to hone her edge. She did requests around town for money, but she loved doing personal projects. She soon found herself at the island, p

"Yo sis." The women in question turned her head from her guitar to her youngest brother, Dave Strider, both their eyes hidden by different pairs of shades. His were a gift from his friend, Egderp as she liked to called him. Hers she had made herself, a sort of steampunk sunglasses, that were basically goggles but had dark glass instead of normal see through glass it was dark brown leather, as she didn't want to burn herself, and for ironic purposes of course. "Sup little bro?" "Have you seen my copy of SBURB? I cant find it anywhere. This place is totally unironic when it comes to finding things." Sis raised her eyebrows in question and r

WARNING SELF HARM MENTIONED Daniele unlocked the door, knowing that Bro wasn't home yet. She locked it behind her, hoping Bro had actually remembered his keys for once. 'Still need to attach them to his car keys, would make them easier to remember.' Daniele slipped off her shoes at the door, slipping off her backpack and placing it on the floor. She removed her jacket, as it was the middle of winter, and hung it up on the coat rack, picking up her backpack again before continuing into the house, thinking on what to make for supper. Thats when she noticed the box. It was a glance at first, an abnormality of her normal day. Eventually she

Daniele yawned as she walked to school, feeling more tired then she usually did. She had always felt a bit tired, handling all the house chores and homework everyday, with some help from her brothers but not much. But she found her self getting more and more trouble sleeping. She suspected she might be developing insomnia, but she didn't tell her brothers about it, not wanting to worry them. She eventually made it to the gate, almost running into it as she walks in, greeted by her friends. "Heeeeeey dani. Why are you so down? You look tired as shut. Umm, shit." Daniele smiled at Roxy as she draped her arm over her shoulders, looking a bit l