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♠♣♠ Shadow┆ ┇&┆ ┇Speed ♠♣♠
"Are you sure you know who the good guy is?"
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((I hope you don't mind I post this, since I loved it for awhile now XD))
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Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 8:21 pm
 The moment I was born
Decreasing in worth
With every minute I lived
"Welcome to Hell" You said.
ṡharia ģoulart ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆
Lunchtime can be a real drag can it? For Shad' well..She could only see the rain dripping down the tan concrete in the courtyard where people used to eat..but she guessed not anymore. So much for a nice February week; A few days before Valentine's Day. She grumbles as she was chewing down a cinnamon and brown sugar flavored Poptart, hoping that the bell was gonna ring soon so she can get out of here and go home..but why the rush. Nobody is gonna wait for her; her Father died of Murderer from someone named 'Speed'. Sharia... 'aka' Shadow, just sat there sighing hoping that she can do something to find him and get revenge; while her shoes that look exactly like Shadow the Hedgehog's tap to each other with a metal 'clang'. She looked around to examine the people. She can see 'Deadly Rose' while examining but she doesn't care right now. She is sort of the 'punk' around the school with her black tattered pants and black wiccan-designed jacket, and jet-black hair like those girls who play villians. It doesn't mean she was popular though, in fact she desperately tries to be the most unpopular girl in school.
And no: She does not ride a motorcycle. People think so is because a picture was taken with her holding onto a helmet, leaning against a motorcycle which belonged to her cousin. She sat there on that cold concrete bench watching the people's interactions with each other; laughing, chatting, kissing....she puked. She knew that the kissing thing will never happen to her but hey....she never knows...maybe she'll be the one holding some guy's hand. "But right now...I have to finish this mission before I relax...and that is finding Speed and make him pay for what he has done."
▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ I fear nothing, nor anyone
I bow down to your evil gift....
For Your Presence is Greater than Mine..........
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Unbreakable Justice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2012 7:20 pm
 Kael sat at the table closest to the window with his head resting in his hand. His ice blue eyes gazed outside at the rain. Even through the window he swore he could smell the rain and the clean earth. Whenever lightning struck, he could even feel the static dance up his finger tips. It was all a nice break from the smell of food that everyone around him was eating. After having an intense gym class for an hour and half, no one would want to eat anything, let alone school food. He subconsciously played with his earring waiting for the bell, but kept his eyes outside. Yet, eve n in the reflection, he was reminded of something else he didn't care for: Valentines Day. He wasn't considered a popular kid, but he was a bit of a jock, a mechanic, could sing, draw, write, play the drums, guitar, and saxophone; speak spanish, french, german, and italian; and he could make poetry. It didn't matter if he hung out with all the chicks. All the chicks would be giving him letters. All the guys would hate him.
Finally, he got sick of it and stood up. He slung his bag on his shoulder and decided to go sit outside in the rain where they normally would eat. Sure, it was pretty cold out, but that didn't matter. He wanted out.
He walked outside to sit under an umbrella he put up to keep himself and homework dry. He ignored all the glances at the girls hoping he was writing them something. Never would he. Never would any of the cheerleaders be taking a ride home on his motorcycle. Nor would he ever even stay after school with one if it was avoidable. In his opinion, the sluts of the school didn't deserve his 4.0 average smarts. He sighed and kept writing while putting his feet up on his helmet he always kept with him just in case he wanted to go home early. It wasn't like they could stop him. He didn't have the nickname Speed for nothing.
He was interrupted though when he suddenly saw long, tan legs at about level with his knees. He fallowed these up to a mini-skirt and a "in style" shirt. He kept moving up to see a girl with way to much make up and enough gloss to preserve the planet on her puffy lips. He tried to just say hi to her, but she had her own plans. A fake watermelon flavored kiss was planted right on his lips. The cinnamon made his busted lip burn like it was on fire and the slick lip gloss left a gross feeling film on his lips.
"Don't forget me on Valentines Day, you football hunk," the girl purred. She put her hands behind her hips and stuck out her breast as if he had only interest in sex. At this point though, she would be luck to have his interest enough to talk to her regularly let alone spend five to ten minutes alone with her.
"I won't, don't worry about it, Amanda, right?" he said with a forced smile.
The girl just looked so excited that he knew her name or remembered it. She then took off back inside to escape the rain. Even through the window he could see her squealing to her friends. He wiped the gloss of his lips and made a sour face from tasting the gloss again. "I hate Valentines Day."
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2012 7:43 pm
The moment I was born
Decreasing in worth
With every minute I lived
"Welcome to Hell" You said.
ṡharia ģoulart ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆
She grumbled hearing the squealing from behind her which came from a bunch of girls, especially one who seemed to be interested in having some guy drool over her C-cup and the makeup was enough to be in some frickin halloween party: "Women don't make f-ing sense anymore." She mumbled, looking over at the 'Amanda' person. She had her eyebrow raised and had her hand clench it's fingers together like a fist. She did not like that girl. She remembered Amanda in elementary school being that 'shy' girl who was pretty modest, but now society had chewed her down to the slut she just now could not handle. Society even chewed up the men who seemed to think they can do anything they want, which made her even more pissed off. Her hand now was against her cheek as she watched the rain clash with the ground, making many sounds and drenching the people who dare walk on the open with water.
She would've loved to watch more but apparently, the bell rang. Sharia grumbled before getting up and started heading toward her science class. She grabs her backpack, hanging the straps over her shoulders as she walked with the crowds to get to class. Sharia happened to take a glance to the right where she saw Rosaline Deadlin...or 'Deadly Rose' if your on her bad side. Rosa seemed like the beauty queen of her school with her sparkling green eyes and big, yet flat red lips. Her nose was fairly small which made her face more bearable and beautiful. Sharia then touched her nose to see it was small too but it happened to be a little more pointy. She grumbled at the thought before trying to call out her name. Rose turned around to see what the noises came from, with her blood-red colored curled hair bouncing with each movement. Rose seemed more confused, but when she realized that Sharia was the one calling for her; she immediately responded. Rose brought her things and walked in some sort of fashion model walk that was actually not on purpose.
Sharia shook her head, finding it funny that she walked like that...despite that Rose protested that she walks as a 'normal' person. Rose was the one girl who was elected for Prom Queen twice and is the top fighter in self-defense class. Sharia was second best in the self-defense class, but the reason was is because if they both fight, it was only gonna end up as a tie anyway. Rose didn't seem to be in the mood for some reason. Sharia raised a brow: "Alright....what the hell happened?" "It's just those damn bitches...they are trying to act all cute for the guys and show off their little friends to the guys. And the guys fall for it; they're nothing but immoral perverts." Rose hissed in a very melodramatic way, which had Sharia twitch her lip a little, preventing a chuckle. She guessed this is one of the things She & Rose have in common; what type of guy they like no longer exist...and by the fact they are not normal. Rose is a fire demon, with her mother betraying Hell for a human being. With Sharia being some sort of genius and able to sense the future in someway, and what a person was thinking if she concentrated. But she believed that thoughts should be left alone, so alas she doesn't use it.
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I bow down to your evil gift....
For Your Presence is Greater than Mine..........
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Unbreakable Justice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 2:49 pm
Kael lifted his head hearing the bell ring and stood to go inside again. As he jogged, the goggles that he wore with his helmet danced upon his hard chest and jawline. The rain easily soaked what parts of his black shirt that showed through his black coat. With long strides, he made his way to his locker to hang up his things and go to the few last classes of the day. He didn't want to go at all, but he didn't have really a reason to go home. He had homework already done, he didn't have friends to hang out with--to anyone's shock--he didn't have a girl to go hang out with either. He only had his job which he was dragging his feet as much as he could to go work.
He caught what Deadly Rose said and his cocked slightly as he was curious to what the fiery girl was saying. His lips pulled into a smile hearing it and he shook his head with a little bit of rain falling off the bangs of his hair. He turned away from his locker to go to his glass while pushing his bangs out of his face so they framed it instead of falling into his blue eyes. Even while he didn't know Rose or the other girl--he guessed she was Sharia--he wanted desperately to jump in and say his imput. Though, he knew if he did, he would be pushed away since he was one of the "popular" boys they talked about. In their eyes he probably was the one who also just slept with girls all he wanted. Once more, he evaded their closed circles around boys as he had never truly kissed a girl since he was in kinder garden, even then he didn't really know what love was.
Again, Kael smiled then passed the girls to head to art class. There was no way he wasn't going to paint something like what he was thinking right then. Maybe the kiss he remembered so well with who he use to know only as Rose. That was a long time ago and he had been scowled at ever since he joined football.
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 3:36 pm
The moment I was born
Decreasing in worth
With every minute I lived
"Welcome to Hell" You said.
ṡharia ģoulart ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆
Sharia didn't notice Kael until he went passed them. She seemed to have slowed her pace until it stopped. Rose didn't know why she stopped until she turned her head to the direction that Sharia was looking at. Rose shakes her head. "Looking at Kael eh? It's not nice to stare at someone's EX." She laughs as Sharia twitched and looked away. Rose wasn't really offended, in fact. That was her first releationship with a different gender. Rose thought Kael wasn't THAT bad of a guy, well...until he joined football. Then he got too popular with the girls and she felt like she was the last thing he'll even think about, so she just said that it 'wasn't working out'. She hated the popular crowd, and was scowled at by many girls...which actually resulted in a fight with at least 5 of them. Sharia knew that.
"I was not staring. I just noticed him...that's all." Sharia mumbled, walking with Rose again as they both headed to their Science class. They were both partners and hense it was easier to do projects together, so Science became easy for them. But both had an uneasy feeling.....
Now since school was over, everyone was crowding out of the dump to get back home and relax; and maybe go to a party since it was Friday. Sharia didn't seem so enthusiastic about it since she has nothing to do over the weekend. Rose was already busy with plans but told Sharia to meet her at TGI Friday's so they can have dinner together and so Sharia wasn't so lonesome. Sharia mumbled at the thought as she then went to her 2012 Black Cadillac, obviously new since it was shiny and that it looked like it never went anywhere. She then was about to turn the key when all the sudden she heard yelling and what sounds like chanting that people normally hear in a football game. She stood there, taking the sounds in to see where it was coming from, and it sounded like it was at least 30ft away from the school. So she got in the car, turned the engine on and drove over to the source. She then finds out there was a fight with some of the football guys and they were obviously mad at a group of guys. She then discovered that the group were football players of a team rival! Now this got interesting.
She grins as she got her iPhone out and recorded the whole event, mesmerized with the whole fight. She thought it was pretty harmless, and that it was somewhat stupid....until someone pulled a gun. She gasped as gunshots rang out and hit everything, including the people and of course, Sharia's car. She hissed as glass flew inside the car and hit Sharia on her back. Obviously as sharp as a sword cause she felt like she was stabbed. But she knew she had to do something. So she opened the door and fell out of the car. Ok....not a good idea. She hissed as she watched this 'figure' disappear in the darkness of the woods. She now didn't know whenever to call 9-1-1...or just drive away from this scene
▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ I fear nothing, nor anyone
I bow down to your evil gift....
For Your Presence is Greater than Mine..........
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 9:17 pm
Kael raced out the door once school let him. He already had his goggles around his eyes, his helmet on, and jacket. His keys even had already been found out of the depths of his back pack. He climbed onto the jet black motorcycle that had been trimmed with chrome and red. He took the extra time to wipe off the seat before he sat, but he couldn't leave without a bunch of girls trying to give him things, again. Eventually he managed to push them away to drive away on his bike a few minutes after Sharia, but he too fallowed after the loud sounds.
He slowed his bike down and climbed off of it to see the linebacker of his team attacking the defensive line man from the other team. He pushed his way through the crowd to break up the fight when his linebacker pulled a gun. This was not okay. When people started to run in terror from the wild loosely fired gunshots, he took his chance and dove for Eric. Next thing that Kael felt was a hot sensation in his chest as if someone poked him with a white hot iron. It hurt so much though, he couldn't feel it more than a few seconds. He sunk down for a moment, then leap back up as if he had never been hit then took off after the man.
Kael's glove hands wrapped around the collar of his Letterman's jacket and he hurled him back towards where the fight had occurred as if he weighted four ounces, but everyone knew that he was one of the biggest guys in the school.
"Eric, what the ******** were you thinking?" Kael's voice boomed across the rain pattered alley way. "We have a game in three days and you aren't going to see the grass for three years if I can help it. Got that? Pull another stunt like that and I'll get you expelled from the football team so fast that it'll make you desolve," he snarled now holding the two hundred pound man by his collar and his own face twisted into a snarl. "Now, I suggest you get the hell home before someone actually gets hurt."
As soon as Kael dropped the man, he passed out from shock. Kael didn't touch the gun that was still in Eric's hands, he just walked back to his bike. What he did pay attention to was the fact that there was a once gorgeous Cadillac now shot up as if it were a target for automatic weapons. He looked down at about the tire level to see Sharia almost blend in perfectly with the shadows and her dark attire. He winced a little bit as he crouched, but the hole in his body didn't even seem to pay him any mind at all.
"Are you okay, do you need to go to the hospital?" he asked in a calm voice crouching down before her and steadying himself on his right hand.
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 9:50 pm
The moment I was born
Decreasing in worth
With every minute I lived
"Welcome to Hell" You said.
ṡharia ģoulart ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆
She did almost think of calling 9-1-1 until someone showed up, but she didn't care right now on who it was before she started cursing with so much hate: "DAMN IT! DAMN IT! MY FATHER PAID SO DAMN MUCH FOR THIS CAR! WHAT THE HELL?!" She snarls as she was so tempted to kick it but she knew maybe the insurance will cover for the damage...but she doesn't know if this whole 'insurance' ever existed. She was going to get up until she heard footsteps up in her direction. She grabbed hold of her 'watch' as it seemed to make slight noises but then realizing who it was, she slowly took her grip out of her watch and sat there with an injured back. Her elbows were injured enough to be bleeding from her taking cover by putting her hands behind her head and neck. Some blood was coming from her mouth, and her nose (But the nose is bleeding due to the 'air' being pretty dry....she's got that from her mother). She sniffles and wipes her nose despite the bleeding. "I can handle it. Just worry about the others... and I am not risking the budget for the hospital." She then pulled herself up by using the now 'open' window that was broken by the gunshots.
She had to drag herself to open the door and pick 'herself' up to get to the car. She then gives a nod to Kael as she started the engine and slowly drove off back to the road. She had to drive home very slowly due to the windows on the left side being broken and now the windows on the right have holes which signify the bullets that went wild on that fight. She was able to get home and call her Father's friend to help with the repairs. But unfortunately she had to leave a message since he was absent and walk up the stairs in a VERY slow pace. She then sat down on the couch and called Rose to explain everything. Rose was in much shock and actually drove to her house right away, to be consumed in fear seeing the injuries and all.
Instead of going out, Rose stayed with Sharia to tend to the injuries on her back, elbows, and arms to find any scraps of glass. Sharia sighs as she thought back to that fight, and Kael trying to help her and maybe take her to the hospital. But she had to refuse, she only has so MUCH money left from her Father's bank account and someday she might have to sell this house...since her part-time job was not gonna help AT all. Which is why most of her food comes from her Father's friends and she wanted to keep the bills VERY low. Rose stayed with Sharia until the brink of dawn, then Sharia had to treat herself with medicine and alter with her 'watch' before going to bed...slightly uncomfortable thanks to her injury.
It was already morning now as she took a shower, brushed her teeth, changed clothes with a different black attire, and had a small breakfast. Then she went through the phone message, discovering that her Father's friend had taken the car and it won't be back until Monday. Great.....She groaned as she knew that she might not be able to do stuff this weekend now. She went downstairs now to go outside to check on the mail. She went through them at the mailbox seeing it was nothing but junkmail. She grumbles as now she would have to go to Hallmark to get something for Rose. She picked up her skateboard and rolled down the streets to go and get a few things. But it wasn't a good time 'cause now the 'Girl Gang' including Amanda were about to walk past Sharia on her skateboard. Amanda 'purposely' stook her foot in the way having it hit the wheel and Sharia flying forward. Sharia feel on her injured knees, groaning in pain. The girls laughed at the 'punk' girl, finding it amusing to hurt someone. Sharia quickly reacted by grabbing Amanda's hair and punch her straight in the face multiply times and kick her until she was all bruised. And then she beats down the other girls who were about to hurt her. She was not gonna be 'Nice' to them ANYMORE!
▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ I fear nothing, nor anyone
I bow down to your evil gift....
For Your Presence is Greater than Mine..........
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Unbreakable Justice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 6:03 pm
Kael was going to protect her comments about the money as he could pay for her, but she was set on not doing it apparently. He sighed then started his bike up. As he drove home, he favored his left side a little bit, but not enough to impair his driving thankfully. When he finally was home to his large mansion he shared with his father, he started taking off clothes as soon as he entered the door. He hurt to much to care where they fell and he had a personal maid so he didn't care about that either. By the time Kael arrived in his room, the only remains of the bullet wound was the small hole that he could see the bullet sticking out of. He grabbed it with his fingers and pulled it out before dropping it in a glass of rubbing alcohol.
He pulled off the last few bits of clothing he had then climbed into the shower to take a very long, hot one. It felt so good on his sore body from using his abilities. He felt worse after a long football game, but after having a bullet embedded into his chest, he wasn't sure if it was worse than how he felt now. He watched blood pour down the drain until the wound was fully healed. Once it was, he finally started to actually shower, then went to sleep.
He woke up at three in the morning. Most would say he was crazy for doing so, but he was use to it. That was the normal time for him, even on a school night. It was his Father's will that he do so and he wasn't one to disobey him.
Slowly, he crawled out from under the sheets wearing nothing. He fixed that though by getting dressed and started his work out. In a generic hoodie and shorts style, he started with boxing. Then martial arts. Next he moved onto guns and blades. Football fallowed up in making sure he could still catch, throw, and go through the courses. Finally, he left the house to go running. By now it was probably eight or nine. He didn't know nor did he care. His headphones were in and the world was only the sidewalk.
He mouthed the words as he ran in a normal human's sprinting, but he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the scene before him: Sharia beating down the entire cheer leading squad. "Hey!" he yelled pulling out one headphone as he grabbed a hand around the skater's wrist and put himself in the way of any hits to the girls while he acted also as a shield from the advancements of the other girls. "Back off," he growled. "Now, I don't give a damn who started it and I am to tired to do so, but, I will say this, you are morons for picking a fight with someone who can clearly kick your a**. Not to mention I'm sure you started it by Sharia's skinned knees. Don't you have a beauty parlor to go to anyways, Shiners?" he questioned with fire in his eyes that were mostly hidden by his hood.
The girls got up and ran with what dignity they had left and them crying turned let the rest of it flow down their bruised faces. "Two fights in two days, less than twelve hours apart," he muttered under his breath going to leave without really addressing Sharia as he didn't think he needed to. But, when he turned to leave, he waved while putting his headphone in to go off on his "sprints" again.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 8:07 am
The moment I was born
Decreasing in worth
With every minute I lived
"Welcome to Hell" You said.
ṡharia ģoulart ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆
She actually had no idea that Kael was there while the whole fight with the cheerleader squad was emitting on the streets. She didn't even realize that he held her wrist and step forward to take in the punches from those girls. She was almost surprised that he showed up...once again at her presence...not like she cared or anything but it seemed to be shocking to her. And apparently he was not in a good mood, from all the yelling and calling them 'Shiners'.... "Wait...Shiners? I usually called them Sluts." She whispered to herself a little as it seems to be that he was leaving...ONCE again! She took a deep breath before picking up her skateboard and run to catch up to him.
She then notices he was doing sprints so she kind of did a 'fast-walk'. Even though her knees hurt a little, she was fine and could still walk. "Hey.....I guess I should say 'Thanks' for today and a 'Sorry' for yesterday. I am actually kind of surprised you know my frickin' name. Maybe I should 'give back'?" She then sees that now the sidewalk was flat instead of going downhill so she got back on the skateboard and just slowly rolled along in the same speed as the boy. Maybe I should just leave....he's obviously occupied and I got a lot of crap to do anyway.... She looked away while rolling alongside this....'guy'. She kind of let the noises of people talking, and cars honking it's horns drown out everything from her. Then she happens to look up to see a park. A park she used to go to many times with her family before.....before death took 'em by his grip. Her eyes then averted down the sidewalk and she shakes her head slowly, knowing that good memories are just gonna keep her down. She has to move along, even though her Father's death was so recent. She now just wants some sort of remark from the guy before she will move out of his way.
▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ I fear nothing, nor anyone
I bow down to your evil gift....
For Your Presence is Greater than Mine..........
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Unbreakable Justice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 5:56 pm
Kael kept jogging even when she was hurrying after him, he pulled out his other ear bud and let it hang around his barrel of a chest. He looked over at her as she glided on the skate board next to him and he shrugged. "You are fine. You don't owe me anything, I know how you and Rose don't like guys like me. Call it even. My kind's crimes have been payed for partially by me helping you," he said stopping and putting his foot in the way of her own so the board and she would stop, but made sure she wouldn't fall off with another hand in front of her.
He pushed back his hood to let himself cool off a little bit with sweat soaking his sweatshirt and his black hair that was now mostly pasted to his strong face or spiked up randomly from his hood. He pushed some of his hair of of his face with some of it falling back around to frame it instead. He looked around to hear some of the things people said and he just shook his head without a smile. "What's bothering you, if I'm allowed to ask that," he asked calmly looking at her with intelligent ice blue eyes.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 9:56 pm
The moment I was born
Decreasing in worth
With every minute I lived
"Welcome to Hell" You said.
ṡharia ģoulart ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆
She then blinks and looks at him: "N-Nothing. Nothing's bothering me." She didn't want to tell anyone about her problems, even Rose. She doesn't like to talk about problems or what's wrong lately... she rather not think of such things. "Well, if I don't owe you anything then I might as well leave you to your 'jogging'." She then picks up the skateboard and starts walking away, seeing no reason to bother him really. "By the way, who said we don't like you? We hate immoral perverts." That was all she had to say to him before she slipped into the crowd.
It was now in the afternoon, she was done with a few errands and decided to go home and check a few things like Speed's location. She didn't think much of the petty criminal....until he murdered her Dad. She had no idea why and she had been hystarical since. She actually invented a few things so she was as close to much power as he. She didn't know wherever the criminal is, but she desperately needs to find him before anything bad comes to play. She checked the computer to see any recent activities he did, but there was nothing to go through. She curses as she has no lead, and no way to avenge him. But of course, there is the Father? So what about the Mother? Well....she had none of that either. During her furstration, she picked up a photo which was the only one that had her mother's face. She sighs, feeling terrible that her mother died bearing the little girl known as Sharia to the world. She slumped back on the couch, rubbing her forehead in much stress. Sharia wiped her eyes to prevent tears from going to her cheek before deciding to search again. She didn't even know how long she did so until she looked at the ******** Fantastic..." She mumbled as she decided to take a walk outside. She grabbed her bag in case she wanted to buy something and stepped out of the house, going to take a walk through town and maybe shop a little...that usually seems to cheer her up but now....now just doesn't seem to help at all.
▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ I fear nothing, nor anyone
I bow down to your evil gift....
For Your Presence is Greater than Mine..........
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Unbreakable Justice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 3:49 pm
Just as the sun was starting to set on the early spring day, Kael was switching to his alter ego: Speed. This shadow of him was known for being ruthless, cruel, a heart breaker, murderous, and down right nasty to those who threatened his business. Tonight though, the business would be what ever his father called him to do from all the way in Hong Kong.
Kael walked into his room and threw his towel to the side so he could get dressed after his shower. He pulled on black motorcycle pants, a black, thin hoddie like what he wore that morning with a jet black motorcycle macross shirt to protect himself from the blunt weapons he was always hit with. From his dresser he pulled out a pair of black goggles and pulled them over his eyes with the tints concealing his eye color unless a light would be shined directly into them or he came in close contact with someone. He pulled on black gloves next then his boots he always wore with his bike. His jet black appearance would hide him in the night's long shadows and he would need that.
He left his house on foot sprinting most of the way before launching off the ground to land on a building literally a mile away from where he started. He skidded to a stop and turned on the head set in his ear and listened to both the police scanners and anything his father might have for him.
"Speed, how are you feeling tonight? Is your body holding up the serum this time?" a voice asked him through the headset. His father who sat with a council and guards watching his movements on a satellite miles above the earth.
"For now, it healed up my wound when I got shot today. I haven't had a break down yet though, no bloody noses or throwing up yet," he said back to who seemed to be no one against the black night. His eyes scanned the world below. His eyes locked onto a kid though below him, one he noticed as a drug dealer who had been selling to his football team. It was very personal and he also was selling in his town, that wasn't legal either. Only his father could sell and produce drugs here.
"Don't push your luck, boy. I don't want to have to revive you again because your heart gives out. That means no smoking either. By making it heal your lungs, you are going to need more doses and it might make you crash again that much sooner," he was warned.
"Don't worry about it, sir. I've got it under control. Besides, Allen is still here to take care of me if I do," Speed pointed out before he dove down on the man and threw him up against the wall. It knocked him out immediately with as much force as he had put behind it. He ran the man to the police station and left him in the waiting room with his drugs before the cameras could even catch him. He was once more back out on the roof, waiting impatiently.
"You look like you are being bold and ignorant as ever," his father muttered through the mike.
Speed rolled his eyes but then leaned forward seeing a small gang, but a powerful one sneaking up on a girl he swore he recognized. He knew that walk and body shape. "Sharia," he muttered. He growled menicingly like a tiger as they ran forward to grab her and cover her mouth to drag her into the alley way. Their intentions were clear, but his dad still ordered him to stand down as it was a gang that was paying them quiet well to stay in their district.
Below he could see them trying to pin her against the wall with all six of them being very large in size with one holding a knife to her clothes while he licked his lips. "You'll be a fun one to enjoy, nice, young, and ripe," he smiled. The white man's scared face twisted into a sick smile as he started cutting away her clothes while another one held her still. The others stood by and waited for their turn. Speed sat perfectly still at the roof tops with his hand clenched around the side of the building. He broke the wall partially, but his grip kept any stones from falling.
"If you go after her, you are going to have a hellish punishment waiting for you when you get home, a specialty from Thomas," his father warned him. Kael's blood ran cold in both frustration and hate. He wanted to kill these men, his blood lust had gone unfed for to many days to watch them do this. The fact that it was Sharia though had little effect in his clouded mind.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 4:59 pm
The moment I was born
Decreasing in worth
With every minute I lived
"Welcome to Hell" You said.
ṡharia ģoulart ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆
It was too bad that Sharia couldn't pay attention to the men who apparently had her fate in their hands. She never really checked her surroundings since she was listening to her music in her iPhone. She was humming a nice tune. She never realized she was in danger until it was too late, too late to even fight back. She struggled like prey dragged by it's predator as she heard what seems to be a group of men. And by the location she was at and what noises they made, her instincts literally screamed at her to 'fight and run for your life'. She squirmed somewhat until she was pinned against the wall, with much of her strength already used. She already felt something sharp on her jacket as she heard the words she hoped to never hear:
"You'll be a fun one to enjoy: Nice, young, and ripe." She clenched her teeth and eyes narrowed as she couldn't do anything to stop him from tearing up her attire. She couldn't even fight back hense a man pinned her down with his strong muscles. Everything around her spinned and her senses have gone wild like an animal wanting to live. Sharia wanted to scream or get to safety...or have someone like her friend suddenly come and get them away from her. Sharia couldn't believe that this was gonna happen...not now....not ever. She took frickin' self-defense to get out of this stuff, but she was careless and was now going to be assaulted. Her facial expression was almost of a victim being beaten by someone day by day, with no hope of happiness or freedom. She didn't even want to know why her body felt suddenly chilly or who was at the same alley as her. Tears rolled down her cheek now as she knew this was it.....it was over for her.....there is nothing that can save her now. Her Father won't come to console her, her mother won't cry with her almost experiencing that, her friend Rose won't be here to finish them off before they started. Nothing...No one.....is here to help, and now she was now in the pervet's hands and it disgusted her. But unfortunately with her strength pretty much gone, she was just trying to prepare for the pain.
▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ ▆▆ I fear nothing, nor anyone
I bow down to your evil gift....
For Your Presence is Greater than Mine..........
(Hardest Post I ever did in my Life o.o)
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Unbreakable Justice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2012 5:22 pm
The man smiled and licked her neck and cut through her shirt and bra easily pulling away the clothes while another worked at the belt around her waist. When the man started to cut the other strap though, he nicked her collar bone and he frowned, "Aw, looks like I cut you. Sorry miss." He had a sick grin and already had his body craving hers, but the fact he spilled blood would be his undoing.
The scent wafted up to Speed and filled his nose and senses. His body didn't have much of a chance to shutter before he lept up letting the stone fall from his hands and dove strait at one of the attackers. He landed on the man with a nice solid crunch from the one hundred and fifty seven pounds all set on his collar bone and shoulders. The bones snapped easily leaving him screaming in agony, but he ripped the hunting knife from the thugs belt and slit his throat in a fluid motion splattering blood all over his face and attire. Speed simply grinned and moved on to the next man. He easily stabbed into his chest and then rolled tearing deep across his heart and all the way to his genitals.
The scent now was choking out Speeds physical nerves to where he now was just a mad man literally seeing in red and black blurs. When he was grabbed though by a rather large man, he threw his elbow back with his strength breaking through his chest cavity easily and splitting vital organs. The next man got the drop on him though and cracked him across the face with a crow bar dropping him. He shook his head a little bit and felt it smack him in the shoulder again dislocating it. When he swung again, Speed twisted to catch it in the ribs then latched his hands down on it. He yanked it from him and busted his head in with it.
Now just the two that attacked Sharia were left.
"Please sir! We'll give you everything we have if you just let us live, Speed!" the man pleaded.
"I want your life, not your money. I can take all of your money once you are dead," Speed snarled. He grabbed the man by his jacket and threw him into the largest man sending them both flying into the streets to be hit repetivitly by cars until they were beyond dead.
When they were gone though, Speed wondered to the other side of the alley and fell against the wall to throw up what was in his stomach adding another sickening scent to the air. He was shaking badly as he came back around to his regular side again. He remembered what he did, but didn't regret it. Being smashed in the head though or having personalities flip like that wasn't pleasent at all or gentle on his body.
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