A RED ONE TAILED FOX made his way through the brush. He had a horn-like spike on his forehed, one in each ear, one on his chest pelt, one on each elbow, and one on the back of each hand. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him, which wasn't very fast.
"Stupid legs! If I had more than a 9th grade education I would make you go faster!" he said.
"Spike get back here!" he heard his parents shout behind him.
Spike hid behind a tree. Above him, he heard rustling, then a hedgehog with green supersonic hair and black tips on her quills. It wore a purple dress and and appeared to be a female. She swallowed the bite of apple she had just taken and asked,
"What's up Spike?"
Spike looked up in releif.
"There's no time Windy! Help me up there."
Windy pulled Spike up at a remarkabley quick speed.
"What happened?" Windy asked.
Spike looked at Windy.
"I'm running away," the fox said.
Windy didn't really appear to be shocked at all.
"Then let's go!"
Spike looked at her.
"W-what? You're coming with me?"
Windy stood up.
"Shure, I don't see why not. Follow me. I've got a freind hwo can get us outta here quick."
Spike looked at her in disbeleif.
"You're serious?"
Windy hoped down from the tree, her purple dress almost getting caught on a branch.
"You comin?" She asked.
Spike slid down the tree.
"Yea, were is he?"
"Mistic ruins"
As They fled through the night, Spike could barely see anything. When he would loose sight of Windy, a hand would take hold of his and get him back on track.
They ran through most of the night. When they came near an opening, a workshop could be seen in the distance. Windy grabbed Spike and ran twoard the shop. Soon enough, they were there. Windy knocked on the door, and rang the doorbell several times.
Soon a yellow two-tailed fox stepped out.
"Windy? What do you need at this time of night?"
Windy explained that Spike was running from home, and how they needed a ride.
"Sure, I'll let you stay the night. Then in the morning I'll fly you somewere in the Tornado2." Tails said.
Spike and Windy stepped inside.
"Stupid legs! If I had more than a 9th grade education I would make you go faster!" he said.
"Spike get back here!" he heard his parents shout behind him.
Spike hid behind a tree. Above him, he heard rustling, then a hedgehog with green supersonic hair and black tips on her quills. It wore a purple dress and and appeared to be a female. She swallowed the bite of apple she had just taken and asked,
"What's up Spike?"
Spike looked up in releif.
"There's no time Windy! Help me up there."
Windy pulled Spike up at a remarkabley quick speed.
"What happened?" Windy asked.
Spike looked at Windy.
"I'm running away," the fox said.
Windy didn't really appear to be shocked at all.
"Then let's go!"
Spike looked at her.
"W-what? You're coming with me?"
Windy stood up.
"Shure, I don't see why not. Follow me. I've got a freind hwo can get us outta here quick."
Spike looked at her in disbeleif.
"You're serious?"
Windy hoped down from the tree, her purple dress almost getting caught on a branch.
"You comin?" She asked.
Spike slid down the tree.
"Yea, were is he?"
"Mistic ruins"
As They fled through the night, Spike could barely see anything. When he would loose sight of Windy, a hand would take hold of his and get him back on track.
They ran through most of the night. When they came near an opening, a workshop could be seen in the distance. Windy grabbed Spike and ran twoard the shop. Soon enough, they were there. Windy knocked on the door, and rang the doorbell several times.
Soon a yellow two-tailed fox stepped out.
"Windy? What do you need at this time of night?"
Windy explained that Spike was running from home, and how they needed a ride.
"Sure, I'll let you stay the night. Then in the morning I'll fly you somewere in the Tornado2." Tails said.
Spike and Windy stepped inside.
It's short but it should give some ideas:
After all of the fighting, struggles, sadness and misery; they're all but torn apart...They tried to make everything right and make everyone happy...But it ended so badly...They never thought it would end like this...The dream's all but a faint, non-existant memory...~
I hope it gives you a thought on how it'll be. I'm going to try my best to make it worth your time to read it. Oh and may I ask if the title sounded good? Once again; any questions, comments or concerns?
After all of the fighting, struggles, sadness and misery; they're all but torn apart...They tried to make everything right and make everyone happy...But it ended so badly...They never thought it would end like this...The dream's all but a faint, non-existant memory...~
I hope it gives you a thought on how it'll be. I'm going to try my best to make it worth your time to read it. Oh and may I ask if the title sounded good? Once again; any questions, comments or concerns?
The city seemed quiet. Too quiet. She knew this. She did her job well. Another nay-sayer of the twisted rumors, silenced forever. Her name is Kiri the Doll. Some say that she can be the most elegant, and at the same time, quite insane.
One day, the authorities caught on to this, and tried to capture her to seal her away, not much success. She knew she could outwit the authorities until they got smart.
Then, the men in white lab coats came in, carrying a straight jacket, just her size. She was sealed away for a total of 15 years. But right when they thought she was cured of her mental illness, she murdered the guards she befriended, took the keys, and escaped.
Some new rumors had started, saying she now resides in a dark mansion, living with herself and her creations.
One day, the authorities caught on to this, and tried to capture her to seal her away, not much success. She knew she could outwit the authorities until they got smart.
Then, the men in white lab coats came in, carrying a straight jacket, just her size. She was sealed away for a total of 15 years. But right when they thought she was cured of her mental illness, she murdered the guards she befriended, took the keys, and escaped.
Some new rumors had started, saying she now resides in a dark mansion, living with herself and her creations.
G-Sil and Silhouette kept fighting. Meanwhile in the city, Prime, Rico, and Claws were all talking. Prime was trying to sell some stuff to them. But they weren't buying. Soon enough, Shock and V2 ran up to the group. "We got a problem!" shouted Shock. Rico replied "a problem. What is it?" before Shock could answer, a loud noise and a cloud of smoke were heard and seen at a nearby building. Yep. G-Sil had kicked Silhouette. Right into that building. "um... That's the problem..." said Shock. "well, I'm not gonna be a bystander!" shouted V2. She let her temper get the better of her. She charged towards G-Sil and attacked. But G-Sil was unscathed. For she transferred the damage to Silhouette. Silhouette tried to fight back, but G-Sil was just to powerful...........
Stay tuned for Part 4!!!!!!!!!
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Stay tuned for Part 4!!!!!!!!!
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The fall air was quickly turning into frost bitten, I had not long before my clan mates would start passing from diseases from the white season. The wind chill made it seem like -60 degrees, but I had to help. I just had to. My body ached to be sandwhiched between two deer furs and near an open fire. I heard a gun shot ring through the snow. Dragon hunters. I had to get back before they found me, or either way, somebody'd die.
Too late. A couple of dragon hunters armed with almost every gun, cross bow and sword weapon imaginable. I tried flying off with my ice blue wings, but I failed, a hunter shot at my left wing with a midnight black cross bow. I started to fall, but I started running as soon as I hit the snow, carrying a fish between my fangs. How the clan leader would be so unpleased frightened me, but not as much as the hunters.
Too late. A couple of dragon hunters armed with almost every gun, cross bow and sword weapon imaginable. I tried flying off with my ice blue wings, but I failed, a hunter shot at my left wing with a midnight black cross bow. I started to fall, but I started running as soon as I hit the snow, carrying a fish between my fangs. How the clan leader would be so unpleased frightened me, but not as much as the hunters.