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As a Elden ring player I'm excited to play this

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part 5 : Torture is like a painting

Michael was walking home, he had a tough day at school. He swears his fellow schoolmates get more annoying by each day that goes by.  The bullying, it gets old at some point, the pushing and hitting. He wishes it will end but he knows it won't.

Michael is lucky he can hide his bruises, If he couldn't his mother would have made him sue them or whatever, making him go through the legal system which he didn't wanna go through again. Not again no thank you.

Getting out of his thoughts for a second he noticed something.

Michael noticed an alleyway, it was between two small houses. He decided he would use it to get home quicker, it's not that he was lazy and wanted to take the shortcut, it's just his bullies know the way he walks home. He wasn't in the mood for a beating right now.

The footsteps making a squelch sound when his feet landed in the puddle that was right in the middle of the alleyway, which was the darkest part, so he couldn't see where he was going,  so now his leg and shoes were wet, just lovely! Not to mention it was dark and scary, it seemed like anything could jump out and stab him. Maybe even bite him. Scary, he'd rather not think about it.

After a small eerie minute that he would never wanna repeat he emerged from the other end of the alleyway.  Walking out with haste, not that he could walk that fast, he was a small skinny boy, he didn't have much speed.

He was getting closer to his house, walking on the sidewalk, parked right next to the sidewalk was a white van, it looked pretty disgusting, it had dark brown stains all over it, when Micheal started passing the van he noticed it also smelled pretty disgusting, smelled like a dead dog and cigarettes.

As he fully passed the van he heard a door open. He swung around to see a tall muscler man step out of the van. Fuck was all Michael could think. Was he about to get kidnapped? What was worse was that this strong looking guy was wearing all black aswell as a black mask with a white smile and eyes painted on it. The masked looked as if it was made of cardboard, Michael was chilled to the bone.

Michael stared as his body kept moving awat. "Hey buddy! Wait, I need some assistance" the masked man said.

All of Michael's body was telling him to run! To sprint as far as he could down the street! To his mother!

Despite his better judgement he stepped forward, letting curiosity get the better of him. Sealing his fate. "With what?" He asked

"Well I appeared to have accidentally dropped my phone out of my car while driving" the masked man pointed behind Micheal, to which Michael turned around, where a werid looking black phone sat on the sidewalk, weird, how did it fall out the car and land on the sidewalk? Michael walked towards the phone and bent down, picking it up he realised it was not a phone  it was some small looking device that had been painted to look like a phone.

As Michael's heart pounded he turned back around where the masked man was now right in front of him, holding a fist high that connected with Michael's face.

Michael was knocked out, he later awoke in a unknown place

Michael woke up in a dark room. With one light source above him. It was swaying back and forth, barely illuminating the room. He realised he was tied to a chair, he started wiggling and moving around, trying to free himself out of the chair and what was this? Cuffs holding his hands together? And rope tying his feet together. There was also a tape around his mouth so he couldn't scream.

How much time had passed? Where was he? Where was the mysterious masked man? What was going to happen?

He thoughts ran wild however that was soon cut short as a door swung open. Making a loud bang sound.  He couldn't see where the door was but the sound seemed to come from in front of him. No light coming in the room though. Footsteps and the sound of something being wheeled across the cold concrete floor could be heard getting closer.

That's when the tall muscler man walked into view, his mask still on. Covering his entire head, a red trolley of tools, small machines and object behind him being pulled along.

"Funny meeting you here! Could of knocked" the masked man said , snickering to himself, as if he was the funniest man alive. He turned to his trolley of tools "So now that you're here I think it's time we have some fun! Torture seems fun doesn't it? Think of it like art! You're my muse and I'm painting you!" He sounded excited. No. He was excited, he picked up a nail and a hammer out from the trolley and walked towards Michael, a skip in his step.

When he arrived at Michael he put the nail above Michael's knee "I've always wanted to do construction, watched Bob the builder all the time" he said as he slowly raised the hammer. Michael was freaking out, what the fuck, sweat was dripping down from head to toe. What the fuck what the fuck what was he supposed to do-AGGH FUCK.

The hammer slammed right onto the nail, Michael could do nothing but scream, his screams were of course muffled by the tape. The hammer rose once again and slammed onto the nail. It was going deeper into his leg, it was a pretty tall nail. The hammer rose once more and slammed back down. Blood spurting out and flying everywhere. "oooo~ let's plug that!" The hammer went up and down. Slamming into the nail. Making a loud squish sound as the nail went deeper, slowly plugging the new made hole. Once more he rose the hammer and slammed it deeper, plugging the nail into the hole.

"Now I'm a perfectionist my dear so I can't just leave the other knee out of the picture, it would be disgraceful. I do apologize, can't help myself" he got up and moved away to grab a second nail.

Michael sat there in pain. The nail hurt like hell and blood was dripping down his knee.

The deranged individual stepped towards Michael again, holding another nail. Slowly getting on one knee and aiming the nail right above the knee "just like last time, it's easier the second time round, trust me I'd know. Hehehehe~" he raised the hammer and slammed it into the nail. Even harder then last time. Blood already coming out and flying everywhere.

He slammed the hammer down again and again, eventually this nail was done. He stood up and when over to his trolley "fun fun fun! We're practically besties now, how grand" his voice so childlike yet so evil and disgusting. Like he was mimicking a wicked child.

He searched looking for a new tool. That's when he came across a very sharp army knife. He picked it up and walked back towards Michael "you know my dad fought in the second world war? Crazy am I right? Crazy am I right?" He titled his head as he walked over "why aren't you answering? I'm talking my dear old dad serving in the army, he fought to protect this great nation of ours, CHEER FOR HIM! HE DID THIS!" the masked man yelled as he lunged at Michael, ripping off his shirt, showing his chest and body "quite the skinny one aren't you?" He Traced the knife across Michael's chest, thankfully no blood was drawn, he kept going again and again, it seemed like the crazy man was lost in thought as he Traced the knife around Michael's chest in no particular pattern.

Eventually though the insane man started pressing the knife harder into his chest, making a interesting looking pattern, one could argue it looked like a treasure map. The dark red blood going down Michael's chest. The agony was immeasurable, Michael would never wanna relive this. "Looks beautiful, wouldn't you agree?" The man said gleefully.

After the masked man was done he went back to his trolley "So so so, it seems we're having huge amount of fun, I say we take it up to the next level?" He said with a devilish laugh, taking off his black shoes and switching them with a different pair, walking up to Micheal, his new shoes seemed very clean and polished.

He then grabbed Michael's waist and pulled down his pants to the ropes around his ankles, Michael was scared, he had no idea what was about to happen. The masked man lifted his leg and stomped on Michael's balls, moving his foot around, adding more pain by every second. Michael was in a indescribable amounts of pain. Michael couldn't think straight, he thought he was gonna pass out. The man lifted his leg again and stomped, he then he repeated this process for what felt like hours, until, amidst the hazy fog of pain Michael saw the man's hand move down to his shoe, pressing a button on the side of it, this made a knife come out of the bottom.

He lifted his leg high and slammed straight down onto Michael's balls, the knife going straight through the left ballsack and coming out the other end, even going through the chair, the masked man laughed and laughed as he realised he just pinned Michael to the chair by his balls. The masked man took out his foot, leaving the shoe on Michael's ball. Bright red blood and yellow substances spilling out.

Michael was coming in and out of conscious, the masked man noticed this "HEY, DO NOT GO TO SLEEP! THE SHOW MUST GO ON AND I NEED AN AUDIENCE!" he then slammed a fist across Michael's face.

This helped Michael stay awake. The masked man went back to his red trolley, "nobody respects the art of torture these days" he pulled out a sack and a gun, along with black tape. "You're my Mona Lisa, I'm counting on you little boy"

The masked man walked over to Michael and placed the black tape over his nose, now Michael couldn't breathe at all, he didn't know what to do, he could barely move. The man started beating Michael in the face with the gun, over and over, laying into him, showing him no mercy, the entire time, this deranged psycho was... laughing.

After a full hour he stopped punching Michael in the head, instead he walked away into the shadows, Michael felt so dizzy, so weak, he couldn't breathe, the masked man came back with a chair and he unfolded it, put it on the ground and sat on it

"You know, you're dad lasted way longer then you, i think he enjoyed the pain if I'm being honest, I have no idea why he married that miserable slag, the woman you call mother. Hehe~ I can't wait to see her face when she discovers you're remains, it brings me joy to think about. " He paused for a moment then continued "Now then my friend, before you die of suffocation, which is my favourite way to watch you struggle like a little worm. I wish to show you something"

He put the sack over his own head, put the gun to it and fired. Everything went still for a second, then he started laughing. He took the sake off, the black cardboard mask with the painted white smile and eyes on it sitting there ominously on this man's head, no, he was no man, Michael now knew why he initially feared this person. It's because this person is no person at all, he lacks no human empathy, he isn't human.

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Part 4: Never in God's house

"I love you" those three words spoken. It made Katie's stomach tingle with butterflies, it made her feel warm inside, it made her feel happy, she laid there on her stomach, looking at her computer. Katie was facetiming her girlfriend, Zoe. Zoe was smiling. It was the most adorable smile ever, Katie adored it, she could watch Zoe smile all day and night, well. Not all day and night, there was a knock at Katie's door "Katie! Time for church" she heard her brother say, "I'll be there soon!" She said back. She heard her brother walking downstairs so she resumed her conversation with Zoe "I love you too, I do gotta go to church though" Katie smiled while Zoe made funny little puppy dog eyes. They both laughed, it was so peaceful, "didn't you tell your father that you don't like Going to church?" Zoe asked, she spoke peacefully and softly. Katie nodded "I did but he didn't understand, he said that it's mandatory so I learn not to let a guy take my purity" she mocked his voice when saying this. Zoe giggled "not a guy he has to worry about" they both laughed til they sides hurt.

"You haven't come out to him yet?" Zoe asked, quietly so no one else could walk by and listen in. "No I haven't, I don't think he'd understand, he's too old schooled" Zoe nodded as she listened to Katie talk about how old schooled her father is. How Christan he is.

They were eventually interrupted by another knock at the door "Katie" it was a her father, Bruce "it's time for church, let's go we don't wanna be late" Katie replied and said her goodbyes to Zoe. Getting up and quickly getting in "appropriate" clothing.

When she was done getting dressed, she stepped out of her room. Her father waiting outside, arms crossed, his leg tapping the ground in a sort of rhythm "who were you talking to?" He asked, his voice all loud and tough " I was talking to a friend" Katie responded as she went downstairs. 

Her father rolled his eyes as he walked downstairs with her. Katie and her father, Bruce, arrived at the front door. Waiting for Katie's brother, he was most likely getting a sandwhich from the kitchen before they left for church, Katie was trapped in her thoughts, her brother Mitch already knew she is lesbian, and that she has a girlfriend, and he was chill with it, but would her dad be chill with it? It has been rough for him since mum died.

That's when Mitch walked in the living room and towards the door. A piece of toast in his mouth, he nodded at them both.

Their father sighed and opened the door. Mitch walked out then Katie did. Then last Bruce did. Locking the house behind them.

At church

After half an hour of talking with nuns, priests and visitors to the church. The main event was finally beginning, Katie sat next to her brother, Mitchell while he sat next to their father, Bruce.  the head priest or otherwise known as father Franklin got up on stage, he started saying a pray, which everyone joined in on saying. After that Father Franklin started going on a speech about God's wants and the sins of life according to God's rules. Talking about how murder is wrong, how stealing is wrong, however near the end of father Franklins speech that's when he spoke the words. Katie was unsure if the words he said was her just imagining it out of boredom or if she misheard him, so she listened closely and sadly discovered that she was right.

"A man and man sleeping together is wrong, a woman and a woman sleeping together is wrong! In God's eyes this is despicable! This is not how we were made in God's vision!" That's what he had said. Katie was so frustrated, they had just moved away from Katie's childhood home and now she must sit here and be told that who she is, is what? A crime? A illness? She won't stand for it!

Katie got up and walked up towards father Franklin, getting closer to the pedestal he stood on that was on a stage, compensating for something? Katie had thought.

As she got closer the room started getting very quiet, father Franklin had stopped talking, all eyes were on her. Everyone was watching her every move. She walked onto the stage and stood in front of the pedestal, she found all the courage inside her body to speak and this is what came out "being myself isn't a crime! It isn't a sin in God's eyes and if it was, who is he to judge me! A man and man or woman and woman sleeping together is perfectly normal!" That's when she turned to face the massive sea of people sitting down behind her. She gulped, this was scary, scary as fuck, she breathed in, then breathed out. "I have a announcement"

Back home

Bruce opened the door with a rage, walking in and waiting for his daughter and son to walk in. When Mitch walked in Bruce signalled for him to go to his room. Which he did. Then Katie walked in. She tried walking past her father but he grabbed her shoulder with one hand and slammed the door shut with the other "we gotta talk young lady"

Katie was sat on the couch as Her father paced the ground "how could you get up and embarass me in front of the whole church like that? Our first impression! Ruined, and when were you thinking of telling me young Lady? That was neither the time or place! And haven't I raised you right? To know that same sex partners or intercourse is wrong? Didn't your mother raise you right?"

That's when he struck a nerve, she could tolerate all he was saying but mentioning her mother? That was too far! She was surprised that she got up and did that, yeah maybe it wasn't the right time or place but she wasn't just gonna sit there and be told that being herself is wrong!

She got up and screamed at her father "mother raised me just right! " Tears starting to form in her eyes "I never planned on telling you anytime soon! Why? Cause you'd never understand! Look how your acting right now! So immature! I am just being myself! Sorry that is a embarassment to you and your church shit!" Bruce let out a gasp "don't swear at me young lady!" He yelled back! "I'm 16! Stop calling me young lady! Gah, look at you are! Is this who mum fell in love with?"

As soon as the words fell out of Katie's mouth she knew she regretted. She saw the hurt on her father's face. The sadness, however it slowly turned to rage. At full volume he yelled "GO TO YOUR FUCKING ROOM!" he raised his hand ready to slap Katie, but he stopped himself before he did. Katie walked away as fast as she could.

When she got to her room she slammed the door shut. Sliding down against it, Crying, tears rushing down her face, so much happening, so quickly, what the fuck, all she could do is cry, cry, cry and cry some more. It's all she knew in that moment.

After what felt like hours but was only minutes there was a knock at her Door. She instantly wiped away the tears and sniffled "y-yes?" She said. Her voice shaky, on the other said of the door she heard her brothers voice "hey Kate, I wanted to check in on you, things sounded pretty heated between you and dad. You need a hug?"

She smiled at her brothers words "no, I'm okay, I don't need a hug"

"Alright Kate" there was a bit of a pause but then he spoke again "hey, I think what you did was brave, a bit stupid with timing but brave, you know you could inspire alot of people ya lesbo" he said with a chuckle, his horrible humor made Katie let out a small giggle.

"I hope you know that I support you no matter what and I love you sis" she smiled, his words always being so kind and sincere. Always managing to put a smile on her face.  "I love you too Mitch"

Later that night, around 3 am she found herself messaging her girlfriend Zoe.

Katie : and that's when Mitch left, his words really helped, just upset about my dad yk?

Zoe: yeah I get babe, I wish I was there to comfort ya 😭

Katie: I should be okay, don't worry about me babe

Zoe: I'm gonna worry, I care about you, if ya need a place to stay to get away from your dad my house is always open, you know my mum and dad are chill

Katie: yeah I'll keep that in mind. Thank you!

Zoe: anytime, the offer will always stand. Also, I hope you do know, there is nothing wrong with you, I will forever love you for who you are

This message from Zoe put a smile on Katie's face

Katie: thank you, it means a lot, thank you, now I gotta go catch some sleep. I'll see ya at school, night! 💕

Zoe: goodnight! I'll give you all the kisses in the world tomorrow! 😘

Katie then shut her laptop and went to bed.

The next morning

Katie had gotten ready for school, her brother had already left for work. Katie walked down the stairs and went to the kitchen, sitting down at the dining table is her father, he looked at her come in and then looked back down at his phone. Not a word to be said. Katie could sense and feel the disappointment, the disgusted look in his eyes. Her own father, katie felt a lump in her throat. No no no, now was not the time to cry, she grabbed some snacks and put them in her bag, walking out of the kitchen, would her father ever accept her? Would he love her for who she is?

Later that night

Katie was in her room, trapped in thought, she was thinking of what to do. She wanted her father's approval but she didn't know how to talk to him. It was very difficult, she didn't want another yelling match but she did want the support of her father. She sat there for a bit longer. Thinking. Is this worth it? She decided yes. Never hurts in trying.

She walked downstairs and saw her father watching TV in the lounge room. She walked in the lounge room and Bruce paused the TV. "Hey can we talk?" Katie asked. There was a eerie silence that hung in the air for longer then it should have. Then Bruce spoke "about?"

"About me being who I am, I like girls, I have a girlfriend named Zoe, I like her alot, I love her, we've been together for seven months, I'm happy with who I am" there was a even longer silence then before, that's when Katie's father stood up. "I can't accept this in my household, no, this is a house of God and I will never have one of you in my household, never in God's house. Go pack, I want you to leave, you go against my whole religion! Why can't you just be Normal?" Katie's heart felt pierced when her father spoke these words "but dad!"

"No buts!" He yelled, interrupting her. "Go pack, and leave"

Katie grabbed everything she needed and messaged Zoe letting her know she needs to take that offer. Katie was walking down the street. Getting closer to a turn. She was lost in thought, the words her father said replaying in her head! She is normal! This is just who she is! She can't control being herself! He's just a blind fool. She wished he wasn't, that's her father, as much as her feelings towards him were filled with negativity, that man was still her father, why couldn't he even try to accept her? Why couldn't he love her for herself, was she not enough? Was she not enough for him not to try for her? To see her for her. To accept and love her. She felt so lost and confused, lost in her thoughts, she couldn't hear the beep of the oncoming car as it hit her. Making her body go flying, sliding across the rainy concrete, blood streaming out of her head, getting in her hair, in her hoodie and out on the street. Splashes of rain hitting the blood. Katie, was dead.

Many days later Bruce sat on the couch, he had just attended his daughters funeral, his son moved out, looking absolutely disgusted by the sight of his own father. Bruce cried. Why! Why! Why did this happen? Why did he kick her out? They could of worked something out! Something, anything, he would do anything to hold his daughter again, fuck, he felt like such an asshole. He slowly got up, the tears flowing everywhere, he leant up against the wall. He didn't know what to do but to cry. He punched the wall multiple times. He didn't stop until his fist bled. He then collapsed on the floor. Dissolving into thousands of tears, becoming a complete mess.

( Editors notes: no matter who you are, no matter what sexualilty you are or what gender you identify as know that I support you! I love ya random reader! Keep being you! I love who you are! Your you and nothing makes me more happier! )

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NAH WHY IS THIS TRUE ABOUT THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE WITH VERBS!!

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Part 3 : Greed is a fools game

John's heart was racing, he was uncertain about what would happen next. The gun he was holding was at another human beings head, this was very scary for John. He had held a gun before but not at someone else. This. This was new.

He heard the cashier breathing heavily as he put the jewels in a bag, John was scared as it was he didn't need the cashier breathing like a goddam dog. His hand was shaking, he felt like his finger would slip, that would be horrible, he didn't wanna kill the cashier.

Around John was the crew he was assigned to, one of em guarding the door and the other watchin all the customers, John was sweating bullets, was he really cut out for this? He was very certain he didn't have what it takes to be a criminal. He may have to quit one of these days.

"Hurry up" said John, he tried making his voice said rough and tough, but it was shakey, you could tell he wasn't cut out for this. The cashier finished putting all the gems in the bad and handed it to John. John looked at the bag, it was very big, alot of gems. John smiled slightly for the first time since he walked in the jewelry store. He remembered why he was here.

He snatched the bag out of the terrified cashier's hand and run out the door with his crew close in tow. All of them Jumpin in a black van, "GO GO GO, FLOOR IT" one of men yelled.

The van started going off at full speed, the driver had a 2 minute time limit to get us to the blue van, when we got there we would switch vehicles and leave the black van in the open for the police to find.

After awhile the driver got to the location, a dark alley way hidden from public view  quickly everyone ran out of the black van and switched to the blue. Driving towards the highway now in the new vehicle, they drove past many police cars, giving them all anxiety attacks, John knew he had to do this, he couldn't give up now could he? Think of EVERYTHING he could pay, never having to worry about anything ever again. No one would have to.

You could practically see the sparkle in John's eyes as he thought about this.  All the good food he could ask for! He could taste it now.

That's when John snapped out of his thoughts and saw that a cop car was coming towards them, and slowing down. "Fuck be careful lads!" One of the crew mates said "don't worry matey what's he gonna do? This beautie right here is faster then one pig car" the driver said as the crew, including Johnny, took off their masks. "so after the drop off, when do we get our cut" John asked the leader of this crew.

The leader gave a mean look to John "two days, tops"

John sighed, he didn't know if he could wait.

The driver sped up a little, getting away from the cop car who luckily took a turn. Getting away from them.

Two days later

  

John sat in his car, waiting in some random guys driveway, lucky that whoever owns this driveway ain't home. Johnny was waiting, he needed his money, no he wanted his money! He was tapping the window impatiently, how long could he wait? He didn't know. All of this was quite boring but also made him pissed, he didn't wanna wait two days!

That's when there was a tap on John's window, he rolled it down and standing outside of his car was a bald man with a scar on his head, he was holding a small duffel bag. He then handed it to John, the bald man then nodded and walked away. Johnny was happy, he opened the bag and saw a bunch of 100 dollar notes all bunched up together, let's go, finally some stability.

As John was driving he was trying to figure out where to stash his money, couldn't leave it with his sister, she would turn in him in a instant, there's always Bob, but he would probably lose it. That's when it clicked. John's old kind blind granddad. Perfecto, a great amount of kindness and stupidity.

John pulled up in his granddad's driveway, he then jumped out of the vehicle and walked over to his granddad's front door. It was brown. It seriously has been awhile since he's been here. When he was a child he remembered the door being red. Accidentally kicking a soccer ball at the door. Making it let out a loud bang, really spooked him as a kid.

John shook his head. No time to be thinking back now. He banged on the door waiting for his grandad to answer, eventually it croaked open. And out stepped an old man. Hunched over, eyes pure white. A grey messy gruff looking beard. "Johnny boy? Is that you? Thought I recognised them knocks. Ya take after your father"

John rolled his eyes as his grandad spoke. He shoved his way past him and started wondering towards his granddad's bedroom. His grandad following "is everything alright my boy? You haven't spoken? Is that even you Johnny?" He asked. John stopped and turned. He scoffed "yes it is grandpa, now please fuck off. I'm busy" he gave him a mean look. He knew he couldn't see it but he knew he would leave. His grandad nodded and started walking away. Letting a small tear fall out as he stepped away, eventually the grandad was out of sight near the front door.

John smiled. The old man was really crying, weakling. He then walked inside the master bedroom, he walked towards the bed and bent down. Shoving the short duffel bag deep under the bed. John sighed and slowly got up. Now it was time to leave.

He walked to the front door and stepped outside, his grandad sitting down on the porch, John started walking past "I'll be back in a week" he said. "Wait, Johnny" his grandpa said, John stopped and turned around to face him "whatever is happening with you kid, you can talk to me. Don't play games with demons. Greed is a fools game" John was starstruck, greed? No way how grandad knew he stole all of em jewels and gems? John scoffed "sure old man" he walked towards his car. He got in and drove away.

He arrived home. To his crappy Smelly apartment, flies everywhere, he took a step towards the kitchen "daddy?" He heard a small voice yell, John turned to the living room to see his boy. His son. In the living room. "Hey kiddo" he said, smiling brightly, he walked into the living room and sat down. "What ya watching?"

His kid smiled "Dora! She knows Spanish papá!" John nodded. His son hugged him "how was your day?" The son asked. "It was good Josh, it was really good, next week how about we order all the take out we want, and Friday I'll make us a home made meal for once! Does that sound good kiddo?" Josh's eyes lit up as John said this "yes yes yes!" He squealed, he then hugged his father's leg and whispered the words thank you.

Later that night after his son was put to sleep John entered the kitchen. Bong in hand, he was gonna get lit tonight! To celebrate! He hadn't gotten caught yet! He put his mouth around the bong and put the lighter to the mouthpiece, he then took a big hit, gotta take the strong shit to celebrate!

Hours later

John was sleeping soundly, the weed knocked him out the second his head hit the pillow, that's when a sound woke him. He shot straight up. Looking around, he couldn't see anything or anyone, he rubbed his eyes...that's when he saw a shining light in front of him...it was so bright, he couldn't see anything in front of him. Well, until a pale grey hand reached out....that's when the shining light spoke "Sinful" it said in a angelic voice. Then the light got brighter as John's head started pounding.

News reporter: ladies and gentlemen! A man by the name of John Skarvand was found dead in his apartment. His head was blown to pieces, his son was the one to call the police. It's said he was crying over and over when he did. Police say it was possible suicide, no weapon with the calibar to blow his brains to bits wasn't found in his home so the public is unsure.

There might be something else going on here? Anyhow, Kobee now on to you about the weather!

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Chapter 2 of my book: savages

Part 2 : Lies and Lust are lovers

She winced as the corset tightened around her waist, she sighed then spoke "is the corset really necessary?" Lily asked impatiently. Rebecca, her seamstress sighed and nodded "Lily dear, we've been over this, you may not care about looks but as your seamstress I do " Rebecca folded her arms. Lily just rolled her eyes.

Rebecca continued to dress Lily and then they got to the part Lily loved, "okay now I am excited" Lily said happily, Rebecca smiled and nodded "I am aware, Ms Grain" Lily opened the closest with a huge childlike grin on her face, the wardrobe was massive.

Rebecca stepped inside and Lily excitedly waited outside, after 12 minutes Rebecca came out with two dresses, one was red and black, it had a more fluffy and soft exterior, it was long and puffy. The next dress was blue and white, it was shiny and had a glittery look. Rebecca looked at Lily then spoke  "Now then my dear I suggest the blue dress as it goes well with the corset" Lily laughed "you know me, comfyness over looks, im wearing the red dress" Rebecca sighed and did as told, helping Lily put on the red dress despite Lily's protests, she wanted to be independent, like Rebecca would let that happen.

Lily was now sitting in a carriage. It was going very slowly so it gave her time to think and reflect. She looked fabulous, granted she always looked fabulous no matter what she wore and Rebecca confirmed it everytime. Still in Rebecca's opinion you gotta keep up with the trends. She wished that the carriage would go quicker, Lily really wanted to get to her destination. Reggie promised he would be at the ball and so far he is proven to be no liar.

She liked Reggie alot, he was kind and caring, thoughtful and witty. He is also extremely handsome. Good set of teeth and a strong jawline, not to mention his family was very rich, marrying Reggie Would make you set for life. However what Lily liked most was his laugh, it was such an amazing laugh, it brought her comfort and made her smile, it was infectious, it was comforting and it gave her warmth.

The carriage stopped, she was excited but also nervous, no no, never mind that, she mustn't care what others think of her. She is her own person, she won't be held down by society and it's restraints. She thanked the driver and stepped out of the carriage. The night sky twinkled beautifully in the sky, Lily breathed and out, still nervous but she needed to get this over with. She stepped forward and opened the door.

The hall to the ballroom was beautifully lit.  It was a low glow from all around so you could see perfectly but it added a sort of mystique setting, a setting of mystery, many rich people of today really like doing this when hosting balls, she never thought the Duke Evan would also do this, guess he also must keep up with the trends.

The guards led Lily towards where the party was happening, they opened the doors and she was greeted with shiney lights and loud voices. A massive chandelier hanging from the roof, letting a orange glow overcome the room. Everyone was wining and dining. It was quite lively, Lily didn't care for all these people focusing on social statuses and meaningless conversations about who has more money and who had an affair, who's bankrupt and who's helping the humans in Africa fight for their rights in the diamond mines. Or as these people call them, the "Blackies" Lily disliked her peers for this, they are humans aswell and should be treated as such, just like women should be treated with more respect, Lily sighed, she will keep fighting for this.

But she did not come here to focus on human rights, today she's putting her protest sign down tonight, tonight it's all about her and Reggie. Like she promised. She looked around for him. It was quite crowded so it was difficult but she eventually did find him. He was just in a shadowy corner drinking some whiskey by his lonesome.

She ran towards him, hugging him and catching him off guard, he smelt amazing, like some type of ironwood, she just wanted to cuddle up next to him and stay by his side. She moved her head slightly upwards towards his head as she hugged him. Smelling his hair. It smelt even better, she didn't know how to describe it. It was like she was like in a tropical forest, with coconuts everywhere and warm sand between her toes. It was amazing.

"Hello to you to" Reggie said, a bit flustered, to be frank he was very caught off guard, he wasn't expecting her to show up at all. With her fighting for rights, she was even trying to make an orphanage / school for anyone. including anyone that isn't white, Reggie respected her, she was definitely ahead of her time. He smiled, Lily smelled like lemons and limes. It was beautiful, it was like he was drinking a cocktail.

She smiled brightly "why hello there handsome" she booped his nose then stopped hugging him. Taking a step back, looking at his Eyes, black like obsidian. Like a night sky without stars. Beautiful. She blushed a little, Reggie leaned in and whispered in Lily's ear, his voice so soft, sending shivers down Lily's spine but of course she would never admit that.

"I'm going to go get us more drinks, you wait and I'll be back soon okay baby?" He pulled away from her ear and made a move, slowly closing in. However he stopped himself and pulled away. Instead he put a finger on her lips and walked away.

Lily was fuming, that little prick. Teasing her with almost Kissing her. She sat down waiting for him to come back. 5 minutes went by, then 10, then 20 then 30. She was extremely worried for Reggie, why hadn't he come back? Where was he? She decided that she would go looking.

She went towards the bar cause he could of gotten held up with a bar maid or something. She looked around and couldn't find him anywhere at or near the bar. She was getting extremely anxious. She was looking everywhere.

That's when a waiter walked up to her. The waiter had noticed this guest looking a bit down and frustrated "excuse me miss, is something the matter?" Lily at first was startled by the voice behind her but that's when she noticed that it was a waiter "yes I'm quite alright just looking for sir Reginald Garreth the II"

Lily responded in haste. In some hope he knew where Reggie was, and Lily was in luck, he did.

"Ah yes, him. I see him request a private room and I believe I saw him go inside of the private room with Kama Satra"  the Waiter responded, there was a sudden panic rise in Lily, she was worried, what was he doing with Ms kama. Recent widow. Oh my. Lily's mind was rushing, "what room?" She asked "the room just over there" the waiter pointed towards a large dull looking door. Lily nodded and sped walked over.

She arrived at the door and slowly opened it. Tiptoeing in. She kept edging closer to a bright orange glow. There was turn. Behind that turn was a massive bedroom with two candles lit. And.....and...Reggie laying on said bed. His tux laying next to him. His pants down to his ankles. His hair pushed back. Kama on top of him. She was moving up and down. Slowly, obviously wanting to savour the moment. It made Lily sick. She felt betrayed, they were supposed announce their recent engagement at this ball. Why why why why why WHY!! why did he do this. All the love. All the memories, just what? Just gone like that? She saw him cup her ass. Moaning her name. Kama then moaned his name. They were clearly enjoying themselves, her breasts going up and down. Was that it? Was that why he was sleeping with another woman? Bigger breasts? Lily will admit hers was smaller then average but no way that could be a reason could it? Could it....? Lily didn't know what to do. She was at a loss. She let out a gasp as tears rolled down her cheeks. She was surprised she was able to make any noise. She was quite speechless. Reggie and kama stopped, upon Reggie seeing Lily he pushed kama off him and started getting ready, putting on clothes "Lily, it isn't what it looks like. Trust me I can explain" Reggie said, meanwhile kama got comfy on the bed, naked as the day she was born. With a devilish smile on her face that said "he's mine. You weren't good enough"

Lily stormed out of the room. Deciding then and there she was done with this ball. She wanted nothing to do with anyone, NOTHING! she stormed towards the doors and swung them open. Walking past the guards in earnest. Eventually getting to the front doors and opening them. She walked out and waited on the sidewalk. A carriage should come by soon and she could stop it. Something hit her head. She looked up. Something then hit her face. Then hit her face again. It was water. It was raining. Great timing.

Reggie ran outside "wait Lily wait! Let me explain" Lily turned around, stone cold face "what could you possibly explain Reggie? You were sleeping with another woman" it was hard saying it, it was hard believing it. She just wanted to hug him and pretend it didn't happen but she couldn't. She just couldn't. Reggie spoke. Interrupting Lily's thoughts "You see,  she came onto me. I didn't want no part, I was trying to pull away" Lily scoffed "yeah sure pal" she couldn't believe that horrible lie. "It's true " Reggie said. "she is just a cousin anyway so it doesn't matter to much" Lily was flabbergasted, did he think she was stupid "Reginald" he sucked in his teeth when she said that. She could tell that hurt. She felt bad but kept on. She had to care about her own feelings. "I know your family like the back of my hand and I know kama is not in it and if she is then I feel sorry for the both of you for whatever incest baby you make. However I am no fool Reginald, do not make that mistake, don't worry your reputation won't be worried, I won't utter a word of your betrayal, no news vender or gossiper will know" she took the ring out of her purse. She was planning on putting it on when they made the announcement. She threw it at his chest, it then landed on the ground. Letting out a clanging sound. "Please leave me alone"

A carriage stopped and Lily hopped in. Passing some money to the driver going to shut the door, however before she could Reggies hand grabbed the door and stopped it from shutting. "I'm sorry, I love you" Lily sighed and looked away from him. Not giving him the blessing of hearing her words again. Reggie sighed and shut the door.

The carriage started moving. Lily was only left with her thoughts, tears flowing down her face. Or was it water from rain. She didn't know. Did it matter? Her knowing this won't change anything, so no it didn't. It didn't matter. Did anything matter? Did she matter? Her hair was a mess from the rain and so was her dress. Her life was a whole mess.

She felt too hot. She felt too cold. She felt numb. She felt betrayed, she felt like she didn't matter, maybe she didn't, maybe she wasn't good enough. She would never know.

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The first chapter of my book savages

Part 1 : Murder lives forever

The Forest damp and cold. The moonlight shining through the thick tree leaves, the sounds of crickets could be heard, the only noise in this dark void of a forest.

Hagmr walked into a clearing, this was dangerous, with no bushes covering him the fierce lion could strike, or worse. Hagmr shuddered at his own imagination and kept moving forward hoping to get out of this large clearing as fast as possible.

Hagmr could hear the sound of rushing water, is quite peaceful. He did wonder if he should try to put some water in his basket for his mate, it would make her happy to get something to help quench her thirst, although it was dangerous he slowly made his way towards the sound of the running water, he suspected it to be a river.

Luckily him being in a huge clearing made it easy to travel to the sound of water. Eventually he had arrived and it seemed he guessed correctly because in front of him was a long river, the moonlight shining upon it, giving it a Beautiful yet eerie look.

Hagmr bent over and put his basket in the river. He had to be quick as not to lose the berries and meat to the river. He waited til he figured he had enough then lifted the basket, perfect. Inside of it was now some berries he picked, meat from the zebra he killed earlier and now water. Hagmr smiled, happy with today's hunt.

As he was preparing to leave the river he was stopped by a noise. The noise of bushes rustling, then the sound of feet running fast on the ground, twigs and sticks snapping below this person or creatures feet, Hagmr started running away at full speed, he knew that whatever was after him wanted him dead. He kept going and going. Passing many trees, getting cuts and bruises from the Bush's.

Whatever was chasing him did not give up. Whenever he sped up it sped up, whenever he took a right turn it took a right turn. He had no chances to slow down at all. His heart was pounding, the sweat dripping down his face it won't be like this would it? His end? It can't be, he kept on sprinting. His legs were tired from the day he just had but he kept pushing, despite the protest his body was throwing he kept going.

Eventually he heard it letting up. It wasn't much but hagmr could use this as a chance to hide. As he kept running he saw a huge boulder in front of him. He decided that he would try tricking his attacker, he charged towards the boulder and started going behind it. He heard his attacker roar and speed up again. That clears it. Definitely not human.

Hagmr grabbed the rope on his hip and threw it to the top of the boulder, he started climbing the boulder with his rope now holding on to the top. However just before he got to the top he waited. If he got to the top now his attacker would see him and start climbing or wait til Hagmr came down. He had to wait til it got close and the top would not be in its vision. His hands did start to slip from the sweat running down his body, he was panicking. That's when he heard it fastly approaching where he once stood. So Hagmr pushed himself upwards and landed on top of the boulder. He turned to see a lion standing where he once was. Sniffing the air. Looking around then sprinting away to the southern tribe, interesting.

After 20 minuets Hagmr decided it was safe for him to get his feet back on the ground and continue to head home. Luckily he was right. He then wiped the sweat off his forehead and his heartbeat somewhat calmed down. He continued to trek his way home.

He was close, he recognised the markings on the trees. he started hurrying, he was eager to see his mate, his legs and arms were tired. Eventually he could see the cave, home.

Hagmr got to the entrance with a huge smile on his face. Ready to see his mate waiting for him or asleep, he had no idea what he'd Actually see. He was shocked, frozen in place. The moonlight shining through into the cave and showing perfectly what was happening, his mate with another man.

He stepped closer, sadness surging through his body. His lover, cheating on him? They swore to each other that they'd be they for each other and be loyal. No no no. This isn't right.

Hagmr stepped closer, his body getting in the way of the wonderful moonlight, creating a shadow over the two in lust. They were both shocked by the sudden darkness and jumped away from each other, they both looked so confused, how could they! HOW! They know the deed they've done, a different emotion was surging through Hagmr, this wasn't sadness anymore, no, this was anger. No. RAGE.

He charged straight at the random male. Pinning him against the wall of the cave. "YOU" he yelled the male kicked Hagmr in the stomach which resulted in Hagmr hunching over and dropping the man. Instead of retreating the male decided to do something else. He started kicking Hagmr over and over and over and over and over and over. Hagmr couldn't focus and vomited everywhere. The man was disgusted and stepped back, vomit on his feet, it had a wet thickness to it, which would be the man's downfall as he slipped on a rock. He started falling and his head unfortunately landed on a very sharp rock. Killing him.

The lustful lover ran towards the newly made corpse in tears "no no no no no no no" she clutched the dead body and screamed into the dead man's chest. Hagmr slowly made his way up. Everything was dizzy and blurry, he could make out his mates body and the man who appeared dead. Hagmr rubbed his eyes, making a groaning sound at the same time, the lover snapped her head at Hagmr "you! How could you! No no you devil man" Hagmr chuckled, him? A devil man? It was obviously these two who were the devil's spawn. Hagmr stepped towards the corpse. His lover stood up and Ran towards him "don't, no going near him!" Hagmr just shoved her aside, making her land flat on her ass. As Hagmr got closer he picked up a rock and stepped closer "no! Hagmr!" his mate screamed "shut up helga" Hagmr shout-whispered, and Helga did exactly that, frozen in fear. Hagmr bent down and looked at the man's corpse.

Hagmr lifted both his hands. Ready to smash the rock into the corpses face. And he did exactly that, then he did it again, and again and again and again, the blood splattering everywhere. It really showed most on Hagmrs face, he kept smashing the rock against the broken head. Over and over, bones started to poke out, the flesh started peeling away as it no longer had a use, the face at this point was a bloody smashed skull. Hagmr didn't stop. He went on. Screaming,

after half an hour he was done, he got up, looking at what he did, he started laughing. What else could he do? He turned in his laughter and noticed Helga wasn't there, she must of fled in fear, coward. Hagmr didn't know what else to do. He was tired, he was betrayed, sad, angry, all these emotions, Hagmr fell to his knees and started screaming. Screaming, that's all he could do. However his screaming was cut short as he heard the mighty roar of a lion.

Hagmr smiled "bring it!" He shouted.

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BRO I WOULD BE SO SCARED

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Bro why does it go this hard, it doesn't need to go this hard. Absolute fire 🔥