My breathing slows, I spit up blood, I stumble. I felt dead, but Im nit finished here yet.... how can I help all those people if I cant stand up?....Laughter echos through the forest were I stand....
I fall to my side, blood immenses everywhere, time is running out Im.....Im dying....
My head is on the ground I was silent thinking of all those I have failed........ Running, yelling, screams, burning, dripping water are the last I will hear......in till......A long low howl....I know that howl!
My eyes slowly open, as they become slits, my wounds are healing as a dark aura surrounds me, my blood turns. I rise someone speaks good evening They hiss I see red flaming eyes pierce through my body, as I fall, once more.
I struggle back up NO! I want die yet! I growl holding myself up with one hand, some how I knew that was a bad choice of words......The creature smiled coldly, I hit the ground so fast, blood was everywhere....I-I couldnt move....
The creature I knew, who was named Baine walked up to me.
I glared at him with loth, I wanted to speak but when I opened my mouth blood poured out, The pain was like a viper constricting at times.
Baine stood before my with a knife, I want you DEAD! he spoke as he brought the knife down through my heart, Flashes of people went through my mind......I wasnt strong enough....I never will...................















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I have fought the denizens of hell and lived to tell the tale. NOW, FEAR ME!
Remember, Remember
The Fifth of November
The Gunpowder, Treason and Plot
I know of no Reason why the gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
-V for Vendetta
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The hate that consumes me, is after you! Following you, watching you, learning your everymove!
So that it too can creep into your body like posion, drain, the being that was once you!!
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