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“You,” your hands shook and your arms trembled as you looked up, venomously, towards the one man you had ever loved. Tears were stinging at the corners of your eyes and you were trying your best to hold them back, but the widespread feeling of pain was too strong and your heart couldn’t handle it anymore, “You jerk!” He stood there, staring directly at you with an expressionless face. This just fueled your anger. How could he not express himself, now of all times? Here you were, near to a breakdown, crying, and he had the same expression he always wore. You banged your delicate hands against his chiseled chest.

“Hey! You! Get back here!” a plump, middle-aged man wearing an apron yells as you sprint down the street. His words only make you run faster, but as you speed up, you can hear his steps starting to slow until finally, he comes to a complete stop. A string of curses race after you, but his vulgar language doesn’t faze you. All you care about is not getting caught, so when your eye catches an indent in the wall of buildings, and after one final glance back to make sure the man isn’t following you, you slink from the desolate streets into an abandoned alleyway. Sliding your back against the wall, you gulp in some much nee

A/N: I haven't checked for any grammar errors/ wrong spellings so please bare with it for awhile. ------------------ “Good Morning to everyone.” Special Class Investigator, Arima Kishou, greets everyone present at the CCG Board Meeting. Everyone stands up and does their proper salute towards their superior. He dismisses them with a gesture of his hand. “We are here to discuss about the case pertaining a certain ghoul,” His hands points towards the picture of a woman hidden behind her hood as she covers her mouth with a white mask. “Nutcracker.” “But.” He interjects and walks towards the doo

CHAPTER II 11:09PM PST, Saturday, 5 December Jump City - Outside abandoned Alameda Naval Air Station The road leading back to the decrepit base was smooth, a paradox to the rusted and corroded buildings and hangers strewn about the concrete landscape.  There were no streetlights along this stretch of asphalt and even less traffic.  The area was bathed in darkness, a haven for anyone or anything that wished to remain invisible from prying eyes.   The jet black motorcycle flying down the road blended perfectly into the night, its presence only indicated by the bright swath of its headlamps and burning tail ligh

CHAPTER I 10:00PM PST, Saturday, 5 December Jump City – Wayne Enterprises Building The lights of the skyscrapers resembled stars, their glow bright against the inky sky.  They reached upward like spires that stretched on for miles in each direction.  Off in the distance, the lights of the Bay Bridge could be seen blinking, the two towers of the suspended structure like monolithic sentries standing guard to the entrance of the Bay.  Tiny pinpoints of light moved across the span, some white, some red.  Those same motes of light could be seen on the streets in the distance, growing larger and splitting in two as they grew closer.  Below,

                You tracked his scent. It didn't lead to The Hive like you thought it would. Instead it led to an abandoned warehouse in the Jump City port. The cold air made your breath come out in small almost unnoticable puffs of clouds. Your hands hung motionless at your sides, and your heart beat slowed, almost stopping all together. What you're about to do, you know its necessary, but you're questioning if you actually can.                "How long are you just gonna stand out there?" You heard Phoenix's voice call from inside the warehouse.                You opened the door in front of you with a loud creek. The inside of the ware

               The room is quiet and dark. Your stuffed (favorite color) dragon is staring at you from the night stand. The more you looked at it the more your chest ached. You sighed deeply and rolled over, turning your back towards it.               "You should've just said no to him." You said softly to yourself.                The alarm clock on the night stand began to scream at you. Telling you to  get out of bed and head to class. After slamming your hand down on it, you rolled off of your bed and got ready for the day.                It had been at lease three weeks since you'd spent the day with Robin. You couldn't stop thinkin