KingdomHearts646

      Footsteps march across the mud late one rainy afternoon. A tall man in torn clothes drag a little girl through the alley way. The little girl soak in mud and blood held onto her old ragged doll as she held onto the man. They ran, stomping onto each puddle breathing heavily. The man, while holding the little girl, nervously look back. Still running. The marching became louder. Whistles were blown. He found another section of the alley. They both ran into it. The man and the little girl spotted an abandoned building. The building was old and fallen apart. They look inside of it. The building appears to be a factory. The two quickly step i

AU ::Group Event:: My theme-> Making out. A/N: ANOTHER ONE COMING LATE HAHAHAHAHAHAHA //shot for her procrastination Also watch out for language  what did you expect? It has Lovino AND me in it -~*~-~*~- I was terrified… Mortified… About to scream bloody murder... In short… I was being a bloody pansy. -"FOR FUCK'S SAKE PATRICIA!" -"CALM YO TUSH PATTY, I MEAN C'MON!" The whines and yells didn't stop me from my slight panic attack. I could FEEL my frustration tears prickling at my eyes, but I managed to keep them contained by biting my tongue. -"Ragazza, you're OVERREACTING!"- Lovino yelled, already fuming by my antic

A/N: if you cannot handle violence, or death of main/loveable characters, DO NOT READ. I'm not putting mature content warnings because I want the cover image to be visible. BUT BE WARNED. There is a LOT of gore in this story. Chapter 1 The amount of traveling required to get to the vacation spot was beginning to bother Ciel. Already, the carriage had taken them far from his mansion to a train station; the train had taken them from the station to yet another carriage driver; that driver had then taken them from the train to a dock. From that dock, Ciel and Sebastian were to take a small boat to a port off the coast of England, where a high-c

Vocaloidster ch.1.rtf Chapter One: "Miku, what kind of grades are these?" Meiko questions, looking at the terrifying excuse for a report card. "Mom, I can definitely explain. My teacher! She hates me!" Miku hassles. Meiko doesn't buy it one bit."Miku, go to your room. No, dessert for you tonight." Meiko sighs. "Mom! There's auditions at the gym tonight for the talent show at my school! Everyone who is cool is gonna be there!" "Well, these grades aren't cool." Meiko shakes her head. "No, way." She throws the report card on the kitchen table. "Mom! How uncool!" Miku whines."How uncool is a 40 in Math, a 64 in Science, and a 51 in