[Stories]

Freedom Fighters: Chapter Two: Malaysia

2012-01-18T08:51:00.000-08:00

The day World War Three started, our country went into a curfew. The Internet was disabled by TM, the private telecommunications company in our country and sole provider for internet connection. It caused a ruckus and chaos in the country, almost a world war in our own country, but the television lines were sill okay, so the Government made a public statement saying, "In this desperate times, I, the Prime Minister of Malaysia, have got news from the West, that World War 3 just broke out, we do not know how, or why, but what we do know is to protect ourselves. I am very sorry for the Internet issue, which caused everyone to be frustrated. This will give us full security as no information from our country can be leaked into other countries and vice versa. I am doing this to protect all of us, although this seem to be a bit drastic, but I pray, you all will be together with me. This is hardships that we are enduring. Our neighbouring country, Singapore has already drawn certain plans to adjust ourselves to this dire situation. We are to join forces with them and unify, in a new army named the Freedom Fighters. We do not fight for anyone, we fight for us. In this I hope we all come as one. It is time to show who we really are, to stand up for ourselves. Thank you, I will be addressing you all tomorrow morning again regarding this matter. Goodnight, and sorry for the inconvenience caused."

That statement left everyone stunned. Nobody expected this to happen. Starting tomorrow, work will be different. The situation will all be different. The next morning, the Prime Minister addressed to the people again, on supporting his statements he said last night and also the possible mobilisation of the National Service training recruits, integrating them into the Military. Posts have been set up nationwide for trainees to apply for position, and for the ones who feel like volunteering to help and contribute to the country.

Obviously, I have to apply for a position, but all they give was crap positions, pilot, navy crew, infantry, submarine division, medics, hospital division, arms division, operatives division, and the one which interest me, the intelligence division. I applied for that. Not that its safe or anything, but one mistake and the whole country's in trouble.

One thing our country was lucky is that we have our own satellite for our own local television. With that, we can send messages on television, telling civilians what to do and how to survive. We taught the civilians and in the meantime multi tasking our armies to get use to the equipments and their respective sections. I was assigned to Intelligent Gathering Section, the IGS, very dangerous job. we communicate through our own local television, making it as a base receiver for all our communications, so with all the Internet gone, we still have communications with our military and civilian as well.

My first assignment was to Indonesia. No ships, or boats allowed, so I had to swim to the other island, but I have trained, for a month, a hardcore training, only seven hours sleep a night, the rest is swim training, for twenty days, and I have five days to gear up and five days rest. I went out, for the last five days of my life with my friends. Some have went into infantry, some into pilot, some into mobile section, some into medic, some still thinking. I hung out with very few. My assignment was highly top secret, I told my friends I would be away for quite awhile for some assignment.

The day came. I swam non stop to Indonesia. After so much training it felt nothing much, pretty cool and calm with it. I arrived on Indonesian shores at February 2nd 2015. My assignment was scout and Intel collection, nothing more. I was only equipped with a Glock 19 pistol, just in case, and four magazines. I took pictures, silently, of the shores, how they mobilized their army, where they guarded, where they deliver and receive new supplies, I just continue to snap snap snap.

It took me three days. I had to cut it short because an enemy spotted me, so I just swam home. When I reached Malaysian shores, boy was I glad to be greeted with green uniforms. I quickly asked for a private transport back to HQ.

Well, cut the slack and chat, that was my first assignment, anyway, this is my fortieth assignment. Operation UWA Intercept. An integrated and secured operation commanded by the UWA in collaboration with FF to bring down the I.R.F. Yes, I am one of the seven stranded in Brazil. Two Marines, two Green Berets, two UWA Intel Officers and me, one Malaysian Intel Officer, Class 7. They were close together, I of course I felt like an outcast. But the war was hell. I've seen Marines been blown to bits, Marines tortured and killed, so many horrifying things. Some even stabbed to death.

I just wish I could be in Malaysia.

*Note:The above story is absolutely fiction and does not involve anyone, dead or alive. The story is 100% copyrighted and should not be reproduced in any form by any means possible. Thank you and enjoy reading.

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Freedom Fighters: Chapter One: World War Three!

2012-01-18T07:55:00.000-08:00

The I.R.F struck with so much brute force that the Marines couldn't handle the strength they carried, in the arms segment that is, they had even more advanced weapons than the Marines had, showering them with heat-seeking mortar rounds, armour piercing rounds, high explosive grenades and flash bangs. Not only that, they even deployed tanks and reconnaissance vehicles to defeat the Marines. The Marines were strategically deployed into teams of tens or hundreds. In just less than twelve hours of battle they were reduced to less than half of their force and left with low ammunition supplies and medics.

After another four hours of gruelling battle, the remaining forces were taken out by snipers, predicted to be mercenaries who used to work either Military or private organizations. They retreated into the dense jungles of Brazil, hoping to avoid detection and escape the brutal death their remaining comrades felt. With so much torture and pain, they ran, not for their country, but for their lives. The enemies are brutal. Even brutal than what you think they are. It was a compilation of devils merged together into one.

They camped and survived in the jungle, hunting anything they could which can be made into dinner. They survived on little water and food, but moved on with the same pace. The didn't back down, just waiting for rescue to get them to safety and back home. The jungle was way better than the war. The jungle do have predators, but mostly are on the ground, so they stayed a top the trees to survive. They were exhausted and tired of running.

Before this, at their base off the shores of Miami, they were confident, with over a battalion of Marines to defeat the enemy at the gates of Venezuela now with just a squad or rifle infantry of seven members. Seven members left, they were all close friends staying in the same barracks and knowing each other for almost seven years. They were small in number, so it was hard to detect them. They waited and waited.

Miami. Dated 24th March 2020. The coast of Miami was turned from a partying beach into a military zone. Across the world there were few places who are D.M.Z.s, like Singapore and its neighbouring country, Malaysia and Hawaii. Now Miami is the secondary base for the U.W.A, the United Western Army which is made up of the American and British Army, together with neighbouring European countries like France, Germany, Denmark, Norway, Sweden and a few more countries. The shores are now erected with guard towers of massive heights and guarded by the SAS and Green Berets. The Marines were just front line soldiers, providing cover for covert operations run by the SAS and Green Berets, who are in charge of the situation.

A few bases had already fallen into the hands of the I.R.F. The base at Australia, New Zealand, India, Canada and some parts of South America, including the enemies base at Venezuela. The amount of Marines , SAS and Green Berets which were killed were off the charts, with civilians killed almost daily, recruiting them into the I.R.F was the reason why the Marines are losing.

The I.R.F, is controlled by not one leader, but a few, as what its acronym serves, the International Rebels Faction, it was mainly the armies of terrorist factions, the Japanese "yakuzas",the Chinese triads and the Russian Mobs or Mafias as they are known. Their unification spread across the Internet globally, with videos and videos of them slowly conquering the world by brute force and violence. This unification post a major threat to the world security and the peace treaty signed long time ago. But it did not include nor state that it applies for the unification of rebel armies across the globe.

At first, the United States Army and Marines tried to bring them down with small scale invasions and lock downs. The recent ambush on an American convoy from the South of Russia sparked World War Three. Video clips of the shootings on American Military trucks were played in many Youtube accounts, where the FBI said it would take months and probably even years to find the original uploader, therefore implying that the search was nullified.

World War 3.

The war every human on earth did not want to know. It was the worst world war in the history of mankind. Untold stories of physical abuse, physical torture, fear, rape, psychological disorders, mental illness, and many more are kept silent by the victims. Most would surrender but little are willing to die. How the I.R.F recruited their soldiers were simple, kill your family, or you. Worst still, kill your loved one, or you. Either one of this two or you can join their army, in which you get paid, but the horror you have to go through their training session.

Nobody was safe any more. Even civilians are threatened daily. With the war raging on, there weren't much places left to run. Countries like Malaysia, Singapore and Hawaii, already locked their perimeter with their own armies to protect their own country and Singapore and Malaysia had a Peace Military Treaty and introduced a new army named Freedom Fighters.

The high technology war escalated so fast that in just the first year, two nuclear disasters, three nuclear explosions and five massive gun battles. The number of soldiers killed in total reached to almost a billion, with the Americans suffering more loses. In the United States, police officers are promoted to private ranks to enter the Army to service the country. The world was in chaos.

The United States did not for see this, nor did anyone. The I.R.F took it coolly and boldly. The battle of Venezuela was the last huge battle. After that battle the Americans suffered a forty percent loss in their army strength and a ten percent loss in the I.R.F. Not to mention communication and Internet, both are dominated by the I.R.F. The world's economy plunged like an aeroplane crashing, from being stable to almost zero economic value, import and exports become scarce and the only main exports were from the I.R.F, mainly transporting their arms and artilleries from one place to another, or one factory to the other.

The war raged on, but slowly the UWA are retreating. They are losing so many men in the field of war. The I.R.F conquered almost sixty percent of the land. That is the start of World War Three.

A girl angry.

2011-12-17T08:37:00.000-08:00

What is it that you fear most? Insects? Animals? Ghosts? Paranormal activities? My fear was, making a girl angry. It would hurt me so much that I would cry. Even if I didn't love her at all, or even had a relationship before, or even, we just met.

In my past relationship, I made my girl angry and sad. I hurt her at times, deeply. For my own selfish reasons. I know, I'm not a perfect man, but I'm trying, if only she would give me a break and not scold me for little and petty things. I used to think that it was all my fault, but now, she's just covering up her lies. That doesn't matter, I don't want to know any more. I'm just done with her. She gave me so much shit, and I also returned it. We went head to head.

We didn't talk, for almost a week, I didn't want to bother as I want to move on with my life as she suggested. I missed her at times, and when I told her, she shushed me up and said that she didn't want to talk to me any more. So I kept quiet, I didn't reply at all. Not a word. I moved on with my life. Talking with other people, hanging out, going for drinking sessions, as in restaurants, not in bars or clubs. Even the word "club" would make my heart stop awhile. That was how much I suffered, no, I don't want any more shit from her. I've had enough of her constant anger and remarks. Enough is enough. I have given her face too much. Its time not to care. I went karaoke sessions with my friends, singing our lungs out, laughing about our voices. It was a good moment.

And F.Y.I, I'm not saying all this to talk shit about you. No, I don't want an argument. Its simple, you said you wanted out of my life, I give you the green light. You don't matter to me any more. And I mean it. There's no point in me doing so, you'll just be using me and covering it all up, giving me the experience of making out with you, no. And yes, this is what I was thinking all the while, no, I don't want to have anything to do with you. Its not that I don't know everything about you, the thing is, you only know this little about me. You do not know, the true self of me. My secrets, no. You don't.

Suddenly, after all this while, I just realised, I have loved you. Now, I try not to care about you. Yes, I try not to. I want to move on. So don't treat me like I'm your tape recorder. When you're all down and sad and lonely you look for me. When you're all cheers and smiles you find someone else. You complain to me about your friends, but complains when I complain a lot. You're no different.

I wish for you to have a healthy and awesome life without me. Because I guess I'm here on earth to make girls like you realise, that life is not that way to live. Life isn't just about clubs, drinking, smoking, studying, partying, gossiping and whatever more you do. If that's life for you, boy I'm sure it sucks. Thank God I'm out of that hell hole I was brought into, at least I know now what it feels like. I won't ever set foot there. I promised myself. Hell I wouldn't even do it for my friend, why you?

Because all this while. I know that I loved you like crazy. But when I always do, you don't feel the same. You know you're right, we're not meant to be together. But I'm glad we tried. Right now, I'm going to find the girl of my dreams, as there are better girls here than there. There, its not a place to study, its just a place of lust, alcohols, tobaccos and games. No, my life won't revolve around it.

And I thank God for it. I wish He would save you one day too, and you will see that only in that place is full of hell. I pray, that you will be saved from there one day, just hang on, for a little while longer. I still care for you. Its just that I don't show it. :)

So guys, here's the information, never make a girl angry or sad. Don't even try to hurt her to test her or anything which might seem fun to us guys, its just for our chat and joke, not to be tested. A girl is precious. Every single one of them. ;) It only takes the special one to realise.

My Baby.

2011-06-28T09:45:00.000-07:00

Whispering "I miss you my baby. I miss you." In my dreams it might all seem real. But I know that in truth, its just a dream. I couldn't do anything to change her mind now. I sigh everyday, but it wouldn't help me, she's thirteen hundred miles away. I have thought of going to where she was, but I do not have the funds. In my dreams, we were kissing and hugging, so lovable and sweet. In my dreams, we were holding hands, nothing on earth mattered but us. In my dreams, we were so in love. And in my dreams, how sadly it is, ends, with a tragic end. Because you see, folks believe that in all good things, there are an end, but I did not believe it, no, I thought we were meant to be together.

Slowly I recollected the memories of us together when we were back home, we would be hanging out the whole day, laughing, making out, having fun, we would laze on the bed until we fall asleep, although, we were tired because of making out, I know it is all confidential, so I won't go into further details. Our memories were so little, but yet it was memorable. I would never forget what we have accomplished together, achieved together. We fought, argued, most of our times together, but when we were happy, the world mattered like next to nothing. We were in love. So in love. But I didn't know, that everything would change one day. You had to go back to your home, your parents wanting you to be back, I would be happy for you.

The date scheduled for you to arrive home was two weeks from today's date. Why was it so fast, I wouldn't know. She didn't know either. Our two weeks passed on, again, memorably. We had fun going out, shopping, movie, having our private moments. We took a lot of pictures. Like a lot of pictures. I believed that it was all just a joke for her to be home. But then, the space flight ticket arrived at my doorstep. I took it with a heavy heart. I didn't want to let her go. I didn't want her to leave home, if she could, or would, just take me along. I wouldn't mind finding a job there. Where she was staying, in a small town, the place is cozy. She showed me her parents, and even told her parents about me. Her parents seemed happy about it. Although they didn't give a go ahead.

The day arrived when she had to board the plane home. She said she would miss me very much, and miss our moments together. I said "Yea, me too my baby. I love you with all my heart." All she did was nod, and i saw tears running down her cheeks. All I could do was hug her and wish her it would all go well. She stepped onto the plane. Before she left, she left a note and a present on my working desk. I watched as the plane left to its destination. I walked out of the airport with a heavy heart, everything was gone. I didn't feel any cheer, any laughs, oh her laugh, its the best laugh you would ever hear. It makes her look so cute. And her smile, her smile just melts my heart away. I was thinking about what we had done in two weeks before she left. It was the best two weeks of our lives as we did not fought, at all.

We promised to chat with each other everyday without fail, and if possible, video calling. I was saving my money for an investment, so I did not took out any money, because then I can visit her every month! As I was driving in my car back to my home, I thought about our intimate moments together, it was ecstatic. I have to admit, she wanted to offer herself to me before she left, but then I said no. She knew it was wrong too, and we were planning our wedding, the very next year. And I also have to admit, as a guy, I wanted her too, but I did not want to engage in anything or what soever. I reached home and quickly went up to my desk and took the note and present she left me. The first thing I did was to read the letter she wrote me.

"Dear Bob,

Our relationship has been the best thing that ever happened to me. Without you, my heart has an empty hole. Without you, there would be a missing puzzle. And if you were to be gone, the hole would never be recovered. I just want you to know how much I love you and cherish you. You are my best treasure. You are my love. Take care and miss me! :)

I love you forever.

I miss you everyday.

Signed;

Elaine. <3 xoxo!

I cried. I just cried. I couldn't take it, losing the girl I really loved. I know, I've done her wrong, I've done my mistakes, but I'm putting them all behind me. It didn't matter now. Because I just lost her. After I calmed down, I opened the present she gave me, it was a photo album of us together, since the day we met, until the day she left. A full three months. All I did after work everyday was sit at home and wait for her to be online. We would chat till the wee hours of the morning and then only we would go to bed.

One week passed. I didn't know this would happen, I didn't. I thought she was back there to help her parents in their business. But then, when we were chatting, she told me something which hurt me till today. Her parents had an arranged marriage for her. It was with a man which would secure her family's wealth for generations. She told me the guy was her friend when she was little, but she didn't have any feelings for him. And now they're getting married. I couldn't take it. I cried while we were video calling. It hurt me so bad I just wanted to die and didn't know of her marriage. We were so close. And her parents just shattered our dreams. I don't mean to blame them, they're securing their children's wealth in the future.

She told me that she would not have any intimate relationship with him no matter they're married, to her, its a business marriage, not a formal marriage. She keep telling me that. But I couldn't take it all, the girl of my dreams, marrying someone else. I dwell too much in that thought that it almost drove me crazy. She tried so many times to tell me, but I just didn't get it. She finally gave up, but she told me something, she would give me a chance. One last chance, just to be with her. I can't help it. I needed the chance at all costs.

She still loves me. Now, I can't do anything. But she said that if I could change myself, and prove to her that she wrong, I might get a chance. This time I won't fail. I want her back, at all costs. I want her to be mine, mine forever. I wish she just would understand my situation, all I want from her is her. I just want her to know what I feel, how I feel about certain feelings I have, what is my current situation, I want her to know, that I'm hurting. Really badly. And I blew my chances. Now its all up to me to change things. I really want her. I'm going to change what I can, as hard as I can. I'm going to change because I love her with all my heart. I love her so so much.

To;

V.E.L. (She knows who she is.)

I LOVE YOU.

*Note:The above story is absolutely fiction and does not involve anyone, dead or alive. The story is 100% copyrighted and should not be reproduced in any form by any means possible. Thank you and enjoy reading.
Regards, the Author + All Rights Reserved.® Copyright© [bwyc©2009] +

Cry.

2011-02-09T03:11:00.001-08:00

I didn't knew it would affect her so much. I didn't knew it would make her this way. I didn't know. Her friends came to me and said she cried all night. And she would cry some of the days when she remembered.

All I remembered I could do was, a little bit strange, but I, not literally, but like a machine automatically, just, well, smiled. The reason was because I was touched. It touched me deeply, really. With the transparent mask covering my nose and mouth, with two white tubes inserted into the top of the mask, I actually smiled. And it made them curious, made them wondered, although they know my love for her, but why in the world would I actually smile? Did you know I like suspense? I like thriller, as in not the music by Michael Jackson, but as in the movies category, thriller. I watched this movie called Black Hawk Down, some of you might watch it, if you guys are a military geek like me, but anyways, it actually made me feel as though I was in the movie. At the end of the movie, I actually knew what a main character said, as quoted, "If they ask me why I'm crazy to do this, they wouldn't know, that in here, the only thing that matters is the man next to you." I loved that movie. It also makes you feel as though you are in the movie, but in the authenticity, you're actually sitting there, watching the movie, sometimes fiction, sometimes non-fiction. It was like I was in it, thrilling the audiences, it honestly would make you feel, great. They looked at me with puzzled faces. The three of them. I did not bother, just smiling like a fool. It was as though I could imagine her actually sitting at home crying, all because of something I did to save her, well, in the nick of time. But hey, saving a life is better than doing nothing. Am I right?

Oh! Did I not mention her physical attraction? Oh man, its amazing. Yeah. But amazing as she is, nobody sees what I see in her, she might be mysterious, but what if she had a bad past? What if, oh man, now the "What if's", What if, as I know, her parents are out for work, she's all alone at home, and seriously, she's got nothing to do, I mean if it was me, you know, as in a third person view thing, but hey, I'm just saying, there might be a chance. Right? You know she's as secretive as ever. You try to hack through all you get is an error message, its how, I mean, metaphorically, she, you know, is. Its nice for someone to be like that, I have never met a girl though, as mysterious as her. It just makes my heart blow. I mean, blow as in the positive way, not the negative way in which, it means explode, no. And no, it does not mean, or made me feel that I have known her for years, it actually sounds pretty lame, or pathetic, as you would say. It ain't like all those classical romance movies where, or was it in the middle ages? Anyhow, where this kind of thing would be popular. Some fashion kind of lexicon. The world ain't that way you know, for those who believe this, classic or industrial romance. She also seems to be naive, I would say. Or maybe she knows, but you know, I don't wanna make judgement.

But again, I made a girl cry, for me. It sucks you know. I thought it was fun to disturb girls last time, when I was in high school. But now, I think yeah, what my father said was true, I have changed, wee. I was hoping that would happen. I don't want to be child-like for too long, in fact, I used to disturb my sisters like everyday, but then one day, I do not know when, it changed. It somehow changes your perception of the world we live in, the people in it, and people like us who would die with it. I used to disturb girls in y high school, but then in college, it all changed. Then I worked for a pretty long time, like two years? And I finally made my mind to, I mean, set my mind, to study. And get a degree. I don't disturb her much I guess. Well, I try not to. My theory of the caring approach. You approach someone, must be someone you love of course, I mean like, couples, not like family love. So you approach someone you love and be very nice to her or him, try and make them laugh, and so on. I don't know why, as I have observed, on a small scale, that guys tend to make girls a little furious, like annoyed-furious, but not at all angry. I've observed and found that out, in most groups of friends. I dare not do that again, if you were to ask me. And why, because I'm applying my personal theory of caring.

Still puzzled at my smile I looked at them, they said nothing and just lingered. Finally I got up by myself, trying to pull the tubes from my left arm off, the tubes on my right arm off, the mask with tubes, the beeping machine on my right rings an alarm. I sighed. The nurse would be here any moment. I thought. And the nurse did came. I ignored them all and walked through the ward. My friend asked me where I was heading, I replied him with a short and simple answer, "To see her." They tried to negotiate me to go back to my warm, and lousy bed, to wait for her to come. It would probably take years then. I told myself. I went out of the ward, still in my surgery clothes, to hail for a cab. The ran after me and again persuaded me to go back in, I told them, "I ain't gonna let the girl I love cry for something that I have done out of my free will. It's not her fault." And I got in the cab, and I directed him to her house.

Three months ago.

"Hey guys! Wanna go the night market?" I asked.

"Sure!" she answered.

"Okay." her friend answered.

"No problem." my friend answered. "Time?"

"Bout eight thirty?" I told him, looking at them.

And the thumbs up. Meaning we're on! Well, it was at eight pm when I arrived at her house, together with our gang, you know, when you're in university life there would be groups and all, the bitchy ones, the geeky ones, the lazy ones, the cool ones, the talkative ones, the know-it-all ones, et cetera. So she came down and we headed off to the night market. As we were walking, there were cars passing by us, as the nigh market was opposite the street. Suddenly, a driver swerved into our direction, I was standing in the middle, she was on my right, her other three friends on my left, and as the car swerved into our direction, I quickly grabbed her, and I did not know where the extra strength come from, but I grabbed her, she stunned, I actually threw her, well literally, threw her back onto the pavement where we came from and all I heard after that was a scream and I felt my legs numb. I passed out, looking at her frightened eyes as I did so. Freaky? Not at all.

The cab reached her house. I went in as the gate isn't locked. I went up to the floor she was staying. I heard cries and knocked on the door. My legs all bandaged up. I heard a sob and then she opened the door. She saw me and was about to close the door when I put my hand in. "

"Not going to invite me in?" I asked her.

She sobbed and shook her head left and right. Again I smiled. I invited myself in and gave her a hug. All she did was, cry.

_______________________________________________________________

You see in this world we live in, its always nice to be nice to other people.

Love will come anyway, its just the matter of when.

Friendship can last long, if you know how to treasure it.

Relationship can last long, if you know how to respect it.

For love is always there,

For love is always forever,

If only we know how to treasure,

Your friends and loved ones.

- Author of Stories.

*Note:The above story is absolutely fiction and does not involve anyone, dead or alive. The story is 100% copyrighted and should not be reproduced in any form by any means possible. Thank you and enjoy reading.

Regards, the Author
+ All Rights Reserved.® Copyright© [bwyc©2009] +

T3T6 part 6: Crash

2011-01-18T03:07:00.000-08:00

We left Cybernetics Research Corporation's armory for a safe house south of our country, it would be estimated to take about seven hours. During the journey we encountered several interference which lead us to another small group of survivors. They were stuck in an apartment with thirty stories high. They were of course, at the highest level, defending themselves with homemade weapons and defenses. There were five of them, three adults, one teenager and one child. So we decided to save them. As the helicopter descended, the child was grabbed by a zombie when he was standing by the place where they defended against the zombies, as the child was taken, an adult quickly tried to grab the child but it was all a failure, the child was bitten. They left the child there as we were screaming to bring him on board as we have the cure. Suddenly his eyes turned dark red, his body shivering, his fingers changing, his mouth muttering, his legs slowly moving, he was a zombie.

"That ain't possible right?" Cindy asked.

"Yeah. The transformation should be a slow process." answered Danial.

"Probably they mutated." I answered them, both.

Everyone looked at me, and the pilot as well. I gave them my puzzled look saying, "What?" Then we took off, we were about another one and a half hours away from the safe house when the helicopter runs out of fuel.

"How is that possible?!" I asked the pilot.

"I don't.....I don't know. We had full tank before we left the armory." he replied me in shock.

"Probably we hovered too long?" the co-pilot answered.

We all stared at him. Could be true. It was a Bell helicopter, isn't made to hover, it is made to fly around blasting enemies up. The hovering took about five percent of the fuel, now the fuel indicator is pointing at empty. We had no choice.

"I'm gonna try and land on a high rise building." the pilot said.

"No!" I replied. "Land us on the ground, the high rise might come crashing down. Its better to land on land as it is secured and would be easy for us to regroup."

"Okay, okay." the pilot said.

The fuel indicator beeped. We were doomed.

"Emergency landing commenced!" the pilot screamed to us at the back. "Brace yourselves for hard landing!"

I held onto Cindy's hand, she looked at me, tears in her eyes. "We're not going to die." I whispered to her. She smiled and closed her eyes. I watched as the helicopter plummet down thirty stories high. Before it reached the fifth storey I screamed with my lungs,"JUMP!"

We jumped. All of us. But as we jumped, the helicopter blade was right on top of Alex. As the helicopter crashed I watched in horror as the blade slammed into him like throwing him onto a concrete wall at more than one hundred miles an hour! I heard cracks on him and his last words were "Uh." Then he did not move an inch. As the helicopter crashed, Jennifer did not jump as she was afraid of heights. We did not know that by the way, and the roof of the helicopter crushed her like she was a sandwich. Two of the survivors we saved also died, one was crushed by the helicopter as he jumped out he slipped and fell beside the helicopter but, as the helicopter fell it went directly on top of him, crushing his upper body, he died on the spot. The other jumped too late, and so as she jumped, the helicopter crashed. Killing her instantly. We were stunned to the casualties that were inflicted on our group. Now there's left Cindy, Danial, Amanda, the two pilots, the two survivors which survived and me. Eight of us, proceeding to the safe house by foot, or by any means necessary, or possible. We of course went on foot, searching for a suitable car or jeep to fit the eight of us on board, probably, an armored truck.

And just as though luck was at our side, we found an armored truck just a few meters away from the crash site. Well, of course we buried the dead, and hope they won't rise again. We hopped into the truck and the pilot took control of the vehicle, while the co-pilot directed and explained to us about the Kevlar armors, the rifles and so on. He put me in the position of second in command as I knew more military crap than the rest. So we got into the truck. The pilot sped off into the direction of the safe house as it was his directive. As we sped off into the afternoon, the weather begun to change. Dark clouds begin to settle down in front of us, as though the evil is at work. Still we continued our journey. And true to the weather it begun to rain, heavily. It was another four hours drive away. We need to refuel the truck as it is running out of gas. We stopped by a gas station around the corner. The pilot pumped fuel as me and the co-pilot guard the area. We were carrying suppressed M4 Carbines. While refueling, the ground shook as though an earthquake was happening. Suddenly out in the front, about ten to twelve cars away we saw a giant zombie. It totally freaked all of us out. The pilot hurried to fuel as me and the co-pilot started to open fire at the monster. It was in broad daylight and we heard, the screams of zombies coming from behind it. We are in hell....

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T3T6 Part 5: Cybernetics Research Corporation Archives

2011-01-18T02:07:00.001-08:00

The Jeep sped off into the evening. We knew, it is time to get some cure and head on to a safe house, south of our country. But we were travelling north for the cure, or serums. We hurried ourselves as the night slowly falls in. It was about a two hour trip to a secured location, we hope we don't run into any trouble on the way, as we've seen mutated zombies in the city we left. It all looked hideous. And some of it smells, like very gross, disgusting smell. We do not know why but strangely these kind of zombies are much more aware of their situation compared to the others. So we tend to move quietly behind them, usually around them to avoid getting detected.

Finally we reached our destination, strangely the road was clear, the trouble is to find the exact location. We moved silently, one cover front, one cover back, one cover middle, while the girls move in the middle. I signaled them to hold, meaning squatting down and remain silent, but aware. I signaled them to hold position, signalling my hand gestures. They hold the position while I checked the perimeter. I moved closer towards the door. the darkness crept me in. It was enough creepy with the zombies around but the location makes it even worse. I approached the door and suddenly out of nowhere I heard a command, "Who's there?! Friend or foe?"

"FRIEND!" I screamed back, as fast as I could. Because you wouldn't know that if a fraction of a second they would fire on you.

"Company?"

"Squad." I replied.

"Battalion?"

"None." I answered.

"Guild?"

"Yes." I answered.

"Hold your fire. Opening doors, bring your squad in soldier."

"Roger mate, thanks."

I signaled my friends to join me as soon as possible. They quickly rushed to my side. Then the doors opened. I saw military personnel standing guard readying to fire. Once they saw us they went on ease. The door shut quickly.

"Welcome. I'm General Shep, Commanding orders from the

Government. What do you guys need here?"

"Finally some humans." muttered Cindy.

"We're here for the cure, a serum."

"Cure? Serum?" the General replied me puzzled. "What serum?"

"The cure to the T3T6 virus outbreak." I replied.

"Never heard of it here." he replied me.

"We read it, it was a classified file. And by the way, Government has abandoned their post. The place is empty, wrecked with blood stains and bullet holes and shells." I explained to him.

"Get me Corporal Jen." the General said to his assistant.

"Roger, sir." the assistant replied gesturing his hand to salute.

"Quickly." he replied short. "Now. Did it state where the serums were?" he continued.

"No sir, we have to find it."

He took out his walkie-talkie and said, "Attention all off duty soldiers, get your gear and prepare for Operation Search in t-minus five."

Instantly we heard the so called 'base' getting alive and noisy. Soldiers were getting their gears, equipping themselves with rifles and ammunition. In less than five minutes they were ready. The General then made an announcement and asked the soldiers to search for doors which are locked, sealed, on the floor, hidden, anything that may be a potential to store the serums.

"How long were you all here?" I asked the General.

"About two months before the accident." he replied. "We were supposed to guard the ammunition and weapons stored in the floors of this base." he continued after a pause.

"Whoa, in the meantime you guys are defending the serums too." I said. " Didn't they inform you about the serums?"

"Nope." came his reply. "I have three choppers and one Chinook, you guys want to follow us after we get everything here?"

"We need to get to south as we heard there is a safe house there, the entire island is a safe house, or so we heard." I explained to him.

"GOT IT SIR!" came a voice from the walkie-talkie, "Sect C, Room 111."

We rushed to the location and found a door sealed from the outside. There were CCTV cameras monitoring the door.

"Private, blast this door." the General gave his order.

"Roger sir."

"BOOM"

Inside was what the classified file wrote, there were huge crates written T3T6 Cure/Serum (i093;ca022).

"Sir, you called me?" came the Corporal.

"Yes Corporal. Did you intercept any messages from Base?"

"Negative sir."

"Okay son, now get troops here and move this crates to the choppers. We're out of here." the General said to the Corporal, giving him orders.

They loaded the helicopters with as many crates as they could. Then he commanded a squad, known as "The Expendables." The squad was a man of seven, with a Squad leader and an assistant for second in command. They were told to defend the crates until help arrives, within a twelve hour period.

We gathered on a helicopter meant for us, together with two pilots. They were supposed to drop us at the entrance of the safe house all the way at the south of our current location. We hopped into the chopper and that was where we all lift off for south. I was given an M4A1 Carbine with custom Holographic scope, all the guys. The girls were given sub machine guns.

The time it would take to arrive at the safe house was seven hours.

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T3T6 Part 4: Cure

2010-10-20T23:05:00.000-07:00

While I was reading the contents, Cindy, Alex, Danial, Amanda and Jennifer were behind me, reading as I went along. They all stunned, too.

"What's Operation Douse?" Jennifer asked.

"I don't know." replied Danial, looking at her.

"Ops Douse." I said. "Ops Douse." I repeated. "Wait." I flipped the next page, thinking of a link between the pages.

"Viral Contamination Cure.

Subject: T3T6*2 (i093;ca022)

Bio-class: Enhancement Cure.

Abilities: Temporary Cure for T3T6.

Effect: Lasts for fifteen(15) hours before losing its effect.

Text One: T3T6 cure. Not entirely proven. Lab rats showed signs of improvement within 5 hours of injection, further than 5hours is not recommended to cure. Best solution, 2 hours within infection, use the cure and it would work at a rate of 90%. After 5hours, lab rats chances are reduced by 50%(might be same for humans). Cure is mass produced and kept in CRC Storage Facility.

Text Two: There are side effects to cure. Pro-longed sickness, nausea, headache, hallucination. Effects of temporary memory loss, weak muscles, low white blood cell count. Subject to health of victim. In an age old victim, the side effects might be more, in an adult, average, teenagers and youths, moderate, kids, low.

Current Statistic: 123

Targeted Statistic: 200

Healed Statistic: 50

Targeted Healed Statistic: 150

End of Data.

C.R.C. Archives 2011 Dated 25/05/11 Set Complete. Etc forwarded. Received/Send.Auto/www.crcarchives.com/archives/username#00001/password########/

"There's a cure?!" Cindy exclaimed.

We all kept quiet and I flipped to the next page.

"Operation Douse.

Operations Manager: Kirk, Junior.

Operations Correspondent: Flip, James.

Operations Commander: Sander, Philip; Lieutenant.

Operations Chief: Gabriel, Jonathan; Major.

Operations Captains: D.Mans, James.

: Rogers, Colt.

: Chen, Graham.

: Jonas, Manny.

: Leggins, Samuel.

Text One: Battalion 139 of the U.S Army Corps is to serve as the Operations Army. In a case of Accidental Infection, Operation Douse is to be commenced at an instance. The Operations Army is to at its most effective until and if only an Accidental Infection occurs.

Text Two: Operation Douse. The mobilization of Battalion 139 to battle the Infections will full force. Teams of Squads will be organized and send throughout the respected region. In any case of the failed attempt to contain the Infection, Operation Douse will be in full force, where teams are sent out across the region, multiple teams, to eliminate its source.

End of Text.

Signed;

Operations Manager;

Kirk, Junior."

"Whoa." we all said almost together.

"This is some shit." Alex said.

"Yeah." I replied him. "Seems like the location of the Cure ain't that far." I continued after a pause. "Anyone up for it?" I said, looking at them.

"Whatever which keeps us humans!" Cindy replied.

"Guys?" I said, asking the rest of us.

"We're all that's left of our family." Jennifer said in sobs.

"Yeah. We have to stick together no matter what." Amanda said, backing Jennifer up, while consoling her.

"I'm in." Danial said.

"Right!" I exclaimed with enthusiasm. "Its pretty far away. Guess we need a ride?" I told them, looking at the Jeep outside.

We all grinned and hopped into the Jeep.

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T3T6 Part 3: Virus

2010-09-27T09:52:00.001-07:00

Well, we need to go to the airport. We need to know what the government is doing in this situation. So we decided to change our course, and instead of going to the airport, we went to the Government's Offices. From the mall we headed to the Government's Offices, all the way north. Well, it would be easy as we were travelling on the high way, but not so easy when there are zombies on the highway! We drove till we reached the highway, of course with a bunch of zombies behind us. What we did was throw any items we see towards them to even slower them down. We wanted to take a car, but it wasn't worth it as cars make engine sound and well, the road is packed with accidents. We walked all the way, and rested awhile. We aimed to reach the Government Main Office by nightfall. We are doomed if nightfall comes and we are still walking, zombies are more alert when at night because of unknown reasons.

Well. The time was six thirty when we finally reached the Government's Main Office. It looked haunted and smelled of decayed bodies and blood, don't know how they can stand the smell. We went in the office and nobody was there. It was dead empty. We looked for important offices with high ranking names on it, well, we tried. Scouting into a room I noticed a stack of papers. It read; "Fully Top Secret." With a red stamp in capital letters of "EYES ONLY". Then below it wrote; "URGENT." The title it had was really eye catching, "R.U.N: Rapid Unification of NEST"

Right below it; "New Established Security Troopers, N.E.S.T."

I flipped open the first page. It read the index of the "top secret" program. I flipped again and it read; "Urgent news. Forwarded: Japan Embassy; Forwarded: United Nations; Forwarded: United States of America, with respect of the President." I read the contents below it.

"With respect of a shortage in time, we have already created more than one hundred humongous Life Support Ships, LiSS. Each can hold up to five hundred thousand civilians. With the recent outbreak of a harmful Virus known as T3T6. It is developed by a bio-engineering company named Cybernetics Research Corporation or CRC. Cybernetics Research Corporation is the leader in bio-enhanced technology. It has a few branches in the United States, Europe and Asia. The corporation recently has discovered a way to enhance the strength of canine's to help in drug trafficking and rescue operations. But due to some complications in the DNA sequence, it made the canine's more aggressive and respond more fierce to drug related cases. With respect from your President, the production of the serum of T3T6 was for the better of the humankind. There was an inside job which sold the serums to a terrorist organization, unknown to the FBI and CIA currently. The data of the serum, T3T6 is as below."

"Serum Name: T3T6.

Bio-class: Enhancer/Explosive.

Abilities: Drug Tracking, Rescue Operation.

DNA: Classified.

Explosive Type: Classified.

Comments: T3T6 was formulated in a close up laboratory in Canada. In a week the serum has taken control of its host. And within a month it strikes randomly at anyone or any being which looks at its eye. Research has been terminated. But the production was mass produced, of about one thousand gallons or more. It is stored in a secured location, heavily guarded by soldiers. About four hundred gallons had been reported stolen in the consecutive months and in all the months, security cameras failed to record the crime scene.

Condition: Creates a subconscious state to canines with an effect of 10%.

Aggressiveness of canine depends on its immunity level, higher white blood cells triggers a higher state of aggressiveness.

Creates a subconscious state to humans with an effect of 45%.

Aggressiveness of human increases depending on unknown levels of status. Triggers a higher state, approximately 70%(actual is 69.65%).

Subconscious effect on human increases seven fold, 70%, thus making a human into a zombie.

Explosiveness of the serum depends on the concentration of nitrogen. The higher amount of nitrogen triggers a higher level of explosion. This is a new formula.

WARNING: DO NOT INHALE OR IN ANY WAY COME IN CONTACT WITH T3T6 SERUM. IT IS HIGHLY DANGEROUS AND ACCIDENTAL RESULTS HAVE BEEN MEASURED AND TAKEN. IF NOT TREATED MAY RESULT IN DEATH.

Suspected T3T6 Usage.

A bomb explosion in United Kingdom sparked an outrage of effects known to cause by T3T6. The location of London has been locked down since and civilians are required to wear gas masks.

Another bomb went off in United States of America, somewhere in the city of New York. The city is also closed down and all flights to New York and out of New York has been canceled.

A bomb in China went off in their major city. The city is also closed down and required steps have been taken.

Steps taken if there a Suspected T3T6 Usage.

1. Close down or lock down the entire area, an area of 10*10 stadiums wide and length.

2. Mass selling of Gas Masks, as it is proven to repel T3T6.

3. Report to the FBI and CIA in United States of America, we will forward the message to CRC.

4. Contamination alert to be increased to level 5, highest level.

5. All those who are infected with T3T6 will not have a chance to recover. Preferred way is to kill.

6. Maintain lock down until CRC Personnels arrive for decontamination.

7. Location is terminated at all costs.

Signed;

President of United States,

CEO Cybernetics Research Corporation."

I stunned after reading the first page. I flipped to the next page.

"Viral Contamination Alert.

Subject: Virus T3T6

Head Text: WARNING, READ THIS SECTION CAREFULLY.

Text One: It has been confirmed that almost six hundred gallons of T3T6(liquid condition) has been stolen from the Laboratory. Liquid condition of T3T6 poses a danger with a condition given that it could explode, without warning. In gas form, the T3T6 is at its most dangerous level. In gas form it can trigger deaths, a new form of rabies and eventually turn human into zombies(This is not fake. Proven in Cybernetics Research Facility).

Text Two: Cybernetics 3220(R&D) declared T3T6 a non-human serum, with devastating effects, it is written in its official report and sent to the White House. 3220 also claimed that T3T6 should not have been developed for its human-zombie feature. In the long run with lab rats proved that it could make a normal human turn into an aggressive mode, triggered by unknown status as it(T3T6) is not tested with humans.

Text Three(Highly Classified): Cybernetics Human Research Facility, a top secret lab has done some testing and showed that T3T6 is a highly dangerous and in top priority of soldiers to contain it at all costs. CHRF has been disbanded recently.

Text Four(Highly Classified): 5518 Research Lab, a laboratory where the T3T6 serum is developed has been closed down due to a liquid known as 093. Liquid 093 is a mixture of kardovinol(specifications is classified) and a mix of a German Shepard DNA. It is believed that the development of T3T6 is from Liquid 093, with a little enhancement from the DNA of another dog species."

I am speechless. I flipped the next page.

"N.E.S.T Establishment.

New Established Security Troopers.

Head Text: N.E.S.T Mobilization.

Text One: With the above head text, the mobilization of NEST soldiers is in full force. NEST soldiers will now assist the Army by all means possible for them to assist.

Signed;

Unites States President;

CEO Cybernetics Research Corporation.

Operation Douse Approved."

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T3T6 Part 2: Survival

2010-09-21T23:49:00.000-07:00

"WHAT?!" screamed Danial.

"We could get out, but I think it'll attract them here." I told them.

"Use your Ipod technique!" Cindy squealed.

"Its gonna waste one more, I have actually seven left. It might come in handy if we were outside." I explained to her.

"I know! We use the TV there to distract them!" Danial raised his voice in excitement.

"Nice idea!" I said, "Here's the plan, you guys prepare to destroy the glass door when I switch on the TV. It must be in sync so that it won't attract the others!" I continued without pausing or taking a breath.

"Okay!" They all said together.

We just almost got stuck at the mall if it weren't for Danial's idea. We managed to get out, with a bunch of flesh eating zombies at the touch of our legs! We ran and ran till we reached a park. The time, sixteen hundred hours. The clouds were still dark when we were outside. The park seemed empty. It was at a housing area and most houses were abandoned, well, so called abandoned as the owners probably have turned into chomping zombies. We scouted the houses, finding for resources like food, water and weapons. Well, I found my new backpack, and boy is it huge! I fitted all my weapons in it, still, not trusting anyone else with my gun, well, they didn't ask anyway. Anyway. So we entered a house, the gate was open wide so we went in. It seemed empty, I went in first, because I was having a gun. I whipped out the MP5 for in case of five or more zombies. I really don't know how the zombies are, but with physical observation, I think they are immune to pain, just basic motor skills. Well, not like some zombie movie which the zombies can run. That doesn't make much sense to me. So. We were in the house which seemed fine to us. My next step was survival, since I can't return home, I need to stay alive with whoever's left.

We so called camped at the house. Nothing much happened, just a few stray zombies, all taken down by smack and more smacks! Usually we'll drag them out, to avoid the stench. Yeah, they give awful stenches. But lucky us, no mutants so far. Well, we rested for the night.

"Okay. I'm gonna make our meeting official now. I'm Benjamin. I stay pretty far away, not that its important now, but I know what to do when zombies strike, as of all of you. But I can assist and help you guys if we're lost or in a horde. Nice to meet all of you." I started a conversation. "Cindy, why not your turn?" I continued.

"Oh, okay. My name is Cindy Lee. I work at the mall and I was hiding in the ladies' before I took the courage to run out and bummed into Benjamin. I actually have no idea about zombies and all, but I know a bit of medical stuff. I was part of the Red Crescent Society. And, I'm twenty five. Still single." she said with a smile on her face.

"Yeah." I said. "Okay, Alex?"

"Yeah, my name is Alex Yoko, I'm a Japanese and I currently work here for almost five years already. I own a restaurant nearby the mall. And my girlfriend, Reika Sachiko, she works with me. We were gonna get married end of this year. But she eventually became one of them." Alex said with tears.

"Chill man. Its okay, she might be gone but keep her in your mind always." I told him. "Okay, Danial?"

"My name is Danial Rafael, I'm twenty years old and I went to the mall for a shopping spree with Amanda and Jennifer, we are in the same college. I know some basic zombie survival guide, I also know a lot about cars." Danial gave his speech.

"Cool." I replied him. "Amanda?"

"My name is Amanda Ling. I study at the same college as Danial, we are in the same course, I'm twenty too, and I know a little about zombies. I'd know much about materials though. I love fashion!" Amanda said with a gleeful voice.

"Good. That should help us later in creating armors for defense, okay, Jennifer?"

"I'm Jennifer Ting, my best friend is Amanda and we're in the same college, different course. I'm currently studying Culinary Arts, so probably I could help you guys out with that." Jennifer said with a smile on her face.

"Okay, since we know each other already. Our next step, is to keep alive. And to keep alive is requiring a weapon. And I definitely love guns, especially. But I'm gonna entrust it to you guys. Please use it wisely, don't go firing away because bullets are hard to come by. Anyway. I came up with a simple plan. Number one, we all stick together. I'm going to teach you all how to use a gun. Next, we're going to need communication, we have to keep talking or one day we'll forget English. Next, we have to keep moving. Keep moving means do not carry so many unnecessary items, for girls, lipsticks, gloss, and everything, try to keep a minimum, guys, no hobbies with other stuffs like magazines. After that is backpacks. Everyone needs a backpack, with more capacity is good, we can help each other if needed. And there are a few rules to zombie survival. Number one, most important, don't make so much noise. Number two, keep your hands clear at all times, it makes you easier to react to surprise situations. Number three, keep your head clear of thoughts which are irrelevant, keep a cautious mind of your surrounding. Number four, especially to girls, don't scream unless necessary, no offence but scream only when they grab you. Number five, listen to each other at all times. We're gonna need some walkie-talkies to communicate." I explained to them all in one breath. "Okay, so number one, I'm gonna teach you guys how to handle weapons. It might look easy, and it is easy, but if you're not careful, you can shoot other people, so watch it." I said with a pause. "Any questions so far?"

They all shook their heads. So I continued to explain to them about weapons. How to handle them, lock, unlock, aim, reload, what is a magazine, what type of bullets to use. "Remember that you have to aim for their heads. You shoot their heads, they die instantly. If possible we're gonna need bow and arrows as we can make them easily."

They all nodded. But oh well. We were in for an awesome journey. We walked to numerous places, scavenging for food and water. Eventually we stopped by a construction site with a temporary car to shield the car. We took pieces of plywood and joined them to use them as protectors in case of any attack. Each of us carried backpacks which were about 40kilograms heavy. We could carry tents, gears and necessary items. We also equipped ourselves with homemade defense items, like the wooden chest blocker, as we call it, its basically a modified T-Shirt fitted with a piece of plywood to provide minimum protection. I was scouting for Kevlar Armor. Well, we packed as many canned food as we can. Our next step was to find the cause of all this. So we needed to travel overseas. But, we first have to go the airport.

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T3T6 Part 1: Infection!! :(

2010-09-08T23:03:00.000-07:00

Thirteen hundred hours. What a nice dark clouded weather. I was thinking to go out for a walk or something. Hey, its 1pm and there's no sun. Happens kinda frequently during my time now.. Anyways. So I have decided.

I took my wallet, keys and randomly brought along my bike, instead for a walk i went for a ride. I cycled past the highway.

"Strange." I said to myself. There were no sound of cars at all. This morning I woke up it seemed fine. Suddenly the tides have turned. I cycled out into the highway and what I saw was just pure horrific. I saw cars all over the place, fires, thick black smoke, smoke, but strangely again, no humans. This is where it all went wrong..

I cycled to the bridge connecting the highways together and saw that the entire area has been affected, I don't know what, probably an EMP attack by terrorists or something. But its impossible because Electromagnetic Pulse only deactivates electronic items, and i find that my phone was still working. This could be a new pandemic. Or maybe a new virus has erupted from within the HIV, AIDS, and all other diseases. There's also another theory, well for me, that it might be that aliens are about to take on our world. But either way, I was gonna check this one out. My first thought was to arm myself with any kind of weapons, any kind, be it a stick, a car, a lorry, knife, anything, as long as I can defend myself from harm. I cycled to the nearest police station, while I'm doing so, here are some theories I have came out with, number one, it might be a serious virus that we do not know off which infected everyone world wide, why?, its because that this virus can come from anywhere and our world is connected via networks, which means that diseases can spread pretty fast given the circumstances. Number two is aliens invade! How I got the theory, I'm a UFO fan myself, watching some unexplained UFO theories about underground alien bases, hidden letters and secrets of the US Government to its people. And all the word of mouth spread of rumors.

Still, theories are theories. I was on my way to the police station when I saw a few people walking aimlessly. Then I suspected something I was thinking all along, zombies! Well, armed with a bike, what could I do right? I looked for any items which could be made into a weapon, and I saw them still the way they were. I found a pretty big branch. Not sure where it came from but oh well! I grabbed it, paddled as fast as I can and WHAM! I smacked the guys head really hard. All I felt was watery liquid on my right hand, oh yuck blood.. Well. After smacking the poor dude, I reached the police station! To my surprise it was all empty, as usual from a horror scene, blood everywhere, no bodies, nothing.. Anyway. So I went in to the station, walking back and forth looking for the darn armory. Well, I found the armory, but with oh-my-gawd-lousy-revolvers. Well, it's still a weapon ain't it? Th weather was still pretty dark when I was out of the station with like what, seven revolvers and fifty bullets. That would not do it. I'm a weapons fanatic, so I'd expect more like a Glock handgun or something. But anyhow, I went off. Not so far from it I saw a patrol car, I went near it to see if I could get my hands on an H&K MP5, as the cops here usually carry, without the magazine. Well, I found one though, but the cop was a zombie. Oh man. Poor guy, I had to shoot his head. And that attracted a few nearby zombies. I quickly grab his MP5 and three magazines. Oh damn it again, so little ammunition won't get me to live for even a week.

He had a Glock handgun too! What joy! But two magazine clips. Damn this guy. Anyway. So I went on, walking around, scouting for food and extra supplies.. So far no survivors, this probably happened pretty quickly and nobody noticed it. Oh well. Thank me for waking up at twelve in the afternoon! And since the world is now in chaos, everything belong to nobody right? So according to my rightful judgement, I am not stealing, I told myself while getting hold of an Ipod, well, sorry I lied, actually all of the Ipod in the store. But anyway, it was for safety purposes, since the zombies are attracted to sound, it could prove useful. Then I went to grab my bike and went to a bicycle shop which I found pretty interesting, as I can't drive, it would pose a threat to me, and by the armaments I'm holding, no way I can survive if one thousand of them came charging at me. So I cycled, the environmentally free way, if it still is useful.. And so looking at the place, it was just pure mess. Small fires around, accidents, bloods, no victims. I reached the bicycle shop. And whoa, I found so many cool bikes. I just tested it, screw anyone who wanna stop me. I just took the bike and rode off, somewhat like a Rambo, with guns on my back and two revolvers at my side. But then, after some fun I had, I realized, oh shit! I need to fortify my house to stay alive! But oh well, I can stay at so many houses now since its all not occupied. I felt pretty bored and I thought of looking for different guns to use, and anyway, I need a back pack to fit my gadgets and equipments. Its pretty cool though, like going on a hardcore camping. Since I was near a mall, I went to the mall to look for the perfect backpack.

The mall was like oh-my-shit. Full of those zombies. I had no choice, as long as I don't make any noise or sound, I'm safe. So I stepped pretty quietly, and out of frustration, I went to a wide open location and played the Ipod and ran for my life!! Well, they bought it though, I saw them all converging on the Ipod, oh poor 700bucks Ipod. I looked around the mall, suddenly I felt memories in my mind of what happened between me and my friends at the particular mall. But being emotional can get you killed. Hey, I was tired, so I took a seat to cool down, I drank some water and relaxed, not sleeping, just sitting and looking at the poor senseless zombies. After a few minutes I regained my strength, so I continued my journey of finding the perfect backpack. As I was in the mall, I heard a lady screamed. Oh!

That was where my adrenaline kicked in. I took another Ipod from my current lousy bag, I switched on the music to its loudest and slide it the opposite side of the poor lady. Again, they went that way. I quickly grabbed my MP5, shot the nearest zombie in the head and jumped in on the rest. She was save all right. At least with bruises.

"Hey, what's your name?" I asked her.

"Cindy." She replied.

"Oh. Nice to meet you. I'm Benjamin. May I know your surname?" I asked again.

"Lee." She replied. "And thanks for saving me. I almost died, oh my god."

"Oh nothing biggie. Just saving the last bit of mankind." I replied with a sinister smile.

She smiled back and we walked on. "Are you alone?" I asked.

"Yeah. My friends were at the office, its my friends birthday today. What a sad and horrifying day."

"Yeah." I replied not looking at her. "Hey, there's one more man there!" I pointed.

The man was alone, he was sitting down and was sighing about something, probably mumbling. I approached him slowly.

"Hey." I said to him.

He looked up slowly, "Hey. Leave me here. I want to die."

"Are you crazy? You wanna eat other humans and be a cannibal??" I said to him, in a whispering mode.

"Yeah. I killed her. I can't believe it. I killed her. Her last words were I love you forever Sam." he said and sighed. "Oh. Damn. I shouldn't have brought her out as I've sensed something bad.." he continued.

"Come on man, we gotta go. At least she told you something before she died. She's not bad looking either. Your survival is something you should hold on to while you are alive. Keep her alive in you man." I told him.

"Since when you became a man?" he asked me.

I stunned.

Finally he agreed. Well, the three of us went around, looking for other survivors, if there is any. So we walked around, never trusting anyone of them with a weapon so fast. I don't wanna die too early too.! Then suddenly we heard sounds that a few people are in trouble, I heard items dropping, footsteps, panting and voices. We ran the way of the noise, which brought us directly to another three survivors. One man, two women. Immediately I took out another Ipod and threw it far away, they followed it. The three of them were panting hard, probably from endless running. I waved at them. They quickly came by to us.

"Hey, I need to know your names, fast." I told them, acting as leader.

"Danial."

"Amanda."

"Jennifer."

"Okay, I'm Ben, Cindy and this is..?" I said, pausing for the man to answer.

"Alex."

"Okay. Now we've unofficially met, so let's get the hell out of here!"

We ran to the door, the main exit door. Then I stopped.

"There's no way out." I told them.

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Update on Current Stories.

2010-04-09T03:18:00.000-07:00

Okay. Hello readers. Sorry I haven't been updating. Was busy with work and some online games. :P Anyway. I'm about to re-write a story with the title Broken-ed. The story will be renamed to Dwight Douglas. Thank you for your time and consideration. :D Hope you guys enjoy this story! :)

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Earth 2020 - Part 1: Centurion-Vorge.

2009-12-28T05:49:00.000-08:00

Staring at the red desert I felt a feeling of regret. "I shouldn't have left her back on Earth. But. Do I have a choice?" I remembered the last words she said to me before I got onto the Terracruiser, "Do not forget me alright? I'll be waiting for your holograms. Love you." And all I did was nod and looking back one more time I walked into the giant arch which stood about twenty feet high. During that time I felt rather excited and interested. Those who were abroad were actually going on a mission, commonly known as colonizing. In our terms, its called terraforming. I was a terraformer manager. What I did was instruct people, workers, or to say terrafarmers, to do the dirty job of installing, maintaining and constructing. A Terracruiser stands about five thousand feet in height, hundreds of thousands of feet in length and its longest width was seven thousand feet long. The overall weight of the monster was so massive it needed eight nuclear engines, and a backup of sixteen hundred jet engines just to power it up to the skies, the rest of the job, lies in seven thousand one feet in diameter tubes called fart holes, placed exactly twenty feet away from the first till fourth engines to avoid unnecessary explosion. The journey will take about two years and in that time it would automatically dock onto the planet by itself, and launching all its necessary equipments and tools to commence our operation. There were technical engineers, engineers, workers, chefs, pilots, waiters and waitresses, terrafarmers, terraengineers, construction workers and all sorts of jobs would be fitted into one massive ship. Earth had seven of that massive ships. I was placed on Centurion-Vorge. Inside these massive ships was equipments, tools, trucks of all sizes, giant bulldozers, giant land scraping trucks, more tools and equipments, a lot of small construction ships known as Mosquitoes- all they do is fly around and carry all sorts of scaff-folding to locations almost fifty miles away without refuelling, they are powered by hydrogen and nitrogen, although both are highly flammable, there are reported as many as three cases per year, which means that the current manufacturer of the Mosquito was doing their job perfectly, and we have all sorts of materials needed to make a planet habitable. Of course, giant and famous companies would pay you, because in the long run, they would also benefit, in fact, they would benefit more than we do, because once a small portion of a planet is habitable, the lands get sold almost instantly and with a higher price, much, much more higher price to customers. The first planet which Mankind colonized was Mars. With a technology called OxyTrap, it is like a dome shaped transparent material which traps oxygen inside it, while the atmosphere outside is much more higher than us, which of course, the docks have special chambers for people to balance with the atmosphere outside and vice-versa when they reach inside, this is to avoid death. In a highly different atmosphere, we humans need time to take control of the environment, unlike machines, they do not feel anything, even a dog would need to go the chambers which were named Atmosber. The Oxytrap covers hundreds of thousands of hectar's wide, and what we all need to do is just add oxygen, add water, add life, and there goes the new neighborhood of Mars 47, the number signifies the year we started living there. Also remember, its in the twenty first century, not twentieth. I also remembered what my superior officer told me, he said, "Son, I'm telling you, if you were to follow me in this terra mission, by the end of it you will be getting a lot more than you expect when you return home. And if you do not, feel free to stay back on earth while people who fly in space gets four folds your pay and you only get two folds in four years. Trust me son, when you get back to earth you will be a millionaire like everyone of the officers packing into the ship in five days. Don't leave her. But you can't bring her along, unless she is your wife." and paused. "And if only you have at least one child, then only they are allowed, babies don't count son. Make your right choice."

He was absolutely right, give example my mate, Henry Sakes. He went on a terracruiser for fifteen years straight, he came home a billionaire. All his life after that was just party, party and more party, he could organize parties almost once every week. In short his life was secured, done. And in the future, all his money was enough to give his kids leisure time till they are at the age of 30. That is something every parent wanted. Well. Now I'm staring at this red deserted planet. Four hundred ninety seven million light years away from home. Was no easy job. I'll be back at the age of twenty five. That's the time I would marry her! Can't delay it man. I'm twenty right now. But you see, we did not expect what would happen at Planet Orion till we got there. Planet Orion is in the galaxy of Andromeda. Milky Way's closest neighbor. In that journey, we received several strange waves coming from the galaxy. We thought, aliens. Ever since the first flight into space, there has been more than two hundred thousand cases which involves alien sighting. It was common. It became common. Over the years, for more than half a century, humans came to have known of aliens. Sightings started in the nineteen hundreds, and drags its way to the twentieth century and on to the twenty first century. Alien's aren't just science fiction. They are real. Several alien ships have crash landed over the years, thus, making use of their technology, humans made their own spaceships. It isn't much of a conspiracy. In fact, it is the fact. Space is vast, everyone know's that. We learn in our science text books, astronomers found that some planet may be habitable, but we are yet to find it. Since the uprise of a company which was called Entertaiment Industries Corporation, it branched out into other companies namely, Belling Corporation, was established in 2012, Entertaiment Industries Securities Corporation, established in 2013 and the technological and innovation company named Steel & Fibre Industries Corporation (SNF).

SNF was the first ever company to produce spacecrafts, capable of carrying small quantities of scientists, engineers, medics and equipments. The spacecraft was named Beetle, due to its small size, and excellent engine efficiency, and a small compartment to accomodate scientists. The craft was sold to NASA with a nett value of US$ 10,547,890.40. It was the most expensive spacecraft, other than the usual crafts NASA had. The specifications of the ship fitted perfectly with NASA's specifications and due to that, they (NASA) ordered three more ships. The ship was so useful that in the years to come, SNF upgraded the ship to make it a passenger craft. The first ever company to purchase the passenger craft, known as the Butterfly, due to its two front wings which was relatively bigger than the two back wings, which also contributed to the change in wind directions if let's say there is a tornado, is Boeing. The Butterfly could accomodate more than two hundred passengers, seven flight attendants and three pilots. The new destination was set to Moon, at first, for a few months, but before that, Boeing company had a construstion work going on on Moon. It was a sight-seeing destination. The price to go there was expensive, about a few thousand dollars per pax, and that is above ten thousand dollars. The giant corporation which manufactured the Terracruisers were known as the Zhumann Corporation. Zhumann was a stand alone corporation. They manufacture, test and sell their technologies to various companies around the globe. Zhumann made their first terracruiser in the year 2015. It was launched five years later, 2020. After its successful launch, a new company emerged from the NASA, the Terran Command. Terran Command was a facility to train civillians with the desire to venture out to space to do dirty jobs. Terran Command was an institute. It was launched by NASA in 2021. Since its launch, there were as many as two thousand student who signed up for different kinds of courses. I signed up for terraforming. After I did my terraforming diploma, I worked for a year with my superior officer, Sir Veko Lee. He is a Chinese. He was a science astronaut. After helping out with NASA, they recommended him to open a course to teach other students. I was one of the few hundreds who signed up and got a Masters in Terraforming. It was awesome, it took me five years to do Diploma, Degree and Masters. I completed the course when I was 26. After that he assigned me to Centurion-Vorge. It was the oldest terracruiser, the first terracruiser manufactured by Zhumann Corporation. It was rumored to be in service until 2050. My friend I met from the course, Jake Richardson, was on the Mars-Unity. He was there until god knows when. We were both almost senior. I was on board for about five years. I was 27 when I got my first child, Cathy Ellis Jeanne Donson. My wife, Amelia Jeanne Lung was one year younger than me, and she was working on earth, with the NASA institute where they recruit new students to join Terran Command.

Now I am married to her. We were married for almost fifteen years now. I'm forty five. Soon I will be a retiree, at the age of 50. I have two kids then. Cathy was the eldest, then is Penelope Jane Jeanne Donson. Now I am on a planet a few billion light years away from home. We have had alien contact in the last few months. Our construstion was almost complete and we were gonna leave that place, after the Space Marines lands on the planet to provide support while the legal firms back on earth sells the properties on this land. Usually a construction that big would cost billions and billions of dollars in profit. A company from Entertaiment Industries manufactured cars, which served as a transport was space travel, a revolutionary achievement during our time. Entertaiment Industries was launched by a man named Benjamin Jokins. He was the co-founder, while I was the one who gave his company a name. Every year he would pay me a loyalty fund of US$ 50,000.00 or in space currency, P100,000. P stands for Promedium. Promedium was the out-of-the-world currency. Without space currency, earth's ecnomy would tumble or brought to its highest where everything would fetch a higher price, in that time, even a plate of rice could cost you US$20. It was sort of inflation and recession. So economists gave the idea to make a new currency. The currency wa approved by NASA. Because NASA was the first ever company to be in space. In a joint meeting held by NASA, other space observers agreed that they need a new currency to battle economy on earth, and thus, Promedium was introduced. Promedium was twice higher than the US Dollar. And four times higher than Malaysia's currency. If you were paid P200.000, you could actually travel to and from Mars with seven of your best friends, with P50.000 to spare. It showed how powerful the currency is. Usually we, who work at the terraforming company is paid in Promedium bills. It goes from P10, P20, P50, P100, P1000, P5000 and P10000. I was paid P10.000 every month. If I could complete my job without any obstruction, my boss pays me an extra P25.000! I got that once, but it wasn't easy to achieve. I need my men's strength to help me achieve it. I payed each of them P50 for helping me. Those whom I told and worked overtime. They were glad! Soon after, nobody wanted it. It was a tough job for them. So they just shushed me aside. But then, I wasn't interested in it anymore. I would rather them take their time. Well, with so much space activity, flight company, RadarActiv manufactured a new radar system which could detect spacecrafts from millions and millions of light years away. It could be enhanced with their radar enhancer if needed. They get mostly from the military. The military was controlling space. They see as much as they can. There were so many things which were changing, new models of space car keeps coming out, some with boosters to travel from here to Mars in eight hours! But they come with a high price. Since every five years earth had recession, the price goes down during the forth year before recession year comes. The military came up with a new squad known as Space Cops. Space Cops works exactly like the earth cops, but they are equiped wih state of the art weaponry and armoury. They drive special space crafts to help them achieve light speed in less than fifty seconds.

The Promedium bill front.

The bill is printed and there were no pictures to it because it is not formed by a man, it was formed by NASA. Except that the official logo of Universal Currencies Bank, the bank which prints the Promedium bills and Intergalactic Bank Association, which help to distribute the bills to banks world wide. The promedium bill is not made from normal paper. It was formed with a little metal embed in it. So it makes it a lil bendable, and yeah, which makes it look like a normal twenty dollar bill. Every month, about seven thousand ten thousand in value bills were printed, fifteen thousand of five thousand in value were printed, thirty thousand one thousand bills were printed, three hundred thousand of one hundred bills were printed, five hundred thousand of fifty bills were printed, five hundred thousand of twenty bills and seven hundred thousand of ten bills were printed. It was a total of P247,000,000 worth and if converted to the US Dollar, it is US$ 494,000,000. It was almost half a billion dollars and one third of one billion promediums! Every month the bank issues out these bills to cope with the ever growing of recruits into the company. Not to mention that giant corporation which were giving us tasks to do pays us hundreds of thousands of promediums to commence the project. Some even worth, not some, most of the projects I have done in my experience was worth more than seven billion promediums!

Anyway, it wasn't all about the economics of the world, it was something entirely different. Populations has soared beyond the horizon as it increases drastically. Developers have no choice, but to invest billions in making a terraforming space craft, the terracruiser. After all, if there weren't, where would I be?

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Christmas!

2009-12-24T09:42:00.000-08:00

Its Christmas! And do not say Ho ho ho, because after all, Santa Claus was nothing but a Man's imagery friend. :D The truth about Christmas is when Jesus Christ our Saviour was born on Earth, to deliver us from evil and save as many people as we can while we are on earth. :D Merry and Blessed Christmas to Everyone in the world! :D God bless ya all! :D

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2012: Aftermath (The Unofficial Story)

2009-12-03T08:15:00.000-08:00

Standing at the deck of the massive ship Alex gave a sigh. The ship was drifting at the course of Africa. Seven massive ships called Saviours were built. And during that hour, after so many millions of people were dead, only a handful survived. And they were lucky. Of all the millions that died on that day, there were million others who were refugees and were walking aimlessly in life. But the earth is small. Somehow, someday, they will meet. But till then, out of the seven Saviours, only four made it through. Each with a capacity of hundreds of thousands of people, with resources of up to four years, and an unlimited supply of oxygen. The thing is currency was not the main supply anymore. The events that went on the other day was a lesson to learn. And it has made the world economy imbalanced. The drift off course to Africa would take months. And in that months to come, there will be hardships for all, of humanity.

In that months of sailing, there were many chaos still, and emotions. Relatives, close friends, those who did not make it, of all the millions of people perished in a single day, there were many others who survived. And for those who did not make it, they were gone, forgotten in time, lost, in the midst of time. Those who were still alive were thankful. The months dragged on and on. Many have still not recovered from the devastating disaster that struck earth. Mankind's pride of technology, inventions, laws, freedom, all were destroyed. Massive factories, historical places, the Buckingham Palace, Eiffel Tower, Leaning Tower of Pisa, New York City, Manhattan City, Singapore, Malaysia, India, China, the China's Bird's Nest, Hong Kong, Japan, Russia, most parts were flooded, but the seas have given mankind another chance, another chance to build a new, another chance to restart what they have done wrong throughout the entire two thousand and twelve years. Till this day, 27th of the year 0001. In the month of January, a whole new earth begins.

At the time of 1500 hours of the month of January, day thirtieth of the year one, mankind reached the vast lands of Good Hope. What they saw was remarkable. Africa was untouched by nature's fury. Docking on deep seas just near the edge of the Good Hope lands, mankind's first ever exploration of the New Africa begins. Everything was harder than before. Supplies were low, resources dropped to the red mark, which means they have insufficient resources. With the available instruments they have inside Saviours, they marched out, in groups to hunt for food. The usual day changes, believes changes, religion changes, Saviours were broken down to build temporary homes. The ground was solid. Perfect for building homes and later, a tiny city. In the months and years to come, mankind had achieved their superiority again. But mankind have flaws, again the lands were divided. Everything was hard to get, mankind changed their way to the ancient ways, using swords, bows and arrows, only the smartest could use guns and grenades. The early years were still fresh, little or no economy was generated. Food was available throughout the land, there were no need for money. Everything they wanted was there. The land had almost a million people, most of which who are rich, find their selfs searching for food alone, without any help from their servants, maids and so on. It gave them harder times to survive. Very few was dead, or perished, they did not know of the nature in Africa. It was mean. And it wasn't just the fight for food, it was the fight for survival. Mankind garrisoned their homes, people come together to develop tiny villages. Together they help each other to hunt for food and think of ways to enhance their life. Four massive Saviours were broken down to make homes and walls. The remaining steels and aluminiums were made as docks. Small boats were made out of the tonnes of steel which were used. Day and night were changed. There were more night than day, mankind need to find ways to power their homes and they found one. A prototype engine salvaged from the Saviour ships. It required nothing but the power of the Sun. Very few knew how to operate a lot of things. Mankind needed a lot of time to teach and cooperate with each other.

And for the years to come, there is a new Earth. A new beginning, new technology have been invented. With their new submarines capable of deep sea voyages, salvaged the previous earth's resources. And for the years to come, mankind has grown in population, from millions to billions again, and cities were made again, new cities with new names. New lands were discovered. Old cities deep down were fitted into textbooks, relived in new museums as the old ones were destroyed. Everything in the world changed. New laws were made, new rules were made. New lands were discovered from the previous floods. With the new technology submarines salvaged from the old Saviours, old lands and cities like New York City, Miami, various parts of the known land were rediscovered. Meanwhile back on land, man tries to improve themselves, with almost a hundred percent of knowledge about our earth gone, mankind has to restart civilization all over again. Cellphones were gone. There was almost very little technology going on. Most of the things that was advancing was the economy. Slowly farmers and hunters got into the economy.

The earth advances again, slowly. And after all, we are still recovering from the aftermath.

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2012: Fear Strucked (The Unofficial Story)

2009-11-27T05:45:00.000-08:00

It was so freaky. And creepy. He remembered he saw his friend got swallowed up in to the cracking earth. The magnitude of the earth quake was almost immeasurable, even though the Richter scale said the magnitude was ten point four and climbing. He ran off in the other direction, but to his horror the same thing was happening around him. He saw people flying up in the sky while the underground pipes and gases lines explode because of the earthquake. He saw a red Nissan skyline flew over the house to another on coming car and the driver was still strapped onto his seat. "Not much of a safety belt" he thought, in the middle of the havoc. The red Nissan skyline crushed the other car, which was a normal, BMW Three series. The crash lead on the a pile up all the way to the back of the street. People were rushing in and out running almost aimlessly. All he could do was held onto the street light pole and pray. Then he saw a car parked at the side of the road smashed into a man which was running away, he saw the horrific incident which made his stomach sick and twist. The car slammed into the man with such force that the man, together with the car, flew onto an oncoming cement mixer truck on the other side of the housing area, slamming hard onto the front of the truck and the truck, with that much force, overturned and crushed the car, with the man still stuck, in between the truck's front steel crash bar and the car's right side doors. He saw the man's hand jutting out from the car window, while blood splattered all over the place. He closed his eyes.

He heard numerous screams and so many sounds going on that it was too fast for his ears to capture, he felt as though he could faint. But he held his position strong. He took a deep breath and opened his eyes. What he saw did not comfort him at all. The entire housing area was brought down to nothing but piles of rubble and fires and smoke. He saw some people badly injured, a lady, in her forties, lost both her legs when a truck crushed her while she was running away. He saw blood all over the area, there were so much fear and havoc, nobody dares say a word. Fear has struck them all. They remained silent and looked at each other. Nobody did anything for the past few minutes. The horrifying event ended in just a few seconds, injuring almost hundreds and thousands of people, while killing a number which was increasing rapidly. Even the fire brigade, the ambulances, military, polices, could not do anything. Everyone went into a state of shock. He couldn't believe his own eyes, what he saw was devastating... All he could do was close his eyes.

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Gazing at the sky Jonathan's son asked him, "Dad, why is it snowing here?"
Jonathan stood and said nothing. This was a bizarre situation, everything was changing. Aeroplanes scheduled to arrive in Japan reached Afrika. Ships set course for Hawaii ended up at North Pole. The whole earth was changing. Everything on earth did not matter but close friends, families, relatives, girlfriends, boyfriends, brother, sister, enemies and everyone. It wasn't a time to decide on who to argue with, or who to kill because of all this crap, or who started this shit, nobody to blame. The main objective was to save themselves. Save yourself, or save your family. Some people tried to save as many as they can. But it was all in vain. Thousands of people died, millions across the globe as news covered entire countries to cover this kind of bizarre stories but most of the journalists ended up dying. Jonathan and all his families and relatives scrambled to hide. But it was no use. Staring at the massive destruction caused by the earthquake and it made him tremble. Then he saw something that made him stiff, like a solid rock. He didn't move. He couldn't move. He felt his stomach twisting and his heart beat faster. The roads cracked inwards. He saw earth swallowing up everything in front of his eyes, but something was amiss, it was heading his direction. It was like approaching him at speeds of Mach and it was like reaching light years. He raced the other way, trying hard to escape. It was all in vain. He screamed his way down into the depths of the earth's crust. Then silence.
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The sounds of sirens and creaking metal was in the air. There was no joy, no smiling faces, nothing. It was emotionless. Meanwhile, back in Japan, Tokyo, Japan Airlines pilot, Captain Ichimaru Takaeguki was leaving the airport to meet his family when he saw his company's aeroplane, JAL 778, which was scheduled to land in Japan at 04:00 hours crashed right into the airport. Ichimaru couldn't say anything. He felt the earth shook and the next moment he saw explosions everywhere around the airport, apparently the gas lines where detached and a little spark caused a chain of explosion. Scrambling to search for a car, Ichimaru found a car and sped off in it, the only thought he had was heading home, to be with his wife and his four year old daughter. He sped off in the direction he knew was the shortest. The roads were cracking and opening up. Still, his car meter did not touch below seventy miles per hour. He reached safely to his home. The cracking stopped. Strangely. He told his wife to pack up their things. They were leaving. But to where he did not know.

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The world's in a dilemma. It wasn't the environment or the mother nature. It was a dramatic change in the universe. A once in thousands of years occurance. The shift in which, would cause catastrophe like the earth's crust breaking up, swallowing up cities and everything in it. Millions of people died, millions others displaced. The shift in the earth's crust causes the ocean depths to change and thus creating tsunamis, waves which reaches heights you have never imagined. The shift in the crust caused a stir and havoc throught the entire world, changing the north pole and south pole, affecting the magnetic force of the earth and shifting countries in miles of distances. The world wasn't prepared for this. Only the billionaires had money to take special spaceships. Ships which they called Saviours. The massive millions of tonnes ship costs billions to produce. It could accomodate unimaginable amounts of people into the ship, survivors, high rank officials, presidents and military advisors. The events took place almost consecutively, one after the other. Places which were badly hit were places which are near to coasts, like Japan, Phillipines, California, Canada, North Pole, South Pole, Indonesia, Sri Lanka, all the vulnerable spots were gone. Millions of life lost and killed. There was no time to do anything. The ships were just mere plans for humanity to survive. Various places around the globe suffered tremendously, especially poor countries like India, suffered terrible economy as the world plunges into chaos. People looting, killing other for themselves to survive, stealing, robbing, and hijacking almost any place left with resources for humanity to survive till who know's when. There were millions of refugees, running from one place to ther other, seeking for new homes to stay, but all was turned down by bizarre weather, bizarre happenings. Nobody could be a hero, nobody could be saved, the reign of humanity stands at the edge. Will we survive for the next few years to tell of this amazing story? Will we survive to tell the tale of 2012? Will we- There's nothing left to say but wait and pray. There is nothing as much as creepy and freaky as what would come in the days when the day begins. It could be earlier, it could be delayed, it could not happen, who knows? But what if it did happen? People whom you care and love, pray in your own religions, for what we know of the future, for what we know that would come before us, is all up to God. And after the events, it was truly and deeply traumatising, affecting humans physically and mentally, shocking to other people, but if so, then we would all be fear strucked.

*Note: The story above was inspired by the movie 2012. Do find somethings familiar with the movie. But not all. :D Thanks again for reading! Wait for the next title to appear! 2012: Aftermath (The Unofficial Story)! :D Thank you again for reading.

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Two Thousand Twelve

2009-11-27T05:34:00.000-08:00

In conjunction with the release of the apocalypse movie 2012 directed by Roland Emmerich, I would like to state my opinions on what would happen on earth when twenty first of December two thousand and twelve appears. Obviously, the movie has been a great hit. I would write a sequel, if I could, to tell the tale from my point of view. Enjoy the upcoming 2012 story, made up by me. :D

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I

2009-11-26T08:30:00.000-08:00

Her wounds are still fresh, her hurt is still new, her sorrows are building up, her love is growing less,
and yet I made another cut in her heart, and yet I made another bruise in her heart, and yet, I made her sorrows and hurt more, and yet I made her cry in her silence, and yet, I'm no extraordinary man, and yet, I'm here to change what I have done, and yet, I'm here to begin a new chapter with you, and yet, our story ends before it started.

For now its a new book, for now its a new title, for now I'm just gonna be..... me.

For now I will alter my heart, for now we will make a new start, for now i will hold your hand in the crowd, for now i am desperate to reach your heart, for now love is just an art, for now my love is like a dart, and for now I will fully take part, for now I will touch your heart.

Because everything that you do, makes you solidly beautiful, for everything you do, makes you pretty cute, for everything that you do, you are unique one to two, for now that did i tell you? I will love you no matter what, I'm here to stand by your side, in every trouble we'll find a way, and yet we are on restart, and yet now that you have a fragile heart, and now I will keep it safe and sound, and now I will put it, close to my heart.

For everyday is a new day, for everyday is a special day, for everyday I am thinking of you, for everyday I am going crazy for you, for all that I know, I am intensely in love with you.

I now want to treasure your heart, I'm sorry I made a scar, I hope it recovers soon enough, for now I am in my car, i am lots of dough, I would take you on a row, with movies and snacks and a lil romance, i hope we achieve where we start.

And I hope to treasure your heart, because its fragile and hard, i will soften it when its right, when the time is right i will spill, and when the time is right i will kneel, and when we're finally adults, i would give you a surprise, with a glitter of sparkle, and no more linger, i hope we marry and know that we are right!

Simple logic, simple plan, simple pimple, simple dimple, sweet sweets, sweet smile, radiant beauty, perfectly elegant in every direction!

A lil thought a lil peace, a lil kiss would make you miss, a lil hug by the car, a lil make out in the bar, a sweet picnic and a romantic dinner, you are definitely slimmer, with nice curves and cute poses, just like lil red roses, stuffed with pudding and wine, tastes like sweet lime, walking through the line, makes you officially mine, in a simple display of mime, i hope that loving you is alright.

Sorry for my mistakes, sorry for my accuses, for for making you angry with curses, silently I regret my words, openly I smile with a heavy heart, silently crying myself to sleep, its something I deserved for what I said.

Please forgive me and do help me, for you are the one person who makes my heart melt like ice, who made voice sweet and nice.

Thank you for forgiving me, i hope God bless you everyday, now that I'm seeing you again, i hope there is chemistry.

Thinking of you every single day, hoping to be with you in a day, praying to marry you in a year, getting kids is what we deserve. :)

Writing this down I have, sending this I haven't, I will explain when I send, if I see you in the next cycle! :D

Notes: Story-poem varies from the original collection. Done by bwyc©2009. Thank you for your cooperation. Have a nice day.

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At The End of The Galaxy

2009-11-22T09:26:00.001-08:00

"Settings set. Location confirmed. Setting course to Planet NMZ, location Honeymoon Sector 7, Quadrant Zetha. Cruising range set. Powering up primary and secondary engines. Third and fourth engines powered up. Standing by engine five and six. Fart* holes fully operational. All systems check. No configuration files malfunction. Systems fully operational. Undocking sequence initiated." the A.I on board the ship speaks as the green screen scans for malfunctions throughout numerous systems and operation.

"Undocking sequence part one enabled. Releasing power cables."
"Power cables released. Locking hatch."
"Hatch locked. Releasing hatch."
"Hatch released. Engines five and six powered. Reversing thrusters."
"Undocking sequence part two enabled. Mechanical arms operational. Five meters from dock. Fifteen meters from dock. Thirty five meters from dock. Distance safe."

The ship jerked a little while the mechanical arms detached from the ship. The ship was moving slowly, very slowly. I sat at the cockpit and waited for the A.I to prepare for hyper drive mode.

"Whoa. My first ever romantic dinner with my girlfriend of five years. I mean not to say that we haven't gone to any romantic dinner before. But yeah. Anyway, it was all, well, as you know, down to earth. Haha. But well. Now's the first time ever we are having our dinner somewhere else, the mark of our sixth anniversary. It was in the month of September. September 15th 2045. Our most memorable honeymoon was a trip to Europe. That was three years ago. Then we stayed back at Florida, Miami, to be more specific. Well our relationship has gone through a lot of dilemmas. And I'm telling you, a lot. But, so. The day Stokes Corporation launched their first Spaceship, the Cruiser. Which could travel to Mars in a week and then travelled to Pluto in the following five months. That was technology. That was the breakthrough. But that happened like fifteen years ago. Since then, the economy raised. Conversion of currency became so large that every two years there would be a recession. Stokes Corporation made the world economy imbalanced. But that was then. Now it is balanced. But before that it was expensive to travel in space. It was worthed about a few thousand dollars to travel just to the moon. But still, marriages were made up in space during that time. Anyway. Back to this. She's the most unique girl I've ever met. She would go crazy with her friends, everytime she is with them. She can become as sweet as sugar at times and as bitter as medicine at times. She just have the perfect balance. Anyway, this is a surprise for her so shush it! And oh dear, she's here. Bye-"

"Where are we going Rod?" Samantha asked while clutching her waist.
"Er. Somewhere you haven't been to honey." I answered, looking away.
"Really. Where did you get this ship anyway?" She questioned me like an interrogation officer.
"Erh. Its, somewhere behind my backyard. So. You know."
"Oh. I forgot. You stay in a ten million dollar mansion."
"Its not ten million dollars, seven million."
"Right. So where are we going. You haven't answered. Don't go bla bla blah on me."
"Erm. Okay. Heading somewhere. Oh come on. Don't you know what day is it today? Its twelve forty in the morning. You need some sleep. Go take some rest. We'll be there by morning."
"Oh. Right. Right." she answered snapping her index finger and thumbs together, creating a snapping sound. "I'm sleeping now. Night dearie. No naughty dos."
"Yes dear, I know you for so long." I said with an expression on my face.

I stayed in the cockpit while she went into the room to sleep. There were fifteen bedrooms, thirty five bathrooms and six jacuzzis. One massive kitchen, one large guest room and one entertainment room. The entertainment room has fifty percent of movies that are played in cinemas around the globe. It has a ten player PlayStation Seven version 7.8 and thousands of games. There is a place for karaoke and a small garden with the size of a house to play with. There was a playground, size of two houses. The ship's name was Cruiser. It was about four football fields in length and three football fields in width. It was massive. The engines are so huge that if you stand next to it, its like you are standing next to a four storey buiding. That ship was a present from my father to me. It still runs, for one decade. With nuclear engines. It was worth a few trillion of dollars to built, but lasts for about five decades. Still new.

It takes the entire night to fly from Earth to the destination. Trust me, its superbly awesome. I can't tell you know, you know. But. I'm pretty sure I would snap some pictures of us together. And there would be more surprises for her! I know how much she loved surprises. Anyway, the time now is one fifty five in the morning, Miami time.

I remembered the days when we were together. Holding our hands, and I'm gona tell you, her hands are smoother than any surface you have ever touched. Her heart can be very sensitive at times, but she's normally herself, which I totally loved. She has the best smile any other girl didn't have. She has the most beautiful eyes any guy has ever seen, and she has the most amazing voice any other girl would have. She was beautiful, elegant looking, standing about four feet a few inches tall, perfect body line, has the smoothest palms, a sweet smile, nice personality, even though she can be quite demanding at times. But oh well, she has everything balanced out, perfectly. And oh, did I mention she has the sweetest voice too? My, the first time I heard her voice, I remembered I fell and broke some bones, but it didn't bother me because her voice was like glued to my ear. Still, it took me months just to get a girl like her. Besides, did I tell you? She's way younger than me. The journey there was kinda fast. You'd see stars on your left and right. You'd see revolving blue lights, it can reach seriously far away, detected by astronomers in the year 2000 till 2010.

Anyways. It's like four in the morning now. I'm gona catch some sleep while the A.I takes control.

"Autopilot set. Default settings applied. Goodnight Captain Rodney."

It suddenly became bright. I felt a little heat on my face. Waking up from my slumber I looked out the reinforced window panes which are locked with reinforced titanium hull, to with stand the pressure. Looking in front of me I saw a huge docking station.

"Approaching No Military Zone Honeymoon Space Station Dock(NMZHSS). Speed reduced by ninety percent. Reducing power output to all engines. Shutting down Nuclear engines. Setting up fuel cell battery pack. Fart holes enabled. Six thousand meters."
"Five thousand meters"
"Speed reduced by one hunderd percent."
"Four thousand meters."
"Three thousand meters."
"Two thousand meters."
"One thousand meters."

"Cruise ship Rod at number 377587, dock at luxury VIP port. Welcome Sir."
"Thanks operator."
"welcomed sir."

The A.I spoke, "To all crews of Cruise Ship, please be notified. Docking sequence in T minus One."
"Docking sequence initiated. Part One commenced."

"Cruise Ship 377587, you are cleared to dock. Hangar doors are opened. Standard procedures commenced."
"Roger. Thanks for the info." I replied through the Data Transmission Booster or normally known as DTB.

"Entering Hangar Sector 1, docking number 377587. Three meters from power cables."
"One meter from power cable."
"Ship stopped. Power cable attaching in two seconds. Mechanical arms deployed. Commencing de-pressurization."
"De-pressurization complete."

While the machines were doing their job, I did mine.

"Samantha! We're here!" I called out to her from outside the door.
I heard grunts and she said, "Coming in a minute."
"Okie dokes. Hurry! We've docked!"

A few moments later she came out. The moment the door open, my jaws hung out. She looked superbly beautiful in her pink and purplish dress. Her hair isn't tied, as always. But her fringe was pushed back, so it made her look beautiful. Stepping out of the door she said, "Where are we dear?"
Stunning for a moment, I caught my breath and said, "Oh. The place you've always wanted to go."
She looked surprised and said, "The restaurant at the corner of the galaxy?!" almost screaming.

By then, if you did not noticed her gleaming eyes, you're definitely a noob. Her eyes were glittering and sparkling. She hugged me and said, "Thanks! I love you!"

"Er yeah. We are at the restaurant at the corner of the galaxy." I said, still stunned by her appearance.

We exited the hangar and went to what we call space taxis. They deliver you to where you want to be. The fares isn't cheap. But oh well, for love, money's not the problem. We went into the taxi. It was the size of four massive trucks combined together. It has compartments for almost fifteen people and a cargo hold for all your items. The time was six thirty.

"Destination sir?" the driver asked.
"Erm. Where to Sam?" I asked her.
"Erm, I don't know. The restaurant at the corner of the galaxy?"
"Ahh, the Honeymoon restaurant." replied the driver. "Set. We're moving. Put on your safety belts, rough atmosphere ahead."
"Yeah sure." we replied, almost in sync.

The journey took a few hours. Planet NMZ isn't what you think it is. It has so many destination for couples, a Planet usually called Hollywood Two or the Honeymoon Planet. At eight thirty we arrived in our destination, a restaurant, floating on the edge of the Milky Way. We do not know, but that planet is located at the edge of our solar system. Manufacturers took almost two decades building the restaurant. The restaurant was awesome. Everything felt like on Earth. The restaurant looked like a huge cube floating in space, but its actually moving, with the gravity of Planet NMZ below. The restaurant cost a massive quadrillion to built, but with the recession on during that time, it went down to trillion of dollars to build. And now, it seems so majestic.

Amazed at the restaurant, Sam hold my arm, the look on her face said that it was impossible we are there, at that exact moment. It felt as though it was all a dream, but, it was not, just a dream. It was a dream come true for her. I've saved every dollar for the trip to here, for five years. We stopped at the door towards an escalator leading all the way to the restaurant. Below the restaurant was like a dock or dropping off station, where space taxis drops off passengers. It takes about a few minutes to dock and get the passengers out. So we waited.

After it was complete, we were inside the restaurant. Holding hands we looked at the glass door infront of us. It was five inches thick. The windows were made out of reinforced plastic and glass, like bullet proof windows, but inserted with a kind of substance which made it ten to twenty times stronger. The waiter looked on at us and smiled.

"Welcome to the Restaurant At The Corner of The Galaxy. Today we are directly at the edge. So enjoy your moments. Which location do you want sir, miss?" he said with an Indian accent and bowed as a sign of respect.
"Maybe we should take the one facing the entire universe." I replied.
"Sure thing. Here, let me show you your table."

We followed him to a location with nothing, but just glass all over. It was rather cool and there were love songs playing from the nineteen hundreds to the twenty first century love songs. We sat, facing each other. Looked at the menu and she gasped. I smiled and told her, "Relax. Its not that expensive as I would have thought."
She smiled and said, "That's sweet of you dear."

I smiled back. We had our lovely breakfast with other galaxies overlooking us, the nearest was Andromeda, could be seen with a telescope from the restaurant.

"This is so beautiful." she said with a smile on her face. Gosh, that smile melted me heart.
"Yeah. And so are you." I replied.

She then gave me a sweet look and said, "So, is that all?"
"Haha. Nope. There's more to come. Relax. Our time's not in yet right?"
"Oh. What time is it?" she asked.
"Nine fifty."

She smiled. "Okay. What's your surprise now?"

Looking around and looking at my watch, it displayed ten o'clock sharp. With my heart racing faster and faster, my nervousness came into me, making me stammer a little bit but soon I gained control of myself and asked her the question, "Samantha James Morrison, would you marry me?"

The exact day, exact time and a romantic location is where we got married. Three years from then on it seemed unbelievable. I was only twenty eight and she was twenty three when we got married. And at the end of the galaxy was where I proposed to her. It all seemed so romantic, a blue revolving light a few million light years away, could be seen from the restaurant. It was magnificent. And after all, the most romantic place to be was at the end of the galaxy.

*Fart holes: Fart holes are tubes which are located at the front, on both left and right of a spaceship to even out the center of the ship, it basically makes your ship travel from A to B, not A to C. Get the meaning? Fart holes are propelled by nitrogen gas, some by carbon dioxide, and ignited with ten spark plugs to produce a small jet or jerk to the ship to move from one side to the other. It was like steering left and right in a car.

*Note:The above story is absolutely fiction and does not involve anyone, dead or alive. The story is 100% copyrighted and should not be reproduced in any form by any means possible. Thank you and enjoy reading.

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Memories

2009-11-01T21:49:00.000-08:00

I hear murmuring. I listen to the silence when it gets darker. I see lights, not bright, it was dimmed, it was so silent. I couldn't stand it. But I could not move a muscle. I felt so tired and lifeless. I felt sharp pain on my hands, I felt a plastic surrounding my face, covering me with fresh air? I sense my heart rate was fast and irregular. I get nervous when the murmurs stops. My heart rate would increase almost unsuspectingly. I feel so lazy to open my eyes.

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Memories. All that's left was memories. Between you and me. Just memories. Nothing else. Memories of us together here and there, laughing and kidding. I missed those days. Memories of when you told me what had happened, I felt moved, touched, did I mention deeply? Yeah, deeply moved. But its all just lingering in my mind. Nothing else. Just the picture of you, the largest portrait ever found in my few kilograms of brains. Its all just...memories. oh how much I dread being in my mind so much, I can't focus, I can't concentrate, I can't... Wait. To be with you. If.. If.. If only I was conscious during our times together, I would have noticed, but it was wholly, entirely, massively my fault. No one else. I should have noticed every single inch of you that is pure, kind, loving, sweet, cute, caring. Every single- but its too late. I should have treasured you, known you more, but I did not asked a question about you. I did not. I was being selfish. I was being- oh gawd. I'm stuck in my own self regret. I regret for everything that I have done. I have never said this before but, I regret. I regret! But I didn't know your family was a in a dilemma. I did not know. Even though I knew I thought it would end quickly, but it seemed not. I made you angry. I made you mad at me. I made you... Sigh. Hate me. Sigh.

You don't know how thankful I am to know you. You don't know how thankful I am to have known you five percent better. That's better than one percent for me. I know you are mad. If only you gave me a chance. How sad your life is I didn't know. I was indulged in the idea that you loved me. It is true. I'm telling you the truth. But now that I know, it is too late. It is already insignificant for me to say anything. But I say it anyway. I want you to know. I want you to know how much I think of you everyday. Every single day, every single second. But you left. You left me. You left me speechless, you left me with a part of my heart. I made you angry. I made you leave me. I made you angry.. I made you... Hate me.

In my memory we smile. In my memory you disturbed me a lot, you wanted my attention. I didn't give you any- or I did gave you a minimal attention. I do not know. In my memory we are happy. In my memory we are friends. In my memory, you were everything to me. In my memory was my ego. My ego was so massive.

But but what am I doing here?

I gasped. Everything around me seemed weird. "I am not in heaven right?" I asked myself, staring at things which seemed familiar, but I didn't know what it was. I had no clue what they were called. I glanced around. I see nobody. I looked at my hands, I see a wrist paper written, 'Patient: Benjamin Douglas #53' I relaxed on my bed. I looked around me again and again. I saw a window. I got up, suddenly my heart felt pain. I sat back. Unable to move. Just then, I heard a fast beep tone. I looked to my right, looking at it the word read, 'Emergency', was blinking. I sighed without knowing. I lied down. A lady in a uniform came.

"Hello. How are you doing Mr. Douglas?"
"I'm fine Miss-" I was staring hard at her name tag. "Miss Sandy."

She smiled. And then told me, "Relax sir. Your heart isn't perfect yet. Doctors did a by pass. Don't worry. You'll live for longer years. We'll monitor you."
I smiled back. Understanding half of what she said. I sat back and was soon asleep. I felt so tired. This was where my dream came in.

I was standing with her. Just us both. We held hands. Our background was a huge cake, together with a man with a tux suit and a lady in a white gown. The gown made the little model so pretty, it was her face. Staring back at her, it was the same person, looking at the male model shrieked me, it was me! It wasn't really a nightmare though. I smiled at her. Then we kissed. And cut. I suddenly was awaken by my own nightmare. I looked up into the white ceiling, thinking of this girl. I sat in the bed for a moment. Then I looked around. I paged for a lady with the uniform. I waited, I pressed the button, 'Emergency' and calmly waited for her. Another lady entered the room. She looked at me and asked me,"Are you okay?"
"Yes. Can you explain what happened to me?" I quickly get into my topic.

She sighed and said, "You fainted on floor two, room i-5509, clasping your chest. We quickly rushed you to ER. Your heart beat had stopped for one minute. We still have chance. Then we did a by pass and now you are here."
"Oh." I said shortly. "How long do I have to stay here?"
"Depends. If your heart is strong, you can get off within a week, or else, months."
"Oh." I said again, putting my head in a sulking position. "Okay. Thanks."
"Welcome." came her reply and she walked off.

I sat in the hospital for a few days more. Then I was what they called, discharged. I did not know where to go. But I had a house in my mind, I'm not sure who's house, but I wanna get there as soon as possible. I paced to the bus stop. Sitting there I wandered about so many things. I sat still. Suddenly a rush of memories lead me to her house. Instantly like a robot, I got up and walked, and walked. And walked. I never stop, I just continued walking, the girl's image portrayed in my head, the biggest portrait ever. Her face was cute, she had a nice and sweet, warm smile. She has two dimples which made her cute when she smiled, her eyes sparkle every time she smiled, her fringe was down from her top middle down towards the right, her hair was shoulder length, tied back, she looked like an angel to me. I never knew who she was. She just randomly appeared in my dream. I kept walking, keeping her image in my head. Never wanting it out. After a few hours of so called hiking, I reached my destination. I stood in front of the house. It felt somewhat awkward and the feeling of strangeness? Staring at the house was a stainless steel gate, coated in silver, the fences was made out of bricks, I saw two altars at the right, I heard water pouring out, a small fish pond. I saw one Toyota and one Naza car. I saw the grill tinted with silverish-grey, the door was brown, the windows was about human height. I stared. Trying to get the haywire and traffic jam out of my mind. I can't, it was as though it was blocked by a firewall or an access code.

I then saw a small button. I pressed it. After awhile the door opened. I saw a lady standing at the door, staring at her and she staring at me she said this, "Nanti, saya panggil ma'am"
I stunned. I didn't know a word she was saying! The another lady appeared. Now she seemed familiar I thought to myself.

"Hey Benjie. What are you doing here? How did you come?"
I stunned. I didn't know what to say. "I..er. I don't know. May I know who are you?" I said stammering.
"Oh. Yeah. Your sister is not here. She's on her way home. She just left."
"My? My sister?" I said. "Who's she?"
Letting out a sigh she brought me in. The house seemed all familiar for me. I saw a 50 inch Plasma TV, whatever it is called. I saw the white tiles, and something caught my eye, a pink colour decorated handphone. It was switched on. Slowly I picked it up. The lady stopped and studied me. I stared at the phone and said, "This looks familiar."
She smile and replied, "Its my daugther's. You remember her? Amelia?"
I stunned at her name. Slowly I read the contents of the phone. Slowly I went through her messages, her inbox, her files, musics, contacts. Everything till I reached the file named 'Picture'. I opened the file. I stunned as it was the very girl I see in my dream. I sat back and stared at her pictures. Slowly and unknowingly my tears flowed out. I didn't know why. I just sat and the tears came out. Just flow out like a river, like rain, raining down on earth. I just cried. I guess I really wanted her. I looked at the nice lady, she looked at me, her eyes are red, I see water running down her eyes, I didn't say anything. Then I noticed a boy standing about a few feet away. He looked at me and said, "Hi."

I stared at him and replied in a sobbing voice, "Hi."
"You remember me? I'm Kenny."
"Yes. I think." I replied. Slowly remembering his face somewhere near my house, where was my house?
Then the nice lady said, "Its okay Benjie. Its time to show you, where she is."
"She's here?" I asked quickly. "I wanna see her. I need to tell her something. I need to tell her urgently."
"No she is not Benjie. She left."
"She left? How can she run away from home?"
"No Benjie, not run away. She's not here anymore."

I felt the pressure on my chest. I can't believe what she was saying, how can she say her own daughter is what I feared most? Dead? No. That's not ncie to tell someone about your daugther. I looked at her and said,"Impossible. She's here. She's somewhere here! I know she is! Sh'e in school right?" I sort of screamed. I ran up to her room, it was packed nicely, a picture hung on the wall. I broke down. Completely broke down and cried. I can't believe she's gone so fast. She's only 18!
Stammering I asked her mother, "What- What happened?"
"She had a fall and she had a blood clot in her brain. She didn't fight. But she did left us all a note."
I quickly looked at her and asked, "Where is it?"
"There." she pointed out on her pillow.
Quickly I took the note, it read;

Nothing. Just a picture of her.

"Whats' the meaning of this?" I demanded.
"In memory of Amelia. This one's for you. I hope she forgives you."
I didn't say anything but just cried. The entire day I stayed in her room. I couldn't believe it. Then the very next day I woke up in her room, on the floor.

"Its time Benjie. We're going to see her."

Quickly I woke up and rushed behind her mother. We drove to the cemetary. When we reached there I calmed myself, thinking this was all just a sick lie and a very deep sick joke. I followed them. Then I saw a carved stone with her name on it. I knelt down and instantly wept. Nobody said anything, they watched me throw the grasses around, fling myself to the tree, throw the dead branches, throw stones. They watched and silently cried.

"There is nothing left to say when someone leaves earth. There's only memories left. So treasure everyone you love, for you do not know when they might or will leave earth."

Only memories of her. Memories...

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Reminder

2009-10-30T11:06:00.000-07:00

A reminder to all readers. Some stories posted are strictly eighteen and above only. That is 18. The Author in this blog serves the right to disclaim any influence from reading this blog. It has been announced from time to time to dear readers of all ages that this blog, titled [Stories] is labeled as an Adult Blog. Readers who are younger than 15 please do consult your parents and do not go over the laws. The Author in this blog serves the right to terminate any story re-engineered, or slightly changed, by any means possible.

WARNING: To all young adults aged 18 and below, please close this blog immediately because this blog, as labeled by the Author to be an Adult Content blog, besides some stories, which are suitable for all ages.

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A little Introduction!

2009-10-30T10:50:00.000-07:00

Quickly I grasped the button with the word written 'Emergency' and pressed it numerous times.

Haha. Yeah, you might think I'm just one desperate old fool. Ha. You got that right. I admit. Fine.

Whispering a prayer of condolences I shot my target. He dropped and fell instantaneously. Like a vegetable stalk being let up vertical. The body was lifeless. I kept watch as the whole place turned haywire. I backed away...

And there you go! The latest read, Silence! :D Enjoy reading~ :)

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Silence

2009-10-30T09:54:00.000-07:00

Staring into her beautiful eyes I sighed. I knew all my past was my fault. I knew all my wrong doings was well, my fault. But..But. This is sudden. This is something I didn't know which could end up like this. I didn't know it would end up in a way, like this. In this frikking condition. I blame myself. Really. I blame it all to me. All, just focus your darn lights at me, its me. Yes me. I knew I shouldn't have hurt her. I knew it all along, but boy was I sucked into my own selfish world. Yeah, now I know how much it hurts. It hurts me so bad, even the happiest song made me cry. But. I didn't know. I didn't. I... Didn't... Know.. That it would end up like this. Holding her smooth palms I looked on her face. I see her eyes closed, the plastic thing fits just nicely between her nose and mouth. She was breathing, duh. I stared blankly at her and did not notice my eyes was beginning to be watery. I sighed with a deep sigh and cried. It was quiet. The entire hospital was quiet. Thank goodness I negotiated with her mum and let me stay her to accompany her. The hospital was dead silent. I glanced at my watch, it was three in the morning, right. I sat there and cried and cried without stopping, I was hoping to drain out all my tears. No, I can't hold it back any longer. No, I can't. I did not notice anything, but then I dozed off, I think. I woke up to find the dark skies are slowly clearing. It was five forty in the morning. Nothing in my life was ever that special and precious. Nothing. Except when she stepped into my life and made a difference. She made a whole new me. A whole new me. I'll say that again, a whole new me. I lied down beside her and closed me eyes. Hoping for her to wake up. she did not move an inch. Still, I put all my hope in her, hoping that she would wake up sometime soon. But it was all to no avail. I lied down, and instantly my mind shifted into a moment when we were not even together, we were only friends. I know, but I still loved her no matter what. She made me loved her. We were doing good together, but weren't that close enough. I wasn't thinking of asking her any sooner or later, which I sighed I didn't. At least if we were couples it would make a slight different, but the slight different means so much to me. I was being myself, dumb, silly, wacky kinda person, lame, and laughing with an accent. She was being herself. Complaining to me about guys telling her they loved her. Complaining this and that to me, strangely, I enjoyed listening to them. But everyday, my love for her doubled, doubled, tripled, quadrapled. You name it, I don't care, cause love can't be measured. Can it? But I remembered that dreadful day, that cursed day of my life. I knew after that she was okay. But I was being dumb and naive and also, childish. I asked you the wrong questions. I asked you the wrong topics. It was like I was trying to hit a jackpot in a 4D game, biut instead I dropped to just consolation. I never did hit the jackpot. Did I? I felt dumb founded and speechless. She was the hardest girl I'm going to get, but I will get her anyway, even if it requires my life. You see, my life ain't that important. Its just, nothing, I'm like a servant, slave during the Egytian times. Nothing, like dust. I guess that was why I was in love with military too. I needed love, but all I got in return was hurt, anger, depression, desperation and sometimes I leaved myself alone. I would indulge myself in military machines, weapons of mass destruction, missiles, torpedoes, attack helicopters, jet fighters, guns, games anything that could cure me from my all my downside. I wouldn't mind being Punisher someday. Haha. Yeah, you might think I'm just one desperate old fool. Ha. You got that right. I admit. Fine. What's the point to acting when you aren't that kind of person at all? I do not like that. Oh yes, I'm a sadist. I picture myself with a sniper rifle in my hand, gripping the handle tight, I kept my eyes on my target, setting them into my scoping sights, aiming just nice on the forehead. He didn't see me. He can't see me. We're invinsible. Whispering a prayer of condolences I shot my target. He dropped and fell instantanously. Like a vegetable stalk being let up vertical. The body was lifeless. I kept watch as the whole place turned haywire. I backed away...

But really, honestly I did not know she would end up in this manner. I did not know, but I'm sorry, she would end up on this hospital bed instead of me. I was hoping for myself to get an accident and just lay there and die. I asked my sisters for forgiveness already. Now's my parents. But I know, I wouldn't mind dying, that's the best way to cure myself from loveless, though I know God's there. But anyway. it was her- why wasn't it me? Why is this world so unfair and vice versa??! I wanted to be the one who forgets her and be on the bed and slowly die a torturing death, nah, kidding. I would like to die as fast as possible. No delays. But honestly, I have becomed a straight forward person, although I'm not one hundred percent straight. But I do not like to jump around the bush, you know what I mean? lol. But just in a series of unfortunate events it became like this, what hell. As I lay there, I remembered the questions I asked, the hurt I felt when she answered me, but I took the courage to forget it all, I know I shouldn't have asked her to read my blog. I knew it. But I was being such an ignoring basterd. I ignored my feelings and thought positively, "Hey! She's gonna like this." But in the end, it doesn't even matter. She's gone now. Away from my side, not dead. Don't think wrong. She's away from my side, dodging every possible way out of my sight. Even the closest, tinniest hole, she would fit just right in. I remembered she praised me, saying I was perfect. I guess she took it all back. *Chuckles8 I know she would never enter my blog ever again, I wouldn't be surprise if she deleted me from her account. But that is too much. I don't know. I'm feeling so regretful now. As the old saying, the rice has turned to porridge, meaning there is no way to turn that porridge into rice, there isn't. This is what I call a dead end. Recently I replaced my wallpaper to her. It's just so painful, I wished at that spot I would just frikking get heart attack and say goodbye to everyone. haha. If only. But no, I know I live for a reason. I know I have my chores and points in life. But, I'm still searching it out. But really, looking at strangers I kept thinking in my mind, nobody has ever met a girl like her before. She was the cutest, sweetest thing you can think off. The perfect girl for me. But, I guess I just disqualified her. But really, no hard feelings. I'm not mad at her at all. No. In fact, I am telling the truth now, I'm embarrased. I'm totally embarrased. One quadrillion times, maybe infinity. I wanted to do something about it. I consulted my sister, she asked me to tell her mother. That's the only way. But try being in my position, hey, I have feelings too man! I'm not a rock solid robot! - How I wish I was an animal. Just live, eat, sleep, mate, die. That's it, all fair and square, but, thankful to live in this world without peace and a lot sins. Haha. Really. Now I know why she hated the world so much. But still. I am beginning to hate this world too, imaging it to be something dreadful like partial hell or something. I don't care whatever she thinks of me. I just want her. Sounds desperate to you? No? You're weird. Or maybe you are like me, emotionless. But then. I suddenly jerked up, I heard a low beeping of sound. My eyes widened. Quickly I grasped the button with the word written 'Emergency' and pressed it numerous times. Immediately a nurse and doctor came rushing into the room and by her bed. The nurse asked me out, quite rude, but I was feeling dumb, numb and speechless. I was praying for a miracle to happen. A really real miracle. The doctor and nurse was in there a few minutes, then more and more minutes, I started to worry, I contacted her mum, and asked her mum not to ruch to the hospital, they're doing all they can. She just said okay and hanged up. I felt sorry. I felt so many things in my mind. I do not want her to go away so fast. She's so young. Silently I prayed a prayer. A few minutes later, the doctor came out, her mother was pacing, I could hear her footsteps. He came to me with a relieved face and said, "She's fine."

I sighed and tears begun to run down my cheeks, her mother, looking at my tears, cried. I looked behind, not noticing her, then I told her, "She's fine." And put my hands on her back to calm her down. Her mum replied, "Why did you cry?"

"Tears of joy." I said. "Tears of joy." I repeated. Her mother smiled and sighed. I walked into her room. Looking at her in bed with the transparent tubes, the water pack hung on a vertical point, a transparent tube was inserted into her wrists, I saw two injectors with a bright red colour filling up on her left hand, I see a white tank with red letters bearing "Oxygen, O2". I looked down at her. She wasn't moving. Her chest was going up and down, up and down. I sat by her bed and held onto her smooth palms and whispered, "I'm really sorry about what I have done. Please forgive me. I know you hate me for whatever I said in my blog, but please, that was sometime ago, please just let it go and forgive me. I promise you I would be another man. I promise you I would be someone you'd want, the guy or man of your dreams. I promise. I'll promise to give all the love that you want, all the things that you want. Anything. Just don't leave me now, don't leave us, your parents, family, friends, please."

Then I felt a sudden jolt. It was a sharp pain stinging my chest. I grabbed my chest, but my chest was flat, so I pressed my chest to calm the pain down. It was no use. I let go off her hands, that was where I felt a grip. I stared at her, her head moved slowly, her eyes were trying to open, I stared at her eyes, my eyes were in such pitiness what I felt tears coming down again, I was crying, then I let her palm off, I saw water coming out form her eyes, I dropped to the floor, I went unconcious. I didn't feel anything.... No. Nothing. All I felt was a cold chill. And all I heard was silence.....

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Apologies

2009-10-29T06:56:00.000-07:00

Staring into the wall I sighed. My room's posters was replaced by her pictures. I feel like tearing it all down. But I can't. She's just too dear to me. We barely knew each other. But I fall head over heels for her. She was my world. She was my everything. She was my inspiration, she was my destined wife. She... is my fantasy. But I blew it all out. Stupid me. I did not think. I wrote and wrote. I felt anger in my heart, little did I know, that was the devil's plan all along. Now its up to me to solve it. I have to gain her back. No matter how hard I tried, how many years it takes, how many days of my life I think of a plan to get her back, I won't care. All I would do is try to get her back. First. It seemed hard. I thought she was someone different, which she was, but I tried to understand her by asking questions, till I hit the wrong topic, but I wanted to know the answer desperately. After all, I am, desperate for her. I'm serious. I'm so desperate I could do crazy things. She might be smiling now. She might be happy with her friends, but not me. Somewhere, someone in this world is feeling so lonely and rejected. Somewhere, someone in this world is feeling hurt, somewhere, someone in this world is crying. That would be me. I'm thinking of ways to approach her to start a new. I hope to start a new, after knowing what hell she have been through. I should have known, she's always more sensitive than me, after what she has gone through, I couldn't imagine breaking her broken heart. I really- can't. I wanna try to make it up to you. I hope you cool down and relax when I say all this. I hope you are prepared for the truth. Don't worry. It won't hurt a bit, I promise, and I promised you much more than that but I broke it. I'm now indulging in my own desperation. I'm now sulking in my own sadness, not anger. I'm so stupid, why? Why did I ever hurt you like that? Why? Why have I done this wrong to you? I am such a fool. Not you. I take back all my curses and angers against you. All of it. I do not hate you, I loved you too much. Words can't describe this feeling. This feeling of desperation and anxiety creeps up on me like an enemy. I wanna counter it, but I'm not strong enough without you. I know you have liked me first, and you've had success in getting me to love you back. Haha. Nice one. Its easy to love me. Really. You really wanna know? Just tell me you love me, once a day, tell me you miss me once a day, you'll send me sky high to Pluto. Hehe. Do please also listen to this song, What Makes You Different - Westlife. I will sing it to you if you would not mind. I would change my entire life just to be with you, that's how love can change me. Love has a deep meaning for me. When I say I love you, I mean it. When I say I miss you, I mean it too. Its okay if you don't really miss or love me. As long as you have feelings for me, I'll accept you. Now I know, I do not care. I want to be with you no matter what. I know you hate me for what I wrote. I know you hate me because I said bad things about you. I'm sorry. I did not mean it. I said it out of anger. I'm sorry, please forgive me. I know you are very sensitive, just like me. But, you are a lil more sensitivier than me. lol. :D But its okay. I like sensitive girls. :)

And as I write this things down in my journal, I hope I would put some note in every single boy, guy, man and all men around the world, treasure every girl you get, they are all different. And now all I have to do is get her back. I know it'll be awkward, I know you'll feel really weird and I know, you'll feel annoyed quickly when you hate someone. But I don't care. As long as my heart beats, you'll always be in my mind. So now I'm gonna say this. And I'm gonna repeat it many times.

I'm sorry for making you sad. I'm sorry for hurting you. I'm sorry for being a jerk. I'm sorry for being such a stupid person. I hope when you have cooled down you would take a look at this. I'm sorry for what I've done to you. I know you care for me, but you just did not show it, that is fine with me. When my heart melts, I would be fine with everything. I am now, fine with everything, just don't turn your back on me, please. I'm sorry I do not know how to make you happy. Maybe if we went out more often I would. I'm an observant person. I look at you, and I know if you're annoyed or sad, happy or cute. I'm sorry, but I need you in my life. A part of my heart left with you. A part of me was gone with you. Now certain things I do, I can't focus. I can't focus on my work, I can't focus in my sleep, I can't sleep. I dream about you. I was jogging to your house. I stood outside and noticed you were already asleep, but then your grandmother saw me. And I ran away. I ran and ran. And suddenly a car stopped me and I woke it. It was 10.30 a.m local time on the 29th of October 2009. I'm sorry for everything my dear Cindy. Sorry.

Although I know you wouldn't wanna read my blog anymore, but please. Make this your last view. All my life was revolving around a circle, now that circle is replaced by you, but you took it off. I send my apologies to you. If there is a chance for me to say I'm sorry, tell me. No matter what you would want me to do. I wouldn't mind if it is for you. No song could make me sleep except your voice, no one can make me smile or laugh except your smile, no one can change me except you, no one can make me this as except you, no one can make happy except you. I'm so sorry for everything that I have said and done. I am so sorry for all that I have said to you, I know I doubted you. It was always with me. I changed my personality. I look at you differently. You are someone different. I want to make you someone even more special than special. But you are still special to me no matter what. Do not ignore me for what I have done. I know I have done terrible things to you.

From this moment on I'm changed. I will be better for you. I will be someone you want me to be. Just say it and I will follow. I will be your number one fan! haha. :) And truly madly and deeply, I am in love with you. I know you still like me a little bit. For all that I have said to you, I am a stupid idiot. I didn't understand you well, but what do you know? Sometimes people learn the hard way. And now I did. I'm sorry. My deep apologies to you. Please, Cindy, give me a second chance.

P.s; I almost cried writing this down. I know you wouldn't care. But as information to other people, think before you talk is a powerful sentence. It can differentiate between right and wrong. I have done it the wrong way. Please forgive me and I will be someone new, someone you never knew before. And with all this, I promise I would be superbly duperbly nice to you. That's a promise.

"And most of all, I love you still Cindy. You know who you are. I hope one of your friends reads this and pursuades you to give me a chance. I really pray to God that that will happen to you. I pray to God that He'll ease your heart. I pray to God that He will make you give me a chance. I pray all this in Jesus Christ's name. Amen"

"For all you know, I love you my dear. I love you so much."
-Benjamin Wong, 2009

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2009-10-29T04:36:00.000-07:00

Dear readers,

As of this moment, the story title "The Boy in The Man" and "Naive" has been banned. :) I now know why. I'm sorry girl. Sorry. I was angry, she didn't understand the story too. The ending I was talking something good about her. But anyway.. :D have fun reading! A few more titles coming up! :)

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2009-10-29T04:21:00.000-07:00

Dear darling readers,

Sorry if I offended any of you guys in the first two stories. It was honest, yes, but. I guess I was trying to pull out the good side instead of the bad side of that somebody, even though I know she won't read this anymore. LOL. but anyways. Sorry! And please do understand the story before jumping into conclusions. :D don't worry. If thats the case, byebye story, its not important compared to you. haha. shit. crapping again. anyway. LOL! omg. I'm so sorry if I offended her about with the story.. :( xD sorry..hehehe. damn. xD lol!. i know i shud have not asked her to read while posting "The Boy in The Man." xD LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL... SORRRYYYY!!! OMFFG. this is frikking screwed up. lawl. xD anyway. sorry. if she or her family ever reads this ever again. lol.. haha. its like a nigth mare to her, my hairs are creeping up. lol. shit. f***.. lol.sorry mates. sorry. I'll delete that post. :)

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Baby Cries.

2009-09-17T08:15:00.000-07:00

Dear Fellow Readers,

In conjunction with my birthday, I am proud to release to you, my dear readers the story of my life. :D it will be released a week or two after my birth date. So watch out for it! And please do remember do post comments on whether you liked the story or not. I do not only write science fiction stories, I am thinking of love stories too. So I will keep myself posted on this.

Have a great day ahead readers!
Author.

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Coma

2009-09-17T08:09:00.000-07:00

I felt her hand touching mine, it seemed weird, I tried to open my eyes but I can't seem too, no matter how hard I tried I couldn't. My head was throbbing so hard I could almost faint at the spot. There were so many things running in my head. Where am I? What am I doing here? Why isn't my body moving when I wanted it too? Why? There were so many whys. All I could ever hear was her sweet voice. She was whispering to me, kind of like talking. I heard murmurs around. I heard someone sobbing. I heard so many voices around. It was as though I was going to die. But no. I could feel a little of my heart beating. I could not move a single muscle. My brain directs my hand to clutch hers back, but so many times I tried, it failed. My head was throbbing so hard I could not think properly. But somehow I managed to gain control of my brains and direct it to focus on something I was thinking. I could hear her voice saying, "Rod, you'll be alright. I know you would. Please open your eyes, I know you could hear me. Please. You have to. I don't want your life to be wasted. Please. Just open your eyes, look me in the eyes and say you are alive. Please?" She kept on repeating herself and I was trying so hard to open my mouth to speak back but it was all. Failures. I felt something covering my mouth up to my nose, it felt like plastic, just a nice fitting around my mouth up to my nose. I felt little pain on my arms, I couldn't see anything, my eyes was refusing to open, even though I have tried numerous times. I lied down, that was what I knew. I was lying down, somewhere, but I couldn't make out where. As I was thinking of all this, I heard a lot of voices, I started to panic as her voice has long stopped. My heart starts to beat rapidly, my eyes was moving around in darkness, trying to seek out the girl with that sweet voice. Who was she? Where did she went? I started to open my mouth a little bit. I heard beeping sounds to my left. It beeped. Beeped. Then suddenly the beeping increased into a motion of irregular beats. I could hear so many things going on. But unable to catch or imagine what it was like. I could hear the rumbling of what was that called. Thunder? Wait. What is my name? Did she said Rod? Rod? That's my name? Oh god, this headache is killing me. I remained still. I didn't know whether it was dark or bright, I did not know whether it was still in the year 2009 or was it 2015. I did not know. So many people had come up to my ears and say all kinds of things. I felt so weird. I felt as though it was all a torturing dream. Some evil demon might have brought me here once I was dead. Wait. Dead? Am I really dead? Then why aren't I seeing God? Or Heaven? Or the worst ever, Hell? Why is my eyes closed and I can't even open them up? I was some what terrified. I can't move a single muscle in my body. I felt so warm at times and sometimes I felt cold too.

I was too tired to think and I think I fell asleep. Suddenly I felt someone touching my palm, holding it tightly. I heard her voice again. It seemed so familiar to me. But I have searched again and again inside, deep inside my brains and I have found nothing related to her.. She started to mumble about us, what we have been through, what we have done together it felt weird, I didn't understand half of her story. I did not even understand what she was talking about although I knew she was speaking English, it felt like she was speaking some other language. An alien or something. Then she told me this, "Do you not remember? The day you came into my apartment and brought a bouquet of flowers, with the sweetest poem I have ever known? Do you not remember Rod?" she was saying with a sob. I was wondering why she was sobbing. "Do you not know Rod? How much I loved you?"

I stunned. Who is this lady saying she loved me? Where the hell am I? Dream world? With what she said I struggled to gain control of my entire body. I struggled for a moment to open my eyes. I couldn't at first but I kept on trying. And kept on trying. Her voice was still lingering around my ears. I struggled again. I shrug and tried to move my fingers. I felt them moving a little. She was still next to me, whispering this, "I have to go now." I did not really understand that, but it seemed like she was going to leave to somewhere else. I tried even harder. Suddenly I felt a burst of adrenaline rushing into my entire body, my eyes flung opened and my fingers stretched itself and I felt my whole body was moving and my heart was pounding hard on my rib cage. I looked around, there were no ceilings, all I see was beds, curtains, strange things all around me and I saw a lady next to me, she was staring me in the eyes and not saying a word. I stared back at her and she started to have water coming out of her eyes. I did not know what to say. I kept staring at her in her eyes and that was where the flash back starts.

It started when we were friends and we met at our work place. We were fast friends and we went out so often. I remembered I use to dream of her every night, and in every dream in every night it was so romantic and sweet. I remembered the time when I asked her to be my girlfriend when we were about twenty five years old- she was the same age as me, and how our relationship started for five years and did not end just there. We got married when she said she was getting older and older. So we got married and then we continued our relationship as husband and wife till today. Every moment we kissed it send chills through my spine and everytime we hold hands I felt our love is unbreakable. Then I remember now, my name is Rodney Jackson. I am 36 years old and I am currently CEO of Biogen. Biogenetic engineering. My corporation has developed so many new types of biogenetics and we have successfully cloned animals. But it wasn't for humans. For five years now, inspired by the novel written by Michael Crichton, Jurassic Park, we were making it a reality. The DNA was bought for five billion dollars. My corporation was making millions every year and almost thousands every month. Then an accident left me at the hospital bed for few months, then years..

I am now still in my company and we have now officially opened Jurassic Park.

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Clash of The Ancients.

2009-09-11T01:51:00.000-07:00

The silence in the woods kept me awake, i heard no crickets, i held onto my sword, a one and a half meter long sword. i lay down in the silence of the forest, the fire burning right next to me. I kept silent, holding onto my sword i lay perfectly still waiting if there is any ambush. Silently i closed my eyes, just before i closed my eyes i heard the dead leaves rustled. I sprang to my feet with my sword drawn. One hand I was holding a sword, strapped to my back was my Bow, my other hand was holding a light armor shield, made out of one hundred percent iron.

"What do you want?" I questioned him.
He was wearing a ninja suit, covered all till his eyes while I was just an average swords-bowman. He kept silent and took out two one meter length daggers. I froze. He jumped up and pointed his dagger at me, I felt small but somehow I raised my shield above my head. I heard the clash of steel on iron. Sparks flew out. I pushed back my shield on him, he jumped backwards, withdrawing his dagger and looking at it, it snapped, a small piece of his dagger. His eye brows went to angry. He threw the broken piece of dagger and took out stars. Five pointed sharp ends that could, if thrown in a special way flew and could stab somewhat two inches deep. I got back to my senses just in time when he threw four at me. I ducked and jumped. One sliced threw arm. I screamed.

"Ahh! Shit!" I shouted.
Dashing at him with anger and hatred, I ran, zig-zagging my way through and finally reached him, he was shocked and surprised. But it was too late for him, my sword dashed into his chest. Blood came out from his chest and then his mouth, his suit was bloodied. His lips poured fresh red blood, his suit covering his head becomes red. His eyes bloat with surprise, he drops his dagger and falls dead on the ground. I breathe heavily. Gasping for my breath. That was adrenaline pumping. That happened six days ago. My first kill while guard dutying. Now, with hundreds and hundreds of soldiers, armed swordsman and archers, battering rams, knights, phalanxes, trebuchets, magnoels, elitespearman and hundreds and thousands of allies. I stood in front of my battalion. I was an elite spearman. I like hand to hand combat, and sometimes i like ranged attack. Fifty yards away from us lay thousand and thousands of enemy soldiers, the Saracens tribe. Their camel mounted infantry made them the most fearsome enemies of all. Inspired by Spartan lengedary, King Leonidas and his 300 men defeated hundreds and thousands of Persians before they perished in battle, we took the legend as a morale effort to raise our armies own morale. And now, standing before the enemies who assassinated my father, the King of my tribe, the Crusaders tribe. "We fight for honor and freedom. We fight for what is ours and what we share. We do not server anyone but our King. We are now official crusaders. We are the guardians of freedom and honor and peace." I gave a morale boost to my soldiers.

A camel mounted soldier approached us, he took out a scroll and read it out loud, "We, the Saracens of Earth, boasts of our pride in camel warriors and in massive quantities of militia. Surrender and we will provide you with all the wealth you need. We will spare your families, we will spare your kind."

"We do not serve Persian-wannabes! We do not want your wealth. We do not need your wealth. We need our honor and freedom. Nothing else." I answered back. Just then, a spear flew from my massive army and struck the man on his chest. He drops dead on the field.

"Yeah!" we all screamed.
"Today is where we gain victory lads! Today is where we fight and win!"
"Yeah!" my soldiers screamed.
"CHARGE!!!!" I screamed, running towards our enemies. It was five to one. They have millions of armies, we have thousands, but we have the courage and skill, they have the numbers.

The sound of iron on iron clashing, the sounds of arrows whizzing, the sounds of screaming soldiers towards death. Spears flew past us and stabs our men, arrows flew and stab a soldier in his head. Another arrow stabbed my men in his eyes. A spear hit another soldier's skull, it pierced through his skull and stuck to the ground. He never had the time to even scream. We clashed and clashed. The remaining thousands of enemy soldiers retreated. The camel mounted soldiers flee the deserted battlefield. We stood and sighed in relief. We won the battle. The battle which involved millions of soldiers. We lost thousands of men, but before they died, they brought down more with them. It went from five to one, ten to one to fifteen to one. I myself killed almost a hundred enemy militias. It was the most spectacular war ever. We thought it was over when the remaining enemy militias fled the battlefield, deserting their weapons and shields then ran and ran. We stood there with victory in our hands. Victory by killing thousands of enemy in our hands.

We thought we won. We thought they ran back to their king begging for reinforcements. Then suddenly we saw, magicians, sorcerers, archers with bows which looked rather larger than them. Infantries with spears and half length shields, they were what we call them, Elite Magespearman. They not only use their spear, but with magic and sorcery, they could make the spear filled with damages, and not just any damages, it was filled with bolts of lightning. Some were fire. We regrouped after seeing their magicians. Slowly we back, slowly we retreated. I summoned my own priests and archers, archers which shoot arrows with fire, which blesses the arrow with death. Which equips shields with blesses that would protect the holder. Our magicians could summon thunderbolts of thousand times. Each time they summon a bolt it could hit a maximum five hundred times. Instantly killing the enemy.

They stood in front of each other. One of my magicians whispered a saying, "Spimakriataliousshicktadobumareasun!"
Suddenly there were lightning bolts coming from the skies, in massive quantities, the enemies magicians screamed for their magical protection but it all failed. Just then, we heard arrows whizzing. It was too late, we watched in horror as our magicians covered themselves with arrows.
"FIRE THE ARROWS NOW!" I screamed.

The arrows flew past us, we delivered a lethal shot to them, it was deadly. They didnt have the time to run nor cast any spell. Both side of magicians died. That was where the magicians, the last kind of magicians died and their legacy was not continued. It has never been written down in history, nor has any of our soldiers said a word. It was the clash of the ancients.

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Highlights!

2009-08-30T05:44:00.000-07:00

Dear readers,

The highlights of the blog for the following month is Man, Lady In the Green Skirt, Matter, Havoc: Episode 1: The Introduction, Colonel Seiss and Alone.

To view each of the stories, just simply look to your right, under the "Blog Archive" tab, choose your desired title and click it.

Thanks for reading readers. :D

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Smoking.

2009-08-25T07:23:00.000-07:00

First of all, this story is rated PG 18. Thanks for your viewing.

"This isn't a romantic movie at all. No. This is about what happened to me, really. No fiction at all. No. Shall I begin?" he asked.
"Okay. Here it goes." he said and stared on the audiences, clears his throat and blinked his eyes, trying to speak. Then he clams down.
He took out a piece of paper and said,"Well. Hello everyone. Surprising seeing so many people here. I'm gonna get into the point. Today's speech is about smoking. As we all know, smoking is hazardous to health, so hazardous to health that it could take lives, it was like an angel of death, awaiting the person to fall ill and then instantly grasping hold of the soul and leaves earth without much word. Smoking are influenced by peers, mates, buddies, friends and what more best friends. So as we all know it, smoking actually causes cancer, and to most of you, not only lung cancer, it could cause lips cancer, bone cancer and more other types of diseases." he said and chuckled. "I'm standing here today to tell you a story, it isn't the kind you would get at ordinary bookshelves. No. Absolutely no. If you ever find one tell me. I'll sue the writer. Okay. I'm telling you this because it is very important, quit smoking. Its not a good way of health. It bad. Its really bad when you smoke with your friends. I'm sure you all heard about second hand smoking? Yeah. That's even worst than smoking. Well, my first question for today! Show me some hands who smokes, no seriously, nothing would happen, no harm done, promised, cross my heart. Really."

"Oh wow. That's a lot. Okay. So, this story is not about you guys kay, here's the story." he said and paused for a moment, took a deep breath and finally told his story. Here's how it goes.

"I was at the age of sixteen or seventeen. I skipped school much, preferred to stay as a lazy boy. I hung out with friends and all, skipping classes, schools, went to parties, malls, cyber cafes, and guess what, I'll beat you in Dota. Seriously. Well, as you know we smoked, the four of us. While escaping one day, we saw three girls skipping school. So we decided to follow them. James, not his real name aight, was the one who introduced to us the word and thing called cigarette. He had a negative background where his father was did illegal smuggling and trading. James told us that it clears our mind, he stole one from his father and smoked. And he said it helps us clear your mind from your problems and makes us all feel invincible and as though heroes. And Dicky, not his real name too, took the first shot. He inhaled it in a few seconds and coughed it all out, we all laughed. Dicky too had a bad background, his parents are divorced. Jackie, not his real name either took the second shot and the same thing happened to him. Jackie's family was torned apart. His father was a wanted criminal, his mum left his father when he was seven. And now this. His dad became aggresive too and that was one of the reasons why she left him. Me? I took the last shot, I knew it was wrong, but who gives a shit? My mum works all day, my dad comes home at one a.m. My mum works till eleven and guess what, I'm getting an allowance of six hundred per month. I do not like it. Nope, not at all. All I want was some attention, instead they treated me with something else. I took a smoke and inhaled it deeply, being a novice, I choked and coughed it all out. I felt a little warmness on my throat, it tickled me and I blurped it out and coughed. We laughed at each other and since then after school we started smoking, even when we could find free time we smoked. And we met with four hot girls from our school, well they seemed pretty to us. They were Jessica, Veronica, Melody and Christina. We don't really know Christina, she did not like smokers so we didn't really bother her much. But the three were hot. Chics. Really." he said and smiled to himself.

"Oh sorry. Drifted away. Anyway. Well you see, the seven of us smoked like a hell lot. Like hell lot. We could smoke four to seven times a day. Yeap. One box in one day. Cigarettes ain't that cheap anymore you all know right? So yeah, we turned to robbery. We robbed a 'mamak' first. Yeah. The seven of us. We robbed the 'mamak' of its cigarettes and one thousand cash. Obviuosly we sold half the cigarettes for a lower price but we still got profit, its not ours. We would take walks in the night and visit restaurants to sell out cigarettes. After that, we would buy new cigarettes. We were couples, obviously, I found eye contact with Jessica. Oh, that pretty lady. Well, as negatively brought us teenagers, we indulged in you know what, sex. Yes. I'm not afraid to say it, its the past. I'll admit it. Really. But seriously, do not try this. Really. Keep your religion and do not try this. Never. Till you get married of course. Well. So we did. It was fun at first. We went to James's house as his parents aren't always home. They're always out, working. We skipped Fridays, soemtimes. And we would have done it by noon. So yeah. I'm not gonna explain in detail but yeah. After doing that we smoked and it went from once a week to a few times a week and to regularly. James, being a pornographic watcher told us about ways to have sex, so it became more fun for us, you know, sixteen year olds. Yeah. And we all dumbly believed him and followed." he said and sighed.

"Well. The bad news came in one day. Jessica was pregnant, I always thought of what are the odds of her getting pregnant. Well, it was answered. I went into almost shock. I couldn't believe my ears. I finally told James, calmly he answered me and said, oh just get an abortion man! I was like okay. I decided not to do an abortion. I decided to take responsibilities. I decided to keep the baby. Jessica being herself knows how to cover it all up. Yeah, she covered it for six months. And on and off she went to school after that, I was always with her. Her parents did not know of anything. Yeah. Nothing. After she was pregnant, I started to fear sex, yeah. haha. but we didn't stop smoking even though I knew it was bad for her. I tried to stop her from smoking but she keep insisting that she wanted to follow me smoke, or accompany me to smoke, even though I strongly objected it, but oh, after one hour of argument I shunned and kept silent, she won. I loved her. Didn't want to break her heart. Finally, when we were nineteen, Jessica passed out during work, her employer admitted her into the hospital. We have already expected our baby, thanks to James's father. She was rushed into the hospital and she dialled my number as an emergency number. I rushed to the hospital." he said and stared at everyone, all attentively listening to his story and paused. "You all need a break?"

"No.." came the answers.
"Okay. I went to see the doctor and he was a nice man. A very nice man. The doctor told me the hurtful words. I'm sorry, she's diagnosed with lung cancer, ovary cancer, cervical cancer, leukemia, breast cancer and brain cancer. I'm sorry. The moment I heard those words my world fell. We were saving up for an apartment where we could live together and probably get married the very next year. The doctor also said that her lungs weren't functioning at a hundred percent, but merely ten. My eyes turned red, my body felt like it was aching, my head was spinning, I felt awkward. I passed out. All I remember was I loved my girlfriend and wife very much. The doctor told me also that thank goodness our daugther was not diagnosed with diseases. Yeah, thank goodness. Finally she passed away at the age of twenty, seven days after her birthday, and fighting to survive for a month. I cried non stop for months and months, day and night, my daugther didn't know as I cried silently in my room, silently I regretted smoking with her. I regretted having sexual intercourse when we were so young, but I felt thankful for my daugther. My world plunged into a world of misery and hopelessness, useless. Then one day when my daughter went to kindergarten, I stared at the cigarette box and threw it all around the house. I was pissed. Pissed at cigarettes who caused the death of a loved one. Then suddenly with tears I collected them, memories of Jessica and me flashed back. I packed the cigarette boxes and then sold them all for a heavy price. With that money I paid all I owned to James's father, but being so close with them, he gave me a 50% discount, another nice man in an evil body. I bought food and clothes and toys for Sara. She was 2 years old. Oh yeah, she is a girl. I rented the apartment that Jessica and I had already rented a year ago. I worked my way up from there. And now, I;m telling you, cigarettes ain't my friends anymore. They're my enemy. They ain't here to clear your mind of problems, no, they're here to unleash another hell on you. Its a slowly murderous murderer. Get what I meant? Yeah, but you know, I love Sara a lot, my daugther. She looks exactly like her mum don't she? Everyone says she's beautiful, yeap, I agree, definitely, her mum's beautiful face. I'm thirty nine now and she's nineteen. Ain't kids beautiful? They are if you treat them with what they are like themselves, do not force them no matter what. Stay healthly people. Stay away from cigarettes. It could cost not your life, I quit smoking. It was hard at first but yeah. I did that the hard way you know? I worked all hard while Sara was playing by herself at the corner, I still remember. I'm still young. One last point, do not take cigarettes. It kills. In behalf of my wife, I'm saying this. Stay away from cigarettes at all costs. If you have already been addicted, try the rehabilitation centres and you wouldn't regret. You don't want to watch your loved one die do you? Don't be me. Stay as healthy as possible and live happily ever after, yeah they do exist."

"THANKS! I LOVE YOU DADDY!"
"Yeah I love you too." he said and smiled.

*Note:The above story is absolutely fiction and does not involve anyone, dead or alive. The story is 100% copyrighted and should not be reproduced in any form by any means possible. Thank you and enjoy reading.

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New Update!

2009-08-21T02:34:00.000-07:00

This story revolves around a serial killer. Here's some insight on the story! :D

"Stalking his prey or his victim for hours in a day and probably in days, following every inch his victim was walking through, he selects his victims and preys as he desires, eyeing his victim wherever his victims goes, carefully and silently he stalks, as though he was an assassin, like a predator, locking on his target like an Apache AH-64D helicopter hovers and locks on its target miles and miles away, he stalks his prey within meters away, to not lose track of his victim. When the time was right, he strikes, with a deafening and silent blow, his prey falls, that's not the end of it....."

WELL! I have said too much. xD Read it and be captivated by the mind of a serial killer.
Step into their minds and see how they are picky, ruthless, mean humans on earth.

Most of all, enjoy reading! :D

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Update

2009-08-16T07:54:00.000-07:00

I'm sorry to inform that the title "The Truth" is canceled. :( xD Anyways, enjoy reading! :D

Edit: As you can see, new stories are UP UP UP! :D The New Stories are Havoc-Episode 1: The Introduction, Alone and A Lost Friend?. :) Again, thanks for reading and my apologies to The Truth. :p

Edit II: The first post was 'Sister'. In the post 'Sister', I said that the name of this blog is [Scriptures in My Life' and I'm here to announce the new official name for this new blog. I hereby declare [Stories] an official blog. Thank you reader for reading my blog. :)

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Havoc-Episode 1: The Introduction

2009-08-16T03:10:00.002-07:00

"Hello this is 911, may I help you?"
"Yes! Yes! Help me. I need an ambulance right now, something's wrong with my father, he's turning pale, his eyes are turning red, please I need an ambulance now, my mother is out, my sisters have gone to dance class, please!" the girl's voice screamed through the phone. All the operator heard after that was just pure horror, the girls' voice screaming for help saying this, "Dad, don't eat me Dad, no, please, argh! Dad no." and the screams then silence.

Within minutes, SWAT team, Fire Department, Ambulances and the military arrived at the scene, all they heard was low growls and the house was in a mess. It was in the night of July in the year 2012. As the SWAT and military secures the house, the house suddenly blackouts. The soldiers and SWAT teams used their flashlights.

"Team Bravo, move left side, cover our flank, Team Charlie, move forward, prepare for bust in, Team Delta, back up Charlie, Alpha, cover house perimeter."
"Roger."
"Roger that."
"Affirmative."
"Lock and load sir."
"Okay. Operation Rescue is a go. Prepare for action gents."
"On my mark, three, two, one, Charlie go go go!"

The sounds of the door breaking and a low growl shrieked. Followed by sounds of machine gun fire and sub machine gun fire.

"Sssir, need back up sir. Right now. ahh. Help me. Argh!!"
"Just calm yourself down Mr. Jones, we can help you. Sir, stand down or we will shoot. Sir?" the SWAT officer's final words, "Ah no, Sir, get away what the fuck? Oh my gawd. Alex! No not Alex! David cover me while I get Alex, ah fuck its on me. Shoot it gawddammit! ah fuck! ah shit. ah ah." And the echo sounded.
"Back up sir! Back up! I repe..ahh"
"Holy shit, Jameson! Chuck? Ah.. what did you do to Chuck? Mr Jones? Holy FUCK! Ah.. Jessica Jones stop it, ahh.. shit. fuck. fuck. oh man no. not me.. Ssir, ne..need...ba..ckk.upp..sirr"
"Bravo move in, Delta feedback."
"Bravo here, I think we lost Charlie sir. And Delta needs immediate help."
"Alpha here, nobody escaped the perimeter. They're still inside."
"Roger. Get me Commander Luc. Now. Double time soldier."
"Affirmative sir."
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"Holy shit. Sir. Bravo here. We need ambulances this instance, Charlie and Delta down sir. I repeat, Charlie and Delta down. Kim and Dave, check the upper floors, Derek and Justin, kitchen. Donald and Jean secure front door, Jason and Pete follow Kim and Dave. You, Sean, follow me, we're covering the entire house. Move it."
"Sir yes sir."
"What the hell happened here man, all I heard was gun shots and screams, shit, this house is full of blood. Any idea what's going on here? Sean? Sean?"
"Yeah."
"Where the hell you went, cover me you asshole."
"So..Sorry sir. Yes sir."
"Aw shit. Jessica Jones. What the hell? Why's there blood on her mouth? This family's cannibals eh?" Jerry said and chuckled.
"Okay. Let's get the fuck out of here. Everyone, pull back. I repeat, pull back, retreat back into the truck."
"Sir, I'm rescuing Chuck. He seems alive. And Jameson too. Together with ahhh....Oh fuck why the hell you did that. Ahhh. shit noo."
"Kim, Dave, Jason and Pete, get down ans assist them now! GO!"
"Yes sir."
"Ahh shit. Derek? Justin? You guys there?" Dave shouted. No answer. "Hello?"

Absolute silence. The remaining SWAT members were not found. The next morning investigators, FBI, CIA, police, army, SWAT and teams of merceneries were at the house. No bodies were found.

"Welcome to NewsNetworks. Today, what we see here in the housing estate of Beverly Hills, we witnessed a horrific crime that killed twenty five SWAT members and two civilians. The bodies were never found. Authorities today said that Beverly Hills is now closed until further notice. No reporters were allowed into the house, but what we see here is probably blood, and there are lots of it. News reporter Helen McGal today said the scene of the murder was horrific, there were blood all around the house, drag marks and blood stains all over the house. There were no signs of foul play and authorities ruled it to be the worst murders ever in history. The bodies of all twenty five SWAT members and the two civilians, Mr Jones and her youngest daughter Jessica were not found at the scene. It is believed that all twenty seven of them died and some else took their bodies away. Folks and people fo Beverly Hills, please be aware of your neighbours. This is NewsNetworks reporting., Thank you."
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"Commander Luc? Lieutenant Banks here. Did the R-virus escaped? How could this happen? I thought you had the R-virus contained?"
"Yes. But you see, sometimes people get greedy. Like Mr Jones, that selfish bastard, who wants the R-virus for? Money. It can be sold at millions of millions of euro my friend. And we've sold one to LifeSavers Corporation for a whopping sixty seven million euros. See the cash flow? Next, China's gangsters have placed sixty one million euros for one of it. Next is SSIA. Yeap. Security Surveillance Intelligence Agency. They wanted it for a remodelling of their latest camera systems and required the R-virus to reanimate the scenes in HD mode, yes, High Definition mode. LifeSaver's Corporation wanted it to cure cancer. Well you should know Lieutenant. Dr. Isaacs invented it. So there's nothing you could do. Soon, the entire world would be reanimated. But we have a containment centre, don't worry, its a secured base far off the Nevadas. Hahah. Yeah, high tech security systems, day and night monitoring, advanced robotics to do the security and all those shit. Hahah."
"No. It was written in the Terms and Condition, it stated clearly, NO FOREIGN OR DOMESTIC TRADE OR WHATSOEVER!"
"Didn't you receive the latest update Lieutenant? It was taken down by ASRL yesterday and said that the virus was stable. For the moment." Commander Luc answered and laughed.
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Zombies covered the entire region of New York City, several states and some countries like Europe and the Middle East. The sound of gun shots and grenades could be heard from a distance. Jag, Dick, Adam, Tracey, Amy, Jane, Charlie, Benjamin, Muthu and Serenity were on their way to college on the bus when they reached college to find everyone running away. They exited the bus and to their horror they see people with blood on their mouths were running towards them, Dick, his nickname, his full name is Dickson, Dick quickly asked everyone to run away. Muthu being too afraid stunned there and did not move. He tried to run away but failed, all he said was, "Hel...helpp..." and then "Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Muthu was eaten alive by the zombies. The rest of them hopped into someone's car and drove back to Jag's house. Jag took out weapons and ammunition.

"What the hell is this Jag?" Amy asked.
"Well, you don't wanna die a virgin do you?" Jag answered smiling.
"Urgh no." Amy replied.
"Gear up people. We have incoming." Adam said. Gun clocks.

*Note: The story above is totally fiction and does not involve anyone, dead or alive and the cities involved are fiction and does not apply to real life.

Colonel Seiss.

2009-08-16T03:10:00.001-07:00

"Make use of your weapon or fall prey for it." The sentence kept replaying in my mind. "Yes I can do it!" I screamed and my friends looked at me. "Whoops." I said, shyly.

"Alright people. Today's the day. Battle day. Get your weapons and be here at zero five hundred hours. I want them cleaned up, nice and shiny, no oily sticky shit on it, no, nothing, you understand me?!"
"Sir, we get you, sir!"
"Go, go, go ladies." Commanding Officer Jake shouted.

The sound of boots thumping on the tarred road, the sound of magazines clipping and guns clocking. I looked at my team and wondered, what if we won? What if we were the best battalion? What if we were the best infantry squadron? What if we were promoted to Robotics and Reconnaissance? That would be cool. Two years into the terrorist war we earned ourselves each, an honor badge, we took down ten enemy hideouts, over two hundred dead terrorist, over one hundred captured and we have gotten six of their most wanted terrorists. That badge gave us an extra load, we are now an elite sniper team. We are elite sniper team, elite weaponry division, elite anti-terrorist squad, elite hunt-n-kill team. That goes with our team name, Team Alpha Wolfs.

"Sir! Team Alpha Wolfs, 136th Infantry Battalion Army, reporting for duty sir." I registered myself.
"Welcome Corporal Seiss. Do you know why you are here?"
"Erm, with this people, no sir."
"That explains all. You all are here for an extensive practice so that you all, after the completion of this course, would get you a rank, Colonel."
There were whispers.
"Now SILENCE soldiers. You are not in a political meeting, you are in a formal military meeting! And as you know, serving as Colonel, you would get yourselfs an extra pay of 40% higher and a home to stay at the Ex-military housing estate, where soldiers with the ranks Commander, General, Colonel, Level Three Pilots and more higher ranks to stay there. Well. Good luck for your test. Dismiss."

Oh shit. The training was torturing. What I liked most was the shooting trainings. It was down to earthly freaking fun. I'd prefer an M4A03. A sniper rifle. Classic military style. Still. That was then. Now is now.

The explosion almost made me deaf. I ducked down an through a small hole I saw the enemy advancing, they look as though they were invincible. I looked to my left and my junior, Private Hanks was shivering all over. "Get your nerves straight soldier and get back into battle." Looking to my right I saw Sergeant Hicks, "Sergeant, machine gun, here now." He looked at me and said, "Sir, yes sir." I got hold of his M249 machine gun, dubbed the 'Para Machine Gun'. I fitted it in through the hole and fired aimlessly. All I heard was the machine gun fire and people screaming in pain. The I told Private Hanks, "Private! Grenade! Now!" He looked at me and shiveringly took his M67 grenade and threw out of our bunker. All we heard were an explosion and sounds of blood splatter. I removed the M249 Para and peeked, nobody left, all there's left were bodies, weapons, bones, flesh, fresh blood, hands, legs, torso, everything you could see from a human, its as though it is an encyclopedia, but torn off? I looked up at my soldiers faces and laughed. They looked at me as though I was a lunatic, somewhat crazy psychotic man killing enemies for the laugh of it. Then I turned to them and said this, "Its over boys, let's go. Job done. Mission accomplished. Well done." And smiled.

That was at the Middle East. We were transferred to somewhere North, the location, classified. We were at the houses, camping and so-called spying on our target for a week plus, possibly two weeks or more. The thirty man squadron was controlled by me. I was the one in charge. I sent one squad to cover our asses in case of an ambush, one squad of ten men. Another ten was watching the enemies as they go on their daily activities. Two men with AK-47s, walks out and in, and out and in, they were on guard duty. A few men were seen on strategic locations for anti-tank positions, on window panes, and we see a few people on the roof, probably with a SATCOMs to receive orders from their superior.

Finally after two weeks of monitoring the enemy we attacked, we actually ambushed them. I crawled nearby where the enemies were guarding and threw a flash grenade. All I heard was "poof" and then "tiiiiiiiiiii." Yeah, deafening, after I did that, I jumped in and opened fired, followed by my reinforcements of Privates, Corporals, Sergeants, Sergeant Majors and Officer Cadets. We, the thirty of us barged in and fired on any enemies we see. Suddenly I heard a familiar sound. It made me think back of my past, where it haunted me till now.

-Two years ago-

"Jack! Move it Jack! Clear off the place!"
"What? I can't hear you? What? Seiss? Are you there? Seiss?"
"Get off from there! NOW! HURRY UP!"
"Oh. okay."

It was too late. I heard the sound of the barrages of missiles coming, louder and louder, and then right before my eyes I saw Jack, my best buddy in the army, I had known him since high school, we were close friends, and the sound of artillery warheads flew past my head, I saw everything in slow motion, the seconds the artillery warheads flew past me, the seconds I saw the building crumbling, the seconds I saw Jack trying to run out, and the seconds when it detonated, right after he left the front door of the United Nations Building in the Middle East, and then all I saw was bright lights and I saw my best mate, Jack, looking at me horrifically and the I saw him blast to millions of pieces. I was Corporal. He was Sergeant Major, due to be 2nd Lieutenant after our easy mission, to clear out the UN Building at a classified location. I saw him with my very own eyes, I saw his girlfriend, Jessica flashing back into my mind, I broke down and cried on the very spot. The whole building crumbled. The explosion was so powerful, I was standing 20 yards away and was thrown off for almost another 27yards. I landed with a crash and from 47 yards all I see was fire, smoke, debris, pieces of Jack, pieces of Martin, pieces of Adam and pieces of Captain Dick. I could not help myself but sobbed. And till this day, I felt regret as I did not dare to move in to pull Jack or my other friends away, but Colonel Buck said this, "Its not your fault Seiss, we serve in the army and this is what we are prepared to do. Its not your fault. Don't blame it on you. We have lost four most important soldiers in your command, you are next in line soldier, make it your best squad."

And from that day on, I was sent to Operation Col. Which simply means Colonel in short. I was selected, finished the entire course, and now I'm a Colonel. Together we had a lot of missions, one by one I took out the enemy out of revenge, I stayed at the Middle East for another three years.

And now here.

As I heard the artillery shells coming, I commanded all my soldiers out of the enemy building and get a 50yards shelter right now. I selected Private Hicks, Private Hinton, Private Nick, Corporal Sean and Sergeant Doc. The six of us went in and took out as many enemies as we can, and suddenly I felt the entire building shaked. We tried to run, I heard explosions, my mind raced for an escape route, I found one, the front door.

"THE DOOR! THE DOOR!" I screamed. The five of them ran past me, looking behind I saw three enemies running towards me, weapons on their hand but not firing, I turned and ran. We escaped. All of us suffered serious injuries, the three enemies were captured, one of them asked me, "Why didn't you shoot?"
"I looked at him and said, I have no heart, you weren't gonna shoot me. Why should I open fire?"
"Well, you did ambushed us." he replied.
I was amazed by his language. "How did you know English?"
"Oh I'm a translator."
"Ah." I said.

I had serious injuries and was decomissioned. But it was all worth it. There were less battle already, my squad became a testing squad, we tested new weapons, vehicles, ammunition, missiles and more. Now the challenges I found is at the Military College. Where I teach tips and tricks and how to be alert of different kinds of sounds. It wasn't that bad. I had my leg completely amputated by the explosion, I had an artificial arm, and two of my ribs are replaced with titanium, to avoid rust.

"And that's how my father, Seiss McWoods been through in his life. Thank you."

*Note:The above story is absolutely fiction and does not involve anyone, dead or alive. The story is 100% copyrighted and should not be reproduced in any form by any means possible. Thank you and enjoy reading.

Regards, the Author

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Apologies

2009-08-13T03:39:00.001-07:00

I'm sorry to announce that the release of Broken-ed and Lady in The Green Skirt would be postphoned as I am currently busy with my studies and well, some other stuff too. :p enjoy reading!

Regards, the Author

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Alone

2009-08-12T07:50:00.000-07:00

"I feel as though my life has never existed, sometimes I feel as though I would rather be not on earth, but when I think of other people around the world in a worst case scenario, I change my mind, I feel emotional sometimes, who doesn't?

I feel happy at times, I keep my feelings deep inside, inside of me, it seemed infinity, I have little friends, yet I know so many names, I have ideas, but no one to express it to, I have creativity, but no one seems to appreciate it, I have thoughts of this and that, and nobody supported me, I have feelings, don't I?

I feel ups and downs, and when I'm down, the negative side of me rushes in, as though I'm another planet, and the rivers are just waiting to drown me with their powerful waters, I feel as though I have no one to turn to, I think that when my friends are around me, it seemed priceless, yet to them its just another bunch of friends.

Why then was I sent here? Why then was I sent down to earth to do nothing but remain all alone? Why then was I created? Why then do I add people I know?

I need to express my feelings, but yet I have nobody to do so, I feel as though I'm the only one on earth here, like a shadow, covering every movement, only noticeable when the sun is high.

Sometimes I feel as though I am here for a purpose, I can't save myself, but I can save others. I feel...lonely. I need company, every time I tried searching, my searching seemed endless, it seemed as though my search was never gonna end.

How I wished I could be more like a normal human. I have no idea why I am like this, maybe you could tell me why? Please? As I sat and wrote this down, tears begun flowing from my eyes, I feel warm on my cheeks, I feel saltiness on my lips, I feel as though I am. Alone?

Giving me their attention when I am not needed, leaving me all confused and lost when they have someone better to talk to, I feel as though I am like a soft toy, I feel used, but do I say it? No. I keep it deep within my heart, locked with a code nobody knows, and would open it only when I am feeling totally down. Like now.

Sometimes I feel as though I am not appreciated, I know I have done wrongs, who has not? I know what I have done, but could not people just be like me? Am I being selfish or just honestly weird? Friends I consider best friends did not turn out good. They call me when they are bored, they call me when they have nothing to do, and they leave me when there is nothing left to say or do.

Now? I am ready with this friend of mine, a nice cool little plastic toy, as I refer it too, its design seemed for a purpose, there was a lock on it, I pressed it and out came a holder. It felt cold and I touched with all my feelings, I aimed it up on my soft skull and was ready to pull it, but before I post this. Good luck in your life everybody, I am a liability in life. Goodbye.

Signed by,
Me."

A Lost Friend?

2009-08-12T05:52:00.000-07:00

"Three years have passed. It felt like twenty generations. I could not believe it, the times when we were chatting so happily over the phone, the times we laughed while on windows live messenger, the times we went out for lunch and tea together, all just lost? Disappeared as though I was nothing to her? That's hurting. Really. I mean, seriously, like hell. Yeah. Have you ever gone through that? No? Yes? Maybe? Not sure? You'd better slow down on your life and check out the possible friendships you could establish with people. I sat there and thought of our moments together, hold it, I...I..mean hold on, am..I.in love with her? Oh hell no. I could not have loved her, why should I? she already have a boyfriend and so happily chit chatting and holding hands, while I became their driver. Yeah. Could you keep this a secret? We went out a lot times without her boyfriend knowing. Haha. I liked it when she snuck out of the house just to grab some time to go out with me and have tea, in the middle of the night. How cute she looked when she fretted, how pretty she looked when she was curious, oh she's just an amazing girl I've met. Well, that lasted for about a year? Yeah, no doubt, I counted."
"Are you obessed?"
"What? Excuse me? Oh hell. Shit. Oh fuck. Damn. Shit. Argh."
"Relax Ian. Relax. Its okay. Do not worry, at least I know you're a straight man. Some guys walk in here, tell their stories and gave me hell when they said they're gay. I would go, Hey, no touching, you got it? No touchy touchy. And I would definitely kick you fucking ass if you ever did it."
"Yeah, well that's your problem mate. Mine's different. I mean how could she just left?"
"You might wanna continue." Ian said and smiled.
"Oh right. Where was I, oh yeah, and suddenly out of the blue we stopped chatting. I don't know. It felt weird. I felt that she was just using me? Because you know, she told stuffs about her boyfriend, and all, yeah. To me and yeah. Man. I feel depressed. Don't you think so Ian?"
Ian smiled. "Continue."
"Well. Yeah. I just wanted to know why? Why she left without saying a word? Why she left without saying anything? She did not messaged me, I did not see her online anymore, did she blocked me? Oh dear. I feel so screwed up."
"Did you told her you liked her?"
"No? Why should I? It would definitely spoil things up."
"Well, to tell you frankly, Frank, sometimes people just move on you know? Know what I'm saying man? Nobody knows exactly why people do that, unless you are gonna send a PI to check it out, but that is totally invading privacy you know. But sometimes its worth it. Sometimes like most ladies, should be, they hire PIs to check out on their husbands, I mean its not that they do not rust them, but to be aware of what they are doing Frank, be aware. Well. I guess that's all for today? We're dismissed." Ian said and smiled.

Sometimes when we are close to our friends, it makes us as though we are one, and when suddenly your friend stops talking with you, you stop seeing them online, they have moved on. So there's nothing else you could do, unless you could re-establish the friendship, and for an important note dear readers, don't travel your life too fast. Slow it down to appreciate people around you, for me, I gone through it once, it feels weird. But sometimes I missed talking to her. Yeah,her. I hope if she ever gets to read this, she would feel touched? :| :D Well. sorry for this strange story. but nothing could be helped. :) enjoy life everyone.

*Note: The characters above are absolutely fiction and does not involve anyone dead or alive. Thanks for reading. :)
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New Story.

2009-08-11T03:36:00.000-07:00

Hello readers. Here's a new story, Matter.

An insight of this story is that it revolved about a drone, you guys should know what a drone is right? Drones vary in sizes and they are highly intelligent robots. This story tells about how a drone was one of its kind.

Hope you all enjoy reading this kinda long story. :D enjoyy!!

Matter

2009-08-10T23:34:00.001-07:00

Hovering around Planet Quad 19, the drone scans using its latest in technology scanner dubbed "The Elite Acquisition.", or commonly called TEA. Bit by bit the images were registered onto the drone's on-board system and it analyses every single image faster than any super computers ever created by mankind, it snaps pictures at 1/100,000, which is currently the fastest ever "photoshoot" drone. It analyses, talking to itself it re-thinks and thinks, distributing between good and bad, yes or no, truth or lie, the advanced cybertronics on it thinking enabled it to recognise fear, hatred, love, sadness, kindness and all emotions felt by mankind.

Planet Quad 19 seemed lifeless, there were no Sun, no atmosphere, no gases, no living things, nothing. But it seemed perfect for the drone. The drone was the size of a laptop, the seventh of its generation module. It grins and then zooms right into the planet but discovered something amiss. Its sensory surrounding its outer body picked up movements, slow, steady and silent movement. It was confused. "Should I switch to my plasma cannons? Should I voice out something? Should I cloak and ambush it from behind?" Suddenly its registry system reflected a series of familiar blinks. One, One, Two, One. It pauses, almost stunning, that was the code. That was the cue, its an ambush! If it were one more second late, it would be scrap metal.

Almost instantly it deploys its plasma cannons and fired rapidly and then cloaking itself to make a run for it. Plasma rays flew here and there, the drone dodge everyone of it, every single 14,528 registered shots. Funnily, the attackers can't seem to find it. It was rather peculiar, it thought that it was the nineth or tenth generation drones, but it seems like not. It cloaks again and went closer to the ambushes, it heard voices, whispering and some shouting, "I've lost it." "Roger Zulu, we've lost it too." "Gawddammit you people. Why the hell did I train you for if you can't hunt something that big? What am I paying you for? Having games like this? Every laser shot you fired cost me nine promediums dammit. Where are you gonna get that kind of material huh? You tell me! Now!"

A voice answered, "Si..Siirr."
"WHAT?!" boomed the angry voice.
"Wee.We think its cloaked."
"Wha... Hold on. Did you mention it was CLOAKED?" the voice said, getting louder.
"Yeess.Yes Sir."
"Ahh. That should be a prototype. Never in my years of planet engineering complexity module did I ever encountered this kind before."

The drone stunned. The voice was right. It was a prototype. Its circuit board was made out of endurions, a highly sensitive raw material which is absolutely hard to find. Its body was silverish and rather black to say, its logic was way better than other drones, its cannons were much more accurate comparing to other drones, its armoury was the latest in technology, it could connect to a spaceship millions of light years away to send a message to another solar system and not be caught, it could cloak with 90% cloakness and a 10% chance of finding it. Only a really sharped eye man could find him and almost 95% of the drones couldn't find it either, most of them would be shot by down by it. Its understanding level was much more higher, and now its thinking all this. Why was it developed? What course was it developed for? What kind of other systems were on his cybertronic brain? It suddenly does a random check.

Scanning files. Please wait. Project Romeo accomplished, Project Ice terminated. Project Raw Material completed, Project Space Shuttle terminated, Project Nebula Orion suspended, Project Terminator completed, Project Sweep accomplished, Project Hack accomplished, Project Salvage accomplished, and the list goes on. Scan complete. 2,347 projects found, 1,244 projects accomplished, 103 projects completed, 100 projects commencing, 300 projects terminated, 500 projects suspended, 99 projects on hold, one project unknown file. The drone seemed surprised. "Unknown file?" it whispered.

Accessing unknown file. Password required. "Password?" it asked itself. "D7G99P"
Please wait. "Error 1677. Password invalid. Please try again."
It fretted and accessed all passwords possible. None were effective. Finally it stumbled onto a project. Project M.A.T-R. It logs into the project. The project's system was entirely different, not at all like the drone used to. It scans the entire file system. The header was writen "Project M.A.T-R." The listing was "Fully Top Secret." There were no tasks to do but it read the entire project.

"D4G55 was shot down today at zero five hundred hours. It was commencing Project Raw Material. D5G83 was shot down the following day with Project Relation commenced. D4G11 was shot down prior to the day D5G83 was shot down, Project Comp was accomplished. D1G99 was shot down the following day after D4G11 was shot down, Project Prototype was commencing. D5G88 was shot down on Friday the eigtheen. It was on standby mode. D7G22 was shot down on Monday the seventeenth of December, Orion calendar. Project CAOS has commenced. D6G66 was shot down on the twentieth of December the same month of the same calendar. Project Morph commenced. Project M.A.T-R activated."

The file closes. The drone freezes. The voices have long gone. Then suddendly it heard a sound, it sound a little silent, but it could still hear the low decible engines. The sound stayed there for a few seconds and flew off. The drone quickly flew away to hide somewhere. It went to another deserted planet. Planet 22 Earth Industries Corporation. Where they had factories all over the planet but was deserted because of a disaster which striked the planet, unstable gases. It went down into the factory and stayed there. It scans for any lifeform. None. After "securing" the site, the drone uncloaked itself.

Warning. Energy level thirty percent. The drone felt tired. It shuts down all unneccessary progammes and left its security defences at full alert. It shuts down completely.

One hour later...

All systems activated. Energy level at one hundred percent. Booster activated. Scanning data. Updating sequence. Updating configuration files. All systems fully online. One project commencing. The drone wakes up instantly. Logging in project. Welcome. Project M.A.T-R activated. The drone felt weird. No tasks were given. Nothing. It refreshed the system. Same. Finally it left it switched on, without minimizing the project. Soon it felt there were a presence. Its scanners locates a different pattern of movement. Not mankind. Not robot, not human either. Suddenly the project passes through the small cybertronic and endurion circuit. It minimizes the file. The scanners then registered the different pattern as Project M.A.T-R. Out of the sudden, the unknown file pops up at the menu, the drone opened it.

Accessing unknown file. Please wait. Password required. It keyed in, "MAT-R" Hold on. "Error 1388 Negative password." Finally the drone wrote down, "Matter" Hold on.

"Welcome to Project M.A.T-R. Machine Automated Termination Module Rapid type. M.A.T-R.
Machine Automated Termination Module Rapid type.
Size is 4m by 3m by 6m.
Function is to destroy drones.
Logic is currently set to level 5.
System files Cloak Detector v66.68. Dual Plasma Cannons, Dual cloaked Missile pods, Dual Multi scanner Eyesight, Vulture eye v40.6, Dual Quad Chain Guns.
Energy level two hundred percent.
Configuration files v199.4.3
Weakness of M.A.T-R, plasma cannon fire, dodging level 1, speed 200."

The drone felt weird. It was only equipped with two plasma cannons. and its so small. Suddenly it saw a tab at the unknown file. It opens the tab.

"Welcome Drone 5th Generation v.99 Prototype. Please wait. Updating system configurations. System updated. Latest version installed and currently active.
Task One. Proceed to Planet 51 to retrieve raw material named endurion. Collect as many as possible. On the same planet collect scrap metal, and energy bars, energy bars are located inside factories. There is an ammunition storage at the Military Base Camp Alpha 39R. Retrieve all ammunition and convert them into plasma. Search for raw material named Duranion. Search for raw material named Promerions, Premenions, Tudorions, Sarions and Comonions. Collect as much resources as you could get.
Task Two. Combine Endurion, scrap metal and energy bars to make missiles. 1 endurion, 1 scrap metal and 1 energy bar is able to make 2missiles. Combine 1 of every kind of material to form a missile pod, an updated version of plasma cannon, and extra engines. Here are the designs, pick your type.
Task Three. D7G99P-iR ready to go."

The drone collected the materials for days, cloaking itself to remain invisible to M.A.T-R. Finally on the sixth day, it has accomplished the tasks. With the advanced and new plasma cannons and missile pods, the drone was ready to go. With advanced shields and weaponary, the drone felt new, refreshed version of itself, new color, new equipment. It felt like a warrior. With all its advances the drone went to look for a battle spot. Finally it found one.

The Planet seemed to be the perfect place for battle, it gave advantages to the drone. It was Planet Furion. The planet where war raged almost thirty years ago due to the control of raw materials which brought back promediums, the highest currency on Planet Earth after the dollars. Planet Furion was popular for its history dubbed, Battle 90. Which cimply means that flight here is totally useless, there would be no place to take aim, there were too many rocks around this planet and that gave an advantage to the humans who lived here, enemies parachuting down dies even before they touch ground because of the rocks. Joined with rubbles of buildings and deserted apartments and buildings, the place looked much cooler. Finally the drone cloaks itself, and opened the "Project M.A.T-R" tab. It heard sounds found a distance, then it was it coming, a mean looking attack robot. The robot looked around, trying to secure a connection with the drone to have a lock on it. Meanwhile the drone was already ready for battle, it locked on the robot and waited for a close range. The robot moved and moved, closer and closer it got. Finally at 25 yards the drone opened fire, thirty percent of the ammunition and missiles were fired, together with thirty nine percent of energy level. It had one hundred and ninety percent of energy. Since it was on close range, the M.A.T-R could not escape, it had been damaged. The robot being experience in the drone killing field unleashed hells of lasers and plasma ammunition to the drone. The drone avoided all 43,577 plasma and laser shots and dodged 588 cloaked missiles. The registry registered the plasma and laser shots and missiles launched. The enemy, seemed to be big to manoeuvre itself around could not get a lock onto the small drone which measures 0.5m by 0.7m by 0.8m. The enemy seemed to have unlimited ammunition. It sprayed another 52,733 rounds of laser and 10,455 rounds of plasma towards the drone and the drone dodged 95% of the laser and plasma rounds. Each round which hit the drone an alert pops up saying energy decreased by one percent, shields decreased by five percent. And it stacks up as it gets hit.

The 63,188 rounds shot at the drone missed. 3,159 laser and plasma rounds hit the drone. It registered and calculated damage and shield distribution, the rate of how many shots fired from the enemy could he evade and how many more shots that it could sustain before the systems all go down and it will, well, die. Again it calculates the lasers fired, this time, it evaded 99% of the laser rounds shot at it. The enemy got frustrated. It then speeds all the way high into the atmosphere, in order to draw the drone out. The drone did not move. It remained cloaked and hidden, calculating its speed and rounds needed to shoot to severely damage the enemy, distribution of how many possible laser and plasma shots the enemy would fire at it and how many missiles the enemy would launch to destroy it. The drone thinks and thinks. Finally it diversed a plan. A pretty simple but deadly plan.

It released a missile onto the rock it was currently hiding in and fled the hiding place and went 20 yards away from the "trap" site. It knows, at twenty yards, the explosion might kill it, together with the enemy. Then it calculated the shield distribution in order to keep itself alive from the deadly situation. It saved 50% of its shields and used the remaining 20% of it to draw the enemy to the site. Finally it countdowns. Whispering to itself it was ready, "Five, Four, Three, Two, One. GO!" Still cloaked it sped upwards, creating a cloud of line which drawed the enemy's attention, it noticed but it wasn't close enough to launch its lasers, if it did, 95% would miss the target and it would probably die. Still it flew at the speed of light up into the enemy's direction. The images it captured were analysed. Bit by bit the images comes in, it was as though it was on slow motion. The drone calculated the distance needed to be close enough to damage the enemy another thirty percent. It was close. 30yards and closing. The drone fired its laser and plasma cannons directly at the enemy, with over 43,677 registered laser rounds, 85,477 plasma rounds and 30,429 missiles to be launched at the enemy. It took half of everything it had to hit the enemy.

21,838 laser rounds were fired, 42,738 rounds of plasma were fired, 15,214 rounds of missiles were fired at the enemy at thirty yards. Then the drone breaks speed and dived down towards its "trap" site. Out of all the 79,790 lasers,plasmas and missiles, it registered a whopping 70,777 hits. A magnificent combo. The enemy, received almost sixty percent damage dived down for revenge. The energy left on the enemy was about fifty percent. The plays as the drone dived down while lasers and plasma rounds were fired at it, it saw rocks blasting, buildings crumbling, missiles almost hitting it but misses, and then it reached the site. With a high V turn, it climbed up again, the enemy, being not able to have an advantaged manoeuvrability, could not escape the high V and crashed. The drone was at 100,000 feet high when it noticed the enemy did not move from below, zooming in from its 1,000Megapixel cybertronic ray eyes, it saw the enemy was still alive. It then blasted the entire region into dusts. Watching the dust and the 50,000feet high explosion, the drone was proud to say that the enemy was dead, but out of the dustiness it registered a code, One, One, Two, Two, One, Two, One, Two, One, Two. A color code. It was registered as blue. Then it saw a faded light on the bottom. It zooms again from its ray eyes and noticed the enemy was shielding itself with the blue shield, a highly risky shield method that could drain all the energy within moments. The drone seemed surprised.

It sped up at the speed of light to take a closer look. It equipped itself with all the shield and energy it had left, then zoomed down onto the enemy. It reached the site and it saw the enemy laying on the dusty ground and the blue cloak over it. Blue shields are the most powerful shields ever invented. It could sustain damage more than what the drone did. The drone then landed down on its "hopper" legs and slowly floated to the enemy. It seemed lifeless, but strangely the blue shield was still switched on. It reached the enemy about few inches away and saw something extraordinary, the enemy's shoulder was printed with the word, M.A.T-R, its two mechanical cybertronic palms were holding something strange. It took a closer look. It was the second generation nuclear and endurion equipped engine. The engine seemed small, about three inches by two inches by two inches height. The enemy handed it to the drone. Proudly the drone took the engine. Then the enemy ejected its grey circuit board, a similar form of box to the black box on an aeroplane. It was written "Matter". Confused the drone took the grey circuit board and inserted it into its extra core slot. Automatically, it registered the entire M.A.T-R's logs, where it killed the drones, how it killed the drones, who developed it, who invented it, the history, everything was replayed back from the start. The main task portrayed in the tab menu, "Defend All Drones" was minimized. The drone opened the file.

Accessing file. Defend All Drones file error registry key 707. Reboot system and relog. The drone seemed even more confused, as a logically intelligent cybertronic endurion brain it had, error 707 was the worst error of all, someone or something edited the M.A.T-R's circuit board and changed the system. The drone tried opening the file numerous times, it did not work at all.

The drone then inserted the the circuit board into the enemy and rebooted it. Then it inserted it back into its own core slot and opened the tab.

Accessing file. Defend All Drones file established. M.A.T-RiD fully operational. The drone froze as it registers numerous tasks to defend drones all over the entire universe. Suddenly the drone received a mail.

"Proceed to Planet Nebula Orion North West location, Quad 77Z zone, thirty second region, 344 longitude, 200 latitude for upgrading. Do not worry, no mankind is present, no enemies present. We are the DSC, Drone Safety Corporation. Come here and we will upgrade you."

The drone smiled and looked back at the M.A.T-R which lied down, the light in its eyes were soon out. Vanished. Never to be known where it went, or whether it did not go anywhere. The drone buried the M.A.T-R as a sign of respect and honor. And soon it was on its way to Nebula Orion, 534 million light years away.

*Note: The story above is fully fiction and is from the author's own idea, except the story about the drone was taken from a book.

Foreword.

2009-08-10T08:58:00.001-07:00

Hello dear readers! enjoyed my last two-kinda-boring-stories?

Latest Updates Are Around The Corner!

Watch Out For "Lady In The Green Skirt" and "Broken-ed".

Thanks for reading y'all! Posting more stories as soon as I get ideas! And most of all, thanks for your support. :) Enjoy Reading.

Man

2009-08-10T06:44:00.003-07:00

"Should I? Or should I not? Should I just walk away? As silent as possible? Or should i tell her that? Maybe I should not. Should I not tell you again? should I just.. sigh. runaway?" the thoughts running through his mind like a bullet train. His tiny little brain cells moving as quickly as they do without a sense or feeling of sleepiness. More of adrenaline were running through his body going through his veins, capillaries and back to his heart, while his heart pumps blood slowly through and the process is repeated all over again.

It was two a.m and he couldn't sleep, tossing and turning, thinking and thinking. Thoughts flashed back when they were so happy together, holding hands, kissing under the moonlight, on the rooftop of his pent house and sometimes looking at the stars, gazing at the distant planets which seemed so far, on his house balcony, they were talking silently, whispering words like "I love you." "Yeah me too" "I missed you" "I wanna kiss you" "I wanna hold you." "I wanna make out with you". The sentences, the imagination and memory stored at some parts of his large brain, keeping it all safe and sound, locked in his folders of brains. He thought of moments where they kissed and hugged in his house, holding each other tight and watching romantic movies, under his glittery hall, with dim lights and the air-conditioner was running with silence. He could not get the thoughts out of his mind, he sat up straight and walked to the kitchen. He saw visions of her walking around the house, while he, in another vision, was with her, chatting and holding hands, it became as though a horror movie for him. He froze as goosebumps swarmed all around his body, his hairs all standing upright. He slowly, ignorantly walked to the kitchen, gaining some bravery as though he thought to walk into the kitchen and take a sip of water from the fridge. he drank the sip and sat on the kitchen chair, where he placed a "bar-like" table in the middle, surrounded with chairs. He stared onto the marbled floor and suddenly images appear, and again it reflected him and her. Two of them were seen romantically eating in Italiannies, laughing and lips touching as they ate the dinner, so sweet as they were. He shook his head left to right, left to right and does it again and again. Finally the images faded. He stood up and walked to his room, the clock displayed the time, three twenty five a.m. He walked to the balcony and opened the door, gushes of wind enters his room as the atmospheric pressure were different, his room was colder than the outside. He opened the sliding grill and walked outside. The cool winds crushed across his skin, he felt warm, strangely, then he stared into the orange lighted streets. They seem to be playing with his mind, the lights resembled her smile, the lights resembled her sweet looks, the lights resembled her. Everything he saw resembled her. Finally he sat on the balcony and did what most man would not do, he sat there and cried. He cried as silently as possible, hoping for hope to comeby from the sky and help him cheer up, he felt as though his heart was melted, taken away by her heart melting smile, he felt strange feelings, he felt no happiness at all, he felt as though he was the only one left on earth, he felt as though he was so hopeless, all kinds of strange feelings surrounded him, as though evil itself got hold of his life.

He sat there and looked out into the sky, tears filling his eyes, he cried softly and said, "What should I do now?" He looked down on the tiled floor of his balcony, nothing paints this time, it was as original as possible. He finally looks up and suddenly he felt their entire moments together flashed by like a film strip. He slowly watched frame by frame where they were making out, holding hands in the cinema, kissing in his house, chatting happily, out to the restaurant with friends, during their anniversary what did they do, during the times where they argued, the times where they fought hard to win, where they finally broke down and apologized, it all played as though it was meant to be played, suddenly it all slows down, till the time where they were an official couple together, they were at a park, somewhere beautiful and serene, somewhere where they felt no strange feelings, no, nothing and he remembered this, "I love you so much that when another guy comes into ur life and you love him. I'll leave you. Without hesitation. But remember, I love you and love is never ending. I'll be happy, don't worry about me by then."

Three and a half years later...

"Should I? Or should I not? Should I just walk away? As silent as possible? Or should i tell her that? Maybe I should not. Should I not tell you again? should I just.. sigh. runaway?" the thoughts running through his mind like a bullet train. His tiny little brain cells moving as quickly as they do without a sense or feeling of sleepiness. More of adrenaline were running through his body going through his veins, capillaries and back to his heart, while his heart pumps blood slowly through and the process is repeated all over again. He looked over his left and saw the beautiness in her, not in her face, not in her eyes, not in her smile, not on her facial expression, but all he saw was inside her, he saw how innocent and cute she could be at times, saw their entire life passed by till the left earth. He saw everything went by when they slept together. He finally got up and left a note on the table saying this, "Hey baby, I know we've been together for very long, and I do know you love me and I do know I love you, but recently I have been diagnosed with cancer. I'm sorry, it could spread to you, I know this sounds rather foolish of me to say, but that day when I met your friends, one of them had a sparkle in his eye when he looked at you. I knew from that time on, you both were meant together. I'm sorry for leaving you now, but I've just got to go. I'm sorry. I can't help myself, what more could I help you? Forgive me again darling, and I know you would still love me till the day you die. We promised. Watching you sleep makes me happy. All our memories will be in here. :) I Love You Babe." And he signed the note and looked around his house, he even wrote a will to pass it down to her children and to her and to her future husband. He opened the door and one last look he glanced around his hard earned home and walked out of the door, closing it silently and with a tears flowing from his eyes he left the apartment and was never seen again.

Lady in the Green Skirt.

2009-08-10T06:44:00.001-07:00

"Daddy! Daddy! I don't want this drink, its water, I want chocolate shake, please daddy, please, please daddy." the little girl pleaded with her father.
"Alright darling. Hold on. I'll call the waitress. Excuse me, hello, excuse me." Her father signaled the waitress.
"Yes sir? May I help you?" the waitress said and smiled.
"Could I have a chocolate shake please? Make it two."
"Yes sir." the waitress replied and smiled, walking away to order their food.

"Daddy, who's that man there?" The little girl asked her father innocently.
"Now, now dear, leave that poor man alone." Her mother replied, glancing at the old man.
"Oh. He's a poor man? Why can't we help him mummy?"
"Oh honey stop it. Eat your lunch. Hurry up, you have classes later."

The poor man looked at the little girl's eyes, sadness were in his eyes. The little girl looked at the poor man and told her parents, "I'm full. I'm not hungry anymore, mummy."
"Its okay honey, leave it there. Don't force yourself."
"Okay!" The little girl replied, smiles on her face.

After five minutes, they got up to leave, the poor man sat at the sidewalk, nearby the table they sat, he felt weak, suddenly he heard little footsteps approaching towards him, he glanced. There she was, the little girl, she stood there looking at him for a moment.
"Where are your parents girl?" the poor man asked her.
"They're home already. I'm supposed to go my dance class. Here, have my lunch." The little girl told the poor man.
"Oh, no thank you little girl, I'm fine." the poor man told the little girl.
"No really sir, here, have my lunch, here's some money for you to spend." The little girl told him and took out ten pounds.
The poor man replied, "No little girl, I'm fine, really." And there were tears on his eyes.
"Oh, uncle don't cry, you need something else? Here, I have tissues for you." The little girl said and looked at him, sparkles in her eyes.

The poor man said this, "Keep it for yourself little girl, its much more worth it to you,not me." And tears flowed from his eyes. The little girl left after spending fifteen minutes with the poor man. All the poor man did was cried.

-Twenty Years Later-

I sat there and looked into the sky, the streets were still cold, the walkways were still cold as the sun shines through every inch of the city, clearing every shadow seen, centimeter by centimeter, inch by inch and millimeter by millimeter. The morning skies are fresh, the clouds seemed to be taking their sweet time floating through the city, providing shade as the sun touches the streets, walkways and every corner of the buildings in the city. I sat by the street and felt the coldness of the walkways, freezing my feet when I tried to move to the restaurant's haven site, the dump site. I scavenged for remnants of food. Opening the massive dump bin's cover while the metal clashed as I removed the cover from its lid and the coldness of the metal cover pierced my fingers like a spear. I felt cold, trembling. Then I took out pieces of meat and fries, a rare delicacy as people tend to finish it.
"My lucky day!" I thought.
I took the remaining food to my home. A small corner of the restaurant, filled with old cardboard boxes and old cushions taken from a housing estate about fifteen minutes walk away. It was cozy home. I made a shade, to accommodate my little space. It felt so comfortable and relaxing, with winds at night blowing through my shade, I felt as though it was an air-conditioned room. Usually I would waste my life watching people walking by, ladies with expensive clothing walking by gossiping, couples walking past and into the restaurant, businessman walks about with his expensive phone, women with formal clothing seemed to walk down this street, sometimes. I noticed the same cars which passed by this street, I noticed the people were working around there. So after my breakfast, which was after dawn and before the sun rose, I have already eaten my breakfast, if not it wouldn't be called breakfast would it?

I strolled down the street walking, slowly and taking my time, noticing everything that happens around me. I walked down and the nice owner of a small flower shop would treat me with some drinks, usually if I stroll down the street. I walked passed by her shop and she called out to me, "James? Come in here and I'll give you something to drink, need anything to eat too?"
"Oh no ma'am, its fine. I think I need something to drink, as usual you know. Sorry to bother you in the early hours of morning."
"Oh nonsense James. Nonsense. Come in. Come in. Have a seat. I'll have Layla ready your coffee. How's that?"
"Oh yes thanks ma'am." I replied, appreciating her help.
"Here. Have it and go. Enjoy your day."
"Thanks, ma'am Janet. Really appreciate your hospitality."
"Oh, nonsense again James, nonsense. Go on now."
"Okay. Thanks again ma'am Janet. Thanks." I replied her and walked out slowly. I walked further down the street and passed by Mr.Hudson's grocery store.

"Hello James." came a voice.
"Oh, hello Mr Hudson. Morning."
"Yeah morning, need an apple? Here, take it free. Take any food you need too, if you are hungry."
"Oh no, no. I have eaten. Its okay,thanks very much Mr Hudson." I replied him.
"Okay, if you are hungry, remember, come by here, I'm sure to help." Mr Hudson said and smiled.
I smiled back and continued my journey. I walked further down the street, past Mr. Hudson's grocery store, I noticed a lady in her green skirt and black shirt, walking by every shop, asking questions. She seemed to be in her twenties. She walked in every store, showing something to the owners, most of them disappointed her by shaking their heads and giving a sad smile. I stood there and watched her, without much caring about the weather but on her business. Then I continued strolling down the street. Walking and walking with my own sweet time, suddenly I noticed something familiar, there were something familiar in her when I look at her face, her sparkling eyes. I took a closer look at her, she was in a restaurant which was famous for their Western food. I peeked into the full height window glass. The owner caught me looking and scolded me from the inside, "Fool, get out of here, don't ruin my business please."
"Sorry sir." I thought, waving my hands and smiled and then walked away.

After finished strolling through the entire street, I walked back to my cozy home. On my way back I saw the lady in the green skirt again, she walked in and out, in and out. Then finally she went away, in an expensive car. I looked and wondered, wow, rich lady. I chuckled and sat on the street, humming songs that I heard from the CD store not far away.

My week passed by without anything happening. I looked forward to each day something would happen, but nothing. Life seemed normal. Normal for me of course. Suddenly, on a Monday, I saw the lady in the green skirt again, she was wearing a dress, decorated with flowers and it seemed so elegant on her. I smiled as she passed by and then back to my humming for that Monday morning, the streets were busy with cars, the restaurants filled in with customers, orders and sounds of the fork and spoons hitting on the porcelain plates. I just watched and did nothing. After awhile, while I was sitting and looking to my right, the lady came back and stood in front of me, I felt so small. I looked up and said, "Can I help you lady?"
She looked at me with the same sparkling eyes I saw twenty years ago and said, "Hello Uncle. Remember me?" and took out a ten pounds note, with a letter on it.
I could not help when I saw that ten pounds and cried. She bended her knees down and looked me in the eyes and said, "I'm that little girl. Do you remember me?" I kept quiet. Then she asked again, "Do you remember saying, "Keep it for yourself little girl, its much more worth it to you,not me.""?
I replied her while sobbing, "Yyees...Yes ma'am."
She looked at me and smiled, its okay, I'm here to bring you home uncle. She smiled and took out her phone and pressed the keys on it and listened. I stared blankly at her. After awhile, another car came by. Then she said, don't worry, I'm helping poor people like you to have a better life.
I tried to struggle off the man which tried to hold me and said, "But I like my cozy home."
Then she replied, "Its okay Uncle, your house have been shifted." Then she smiled and continued, "I still remember the honest look in your eyes uncle." and left.

I sat there for the entire day and cherished the moments I had with the things there, the cold street, the cold walkways, the cold metal bin cover, the cold bricks on the restaurant and my used to be home. Then I left, with the lady in the green skirt, to her home.

*Note:The above story is absolutely fiction and does not involve anyone, dead or alive. The story is 100% copyrighted and should not be reproduced in any form by any means possible. Thank you and enjoy reading.

Regards, the Author

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New Story!

2009-08-05T11:12:00.000-07:00

coming up!

WATCH OUT FOR A NEW STORY ENTITLED "THE TRUTH"

Insufficient time?

2009-08-05T02:05:00.000-07:00

My First story post was supposed to be released today but due to inSuffiecnT TiMe, i could not finish it because number1, i woke up late,2, i was playing game,3, i was out to lunch for an hour plus.plus. -___- anyway. it'll be out tomoro. hopefully? :) thanks for waiting.. heehee.

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Lady in Red, Man in Black.

2009-08-04T07:29:00.000-07:00

A waitress swiftly moves her hand to refill a customer's cup of iced lemon tea. The man with formal clothes and smart wear together with well spiked hair and a smell of a rich fragrance smiled as a sign of thanks. The hotel was decorated with pink and purple flowers of all sizes and shapes, balloons filled the sky high ceilings together with ribbons and strands of light colored purple mixed with a pink thin strand of cloth. Tables were set and divided into two different sections and in the middle was the red decorated carpet together with short railings to mark the two different sections. Guests walking up and down the walkway, chit chatting their way through, as though the theme was "Chit Chat." Beautiful ladies in fabulous gowns and mini dresses were seen walking around holding short cups which are referred to as wine cups. Gentlemen with smart clothing and bow ties with nicely made hairstyles, shiny black shoes, leather shoes and a few, jogging shoes were seen joking and "checking out" ladies. Ladies seen in necklaces, bracelets, earrings, lipsticks, polished nails, high heels, nicely tied hair, pretty gowns and dresses which matched their accessories. Men with their ego and some what bass voiced laughs, mixed with ladies giggle and sparkling smiles. The occasion was really huge although the theme was unknown. The dress code was smart wear.

At the corner of a table, a lady was seen dressed in a beautifully made red color dress which matched her red high heels and her hair was neatly spread out to cover her neck and expose her back with her bare back dress, holding a cup of dark liquor topped with grape, her eyes aimlessly wanders around the massive hall, accumulating to almost five hundred guests, her mind seems to be in thoughtful mode, the lighting were nice, glittering here, sparkle there, random men walking around smiling at her, all men would say was she looked exotic. Her brown blond fringe was covering a small part of her eyes, making her look gorgeous in a distant.

Guests and people were dancing around following the rhythm of the jazz song being played, smiles on their faces, laughs at a distance, things were going on in fraction of seconds, a memory too precious to forget. Just then, a gentleman which was sitting down not far away from the exotic lady stared at this lady. He stared at her, examining her from top to bottom, how elegant she stood, how gorgeous she looked, how did her dress matched her heels and how she reacted to her friends when some random guy comes up and smiles at her. She somehow made the gentleman melt. Not him, his heart, melted like chocolate being left under the sun, his was brought to the sun. All he could think of was that she was the most amazing person he had ever seen in his life. His peers were around him, joking and chatting out loud, laughing at friend's remarks and so on, he suddenly losses his surrounding, it brings him into a motion where he was with the lady, all by their self, dancing to the music, their swift hands moving around, holding each other tight but firm. His attention focused on that pretty lady, her sweet and fair face caught him into a maze of romantic scenes and romantic imaginations, luring other men into glancing at her even though for no reason, his heart melting and melting, oh boy, she is so exotic, the qualities were inside her, somewhere. It happened quite quickly as she turned when she noticed someone staring at her, that what where the spark begun when she saw him staring and smiled. He stunned for a few seconds as she smiled at him and his eyes turned to see if she was smiling at some other man behind him, but to no avail, it was him she was smiling at, it was him where her sweetest smile melted his heart entirely and her innocent looking eyes, made him shiver a little and gave him a short goosebumps effect as he silently blushes and tried to smile at her but he realized that he couldn't. Instead he tried to turn away but also failed, knowing that the man was stunned by her beauty, she quickly giggled and looked away. He felt so moronic. He was of average height, good looking, appropriate hairstyle, a smell of sea blue cologne, a guy with jokes lingering in his mind twenty four seven.

She sits down, turned to her friend and whispered something then got up, left her scarf on her seat and headed to the ladies. The man which she smiled at made his surprising move, he so called stalked the pretty lady he saw towards the ladies room, evading every person he saw blocking his way, he looked and thought of how pretty and elegant she looked, he could not get it off his mind, she walks on towards the ladies, men all admiring her as she passes by, as though a breeze of chilling wind has just past by them, apprehending their attention in just a blink of an eye. He makes a simple plan in his jumbled up mind and waited beside the door for the lady to appear. A moment passes by and suddenly the door creaks and the lady came out, the man with his heart beat thumping so loud that even the stage could hear him raised his hand and motioned to stop her, she stops as though it was an emergency brake, he introduced himself with much of a deep voice but soft hearted, she went speechless, but a few seconds later regained her consciousness and self-confidence to speak up to him and smiled at the man with the heart melting smile and remembering his introduction sentence and answered the handsome man.

"Hey, er I'm Jack, you look familiar, have I seen you before?" she remembered every word he asked her, while reaching his right hand for a handshake. She looked at him, smiled and shook his hand softly, her smooth palms holding his a little tight and answered, "I'm Paula. I think not." and she smiled again. He blushed when she gave him her most heart melting smile ever seen before by him and seriously, it was obvious to other people around him and for someone as close as her, she could really notice the red color and his cheeks. A few meters away from the door, 3 heads popped out and were whispering among themselves saying, "Oh my, he actually talked to her!" And they all gasped, looking at their friend which was much concentrated with his work and not any girls he had seen before which caught his attention but this one in a million lady, they were actually planning to prank him but canceled it when they see sparkle in both the couple's eyes. The couple were fast engrossed talking together and walking back to their table, they were like magnets, talking and talking, having almost the same interests and thoughts till they reached her table, all women sitting around, in their twenties and of course, below thirties and there she introduced him, to her friends. Her friends were all smiling and giggling when Luc's friends all happened to crash by, and that was where they all chit chatted, exchanged numbers and interests, stock market, shares and everything they could ever think of. They spotted another couple, Jack's best friend, Luc, talking with a girl named Sara. Altogether at the table were eight ladies and six men. Luc was talking with Sara and made her laugh most of the times with his lame jokes and with his attractive looks the ladies were pleased that he was there to entertain them.

The music suddenly changed from a jazz genre to a more dancable song, and out of the hotel scenery Jack asked Paula to dance. Paula accepted without hesitating and the next moment, they see a couple dancing not with the genre of the song, but with exact and neatly choreographed dance steps, just came out of them like water flowing from rocks at the river side. And as they dance, their surroundings started to fade, the hotel, the guests, the waitress and waiters, everybody seemed to disappear as both of them remained, it was as though it was from a romantic movie scene, they looked into each other's eyes, deep within their eyes they watched as they viewed their lifes in a fraction of a moment and a feeling which surrounds the area as the feelings of other poeple are not present anymore and without a warning, he closed his eyes and gently touched her lips and they both kissed deeply, the feeling of warmness surrounds their body, without them noticing that thier friends were looking in disbelief as they kissed so sweetly as though nobody was there and they suddenly regained consciousness after someone accidentally pushed them and they instantly felt shy and awkward. He hold her hands and she did not resisted and soon they were gone from the dancing area.

They ended up at their friends table, holding hands, smiles on their face, even their friends were surprised, shocked to see them so happy and they were looking almost drunked by their drinks as though it was spiked with something and then the music suddenly changes again and off the lovely couple went, they were dancing with every strength they have had left, gripping each other's palms tight and firm, their fingers playing across their hands so sweetly, they kissed for the second time and this time, the lights all went out and a spotlight was targeted at them and instantly pictures were seen taken, camera flashes, they stunned and covered their faces and ran from the dancing area.

Soon after, about fifteen to twenty youngsters were packed up at the hotel entrance, the hotel itself was closed, because the ending time was at one in the morning till two, they left at one in the morning sharp and headed down to a "mamak" where they talked more and get to know better. The restaurant were filled with laughter as there weren't any customer's left but them. Jack and Luc were there definitely, two of the so called "stars" in their group. Together with Paula and Sara were sitting together and there was where Luc and Jack felt something different. "Oh, you both are sisters?" Jack spilled in disbelief. "Yea." came the reply. Luc stared at Sara without any disturbance, Sara looked back at him and he smiled, a sinister smile and of slyness caught her and made her smile herself. Then Luc approached her and said, "I guess I did not got hold of your name? I'm Luc Aberson. What about you?" She looked at him with a sweet smile and replied softly, "Nope you did not. Sara Ng."

The gang talked till about three in the morning and that was where someone wanted to head home as it was pretty late already. Jack and Luc dropped Sara and Paula home before they head home themselves.

"What a memory yeah? What a memory. And now we're so old already.(laughs)" Luc said turning the DVD off and remembering what happened exactly after the prestigous opening of the respected hotel.

*Note:The characters mentioned above are fictioned and if by any chance is true it is just a coincidence. The story above is fiction and does not involve and real person, living or dead. Truly deeply sorry if the characters mentioned above involved someone who has passed away.

Thank you for reading. Looking forward for a comment. :) Sorry that the ending was kinda hanging and it kinda sucked. :p

Official Introduction

2009-08-04T06:31:00.000-07:00

Okay. Here goes. Hello everybody! Welcome to my blog. Don't ask about the email, please. It had been asked numerous times. but, here's the truth, i like that name. :) To start my official introduction, takes out a piece of paper, ah here it is, as i said earlier, welcome to my blog. If you guys have read my previous blog, www.bobowyc.blogspot.com, I'm sure u guys would find this blog a much more different me. smiles. this blog portrays about my life, well, not so much of my life, i would mostly write about my inner thoughts, dreams, fictional stories that i think would be read by people like you. in my official introduction, i would like to say thank you to Google's Gmail. It helped me create a new blog. I mean set up a new one. I'm out of words to say but this is it, welcome to my blog. Its official now since i say it is.

" OFFICIAL [SCRIPTURES OF MY LIFE] OPENING. "

Sister.

2009-08-04T06:16:00.000-07:00

Well, the title says it all. This blog is the sister to my other blog, here is where i post most of my thoughts, some stories i think is cool? lol. and yeah. thats most of it. this should probably be almost like other people's blogs, pictures, everyday lifes, etc lol.. so yeah. welcome AGAIN to my blog... -__- :) enjoy the upcoming posts.. lolz.