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Terra Chpt. 1
10:40, 27th day of Clouds circa 2050 N.C.
On the 21st day of the 12th month of the year 2030 N.C. a nuclear war broke out over the last amounts of fuel on the planet. The planet plunged into chaos. People died and mutated into things you couldn't call human. For 20 years after the war the world was just dying until we found something.
A gateway was found that leads to an alternate dimension. At first people didn't know what it was. I didn't know what to make of it either when I first heard about it. I thought it was some sort of sick joke.
"I am not joking Daz! People said there is one! We have to go there!" Kin said. He had a big grin on his face.
"It's impossible Kin. That's just what they tell you so you get excited over nothing. To those people life is just a sick joke." I said, I was polishing my AK-47 and lying against my beautiful M40 sniper rifle I had snagged from some City Marauders. My black hair was blowing in the calm wind and my red eyes were focused on his face.
Legend of Zelda Fanfic Chpt. 3"Hop on, Epona isn't going to bite." Link said to me as he got onto Epona. I slowly raised myself onto the horse, being cautious. As soon as I got on, she sneezed, startling me, if Link didn't grab my arm, I would've fell off. Link asked "Have you ever been on a horse before?" he asked. I couldn't help but look down and nod. "Its fine, I could tell by the look in your eye. Hold on! Hyah!" and Epona jolted forth, leading to Hyrule castle.
After a while, something didn't feel right. I've never felt like this before. Was it a new strain of flu? I tugged on Link's sleeve. Link's face was scarily pale. He said in an utterly cold tone "Something's wrong.... Something's REALLY wrong. I feel utterly sick... It's coming from Hyrule Castle town... It's powerful, even Epona's slowing down for feeling it. We have to hurry to Zelda..." His voice dwindled and became coarse, I felt as if my throat was on fire.
We reached Hyrule Castle town, and saw that everyone was passed out on the ground, even the
One shot: Sweet DreamsIt was a sharp pain. It was as if I had gotten ran through completely with a sword when in truth it wasn't anything of the sort. I looked at my attacker and screamed in pain. I even started to cry because of the pain. I saw the crimson run down my white uniform.
"This can't be how I die " I managed to get out.
"Why can't it girl?" said the creature, "You will make an excellent meal for me.
"No I will NOT!" I yelled. I managed to generate my bow and I had an arrow at the ready.
"Wait a sec you're a-" before it could finish its sentence I had shoot it with my bow and killed it with one arrow between the eyes. The creature turned to ashes and I fell. My wound continued to bleed and I howled in pain. My blood was leaking out now onto the white sand.
I tried to get up so I wouldn't be food to those other creatures. Its friends would be coming soon. They would want to eat me. I knew I couldn't go this way. Even though I was trying to suppress my transformati
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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