As I had feared, I saw Locke, trapped in a strange machine, and a dark version of something being formed on the opposite side of it. I remained hidden, my rage building and about to explode, when I felt something grab my shoulder. I quickly turned around to see Trisha, in a rosado, rosa and silver outfit similar to the one that Locke had been wearing, holding the laser blaster she had almost killled me with before. "What are you...?!" I asked angrily. "Keep your voice down!!" She demanded, "I figured tu would need some help from someone that actually knows what Illusionoid can do." "Thanks, but I came here alone, and I plan to leave here on a good note." I replied sternly, turning around to a dark Locke wielding a blade in front of my face.
"...Die." it growled, lashing its blade. I closed my eyes, and when I reopened them, Locke had his dark clone in a swordblock. He had shining white hair, about the shade of an angel's wings, spiked down to his middle back. "Cyber, I've got this under control! tu go take care of Illusionoid!" Locke commanded. "Right!" I replied, then charged towards him.
"...Die." it growled, lashing its blade. I closed my eyes, and when I reopened them, Locke had his dark clone in a swordblock. He had shining white hair, about the shade of an angel's wings, spiked down to his middle back. "Cyber, I've got this under control! tu go take care of Illusionoid!" Locke commanded. "Right!" I replied, then charged towards him.
After math class, Cynthia walked to her boyfriend, Mars.
"How was class?" he asked, "Sucked." answered Cynthia.
After school, Cynthia was walking out the building when all of a sudden, a female hedgehog skateboarded in front of her, both falling down.
"Hey! Watch it punk!" The hedgehog answered dusting off her black jeans.
"I'm sorry, but who are you?" Cynthia asked in a concerned tone.
"None of your business thats who!" She exclaimed.
"You must be Darklin, Shadow's sister." The bat admitted, "Yeah your right, but barge in front of me like that you'll be getting stitched up!" Darklin yelled skateboarding away.
"How was class?" he asked, "Sucked." answered Cynthia.
After school, Cynthia was walking out the building when all of a sudden, a female hedgehog skateboarded in front of her, both falling down.
"Hey! Watch it punk!" The hedgehog answered dusting off her black jeans.
"I'm sorry, but who are you?" Cynthia asked in a concerned tone.
"None of your business thats who!" She exclaimed.
"You must be Darklin, Shadow's sister." The bat admitted, "Yeah your right, but barge in front of me like that you'll be getting stitched up!" Darklin yelled skateboarding away.
The cama wheels squeaked on the floor. Was windy awake? She couldn't be sure. Oh god... was she dying? NO. She couldn't give up now. not with so much on the line. The wheels seemed to squeak even louder, ringing and ringing, until she could hear nothing but the bells of hevean in front of her face. This was the end, wasn't it?
Suddenly, spike appeared in front of her, and splashed a bit of water on her face.
"You okay?" he asked.
"no...no what's going on?"
Spike gave no answer. He nodded at kitty to signal for her to leave and get to the escape route.
"We're only trying to help, Windy."
He picked her up from the cama and sped off into the distance. The other three were waiting outside as they placed her in a van. After that, everything went black.
Suddenly, spike appeared in front of her, and splashed a bit of water on her face.
"You okay?" he asked.
"no...no what's going on?"
Spike gave no answer. He nodded at kitty to signal for her to leave and get to the escape route.
"We're only trying to help, Windy."
He picked her up from the cama and sped off into the distance. The other three were waiting outside as they placed her in a van. After that, everything went black.
Gizbin:
I am the one who rules,
I seem to think nothing is stronger than me.
But there is one thing what is even más powerful,
That is the one word named: ℓσνє
Ribbon:
I may of broken a heart,
and I knew this from the start.
But I could never of broken the arrow what struck through mine.
Albion:
Why is my life as a sheriff?
Why do I waist my time in this job?
Why would I even write a poem about it?
And even worse! Why am I a snob?!
Flame:
MY BROTHER IS NOTHING BUT A IDIOT. (lol)
I am the one who rules,
I seem to think nothing is stronger than me.
But there is one thing what is even más powerful,
That is the one word named: ℓσνє
Ribbon:
I may of broken a heart,
and I knew this from the start.
But I could never of broken the arrow what struck through mine.
Albion:
Why is my life as a sheriff?
Why do I waist my time in this job?
Why would I even write a poem about it?
And even worse! Why am I a snob?!
Flame:
MY BROTHER IS NOTHING BUT A IDIOT. (lol)