Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume One
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[THREE]
"Okay, so I've had a cuchillo thrown at my head, and now a poisonous sandwhich!? How am I suppossed to do anything around my house without any paranoia of everything being a death trap!?" I asked Tabra.
"I'm not sure. But tu are right about that guy knowing where tu live. The only other way I can think of a seguro strategy is to come live with me in the spare bedroom." Tabra sat on the sofá and I stayed standing.
"Really?"
"Yea, I don't mind. I would just leave now, tu never know if this place is rigged with Death."
He's right. I need to leave this place now.
"Alright, I'll go." I dicho and we went straight to his truck, no hesitating.
"Do tu remember what he looked like?" Tabra asked me.
"No," I dicho in disappointment. "He was too far away."
"Damn!" Tabra started towards his place in his truck.
"But I do remember one thing though," I said, now recalling the symbol.
"Yea? What was it?" He asked.
"He was wearing a T-shirt, and on his skin, his bare arm, was a symbol. It was just black, no color..." I closed my eyes, thinking hard.
Tabra handed me a pen and a napkin from his ashtray, and I thought some more, pen in hand. I then started sketching the symbol out for him. I sketched with my eyes closed, still thinking. I was pretty sure I sketched it correctly, and when I opened my eyes, I knew I was right.
The symbol on his arm looked exactly like this:
__________^
________/o|o\
__________V
"Do tu know what it means?" I asked Tabra after he looked at it.
"Yea." He looked o reallllly concerned.
"Well? What does it mean?"
"The symbol itself means Fallen Angel, but if it's worn properly on a clan, then it means Death Clan of the Fallen, once you've been targeted por them, there is no way of getting untargeted unless tu kill them."
"Just like the Order of Taraka." I gasped.
"Just like the Order of Taraka." He drove off and as I thought to myself about this Death Clan of the Fallen, I was pretty damn sure that this wasn't the end of anything, o the climax in a good action movie.
This was serious life-or-death scenerios, and I was sure that I'd be seeing más of the Death Clan of the Fallen.
Volume One
BuffyFaithfan1
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[THREE]
"Okay, so I've had a cuchillo thrown at my head, and now a poisonous sandwhich!? How am I suppossed to do anything around my house without any paranoia of everything being a death trap!?" I asked Tabra.
"I'm not sure. But tu are right about that guy knowing where tu live. The only other way I can think of a seguro strategy is to come live with me in the spare bedroom." Tabra sat on the sofá and I stayed standing.
"Really?"
"Yea, I don't mind. I would just leave now, tu never know if this place is rigged with Death."
He's right. I need to leave this place now.
"Alright, I'll go." I dicho and we went straight to his truck, no hesitating.
"Do tu remember what he looked like?" Tabra asked me.
"No," I dicho in disappointment. "He was too far away."
"Damn!" Tabra started towards his place in his truck.
"But I do remember one thing though," I said, now recalling the symbol.
"Yea? What was it?" He asked.
"He was wearing a T-shirt, and on his skin, his bare arm, was a symbol. It was just black, no color..." I closed my eyes, thinking hard.
Tabra handed me a pen and a napkin from his ashtray, and I thought some more, pen in hand. I then started sketching the symbol out for him. I sketched with my eyes closed, still thinking. I was pretty sure I sketched it correctly, and when I opened my eyes, I knew I was right.
The symbol on his arm looked exactly like this:
__________^
________/o|o\
__________V
"Do tu know what it means?" I asked Tabra after he looked at it.
"Yea." He looked o reallllly concerned.
"Well? What does it mean?"
"The symbol itself means Fallen Angel, but if it's worn properly on a clan, then it means Death Clan of the Fallen, once you've been targeted por them, there is no way of getting untargeted unless tu kill them."
"Just like the Order of Taraka." I gasped.
"Just like the Order of Taraka." He drove off and as I thought to myself about this Death Clan of the Fallen, I was pretty damn sure that this wasn't the end of anything, o the climax in a good action movie.
This was serious life-or-death scenerios, and I was sure that I'd be seeing más of the Death Clan of the Fallen.
The jet that they flew on to Cali.
That night in Edwards arms I was sobbing. We heard a knock at the door. “Go away” Edward said. “Its me Jacob can I please come in Bella?”. Edward looked at me I just nodded. “Come in” Edward said. He just looked horrible I immediately dicho “sorry”. He dicho it was okay he was fine. He just wanted to see if I was okay and that Nessie wanted to talk to me. I dicho okay. “Momma I'm sorry........I'm sorry tu don't want me” “Now Nessie stop being ridiculous, thats not what I meant I was just......having fun if I knew I would have the most prettiest daughter in the whole inter world I wold have tried with all my might....... Edward go check on Jacob”.Then he left.
i party like vampere,parying pricher. walkin down stiars in my hundred doller snikers.
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