Here I go again, jumping into another plot before it's stationary...
Six men sat at the mesa, tabla in a circle, evenly spaces from one another. The floor-to-ceiling window beside them showed them the presidential suits full view of Atlantic City, New Jersey.
Papers, maps, and fotos were strewn across the table. There was enough information to creat a time line for all six targets. They could take them out, one por one, easy. Their boss would be very happy.
The men glanced up as the lights flickered in the hotel room. Then went out.
A thump was heard from across the room. The men stood in alarm, surrounded por darkness, their eyes unable to penetrate the darkness.
Two of them were grabbed from behind and thrown into the into the wall. There was a clatter as the shelves and antiques fell.
A glint of silver flashed as the throwing knives passed through a beam of moonlight. Two más men dropped.
The remaining two moved closer together, searching the shadows and silhouettes for the intruder. A thin blade lifted before their widening eyes.
It hovered in midair before the shocked men. Then, it turned and flew into one man's chest. A sickening gurgle filled the silence before he dropped to the ground.
The final standing man whipped his heads around, and when he spoke, fear spiked his voice.
"Who are you? Where are you?" he cried.
"It doesn't matter the who o where," a youthful voice growled. "All that matters is tu tell your boss to leave my family alone."
"Seeker," the man breathed.
"Nighty night," the voice said. A fist slammed into the man's face and he fell to the ground, unconscious.
60 segundos later, the lights turned back on. Six men were the only occupants. Only one had a heartbeat.
Should I continue it?
Six men sat at the mesa, tabla in a circle, evenly spaces from one another. The floor-to-ceiling window beside them showed them the presidential suits full view of Atlantic City, New Jersey.
Papers, maps, and fotos were strewn across the table. There was enough information to creat a time line for all six targets. They could take them out, one por one, easy. Their boss would be very happy.
The men glanced up as the lights flickered in the hotel room. Then went out.
A thump was heard from across the room. The men stood in alarm, surrounded por darkness, their eyes unable to penetrate the darkness.
Two of them were grabbed from behind and thrown into the into the wall. There was a clatter as the shelves and antiques fell.
A glint of silver flashed as the throwing knives passed through a beam of moonlight. Two más men dropped.
The remaining two moved closer together, searching the shadows and silhouettes for the intruder. A thin blade lifted before their widening eyes.
It hovered in midair before the shocked men. Then, it turned and flew into one man's chest. A sickening gurgle filled the silence before he dropped to the ground.
The final standing man whipped his heads around, and when he spoke, fear spiked his voice.
"Who are you? Where are you?" he cried.
"It doesn't matter the who o where," a youthful voice growled. "All that matters is tu tell your boss to leave my family alone."
"Seeker," the man breathed.
"Nighty night," the voice said. A fist slammed into the man's face and he fell to the ground, unconscious.
60 segundos later, the lights turned back on. Six men were the only occupants. Only one had a heartbeat.
Should I continue it?
Another OC Poem
A team is a puzzle of armor,
Many of a single piece.
Fitting together with perfect precision,
Securing every chink.
(1)Fighting the shadows,
(2)Controlling the hidden,
(3)Creating a flame,
To do your bidding.
(4)Flying high as a sparrow,
(5)Wise as a leaf,
(6)Traveling in shadows,
Quick as a thief.
(7)A Phoenix fallen from grace,
(8)Plummet from the heaven,
(9)A dark winged angel,
To catch the fallen.
(10)Measure our distances speed,
(11)Put a speedster to sleep.
(12)Manipulate a natural law,
(13)Dive a hundred miles deep.
Every chink of armor,
Protected from harm.
A total set, invincibility,
No cause for alarm.
I was feeling really guilty for taking soooo long to post this. I'll do another with any remaining OCs I've missed because I know I missed many.
A team is a puzzle of armor,
Many of a single piece.
Fitting together with perfect precision,
Securing every chink.
(1)Fighting the shadows,
(2)Controlling the hidden,
(3)Creating a flame,
To do your bidding.
(4)Flying high as a sparrow,
(5)Wise as a leaf,
(6)Traveling in shadows,
Quick as a thief.
(7)A Phoenix fallen from grace,
(8)Plummet from the heaven,
(9)A dark winged angel,
To catch the fallen.
(10)Measure our distances speed,
(11)Put a speedster to sleep.
(12)Manipulate a natural law,
(13)Dive a hundred miles deep.
Every chink of armor,
Protected from harm.
A total set, invincibility,
No cause for alarm.
I was feeling really guilty for taking soooo long to post this. I'll do another with any remaining OCs I've missed because I know I missed many.
Cold as steel...
Silver needle oh so sharp...
It hurt so bad when it broke my heart...
colores of pain all around....
Yet it hurt....I couldnt make a sound....
She stroked my cheek, and told me it was alright....
But I grasped hope instead, for dear life...
When all hope was gone away....
I thought I was there to stay....
Then the miracle of the day....
Someone came.....and snatched me away....
Unsure of what to do...
I just cried like a fool....
A wolf, a cyborg, and a savior tried to comfort...
But I trusted no one....ever since the export...
Now I still feel a little queasy....
So they force me to take it easy....
But now inside I hear the voice...
And she is giving me no choice.
Hehehe......Guess whats its based on!!!
Silver needle oh so sharp...
It hurt so bad when it broke my heart...
colores of pain all around....
Yet it hurt....I couldnt make a sound....
She stroked my cheek, and told me it was alright....
But I grasped hope instead, for dear life...
When all hope was gone away....
I thought I was there to stay....
Then the miracle of the day....
Someone came.....and snatched me away....
Unsure of what to do...
I just cried like a fool....
A wolf, a cyborg, and a savior tried to comfort...
But I trusted no one....ever since the export...
Now I still feel a little queasy....
So they force me to take it easy....
But now inside I hear the voice...
And she is giving me no choice.
Hehehe......Guess whats its based on!!!