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  3. I echo Chris’s comments this series of stories of CJ, Owen, the Squad, the Elite crew are excellent, I am another reader that will miss their adventures, I have come to think of the guys as family living in America. Thanks Papi x
  4. Defiance19


    Well done chapter, Thorn. Everything in me wants to protect Daniel from himself. He does not belong with those grandparents even though they have legal claim. Unfortunately, this happens too often, where kids get sent to relatives and not to whom is in their best interests. That’s across the board too. I hope Daniel and his dads stay together..
  5. Bft

    January 20, 2041

    This story was way too short, I am sorry to see this series of CJ and co finishing up I have followed it avidly, I will miss these guys and their adventures. my one criticism of this chapter why did you call CJ and Owens kids Jefferson & Roosevelt? Why do Yanks give their kids Surnames as. First names? It’s just odd. Muchax Gracias Carlos 😘
  6. mfa607

    Chapter 49

    Great chapter! Drew is done for. The two have him wrapped around their fingers! Thank you!
  7. Katya Dee


    Razor blade? Check. Warm bath? Check. Hard liquor? Check. Excellent. I glanced in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction. Yup, the halo is blacker than black. Okay, did I forget anything? I thought for a minute. Goodbye note? Eh, who cares. Wouldn't be too hard to figure out why the hell I did this. I mean, my parents knew that I was… 'disturbed.' Come on, seeing halos, predicting deaths? Pffft! They took me to a shrink twice a week, since I could never keep my mouth shut about the whole thing. Well, bite me. I thought I could make a difference, okay? And then the whole Josh thing… I believed that son of a bitch! I told him everything about me. And what did he do? Ugh, don’t ask. Just check his Facebook page and you’ll see. There is an entire freaking page dedicated to yours truly. So yeah, screw the goodbye note. I hemmed “Goodbye, Cruel World” under my breath and turned off the faucets. Should I get completely naked before getting into the bathtub? I imagined my parents (or my brother) finding my naked corpse and shuddered. No way! I am going to keep as much dignity as possible in this situation. I took a huge gulp out of the liquor bottle and coughed when it burned my throat. Ugh, if this crap makes me throw up, I’ll be livid. I carefully set the bottle on the sink and shook my head. Even one gulp of this stuff was enough to make me feel funny. Good God… I guess the fact that I barely drink, and that I haven’t had any food since last night… Oh, well. Who cares. I picked up the razor blade and looked at it critically. Okay, looks sharp enough. Good deal. I started taking off my socks, getting ready to get into the bathtub with my T-shirt and shorts on, when I heard someone sigh deeply right behind me. I froze. Are you kidding me?! Did my parents decide to come back early? I whirled around, and when I saw whoever was standing behind me, I lost my balance and plopped on the cold bathroom floor. “What…” I muttered, blinking rapidly. “Who the hell are you?!” There was a guy in my bathroom. I have never seen him before. He was tall, blond, and he was wearing a long black jacket. He was also wearing black sunglasses. Oh, boy… A robber? Great, just great! Just my luck. The guy sighed again. “You know,” he said quietly and sat next to me. “I am breaking a rule right now. In fact, I am breaking rule number one.” “Look…” I took a deep breath. “Take whatever you want… Just please, go away, okay?” “Take whatever I want?” he frowned. “What are you talking about?” “You came to rob my house, right?” I asked weakly. “Rob your…” he shook his head. “ No! Rayne, you seriously don’t remember me?” “No,” I whispered. Oh, God, please don’t tell me that he came here to rape me… Oh, hey, maybe he’ll just kill me instead? “Ugh,” he sighed again. “Okay, I am Seth.” “Seth what?” I asked automatically, and he shrugged. “Just Seth. Listen, you know me, all right? You used to talk to me every day until your parents started telling you that you were delusional…” I glanced at the liquor bottle. Is that to blame? Probably. The guy sighed again, this time even deeper -- a thing I didn’t think was possible -- and took off his sunglasses. I guess I almost screamed when I saw his eyes, but my breath got caught somewhere between my throat and my teeth, and the only sound that came out, sounded something like, 'Grmphss…' His eyes were bright-yellow, and he didn’t have any pupils. “Remember now?” he asked gently. I stared at him silently, and all of a sudden, I had some really weird flashbacks. Old dreams, conversations, and images flooded me with nauseating speed. …“Hey, Rayne.” “Hey, Seth…” “Honey, who are you talking to?” “It’s my friend, Mom! His eyes are really funny!” “Oh honey, I see… How old is your…'friend' with funny eyes? Is he also five? Ask him if he wants some cake?” “No, Mom! He is old! He is, like, thirty!” …Next picture. “Seth, that one is black…” “I know.” “I need to tell them!” “No. They won’t listen to you. Believe me on that.” “Rayne, kiddo, who are you talking to?” “Seth, Dad…” “Rayne… Look at me please… It was okay to talk to your imaginary friend when you were a little kid. You are older now. I need to tell you that…” I shook my head and closed my eyes. “What the hell is going on…?” I muttered. “Remembering, eh?” he asked with a grin. “Good. Listen, I have an offer for you.” “Who are you?” I didn’t open my eyes. I didn’t dare looking at him. I guess my parents were right all along -- I amdelusional. “An Observer,” he sighed. “As I said, I have an offer for you.” “Uh huh…” I muttered, eyes still closed. “Look,” he said patiently. “It is obvious to me that you don’t want to be a part of this world anymore, so…” I forgot that I didn’t dare looking at him and opened my eyes. Weird, but his yellow eyes didn’t scare me anymore. “What are you?” I demanded. I’ll just play along, what the hell. “Guardian angel or something?” He snorted at that. “Angel? No, actually I am quite the opposite. However, back to my offer… Rayne, I’ve known you all your life. Call me sentimental, but I’ve grown to like you. Plus,” he shrugged. “You are special as you are aware.” “Delusional,” I corrected him. “No,” he said simply. “You have a gift, and it might actually come in handy if you accept my offer.” “What offer?” The entire scene seemed beyond surreal. I wondered if I actually managed to slit my wrists, and was now just hallucinating because of blood loss or something. He leaned closer to me. “How would you like to become a Tribuo?” “A what?” I frowned. “Roughly translated, it’s a chance giver. Look,” he fiddled with his sunglasses. “You can see when someone is about to die. You also want to make a difference, right?” “Wrong,” I answered sharply. “Look, I don’t know who the hell you are, but…” “What if I told you,” he didn’t even blink at my outrage. “That you could be able to give someone the last chance? For survival?” I stared at him. If this is some sort of a stupid joke… “It’s not a joke,” he grimaced. “Rayne, as an Observer, I am breaking rule number one right now, which means that I will have to…” he shook his head. “Never mind.” “What’s rule number one?” I asked numbly. “Do not get involved,” he sighed. “But it doesn’t matter. If I make you a Tribuo, it’ll be worth it. Plus,” he grinned. “I always wanted to have a Tribuo on my side.” “A chance giver…” I muttered. “What does it mean?” I couldn’t believe myself. I was actually taking this seriously?! What's wrong with me? But then again… I remembered this guy. It was like remembering something that was long forgotten, but it was real, you know? Plus, he knew about halos, it seemed. “Well,” he kept fiddling with his sunglasses. “You can try and change a chain of events for… Certain people,” he glanced at me. “Not the ones that face death because of an illness, but the ones that face it because of the choices they’ve made. Or about to make. As a Tribuo, you can give them one last chance.” “Wouldn’t that be getting involved?” I asked without even thinking that I was talking to my own hallucination. This was interesting. “No,” he shook his head. “You will be giving them another chance -- you won’t be making it for them. If they take it, then something will change. If not…” he shrugged. “You will only get one try, but you just might succeed, right?” He smiled, and I was almost mesmerized by that point. “I mean, you want to end it all right here and now, but… Becoming a Tribuo is a much better thing than dealing with the consequences of suicide…” “What consequences?” I whispered and he shook his head. “Doesn’t matter. Just believe me on that, okay? Look,” he took another deep breath. “If you say no, that’s fine. I’ll still end up in deep shit for intervening, but…” he shrugged. “I am not going to…” I bit my lip and looked into his yellow eyes. “I am not going to say no,” I finished, and smirked bitterly. “If this is but a hallucination, then I guess I’ll play along until I bleed to death. And if it’s not a hallucination…” I hemmed at the very thought. “I’ll take your offer, Seth.” He got up so quickly that my head spun. He stretched his arm and I took his hand. His skin felt smooth and cool. Almost too cool. It wasn’t unpleasant; it was just odd. Like he just took a very cold shower. He pulled me up on my feet, and suddenly, his face was really close to mine. “What, now I have to kiss you or something?” I asked with a nervous giggle, and he smiled. “No,” he said. “Nothing like that.” He leaned even closer, and suddenly, I pulled away. “Wait!” I exclaimed and he frowned. “What about my parents? I mean…” I stuttered. “Will I just disappear or something? They will go crazy…!” Seth glanced at the bathtub full of water, an open bottle of liquor, and a razor blade that I set on the side of the tub. “Does it really matter?” he asked solemnly and I bit my lip. Does it, really? I was about to let my parents find my dead body. Disappearance would actually be better. “No,” I said finally. “It doesn’t matter.” He nodded without saying anything, and then his yellow eyes were so close to my face that for a second, I felt like I was drowning in them. “Breathe, Rayne…” he muttered, and I did just that.
  8. Katya Dee

    The Tribuo

    Freedom of choice... What if you were given a choice right before you were about to do something irreversible? Would you recognize it? Would you take it? Or would you ignore it?
  9. Defiance19


    Go Julie! And her mom was just great Jason’s dad...”Son, there’s something I have to tell you....” lol I wonder how deep down Jason’s bigotry really is. He was loud and offensive, clearly thinking that his dad and maybe the rest of the family was on his side. Maybe he was testing the waters by being the aggressor? Hmm Awesome chapter!
  10. croyde

    Chapter 16

    Realistic given one is emotionally screwed up and the other has socialisation issues. Just how they might have gone on is hard to say, but........... Ripe case for a sequel if TZ was ever a mind to do so. Held my attention as read the whole book in two days of commuting so thanks for making that bearable.
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  12. Chills? Wow. Thanks for keeping me company while I pay homage to her. She is magic, and her physical pull is very real. I am lucky to live where I do. So many times I considered letting the farm go, but I just couldn't, and now I can enjoy what it has to offer. Thanks for your unwavering support, buddy. XOXOXOXO
  13. Everyone saw my even more stupid/banal/excruciating than usual Comments that they were frightened away from responding? ;–)
  14. droughtquake

    #765 The Mackerel

    I could ask the one question that frustrates both you and @Timothy M.… ;–)
  15. Timothy M.

    #765 The Mackerel

    LOL, of course - I forgot about that.
  16. REPLY Really, everyone prefers live yoghurt TASTE
  17. I think I wanted to come back and make a comment after I thought it over and I just forgot. I'll get there eventually.
  18. chris191070

    Chapter 33

    Awesome chapter.
  19. What is it about the Moon that defies all our knowledge? Despite having walked on her dusty surface, a mere mention conjures up ancient magic and millenia of dreams....chills enveloped me as your words wove their spell. Lucky you, with all of outdoors to waft in on that breeze--I get occasional flowers, mown lawns and the tinge of exhaust from passing cars outside my door...or the wail of sirens or yells of students on a game day....
  20. You could always get mini potted roses. They will give you blooms all summer long as long as you fertilize. I use Miracle Gro. Same with love, if you look after it... feed it... and appreciate it while you have it.
  21. Superpride

    Chapter Eleven

    Hopefully, Damien will be able to learn more about Annabella’s past since it is very apparent she has been very secretive about her family for example. And maybe get some kind of closure as well. Also, thank you for liking the origin of Odin who also only has one eye in the original mythology. 😉
  22. Forget his regards i want another chapter!
  23. Today's question - Why does Chapter 14 'Wiped out' have a measly total of 3 comments? Was it so stupendous / banal / excruciating that nobody apart from @droughtquake put digital pen to paper? Just curious.
  24. I like it--especially since it joins two of my favorite things, writing and roses. I've tried growing these before, and failed every time, but at least I had a few successful loves bloom for a time. Still, the beauty of a rose is eternal, as is the memory of Love.
  25. Awesome chapter. Can’t wait to see what Xaviel has shifted into.
  26. Puppilull

    Chapter 48

    Well now... That was satisfying. ☺
  27. Butcher56

    ADC Chapter 13

    Awesome chapter, Devon shouldn’t be too mad at Edgar for streaking from the bathroom to his room right across the hall. Now that he knows for sure that Edgar is gay he should understand the streaking behavior. I hope that Devon calms down quite a bit before he says something that he’ll regret later, especially since he needs Edgar’s help as he gets his strength and mobility back.
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