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  1. Comicality
    So I took the short walk back to the center of the lot, making sure to keep some distance between me and Rain. I know the others were watching me. I could feel their eyes on me, and I had become quite a 'spectacle' since this whole thing happened. But I tried to ignore the stares anyway. Bryson honestly had NO idea what to do with me. NONE. And something about that made him feel just as lost and helpless as I did. He just didn't know how to help me. And 'helping' people is all he really kno
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    I didn't want there to be any eyes staring at me at the moment Especially once I saw Jenna and Max talking to Bryson about what really happened at the club tonight. I half expected Bryson to just want to be left alone, considering the harsh blow that Rain had just delivered straight to his pride. But as always, his duty to the rest of the family far outweighed any personal miseries he may be dealing with. I think he'd seriously worry himself into a coma if it meant keeping us safe. I guess it'
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    Even when getting off of the train, Taryn couldn't connect his once brilliant, emerald green, eyes with my own. If only I could get him to look at me.just once. But he never did. Instead he kept himself anchored to Rain's comforting embrace to the point where even reaching out to touch his shoulder was impossible. His eyes had literally been exhausted of their tears, swollen and dry, bloodshot to the degree where it just looked like it hurt him to blink. But it wasn't the pain that was display
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    It's been said that suffering builds character. And there are few that know suffering better than young Justin. Only 14 years old, he has found an easy way out. A suicidal tendency that he is hoping will bring an end to his misery. But when he meets a mysterious boy at the end of Navy Pier one dark evening...he is given an alternative. One that will give him purpose, and set in motion the events that will lead to his ultimate destiny....in a world not like our own.
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    We all stared at the empty doorway, paralyzed by what we saw. The lights inside were on, bright...shining a golden spotlight on the wreckage inside. I felt Taryn's grip on my hand grow tighter as we attempted to muster up the courage to walk inside. As much as I didn't want to see what was inside...I surprisingly took the first shakey step forward. And the others held their breaths as they came in after me. I walked down the hallway towards the dancefloor entrance. The same hallway that was
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    I just stood there.... staring at the screen. There was such a foreboding sensation that took over my very being in that moment. It was like having someone dance on your grave. Feeling your chest sink in the middle, your brain turn cold, your soul beginning to tremble with an intangible sense of fear that you couldn't comprehend until you were threatened in a way that truly frightened you. It took Taryn's gentle hand on my shoulder to somehow give me an anchor back to a solid reality. I jer
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    "So that's it, right? I mean, this guy is what we've been looking for?" Taryn asked excitedly. It almost seemed too good to be true, but I was definitely keeping my fingers crossed. "Well...we'll see. I'll give that site of his a quick look in a few days. I don't want to look too eager." Doc said, closing his laptop. "I'll check it out this weekend, and make sure to poke around about more than just mimics so he doesn't get suspicious. If all goes well...we might have just found ourselves a t
  8. Comicality
    I didn't know if I was prepared for Jun's teachings today. Or any day for that matter. My last experience wasn't so 'pleasant', afterall. But Dion gave me a very 'inspiring' poke in the side to tell me to go ahead and quit being a coward. Basically, I had to either step forward, or let Dion's finger actually penetrate my abdomen from the pressure. He grinned at me, and I politely gave him the finger before going to meet Jun at the edge of the clearing. I was quaking inside, afraid of what I
  9. Comicality
    The colors were the first thing that I noticed in the dream. So vibrant. So real. Memories of the morning sunlight still somewhat recent in my mind. I think it was some of Doc's flawless recollection that allowed me to retain so much of its glorious detail. It was a rose colored glimpse into a life that I had left behind. A life I could never be part of again. Everything seemed so bright. I had almost forgotten how the world looked when it wasn't obscurred by darkness and shadow. How beautif
  10. Comicality
    I kept my eyes focused on Natpea's frozen stare, my body alive with every defensive instinct that it had at its disposal as he stood there in complete silence. No matter what extras I used to examine his mental state or physical tension at that moment, I couldn't read anything at all. It's not as though he had a defensive shield up or anything to prevent me sensing it in him....it simply wasn't there. His emotions were completely void of any fear, hesitation, or caution. None. Like, at ALL! It
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    I started my determined I started my determined march forward once again, and it began to feel as though time and space itself began to bend to my will. You can't imagine the power! You can't imagine the insatiable RAGE! It was burning so hot that I thought my skin would burn with all of the hate in my heart! Every step brought me closer to the one shining light I had left in this world, and God HELP the poor soul who stood in my way! It was then that I heard a sound coming from the side, a
  12. Comicality
    Coming home from the old church was an exercise in control. It seemed like the very essence of sex was everywhere. The entire city was 'alive' with it. It was in every face, every twist of the hips, every hidden thought in the minds of the humans around us. I could feel it, see it, breathe it. And yet...instead of being amazed by the sensation...it frustrated me. I felt this burning anger rising to a peak the longer I was around them, and it made me want to hurt them. To 'take' my sex from them
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    I awoke from my sleep very slowly the next evening. Could it be that 14 hours had passed me by so quickly? I felt sluggish, drowsy...barely able to lift my heavy eyelids. It was a much slower awakening than what I was used to. Even last night's awakening was late. Taryn hardly ever woke up before I did. My mind could barely function, and I was slow to take in my surroundings as I found myself in bed....alone. That's not right. I don't...wake up alone anymore. Do I? As my senses kicked in,
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    I believe that the overall emotional drain of the visions I was experiencing during my dream had caused me to oversleep a little bit the next night. I was usually the first one to rise, but I could already sense the activity of the others in the lot around me before I even opened my eyes that evening. Especially the scribblings of the boy laying in the bed beside me. I could hear his ink pen, swiftly scratching against the pages of his diary as he translated his thoughts into words, and his han
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    I sat in that empty part of the lot...and waited. Waited for what? I don't know. Something. Anything. Answers. Questions. Perhaps more tears. But whatever it was that I was hoping to find in my solitude...it wasn't coming. I stared up at the night time sky, the darkness brightening ever so slightly with the dawn only two or three hours away. The stars seemed so bright to me. Their twinkling clarity was almost a burden to my sensitive eyes. But I remember them. I remember them well. And th
  16. Comicality
    It took us another forty five minutes before we were able to leave the club and return to the underground monorail platform. There were checkpoints to pass through, and guardians to watch us, even through the hidden passages...all as we hurried to make that place a distant memory. Jarrod had given us the right directions sure enough, and Taryn and I hobbled our way up to the main greeting area. Bryson, naturally, was worried beyond belief, standing there waiting for us with the kind of facial e
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    The first thing Taryn did when he approached the bar where we were sitting, was hug me around the neck from behind and kiss me on the cheek. His warmth and flexibility was such a contrast to the frozen body I was sleeping next to less than a half hour before. "Hey, baby." He smiled, his eyes glazed over as he smiled sensually at me. "Morning." I leaned up to taste his lips briefly, and felt him gently bite down on my bottom lip, and hold it in his teeth a moment before letting go. We giggled
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    We were quick to gather ourselves together and get out of that club. Besides, it looked like Bernie was ready to swing a billy club at anybody still standing after having his business trashed so badly. It's best that we not be in his presence and be perfectly healthy at the same time. We stepped over small puddles of blood, broken furniture, fixtures that had fallen from the ceiling. It was hard to believe that this was the same club that that the others had taken me to that first night to
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    My stance found a strong, almost immovable, hold on the ground beneath me. And I could feel it empowering me...rejuvenating me. It was as if all the energy of the Earth itself was surging up through my feet and dispersing itself directly into every part of my very spirit. Was it an extra that I wasn't aware of? Something that I had never noticed before? No...that wasn't it. Not at all. I knew what this was. It was 'confidence'. Good old fashioned 'confidence'. And somehow, despite the fear tha
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    I laid there next to Taryn for a few more minutes, the frozen state of his body giving me a shiver from its lack of a comfortable temperature. I just wanted to absorb some of his invisible essence for a while longer. Sometimes...it felt like my heart wouldn't beat at all without it. We were still in the Ice Zone sleeping quarters, and I found myself restricted by the confined space as I stretched my body out with a yawn. Naturally, I was earlier to rise than most vampires, And I leaned over to
  21. Comicality
    It's been said that suffering builds character. And there are few that know suffering better than young Justin. Only 14 years old, he has found an easy way out. A suicidal tendency that he is hoping will bring an end to his misery. But when he meets a mysterious boy at the end of Navy Pier one dark evening...he is given an alternative. One that will give him purpose, and set in motion the events that will lead to his ultimate destiny....in a world not like our own.
  22. Comicality
    I had to chuckle a bit to myself at Gyro's reaction, and I felt Taryn's strong caress loosen up slightly around my neck. He noticed that the color of my shirt was different, and leaned back a bit to look at it. He read the message on the front, and a giant grin spread out on his sweet lips. "Hehehe...dude, I don't even wanna KNOW what that's about?" He giggled. "Oh...yeah. Well, my last shirt got, kinda...'trashed'." I said, my glance moving back over to Bryson momentarily as I avoided goin
  23. Comicality
    The two of us moved away from the Raider market and saw a few street performers lining the streets. Small feats of magic, comedy, shell games...it was certainly entertaining. The boy smiled at me as he saw my enjoyment, and I couldn't help but grin bashfully at being caught. I saw a juggler on the side of the hall, flipping a variety of different balls in the air. Some heavy, some light, all different sizes. I watched intently for a moment or two, dazzled by the fact that he could even manage t
  24. Comicality
    Again, the car I was leaning against was rapidly SNATCHED up into the air by the invisible monster, and carried off into the dark sky above! I fell backwards a bit, and looked upwards to see the giant metal slab being dropped down right on TOP of me! I quickly rolled to the side...once, twice, three times...feeling my heart race as the car fell upside down, missing me by inches! Debris and dust fell over my shoulders, and with a cough, I stumbled to my feet to look for more cover. Like a da
  25. Comicality
    As I stood outside on the hospital lawn by the parking lot, looking up into the window where Richie used to lean over in his bed and look out into his limited vision of the world, I felt a guilt ridden chill fall on my shoulders like a shower of ice. A moment of fear. A moment of doubt. Exactly how long had it been since I've been here? Time was such an ineffectual part of my life now, ever since I've been born into darkness. You lose track of it so easily. Minutes taken for granted as immortali
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