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Comicality

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  1. The music... It surrounded you at all times. On all sides. It was an infinite vibration that rattled through you nonstop. To the point where your limbs became numb and weak from the constant pounding of soundwaves blasted against you with every quivering pulse of air. It became almost essential to my very movement. If the IceZone had silenced the beat for even a moment, I might have found myself unable to coordinate enough to put one foot in front of the other until it started again. It was a l
  2. With a few extremely quick steps, I raced towards all four attackers at once! My hands began to move so fast that I was literally hitting two or three of them at once! They had NO defense! I was backing all FOUR of them up towards the wall with the frantic blur of my fists. They attempted to fight back, but I could read their thoughts faster than they could. While my mind reading ability had been nearly suffocated in this place...Zero's seemed to cut right through, and they're every move was an
  3. A voice came from behind the door. "Don't worry. We're not here for any books, librarian." And suddenly, a hand reached through the door, grabbing Stew roughly by the neck and lifting him off of his feet. "Consider this part of the Archive, re-opened." And he TOSSED Stew back into the room with all of his strength. My senses kicked in immediately, and before Stew could hit the ground, I kicked the table towards the spot where he was going to land. It slid right underneath him, somewhat break
  4. I reached the end of the hall, and found myself standing on a platform in the middle of what seemed to be a giant cylinder shaped room. The walls acting as bookshelves, for what I assumed to be the vampire scriptures themselves. They were books, actual books. Side by side, one after the other, lined up and tucked away for safe keeping. Each book was bound individually by whoever had written it, and each series of books were seperated by author, and category, and time period. Imagine a bookshelf
  5. I had somehow made it to another main artery of the club, and was hoping that it would lead me somewhere where I could at least be visible. Just in case Bryson and the others were looking for me. The music was so loud that I was almost numb from the constant vibrations. And then suddenly, with a bright flash in the ceiling, and a sudden blinding shower of confetti from above, a booming announcement came over the loudspeakers. Whatever area I was in, was changing it's 'theme' for the next hour,
  6. We were led into another hallway, and at the end were two vampires that looked three times the size of any normal full grown man I'd ever seen! It was almost comical, the amount of muscular bulk that they had in their arms, and in their necks...hell, even their wrinkled brow looked like they had more muscle than I did in my whole body! And yet they were dressed to the nines in suits and jackets. They were searching everyone at the door for weapons, from the looks of it. And they were asking a t
  7. It was the sound of clanging and shuffling that got our attention next, mixed with a couple of well rehearsed curse words, and Taryn and I tried to figure out what was happening. There were three silhouettes, struggling and stumbling their way through the lot. It was Max and Rain moving to catch a HIGHLY intoxicated Gyro before he fell face down into the dirt. He was so drunk that his eyes were practically rolling back. I giggled at the sight, the waifish 13 year old boy swinging limp from Max'
  8. I felt my feet dig DEEPLY into the floor, my body ready to defend me at all costs. But this time my senses were open and aware of everything around me. Everything. This wasn't like the other times at all, this was different. It was as if my instincts had developed a whole new understanding of what fighting was...and it was ready like never before! I heard a sound coming from the right, and saw the redhead guy run for another car to toss! Then the one on the left charged right for me! I was a
  9. When I finally DID emerge from that trailer, some twenty five minutes later, my clothes were beyond wrinkled, and my hair was more messed up than 'patting it down with my hands' could fix. Hehehe, to look at myself in the side mirror of our trailer was a comical experience, to say the least. Taryn really WAS horny tonight. He seemed to give me an extra talented burst of sexual pleasure this evening, and I was feeling kinda weak in the knees at the moment. The way his body could move, the way his
  10. I felt as though I had run into another unbreakable barricade in this world. As though the path I was walking had just become even smaller than before, and I was finding it hard to keep moving. "I'm so....lost, Bryson. I'm lost...and I'm tired....and I'm scared. I'm just...I'm trying to deal with everything as fast as I can, and this life just keeps throwing things at me from so many angles at once that I can hardly think anymore." "I know, kid. I know." He said. "Justin....there are soooo ma
  11. The museum stood as a small maze of glaring white walls in the center of the old place, reaching up as high as 20 feet in the air...but with no ceiling. The strange thing is, there were speakers at the top that sent out noise cancelling soundwaves, creating a peaceful oasis in the center of the club. It didn't even feel like we were in the same place. Doc was practically spinning around in circles, his memory sucking up every detail like a sponge, and I was sure we were all going to cheerfully
  12. 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.
  13. The asshole backed away from me, and I licked my lips with a smile. Inferior human trash...this is the end of your experience, my friend. "Is that the kind of ride you were looking for 'daddy'?" I said, but it didn't sound like my voice. It was much deeper. A demon's voice. "Because it's not over quite yet." "What the fuck ARE you?!?!?!" He shouted, holding his wrist in pain. "I'm the last thing you'll ever see." I said, and charged towards him, using my enhanced speed to pounce on him b
  14. One of the first things I saw as I came back into our little clearing in the lot, was Trevor. He was leaning back against the trunk of an old Buick, and Michael was sitting on it behind him with legs spread. Michael, as usual was tending to Trevor's every need and desire, by kissing and suckling at his neck. One of his hands was running small circles under Trevor's shirt, just around his navel, feeling the smooth creamy skin underneath. His other hand, was submerged down the front of his half
  15. It took a while for my limbs to stop spasming painfully from over using them. I have put my body through pure hell over the last week alone, and it was just about ready to shut down on me. Jenna was kind enough to let me rest for a bit until I was able to move again. "You know, if you would feed when you're supposed to, your body would function a hell of a lot better. Not to mention it would heal faster." She said, trying to help me up to my feet. "I know, I know." I said, rolling my eye
  16. The lake wasn't far away from where I was, and since I knew Taryn would be meeting me about a twenty minute walk South from there, I decided to let some of the starlight soak in. Looking out into the waves of the lake as I strolled down the sidewalk, I was reminded of how beautiful it used to look in the daytime. Some days it would be blue, this incredible shade of blue, that lifted your spirits just to gaze upon. And other days, it would almost glow with an emerald green color, that was just
  17. We were getting soaked in the storm. The stuff that was taken from us was getting even more horribly damaged by the constant falling of heavy rain, and our spirits had already been shaken enough for one night. So Bryson told everybody to grab the sacks the raiders left behind and bring them to the abandoned building where we'd have some shelter. At least then we could clean up a bit and dry off. We made sure to bring some dry clothes to change into also, and made our way over, going up a coupl
  18. He walked more beside me than in front of me, somehow still guiding me forward with every careful step. The wisps of shadows surrounding him were swirling ever so softly, like a thin veil of smoke. I took a few extended glances at it, trying to peer through it, trying to understand what its make-up was. It wasn't anything like a fog or a fabric or a mask really. It was literally made of shadows. As though they rushed to conceal him the second he passed any dark section of the sidewalk. All you
  19. Michael didn't flinch at all as I approached him. It must have been a deliberate display of confidence, because there was no WAY he couldn't have seen the hatred in my eyes. In fact, it almost seemed to make him smile even wider. Which succeeded in angering me even more. "I see Taryn's eye healed up nicely." He said. "That's good. You know, he's too 'pretty' to be walking around with a big shiner like that. Good shot, by the way." "I KNOW what you did!" I sneered through gritted teeth. I
  20. I took a moment to just listen to the world around me. The waves, the music, the chit chat of every person to walk by. It was hypnotic in a way that I can't explain. I felt as though I was experiencing it all for the first time. Dion was standing next to me, almost unnoticeable grin, seemingly doing the same. "You know...I really miss this stuff, now that I think about it." I said. Dion didn't comment, just smiled softly in my direction. He looked up at the giant ferris wheel above us with suc
  21. "Remember, Justin... it's not a matter of pushing or forcing it to work. You've just got to concentrate. That's all. " Bryson said, standing behind me at a close, but 'safe', distance. "Remember, a vampire's extra is merely an extension of himself. Become one with who you really are inside, and then focus it outwards." I stared at the glass bottles in front of me, only 10 feet away, sitting on the rusted hood of an old car in the lot. I took a deep, meditative breath, and then opened my eye
  22. 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.
  23. I walked back to my room, hoping that Gyro was still safe. Coming in through the doorway, I noticed that all of the other boys and girls had left...except for Kyra. She sat silently at Gyro's side, holding his hand underneath the blankets. She looked at me from accross the room, her face never using a single muscle to change her expression in her angelic, but deadened, image. Her eyes were surrounded by a thin layer of black, almost looking like make-up, and her lips looked pale and cold. Gyro w
  24. Dash was more than happy to welcome in a new vampire in need, but Twilight was far from being hospitable. "What do you think you're doing? You're bringing in yet ANOTHER person off of the street? Do you understand how that affects our ability to defend..." "Twilight, please. Can't you see this boy needs our help?" Dash answered, and was telling his helpers to get Gyro some medical attention before she could protest much more. "I need to talk to you." She demanded, and she and Dash walked
  25. I had missed him! His touch, his scent, his kiss...to be in contact with it again was orgasmic. My love for him became explosive, all in that one instant, and it was as though my heart didn't know how to handle it. We were so wrapped up in the moment that we'd forgotten that someone else was even in the room with us. "I think I'll leave you two alone." Dash said from the doorway, and with a smile, he walked away to give me and Taryn some privacy. I tenderly reached up a soft hand to lightly
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