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Author’s note: The beginning of this chapter is from Cristobel’s point of view. Chapter 9: Cerebral Battlefield I waited impatiently for the doctor to give us news about Julian. I wanted to look into his beautiful blue eyes once more. I felt responsible, as if I could have prevented Julian’s condition. I had no idea what to expect. Julian was the most complicated and intriguing individual I had ever met. He was a powerful warrior with a heart of gold. From the first time Adriana ordered me
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Chapter 8: The Raging Tiger “Wake up, right now!” Adriana screamed. I almost jumped out of my skin. “He’s gone, and it’s all your fault. Why do you have to be such a fucking asshole?” “What do you mean gone?” I gasped. “Cristobel left sometime late last night,” she said. I could feel her anger. She blamed me and rightfully so. I was being stubborn. Cristobel felt like he had lost me forever. If only he had understood that I just needed time. “Brian found his diary still open. I have an
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Chapter 7: Venting Frustration The afternoon was an interesting one to say the least. I decided to accept Natalia’s offer. The VR software for long staff improved my skills tremendously. Immediately afterwards, some rogues attacked a residential neighborhood in northern Centropolis. Cristobel and I led a small team to take them out. We chose Brian, Calista, and Dennis for the mission. Six evoloid rogues were on the scene. Their powers were wind manipulation, superhuman strength, canine feral
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Chapter 6: Homecoming ******************** Cristobel’s Diary January 7, 3007 Everything is different now. I’m not proud of my actions this evening. The council’s obsession with communal love has forced me to go against most of my principles. I love Julian. I know our relationship is still new, but I already love him a lot. I don’t know how I could live without him in my life. The council has forced both of us to put our own feelings aside to further their own agenda. I don’t unders
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Chapter 5: Goodbye Cristobel, Hello Simon Andrew Barber came into the training room about two minutes later. He was a tall man, about 6’2 with baby blue eyes and dark brown hair. “You were lucky, kid. I’ve seen EAS agents shoot holes through people. This won’t take long. I’m Andrew Barber by the way.” His hands started glowing. I could feel a tingling sensation in my side as Andrew healed my wound. It only took about 10 seconds, and the wound was gone, leaving the burned shirt as the only rem
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Chapter 4: Power, Pleasure, and Pain Brian and Dennis lay on the bed snuggled up. Brian was snoring loudly. Cristobel requested a portal to the dining room at HQ, as we would be dining with the counsel. When we arrived, the three council members and Lady Valentine were all seated at the table along with Nikita. “How was your session, lover boys?” Lady Valentine asked. “Well, I’m exhausted,” Cristobel replied. “I think Julian is too. This power is dangerous. There are two supposedly strai
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Chapter 3: White Knight City Valentine The beautiful white stallion with golden armor flew through the sky with a knight in golden armor on his back. The pair landed on an open prairie just outside a beautiful deciduous forest. The sky was blue with a beautiful golden star shining down on the planet surface. The knight removed his helmet. He was me! The horse transformed into a handsome, young man with dark brown wavy hair and olive skin. The horse had turned into Cristobel. He looked into
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Chapter 2: Tasks and Rewards I woke up the next morning well rested and happy. I had pleasant dreams for the first time in weeks. Cristobel was still sleeping. I got dressed and went into the hallway. The aroma of sausage and eggs filled the air. I went down the hallway and took a left turn towards the kitchen. Aunt Cassidy was in there preparing breakfast. Though cooking wasn’t necessary due to technological advancement, she insisted on cooking the old-fashioned way. “Good morning, Julian.
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In 3007, Earth is a much differenct place. Some humans have reached a new stage of evolution. Two of these evoloids have taken over the planet. The White Knights have recently recruited a powerful evoloid hoping that he can help defeat The Dark Knights.
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Prologue It’s been over 200 years since the world was dark and uninhabitable for humans. Most think of Cristobel Ortiz and myself, Julian Petzolt, as angels of mercy. Others think of us as bloodthirsty revolutionaries, the lesser of two evils. I like to think of myself as more of an anti-hero; not completely good or evil. I’m no angel and neither is Cristobel. Historians say we won the battle without any help. Those historians are wrong. Adriana Mancini-Castillo was one of our greatest teache
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As long as the guy's not hideous, it's all good. I really do care more about a guy's personality though. I don't like guys who are total jerks.
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Happy birthday, gramps.
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I'm going with both. I won't marry someone I don't love. I also would like the benefits. Since I'm in a country that's unlikely to have gay marriage in my lifetime, I'm more than willing to move elsewhere...
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Locked inside a barren landscape The world beyond makes me grimace Not a flame of light can be seen in the great beyond Let me open the door and see beauty asunder The day the beauty returns shall beckon delight Locked in a world where nothing is right The emptiness within poisons my spirit Not a day goes by when I think not of what should be Let me rest and find tranquil dreams of splendor The day I find my place in the world is nearer Locked in a mind unwillin
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Happy birthday.
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These are poems about my various emotional states. As with the other collection, these are often angsty.
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Barely able to sleep at night Chained by the turbulent mind Distant from the light Destined nightmares reign Darkness consuming energy Villainy like a dagger through the heart Barely awake enough to care Chained to the wall in defeat Distant from the joys of life Destined to feel more pain Darkness consuming all hope Villainy like a torture chamber of the mind Barely alive with desperation’s song Chained by miserable quandary Distance from the echoes of
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I may not be perfect yet I am real and growing stronger I am free to spread my wings and soar beyond the horizon The time in the pit of despair reminds me of scars No longer will I allow myself to be weak I may not be the strongest I have ever been yet I know I am free to seek a life beyond the darkness of agony The time of torture only feeds my resolve to live No longer will it determine the course of my days I may not be a saint yet I a
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I dream of the day when I can have what I want But it’s hard to figure out if it can ever be I walk the path of confusion and loneliness Where it leads I do not know but I ponder Will I ever be where I want to be or is it a lost cause? I dream of the nights of endless and beautiful passion But it’s hard to let go of what I desire I walk the path of one who does not understand Where do I belong if I cannot be who I want to be? Will I ever break free of the pain and st
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The infinite blue of the sky inspires me to reach new heights The sun blazes in its glory and allows me to see the beauty of the world The world is a vast open space waiting to be explored by all Join the masses in celebrating life and all it has to offer to those who seek The infinite will and strength of humankind can inspire thee The sun shall guide you throughout the worldwide playground The world may not be perfect but it is your life-long home Join the search for all
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Feeling like a man stranded alone on an island I ponder endlessly through the loneliness and pain Feeling as though there is nothing more to life than this I ponder why I even bother to wake up in the morning Feeling as though no one understand the pain I suffer I ponder the meaning of a life of limited existence Feeling the great burden of boredom and melancholy I ponder about how to flee from this life of strife Am I a man who will find the answers and find peace?
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I am a prisoner of my own tumultuous mind I am a thinker and a philosopher in constant contemplation I am a free spirit in desperate need of release from captivity I am a constantly shifting wave of tension and folly I am a dreamer who wants the world in the palm of his hand I am a loner longing to find someone to share a life with I am a pessimist who often feels unworthy of what he desires I am a caring soul whose intentions are often misunderstood I am a weary travel
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Climbing into the light is what I must do For darkness only imprisons me in a self-made prison The sun replenishes my spirit and makes me feel alive I no longer want to carry the burdens of anger and pain Climbing into the light allows me to dream again For darkness robs me of all hope and leads to misery The sun lifts my spirits and the dark clouds disappear I no longer will allow myself to fall into despair Climbing into the light sets me free and restores me For
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Knowing what I want but seeing it flee my grasp I’ve held onto hope for as long as I can Cast aside are my blinders of hope My deepest regrets I can hide no longer My mistakes always have costs too great Knowing what I may have lost forever I’ve held onto the pain which cannot cease Cast aside are the longings of my heart My deepest fear may reach fruition with fury My mistakes are mine and mine alone Knowing what I must do to regain what I have lost I’ve hel
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Questioning the sincerity of words I wonder if they meant anything at all Familiar patterns emerge with sharpness of pain I should have known better than to believe Questioning everything thought and word I wonder why I ever believed they meant anything Familiar words are spoken but oblivious I was I should know not trust a damn thing they say Questioning the paths of uncertainty I wonder why I let myself to trust at all Familiar paths I tarry when I should know
