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Dark Melody pt4At that very moment the door opened and Spades Slick could see Snowman's feet and the lower part of her calves in the doorway. Slowly he lifted his head, seeing that she was looking down at him with a rather annoyed expression. "Well, well, what have we here?" she said after a moment of silence.
He lifted his head to see her smirking at him around her cigarette holder.
"Trying to escape, Slick?" she asked him. "You should know by now that isn't going to happen."
He growled at her even as she walked over and looked down at him with an amused expression. "Hmmm.. maybe I'll just leave you like that for awhile, to teach you a lesson." she said. "You can't exactly cause trouble if you can't move around."
"Just shut up!"
She chucked and kicked him hard in the stomach.
He gasped then coughed, trying to catch his breath. She'd knocked the wind out of him. "I think maybe you're the one who should be shutting up." she said kneeling down and looking at his face. "that is, if you don't
Different Perspective 3Chapter 3
1 stared at the hologram of the Scientist as the man's lips began speaking his message to 9 in his sad and tired tone. The male stitchpunk seemed rooted to the stop, listening to his creator talking. This man had made all of them and was like their father. A father that made them, then abandoned them. Abandoned them to a world of pain and death.
1 couldn't help but walk toward the hologram, his hand out as if he intended to reach up and touch the man whom was speaking. It had been such a long time and he looked so old and worn out. Was this really the same person?
It had to be. It looked just like him.
"Creator?" He stammered, not believing what he was seeing. When had the man made this? Why did he look so frail and old? Had he worn himself out? Was he not sleeping properly?
Why didn't you take care of yourself properly? When 1's hand made contact with the image it blinked then vanished as he tried to touch the scientist's face. 1 gasped and groped for the fading image, a whi
Liquid Metal Chapter 2Jill was finally beginning to come to her senses. The dizziness and nausea were wearing off for the most part, although there was something strange going on with her vision and there was an odd ringing in her ear. She tried to tune it out as she focused on her surroundings.
It seemed as though she was being carried through... a field? Or maybe a park, considering the trees. She groaned softly and shifted a bit, then heard a grunt from whoever was carrying her.
Wolverine paused a moment, looking around himself, familiarizing himself with his surroundings. He sniffed the air, catching a brief wiff of the people who were following them. So far they were too far away to be a problem. He growled softly and continued running.
"Hey, what's going on?" Jill exclaimed, struggling a little in his arms. "Where are you taking me?" She had no idea who was carrying her or what was going on.
"Don't worry, kid," he said talking as he ran. "I'm a friend."
"No I want to know what's going on," she insiste
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