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:::::HAHD::::: Episode 6||||| Half Angel Half Demon |||||
"Picking up anything?" Chris shouts, leaning left to round a turn.
Kara and Paronis shake their heads, despite the wolf's inability to see the action, "Nothing, keep going."
Swerving left and right to avoid a multitude of debris, the wolf fills the throttle, gunning the engine before shooting the bike over a barricade and onto the second half of the highway. Ahead lays a wall of debris, the scorched black texture indicating it to be the blasted remains of a bomber.
Slowing the bike to a halt, Chris looks left and right, "Still nothing?"
An orange hand nearly breaks the back of his head, pointing in the direction of a tilted building, Kara shouting, "there there there!"
Nodding, the ni'illith gestures for him to drive, "We don't really have anything to lose, no
:::::HAHD::::: Episode 5||||| Half Angel Half Demon |||||
'Call me Grease Monkey...'
Ashen smiles, pleased at the reinforcements that had walked into the institute moments prior to her descent towards the hangar. While walking among the various soldiers gathered on the multiple landing bays she touches the furred underside of a dragon with four wings, stroking it as she makes her way towards the snout.
"Excuse me, could you not do that?" the colossal creature asks as it twists its serpentine head, nearly knocking her over with a set of ebony horns sprouting from behind its ears, "It makes me nervous."
Nodding once, she meekly replies, "sure."
The scaled head impeding her path returns to its previous position, allowing the woman with grey skin to see the engines of the Phoenix cough and sputter smoke before dying completely in a whine of dismay. As she walks up the entrance ramp, sh
:::::HAHD::::: Episode 4||||| Half Angel Half Demon |||||
'Each time a person is born, God flips a coin.
Heads means that he will be blessed
Tails means that he will be cursed
And when it lands on its edge…
The freedom of True Choice is granted.'
Walking through the dilapidated streets, Chris looks upwards to the amber sky, plucking shapes from its slowly billowing surface.
Looking down to his right arm he finds Kara's hooked into the groove. Her eyes, previously wandering from side to side in search of any movement, suddenly widen as furred ears twitch.
Immediately they are running down yellow lines, the wolf trying to maintain his precarious balance as his arm is nearly ripped from its socket. The screeching halt sends him headlong into the side of a leaning apartment building, his form crumpling to the sidewalk.
Rubbing the soreness in his skull away he watches Kara hop f
:::::HAHD::::: Episode 3||||| Half Angel Half Demon |||||
Cursing under his breath, Joseph flings yet another green sphere, its detonation tossing chitin body-parts into the air like confetti.
Bone shears through a brown woman on his right, piercing her shoulder and ripping it free with the rest of her arm, the force dragging her almost-dead form forward. Her head lifts to find Shirrir, her remaining arm motioning to her throat, red lights winking on every display.
Suddenly, with superhuman strength, the woman rises to her feet and runs, pink hair flowing behind like a cape, as neural synapses fire and activate the bomb implanted in her armor. The blinding light from the nova of force pierces eyelids, burning smoke invading everyone's lungs as metal masks form over their heads, transforming each face into a deep green skull.
Silence pervades, Joseph lifting his face from th
:::::HAHD::::: Episode 2||||| Half Angel Half Demon |||||
Zar runs through the desecrated streets, swinging his pistol from side to side and firing at torn creatures, occasionally missing and breaking a cluster of horns protruding from what were once human bones.
Pulling the trigger, he hears the hollow clang of an empty clip, causing him to curse under his breath and throw the spent case back at his pursuers. Slapping another rectangular block in and drawing back the chamber, he sees the hole blasted into the highway before an infected individual drops in front of him, forcing Zar to place the muzzle to the creature's head and jerk the trigger before it can react.
Dashing past its form before gravity proceeds bring it to the ground, the human ducks into an alleyway and up a fire escape, turning once to drop small marbles down into the streets. The orbs glint in the air, exploding into plumes of smok
:::::HAHD::::: Episode 1||||| Half Angel Half Demon |||||
Start The End
Shira slowly walks through the halls of the academy, footsteps echoing in the air, accompanied by those of the soldiers surrounding her.
Lining the walls are pictures of City 13 under siege, a massacre of the forces on both sides.
Of the menagerie, one causes everyone to stop in mid-step.
Citizens, armed with nothing more than poles and rubble, meet the front lines, fighting with every last portion of their spirit engrained.
Dashing, she swears under her breath.
Wind pushes across the plains, sending ripples through the sea of high grass.
Kara nuzzles the side of Chris's face, slowly waking to the world around. Looking down, she notices that her companion hasn't let go since he first embraced and, with a smile
---Stargazer--- Episode 20~~~Stargazer~~~
In the Beginning…
The earth and heavens tear apart, reality rending itself and creating endless chasms of light, hellfire, thunder, and shadow.
Figures with horns fly upwards from the ground as creatures with graceful wings fall from the clouds, their faces filled with panic.
Horrendous arms chase after them, tearing apart each one of the fearful visions in the instant that they touch, causing the sky to rain tears of blood.
Angels and demons drop nearer to the ground that is away from the rift, some fighting valiantly against their predator only to be torn in the same way as their brothers. Those without weapons run, unable to do anything else.
Suddenly the arms all stop, a single cloaked man standing in front of them without anything to fend them off. Wind distorts around him, taking his cover away and reveali
---Stargazer--- Episode 19~~~Stargazer~~~
Completing the Circle
Chris slowly stands up, calmly correcting his broken nose with a twist.
Turning to the single-eyed creature standing near the entrance of the great room, he emits a sigh, "So… you've finally come back… three on one seems to hardly be a fair fight though."
Shira, caught in fear, glances towards him, "three?"
Two twins split from the manifestation's form, these with eleven and ten glowing yellow orbs set into their heads.
In an instant Chris has grabbed the pistol that Shira had taken earlier, joining it with a twin. Two long chains of bullets rise from his pack without tangible aid, connecting with the clips of his weapons before fusing with the handles in a brilliant burst of light.
Flames roar, the muzzles of his weapons engulfed in never-ending cones of explo
---Stargazer--- Episode 18~~~Stargazer~~~
Pulsing against the air with his leathery wings, Chris streaks through the city at the base of the tree, his clawed limbs curled against his body and held less than a foot above a river of black tarmac.
Bullets strike the ground around his large form, figures in both composite and powered armors firing every single shell they have in an attempt to stop the beast from reaching his destination.
Suddenly the dragon shoots straight upwards into the air, a black silhouette against the white clouds. Barrel-rolling in the air, he twists until he is facing the army in the streets, opening his mouth wide and emitting a thunderous roar before striking straight downwards.
Ripping a man from his perch with one of his scaled hands, Chris quickly throws him backwards, causing him to land next to Kara. The female smiles evilly at the soldier, toss
I Belong To You I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another coat like her. Yet here I am, blundering through the elements in my vain search for the acceptance and warmth I found wrapped in Valentino’s woollen sleeves.
Thud. My body slams into the door, making the ‘open’ sign quiver and the bells tinkle in offense. I fight for entry, the door’s assault doubled by the stale funk of
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