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Star Wars: Journey to the Dark Side (Head Cannon)She seemed to walk through the flames that spread throughout the temple. A young girl that looked to be about five or six years of age. She walked up to him in a quickening pace. She had the look of someone strong, unwavering, but forgiving.Star Wars: Journey to the Dark Side (Head Cannon) by LocalAlly
He looked up to see Luke a few feet behind her. Then turned his gaze to look back down at the child. Staring at her tiny face, she was the type that could see the good in anyone; whether it be a living being or even a droid. Strong with the Force, she could be a threat to the First Order. The time for pitying this girl was over. He lifted his light saber the girl stepped back as he brought it down on her. Then he felt his blade buzz against another light saber. He looked up and saw his uncle behind the green glow of a light saber.
“Run, Rey, run.” Luke commanded.
When Rey did not respond, Luke pushed her to the side. She then ran from the Jedi temple into the woods. Kylo Ren growled as he was pushed back by his uncle's blade. He shoved
Blood and Hatred: Chapter TwoBlood and Hatred: Chapter Two by DrakoWolfborn
“Act your best, please, General Sullivan is going to be here, he wants to discuss politics, so he says.” I said while setting the multi color memorial lamps. “Oh, so I’m the one that needs to be good?” Shiela replied with a smirk while placing the chocolate and vanilla cupcakes on the table.
“You know what I mean sis.” I said with a smiling sigh. Shiela paused to jokingly glare at me. I playfully growled. Mom walked in while on the phone. “Yes, the preparations are almost ready. Maybe another fifteen minutes and we’ll start welcoming them.” Mom said with a stressful look on her face.
“I’d say five!” I loudly whispered. “Make that five. No, he’s outside already, I know we have enemies. Okay, thanks, bye.” Mom said, and let out a large sigh, and sat down in the nearest chair. “Derrick?” I a
Blood and Hatred: Chapter OneBlood and Hatred: Chapter One by DrakoWolfborn
As I lay here, in the grasp of destruction, I wonder what happened to this world, not just here, but everywhere else. So much has happened, it’s been twenty eight years since the first bomb dropped, sent to kill my father’s replacement, after he escaped. Neither of them were ever killed, and only captured for short periods of time. They always escaped, they always won.
My mother hasn’t been the same since they went into the pit, two years ago exactly, and never came back. After my father, Drako Wulf (Dray-KO Wolf), ended the war of man, with the aid of many brave souls, including my mother, and his best war mate, Korrow.
I’ve never been human, and I don’t think I want to be. My father created a life for us, after the psychotic imperials, the Warbears, changed everything. My father spent the first nineteen years of his life as a human man, and twenty eight so far, as one of us.
Wasted FleshFlesh, flesh,Wasted Flesh by WordOfChen
Such wasted flesh...
This able-bodied meat.
Defiled by drugs and impurities.
A mind born with clarity,
Yet so blatantly abused.
No harm did you suffer;
Other than harm self inflicted.
Disregarding the hopeless gazes,
Of those who were born without.
No good, no good;
This I cannot abide...
I shall take this flesh from you,
And it shall be tended and made anew.
A gift to those who are deserving,
Of the very gifts you cast aside...
Now then, my dear,
Do stop your screaming.
It will only be painful,
Until your heart stops beating.
- Word of Chen, 1/6/2016
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