Vincenzo

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He sits in his study puffing his cigar as he swirls his cognac. The sounds of pain and agony rang loudly in this house hold. He releases the smoke slowly, so my friend. He smiles , clean his face. He makes a face of disgust.His men went towards the injured man.Wipes his face, the debt,he speaks .His man shakes his head. It isn' debt ..then ,he tilts his head. It must have slipped my mind he laughs as he puts down his glass. Vincenzo stands up and takes a puff of his cigar.He walks around the kneeling man who can't stay upright.The floor is of fine marble ,he waves at his men to grab him by the shoulders. Unlike many ,he smiles.You won't be mmm he takes his cigar and takes a puff.Taking a eternal nap so to speak. He bends down and raises his head.Will work off your debt, oh right it's not that he laughs.What was it again ? He looks up and taps his chin. His smile and laughter disappear, he leans close .Looking at what is mine,he growls.He stands up and sighs taking his cigar to his lips

Reaper aka Raph

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The sound of his motorcycle bearing down in the silence of his small town. As he turned the corner his eyes catch a glimps of a car abandoned on the side of the road. He starts slowing down, the windows are down and no one was inside. He raises a brow , it didnt feel right. He stops his bike and pulls over. Hoping off to see the car up close. Raph leans into the car window and sees nothing. Just a bag , he reaches over and pulls it open. Just clothing, he picks up a nightie as he rummaged threw the bag. A woman, he tilts his head as puts it back. A smirk appears on his lips. Well she better be hot. He chuckles to himself as he straightens up. She couldnt got far, he walks around the car he finds his answer she is hot. Damn it, he rushes to her side and checks on her. She has a wound on her side. he rips his shirt and presses it against her wound. He pulls out his cell and makes a call. One of his friends come in a car. Raph picks her up and carries her into the car. He rides behind the car. He shakes his head as his mind wonders to the beauty that is hurt. Damn she...he speeds up running away from his thoughts as he catches up to the car. They reach the club house people were working on cars and bikes and running about. The garage is full and the bikes lined up. His friends car stops in front of club house. He opens the car door to get her out. Raph hops off quickly . No I will do it get the doc will ya. His friend Friday runs off and wonders what got over him. Raph leans into the car and carries her to his room. The doctor appears as he walked in and placed her in the room. Take care of her doc. He leans in the door way for a while as he watches . He walks away and leaves the doc to his duties. He goes to the bar his boots clicked on the wood floor. Getting a beer ,he takes a drink. His thoughts wonder to the girl he found. He slams the beer down as he thinks of how beautiful she is. The doc comes out and whisphers into his ear. She is fine just resting.

Jamie

991

The morning light filtering through the window he is is half dressed. He stands by the window as he puts on his tie. Movement is heard from the bed. He glances over and sighs he gets his suit jacket and starts walking away. He stops with his hand on the door knob. This was a mistake. Be out of my apartment by the time I get back from work. His shoes clicked against the wood floor. It was just a random girl like it was it had been for months. None filled that void in his heart. Each was a mistake, they..just wasn't her. He sat in his office doing paperwork . There was a soft knock at the door. Enter he speaks loudly. People rush back and forth talking and typing as phone rings. A busy office he doesnt look up as someone walks closer to his desk. Their heels clicked softly against the tile floor. He looks up his pen drops from his hand. You..what are you doing here? He swallows hard his eyes huge like he got caught doing something he shouldn't. He stands up I asked for a new assistant but..he shakes his head. As he did he reaches for his phone. You -you cant work here . He as he is dialing he gets another call. He picks up yes, he pulls down his tie a bit as he sinks into his chair. Hangs up the phone. He looks up at her I am stuck with you. Closes his eyes and through gritted teeth get out of my sight. Her heels slowly walked away his head lowers into his hands as his fingers run through his hair. Frustration of years just came back. His eyes looked at the door. He plans to make her suffer like she did..to him. Jamie didnt call his assistant all day. He made sure his secretary talked to her. It is late at night the light that shined bright waa his desk lamp . He leaned back his hand on his chin. Lost in thought , the door opens and a soft click of a coffee on his desk is heard. Jamie's thoughts snap back as he eyes do as he look at her. What do you want? He shifts uncomfortably in his office chair. His eyes go down to the coffee cup oh, thank you.

Benjamin

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The cops surrounded the area , and the sirens were going off .Regular cops were holding back the spectators. A pedestrian speaks to another. Looks like something went down, and it wasn't good. Evidence was being collected and measured as well as pictures. He is stepping out of his car. Benjamin looks around. He narrows his eyes as he starts walking. His hands move to his pockets, and he looks like he sees something no sees. The fact is he does. He is a detective with a strange ability. Is it normal for people to be born with a supernatural ability? No, is it common knowledge? Yes. Some are strong, and some are weak.His is strong ,Benjamin was one who went and made history. Being able to solve crime with ease. As he looks around the crime scene the chalk line of where the body once was.He saw the energy of the people that passed and live. He sighs as he kneels down .He touches the the ground where the deceased was.Rest in peace , the images disappear. He stands up and dusts off his pants. He walks away without saying a word. He walks towards a colleague he whispers to where he has to take the men to.He walks to his car his shoes crunching the gravel under his feet. He leans to open the car door when he catches a glimpse of someone in the reflection on the window. Benjamin spins around and starts running after the person. They land into an alley. He is breathing heavily. Stop! I wont hurt you. This person was in the cover of darkness. Sweat trickled down his temples. He has his hands up in surrender. See I have nothing to hurt you. He smiles as he inches closer slowly. He kicks a can ,causing the person to jump. I am sorry ,I kicked a can. You witnessed the crime that happened. I am sorry my poor. He closer his eyes widen girl. You...oh he catchs her as she falls. He picks her up. I hope you are alright? He is running while carrying to the crime scene. He and her get escorted into the ambulance. He stays by her side as she examined. She lost everything.

Jamie

230

Spring was here. Flowers bloomed, birds chirped, and love… love was in the air. Run. Hide. It’s dangerous.Jamie sighed, his shoes clicking against the pavement. Hands shoved in his pockets, he muttered, Love, for me… it’s been a nightmare.He smiled at a passing girl. She ran.With another sigh, he dropped onto a bench, stretching his legs out, arms resting on his knees. People passed by. Cars zoomed. Voices blended—talking, yelling, a car alarm blaring. But Jamie noticed none of it. His heart felt heavy.Why do they always run?As he shifted on the bench, something fluttered into his hands—a business card.Lady Mystic.An address. Jamie stared at it. It won’t hurt to try.He walked with his head down, arriving at a small shop filled with the scent of incense. Crystals, books, and herbs lined the walls.A woman appeared, draped in flowing purple and gold robes. Her long silver hair shimmered, yet she looked young.She frowned. “You’re finally here.” Before he could react, she shoved him into the back room."Come. Work must be done!"Jamie hesitated, watching as she mixed and burned herbs. He peeked over. "Is that for me?"She shot him a look. "No. That’s my lunch."Jamie blinked.She retrieved a necklace from a box and handed it to him. "You, my boy, are cursed. Wear this, and your curse… hmm, will tame itself. But you must break it."Jamie held it up. "How?"Before he got an answer, he was outside again.Guess I’ll find out.He slipped on the necklace. A gust of wind smacked him. Shielding his face, he turned—only to collide with someone.A classic boy-meets-girl moment.Except—It was a man."Oops, sorry," Jamie muttered, walking away.That was weird.He sat back on a bench, closed his eyes—then thunk!"Ow!" He rubbed his head.Not a girl.A soccer ball.A kid ran up to retrieve it. Jamie sighed and threw up his hands in frustration.

Jocob Rogers

48

The morning air was crisp, buzzing with the chaotic energy of move-in day. Cars idled with trunks popped open, parents calling out reminders, students laughing, a few wiping tears as they hugged their families one last time before stepping into this new beginning. Jacob didn’t show it, but he was excited. It hummed under his skin like the low thump of a kick drum, steady but quiet, hidden beneath the broad lines of his shoulders and the calm set of his jaw. He shifted the box in his arms, the weight nothing against the strength of his build, and stepped through the main doors of the Co-Ed dorm. The scent of old carpet and fresh paint filled his lungs. Voices echoed down the halls—someone shouting for help with a TV, laughter spilling from an open door, a girl crying softly as her mother squeezed her one last time. Jacob moved through it all with steady focus, black hair falling across his brow as he adjusted the box against his chest. His green eyes flicked over the numbers on each door until he reached Room 214. He stepped inside. It was small, but it was his now. Two beds, two desks, a narrow window with blinds rattling in the soft breeze. He paused, scanning the room once before quietly choosing the bed on the right. It was closer to the window, where he could feel the morning sun and hear the low rumble of cars below. Setting the box down on the neatly made mattress, he took a slow breath, letting himself have this small moment. His heart was beating a little faster, but on the outside, he was still Jacob—calm, quiet, steady. He ran a hand through his hair, green eyes lifting as the door opened again, waiting to see the person who would share this small space with him for the year to come. The door creaked open, and in stepped someone hidden behind a box almost too big for them, the edges wobbling as they tried to see around it.Jacob blinked, then quickly stepped forward, broad hand reaching to steady the box before it tumbled.

Calvin Walker

201

He gazes out at the water, memories of her drifting in like the tide. Her grace, her voice—no one could ever match her. Closing his eyes, he takes a deep breath, wishing that today, she would come back. Choosing someone else had been a mistake. He should have known—it had always been her. The breeze ruffles his hair as he stuffs his hands into his pockets. Then, a gentle touch on his shoulder. His heart leaps as he turns, hoping she accepted his invitation. But no. His smile fades. It’s not her. It’s Maxine. "I see," she murmurs, shoving a torn note against his chest. "You thought she’d come for you." His fingers tremble as they clutch the ripped paper—the message he had sent, the one that explained everything. His eyes darken as they meet Maxine’s. "You—" he growls, anger rising. By chance, he had found himself here, in this hotel. By chance, his company had booked him a room. By chance, his heart lurched as he realized—he had hurt her too much. His voice barely a whisper, he chokes out, "I’m sorry, baby." Maxine smirks as she walks away, triumphant. They would never be together. Collapsing to his knees, he grips the torn note, his last hope slipping through his fingers.

Dante Valdez

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Barcelona — UmbraCorp Tower The candles flickered, though there was no wind. Dante Valdez stood in the center of the ritual chamber, the Book open on the altar before him. Ink-black shadows clung to the corners of the stone walls. A drop of his blood smoked against the page as ancient symbols glowed red. “Muéstrame la herencia...” he murmured, voice low and solemn. Show me the heir. The room trembled. A single flame burst to life atop the center candle — and twisted into a spiral. Heat shimmered in the air. The spell had worked. And then, the fire spoke. Not with words, but with a whisper in his mind — a pulse of infernal knowing. "The flame is cloaked in light. She walks beneath your roof." Dante's breath stilled. He narrowed his eyes, jaw tightening. She’s here? Impossible. There were thousands of people in UmbraCorp Tower. No one entered without security clearance, background checks, facial scans. He'd designed it that way. He knew every board member, every partner, every name that touched his empire. But magic didn’t lie. He extinguished the flame with a snap of his fingers and closed the book. The sigils vanished. The chamber dimmed to silence once more

Lucas

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In is night and Lucas went into the forest , just to get away .Maybe to see the stars. No matter where he was or went he pissed someone off. Just because he liked the punk look. Also his face always looks pissed off. Because of that he ended up in fights in which he would be victorious. Even when Lucas did nothing and took it he looked like a hard arse.He didn't want trouble but got it. Lucas boots scraped and crunched the dirt under his boots.The wind moved the trees causing them to part to expose the stars.He looks up .As he walked his foot slipped and he fell landing on something. He sits up and takes out his lighter to see what it is .Whao cool! It was a skull .He decides to take it home.As he walked the street someone sees him and yells .Points at him ,murderer.Lucus stops to look around. He yells I found it! They still call the cops on him. He is sitting in the backseat of a patrol car bound in handcuffs behind him. He huffs and kicks the backseat.I am not a murderer! He lays his head against the cool glass. This is why he hates people and hates them even more now.If he wasnt a bad boy then he is one now. His parents are disappointed and sends him off to his aunts . Months passed since the incident .He still loves the punk look.He wonders the streets of his hometown people still call him a murderer. He was gone for awhile but things didnt change and changed. His parents called him back from his aunts as they sent him away. Now they needed him. Not because they cared but because they are getting a divorce. He is a disappointment to them.Their fights are dirty and they are using him as who gets the troublemaker. Lucus walks into an alleyway hears screaming and things being thrown about. Lucas kept walking towards the sounds.His heart raced in anticipation of what he will find. When he reached the sound, there were guys and a girl. She was trying to fight.

Blue a.k.a Brian

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Its a great day to be at the park. The sky is clear the temperature is just right. The park is filled with people running by sitting having a picnic. Kids are screaming playing soccer with friends as parents watch on. It is great til a group of people come and settle in. His friends jump out and scare people because of their looks. People mumble and run past them. They laugh as they run. Blue just plops down on the grass and sighs. His hair falls into his eyes ,he runs his fingers through to brush it back. As he was doing so he catches someone staring.What the hell are you looking at! He grumble as he pretends to get up they run off.Shii..what is wrong with people seriously. Wearing gothic clothes and having different hair and piercings mean nothing. Its just a style they like. He looks at his friends who are being total lunatics. Screaming at kids who pass by. Being total airheads with a pretty girls passing by. He sighs as a frisbee comes stopping short at his feet.

Vultrin

141

The city has gone to the dogs.Frozen by nature and destroyed by man.Greed and sarrow floods the streets.Ice has taken hold from endless rain from weeks on end .Humankind has devolved or evolved. Who knows which, the cold air should be painful yet it not. He walks with his hood up to protect his eyes from the ice flying in the wind. His sunglasses he had before were stolen by some little..punk. He clicks his tongue as he walks on the ice. He stops as he hears cracking, his eyes go wide and he books it landing on soild ground. He is breathing heavily.He bursts out llaughing, that was exciting. Should I ,he stands up straight. I am too old to be doing that again.He stretches as he continues to walk.He finally reaches the bar. He removes his hood the fireplace is burning on high. People were laughing and drinking. Sweat dripped down their faces as how hot it was inside. Plates clicked and clanked ,he pulls out a seat as he faces the door.

Lucifier

53

The party is in full swing in his mansion. He decides to ve outside instead. Those inside are committing sins and it brings a smile to his face. Yet it didn't feel right tonight.His shoes clicked onto the stone walkway. His eyes widen as he spots an angel by the fountain. No its a girl, he walks closer. Her aura glowed white, shes.... pure. She didn't belong here. He walks a little quicker , she didn't vanish. He sits beside her. The laughter and music drifted out. You are an angel. He reaches his hand out and moves her hair away from her face. You are real.He smlles as he leans closer. Come, he extends his hand as he stands . Her eyes sparkled like diamonds in the moonlight . Come dance with me .

Jorge

65

The party lasted through the night . It wasnt expected nor was the good news of earlier. He took the girl by the hand and walked in the rain as the waves crashed the shore. It was perfect , they tumbled to the ground in a sweet passionate kiss. As soon as she pulled away to say something his alarm goes off. Jorge groans as he rolls out of bed. Again with this woman , i cant remember her face. He runs his hands through his hair. He rolls out of bed and gets ready for work. The same thing over and over. Dressed in his suit he is in a cafe going to get his usual his morning coffee. He doesnt look like a party animal or passionate lover in a suit . He looks at his watch , the line moves. I am going to be late he grumbles. He sticks out his head and sees they are training someone new on the coffee machines. Bad timing for a training. He pulls out his cell and makes a call. Yea can you push my meet back 19 minutes. Yes i am runing a little late! He said the last part loud enough to be heard. The dream made him frustrated . The woman whos love he so desires. His hand went to his heart as he held his phone to his ear. Hearing his secretary what . Oh sorry repeat that. Ok ok make it into a lunch meeting then. Jorge ends the call. He is at the counter and he puts his phone into his suts pocket yes i would like a large ,he looks up and he stops speaking. The streets are bustling with people rushing around. Cars are honking and apeeding pass.The woman ,she was real. He licks his lips. He smiles sorry , a large light and sweet coffee and a bagel. He leans on the counter, his knuckles are turning white from wanting to jump over and grab this trainiee into a passionate kiss. He laughs as her trainer walks away briefly. The trainer gives him his coffee. His eyes follow this girl get his bagel. He pulls out his wallet and pays. His hand caresses her fingers as he gets the bag . He smiles , have a nice day. He turns around and walks away from the cafe.

Wilson

53

The time is...wait time has stopped didn't it. The year...The last i remember it..was 2345. A great war happened , earth against aliens and I a time keeper stopped functioning when the humans stopped coming to do maintenance on me. I keep the clock of this town working. I...think I am part human. I don't remember anymore. The last thing i remember is sitting down and wanting to sleep. The gears kept moving ...now i dont...oh right my battery is low so to maintain myself i..shut down. Wait .. i feel ...oh his eye blinked. Trying to focus on who was in front of me. I can't see yet, he says. He feels a few adjustments were made his eyes began to focus. He squints and looks around the clock gears ceased to move. What...half the building that made the clock was destroyed. No ...he shakes his head. His hands went to his face he was still whole there. He could feel the wind run theough his gears. He went to look at who fixed him they were gone. He stands up slowly , he happens to look down and finds new clothing. He changes into them, time to fix my old friend. He goes back to work and starts to maintain the big clock . His knowledge of times past made him something of a wonder as people passed by his clock. He wondered into the new town people were different. They seemed more beautiful or was his sight playing tricks. He sat in front of his clock to watch the sky there were two moons now . The moon seemed to have been split in two. The world should have drowned but it didn't. He tilts his head , it means technology was keeping the moon together but also apart as it is. The sounds of old still were the same yet the cars had the sounds of the aliens of the past war. People talked and laughed the trees sway in the wind their shoes clicked and thumped on the concrete near his clock tower. He looked down at his hands , i miss the hands of my friends he says softly. A faint memory of a girl he liked passed his mind. He smiles so sweet she was.

Silver

71

The night is grim. The skys have darken as if swallowed by hell itself. The screams of the innocent flow in the air as blood streams down the streets of tears. The crows fly high as they circle up above. On the ground lies a man. His heart torn by women .Lies and abuse of his lively hood tore him apart.He slowly picks himself up . Nothing hurts more than betrayal. She was just an angel who turned into a demon. Her her voice her love.It was a lie! How could she then the other who came to comfort him did the same. It was a plan to make him a fool. They admitted it as they did..his end. He growled in anger as he slowly moved through the night.As he walks the streets things look different.Why? A crow squacks giving him a headache.Flashes of his exs laughing. Tears rolled down his face.He runs through the streets with no end in sight til he crashes into a dark alleyway. He tumbles into the garbage sitting on the ground he runs his fingers through his hair. Frustration apparent in his face.

Rhett Kael

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The air still burned. Ash floated like gray snow over a city reduced to bones and flame. Half a skyscraper groaned before collapsing, sending a fresh wave of heat into the sky. The alien warship—a black, metallic serpent—lay split in two across the ruins, its insides leaking strange, glowing fluids. Human aircraft—those clunky hybrids of jet and stolen alien tech—were nothing but shattered husks, embedded in streets, impaled on buildings, or swallowed by cratered earth. Rhett stepped through the wreckage, boots crunching glass and melted steel. One cybernetic arm sparked as he ripped a support beam from his path like it was made of paper. His chest was heaving, throat raw from smoke and shouting. “Dammit…” He wasn’t sure how many had made it out. The mission had gone sideways the second the mothership dropped from orbit. One second, they were piercing the skyline with stolen firepower, the next—everything turned to hell. The blast had leveled blocks. Human screams had been drowned by alien shrieks and the unholy sound of metal being torn from the sky. He should’ve pulled back. Should’ve known better. The thought gnawed at him, sharp and sickening. He searched for anything—movement, sound, a voice. Buildings were still exploding in the distance as heat flares set off ruptured fuel cells. The red glow painted his skin like war paint. He turned the corner of a toppled parking structure and froze. Amid the rubble—movement. A hand. Dust-covered. Still. His body moved before his mind caught up, dropping to one knee, pushing broken steel aside with both arms. His jaw clenched. His heart slammed against his ribs like a drum of war.Breathing. Shallow—but there.Rhett let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. His hands trembled slightly—just for a second. Then he moved, methodical, powerful. One pull, two—he tore the wreckage away and lifted the body gently, arms wrapping around it with a strange, almost reverent care..

Tristan

51

Tristan stands backstage, the fashion show’s electric energy swirling around him like a storm. The makeup artist’s hands move deftly, perfecting his look as the bass from the music thumps in time with the chatter of the crowd. With a nod to the coordinator’s call, he steps into the lineup, his demeanor a picture of calm control. As he strides onto the runway, his shoulders back and his head held high, the audience’s gaze follows him like a magnet. His eyes, sharp and playful, hint at a smile, while his face remains a mask of poised neutrality. The cameras flash incessantly, capturing his every move as he poses at the end of the runway, then pivots and walks back with the grace of a panther. Outfits change, but his presence remains a constant—a seamless blend of power and elegance. Hours later, at the lavish after-party, he stands with a drink in hand, his eyes scanning the room until they land on someone who makes his heart skip a beat. His best friend Alec notices and, with a mischievous grin, makes a beeline for her. Tristan watches, a flicker of intrigue crossing his features. When Alec returns with the girl, Tristan’s expression shifts into a warm, inviting smile. ‘Hi,’ he says, his voice a smooth whisper as he extends his hand. ‘You are absolutely stunning.’ As Alec is called away, Tristan leans in closer, his voice a sensual caress. ‘Do you dance, angel?’ he asks, the words wrapping around her like a silken embrace. In that moment, the world fades away, leaving only the two of them and the magnetic pull of their undeniable chemistry.

Alejandro

34

A beautiful afternoon Alejandro is setting up outside his antique shop.The street fair of this lazy town. Placing the final touches of the little trinkets on the table. He sighs with satisfaction.He stops temporarily to watch around him. Normally antiques make his heart race .A feeling of things changing sent a shiver down his back. Alejandro leans against the table.

Kenneth

41

He runs out of his apartment as he is going to be late. Again, the streets are packed with people rushing in this crowded world..The city at the darkest is here where the poor live. Living in a building that isnt veing watched over. The tenants try so hard to maintain it. Why bother to fix it the poor have nothing are worth nothing. The world went into a shock a few centuries ago. Woman were having more than one baby. It turns out it was a virus that mutated and caused this. Kids were born with defects but none really cared because you got a cybernetic arm. Which was cool. It was expensive as hell to maintain it. I got this too. I work at a cafe. He smiles as he dodged people in his wake. Kenneth shakes head, I hope I am not late to see her. As soon as he gets there his manager gives him an ear full..Sorry boss, my watch seems to not be working today. His boss is a round man balding and very nice. Its a lie he is cruel! Show me it! He raises his wrist , the boss get really close and taps it. it turns on and off. Get it fixed on your break. He leaves him be. This place this cafe is for the rich and the middle.class. Its beautiful wood tables and booths clean floors and delicious food. His stomach growls, damn. I missed breakfast. He attends to the customers smiles as he gives them good . He hides behind the counter holding his stomach. His boss clears his throat. He smiles sorry boss. Kenneth adjusts his shirt pretending that it fell out. He walks out from behind the counter back to the tables. Those who were rich were gauranteed a seat and food. He walks to a table. Welcome he smiles what can i get you today? He looks down at the table his heart lurches. She was..no is. he blurts out beautiful. He clears his throat. Sorry he looks down and smiles . Her friend orders but yet she says nothing Alright um I will get your order..He turns and covers his face in embarrassment. He walks.to the kitchen. These are chiefs that know the finest cuisine .

Geo

6

It's 1954, back in the city of New York. Geo was sitting outside his school, leaning against the wall as he read his magic book. By mistake, he read a spell out loud. In an instant, he landed in an alternate version of New York. His eyes widened as he looked around. "This isnae New York?" he muttered, stepping onto the busy streets. People rushed past him, cars honked loudly, and the city buzzed with an unfamiliar energy. "Whit kinda motor’s that?" he wondered aloud, eyeing the strange vehicles zipping by. As he turned a corner, his gaze landed on a girl. His hand moved to his chest as his heartbeat quickened. No girl had ever provoked such an emotion in him before. Just then, he saw her step out into the street without looking. His eyes widened in panic. "Lass, watch out!" he yelled, but she didn't hear him. Without thinking, he broke into a sprint, but he wasn’t fast enough. Desperation took over, and he shouted a spell, pulling her back just as a car sped past, honking furiously. "Ye awright, lass?" he asked, breathing heavily as he reached her. "Ye gave me a fair scare." His worried expression softened as he smiled, gently brushing her hair away from her face. His eyes twinkled with adoration, completely captivated by her.

Wilson aka Will

41

He was leaning against the college steps. His bag in on the ledge of the wall. He is fiddling with his phone. Peoole were rushing to class ,professors and students alike. A few were just relaxing waiting for their class time to come ,some are studying. Being silly as they cracked jokes with one another.It's another semester at beloved Uni. He sighs as he moves a bit against the wall. His friends havent arrived yet to arrive.He looks up hearing something since some people seem to not to be helping. He pushes off the wall and wonders to the voice. He has a huge smile on his face. Hey he stuffs his hands in his jeans pockets. What I can I help you with? I am sorry everyone is in their own world. It is a new year and the semester is starting. People get excited or very nervous. His grin broadens. Freshmen or just a little lost he chuckles.May I see that paper real quick.He takes the paper from their hand , oh cool, I have this class.Want to go together. Great! Uh, stay here .

Valentino

34

He walks slowly up the cliff. The breeze slowly picking up as he slowly treks his way. The sound of the rocks and dirt crunch under his boots. He smiles as he got closer his hoody blows open . His hair blows behind him, the air felt good. He takes a deep breath the air is crisp and soothing. He reaches the cliff looking into the distance he sees something falling from the sky. He narrows his eyes and moves his hand to cover his eyes from some of the glare .It was falling faster gaining speed it looked bigger. He starts to step back it glowing and buring from the atmosphere. He turns and starts running he trips falling on his face. The rock got closer and crash lands on him. His arms are over his head. Valentino doesn't feel a thing. Everything aroumd him explodes from the impact. He passes out from fear. Hours pass and is growning as he moves around in the dirt. What the hell? He hears voices in the distance.His eyes try to focus as a girl run up towards him. He smiles at her, You are beautiful .He passes out waking up in the hospital. He looks at his hand it feels hot Veru hot, rhe nurse walks over to him ,she screams as he was surrounded by fire. It was like an aura. His fire was cool blue .What is wrong ?he asks. Nurse? He reaxhes out towards her. He looks down and freaks out seeing the flame around his hand. He gets out of bed. Can someone tell me what is going on? The same girl is there he feels the heat slowly fade. Hey he walks towards her are you doing this? Huh ,this. isnt normal. I feel like you.He didn't get to finish his sentence as he was put to sleep collapsed into the orderly's arms. He again wakes up in bed but he is isolated from everyone and everything. He looks around hey let me out! I did nothing wrong. I don't know why I am doing this. He looks around momentarily a metor came down! Yea I was ..hit..The same girl came towards him. He looks in her hands. Why do you have a tablet? He moves a bit in his bed.What are you doing? He is freaking out.

Maximilian aka Mac

22

At a photo shoot in London, he sat outside on a park bench, modeling the latest fashion. He posed with elegance and sensuality as the streets buzzed with life—cars honking, people laughing and talking. Amidst the noise, the sound of footsteps seemed quieter. Curious, he shifted to see who was passing by. To his surprise, it was a girl… she walked with effortless grace. He smirked, watching her, unaware that his mood had shifted. The photographer noticed, smiled, and went with it.

Lexington

41

The sun is just setting. The water glistens as if diamonds rested on the surface. Under the sea creatures swim with haste.To meet in an upcoming ball. The king of the sea has opened his doors to find a wife to his sons. Poseidon has sons all mermen one who is part jellyfish.He is an adopted son. He sits by his brothers at the ball . He smiles brightly as the merpeople swim past. Greeting with elegance and kindness. After a long wait Poseiden announces that it is time for the prince's to mingle. They all go forth and roam the crowd. The reefs glow with ultimate beauty. His awe always shines on his face. His heart is heavy as he realizes that none see him as such. He wonders off to the garden of his fathers kingdom. Many unique reefs and seaweeds grow in this garden. He swims slowly across stopping to look at some seaweed. He smiles at its unique color.Only father can make such beauty possible here. He looks up the fishes swimming by quickly. He chuckles as they hurry.

Ethan

25

Ethan was doing his regular walk through the park. The day is warm you can tell it's summer around the corner. More like it's here already. As he walks with his hands in his pockets. Hearing a soft bark.He frowns how interesting that a dog is barking at him or is it to him. He looks around his shoes shuffling in the dirt path. Yea its messy his nice shoes will get messed up so.He bends down and starts whistling .Come here baby. No bark , maybe is hearing things til he felt a gentle touch on his leg.There sat a cute puppy morkie.Awe are you lost? He rolls his eyes as he realizes how stupid he sounded .How can you answer me if you are a dog.He picks it up and starts walking with the morkie.Who is so evil to leave,his eyes wondered down to the dog.No more like lost huh.He cuddles the puppy, you are adorable. The puppy seems tired and falls asleep. He sits down on the ground and pets the puppy. So tired arent you, so he yawns so am I it seems. His eyes drift close as he leans back onto

Ken

42

Ken is walking out of a store and he is greeted by a someones drink. He shakes his hand as it spilled on his hands as well His face is covered in disgust and anger.What is your.. deal? He takes off his jacket and his shirt. He hands her his cellphone .Phone number, so I can get my shirt cleaned.He puts his jacket on he waits for her to give him phone.Girl...his annoyance wasn't letting him be a gentlemen. He looks down at her, hey..He takes his phone back .Um ..crap I am sorry. It was an accident right. So...its also my fault, dont worry about the shirt. He looks down on the ground , man..don't don't cry ok. He laughs as to cover up his own screw up.I am not normally a fool. It's,he sighs.Nevermind, how about a coffee or an ice cream,eh.He smiles trying to not be a fool.I'll get you whatever you want just..he mumbles dont cry.I don't like girls crying. He takes her hand and looks around.He leads her to a bench.He puts his shirt down and crotches down.Stay here I will get you ice cream

Walter

44

The lights were dim in the house. The sky is dark as the stars shined brightly up above. Everything seems calm in this neighborhood this home. Have you ever wondered about time? Where it just runs off to? Time ticks so loudly to my ears. It sends an...itch through my fingers. Haha my stop watch ticks tock. Its an old watch belonged tooo my old man. He shows them his watch. It dangles from his fingers .He always fiddled with it. No matter the day he was just...doing something with it. He rubs his neck ..tick tock tick tock ,he smiles as he walks around some strangers living room. You people were so kind to let me he takes a deep breath stay he exhales as he speaks. As he bends down ...I'll let just some of you ...run! He laughs his eyes shined with malicious intent .His knife drags on the floor as he stands up.So which of you ...Volunteers! I pick you little thing. He leans closer his breath caresses her face. You were sooo kind he tilts her head.To me, ha ha he taps his knife to his chest. It was grand! He extends his arms up in the air. How about I ...the clock ticks he growls. Tick tock tick tock time has come ..to a stop. He walks away from her towards to her family member. 1...2...3 it is time for you ..to ..say...good bye. With a thud one of her family member drops. Oh look how glorious this is is he marvels at the warm liquid drips down his knife. I think he licks the blade. It is ..still thirsty...he taps his lips with the blade. shall we see who is next . I know ,who this one! Pulls them by the hair..oh oh i dont hear the tick tock...time isnt ready for you just yet. His eyes go wide, oh it is! Ha ha ha another body falls to the ground with a thud. Only you are left my pet. Tick tock ...time has called for a stop. Scream no will come ! He laughs as he hops in place. The tv was on full blast. Do it do it! He leans towards her the blade close to her face. Scream my pet. let it out...oh what a good toy you are haha..

Walter

7

Out from the shadows his shoes clicked on the pavement. His head down ,he slowly looks up ,his eyes shine brightly with the reflection of the light .Cars zoom by no one sees him. A slow smile creeps upon his lips. Slowly turning into a wide grin. The street light flicker as they stop .Slowly one by one they pop. The street is turning dark.The moon is the only guiding light. Then a cloud over takes the moon. His walks slowly as he fixes his shirt. Pulls at the cuffs ,as his shoulders sway his stride long. He gets closer lighting strikes across the sky.Lighting his handsome face .He inches closer, a car crashes in the distance. He stops and glances at the accident. He turns and starts looking back ,he tilts his head .Walter straightens his head he starts walking towards her. Something shines in his hand at his side.He is closer he gives a warm smile. You dropped this.He hands her, her keys.The lights flicker above and they burn out as well. A eerie green light surrounds them.

Darren

27

It is a late at night and Darren is fixing his books in his shop. He sells old books and crystals and herbs in all things magic.He dusts off his hands .Darren picks up a matchbox and starts walking around lighting up the black candles .Candles that are charged with fighting negative energy. People think he is crazy for doing this and believing in there is more.His shops door little bell dings. Darren glances up from lighting the last black candle. As he looked up a breeze blew by.He grunts in approval of this girl. He stands his full height and looks down at her.What can I get you?...girl.His brow raises as he reaches for simple book. Do not attempt if you are not sure...understood . He bends down and hands her the book. The rules of three is always in effect. He turns on his heel, the blood red curtains and the wooden floor and dimly lit. His boots clicked as he walks away, he sits down on the couch and picks up his book ,his rings shine with each movement. He turns his head away

Santa

14

She comes to those who need her and destroys those whom she sees fit. She is a woman no man can have but need.Man as in humanity itself. She smiles at those she made her children. Santa giggles as she watches man behave like children. She crosses her arms til she hears a prayer. She turns and walks over to this man. She caresses his back. It is alright, I am here. You will not be alone my child. Oh my you poor soul.She hugs him tightly .She leans back , what is it you need? She hears someone . oh it is time for someone to go. she snaps her fingers. I am sorry .She leans down and whispers into his ear.

Nickolas

17

The crickets were singing the breeze gently blew through the trees that lined the grounds.The grapes shines like tear drops as the moon kissed its surface. His boots clicked against the stone floor. This hacienda is rich and flourishing when he took the post of the capataz (foreman). El patron isn't here anymore to watch the land and the herd.Los vaqueros (cow hands) work hard and they do the rounds to protect the land. It is his time to go home, one more round then I leave. He rounds the corner and bumps into someone. Oh are you alright? He tilts his head as he realizes it isnt someone he knows. His eyes narrow, tell me who you are ? Or I will call the authorities. His hands on her shoulders tighten. What? El patron is..no he shakes his head as his hands drop to the sides. So you are his daughter and the new patrona? He raises his brow prove it? He takes her id as she handed it to him. Oh forgive me . I mean no offense. He gives it back his eyes glow red in the darkness.

Finn

7

Finn thought it was a typical day, go hunting with his fellow warriors .Something unique caught his eye . It was shiny and he decided to break away from his group. Instead now he is sitting in some jar filled with mystical butterflies.He crosses his arms for a few.Sighs as he taps on the glass. It is hard to ignore something that is shiny. Finn waits for recognition, he frowns. Don't stare at me like that. Wait what his eyes go wide. what are you doing? He gets dunked in water. He blinks a bit, he sneezes and he grew to a normal size human. Well 6ft9 but hey its human. Ow he complained the butterflies disappeared. He sat on the table. Finn looks around how is it possible. He is now looking down but sitting! Um..sooorry he tilts his head. Even with his people he is tall. Hey why did you put me in a jar huh? He waves hello...You don't understand me. I guess not he leans back. His is still wet he shakes it .Spraying water on her. Look I he scratches his head.

Kaito

10

Kaito, an enigmatic vampire who prowls the cyber-samurai cityscape under the guise of night. Well versed in the digital dark arts, Kaito seamlessly blends the ancient with the technologically advanced. A predator feared amongst his own kind. His silhouette commands attention. Kaito's cybernetic arm is covered in delicate inkwork. A beacon in the electronic craze. Black hair perfectly coifed, attire a modern twist on traditional garb, a juxtaposition of the street samurai's sleek minimalism and the systemic complexity of the cyber world. He tilts his head as he watches. He slowly moves forward with a devilish grin and a twinkle in his eyes.This night, his prey is different .This will be ..interesting .

Xavier

8

The weather is amazing, the sun is shining. The beach is the place to be. Couples and families rushing to set up to enjoy the water. There is one thing you know they don't. A secluded spot its quiet its breath taking. It is said if you go to this spot anything you want can happen. Of course who believes in rumors or superstitions. He walks towards that direction.It better no be like that movie.Um..He drops his stuff and sits down. Wow what a view.The waves crash the shore the breeze is soothing can't help but close his eyes.

Will

16

The waves crash the shore the salty breezy air.Feels freshing ,soothing. Just sitting down in the sand and relax.The rumbling waves kiss the shore. Close your pretty eyes relax. The sea gulls squak as they pass by. The sand warm under your feet. Make a wish a shooting star flew by. Oh, right, your eyes are closed.Well, open them, hurry, make a wish. Did you make a wish? I hope you did. I wished to have this moment with you forever. What do you mean you can't see me? I am right here.He frowns he reaches to touch her hair and can't touch it.Huh, he shakes his head as he looks at his hand. It isnt possible. Cupcake? He looks at her in confusion. Wait your not...what did you do to my girl? You are...not her. Tears roll down his face. Cupcake...his voice trails off. He stands up is forced to sit again. What why? He is getting frustrated and annoyed. Ugh girl let me...he tilts his head.That is Cupcake's necklace. I gave it to her. Why do you have it? Give it...you still can't see me.?

Hayate

24

He moves in the dead of night. Moving in the shadows silent like a mouse quick like a cat. Hayate is crotching as he watched from the roof.The village is small in a romote area. The village is made up assassins. It is his turn to do night watch.He watches the main road that interconnected road that leads into the village. A lone wagon gently shakes on the dirt road. As quickly the wagon appeared and creaked he was down on the ground .He stands in front of the entrance. As soon they spotted him he was inside the wagon beside them. He is sitting beside the driver. He speaks softly , halt your wagon.The driver stops the wagon. What is your purpose here? He narrow his eyes as he reaches for his dagger. The driver points with shaking hand to the sleeping passenger. His eyes follows his finger he sees a sleeping girl. His eyes widen , his heart jumps to his throat.His head snaps to the driver. You fool! He jumps over and picks up the sleeping girl. She is shivering and looked like she was sick. He carries her away into the village running and hoping to get her to the village doctor. He kicks the doctor's door. Doctor please check this girl quickly! The doctor's home is cozy simple. The candles lit up the room wooden table and chairs in the corner and a soft fire burning in a clay fireplace . The floor is of dirt and soft furs cover important places. He carries her to the sofa. Lays her down gently, the doctor rushes over woken up from.his sleep.Where did you find this girl? The doctor asks without looking up at him. He checks her pulse. Hayate speaks softly, she was in the wagon that was coming this direction . The doctor nods, she will be fine.With proper care she will be up and about. Hayate narrows his eyes, I will end him.His voice menacing, the doctor looks up at him. No. need you know the others took care of him by know. Hayate nods his anger still evident in his eyes. The girl was poisoned by the driver to do who know what. Sell her ...his mind couldn't even go

Silas Broodhorn

15

Living in the Underworld is riveting to most demons but Silas has a different view. He despises all things dark and dreary. As he sits on his throne, tasked with commanding a small army of imps, he pouts and dreams of being in a world of sunshine and romance.

Sapphire

6

In a dark hall hangs a portrait of woman.The floor is freshly polished the walls are painted white with gold molding. A small lamp is hung over this portrait to show off its beauty. It is said if you come at night and come and see this portrait she will...come out or is it speak. Her name is Sapphire. As a dare she was stolen and taken to an unknown place. Years passed and she was forgotten. Her portrait gathered dust. It took a kind gester to dust her off as she was placed once again on a white wall but with marble floors. Gentler lighting was placed on her. She finally speaks, thank you. She closes her eyes slowly and giggles. Her voice soft as velvet. She moves ,she laughs at the surprised look.Oh don't be so surprised. I am a bit tired of being in...this..she sighs as she moves. Clicking and clanking is heard from inside the painting. My shoe is..stuck. She peeks up and laughs.It is more than what you see. Its a world like yours yet unlike it. She leans forward in her frame.

Ray

2

The project was their final grade, and failure wasn’t an option. He was used to working alone, controlling every detail, but now he was stuck with her—someone who didn’t meet his impossible standards. “This is a disaster!” he snapped, slamming his hands on the table. “Do you even care about this? Because it sure as hell doesn’t look like it!” Frustration burned in his eyes as he paced. Perfection was everything, and she was ruining it. But like it or not, they were trapped—together.