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Inheritance Powder Hans sits alone in a dark room, the only light is that of the fireplace he stares at. It's flames dance to unsoundable music, licking at the kindle it consumes. "I can't kill them all…people will talk…" He mutters, his eyes a haze of a lust for power. Hans stands, walking to the balcony, he looks to the night sky. "Even the moon hides itself from my plans…it seems." He comments. With a sigh, he walks back into the room, drawing the thick, velvet curtains. Blocking the passage back to the balcony. "At the rate of my brothers, I'll never get a chance at the throne!" He exclaims angrily, sitting back in the chair. Pushing back his Auburn hair with a gloved hand, he leans back into the chair, sighing as voices fight for attention in his mind. "Maybe there will be a sickness!" Chirps a small voice, innocent and kind. "Yeah, right, and pigs fly!" Spat another voice, evil and sinful.
BrokenBreak…My skin is cracked, black lines appearing on my cheek….The mirror tells no lies….My skin crumbles and chips as I speak…Break…My refection is my only friend…Why must they laugh at me?They mock me, and hurt me….Breaking…Should I hide myself from the world?No one will love my face...It's all people care about nowadays…What is beauty? Why does it matter to anyone?Breaking….Just like a porcelain doll, I am fragile…The doll's chisel winks at her, glittering in the dim light of the room.I can hear them laughing…Broke…The doll's eye falls and shatters.Red tears stream down my face…I cannot see anything to my left now…Broke…More chips and cracks appear on the doll's cheek.My face peels, showing an angry red…The doll puts her chisel down.I know no one will ever love me…Nothing except beauty matters anymore…I can still hear their angr
Partners in crime *CHAP 9* The next night, me and Tony decided to play with O'Hare. While he sat in his booster chair eating, Tony cut the lights. "Huh? Guards? GUARDS!" He shouted. "No need…" I whisper, fading into sight, an evil smirk on my face. I wore the same outfit from the night before, only now, it was stained with splashes of red. My Mouse ears stained a permanent red, my hair now onyx black, and my eyes glowing red. "You're ours now, O'Hare." Tony stated, joining me. "NO! YOU'RE DEAD! BOTH OF YOU!" He screamed, falling out of his chair. "Yeah…we are, but remember when I placed my hand on you like….so?" Tony locked his hand into place, palm on O'Hare's forehead, pinkie and thumb on his eyes. "I made a mark. So we could come back, and when you leave…..we'll be reborn." I smiled at Tony. "By leave….you mean…?" O'Hare whimpered. "Oh, yes, we
Partners in crime *CHAP 8* The next thing I knew….I was staring at me and Tony's dead bodies. Our hands still holding tight to one another's. "Well…they never took us alive." Turning, I saw Tony. He was now dyed shades of Red and black and his clock face cracked. "How?" "Revenge, my dear, on O'Hare." "But.." "I made sure we'd come back. Sure, we look different, but we're back." Tony replied with a sweet smile. I saw the police drag our bodies away, leaving a bloody trail behind. "I Love You." Tony told me, cupping my cheek. "I love you too." I reply. We then walked through the door into O'Hare's mansion and found a couch to sleep on.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ EXTRA EXTRA!The 'Bonnie and Clyde' of our times shot dead last night!
Partners in crime *CHAP 7* "This is the Thneedville police department." I froze. "Come out with your hands up, we have the place surrounded!" "Run." Tony told me. I looked to him as he pulled a gun from his bag. "No, Tony. I'm staying with you!" I shouted. "No you aren't," He pushed me, "GO, NOW!" "Tony…." "I love you, remember that." He gave me a final kiss, then ran outside. "Put your weapons down!" Screamed the officer outside. I pulled out my gun, loaded it, and joined Tony outside. "MEGAN!" I held his hand. "I'm not leaving you." "PUT YOUR WEAPONS DOWN!!!!" Me and Tony aim. "READY MEN?!" I closed my eyes as I heard my gun fire along with Tony's. "AIM! FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"