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Pic Found on Photobucket
This is a picture I found on photobucket. When I read the words, it reminded me of Sukairi's past, so I just decided to put it up here. Credit goes to whoever actually made this.
Cheers!
.:Demon Wolf Koruki:.
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Continued - Story
"Aaaahhh!!!" Crap...another scream. But I was glad this one came, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to wake up in time.
Opening my eyes wide with fear, I was staring down the barrel of a gun.
"CRAP!!!" I cried, ducking just in time. I glanced around for a few seconds, but then ran in a random direction.
The cold, marble floor was slick underneath my giant paws. I skid a few feet, looking like a complete idiot.
But once I stopped, my front feet collapsed underneath me. Dang, the pain came surging through my body again.
I yelped, my brain going into complete overdrive. Then, I growled. For in front of me stood a large shadow, and at the shadow's side, a long, thing stretched out - the gun.
I only had seconds before the gun would hit me. And quickly, I leaped up, the curse of frozen fear setting in, my muscles starting to harden.
"Grrrr..." I growled viciously, through my head down in an act of aggresion. Involuntarily, my fur bristled on end, elegant and coarse.
"Hold still!!" I heard someone command. I looked behind the sorce of the odd shadow, to find five men standing around a table.
One man had his hands holding down what seemed to be a wolf with a neon-green strip running down it's back...BJ!!!
I wanted to shout, I wanted to jump in the air with joy, but within seconds, a man held me by the neck, his arm digging into my flesh.
I tried holding my head back, so I could reach his elbow and rip it to shreds. I was pissed.
"LET ME GO, YOU BASTARD!!!" I barked. But in all the fury, this only made things worse...
I gasped for air. This man was choking me! A leather wrap was found tightly secured around my furry neck. What was I to do?
The scroll! Was it still securely tied around my wrist? I looked down at my red paws.
Yes! The blue, nylon cord was still there. Now everything would change, and I would be able to rescue my friend.
...Now, if only I could reach it...My head was already beginning to spin from the lack of oxygen...
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Did you like it? It's the little story I've sorta been working on...not that great, huh?
Well, please tell me what to work on, and thank you for reading! ^_^
Cheers!
.:Demon Wolf Koruki:.
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You are...
You Are Sukairi-
Forever entangled in mysteries. You can't help but think that everyone hates you. You are only mean because you never want to get close to anyone, because if they die on your fault, you never want to have that unbearable pain you felt when your best friends died for you. Your past is a thing you don't enjoy talking about. Yet somehow, Sasuke is able to unwrap you from your prison and is able to get the secrets out of you.
Ending result- LIGHTEN UP ALREADY!!!
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Just a random quiz result I thought up. Sukairi is my OC, and Sasuke belongs to the creator of Naruto, Masashi Kishimoto.
Enjoy! ^_^
Cheers!
.:Demon Wolf Koruki:.
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"Sasuke-kun!" "Oh, Sasuke!" "Sasuke, my honey-bunch!"
...Honey-bunch?! Sasuke thought. ...That's a new low...dang girls...
"Ino! What are you doing here?" "ME?! What about you, Bill-board Brow?"
Great...Sasuke thought. They finally caught up with each other...Sakura and Ino will be at it for quite a long time...that should provide me enough of a headstart to find somewhere to go...
The rantings and callings from the crazed Sasuke fan-girls continued to be heard, though Sasuke was quickly falling out of ear-shot.
The sun's rays beat down on him elegantly.
Gotta get out of here! he thought, his feet quickening the pace.
There! he shouted to himself silently. I've got to get to the only place where they won't think to look...with the only girl who doesn't like me.
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Sasuke stopped once Sukairi came into view. He crept along silently, but that still was enough for Sukairi to hear him.
"What is it you want?" she growled. She was sitting in front of a gravestone, her arms hanging rather loosly around her legs.
"Nothing...those girls are after me again...don't think we can call them 'girls' anymore...'pirahnas' is more like it..."
Sukairi remained silent. She didn't think Sasuke was amusing...rather disgusting through her eyes.
"...Don't they know..." Sasuke grumbled, brushing himself off. "...not to judge a person by how they look?"
"...Guess not..." Sukairi whispered quietly. But then she began to ask herself why Sasuke was here...
"Hmmm...don't you think that they should judge you by the inside?"
"No!" Sukairi barked.
"Well..." Sasuke blinked. "...why not?"
Suddenly, it was like Sukairi's feelings were let loose, like they were uneeded. And to her, they weren't. And all thoughts of keeping secrets was forgotten.
"Because that's all they ever do! They don't give me ONE chance, and I say again to you Sasuke, not ONE chance, to say something before they already think they know me. It hurts, it hurts to know that everyone hates you...heh," Sukairi scoffed, standing up. Her muscles seemed to tense up, her hands balling up into well-trained fists. "...you're lucky. You have people caring for you. Don't you see that? No one has ever done that for me...no one. I know that even my sisters silently, secretly hate me...even if it's only a little bit, I can see it. I've never had a friend...You're lucky..." she repeated.
"...Why?" Sasuke asked, scared. He kept his cool look together, careful not to shatter this illusion. He would never give in to someone so intimidating.
"..." Sukairi thought for a second, letting this all sink in. She didn't even know what she was saying..."Let's just say...That the more you know about me, the more you'll want me to die..."
And with that, Sukairi turned and left, her beautiful brown hair dancing in the wind, twisting and turning with her anger and hate.
And to Sasuke, Sukairi looked like a girl who was tough through everything. He could only see her back through these achievments, as she was far ahead of him.
But to Sukairi, she was a scared little girl, afraid of everything and everyone. But she would not allow anyone else to die for her. She was on her own, never to let anyone's care to engage her in anything.
But even now, she tried holding back the tears. She didn't turn to Sasuke once, keeping her face lowered to the ground.
And involuntarily, tears tumbled from her open eyes, and she bit her lip to stop it from quivering so much.
But, I know you're the ones that only care...Sukairi thought, pictures of her past flowing through her mind, making her feel somewhat colder and hateful.
So...I'm sorry...
Austin...Ashley, and...Jonathan...
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Part of the story I'm making with my OCs and the characters of Naruto {don't worry, Naruto and everything is (C) Masashi Kishimoto. It's not mine}. Sorta sad, huh? I still don't think I did a good job, though...
Enjoy!
Cheers!
.:Demon Wolf Koruki:.
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Friday, March 9, 2007
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So I was listening to "Animal I Have Become" by Three Days Grace {I think}. I was gonna go wash my plate when my hand slips in a puddle of RED kool-aid. When I bring my hand up, I'm thinking:
"Blood!" even though I knew it was just kool-aid.
And for some reason, I thought of Sukairi, because that song fits her PERFECTLY!!! And, well...it's like the demon inside of her tortures her, so...yeah...
Anyways, this is REALLY random, but...
Cheers!
.:Demon Wolf Koruki:.
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Thursday, March 8, 2007
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"Come on, come on!" I cried, my hands quickly fumbling around the scroll in my hands. My hands seemed to be tied apart from each other, the numbing effects starting to kick in.
Suddenly, the scroll slipped out of my hands and was sent twirling through the midnight-black sky.
"Grrr!" I growled, grasping the scroll between my wolfen jaws. My feet started padding against the ground slower, now feeling heavy and weightless at the same time.
"Aaaaaaahhh!!" Another ear-piercing scream shattered the almost silence of night.
"I'm coming, BJ!" I wanted to shout, but the muscles in my mouth were beginning to somehow soften, and I could barely keep the scroll wedged in my jaw.
My fingers began to freeze in one position, then they would start to move slowly.
The bliss, cold feeling of the sparkling rain began to drizzel against my face, as I blinked it away. Any ordinary night I would be staring into the sky. But I had more important things to worry about, like my best friend.
"What the?!" I yelped, the scroll flying from my mouth. The cord slipped around my finger, the scroll only stopping inches from the ground.
The mud slipped underneath my feet, pulling me down.
KRACK!!! A sickening thud against the ground when I landed. What was I doing on the ground? Get up! I told myself. Get up, dammit! But try as hard as I could, I couldn't pull myself up.
Focusing all of my energy and power into my arms, I managed to barely lift off of the ground. Blood from my wound dribbled down into the softened earth, as if it could run freely whenever it wanted to.
Trembling with pain and exhaustion, my hands began slipping in the dampened soil.
"Aaaaaaaahhh!" yet another scream.
B-BJ...I'm...sorry...
Those were the last words I thought of, before I collapsed on the ground, my arms finally giving way like they were wet slips of paper being cut in half.
Slowly, my wolf form squirmed out and over my body, the red markings no longer burning with the power I once had. If I turned completely black, I was dead.
But I couldn't worry about myself. All I could think was if my friend was dead...or if she was barely hanging on...?
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Well, that's based on something I just thought up. It's about my good friend Dragonclaw {please visit her site} and me. So, yeah. I don't know really what to call it, so just enjoy it and tell me what to work on, please?
Enjoy, and cheers!
.:Demon Wolf Koruki:.
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