Hiatus

With the post below me, as you can see i have my hands pretty full, well not really, been a dad for 3 days, the lil bugger eats, and sleeps, and poops, and rinse and repeat, i'll try to get on xi when i have the time, but atm just enjoying my time being a daddy <3

Landon Maddox Wilson

is finally here, 9 pounds 13 ounces.

i get new pants

ello askar dirs and ayd is pimp 4 making my banner

:(:(

no bebe yet, but good news is she can go at netime now, so just a matter of time, n ffxi news, hmm havent done much, got a dyna bubi win due to fhg kicking ass, its been so much fun playing with you guys for so long. we got nyzle isle coming down to the wire, every is almost done with thier gear, tanos the lootwhore got askar pants sunday. yay crappy lots. but other than that i havent been on ffxi much, busy spendiing time with the wife and prepping for the new family addition, see ya n vana

there vagu, u r not alone, rl pics on blogger ftw

Wow

needs moaor post, well hello, i need 2 get on the posting more, my progres on cop tended 2 get a little better, went from 2-3 2 5-1, thanks FHG.

Also i need 2 get on this adding pictures thing 2 the blog, like the rest of the siren blog ring does, ayd is going 2 be making me a very cool heading, w00t.


Also I know half the time im never online anymore, thats due 2 work, im not on till 1am est normally, well that may diminish even les play time now, cuz from now till april 17th Sav can pop out our 1st son at ne moment, i'll try 2 keep logging on for nyzul and maybe an einjenhar(sp) because of the 30 minute time limit when my son is bored, but other than that i'll see how it goes, people say having a newborn isnt that bad or hard 2 take care of, we'll see and i'll keep ya post.


36 days until she pops, everyone says it will be more, alot says it'll be less, but the timer is now on.

Bday

In 2 days, 23 on the 24th ^^

Today

After being tired of being stuck on cop 2-3 i decided id do something bout it. rah rah bst solo goes, got it down to 50% before he doomed me pet. will try again later when 2hr is up, atm bedtime.

n other news, nyzul isle has been great, my static mates kickass and make me 3/5 askar and 2/2 ws owner. Goo Goo BST and DRK WS ^^.

other than that, u can find me in the tree ^^. Bst'n it up 24/7

Decided to go a new direction here.

Everyone seems to make ffxi post regarding there achievements and random lols, so i'll give it a shot. Well, hmm.. i'll think of something to fill here later (:

Unbreakable

Unbreakable.I don't want the model or the actress, I just want mylove unconditionally.

I want a love like my parents, not the fights, just the history.

I want someone who will believe in me, support me likeno other.

Don't want to be a whore around town, I want you as mychilds mother.

I want to come home tired, being greeted by your smiling face.

I want to have somewhere when my world turns dark, I look for your embrace.

Sometimes we let little things snap the chains, of theband that seemed unbreakable.

We search for years to find greater treasures, only torealize that their love was irreplacable.

We let jealousy woe, we let lust conquer, and we let our tempers flare.

We lose interest so fast, it's hard to tell we even care.

We hold fast to our dreams, we clash with our pride.

We've been scorned before, but we must learn to forgive but don't forget.

Take control of our actions, and fail to do stuff that later, we will regret.

I want someone who will stick around for the long run,and jog right along with me.

They'll fuel my cup full of passion, whenever it tends to run empty.

I want to sit outside with her, and push my baby girlon her swingset.

And show her that the better side to life, hasn't evenbegun to peak yet.

Take the time to show her, after the hell there are better things.

God has made it so that we soar, you are the windbeneath my wings.

You never really know what you have to it's gone, so we won't let it get that far.

Love is about commitment, searching and finding who we truly are.

About having someone to share your tough times with,to laugh when you're happy, cry when in pain.

Everlasting love is about surviving a earthquake, not about breaking up after rain.

Oh ya

Me and Savannah are expecting our first child. Landon Maddox Wilson due in Apriil 2009, goo blue stuffz. Will post more stories soon, thanks 4 reading.

Mia

my comp keyboard is broke, gonna need a new 1 b4 i can write again. just a fyi

The Drifter Teaser 2

With her foot on the brake of her old buick, Lori shifted in her seat as the heavy rainfall continued to hit her windowshield. The wipers were doing a good job but when her brown eyes looked at the gas meter she knew she would have to stop soon. Her eyes glared at all of the signs and looked for the one with the nearest gas exit. "Two miles." She said with a smile, and then only five more hours and she would be in her new city, with her new life and new job. The minutes went by fast as she turned on her right blinker and exited the highway, her car slowly leaning around the turns. She had always been an extra safe driver, but today she had to be super safe. One misturn and her car could either slide off the road, or into oncoming traffic. She hated rain. With the gas station in her view she pulled into the gas pump. It had grown dark since she started her journey as the sky was nearly starless.
She took extra precautions before stepping out of her vehicle, growing up in the city she was well aware of the dangers she could face being out alone. But she shrugged it from her mind as she stared at the guy behind the bulletproof glass. His nose held up his glasses perfectly and she waited awhile before she interrupted the reading he was doing.
"I'm sorry, its so slow normally." He called out.
"That's okay, twenty on pump two." She called as she walked off. She couldnt shake the thought that she had eyes on her, sizing her up from a distance as her hips swayed back to her car. She removed the gas nuzzle and entered it into her tank.
The rain beating down on her forced her brown hair to become matted to her head. "Some gentleman." She thought aloud, hoping the young gas attendant would come out and help her, so she didnt have to get wet.
She looked around as she waited for the pump to fill up the rest of her car. It was pretty much deserted, only people who would stop in here would be tourist who needs a quick fillup before going to the next place. That's when she spotted him, walking across the street. His car was on the side of the road smoking.
"Hey." He called out to Lori who turned her attention back to her car. Wierd guy, I don't know, going to mind my business. She thought. She started to panic as the guy came closer and closer to her. She hastily opened her car door, she wasnt much for paranoia but stuck in the middle of nowhere with a guy coming towards you didnt look like a good situation.

Her hands twisted the key in the ignition and came to life. Lori you're a paranoid freak, the guys car obviously broke down. Her mind argued with her. She jumped out of her daze when he pounded on her windshield. Terror like she never felt before ran through her. She turned to see out the window as his soft face and warming blue eyes greeted her.
He tapped on the window and made the signal for her to roll it down.
"Hey." He repeated when she finally rolled down the window.
"Dont look so scared, I won't harm you." He smiled a warm smile at her. He was handsome. Lori thought. "I just need to use your cellphone, I dont have one and I need to call a towtruck."
"My names Ken." He said and he listened to the silence before she stated her name.
"Pretty name." He smiled at her again. She hesitantly agreed to let him use the phone and he stepped away from the car before making the call. She looked out of her back windshield as he paced about for two or three minutes before returning the phone to her, a sad look in his blue eyes.
"No answer huh." Lori interpretated what it meant. Need a lift hotstuff. Her devilish side began to ask before she looked over and knew it was a horrible idea.

The Drifter Teaser

Luka had set the gun back into his holster, there wasn't any movement from the other side of the door. He stared through the little holes in the wood where the bullets went through. You're dead now, creep. He thought as his hand turned the doorknob.
All of this could have been avoided, had he just turned himself in and released the young lady he had hostage. Luka didn't take kindly to pyschopaths, unless that pyscho was himself. He stepped back and kicked the door in, the wood giving way under his boot before he stared into the room. Blood was on the ground but there was a lack of assurance inside of Luka's mind. Blood, but no body. It meant he had at least nicked the guy, but where was he now. His hands reached to his side and removed his gun again. There wasn't any other trail of blood anywhere near, just the pool of it in the middle of the room. His eyes scanned the unfamiliar bedroom. Windows were closed, closet door was open and there was nowhere to hide in such a tiny place. Foolishly he looked above him, as if the assailant was stuck on the roof. There wasnt anyone hanging from the ceiling as if he was a spiderman. The matress had been laid flat on the floor so there wasn't any chance of the guy hiding underneath the bed......

Need Characters

Looking to do a new story after I finish the massacre, sign up here, leave rl name, hair color, eye color, etc etc little details. It's going to be called The Drifter and i need ppl to use in it.. thanks for the help. Anyone welcome

FFXI The Novel(hmm)

The sound of metal echoed throughout the hall of Ru’Lude Gardens. One by one they came with their swords and axes sheathed. The gleam in their eyes shone inside the well lit hallway. Young fighters of the resistance came from all over Vana’Diel. Hoping that they could impress their Lord, having many beastman’s blood stained on their hands. They were tired, they were hungry but most of all they were proud. The beastman horde had turned and ran cowardly back through Rolanberry Fields. A surprise attack on the Grand Duchy Of Jeuno had be thwarted, with King Undyingsoul dispatching troops to counter their attack with one of their own. He sat atop his throne, sipping wine from his cup as his wife took her place beside him. Xchelly looked on as the doors were opened and one by one the fighters entered their domain. Men, Women, and teenagers all piled into their chambers. She remember what it was like to be on the battlefield, healing the combatants when they needed her the most, right before they would be knocked unconscious. She looked over at her husband as a worried look crossed his face. He knew it he couldn’t hold the beastman off for long. Soon they would just regroup and try again, and again, and again. Persistent was the word best used to describe them. “Speak.” Undyingsoul called out to his group. One man stepped to the front of the crowd, his swords gleaming in the light, his Vermillion Cloak had blood stained on it. His eyes met up with the King’s before he looked back at the fighters behind him. “What is your name?” Xchelly asked. She looked down at them and was very thankful to have brave Warriors fighting in their name. “I have traveled a great distance to get here.” He spoke in a calm tone, he kneeled before royalty. “I am not one of your fighters.” The man spoke and they looked at him enticed at the thought of a new fighter under their command. “I was making a trip through the Marshlands when I was attacked.” He spoke and Undyingsoul held up his hand to quiet him. “So you want to join my fighters?” Soul spoke. He was in his late thirties, an early king but not one to be taken lightly by any means necessary. Inheriting the throne from his father who was slain by a Beastmans sword. He was promoted from sergeant to King as he was the only son his father had. In the past seven months of his reign the Grand Duchy of Jeuno had improved, merchants offered a lot more goods to traveler’s weary of a day of traveling. He kept the three nations happy and they all lived in a peaceful harmony. But he was a business man, conducting trades and merchandise and ruling the four nations seamlessly. But he was described by some as a brute and his work ethics weren’t always welcomed with the townspeople. But they obeyed their King and did what he said. His rules weren’t too farfetched. He didn’t allow Beastman into his town, not even non-hostile ones. The goblins that set up shop in Lower Jeuno had to move, taking their good reputation with them. They had never once caused anyone any harm. Seven brothers had to relocate, they didn’t move far. They eventually reopened shop relocated in Bastok.

The Massacre Sample(non ffxi story n 2nd novel)

Starr looked down at her hands as the warm summer air blew her hair all around. It was getting dark fast and she sat back and wondered where the day had gone. She had her red hair tied into a ponytail and focused her brown eyes onto her friend David. He gave her a stupid grin before she punched him playfully. She was done with her first year of college and couldn’t wait to start hanging out with her friends again and David was one of the closest she’s had. His brown skin shone in the last bit of daylight as he sat on her steps. He had known her since he moved to Cumberland, Maryland. It wasn’t his decision, his mother nearly forced his hand but there wasn’t anything that he or his siblings could do. He had met Starr in high school, but he decided to take the working man’s route and postpone college for a year, Starr on the other hand went right after she graduated causing them to never really hang out based upon their hectic schedules. It was a perfect day, except in the back of Starr’s mind she was worried about her friend Derek. He was her best friend if you can call him that, he had been extremely stressed the past couple of days and she wanted hear his voice, she always had a way to calm him down. But Derek hadn’t called her like he swore he would have, and the last time she spoke to him was last night and she could hear the anger gravitating out of his voice. She worried sick about him, him and his girlfriend were going back and forth with arguing and he feared he would lose her. She meant to him his life and without her he felt no point in living. “Starr.” David called to bring her back to reality. She had finally focused her brown eyes onto him. “Yeah.” She replied softly. “You’re fucking up.” David joked, that was like his catchphrase. She held her head up and looked up at the clouds above her head, she whispered a silent prayer for her friend.

“I’ve got to go home.” David replied after a hour had went by. He had done his catching up with her and he hugged her tiny frame tightly before turned and walking down the stairs. She had watched him walk around the corner before she turned and went into her house. She felt like she hadn’t ate in weeks, stress will really do a number on you. She dragged her feet towards the kitchen and she rifled through the fridge. Pulling out lunchmeat and bread she decided to make a ham sandwich, watch a movie and call it a night. Hopefully Derek will call to let her know he was alright. She had known him for years and they have grown really close to each other, he considered her his best friend in the whole world. She understood him and they always had fun when they were together. Her mother was at work, and she wondered how late she was going to be out, she didn’t mind being home alone but she wished she had some sort of company. She held the butter knife in her hand as she smoothed the mayonnaise over the bread before neatly placing the ham on top of it. She heard her doorbell buzz and she jumped, she laughed a bit to herself before yelling “Who is it?” She sat the knife down and awaited an answer. She expected to walk to the door and see his skinny frame there, with his black hair spiked on the top. She looked out the window but Derek’s car wasn’t present. The doorbell buzzed again and she opened the door and stared at the person on the other side. “Hey.” She opened the screen door and hugged her. “What brings you here?” Starr had to question, she hadn’t seen her friend Chelsey all week. Chelsey stood there with her blond hair hanging down over her face. Hurt was the look that her green eyes had shown. With the saddened look on her face Starr began to worry. Chelsey was a coworker’s of Derek, so she figured it was something about him. She had known Chelsey for quite some time but they never really hung out all that much. But in this little town everyone is your friend. “Can I come in?” Chelsey finally opened up and asked. Starr stood back and let the door swing open and Chelsey stepped inside. Once inside the living room Chelsey found the nearest sofa to plop down on and then she buried her face into her hands. Starr stood on the other side of the living room looking at her, waiting on her to speak what was on her mind. “It’s Derek.” She began and Starr felt her heart sink into the bottom of her stomach.

She tried to get a grip on what Chelsey told her but all she could think about was throwing up. She couldn’t have lost him, not him, not her best friend. How could someone who seemed so strong do something as weak as take his own life. She let her head bang off of the wall as tears made their way down her cheek. Chelsey walked over towards her and she cried also, they rocked and cried together. Chelsey looked into her eyes as she rocked back and forth. “Police say he burned himself to death.” “Set gasoline all over his room and lit a match.” Chelsey went on. “When they got to the body it was burned so badly.” Chelsey went on before Starr held her hand up to silence her. “I guess he lost it and ended all his pain.” She remembered as her tears streamed down her face. Chelsey looked over at her but couldn’t think of anything to say, she was close to Derek and he was the main guy at work she talked to. “I can’t believe this.” Chelsey finally broke the silence. Starr forced herself to stand as she went into the kitchen, she poured herself and Chelsey a glass of water. With the glasses in her hand she walked back into the living room and the mood was very depressive. “Who called the police?” Starr asked as she handed Chelsey the glass. Chelsey’s green eyes began to shine as the light from the ceiling reflected off of them. “Do you know?” Starr asked before Chelsey could even reply. “His friend found the body..” She said as she took a sip from her glass, she sat it on the table next to her. “He was downstairs in the house and he heard an explosion.” Chelsey replied. Starr looked at her puzzled. “Police said his friend rushed upstairs and was greeted by flames so he ran downstairs and out the door. That’s when he called the fire department crying.” Chelsey finished. Starr thought long and hard as the mental images cast inside her head and what happened played out in her mind. She mentally pictured Derek spraying gasoline over everything even over himself. She winced at the thought. Her thoughts were interrupted when her phone rang. “Hello.” She answered it, she awaited the person on the other end to say something. She listened closely and all she could hear was light sobs. “Hello.” Starr repeated herself, she gave the person on the other end a chance to reply. She could still hear the muffled tears as the phone was taken away from the persons mouth. She heard them blow their nose and she made a disgusted face. “Starr?” The voiced cried out and Starr wondered where she had heard that voice from. “Who is this?” Starr asked, she motioned for Chelsey to be quiet. “It’s Autumn, Derek’s ex-girlfriend.” When Starr heard the word Ex she figured she knew what drove Derek over the edge. He was nuts about her and she broke up with him. She almost wanted to hang up the phone on her but she didn’t. “Are you there?” Autumn asked when Starr didn’t say anything. She could still hear Autumn sobbing into the phone. “Yeah I’m here.” Starr asked as she pushed a button and the phone went into speaker mode. Chelsey looked on puzzled. “Have you heard about…” Autumn began before she broke down again. Her reaction made Chelsey cry some more. “I just can’t believe he’s gone.” Starr said loud enough so she can hear her. She was getting lost in her own little world. Her alternate reality where she didn’t hear the grim news that just made her whole life suck. Autumn had ceased her crying a bit and told Starr to listen closely. “I know I don’t believe Derek would be so little and kill himself, but he sent me a email.” Autumn said and a chill ran up Starr’s spine. Chelsey’s eyes grew big and wide as she waited for Autumn to speak again. “A email?” Starr asked as she looked over at her computer. The screensaver bounced over the screen back and forth. “Yes.” Autumn said and Starr put her attention back to her. “He sent it to me and you, it sounds like a suicide note.” Autumn said and Starr stared at the computer. Chelsey played with her fingers while sitting on the couch. Autumn sat on the other end and awaited Starr to say something. “Read it.” Chelsey blurted out. “Who’s there.” Autumn sounded shocked when she heard another voice in the background. “Just Derek’s friend Chelsey, she told me what happened.” Starr replied as she pulled the chair underneath the computer desk out and sat in it. She typed in the password to unlock the computer and waited for it to boot up. “How is his mother taking it?” Starr asked as her hand gripped the mouse. “She’s been devastated.” Autumn gave the response Starr knew she was going to hear. “Are you going to check your email?” Autumn asked. “Doing it now.” Starr replied as she clicked on the mailbox icon. “Call me back, the police are on the other line.” Autumn said before they heard the dial tone. Chelsey dreaded getting up but she took her place behind Starr, she wanted to see what this note had said. Starr’s eyes wearily looked over the screen until her face lit up and she saw the new message from Derek Twine. She turned to look back at Chelsey before she got up out of her seat and walked across the room. “I don’t want to read it.” Starr refused. Getting a grip on the fact that Derek killed himself was one thing, but reading a note telling her he was going to do it was too much in her eyes. “You got to know what it says.” Chelsey said as she took a seat in the chair, before Starr could object she clicked the mouse and the email opened.

Why is the world such a dark and lonely place, where no one is ever good enough no matter how much they change or how much right they do? Why is it that when you find true happiness the world only seems to crash and shatter around you? People react different to you, smile in your face and stab you behind your back the first chance they can. Well I’m sick of acting like life doesn’t get me down. My grandmother is sick and dying, but she’s still the most joyous person I know. My dad and I are no longer on speaking terms and I just lost my girlfriend Autumn, the one girl who seemed to soothe every ache in my body with just her touch. If you love something, despite how the saying goes, you should never let it go. They say that Karma is a bitch depending on how you treat her. At times I sat up at night and wondered is this life even worth living. My job walks over me and treats me like shit, I get yelled at for everything I do, nothing is ever good enough. I’ve never gotten so much as a good job Derek. I am thankful for my true friends, those who have yet to turn their back on me, but what else do I have to go on for? How much longer until they bite me also? Before I go there are some people who I have to give an honorable mention to. Autumn. I love you, I have loved you through out thick and thin, through happy times and sad. I figured we were destined to be married but you dumped me. I would have giving it all to you, but you just didn’t want to have it. Instead you accused me of doing everything possible, even cheating. I have never and I would never cheat on you, but that doesn’t matter anymore because you told me I don’t matter anymore. Your mind was made up, and so is mine. I don’t matter to you and nothing else matters to me. May my blood rest on your conscience. You took everything away from me, you held the key to my joy and my pain. You’ve scarred me badly, now I hope my death scars you. Starr. How are you doing buddy, I’m sorry that we have to end on these terms, just know that I respect your friendship and you’ve helped me through everything. But I’m sorry babe, sorry that you cant help me through this. You’ve never experienced pain like this before and I hope you never do. Head up and don’t feel bad, all good things come to an end sooner of later. We’ve had a good run and your still my best buddy. I don’t want you to think any less of me, but this has to be done, I have no motive to go on any further. I love you buddy, now and until the end of time. And to anyone else out there who decided to kick me while I was down, realize that we are all humans, we make mistakes and we shouldn’t be punished so extremely for them. They say that things that go around usually tend to come back around and for all the pain you all caused me I hope I see you in hell sometime. Sincerely Derek. Twine.

Chelsey sat in silence as the note sent goosebumps down her spine. She wanted Starr to say something but she didn’t say anything, she just held her head down and whimpered. She let the pillows absorb her tears and her body twitched as coughs escaped her throat. She felt like she needed to vomit. She leaped off the couch and made her way to the back of the house where the bathroom was located. She dropped to her knees and stuck her head over the toilet, she felt the vomit rise through the pit of her stomach before it exited her mouth. Chelsey ran behind her, grabbing a towel off the rack and handing it to her. “He blamed Autumn for his death.” Chelsey spoke as Starr dry heaved. “That has got to be a tough weight on anyone’s shoulders.” Chelsey continued to blabber on. Starr heaved and heaved until spit dripped down onto her chin, with the towel in her hand she wiped it up. She gripped the toilet seat and hoisted herself to her feet. Chelsey patted her on her back as she walked back into the living room. “That was harsh.” Chelsey continued. “That was just plain nasty.” Starr corrected her. “Poor Autumn.” Starr finished as she plopped down on the couch.

Ballista VI

“Soul!” Faro yelled at the top of his lungs as Pwn stood overtop of Chell. He took his axe out of her head and looked down at the person he defeated. He knew that he had the biggest target out of them all on him now, but justice was done, maybe Soul would think before he fired his arrows next time. Without saying a word to Faro, he took off across the area. Just finally arose from his slumber and he had Twylight still inside of his sights. He hoisted her above his head. He wanted revenge, he wanted to kill her, you don’t betray your country in the way that she did. Friend or foe, Tone was his closest friend but Ballista rules and friendships are tossed out the window if they aren’t from Sandy. Her blood will most definitely soak the earth, but he wanted to make her suffer, to show her that will not be tolerated. He threw her up against the tree and he awakened Soul. He nudged for him to get his bow ready. Just held Twy’s arm up against it and Soul did his part letting his arrow fly through her hand and sticking into the tree. Just did the same with her other one and Soul followed up. “Now what?” Soul asked as he aimed between her eyes. She had no where to run and all she could do was bleed. Just took out his knuckles that he slaughtered Tone with, the spike-equipped ones. He punched her in the jaw and the spike jammed through her skin, he quickly pulled it out and laughed at the blood that spewed behind it. Soul had his aim onto her when someone grabbed his shoulder and spun him around. Faro glared at him with hurt eyes. “You okay?” Just asked as he noticed his friend was shaken up. Faro shook his head no, and they asked him what was up. “Chell’s dead.” He broke the news, and even Twy looked up through her pain at him. “Did you raise her?” Soul asked, “I couldn’t, I’d be slaughtered as long as it will looked at by every Bastokian...” he kept going before Just silenced him. “Name.” Soul said, his bow quivering in his hand. “Give me a name.” he repeated himself. “Pwninator.” He said before Soul and Just took off, leaving Twy to bleed until she died. Drakk and Stella took in the site together, they gasped to themselves. The fighting, the casualties had to stop. She didn’t know the time left on any of the defeated people but she knew that members from the opposing forces had someone playing watchguard for any looking to spare a Raise. It hung in the balance that this was a matter of life and death. She knew the rules, unconscious for an hour and the grim reaper owns your soul and you die. Die, as in not come back. With as much pride as both countries had no one allowed anyone to raise anybody. The death toll, if it was to happen would fall on her hands. She initiated this big fight, even thought everyone agreed on their own, this was her doing. Without saying a word Drakk looked at her, he knew how to read what was on his wife’s mind. “But what about allegiance.” He began, a tear rolled down her face. “I don’t give a shit right now.” She looked at him with hurt eyes. Drakk sighed as he chanted near Volarion, Stella kept an eye out for anyone in the distance who may be targeting her husband. He finished his chant and Vol got up and smiled at them. Drakk took a knee to rest himself, his weakness was wearing away. “It’s over Vol.” She told him, who looked at her surprised. “I refuse to fight anymore.” She said to him, she rested her hand on his shoulder. “But Stella.” He began. “It’s more than just a countries war. At this rate not only will we not speak to each other again, we may never see each other again.” “Did you want the reaper to consume your soul? And you spend an eternity with him?” she looked at him, her tail wagging behind her. “I haven’t thought of the big picture when I declared war. I forgot about the rules of death and how it doesn’t take a backseat to someone’s pride.” Vol bit his lip, he thought to himself. “So who is the winner, who is the strongest?” “Sandy.” Drakk muttered from the ground. “Well regardless of who wins, if the timer runs out on these people, we will all lose something.” Stella preached.

“Move it.” Stu yelled as Tazzy continued to chant under his breath. “Stop.” He ordered again. He looked down at the remains of what was his girlfriend as Falk’s body was fried to a crisp. Stu knew that he was next, as much anger as he felt he was overwhelmed and couldn’t muster up the attack. The thought sinking into his head that his beloved Falk was defeated. It made it even worse because he saw her take her last breath before it was too late to try to stop it. He watched as the fire danced over her body and struck Fantazye also, he looked at the smirk upon the Taru’s face as Stu got on his knees and knelt beside her. Before Taz could do the same to the Ranger as he did to the Thief he was stopped. Drtran nodded to Stu before he cried out “Mommy.” “Get her up…. And now.” Stu ordered with anger in his voice. He looked at the slept Black Mage. The anger flew throughout his veins at a rapid pace. “Stu…” Doc called to him. “Stu…” he said as his bow took it’s aim, it shook due to his hands ,moving rapidly. “Stop… please.” Mrs. walked over towards them and said. “No.” Doc said as he turned to her, despite their friendship this had turned extremely personal. She covered her eyes as Stu unleashed his most deadly attack. Eagle Eye Shot pierced Taz’s skull with such force the arrow left a hole inside his head. She stared in horror as he dropped to the ground. “Raise him.” He told her. “I’m not dumb.” “Raise him.” He yelled and she jumped back and tried to. He watched her as she chanted and she kept her eyes on them. Not once did Stu turn his bow to her, he kept it at his side. When she finished Taz rose to his feet, then plummeted back to the earth again as Stu’s Flaming Arrow took him down. “Raise him.” He yelled, a furious look in his eyes. “No… you will have to kill me before I do that again.”

Ballista V

Their swords danced, Stella did a nice job of blocking with her shield due to the fact that Rikio was duel-wielding so she had the advantage. Rik jumped back and allowed her Jet Stream to fly at Stella, she dodged it. “You can’t harm me.” She stated as she used Defender. Rik turned and slashed quickly, cutting the Paladin in her leg, she let the scream come out of her mouth. “You’ve done it now.” Stella said as she tapped into her most powerful move, her desperation mode. With Invincible up she became immune to all of Rikio’s attacks, and she used that ability to her favor as she swung her sword at the Blue Mage. “Dude.” Just said as he stopped laughing, Chall laid out on the ground not breathing, “It’s like Mijin-Gakure but you didn’t hurt me.” Just laughed as he recalled Chall cutting himself, no, impaling himself. Chall couldn’t respond, his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Just felt bad for the boy, but then again this was Ballista. Just saw Pwn running past him and he decided to turn his frustration onto him. He jumped in the way and swung his fist but Pwn had ducked it and Just cried out in pain as an arrow was lobbed through his chest. “My fault.” Soul cried out, “Shit… my fault.” He repeated as he fired another arrow at Pwn. Just removed it and tried to stop the bleeding. “Soul.” He huffed and puffed. Pwn had managed to get away from Soul and Just stopped him before he could chase after him. “Shit.” He cried as the blood dripped over his hands. “Sorry bro.” Soul cried, “My mind is fucked up right now.” “Are you high?” Just asked, “Naw, but Stu tried to kill Chell and Twy fucking raised Tone.” “She what?” Just spit out, “Yeah…” Soul nodded his head but didn’t look at him. “Looks like we have to pay Twy a visit.” Rogue was on the receiving end of the katana, it broke through her defense and she felt vulnerable. “Seep slow.” She had poisoned Supreme, the poison began to take its effect, draining away her energy, the harder she swung, the more the poison took effect. Sooner or later the poison will wear off, but it will have had its effect of weakening Supreme. Still she managed to swing and Rogue continue trying to play the dodging game, then she felt the cold steel slide across her neck, blood spilled from her wound, Supreme had nicked it. She tried to jump out of the way as Supreme sliced her arm, she rested her body against the tree for support. She saw Supreme standing there, rage built up inside her as it seems as though she was mocking her, waiting for her to plead for her life. The fire burned inside but the pain didn’t subside. Then she noticed Supreme closed her eyes, and then she saw Khom resting against the tree. Baffled she thanked him, he nodded as his pain refused to go away. “Drop the flute!” Riq turned his head and stared at the tall Elvaan kid behind him. Elvane stood with his knuckles equipped, they had spikes on the end of them. Riq backed away as far as he could. “Back off.” Scorpionsys said as he stared at him. Elv shrugged his shoulders and swung his arm, Scorp parried it but Elv swung them too fast, a punch landed into his ribs but Riq’s melodies kept him into the fight. An arrow shot past her face and she jumped, she ran to take cover but bounced off of the Galka. “Where are you going?” Just asked her, as he lifted her up. Twylight trembled in his arms, she was scared to death, she had been caught, found out. “Why are you helping them you rat.” Just cried out, Soul had his aim onto her. “I’m not sorry for what I did, and if you’re going to kill me… fuck it… do it.” She swallowed her fear. “Ready… Aim…” Stu said from his position. Whoosh. Whoosh. The bolts flew out of his crossbow, pricking Soul and Just in the neck. “Meh.” He shot another one, putting Twy to sleep also.

“Die…” Falk shouted as her blades danced into Tazzys skin, he jumped backwards but she still hit him a great deal. “Die…” she shouted at him again, swinging them gracefully in her arms. He softly chanted to himself, and he tried to concentrate despite being attacked. The Silence had worn off on him, and now it was time to get even. As the daggers cut into his arms, his focus was still good. Soon he thought. Lifedrinker Lars kicked Bigby with its legs, sending him crashing against the ground. Blue stood up and ordered her pet to attack. Big looked up at the spider on its hind legs, he swung his dagger in defense but it didn’t do much good. He danced with the spider, and his rage grew as Blue fed her pet food, healing it when it got hurt. He decided to turn his attention to the master, not the pet. He charged at Blue before he was stopped in his tracks, spider webs attached to his legs making him slower than usual, it covered his arms and made them heavier. Blue casually smiled at him as she equipped her axe. Stella lay on the ground, she turned to her side and tried to grab her shield but Rik crashed her blade through her hand. Stella looked into the Blue Mages eyes, she saw the intensity. She didn’t know how powerful a BLU was until she had to tangle with one, even though she used her most powerful attack. Rik wasn’t out yet, and somehow she had gained control over the fight. Stella never wanted to be on the end of another Frenetic Rip in her life, the pain it caused shook her whole body, sending her crashing to the ground, and she knew it was her time to be defeated. She pondered would the Ballista end with her death, or will it continue? Rikio glanced down at her, her sole blade remaining in her hand. Stella looked at her, she shielded her face from the sun to see her better. “Thank you.” Stella said, Rik looked at her puzzled. “Thank me?” she spoke, she stopped her attack to figure out what Stella meant. Stella just nodded, and that’s when Rikio turned around. “Surprise.” Khomet said as he finished his Flare II and the wall of flames behind him came crashing towards Rikio in a hurry. She cried in pain as her body became engulfed before it sent her lifelessly to the ground. Khom extended a hand to help up Stella, who bowed to him nonstop. “Ouch.” Chell said as she grabbed at her neck, they had removed the arrow with limited damage done to her. But she began to feel a little bit woozy and her vision was blurred. “A Blind Arrow.” Faro said as he squeezed it out. She stood on her feet as Faro helped her up. “Where’s Soul?” she turned to ask him, “Fighting.” He replied. Faro tried to lead her away before he stopped and swore. “Move.” Pwn told him, a nasty scowl on his face. “I SAID MOVE!!.” He yelled at Faro again, he had nothing more than revenge on his mind, Soul almost took his life so it was time to even the score. “Man she can’t fight you.” Faro began, Pwn took out one of his axes and aimed it. There was a couple of seconds where nobody moved, no one blinked. No one said a thing, Pwn readied the axe back and forth. “Fuck it. I can’t do this.” “I can’t stare at the face of innocence and strike her down.” He said as he turned and walked away. Faro looked at him confused, but he guided Chell to turn around. They walked a couple of steps before Chell fell into him, her body pressed against his before it came crashing to the ground. “Fucker.” Faro swore as he gaped at the Maneater lodged into the back of her skull.

Ballista IV

Water rushed through Jugner Forest at a rapid pace, sending Rooghan and Biofao in its tides. Roo’s body crashed along the side of the cliff, his heart stuttered and then it finally stopped. Bio’s Ancient Magic was a lot stronger than his, he swallowed his defeat. “God Damn it.” Falk sighed as she noticed another casualty with Roo defeated. “There goes the BST and BLM.” She said as she took her aim on Mrstaz. She had taken one too many steps toward Drakk and Falk decided that if she takes one more it will be her last. She looked around as though she knew she had eyes on her, and that’s when she spotted Falk in the distance, crossbow raised chest level, aiming between her eyes. She timidly stopped in her tracks, she threw up her hands as if she surrendered. Falk continued to hold her aim. She heard something being chanted behind her, she twist her head and gasped. “FFS.” She cried under her breath as Tazzy conjured under a strong tornado. She watched as the wind whipped and howled around him, then he stopped. Fant had casted Silence on him, and by the graces of Altana it had stuck. They shared blow after blow, swords rung off of each other as the friends dueled with pride. Batt whipped his blade to Aur’s neck and Aur raised his shield to block it, it clanged off the metal, back and forth they went, never actually one upping each other. When their swords met again, it was Batt the smarter one, he lunges his shield into Auron’s skull, the hit was unexpected and it knocked him backwards. He thrust the sword into his torso, piercing his Paladin armor. He flinched from the sting of his blade, but he regained himself and stood back up. A determined look on his eyes as he smiled at Batt, who had a grin on his face. He had finally gotten the best of his good friend. He raised his sword and once again the blades danced off each other. Pwn’s back was against the wall, he was trapped, cornered. He had more muscle than his foe. But Fico was crazy. He swung his axe and he ducked, he swung again and it hit Pwn in his tail as he tried to roll out of the way. He became enraged, he blocked Fico’s next attack and the one after, Fico swung his axes nonstop as if they were lightweights. He never seemed to tire, he had too much aggression inside of him. The force Fico swung the axes with was hard enough to knock one of Pwns out of his hand. A blade hit Fico in the back of the neck, Links looked down at him shocked, she didn’t know if she had killed him or not. She didn’t think she would be strong enough to defeat Fico, but she knew she could take his vision off Pwn until he was able to gather himself. Pwn grabbed his axe off the ground, he dusted the Maneater and turned his attention to the fellow Warrior bent over in pain. He raised his hands to strike before he noticed what was in the distance. “Run.” He turned to Links and said as Soul let his Sidewinder release from his bow. She stared at him confused before the deadly arrow struck her, it entered the side of her neck and flew out the other. He gasped as she hit the ground, and he looked back at Soul who had his aim on him, he took off running as fast as his Galkaan legs would let him. “Coward.” Bluegirl screamed at Bigby, who had his daggers equipped and he twirled them in a circle. “How so, I’m just the smarter fighter.” He said as he peered at her. She kept a close eye on his hands, he wouldn’t be able to take her by surprise again. “That was low.” She spat out at him. “This is Ballista love, no such things as cheapshots.” She had heard enough, she took her fighters stance. Before she could blink he flung his dagger at her, it knocked her to the ground. “You always let me get the first step on you Blue.” He said as he removed his dagger from her body. “You shouldn’t make this so easy.” He said as he stood atop her. “Oh, I won’t.” she said as she fiddle in her bag for something Tone had given her for today, she laid the Clear Blood Broth on the ground and used her whistle. Coming over the hill Big noticed and that’s when panicked. “You whore.” He thrust the daggers down onto her, she threw her shield up as a prayer and it caught his daggers, they almost splintered it into two. “Fuck.” He cried as he tried to pull them out before Lifedrinker Lars made his way towards his master. Rogue ducked the Samurais Katana, she rolled to her side trying to avoid any harm. Supreme didn’t let her attacks stop though, she was upset when she discovered Links and Unreal were defeated. She wanted to hack away everyone, killing a weapon Vol wasn’t satisfying enough for her, she needed more. She spotted Rogue running after Chall had freed himself from the tree and that’s when she approached her, intent on killing her. She blinded Supreme with a spell, and hope it helped her caused that she was swinging the heavy weapon blindly. She stoneskinned herself and prepared herself to fight, or die trying.

Stella took a look at the carnage around her, the fighting, and the deaths. She saw not only her husband, but her good friend defeated. She choked back tears as she held her sword in her hand. She saw Bio, Roo, Vol, everyone defeated. Her mind began to warp as she wondered how the bounce back from this would be. Mythic might not be together much longer, if this hatred continues. She knelt besides Drakk’s body, she touched his face, she knew she had a bright red target slapped onto her back if she tried to raise him. So she didn’t, she just let her glove hand run across his face. She heard a leaf crunch behind her and she turned her head to the side. Rikio glared at her, her swords equipped. Stella arched her back before she stood. She had no more will to fight anymore, she was ready to call an end to the battle. She turned to tell Rik to back off before she saw Rik used Diamondhide on herself. She peered at the Taru’s face hidden behind the Optical Hat. “If we must.” Stella sighed as she let her blade careen off of Rik’s. Twylight had snuck over towards him, she glared at his face. She went a distance and she began to cast Raise. She knew she could get into all type of trouble for it, but he was the closest friend she had on here and she wouldn’t let him be defeated. It was a matter of life and death, his timer was down to ten minutes. She had chanted long enough and finally it was cast. He rose to his feet, and looked around for someone to thank. “I got you, like I said… Always.” Twy said as she bowed to Tone and snuck away. She knew she was going to be labeled as a traitor and she didn’t care, some people were worth more than a countries allegiance. “What a little…” Undyingsoul said as he readied his aim, friend or not, he was going down. He peeked out of his hiding spot to see if Stu was anywhere in sight, he knew if he stood up to long he might never breath again. Stu and Soul had a nice Ranger standoff going, but Stu had been quiet for a couple of minutes and Soul worried he was going to be ambushed. But he was infuriated at what he saw. He let the arrow fly from his bow, striking Tone in the back of the head. He fired again and again until the Beastmaster dropped again. “She fucking raised him.” He told Chell from her hiding spot. “Who?” she asked, she wasn’t paying attention. “Twy’s a fucking traitor.” He screamed at her, he couldn’t believe it. She had her back against the rock, as Soul ducked his head back down with her. “That fucking sucks.” She cried angrily. Soul looked up and fired his bow again. “I know right, what the hell is her problem. She better move to Bastok.” He said as he fired another arrow into the group of Bastokians. “I can’t believe.” He said before he stopped, blood splattered onto his face. He wiped it off with his hands and fired another shot blindly. “They going down.” He told Chell as he shot. “Chell.” He said when she didn’t respond, he gasped at the arrow lodged into her neck. “Shit.” “Faro Faro!” Soul cried for someone to come help her, he couldn’t call Twy because he’d probably kill her. Farozan ran to his side and gagged, “Don’t touch it.” Soul yelled, “Just cure her please.” And Farozan did as he was asked, playing the medic to Chell whose health was draining away. “Eye for an eye.” Undyingsoul said as he widescanned the area and picked out his target. “Try to hit me where it hurts, I can do the same.” He said justified. He knew Stu was the one who tried to kill Chell. Just threw up his fist to block Chall’s Katana, while it had hurt, it sure beats being dead. Chall had stalked him like a buzzard, he saw the pain Unreal inflicted and he pounced at the open opportunity he had in front of him. Just barely got out of the way as Chall’s blade cut the earth. He landed a punch onto Chall, and another, his body wasn’t meant to take these kinds of hits. As big as Just is, his fist hitting Chall felt like boulders being crashed into his body. He backed away from him, his mind woozy, he swung his katana vigorously. He cried out in pain as it ripped through his body, Just stared in awe, and then he burst into laughter. “Are you okay?” he stopped to ask as the katana pierced Chall’s flesh. She had her daggers at his eye level, without his magic he was useless and sadly he knew it. He tried to counteract by fighting with his staff, but all that did was infuriate Falk and by him some more time to live. Tazzy had nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. His choices were face death or Warp. With Falk distracted his wife managed to get Drakk up, but he had to run to safety inside of his weakened state.