NaNoWriMo
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“I can’t believe you lied to me!” Cathy yells throwing the vase towards Gregor. He ducks in panic, cracking his head on the corner of the table. For a few moments he stands there dazed, then as he feels the thick, warm blood rush down his face, they lock eyes.
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Decker strides around Kyle, dragging the scythe behind him, carving a circle in the concrete. ”The thing is Kyle, I never wanted to hurt you, it was your piece-of-shit father I wanted. That son-of-a-bitch took everything away from me, but unfortunately for you, time got that bastard before I could!”
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“You can’t mean it? Surely you’re just overreacting!” Conner says as he pulls the phone from his ear and stares at the display with bewilderment, before slamming it back. ”I just need another day, ca….” He stops mid-sentence, and his mouth drops open, as a tear runs down his cheek.
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“When you were a child, do you remember the moment everything changed?” Garrick asks, looking over to Bastic, who stares at him in surprise. “W-W-What do you mean?” “I mean,” he says, placing a small device on the table between them. “Do you remember this? A what it can do?”
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“Her light, it blinds me,” Scannon says, tightly closing his eyes. “It only burns because you are not worthy of it, the things you’ve done aboard my ship, she does not forget,” Rannak says, lowering the blaster to Scannon’s skull. “We all have our demons Scannon, and mine is call…”
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“We don’t need to hear the charges, and we don’t need to hear your plea, for we all know you’re guilty of these crimes Douglas. So, there will be no deliberating, there will only be judgment, as the World Engine has spoken, and it has told me of your death!”
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“You just couldn’t let me win, could you?” Silas yells, spinning around to face a battle worn Damon, his blaster raised towards him. “You need help, Silas.” “GO ROT IN HELL!” Silas yells, lunging towards Damon in a futile attack, as a shot from the blaster rips him in half.
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“MUMMY!” Fiona cries out as the shape swallows her whole. Janet rushes forward, screaming incoherent words, and crashes into the now solid black mass, which sends her tumbling to the floor. For a few moments she lies there dazed, until Fiona cries out for her again. “GIVE MY DAUGHTER BACK!”
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“Of course she never knew who I was, although anything would’ve sent her over the edge in the end,” Tanner laughs to himself as he lowers the blaster. “You should’ve seen the look of terror she had on her face, as I choked the life from her.” “It was you?”
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“Why the hell did I let you talk me into this!” Kevin yells as he storms back to the doorway, and begins pounding on it once again. “ME? This is all your fault! If you’d just been a good neighbour, instead of an arrogant prick, none of this would’ve happened!”
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“It was simple, no bullshit, just naughty or nice. But then all you bleeding hearts started giving the presents out, deciding to reward those little fuckers regardless,” he says, grabbing Barb by the hair, then slams her head into the ground. “Well guess what, I’m making a comeback this year!”
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It staggers forward, falling clumsily to its knees and tears into Finnegan’s lifeless body, then stuffs torn pieces flesh into its hungry mouth. “For the greater good,” Simmons says as he looks back at Claire, who clutches herself tightly, then nods in agreement. “For the greater good,” she says softly.
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“You son-of-a-bitch, I can’t believe you!” Gunner screams as he falls to his knees, clutching his stomach as it slowly begins to disintegrate. “Would you please, for once, SHUT UP! You were the one who forced my hand, old-friend!” Saccra says, as he fires another shot, directly into Gunner’s skull.
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“You think it matters? NONE OF IT MATTERS! Tomorrow it’ll all be back the way it was, like today, like yesterday, like last fucking week. And we’ll begin again, until we get it fucking right!” Samson yells shoving Jarvis to the floor. “There’s no tomorrow, if today’s not fucking right!”
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Suzie drops Snuggles to the floor, twists her face up in anger, and stares deathly at her mother. ”I’m not going, and you can’t make me!” ”I’m your mother, and you’ll do what I tell you!” “I WILL NOT!” Suzie yells, as a puddle of blood begins forming beneath her.
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“It’s over Caraza! We’ve taken down Smith. We know you’re a third-gen synth-core. We know you’re responsible for the murders of Maddie Star and Wanda Filpott. So stop running, no one else needs to die tonight!” Watts yells out. ”All those deemed imperfect, must be eradicated from the gene pool!”
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“Pale, is more your colour my dear. The bright ones draw attention to your, delicate features,” Stefan says, holding the dull grey dress up to her. ”My delicate features? What does that mean?” ”He means, if you dress brightly, you’ll look like a fucking zombie, dressed as a Christmas tree.”
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“Some of what Santon told you was true, a lot, unfortunately for you, was bathed in lies,” Haldthorpe says, as he stands and rolls his head around, his neck crack several times, and he looks down towards Jackie, his eyes glows red. ”That’s the problem with tall tales, they’re bullshit!”
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The mist retreats back into the darkness, leaving Kyle to contemplate its question in silence. But it’s broken almost instantly, as her sudden screams cause him to almost leap from his skin, he frantically scurries to her side and pulls her into his lap. ”Oh god Cheryl, I’m so sorry.”
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“You have lost much to make it here, before me, and I ask you the question, the one question that I ask all. Are you willing to lose more to obtain what I have seen?” Fletcher looks down at his dry, chafed hands, and tightens they Into fists. ”I am.”