"You know," Drakyen said. "I honestly couldn't care less," His little minions snickered at his snide remark.
I growled at his comment. He was starting to piss me off, and its going to be the worst mistake of his life.
I took off my- Mark's hood, and I took out my scythe. Mark's mom gasped when I did this. I guess any mother would be surprised if their child took out a scythe from their head.
Drakyen's smug face was replaced by a serious one. His shotgun was now firmly grasped in his hands(*Patrick is holding shotgun* "firmly grasp it in your hand and... kill Arsic!").
I got into my fighting stance. I held my scythe at the end of the pole. The blade was now facing the other direction.
I began to concentrate, sucking in all the heat and fire.
The blade of my scythe was now engulfed in flames. 'I should take out the minions first,'
I charged at the one on the left while swinging my scythe in many directions.
He was decapitated instantly.
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Sooooo sorrrrrryyyyyy6ybddhdhdhf for the late update!!!!!!!!!! *Mark walks in* "is there ever a time when your not hyping about something?"
"I AM THE HYPE!!!!!!¡!¡!!!!!¡!$-4-$8-$%--3(2-$-$$+7373819GFFHWOCJISIDJSJJgIhFHFGGHGGGHuGGH
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Under The Hood (Discontinued)
Science FictionThis is a failed story that I made when I was a wee little lad. It goes without saying that it is certainly cringe worthy and beyond saving. If you want a good look at what a terrible first story is like, here you go. I will TRY to rewrite this sto...
