This will have many short stories in it. Some of them will be dark and I will put up a warning. That's really all that needs to be said. If you have any feedback please tell me. Constructive criticism is always welcome because I really only want to...
WARNING: THERE IS DEATH IN THIS SHORT STORY IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THAT I RECOMMEND YOU GO TO ANOTHER CHAPTER.
Time slowed around him. Sounds of fighting muffled by panic in his veins. A gunshot. Soon followed by a short scream. His eyes widened. He ran to her side. Blood, lots of it. Heartbeat? Nothing.
Tears slid down his face as he put her head in his lap, "Com'on please, oh please don't die on me."
Cheers were heard as the other side won. Checkmate. He rose to his feet and bringing up his gun, shooting high into the sky. The cheers were silenced. Aim-fire, 1. War screams-Fire, 2. He walked over to the woman responsible of his loss. Revenge is what he reaked of.
This world is battery operated. It takes time, but one day those batteries will run out. They will need to be replaced, but by who?
Those who are brave enough to lose everything.
This world is battery operated,
and one day everyone's battery will run out.
This is just a short thing I did. I'm going to try to do this:
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