Oath To Order
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Continúa, Has publicado may 04, 2017
Shadows danced along the cracked broken walls of the building, his tired eyes staring at them as they moved, their whispers stinging his ears with the malice they held and he knew it would again be another sleepless night.

What happens when a boy cast out from society runs over a murderer with a smile carved into his face? And what happens when his friends want revenge?

((Featuring OC))
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*2016 Update* I plan on getting around to edit this eventually, so forgive the small grammar mistakes. ••••• "I won't kill you" he blurted out with regret. Confusion mingled with my fear. He regretted not killing me? "Who are you?" I asked, slowly moving toward the closed door. He looked at the painting on my easel, and smiled darkly. I saw it clearly for the first time, and my eyes widened. I had painted the man in my dream. His face, twisted in a smirk, dominated the canvas. A swirl of crimson paint surrounded him, and I saw myself in the painting, wearing a long, black evening gown, my hair in a long ponytail, my pail skin glowing, and I stared at the man with love in my eyes. The painting I had created shocked me to the point of forgetting to escape. "Nice" the man said, and yanked open the window above my bed. He crawled out of the room, crouched on the window sill. "Jeff" he said softly, watching me with interest. "Huh?" Came my dumbfounded voice. "My name is Jeff"