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Twig

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Parts 16
Time 2h 45m

RiptideTheWeirdo

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The balance of power and the fate of magic itself rests on the trust that seven families do not lose their heirlooms. And what does this bitch do? Fucking loses it. Honestly, why do I even associate myself with him? I don't even like him, never did. Yet here I am, getting called up to do these stupid ass missions with this incapable fuck. Gods...


The war was supposed to end the Three Points. I shot Rose brainless, that was the end of it all. But I couldn't kill a child. I fucked everyone over because I couldn't fucking shoot demon spawn. Dammit. What kind of general ends a war just to start a whole ass new one? I'm going to change that. Next time I see that bitch, so help me I'll-


I fought for my beliefs, and I will continue to do so. No matter the amount of souls I have to put to rest, or beasts I have to free, I will end this faction. Those flickist scum bags won't know what hit them.


Why am I here? I fucked up, same as everyone else. And now the MSA is breaking down my door to ship me off on some "super secret" mission with the most insufferable people in my field. Next question, please. 



I'm just trying to understand... What part do I play in this? Dad?



(This is a story about spy shit with a whole lot of murder, cussing, gorey aspects, and usage of drugs. And more murder, yay...) 
Reader discretion is highly advised :DAll Rights Reserved

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Runaway

I've been on the run for three years. I'm not the first, but I certainly won't be the last. For as long as I can remember, I had been experimented on, drugged to the brink of insanity, and tortured by someone I thought was my family. Boy, was I wrong. This isn't one of those stories where I suddenly get a huge boost of courage and defeat the bad guys then live happily ever after. I don't believe in that stuff anymore. Instead, I was a coward, and ran for my life, for my freedom, because I was too afraid to stand and fight and risk losing control like the monster they had created me to be. I've been too many people, have moved too many times. Now, I wonder if I will finally be able to find a place to call home... I won't allow myself to be captured before I even have a chance at that. Because if do, I'm as good as dead. © Sweetslover8 ~August 26th, 2013 Please note that the following is a work of fiction. Any names, events or occurrences of any kind coinciding with real life are purely coincidental.