Maycen, Elysia, Gabriel, and Arthur stood in a cerchio around some ashes that once was Dylon Mathers, the famous novelist. HIs life came to a sudden end. It wasn't because he wrote bad books. It was what he based his libri off of. It is one thing to write about fiction but it is entirely different if te write about someone's past and have everyone read it. As I, Kyler Adams, write this horrific tale, I only want te to promise te won't share this with a soul. My life depends on it.
Scrivere this tale will lead me to the same fate as Dylon's. I only wish to share this with te to inform te of the great danger te are in. To make sure te stay alive, te might want to not finish this story. It could be life o death for the both of us. That was just a fair warning.
Maycen had already scanned the entire cave to make sure no one was lurking outside. Arthur had done his part da making sure everyone except for Jade showed up tonight. This was the night they would get rid of their biggest enemy. I know what te are probably thinking. Why was Dylon such a great threat? It was because of what he knew.
They say knowledge is power. Dylon just knew too much about Maycen, Elysia, and Gabriel. He knew their fears, their struggle, and he also knew their greatest weakness. He knew them più then he knew himself. It was surprising that they had let him live this long. Usually, if someone is a threat, they kill them on the spot but not Dylon. He lived much too long. They thought his libri weren't important but più and più people read them. The world was informed about their whereabouts.
Elysia was their leader and he had demanded they should kill Dylon years fa but the to sincere Jade denied it. She was the reason. She should be killed along with this man.
"Will he be able to re-form as a ghost?" asked Arthur. He wore a black mantello to cover his body and to hide his face. "He is well respected and could reappear as a ghost. What will we do then?"
"We will do what we usually do." Elysia scattered the ashes everywhere. "We send his form into the deepest darkest parts of hell."
"We aren't allowed back there remember. te may be the son of Hades but he doesn't want te back there. te were a disappointment. Remember?" questioned Maycen.
"He still has powers of the Underworld so we are good." Gabriel blew out the candles. The cave-like home became pitch black.
"We use our powers but no mortal should know about us." detto Elysia
"What about out secrets? They are currently published to the world," asked Gabriel.
"Simply," replied Maycen. "Destroy all of Earth."
I want to continue this story but I fear they are watching me. I will hand this book down to my niece and she will take care of everything else. Until she recieves this manuscript, my story shall go unknown. I want to make sure te know what te are getting yourself into da Leggere this far into the book. Please beware of them. They aren't your friend.
Scrivere this tale will lead me to the same fate as Dylon's. I only wish to share this with te to inform te of the great danger te are in. To make sure te stay alive, te might want to not finish this story. It could be life o death for the both of us. That was just a fair warning.
Maycen had already scanned the entire cave to make sure no one was lurking outside. Arthur had done his part da making sure everyone except for Jade showed up tonight. This was the night they would get rid of their biggest enemy. I know what te are probably thinking. Why was Dylon such a great threat? It was because of what he knew.
They say knowledge is power. Dylon just knew too much about Maycen, Elysia, and Gabriel. He knew their fears, their struggle, and he also knew their greatest weakness. He knew them più then he knew himself. It was surprising that they had let him live this long. Usually, if someone is a threat, they kill them on the spot but not Dylon. He lived much too long. They thought his libri weren't important but più and più people read them. The world was informed about their whereabouts.
Elysia was their leader and he had demanded they should kill Dylon years fa but the to sincere Jade denied it. She was the reason. She should be killed along with this man.
"Will he be able to re-form as a ghost?" asked Arthur. He wore a black mantello to cover his body and to hide his face. "He is well respected and could reappear as a ghost. What will we do then?"
"We will do what we usually do." Elysia scattered the ashes everywhere. "We send his form into the deepest darkest parts of hell."
"We aren't allowed back there remember. te may be the son of Hades but he doesn't want te back there. te were a disappointment. Remember?" questioned Maycen.
"He still has powers of the Underworld so we are good." Gabriel blew out the candles. The cave-like home became pitch black.
"We use our powers but no mortal should know about us." detto Elysia
"What about out secrets? They are currently published to the world," asked Gabriel.
"Simply," replied Maycen. "Destroy all of Earth."
I want to continue this story but I fear they are watching me. I will hand this book down to my niece and she will take care of everything else. Until she recieves this manuscript, my story shall go unknown. I want to make sure te know what te are getting yourself into da Leggere this far into the book. Please beware of them. They aren't your friend.
This is a poem I came up with
The pain is far greater
the pain is almost blinding
te detto you'd always Amore me
a rope of Amore wrapped around me, a binding
But now I know the truth
You're nothing but a fake
te took my cuore and played with it
and now my cuore does nothing but ache
I wish to hear your voice again
I wish te had never hurt me
for now I can't even look at te
without having to turn and flee
This pain has gotten worse
I can't stand it much longer
but if I take a blade....
I can take the pain te gave me and make a different pain stronger.
The pain is far greater
the pain is almost blinding
te detto you'd always Amore me
a rope of Amore wrapped around me, a binding
But now I know the truth
You're nothing but a fake
te took my cuore and played with it
and now my cuore does nothing but ache
I wish to hear your voice again
I wish te had never hurt me
for now I can't even look at te
without having to turn and flee
This pain has gotten worse
I can't stand it much longer
but if I take a blade....
I can take the pain te gave me and make a different pain stronger.