Profile failing thus far.

Name: Zeta Draco Isaacs A.k.a. Justin Isaacs

Age: 16-24

Species: Demi-Demon

Class: Immortal/Demon/Sonosaphian

Height: 5’ 7”

Weight: 150 Lbs.

Sexuality: Omnisexual

Bio:

Creator Here: http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&section=&global=1&q=Character+creator#/d34lv54

Picture order: 1-4. Justin/Zeta when Chris is in mental hospital. 5. Justin saves Pandora during a competition and befriends him. 6. Justin and Pandora working together during the competition. 7. Justin after he makes the contract. 8. Near the end of them destroying the Angelic Species. 9. Justin in the City of Souls competition for the wish. 9. When Justin meets Pandora at the gates of Ataksuki’s hell, revealing his true name, and his own past. 10. When Zeta and Pandora are together again.

Species list for story so far

Angelic Species:

#1: Angel

#2: Fairy

#3: Waspenese (Wasp-en-ease) (Species of half humanoid, half bug creatures.)

#4: Pure Dragon (Half Angel half Dragon)

#5: Golem

#6: Mermaids

#7: Kelpie

#8: Changeling

#9: Galaxores (Gal-ex-ores) (Species with eight arms, tentacles for hair, usually cool colored skin)

#10: Nymph

#11: Centaur

#12: Gryphon

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#23: Elf

#∞: The Pure of Heart

Demonic Species:

#1: Demons

#2: Blood Golems (Half Demon half Golem)

#3: Dragons

#4: Sonosaphians

#5: Pyroknights

#6: Terraknots

#7: Poltergeists

#8: Basilisk

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#13: Dark Elf (Half Demon half Elf)

#14: Blood Elf (Half Demon half Dark Elf)

Other Species:

-Humans

-Sonosaphians (Sono-safe-ians) (Species looks like humans, has ability to control sound and sonics.)

-Pyroknights (Pyro-Knights) (Species look varies between others, has ability to control fire, lava etc.)

-Aerowatts (Air-oh-wha-ts) (Species look like half humanoid half octopus, have the abilities of earth weather, i.e.: Air, earth, water, lightning, etc. Very few left in existence. Deemed wisest of all species.)

-Terraknots (Terra-knots) (Species has four legs, with hooves. Has two heads. Cousin of Centaur.)  

-Waspenese (Wasp-en-ease) (Species, looks half humanoid and half insect
-Phoenix (Fe-Nix) A bird like species made of fire, reborn in their ashes when they die. The golden feathers on the crown of them strengthens magical abilities.
-Phrostix (Frost-ix) A bird like species similar to a falcon. They can control ice and water. Legend is that if a Phoenix and Phrostix touch, a new powerful species is born from their 'steam'. Their tail feathers control the whether.

Story idea/character profile.

Name: Chris Diebold A.k.a. Pandora

Age: 20-28

Species: Human

Class: Immortal/Demon

Height: 5’ 8”

Weight: 160 Lbs.

Sexuality: Bisexual

Bio:

Chris was a normal person, with nothing to fear till his world was spun upside down. He was chosen to be the sacrifice for a demon known as Ataksuki. He was branded with the demon’s symbol. Chris went insane and was sent to a mental hospital for demonic entities. He soon became sane enough and made a deal with the demon inside of him. He would take part of contest that would allow him to as the winner to split the demon from him, setting him free and returning Chris to his human state, in return the demon would kill the people who place the demon inside of him in the first place. Chris escaped the mental hospital killing all those in his path. He fled from the hospital and went to the arena for the competition. He entered and soon became a success, destroying everything in his path, thus giving him the name Pandora. His life is soon saved by a boy of pure mystery. The boy befriends Pandora and states his name is Justin. Pandora and Justin soon they make a deal that they would work together to win the contest. Later it is revealed the true reasoning for the contest is to kill those tainted by demons and rid the world of them using their own greed and self centeredness to destroy each other. Pandora and Justin flee from the competition the day before the final battle, but are caught. The creatures running the competition send the other player who is considered victorious by default and allowed to live to kill them. Justin soon reveals his true power, and sacrifices himself to save Pandora, saying that he was the first and only friend he ever had, he couldn’t let him die. Pandora pleads with Ataksuki inside himself to make a contract and save Justin; Ataksuki agrees if Justin kills all the Angelic species that planned their demise. Justin is saved, but Pandora and Justin must kill every one of the Angelic species. They spend the next four years paying off their debt, and Justin is grateful of his friend. Near the end of their journey however Justin reveals his feelings for Pandora, but Ataksuki refuses to let Pandora to go near him and accept the fact he returns the feelings. After they kill the final Angelic creature, Pandora ignores Ataksuki’s orders and kisses Justin. Ataksuki, enraged, erases the memory of Justin, and makes Pandora part ways. Pandora makes his way to find a way to separate himself from the demon, and heads towards a city known as, the City of Souls. There he runs into Justin again and tries to talk to him, but Justin doesn’t recognize him and brushes him off. Soon they are enemies, painfully to Pandora, and are fighting for the same prize, a wish that can grant anything. Pandora soon finds out after he defeats Justin in the final battle for this wish that Justin wanted it to remember years of his life he knows are missing, one day he’s 18, the next he’s 24 in his memory. Pandora goes to get his wish, and instead of freeing the demon, returns Justin’s memory. Ataksuki enraged again by Pandora’s actions, overloads his mind, and causes him to go insane again; forcing him back into the mental hospital he fled from so long ago, to forever be apart from his lover. Four years later, the owner’s of the mental hospital have developed a way to split demons from their hosts. They split Pandora and he regains his sanity, crying in anger, he realizes how long it’s been. He goes out to find Justin. When he does, he finds out that Justin never forgot Pandora and always will love him, but found another person he loves as well. With sorrow and pain, Pandora throws himself off a building, killing himself. As he reached the gates of the lair of Ataksuki, he saw Justin there. The boy hugged him and said he was sorry for how much pain and sorrow he caused him, and finally whispered his real name in Pandora’s ear before he entered the gates of his demon’s hell. With that he smiled, tears running down his face, kissed the boy named Zeta, embracing him, and ran into the world of chaos and misery with the brightest grin ever, a light in the pit of darkness. Ataksuki tries so seize Pandora and corrupt his shining soul, but destroys himself in the process. Pandora wakes up in his bed the day before everything started to happen to him, with all the memories of what happened. He quickly gets up out of bed and leaves to find Zeta. He finds Zeta in the City of Souls, he goes up to him, picks him up by the waist like he always did when they knew each other, and carried him to his apartment. Zeta demands why he did this, and what was he going to do. Pandora explained the whole story and sighed, expecting him not to believe him. The boy laughed a bit and said, I’d only believe you if you knew my real name. Pandora crawls on top of Zeta, who’s on the bed, whispering “Your real name is Zeta” in his ear. Zeta glances at Pandora with a look of half shock and half an urge to cry. Pandora hugs Zeta then, Zeta hugs back and they fall asleep together that way. The next day Pandora wakes up to see Zeta making waffles and toast, smiling at him. He smiles realizing that he could have just left, and maybe this meant that they’d stay together, unlike the future that never existed allowed them to do.

 Creator Here: http://ammotu.deviantart.com/art/Costume-Creator-v-IX-189137128?q=gallery%3Aammotu%2F198782&qo=0 1. Chris Start. 2. Chris went to the Mental Hospital of the demonic. 3 Escape from the Mental Hospital became demon. 4. Fighting for life and ability to become human again. 5. Contract with Justin Isaacs made. 6. Justin fulfills contract, they separate, but still run into each other in the city of souls. 7. Chris awakes again, and searches for Zeta.

The Things We Learn.

I was taught two things throughout my whole life, obey and listen to yourself. I learned these from two very different worlds, school, and at home. It's true, I learned only one though, and for that I must atone, that makes me a threat to society, a purge to their reality. I'm like a moth to a flock of butterflies, beautifully ugly to those around me. See it, that's the truth. People hate and love. People are friends and enemies. For something so small, and indifferent, why must I be treated like I'm strange, I begin to believe others are deranged. So what if I'm bi? It's not like because of it I'll die. I will not bend to your rules, I'll create my own, and I will not be used as a tool, so go ahead, try to drown me in a pool of hatred and sorrow. It's my life, not borrowed. So that's what I learned, and have always yearned. To listen to myself and truly no one else.

Occupy part two.

Occupying My Home 10/05/2011

Thank you Kris for doing all this for Mom and me. Your an awesome mom. >.<

Writing Is My Blessed Curse.

 Writing is my blight, a light of gold to those who lived in darkness. It's a blessed curse, an ever dim sunlight, a white robed funeral. Writing is a curse I've had my whole life, but, others see it as a blessing. As it seems, both are true, sometimes it's the only way I can get my feelings out, others I can't even spell a word.

 My writing is my light, hidden in darkness behind a mask of joy, but the inside of the mask has a pattern more beautiful than the outside. The inside holds the sorrow, and pain. It shows the true colors of a person. Now, I look inside, and yell. I will take this mask off, reverse it, my writing is not my blight. It's my most beautiful light.

Your Feelings Are True.

  Emotions are just that, emotional. We love, hate, cry, sing, and are excited. As emotions are wild, so are we, their owners, though we do not truly own them, we are merely land lords, our bodies the household for rent. Though they pay us in some sorts, all it seems to be is imports. Importing of emotions that seem unnatural, seem unforgiving. Well, check back on those orders, because they are natural, and they should never have to be forgiven for. Our emotions are just that, they are, and always will be, ours. Though we can not control our emotions, they are ours, and to the bone. Though we may see or think them, impure, no matter what others say, they are pure. No one can change that, and even if you wanted to make them change, it won't happen. You must understand your feelings are true, and it has a color of the brightest hue.

Why Should I listen?

  Why should I listen to you, when all you do is insult? It's not my fault, I am who I am. I couldn't change it then, and I won't now. For now I am stronger and smarter. I won't fall for your tricks, and won't take your treats. I'll no longer showcase this mask and costume, the make-up is off. I'm not just a little boy, I'm a little boy with an attitude, and it's screaming, "Be yourself!" So when I know on your door, be prepared, I won't have a costume, nor a mask, because being myself will scare you more then make-up or mask. I'm a threat to you now, and when I say trick or treat, be ready to bow down to my feet. I'm not a little boy any more, I won't be told what to do, I'm and I refuse to listen to you.

We'd Again Be Born.

 Whether or not it's true, the one with the answer is you. Never believe what they say,else your insides decay, for we are what we believe, not what others see. And so, live as yourself, not hiding inside with stealth. We are who we are, nothing else is to par, for we love ourselves, as we love the dwelling and swelling pain of others. So don't become normal, it's only then you're truly abnormal, empty inside and out, left behind skin and bones during a drought. A drought of affection and peace, but something that will never cease. So why do we do continue, when all there is, is the fact we might as well. Nothing is as numb and cold as the human heart, for if it could truly show love, it wouldn't matter who you are, only if some one would be so bold, as to warm over this winter storm, and we'd again be born.

Mother Always Said...

  My mother always said, it doesn't matter what happens in bed, what matters is you, and the choices you choose. As it seems, this works with dreams, I dream I can fly, and not be asked why. But unlike the real world, there's no portals, to some where else, to escape this hell. So, why couldn't you see, that you were what I needed for me? I wanted you and you alone, though for that I must atone, for you at any rate, my love is just too great.

My Dreams Are Just That.

  We are taught to hate, or even debate, about what we were taught, that others must rot, for being a way, they must pay, we listen and learn,hate we yearn, they continue to say, that I must pay, for being me, but they can't see, I am who I am, and shall not again begin, for I won't change, no matter the pain, it ends as it seems, but those were only my dreams.

Tears, Mirrors, Hidden Away, Decay, and Dreams.

  I stare at your blue tears, and see myself as if they were mirrors, hidden away, in deep decay, forever forgotten, left rotten. I saw you come to me, with a light so I'd see, so with you I left, with out a protest, I ran away, from that day, together it would seem, but it was only a dream.

Black Stars (May never finish)

  It was dark, black. I looked through the night sky. The only source of light was the, bright, full moon. The stars were gone. They had been for years. I remembers what they looked like, bright and shining. I imagined the stars when I heard a thump. It came from my room. I quickly went inside to see my family's spell book on the floor, opened to a page with the stars mapped on it. I looked around, seeing if someone or something made the book fall. I was alone, and no breeze or draft in my room. 

  I picked up the book and inspected the page. It had more than just stars, it had moons, and planets marked on it too. I read the page more. I reached the bottom and gasped. There was the spell of darkness. It was told that it was the reason the stars are gone. I brushed my white hair out of my face. My blood red eyes widened as I continued to read. It not only had the spell of darkness, it also contained the instructions on how to use it and... the next page was ripped out. I was hoping for something, like a way to fix the star; though childish of wishing. 

  I heard another thump behind me, I turned. Another book had fallen. Than another, and another. All my books were flying off their shelves. I closed the book and began to run. Right before I ran out of the door, I turned around to and saw a small boy's shadow standing in between my bookshelves. A purple, evil, grin was the only detail in his body. I screamed and ran off, through the hallways of Castle Black. I finally reached my younger brother's room, knocked and entered. He was dead asleep. I laid on the couch and feel asleep, using the book as a pillow.

  I woke from a slight poke to my side, then another. I slowly opened my red eyes to see my younger brother, Zen.

  "Zero...? What the heck are you doing in my room?"

  I groaned, "Come with me and you'll see." I got up, still holding the book. 

  We left his room and walked to mine, while we were walking I explained what happened to me last night. When I opened the door though, my room was spotless of books, all in order of how I kept them. All, except one that is.

13th Alice

♪The thirteenth Alice was an evil pair of siblings who were twins. Killing all of Wonderland is were their plan begins. Planning the destruction of the all the different lands, massacring the people of  all the kingdoms.

A genius older sister,

an a vicious younger brother,

had killed the true Alice at hand!

(Insert Light Yagami/Kira's laugh)

But both will never wake up from the dream that they has planned, forever they shall wonder evilly in Wonderland!♪

Tune to the last Alice in this song.

Hawk

   Flying high in the sky,

He shall lead the way to truth,

   Taka will lead the way.

Old random sentences I use for ideas.

  My very important teammate was captured in a mission (Sewerfort, The Flock) two days ago.

  But Zeta wasn't thinking about the Tokokyohi's bases. He was wondering how the flock found the sewer fort, how they beat him, why they came then, where was he now. Was it day or night, what day it was, were they coming back to torture him more?

  A night-black dragon with a red arrow on its forehead burst onto the dark terrain of the castle on the last moon of the year, turning over tables on the nights dinner, broke through wood and metal doors, and ate ten men who happen to cross its deadly path.

  Keep extra weapons on hand because Alice says we'll need it because where we're going on the mission. Thinking: Wow, this must be a big one.

  Running to our fort through the hole in Papa's fence was a thrill every time. After the fence was a world of wonder: the pecking and pecking of the many woodpeckers; the growls of our dog barking at squirrels; the crunching of leaves under our feet; and the whisper of the wind moving the trees.

  They both saw the many bodies, dead and alive and attacking and becoming stronger in numbers again. but before they could leave, a zombie was charging them.
                There was a clunk.
                           And there was a moan.
                                      The two continued.

  I saw her at the ball. Sweet too, and tall. Said she worked at a Candy shop, but I couldn't remember which one. Sooki. That's all. Skinny jeans and a cherry scent. Sooki. That's what she told me.

  Through a large dark broken door the June day is depressive and scary, the flowers dead. Ash from the chimney flows out of the house onto the grey ground.
                      The world is a ghost.
 
  It ends as everything, as the world. A bright darkness is covering all of us. Light and dark. My mind is blank. My mind is empty. I am gone. Others are there. Others are found. Others safety. My mind revolts for the sanity which is no longer there.

  These falcons were strange, and much lighter than the many from the mountains and they were guiding him. Misguiding him.
 

Annabeth's Death

This is a poem I wrote about the person I like. This is also A Deady Bear Poem. Deady Bears are my creations, I own full rights, for the actual plushies and poem/short story series.

  As I glanced out my window, I saw you. You were running in the rain.Our rain. We would joke that when it rained in the desert, it would be warm. We were right. So you ran, in the warm rain of our Winter. Your soaking shirt stuck to your body, your hair to your face. Your eyes shined blue in the grey sky. I will never forget those eyes. What they said, what they expressed. The rage, joy, sorrow, all of it. A tear went down my face as I took my final step. Of course you'd glance over when I do this, seeing my body fall. You yelled, and ran to my door. So pointless I thought.
                                                      "Why would you run to help me now,
                                                       but not when I needed you the most?"

Justin's End (End of chapter, beginning of another)

Okay, first of all, the story line is these devices that are numbered in roman numerals. People wish to steal them for power, but in order to use these you must have a key. These keys are rare. They can lead you to the devices as well. But you have no idea what device. Second, this takes place in a time of war in another dimension. People I know in real life were used to create these characters and are based after their or close to their personalities. Things are not the same as the real world for obvious reasons. Any way, onto the pieces, tell me what ya think.

  Chris kept slashing, his bronze swords glittering red from where I had missed blocking. My dark hair stuck to my face in sweat, as did his.
  He paused, "This can all end Justin, all you have to do is give me number XIII and your key."
  I sighed, then looked up at the familiar face of the man I've fought with since the disaster in my land. I could remember my mother's last words... a chill went down my spine. I snapped back to reality when a fire combusted at my boots; even through the leather I could feel the heat. I stepped back, and tripped.
  Chris frowned, "Look Justin, I don't want to be against you, but you continue to fight for a lost cause. I know you don't wish to give up, but... please. Just end this."
  I grimmest, "Lost cause, huh?" Just months ago your agreed with me, we had to stop the wars between these three tyrants.
  He looked down a bit, then laughed a bit. I cocked an eyebrow.
  He looked up, "I just remembered how we met."
  With that he lunged at me, he was wearing number II, and his swords caught flame. I jumped back, then did a quick 'summon,' a wolf made of pure sound molecules that moved so fast it could been seen in detail. It leaped on him, pinning him down. I walked forward, but to my surprise, I fell.
  "I own numbers X and XI as well, Justin."
  I looked at the fresh wound, pouring red rain from itself.
  I looked up at him, and smiled, "I remembered too."
  Justin fell to the ground. I collapsed, from my fear, lack of energy, and sorrow. I cried, I, Chris Diebold, cried. I had just killed a fifteen year old, a fifteen year old who was my best friend. No, not my best friend. The person I would worry when he was late to get to a  rendezvous, the person I would trust with my life, and the person I would protect no matter what. And he's gone, because of me.

End of chapter or what ever, beginning of new chapter after this one:

Justin gasped; blood pouring from his lips. He looked up to Chris, the older teen's eyes wide at what he had just done. The sword, a deadly weapon, was sheathed within the body of the younger boy. Chris let go of his weapon; stepping back in shock. Their eyes watered, in sorrow and anger that they wouldn't be able to continue on in their journey together; even as foes. Justin fell to the ground, the pool of blood around him showed the reflection of the demon within him, screaming and reathing. Its eyes were bright blue, its hair pitch black, skin pale. Suddenly it was gone, and the younger boy was silent, non moving. Chris dropped to his knees, picking up the being he loved, and had killed. He clung to his lovers body in dread and remorse.
  "All for one," Chris stammered, "One of fifteen..."
  With that he kissed his lover's dead lips, removed the key necklace on his belt loop, and took number XIII, the leather bracelet of sound and sonics.

Profiles: Eric Fujioka Unfinsihed

Name: Eric Fujioka A.K.A Mad Hatter/ Hatter
Nickname: Nano Byte
Age: 16
D.O.B.: October 17, 1993
Height: 5' 4"
Weight: 125 Lbs.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Social Status: Higher Class
Relationship Status: Single
Specialty: Technology, Science, Math
Looks: Olive tan, with tone body. Naturally black hair that's short, about seven for clippers. Has hazel/grey eyes. Eyebrows 'frame' eyes well.
Appearance: Wears unisex shirts that have Gir on them, usually has a hoodie of random colour ontop. The hoddie's zipper is left unzipped. Wears ball caps with Monster or Vans on them. Wears either skinny or straight jeans, mostly black and shades of grey. Owns pairs of Vans and DC sneakers.
Likes: His father (Author Fujioka), being an only child, some chick in his class, couple dudes he works with, a member of the Raiu, working on Tokokyohi projects.
Dislikes: Being sick, school, his mom (Kathryn Hattrice),

Dreams, how I love them.

So, I just had another dream of the Tokokyohi story, I think I'll be writing soon, if I can get a little bit better. Yay! There was this dude, about sixteen, SO FUCKING CUTE, nice olive tan, dark hair, he was shorter then me (Zeta is seventeen) and he was the designer and techie for us, like a mix of Zeta and Apollo. His name is Eric, but he always goes by Mr. the his last name, but I always forget it when I wake up, hopefully I remember. Then there was a eighteen year old, who had spunk, she could wield any weapon, and had pale skin, look of Asian decent, and had dark black hair that she put in a bun almost, but it wasn't a bun in the back, it was spiked out every where but flat in the back. Finally, there were two girls, both seventeen, blond, one was a dirty blonde, the other naturally bright blonde, the dirty blonde was the mechanic kinda person, the bright blonde a 'sage' kinda person, they studied languages, ancient everything like religions, civilizations, dress, EVERYTHING, and she was the mythological and cyriptologist for our group. Eric has a rich father who supports the group, and is the only adult who knows and supports the Tokokyhoi with more then words, he supplies money, materials, and even a expensive weapon or car.

Okay okay, REALLY late.

So, I want to change my name now, I've already decided what, and yeah. I have a new gmail just for it, and it's already been switched from my old one. Any way, love you guys, thanks for reading so far, I hope I can write or even re-write some more.

School dance (Wrote LONG time ago, edited a LOT.)

School Dance

        It was my first day at school. I got out of the doughnut shop and began to walk home. I thought about what had happened today . . .

        It was 8:30 a.m., I had walked a little faster than planned. I was left standing outside the school gate. I looked behind me as a H2 came into view. A group of kids were dropped off, my heart skipped a beat. One of the kids looked my age, short light brown hair, brown eyes, cute nose, I turned away quickly. The two oldest walked over near me to wait to get inside, the younger ones were planning rock paper scissors, they seemed to be having fun, giggling. I smiled some, and looked at the ground. I heard a cough, then heard a silence, now this silence wasn’t any silence, but the silence of people staring at me, but not knowing what to say. Well, what can I say, I’m a 4’ 10 ½” tall, wearing black skinny jeans, with a black shirt with Gir on it, saying “Deal with it.” My hair is naturally very dark, and looks almost black, my eyes are grey, but they couldn’t see do to me beanie hat that had the words Grumpy on its side. I looked up, “Um, hi. I’m Liam.” They stared a second longer then responded at once. It sounded like this, “Antygeller.” “Um . . .” They stopped, “Tyler,” the boy I saw get out first said. He was a little taller than me. “Angel,” the other said, he had died yellow/orange hair, semi tan skin, with brown eyes. He was taller than Tyler and me. The janitor opened the school gates and let us all in, I went to my class, only to find out I had Tyler in my class as well.

We were assigned seats, so I ended up in the back. Tyler was in the middle area. I looked around, I needed to find a group to be in, and I was lonely already. After third period it was lunch, I scanned the tables. Only two areas stood out to me, where Angel and Tyler were, and where a girl I sit next to in science was. I sat next to the girl, Chantel if I remember right. Her whole group went silent, and stared at me. I just pulled out my lunch and began eating, the others dismissed me and began talking and eating again. No one acknowledged me till a tall boy asked me my name. “Liam,” I responded in a tired tone. “So, why’d you come here?” He continued to ask me questions throughout the rest of lunch.

Finally, it was break; I escaped from the taller boy to find a quiet spot to write in. I saw a tree near the end of the field, and walked over to it, sat, and began to scribble. I had already finished a whole page when I began hearing footsteps coming towards me. I glanced up to see a group of boys in front of me, Angel included. “Hm . . .?” “You’re in our spot, Shorty,” one stated in a cold tone. “So?” I ignored the petty insult. “Get out of it,” Angel said.

        “I’d rather not, it’s a quite nice place write in.” I just stared at him blankly, unemotional. “Get out or else,” now his tone was strict, harsh, and dangerous. I scoffed, “Or else what?” Angel threw a punch to my face, I leaned to the right, rolling over with a push of my legs, and got on my feet. I stood motionless. Angel threw another unbalanced punch at me, this time, I caught it, and to his surprise in the same motion, using his body weight against him, I flipped him over. His buddies watched in awe of what just happened. “Shorty huh?” One laughed at the boy who insulted me. Angel was up now, holding his shoulder, when here comes Tyler, running up. He burst out laughing as he saw Angel, “I-“ he laughed, “I saw what happened as I was walking over here!” He began to laugh some more. I smirked, and walked away, I could feel Angel’s glare in the back of my head, but he didn’t move.

        I was walking back to find my next class when I saw Chantel and the tall boy with the others from lunch. I thought for a moment on what to say to them, after all, I wanted to hang out with them, at least till I found other friends, and they were nice to me, so I planned a great speech of how since I hardly knew it here and had no friends they could be my heroes and save me in my distress.  I walked up to them, “U-um . . . hey, I- I was wondering, c-could I- um . . . Could I hang out with you guys for a while . . .” I trailed off. There goes my speech I thought.

So, Its summer, I can write!

Yeah, the title says it all.

My bday!

Yeah, so its my b-day! Yesterday I graduated middle school, and now I'm 14! Also, I kinda wished I told the REAL Taka I liked him, cause hes a grade younger then me, and going to a different high school. I should have!!! I wish I did, but I think he already knows, and just doesn't care if I do or don't. Oh well . . . Any way, I got a pet hamster. Its a dwarf Campbelli hamster, female. Her name is Akira. I love her so MUCH! And, I'm getting extensions for her cage today! Dwarf hamsters LOVE all the tubes and cages.

Profiles

Name: Zen Zatsune
Age: 14
Height: 5'
Weight: 100 lbs
Hobby(ies): Woodworking, origami, drawing, writing, sing, and other arts.
Favorite color(s): Black, red, dark grey.
Favorite food(s): Top ramen, extra cheese pizza (New York style), and candy.
Favorite phrase(s): "Does it look like I care? I thought not." "Fuck you." "Sounds fun~" and "Wanna play~?"
Favorite animal(s): Raven, Gyr Falcon, Emperor Penguin, White Tigers, Hamsters, and Albino animals.
Appearance: Black hair, blue/grey eyes. Has a farmers tan, and keeps in shape some. Wears a black or grey T-shirt with black or blue jeans, has a black hoodie. Usually seen with his Mp3 and headphones/earbuds on(in).
Likes: To explore new places, have fun, and be with cute guys.
Dis-likes: Being called young or short, being embarrassed, and forgetting to charge his mp3.
Carries: A black backpack:

• Has all clothes in it
• Has all food he brings in it
• Has all entertainment in it
• Has everything else he needs in it.

Relationship status: Single, but looking for a someone.
Job: Being a runaway.
Family: Alin Zatsune (sister), Emren Kagamine (sister), Piku Nasune (sister), and Gerrin Zatsune (sister).

Profiles.

Taka, The Hawk/ Tyler Alteneder

Age: 17

Looks: Short brown hair, chololatebrown eyes, always tan.

Wears: Usualyblue or green shirts,withskinny jeans, and vans.

Likes; Some candies, meat, sports, video games, Liam, Liam'ssmile.

Dislikes: Some of his teammates, jerks to Liam,most emos, most anti-socails.

Most noticable feature: His face,something aboutit makes you notice it, alsohis voice, its always bursting with happiness and adventure.

Least noticable feature: His hieght.

Born: December 1st, 1992.

Height: 5'8"

Weight: 120 lbs.

Profiles.

Zeta Draco Isaacs/Liam Chappell

Age:17

Looks: Short black hair, pale skin in winter, nice tan in summer. Bight blue eyes.

Wears: Usualy black, grey, or red shirts, with studded belt and studded braclets. Has a decepticon belt buckle and black converse with zippers down the sides. Longblack jeans.

Likes: Sugar, Tyler, Pizza, Ramen, Music, Arts of all kinds, Writing, The full moon, and Darkness.

Dislikes: Sugar-free stuff, Meat, Sleeping, Fighting, Assholes, People, Public events, Hs father,and Angel (Flock leader.)

Most noticble feature: His eyes, they penatrait other's masks, real or not.

Leat noticable feature: His smile and laugh, both 'cute' as others say, and nice things he hates despite himself.

Born: June10th, 1993

Height: 5'8"

Weight:110 lbs.

Redone versionof Dinner Date.

I reread Dinner Dateand saw ALL theerrors in the grammer and speeling and that crap, so I redid it:

         "So how's it going with Tokokyohi?" Tyler asked.
        "Good a little rough, but overall, great I guess." I responded.
         "That's nice, now how about we enjoy our dinner?" Tyler began nomming on his steak. I twirled my fork in my pasta.
        "You ok, Hun?"
         "Yeah . . . I'm just a little unsettled . . ."
        "About wha-" Tyler was interrupted.
        A group of teens walked into the restaurant. "We want Tyler A." A boy with an eagle on his mask said.
        "Iguru!? What are you doing here?" Tyler was shocked by the sudden outburst.
        "Well, we're about to attack a T fort. Help us with the att-" Iguru noticed me.
        I was stunned by Iguru's words. "Tyler . . . WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!?"
        "I was going to tell you after dinner . . ."
        "After! I'm guessing since they needed you, your part of this!"
        "N-no, I'm-" I wouldn't listen to him.
        " I. Don't. Care. What. You. Say. You, double crossing, ex-boyfriend."
        "E-ex?"
        "You heard me, ex. We're through." I grabbed my world war II army knapsack and left. Leaving Tyler and Iguru shocked by what I had said.
        Tyler turned around, facing Iguru. "This is your fault!" He continued ranting at Iguru. He never let them leave the restaurant so the Tokokyohi fort was saved . . . for awhile.

Editing for my Sooki~♥

I walked into the ally, I was back on earth. I held my cell phone in my hand, I had a text from Rex.


I waited in the freezing cold, I could even see my breath. I shoved my hands in my pockets and waited.


"Sooki." Someone called my name. I turned around looking to see my boyfriend, but instead I saw Joey, he had Rex's cell phone in his hands.


"J-Joey, what are you doing here?" I whispered.


"I texted you telling you to meet me here, there something I didn't get to finish a few years ago."


He walked up to me and shoved me into the brick wall behind us. I lost all the breath I had in me.


He pulled out a pocket knife and put it to my throat. I kicked him in the stomach and tried to run away, but he was able to grab the hood of my jacket and he threw me to the ground, I hit my head on the concrete, I could feel blood start to drip slowly from my head. Everything got fuzzy and foggy. He pulled at my shirt and cut it open. He pulled a sharpie from his back pocket and started making lines across my waist and chest.


"W-what are those lines for?" I mumbled in fear.


"To mark where I have to cut you. And this last one," He made a mark between my breasts." Will be where I cut out your heart, and I take it, because it will always belong to me, like you promised."


He took the knife to my waist and cut across the line, I groaned in pain, I couldn't take it. I took a deep breath. I could feel the blood drip from my stomach.


"Joey," I mumbled "Please just kill me first, if you have any compassion at all."


He looked at me and sighed "Fine." He put the knife to my throat and pressed it to my skin. I could feel the blade cut threw my vocal cord. The last thing I thought of was Rex. I could see everything, when I met him, the anger in his eyes when Meiko said I would be great with Miku in the Dark Wood Circus, his warmth when we slept in the cave together, our first kiss, when I told him I loved him, when he asked me to marry him. Even the day he let me sleep in his bed with him. I whispered slightly "I love you Rex." Everything went black.


I awoke to find myself in a black room, white mist everywhere.


"Sooki Tice Katastrophe." A cute voice said. I turned around to see a man in a black coat standing behind me.


"Who are you?"


"I am one of many grim reapers, and I am here to offer you a choice, either you can die and go to heaven, or you could become a grim reaper like me, never die, harvest the souls of the living, and in return you may live back on earth, or where ever you want."


I looked at him. "Well I'll take that then."


He grinned. "Come with me then dear."


-------------------BACK ON EARTH-------------------


The undertaker sewed Sooki's body up, Joey did a darn good job on her. He slowly dressed her in the white gown she was meant to wear, and he applied the makeup onto her face, he had known Sooki since she was born, so this was hard for him to do. He put her in the casket and sent her to the funeral.


People from all around sat in the chairs, cried in tissues, and kisses Sooki goodbye.


The person this was hardest on was Rex, though he showed no emotion, his normally, blue/gray eyes were hazel, meaning he was sad. His beloved fiancé, was dead. They'd been together so long, and he hadn't gotten the chance to say goodbye.


As soon as the funeral began, there was a strange sound.


It started out as a humming, all the people in tears looked up from there handkerchiefs and stared in awe at the glowing that came from Sooki's casket. Her brother Roku stood and walked to the death bed. He looked in and gasped. He reached his hand into the casket and lifted someone up. She stood. She was un-humanly thin and pale. She had thick purple rings under her eyes. Her white dress exposed where her wings had been torn from her back. Her beloved rose as well. He slowly walked towards the girl and held her in his arms. "Sooki, your back." She smiled and whispered back. "Yes, I am."


The people cheered and cried tears of joy as the girl walked to her family and said hello again.


----------SOOKI'S POINT OF VIEW-------


I looked at my arms, so white, so thin. I didn't feel like me.


That's it, I had to start a new beginning. I walked to the bathroom and pulled a pair of scissors from the cabinet. I grabbed a long lock of my hair and cut, I did this over and over, until there was a new me. Short and choppy, my hair went to my shoulders and there was a little flip.


I needed revenge. Joey didn't deserve to live. I walked to the bed. There was a box that younger reaper had given to me. I never even bothered to look at what was inside it. Inside was a small necklace with a small reaper scythe pendent on it. The note told me that the pendent was my scythe, all I needed to do was take it off the chain, and then it would grow larger.


I put red lipstick on as well as a pair of sunglasses and walked to Joey's home.


His parent's car was gone, but his was there. I pulled the scythe off the chain and it grew into a full size scythe. Being a reaper meant I was strong, strong enough to kick a door down, so I did.


I walked through the halls, there was still a dent from where he banged my head into the wall.


I opened his bedroom door. The light in the room was off, and he was asleep.


I poked him and he awoke startled.


"S-SOOKI?!" he screamed in fear.


"Yes sir. . . I'm back, and don't ask how it is possible, you find out soon."


I pulled him from the bed and threw him to the ground.


"Joey Markus Melerna. . . I'm Sooki, a grim reaper, and I believe, your time. . . is up." I raised the scythe. I trusted it down and his body turned to dust.


Suddenly millions of film strips flew from where his body was.


They had moments of his life on them. Most of them showed him with me and him in the thoughts. He loved me, he truly did, but I didn't let it bother me.


I walked out of his house and back to the hotel I was staying at, packed my stuff, and went home to No Where.


Rex awaited my return. As soon as I saw him I dropped my bags and ran into his arms. I pressed my lips to his. It was too long since I had done that. I pulled back and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and dragged him inside. We walked into our room. I pushed him onto the bed, and climbed on top of him. I slowly pulled his shirt over his head. I could feel him smile. My hands had a mind of their own, I guess because they ran them self's over his chest and down to his belt. They hooked them self into his belt loops. He wrapped him arms around my waist and pulled me down on top of him more. I could feel every part of his body pressing against mine. . . I could feel his hands undoing my belt. . . and everything is history. . . For now.




I edited this for my special Sooki~!♥ She wrote the death and 'rebirth' of her character, Sooki. Rex will be very happy about the end, trust me~

Akira Takanawa continued.

Akira Takanawa

By: Zeta Isaacs

        It was dark out. My ears twitched as my blue and red eyes surveyed the village. So peaceful I thought . . . I leaped up and looked in the air. A energy ring in my left hand, as blue as this sides innocent eye. It had the mark of Zeta in it. Another ring appeared, red. It had a pentagram in it as it's symbol. They faded away and I landed in a tree. No one saw me leave . . . but they would all view my return.

        I began to run away from the place I once called home. Branches hit my face, but I ignore the pain. I just kept running till I fell over on my back, and panted. "Lota' runnin' you just did der'." I glanced up. It was an old man, with a cane. We walked over to me till his eyes were in sync with my own. His eyes were acid green. My only friend used to say that the eyes are the gate way to some ones soul. "What's yer' name Sonni'?" I thought for a moment, then answered. "Akira, Akira Takanawa." "That's a nice name yer' got der'. Mine's Olde Jones." The man seemed nice, and I sat up. He sat down next to me. "So why you runnin' 'way like that?" Even though he seemed nice, he accent got the best of him, it was annoying. I cursed myself in my mind for being so rude to someone I hardly knew, and better yet, he was being kind to me. "'Ello? You alive in der' Sonni'?" "Oh! So sorry . . . I was thinking about it. I guess I'm just sick of every one acting like they want me dead . . ." Olde Jones looked at me for a long time, then got up and began to walk away. "Oh, uh . . ." "Come with me Sonni', I'll make you some tea."

I walked with him in the dense forest. I didn't know where we were going, but, even though I hardly knew him, I trusted him. This scared me. "So, um, where's your house?" He looked at me and smiled. This freaked me out, and he began laughing. My blue eyes flashed red, and he pounced on me, he was stronger than I thought he would be. I tried to push him off me, but it didn't work. "Why so worried, Sonni'?" The fuck! His voice is different, and menacing. He grinned evilly as he licked his lips. His shape changed and he was my age, his eyes the same. He pinned me down. "Fuck . . ." I mumbled, as I saw him raise his head. He threw it down at a insane rate, I saw his shadow smile with a golden grin, and it became dark.

Akira Takanawa

I began to run away from the place I once called home. Branches hit my face, but I ignore the pain. I just kept running till I fell over on my back, and panted. "Lota' runnin' you just did der'." I glanced up. It was an old man, with a cane. We walked over to me till his eyes were in sync with my own. His eyes were acid green. My only friend used to say that the eyes are the gate way to some ones soul. "What's yer' name Sonni'?" I thought for a moment, then answered. "Akira, Akira Takanawa." "That's a nice name yer' got der'. Mine's Olde Jones." The man seemed nice, and I sat up. He sat down next to me. "So why you runnin' 'way like that?" Even though he seemed nice, he accent got the best of him, it was annoying. I cursed myself in my mind for being so rude to some one I hardly knew, and better yet, he was being kind to me. "'Ello? You alive in der' Sonni'?" "Oh! So sorry . . . I was thinking about it. I guess I'm just sick of every one acting like they want me dead . . ." Olde Jones looked at me for a long time, then got up and began to walk away. "Oh, uh . . ." "Come with me Sonni', I'll make you some tea."

New Sonic character of mine?

It was dark out. My ears twitched as my blue and red eyes surveyed the village. So peaceful I thought . . . I leaped up and looked in the air. A energy ring in my left hand, as blue as this sides innocent eye. It had the mark of Zeta in it. Another ring appeared, red. It had a pentagram in it as it's symbol. They faded away and I landed in a tree. No one saw me leave . . . but they would all view my return.

Comments.

Hey, not asking much here. I want your respectful comments. So please comment. I would love feeds back.
Sooki, Emma, Jensu, and Juri-san, I love you all. Most of all, who you all make, Kayla, Kayla Katastrophe. My love.

                                     ~Rex Theo Ions & Zeta Draco Isaacs

Tired of the new and the old . . . where is No Where when you need it?

I'm beginging to miss the old more then ever, but still am bored with the fact every thing was the same. Along with latly. I wish I was taken back to my real home, in No Where, where I rein as prince of the Black Kingdom and live in Castle Black. Along side with Rex Ions, Shadow Bleeds, Mizuki Zatsune, Violet, Zero Isaacs, Masquerade, Riamu Isaacs, Zen Isaacs, Pasha Isaacs, J.R., and the many, opon many others with in my world of danger, love, and death. May we all find No Where and not Every Where. As some last words, ♪If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain, and with the scares on my heart its all the same. And this pain that I always feel, try and tell me its not real. And though I know their hearts are beating, and I know that I am dead, it appears as if I still have a tear to shead. If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain, in the sun or the moon, its all the same. And I feel my heart is aching, and though it doesn't bleed, its breaking. I know that I'm dead, but it seems like I still have a tear to shed.♪ (My edited version of Danny Elfman's Tears to Shed, sung in Corpse Bride.)
                                                ~Zeta Draco Isaacs, the Red Umnbreon, under the blood moon.

Moving.

Hey, again, sorry for the long time of no updates. I'm moving soon so I can't write much, all my writing stuff is packed for the most part. But I have a part of High School 1 that I'll be adding to it. Its in the time zone of after book one, when Taka and Zeta have really gotten used to dating each other. Here it is (I wrote this around midnight and was sick, don't judge it so far.):

                                                        Dinner Date
    Tyler, "So hows it going with Tokokyohi?"
    Liam, "Good a little rough, but over all, great I guess."
    "Thats nice, now how about we enjoy our dinner?" Tyler began nomming on his steak. I twirled my fork in my pasta.
   "You ok, Hun?"
   "Yeah . . . I'm just a little unsettled . . ."
   "About wha-" Tyler was interupted.
   A group of teens walked into the resturant. "We want Tyler A." A boy with an eagle on his mask said.
   "Iguru!? What are you doing here?" Tyler was shocked by the sudden outburst.
   "Well, we're about to attack a T fort. Help us with the att-" Iguru noticed me.
   I was stunned by Iguru's words. "Tyler . . . WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!?"
   "I was going to tell you after dinner . . ."
   "After! I'm guessing sence they needed you, your part of this!" 
   "N-no, I'm-" I wouldn't listen to him.
   " I. Don't. Care. What. You. Say. You, double crossing, ex-boyfriend."
   "E-ex?"
   "You heard me, ex. We're through." I grabbed my worl war II army napsack and left. Leaving Tyler and Iguru shocked by what I had said. 
   Tyler turned around, facing Iguru. "This is your falt!" He continued ranting at Iguru. He never let them leave the resturant so the Tokokyohi fort was saved . . . for awhile.


Ok, that was it. After a while, Zeta meets Sooki. A girl from school who just joined the Tokokyohi.