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Chapter One: Second Chances
She woke up.
Her body felt bare, the only heat source was between her abdomen and whatever contraption  she was bent over on. Her wrists and ankles hurt, feeling a tight tug from rope wrapping around them. She tried to yank at them, but there was no mercy from the burning grip. She soon realized what was going on, and how she even got stuck here in the first place. 
It was just last night, she went to a bar with a couple friends. It was the weekend and who could resist the cliche choice of fun during adulthood? It was a new bar that opened recently and she has been dying to try it out. Maybe even meet some new people, her friends were those who kept insisting. So she thought, why not?
Her brother has died recently from a car crash and her boyfriend, at the best timings, was caught cheating. It's been months since she's actually talked to any male acquainted to her. She's just glad her job kept her on the internet and not at some public building. But she thought it was about t
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Chapter Four: Beauty Killer
Kiara grasped her chosen Pokemon firmly as she stared at her mom from
across the field. The afternoon sun blazed as ever as Kiara kept the fire
burning in her heart. She threw the pink Poke Ball and the beam's 
silhouette became her beautiful companion.
"Come out, Gardevoir!"
As she took her second to stretch, her expected opponent came out. Out
came the evened height Zoroark, a black and red wolf-like Pokemon. She 
stood on her hind legs as her red claws ran through her long flowing fur,
almost looking like a very thick ponytail.
It didn't take long before both Pokemon seemed to be arguing. While 
Zoroark was showing off her locks, Gardevoir was flaunting her white 
dressed form.
"Enough flaunting, Gardevoir, use Misty Terrain!"
Kiara said in annoyance, trying to snap her Pokemon to focus. With 
Gardevoir's built up agitation, the blazing sun easily became a foggy
dimension. Her opponent was quick to react though and started to use 
Pursuit.
"Use Disarmin
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Chapter Three: The Royal Battle
Kiara and her mother finally reached a spot in the local forest where
they could finally have their battle. She and her mom stood meters
away from each other as they gripped their first chosen Pokemon in
their hands. They could feel the excitement building up as the sun 
shown down its rays fiercely from the afternoon daylight.
"You ready for your last battle for a long time with your mother, for
all times sake?"
Kiara grinned confidently, she knew what Pokemon her mom beholds 
and she most definitely knows her own beloved Pokemon.
"Most definitely! Lets get this started!"
Kiara's mother grinned as she started to release her very own
Pokemon, easily expected to be stronger. A beam of red light start to
pop out of the opened Poke Ball that was thrown into the air as she 
called out it's name.
"Have fun, Pyroar!"
A lioness Pokemon formed from the red light. She was a
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Chapter Two: Home Sweet Home
Kiara finally reached her home, breathing heavily from running. She headed
straight to the backyard where her Blaziken was taking a nap in the shade of
the Oran tree. She smiled at him before peaking into the house to call out 
for her mom who was most likely upstairs.
"Mom! Come outside, I want you to meet my new team member!"
Kiara yelled as loud as she could before heading back to the porch to let out
her Pokemon move around the yard. She first let out her Gardevoir, she came
out of a Love Ball; a pink Poke Ball with a white trimmed pink heart on the
face. Her new Beedrill came out of a basic red and white Poke Ball, and her 
Luxray out of iconic Luxury Ball. Blaziken sneaked a peak of the Beedrill and
went back to his soft snoring.
By the time her mom made it outside the door, Kiara was already talking to 
her new Beedrill about the team. But it only focused on the Blaziken that was
chasing Gardevoir out of frustration. Luxray just took a spot in the tree to lay
in a
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Chapter One: Beginning Adventures
"Yeah, good job, Luxray!"
Kiara shouted at her faithful friend, a smile of pride on her face. She
ran up to him in excitement and wrapped her arms around his thick
long mane. He gave a mighty roar before he started to purr and 
nuzzled his nose under her neck.
"Let's heal this poor Beedrill up a little. Looks like you hit them a little
too hard."
Luxray gave a guilty smile as he licked her face. Kiara laughed in 
response and grabbed out his Poke Ball. It was black with a yellow line
in the middle, involving a line inside that one and a white trim around 
the opening. She pulled out a small potion and sprayed it upon the 
scraped and bruised Beedrill.
The Beedrill withdrew his wings and tried to fling its big white drill at
he but fell on its face. Its wings folded in defeat as it laid there once 
again, only movement was its small twitching antennas. Kiara sat
down next to the fallen Pokemon and reached into her bag to grab a 
couple poffins.
"Here you go
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She took in a deep breath, looking down at her bleeding fist. Her mind was racing
and all she could feel was the numb adrenaline rushing through her body. The cold
rain hitting her face turned into stinging hot tears as she looked at her beloved
companions laying down on the grass. Moon being the only source of light, showing
just a teaser of the pain and desperate fight that they were struggling through.
And it hurt her even more to realize that it was all done for love and loyalty for their
once strong trainer.
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Ship of My Heart
Here in the silence
breathing ever so softly
While here are my thoughts
in a mighty storm
As the darkness creeps
around my pained heart
The hopes and dreams I have
wriggle out in light form of strings
Ever so faded and torn
they fight their way wildly
Desperate to find an anchor
to tie them self down securely
Of all the lonely nights
feeling scared as ever
I can finally go ashore
and say "land ahoy"
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What is the reality of this world?

People pouring their hearts out, trying to get appreciation in one way or another. Trying to get a job, show off their art, make a new friend. Just to be shut down.. Potential of others are looked down upon these days. I see meaningless comics, trying to make a joke of being unsuccessful and make depression seem okay.

If people start to accept depression as the norm, to think its just funny to be that way. How can you expect yourself to truly feel better? I find it pathetic that those who are trying to make a difference in society are being stomped upon, while those who make it that way get all the glamour.

I used to be one of those that tried to keep my mouth closed, to think that everyone has their own. But there's a point people need to face reality. Where people need to realize that progress isn't made by sitting on your ass.

I make my art more for than a way to make myself popular. But more of a way to express what my own way of speaking cannot say. The world can push me down but as long as I can produce what I know is good. What's really called hardwork, who is honestly able to take that away from me?

She woke up.

Her body felt bare, the only heat source was between her abdomen and whatever contraption  she was bent over on. Her wrists and ankles hurt, feeling a tight tug from rope wrapping around them. She tried to yank at them, but there was no mercy from the burning grip. She soon realized what was going on, and how she even got stuck here in the first place. 

It was just last night, she went to a bar with a couple friends. It was the weekend and who could resist the cliche choice of fun during adulthood? It was a new bar that opened recently and she has been dying to try it out. Maybe even meet some new people, her friends were those who kept insisting. So she thought, why not?

Her brother has died recently from a car crash and her boyfriend, at the best timings, was caught cheating. It's been months since she's actually talked to any male acquainted to her. She's just glad her job kept her on the internet and not at some public building. But she thought it was about time she'd give a male another chance, at least to be friends. 

She walked in there chatting and laughing with her friends, every light seemed to shine on them. Crowds of people hung around the bar and tables, holding either a cigarette or their chosen drink. She couldn't remember the last time she had a fun-loving vibe surrounding her. Her friends pulled her towards the bar and there they sat, ordering their drinks.

The bartender caught her eye, he looked very Italian with a little French. He had that masculine build and dark features. His eyes shown a chocolate brown and his hair was a slick black, showing the littlest curls in front of his light tanned skin. She slightly blushed as his eyes met up with hers. He gave a grin as he turned his back from her, finishing up with a shot glass to be washed.

"What's the poison of choice, girls?"

They giggled and whispered to each other, eyeing their friend. "We'll take the normal shots of tequila, she'll take a shot of whiskey."

The bartender grinned as he took another glance at the girl who was still looking down with a still blush.

"What's the names for these drinks?" The bartender asked in a joking manner of friendship.

The other girl chimed in, seeming to already be a little tipsy. "Our names are Charlotte and Britt, that cutie over there is named Amber."

She giggled again, they both laughed while looking at Amber. She could already feel heat rushing through her body without even having a drink yet. She kept trying to fix her shirt to a more polite look as she watched the bartender do his job. He was wearing black dress pants and shoes, with the classic white shirt. But instead of the usual tie or vest or even the combo, he wore the straps that hooked to his pants and wrapped over his shoulders. 

She stayed quiet and seemed to zone out, she was awoken by the sounds of her friends laughing again. They waved a hand in front of her face to grab her attention. "Someone already getting a little dreamy? It's still early in the night, sweetheart."

Their shots were already empty and they seemed to be scanning the bar for targets. Amber blushed again as she started to reach out for her drink. She stared at the whiskey in her shot glass, it showing a deep caramel color. The light from above gave it a shimmer but soon became dark. She quickly looked up in surprise to see the bartender staring at her. His eyes showed almost black but quickly loosed to that sweet chocolate color. 

He gave out a gentle laugh as he continued to look at her.

"I'm sure you're not wanting to waste that drink of yours." He looked down at the glass, waiting for a response.

"Oh, yeah." Is all Amber said in reply. She felt really shy and over-whelmed. Her heart was racing and her body tense from excitement and nerves.

"Seems like it'll be a long night. I'm about to get off my shift and your friends already seem to be scattered. How about I keep you company and buy you some drinks as well when the timing is right?"

Amber stared at him, the lights above gave him a faint glow. She smiled and downed her first shot. No time to be gloomy, he's cute and charming, and might be that good chance. She nodded in response to him with a big grin.

"Alright, just give me a second to go grab my coat from the back and I'll back to keep you company." He said with a smile, and with that, he started to walk off.

Amber nodded, still taking in the alcohol. She stared down at her empty shot glass as she awaited his return.


Chapter One: Second Chances
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Couldn't they see it?
I do think they're blind
People always face me
They never look behind

It's sitting there quietly
I'm sure I heard a laugh 
I swear, they like to test me
But I wish they'd just naff

Their eyes always stare
Never seem to blink
Ending up not sleeping
Not a single little wink

Even in the pitch dark
I can see them so clearly
Hours pass while they're still
I'm sure they move, just barely

I finally found a way
I'll never see them again
To close my eyes truly forever
This is finally the end 
Schizophrenia
I do not have suicidal thoughts, nor schizophrenia. I just thought I'd write a poem based off my understandings. But I know it's not all about the dark shit, I just like to take those turns, enjoy.
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It hasn't always been like this, things used to be peaceful and happy. I
have been married to my wife for six years and shared a beautiful little
girl with her. Our daughter was five years old and showing so much
potential to the world, but then that's when Hell hit.

Before we knew it, people were screaming outside our once quiet
neighborhood. I rushed to the window and saw a group of fierce looking
people breaking into others houses and slitting the family's throats right
in front of the innocent children. I was home alone and I hid inside the
basement in which was hidden by a secret door in the kitchen
underneath the sink.

I felt ashamed as I knew my beloved family was out there, but what could
I do? They were out of town, and heading out right now would take my life
without purpose. I had to hope with a heavy heart that this incident would
pass by before they could arrive. But hours passed by and I finally took my
fear-stricken self out of my hiding spot. It was all quiet and dark, I knew it
went from after-noon to night in moments, but it felt like forever.

I quickly ran outside, bloody and torn bodies laid everywhere. I gasped with
tears running down my face when I saw what happened to the children.
Their bodies were lying next to their parents helplessly, but their heads were
missing. Some looked as if they were cut off with a dull knife, the most mercy
were the ones with their heads blown off. Only imagining the gurgling of
blood and the splatter of body parts as I reached for my cell phone, hand
shaking violently.

It ringed, and ringed. No answer. I tried to call it a few more times, thinking in
false hope that they could've dropped the phone while running. But I had no
choice but come to conviction that there would never be another answer. I
threw the phone violently at the wall, in which it broke into many pieces. How
many? Only I can tell you it looked complete compared to my mental state. I
screamed for what seemed like eternity, not able to stand on my feet
anymore. I blankly stared at the wall, thinking of taking my life as well.

But within minutes before I could gather my courage, I heard a helicopter
roaring just above my house. I ran outside with a pain-stricken outrage. I
looked up above me yelling with rage, I could only see a blinding light. Instead
of being shot or stabbed like I was expecting, the helicopter just started to
find a good spot to land. That brought me into confusion as I stared at the
silhouettes that came out of the now quieting helicopter. A couple guys with
guns and one that seemed well dressed appeared from the machine.

"Hold your fire, boys."

The well dressed man said, holding his hand up in the air in command. He
stared at me with a powerful demeanor. He looked old, aged with experience.
He had a look of coldness to his eyes as his smile showed some tricks. My mind
raced, I couldn't help but wonder who they were, and if they were good, why
did they take so long?

"Who are you?!"

I yelled at them, stricken with the same rage. The adrenaline running through my
body, wanting to kill anything that got in my way at the moment of that
never-ending nightmare. They kept a calm strength to them, the well-dressed guy,
appearing to be a commander, looked around the once alive people lying around.
He looked as if he was giving the troops their instructions to look around, one
ended up pulling out a walkies-talkie to his mouth and looked like he was calling for
support.

Within an hour, a couple more helicopters appeared and many more troops came
out. They were running to the bodies and started to pick them up and discussed
things to each other which I couldn't hear over all the frantic. Everything was in a
blur, the commander ended up snapping his fingers to grab my attention.

"Do you live here, sir?"

He asked me as I looked at him with glassy eyes. I kept quiet for a bit, remembering
what happened all throughout the day again.

"Yes, I do liver here." I said this quietly.

He stared at me, as if he was trying to figure something out. "Did you live on your own?"

Tears started to stream again. "No, I had a family of two." Only silence came after that.

"Well, sir, sad to say they most likely didn't survive. Maybe you can become some use to
us and help us out."

I looked up at him, waiting for more to come out of his mouth. He gave a sigh before
saying more.

"Those people were killed by our enemies, we have been fighting them for a while. We've
been hunting them down and been trying to wipe them out." He seemed to stare at me,
burrowing into my soul to find some answers.

"I'm a scientist, I work on machinery." I finally answered, giving the commander some
satisfaction.

"You'd become some good use to our team, what would you say about joining?"

I thought of all those families killed, of all the friends I've made in this neighborhood, and
most of all, my family. Of course, it didn't take me long to say yes.

"Very good choice, sir. Well, it has been really rude of me! I haven't even asked for your
name yet."

"It's Christopher."

And with that, I was a newly recruited member of the association. People of all ranks and
backgrounds were apart of it, and I was one of their well-known scientists. I built countless
machines and helped out with getting rid of those monstrous people. But soon, I had to
realize the even harder lessons of life. Nothing's fair in love and war, and killing only leads to
more deaths. But maybe if I could walk down a new road, things could finally change and I
could start to feel peace.
Chapter One: Dusk to Dawn
Written for JamieKYT

To Jamie: I never got a reply so I thought I'd post it anyways and hopefully you'll see it. Let me know if you like it and I'll start writing the second chapter.
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Kiara grasped her chosen Pokemon firmly as she stared at her mom from
across the field. The afternoon sun blazed as ever as Kiara kept the fire
burning in her heart. She threw the pink Poke Ball and the beam's 
silhouette became her beautiful companion.

"Come out, Gardevoir!"

As she took her second to stretch, her expected opponent came out. Out
came the evened height Zoroark, a black and red wolf-like Pokemon. She 
stood on her hind legs as her red claws ran through her long flowing fur,
almost looking like a very thick ponytail.

It didn't take long before both Pokemon seemed to be arguing. While 
Zoroark was showing off her locks, Gardevoir was flaunting her white 
dressed form.

"Enough flaunting, Gardevoir, use Misty Terrain!"

Kiara said in annoyance, trying to snap her Pokemon to focus. With 
Gardevoir's built up agitation, the blazing sun easily became a foggy
dimension. Her opponent was quick to react though and started to use 
Pursuit.

"Use Disarming Voice, Gardevoir!"

From surprise, Gardevoir let out a glass breaking shriek as her opponent
appeared in front of her. It caused the opposing Zoroark to cover her ears
in pain, giving Gardevoir more time to use another move.

"Good job, Gardevoir! Now, use Imprison!"

As Zoroark was still recovering from the pain, she noticed the misty area
grew a barrier right before the clearing. She quickly used Fury Swipes on
Gardevoir. She caught Gardevoir off guard and got the chance to start 
having a devilish grin.

Her opponent started to use Taunt and kept bouncing around Gardevoir. 
It started to cause Gardevoir confusion from the sudden attacks, and her
opponent constantly zipping around her, using her own mist as an extra
strength. Kiara could see what her opponents Zoroark was doing and had
to think quick.

"Gardevoir, start building up your Stored Power!"

Gardevoir couldn't see anything in front of her but trusted her trainers
words. As soon as all her energy was formed into a ball by her hands,
Zoroark showed to use Foul Play. She unleashed that ball of energy,
which shot the Zoroark through the barrier. She too, falling to her knees
as the mist cleared away.

Kiara started to jump really high as she laughed with victory. She
gleamed at her Gardevoir as she looked back at her with a weak smile.
Kiara's mom was smiling as she drew back her fainted Pokemon. She
stared at her daughter with gratification as she nodded to herself.

"Don't forget, there's one more battle. Right now, it's a tie, we shall 
see who is really the winner."

Kiara nodded as she drew back her Gardevoir, who looked like she was 
too going to faint. She pulled out her last Pokemon with a determined 
huff and stared across the field where fate would be upon them within 
the next quick-passing minutes.

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What is the reality of this world?

People pouring their hearts out, trying to get appreciation in one way or another. Trying to get a job, show off their art, make a new friend. Just to be shut down.. Potential of others are looked down upon these days. I see meaningless comics, trying to make a joke of being unsuccessful and make depression seem okay.

If people start to accept depression as the norm, to think its just funny to be that way. How can you expect yourself to truly feel better? I find it pathetic that those who are trying to make a difference in society are being stomped upon, while those who make it that way get all the glamour.

I used to be one of those that tried to keep my mouth closed, to think that everyone has their own. But there's a point people need to face reality. Where people need to realize that progress isn't made by sitting on your ass.

I make my art more for than a way to make myself popular. But more of a way to express what my own way of speaking cannot say. The world can push me down but as long as I can produce what I know is good. What's really called hardwork, who is honestly able to take that away from me?

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Birthday: April 11, 1998
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Manga I've Read:
- Alice in the Country of Hearts
- Nightschool

Mangas to read:
- Vampire Kisses

Anime Movies I've Watched:
- Howl's Moving Castle
- Fullmetal Alchemist the Movie: Conqueror of Shamballa
- Fullmetal Alchemist: The Sacred Star of Milos
- Ponyo
- Tales of Earthsea

Anime Movies to Watch:
- Heart No Kuni No Alice
- Kite
- Kite Liberator
- Madoka Magica the Movie: Beginnings (P1)
- Madoka Magica the Movie: Eternal (P2)
- Madoka Magica the Movie: Rebellion
- Naruto Shippuden the Movie: Bonds
- Naruto Shippuden: The Movie


Animes I've Finished:
- Aria the Scarlet Ammo
- Attack On Titan
- Black Blood Brothers
- Black Butler
- Blood+
- Blue Exorcist
- Dance In the Vampire Bund
- Darker Than Black
- Death Note
- D-Frag!
- Elfen Lied
- Fruits Basket
- Fullmetal Alchemist
- Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood
- Hell Girl
- Kotoura-san
- Madoka Magica
- Moonphase
- My Little Monster
- Naruto
- Noragami
- Ouran High School Host Club
- Ozokami-san And Her Seven Companions
- Rosario + Vampire
- RWBY
- Soul Eater
- Soul Eater Not!
- Spice and Wolf
- Sword Art Online
- Tokyo Ghoul
- Toradora!
- Trinity Blood
- Vampire Knight
- XXXholic

Animes I Need to Finish:
- Bleach
- Chobits
- Deadman Wonderland (?)
- Devil May Cry
- Fairy Tail
- Inuyasha
- K-On
- Kill La Kill
- Lucky Star
- NANA
- Naruto Shippuden
- Silver Spoons
- Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters GX

Animes to Start:
- Accel World
- Acchi Kocchi
- Akame Ga Kill!
- Angel Beats!
- Another
- Baka and Test
- Ben-To
- Black Rock Shooter
- Blood C
- Chaos;Head
- Code Geass
- Daily Lives of Highschool Boys
- Death Parade
- Durarara!
- Fate/zero
- Gangsta
- Guilty Crown
- Haganai
- Hetalia
- High School of the Dead
- Higurashi
- K
- Kaze no Stigma
- Magical Warfare
- Monster Musume
- Owari no Seraph
- Psycho-Pass
- Samurai Champloo
- Sargeant Frog
- Seitokai Yakuindomo
- Shugo Chara
- Watamote
- YuriYuri
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lovefromluna Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Oh my goooosh I adore your poetry it flows ever onwards like a beautiful babbling brook omg <3 I love your style cutie if you ever wanna collab hit me up x)
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AriesxLeo Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2016
Thank you so much, I'll think about that offer. 
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overseerneversleeps Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Hello my dear friend
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AriesxLeo Featured By Owner Oct 14, 2016
Hello, how have you been?
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overseerneversleeps Featured By Owner Oct 14, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Up and down but... I'm not dead so its something I guess. I pt'ed you on your other page like the day before u watched me lol. I was like well damn speak of the devil lol. :) how bout you? How u been?
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AriesxLeo Featured By Owner Oct 14, 2016
I've been enduring, just wrote a poem to give some relief. It's called Athazagoraphobia if you'd like to read it :)
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