Choas Chronicals Chapter one. "Choas! Wake up!" The boy rolled over in his bed. "C'mon get up!" THe light came on, revealing black walls plastered with pictures of rock bands and various rappers, a queen sized bed covered in black bedspread and a teenager curled up on it. A woman enters, "If I have to tell you again." "I'm up!" the ball of a fifteen year old named Chaos moved. he sat up, wiping his eyes. "What time is it?"Choas Chronicals Chapter one.
"Five in the morning." The woman said. She then left the room. "God mother, why so early?" he said to himself. He got out of bed and walked over to his dresser, which was a brilliant red
Chaos Part OneThe days of Klein High school were choatic as far as I can remember. The heated and constantly violent devide of the school is the blame. you'd think it would be something extravagent, but it isn't. The devide is based on music. It splits two ways; rock and rap. You may think it's a petty thing to argue over, but the extent of which these people take it is insane. The leaders of both sides are the ones most devoted to their music. On the rap side of it all is San Baknitsu; an african-asian with a violent nature that would lead him to violence over being late. On the rock side is Gina Aqualina; a black metal berserker who is almost unstopableChaos Part One
Untitled 7When Cicero awoke the next morning he felt amazing. He couldn't tell whether it was the sleep, or the fire, or both, but he was full to capacity. "Time for breakfast.'' he said to himself. He walked down the stairs, almost tripping over a body from the previous night, across the room and into the kitchen. Sava was already there. "Last night, never happened. Failiure is something best forgot." Sava on the otherhand seemed more tired than the previous day. "It's gonna be hard to forget thai boost in strength I have. Though, if you insist I shall." He walked into the freezer and returned with a chicken. he roasted it with a short burst of flameUntitled 7
Untitled 6Sleep did not come easy for Cicero that night. Part because Sava was waiting silently outside for him to fall asleep, the other reason was the visitors he just had. Questions looming in his head unanwered, he wanted answers. Afters what seemed like an eternity of waiting he fell asleep. Now before we go on let me emphesise that Sava is waiting just outside his door. *hint,hint* Then Sava sturck. She swept into his room, took her sword out and impailed him to his bed. Cicero didn't move. She lit his bed on fire, he didn't move. She then gave up and walked to the door. "Your not giving up that easily, are you." It was Cicero, standing with theUntitled 6
Annoyed and Angry
-- LOOK, you Have talent and there is NO reason to try stealing someone elses style and life.
+p.s. malushra is © jenna a. c. THE Adelle T. Corizon.
normally i wont flame, but youve gone way over the edge.
Paul Holland
(NOT SAVA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
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So... word around the office is you wanna be a french fry.
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What is that rideculous appendge growing off your head
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