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There is a man unlike any other, No mother, no father, not even a brother. This man is a traveler; it’s a hobby for him, He goes many places, mostly on a whim. To the ends of the earth he traveled for fun, Challenging time, racing the sun. Throughout this time, he was always alone, He could not find somewhere else to call home. There is a young girl unlike any other, She had a nice mate and lived with her mother. Her life was dull, she was stuck in a rut, Full of unopened doors, all locked shut. Even on the days she felt were her best, She could not fill the empty space in her chest. But a door soon opened, completely unplanned, When a

 The Master hadn’t been in London long when he first heard about him. In fact, he had not belonged to the Saxon alias for three days when he did. There was commotion brewing in the foyer, and everyone seemed intrigued with the topic on the front cover of the papers. "Crime Of The Century" he took a copy from a nameless assistant and glared. "Questions are being asked in parliament as to how the Tower of London, Pentonville Prison and the Bank of England were all broken into at the same time by the same man - Jim Moriarty." "Jim Moriarty." The Master mumbled. "He broke in to three places at once, and flaunted the crowned jewels in fron

~~~~~ Arthur sat on his couch with a bottle of beer, staring blankly at the television screen in front of him. He was thinking about what had happened many nights before. The Allies were having a meeting at France’s house and he and Alfred had gotten into a serious argument about each other’s flaws. Alfred would insult Arthur’s cooking, then Arthur would counter with a comment about Alfred’s bad eating habits and his stupid ‘I'm the hero’ speeches. The debate soon turned to shouting, followed by some vulgar outbursts and a glass vase being flung across the room, shattering and cutting Alfred’s cheek.

Chapter 2: A Different Kind of Friendship --- (Kaida's POV) The questioning seemed like it was taking forever. I swear I answered about 50 questions so far, but that might be a slight exaggeration. Stein finally finished writing down the last bit of information on the paper and stood up . “The questioning is done, Kaida. You can rest here for a while until you feel better, then you may leave. Some people might come to visit you, so be prepared for what might happen. Some of the students are, how should I say it…? Interesting…” a smirk crossed his face when he said this. “Honestly I wouldn’t mind seei

"Quick, after them!" I could hear there panicked voices of the group behind me as I franticly ran ahead. My legs were going numb as if someone had injected them with Novocain. My throat was burning from the black fluid that had run down it recently, and sand was all I could see ahead of me. Terror was all that I was feeling. Terror of returning to that Hell hole. Terror of losing the only person that I care about. "Keep running!" I shouted to the one running beside me. I could tell he was losing speed. He, because he was the weapon, was not as great a runner as me. We were losing ground. "Kaida, you can't let me drag you down! Go on withou

"Quick, after them!" I could hear there panicked voices of the group behind me as I franticly ran ahead. My legs were going numb as if someone had injected them with Novocain. My throat was burning from the black fluid that had run down it recently, and sand was all I could see ahead of me. Terror was all that I was feeling. Terror of returning to that Hell hole. Terror of losing the only person that I care about. "Keep running!" I shouted to the one running beside me. I could tell he was losing speed. He, because he was the weapon, was not as great a runner as me. We were losing ground. "Kaida, you can't let me drag you down! Go on withou