Write a story-win a green toxic <3

[wren]

Good golly this is a WIP
Could we write on how the Toxic was created? c:

sure thing. c:

[NE0N-UMBR30N]

Will defiantly be doing this later <3

[Pumpkin Cupcake]

Characters:

-Poison (Male)

-Spark (Female)

"Poison, I'm not ready!" I told my love as I tucked into his fluffy fur, looking slightly over the waterfall. He wanted to jump off and slide on top of the water, then splash into the sparkling pool below. What?! I'm not doing that! Who knows, I could deeply hurt myself! But of course, this boy was a daredevil, and didn't care whether or not he would injure himself. "Come on, it will be fun! I promise, I'll catch you at the bottom. Ready, set, GO!" The warm body left my side in an instant as I watched a green-and-black ball tumble down the waterfall. I couldn't see him through the mist, and it made me worried. Did I just lose the one I loved the most? No, I saw a small black shape moving towards the end of the waterfall, then show his belly to me. Okay, here I go!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Oh my gosh, that was the best thing EVER!! That was better than I thought it would be! I was in front of Poison, who was laughing and pawing the water. "Spark, that was the funniest fall I've ever seen! I never thought you had the guts to scramble around like a mouse!" Oh please, he loves to tease me. I rolled my eyes and cuffed his ears playfully. "Want to go again?" he asked, stopping his laughing and looking at me with those sweet toxic green eyes. "It's too high for me! I couldn't possibly go again after a terrifying fall like that!" I whined playfully, giving a dramatic look at Poison. He laughed and put me on his back, swimming to the shore and put me down before grinning at me as we headed back up the long stone stairway. This was definitely the best "date" ever! Even if we weren't dating, I'm sure I could win his love after a while.

[G.L'S]

My story is complete. The link in my first post takes you to the whole thing.

[wren]

Thank you c:

I'll be updating when I get on the computer (I'm on a tablet right now :P)

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Hi! c: And welcome to my little story!

Just a Quick Author's Note -

Hello. c: This story is, I hope, something different from what you'd expect. Also, the story will be told mostly through Ryder's point of view, though it may change views a few times just so you can get inside the other character's heads, and that there are also other characters not used in this that will appear as minor roles but are not casted above. ^.^ Thank you for hosting this contest, and I hope you enjoy my story!

~Autumn c:

Main Characters


Ryder - Male


Dylan - Male


Alari - Female

Hidden in the Dark for so Long

Prologue

Ryder's POV.

I've never actually had a best friend before. I mean sure, I've had pretty close friends, but I've never kept them for long. I'm not a jerk or backstabber, I don't gossip badly about them, it's just the fact that I move a lot and don't have much time to keep in touch with everyone I know. That, and they all usually forget about me within a couple months anyways, so it's not like I was that important anyways.

I was never really popular in any of my many schools. Sure, I was a few of the best receivers my middle schools and high school ever had for their football teams, but even that couldn't shake the odd looks I got. I'm what they call a punk. I have spiked blond hair, snakebites, and I wear a lot of muscle tee's and all my jeans are ripped. I wear guyliner sometimes too. But I only get judged by my appearance, and nobody ever bothers to befriend me and get to know me except for a select few.

I may look a bit tough, but I'm actually a real softie. My favorite movies are Titanic and The Notebook, and I love cheesy, romantic dates. I've been called a romantic a lot by my ex, but with my constant moving it never really worked out between us. I hate violence, try my best to avoid it, and whenever I do happen to fight with someone verbally, I always feel extremely guilty afterwards because I know I probably hurt their feelings a lot. I care for others around me, even if they don't care for me.

I also have a lot of trouble coming out of my comfort zone. Moving around a lot can really do a number on you, because each and every time you move, you have to make new friends in a new environment all over again. Each time it's different, because the people at each school vary, and you never know who to avoid and who makes loyal friends. One time, I told a good friend I trusted my darkest secret, and he ended up getting weirded out and told the whole school. After that, I just about shut myself out from everyone, and it became extremely hard for me to trust anyone I met after that.

That secret is the reason I'm so reserved. My mom knows about it, and loves me for it anyways, but it's the reason why my dad left us. I had never been so ashamed in my life, and I feel like it was all my fault he left even though my mom told me it wasn't. The secret's caused so many problems in my life that I just want to ignore it and get over it, but it's not a disease - nothing that can be fixed or cured.

I can't help that I like guys.

Chapter 1 - Introductions

Ryder's POV.

I walked up the steps to my new, permanent, school for the next three years. I heard it was a descent school, good academic scores and a great football team, but I also heard it was a very homophobic school as well, which made me worry more than ever. If my secret got out here, I'd be ridiculed and outcasted for the rest of my years in high school without another chance to start over!

Way to think positive, Ryder. I thought bitterly to myself. I walked in through the double doors and was amazed by how big the school was. How the heck was I supposed to find my way to the office in this two-story maze!? Of course I wasn't the only student here, since class started in ten, but I didn't really feel like asking someone for directions.

C'mon Ryder! You're a sophomore now, you're supposed to be one of those 'tough' looking guys that act the part until they get found out by their best friend that they're a softie, don't give yourself a bad rep now! Besides, it's not like anyone knows your secret... I thought, trying to give myself a mental motivational speech. I took a deep breath in, relaxed, and asked a girl who seemed nice.

"Excuse me, but, uh, I'm new here and I, uh, still need to get my class schedule. Do you know where the office is?" I asked slowly, making sure I didn't mess up my words and sound like an idiot.

"Oh hi. Yeah, I can tell you're new, we don't get many guys with a face like yours everyday at this school." She said with a wink. I could've sworn she was just flirting with me right there, but it's probably just my mind playing tricks on me. "Here, let me show you to the office."

"Oh, um thanks." I said back, shooting her a small smile before turning my iPhone on and playing my music. We walked in silence for a while, and the awkwardness was off the scale between us.

"So, uh, I didn't quite catch your name." I somewhat asked her. At the sound of my voice her eyes perked up and became much clearer. They were the strangest shade I've ever seen of blue. Like crystal clear blue waters you'd see in like Hawaii.

"Oh, my name's Alariana, but everyone calls me Alari." She said. "You're Ryder, right? I don't mean to sound like a stalker, but I kinda saw you trying out for the football team in August and figured you were probably new to the school."

"Oh, yeah, that's me." I replied back, letting out a little laugh. God, I probably sound like a dork right now.

"So, what are you listening to?" Alari asked, actually seeming generally interested. "Oh wait Ryder look-"

Her words were cut off when I ran headfirst into a locker, stumbling back onto my butt. Oh just my luck. I manage to not only make a fool out of myself in front of a girl who actually seems like she could be a good friend, but also in front of the cutest guy I had ever seen before in my life. I mentally face-palmed myself for that one.

"Oh sorry man! I didn't see you there!" The hot mystery guy said, giving a light chuckle.

"It's alright, it was the locker's fault anyways for suddenly deciding it wanted to be attracted to my face in the first place!" I joked back, attempting to get up. I almost got back on my paws until my head started to get lightheaded and my vision blurred, causing me to nearly tumble back down until he caught me.

And when his hands hit my skin I felt sparks where they were touching. Electricity coursed through my veins as he helped me to my feet, hanging onto me to steady my balance. I nearly swooned from the slight whiff I caught of his cologne, causing him to grip onto me tighter. I never want him to let me go.

"Hey are you sure you're alright? We should probably get to the nurse, you've got quite the gash on your forehead." The hot guy said, actually seeming concerned for me. I nodded, but winced as a sharp pain shot through my head.

"You don't seem like it. Here, let me take you to the nurse." Alari said, trying to get the guy to hand me over to her. However, a certain possessiveness passed through the guy's eyes, and he responded, "No Alari, I've got him. It was my fault he got hurt in the first place, go to class before you're late."

Alari huffed in return, "Alright then. Bye babe."

"Bye baby." He said back, giving her a passionate kiss goodbye.

And that's when I felt my heart of glass begin to shatter.

Chapter 2 - Hey New Kid

For the rest of the walk to the nurse there was an uncomfortable awkward tension in the air. My palms felt warm and clammy, and I turned up my music a little bit louder to try and tune out my empty feeling. But of course, the hot guy decided to strike up a random conversation.

"So, you're on the football team." The hot guy stated. "Saw you at tryouts. Didn't catch your name though."

Couldn't he speak in full sentences? I thought before I saw he was waiting for a reply. I turned my music down slightly and gave a reply. "It's Ryder."

"Cool name. That girl you were talking to before you ran into my locker is Alari, my girlfriend." When he said that word I tensed, but he must have noticed that. Shoot. "You alright man? You look tense."

"Yeah, my head's just really hurting." I lied. It's easy for me to lie, since I always have to lie about 'hot girls' whenever it comes up.

"I'm sure you could've taken harder hits in football." He half-joked, cracking a small smile. As cheesy as it sounds, I felt myself swoon a little from that. Unfortunately, I felt myself get a bit lightheaded and I started falling. Okay, maybe I swooned a little too much.

In a flash, the hot guy caught me and helped me steady myself. He actually looks concerned... "Wow, maybe lockers can do more damage than hefty lineback..."

"Without my helmet it's possible." I said, clutching the side of my head, pretending that it was aching. All in all, I felt fine, except for a few dizzy spells here and there.

We walked a little further, took a few turns, and we were finally at the nurses office. This school feels like a double decker mansion!

"Well, we're here." He said. "If you want I can stay with you. Y'know, since it was my fault you got hurt."

Yes! Please stay! Don't go! I fought back the urge to spit the words out and let out a cool response. "Nah, it's alright. I'll be fine."

"If you say so then. Later Ryder." He said, before heading out the door.

"Hold up." I suddenly blurted out, without thinking of course. I had no idea what I was going to say, but luckily I managed to improvise. "I never caught your name."

"It's Dylan." He said, shooting a small smile and sending me into a trance before exiting the door. The nurse came up to me and gave me a skeptical look, as if questioning something about me, before brushing it off and proceeding with the questioning.

"Now, why are you here?"

Chapter 3 - What is wrong with me?

Dylan's POV.

Reluctantly, I walked back to class. To a new kid, it probably seemed like an endless maze of classrooms and lockers, but once you actually get to know the school grounds better it's easy to maneuver through and the less lost you'll get. It takes about five minutes to get from one side of the bottom floor to the opposite side of the top floor, so as long as you know where you're going you'll get there quickly. I just hope that he doesn't get lost on his way back.

I absentmindedly walked into class and sat down, ignoring the teacher's dirty look about me coming in late, but I'm guessing Alari already told her for me. Looking over at Alari, I caught her eye, and mouthed a silent 'thank you' to her and shot her a smile. The smile wasn't fake, but for some reason it felt kind of forced. She smiled right back at me and blew me a discreet kiss, our thing we always do when we help each other, but for some reason it no longer made my heart skip a beat. Instead, it felt unchanging, unemotional.

I tried to hide my troubled face but she saw past it, and pulled out her phone to text me to meet her after class. I've always been a good student, so I managed to pick up the entire lesson from the student next to me, learn it, and still finish the classwork with a few minutes to spare. As I picked up my homework sheet, I felt something wrap around my arm and gently yank me out the door.

"Are you okay babe?" Asked Alari as I turned to face her. "Something's troubling you. I can tell."

I didn't want to tell her that her smile no longer makes me melt inside, like I always did (Yeah, I'm quite the cheesy-romantic kind of guy. Crack past my tough exterior and I'm basically a pile of mush!), so I improvised with the first thing that came into my mind. "I feel really bad about what happened to Ryder this morning. He kept getting dizzy and nearly passed out at one point on the way to the nurse."

"Aww! That's awful. Well, there's not much we can do now, but we better get going to our next class. Bye babe!" She said. I watched her as she walked off, before shaking my head slightly to clear my troubled mind and headed to Honors Chemistry.

I quickly entered the room and took my seat in the back of the class. I always hated sitting in the front seats, since there was too much pressure put on you and it's too easy to be caught distracted up there. So now all I had to do was listen as my teacher droned on and on about some chemical while I copied the notes on the board, teaching myself like I always do. However, her boring voice stopped when the door opened, but I was too busy copying notes to care.

Ignore it. It's just another notice for that one guy who always is in trouble. It's nothing important.

"Class, we've got a new student today. Why don't you tell us about yourself?" The teacher asked in a rather cheerful voice, but it was the words that caught my attention.

"Hey. My name's Ryder. My favorite colors are black and blue. I love Black Veil Brides and Sleeping With Sirens, and my shoe size is eight and a half." He joked at the end, earning a laugh from some of the students, including me.

"Well, Ryder, you can go sit next to Dylan in the back." She said, pointing at me. I felt happy knowing that I never had to be partnered with one of those slackers who sit alone in the back again.

"Hey." Dylan whispered to me, as he shot me a toothy grin. I felt something erupt in my stomach, like a thousand miniature butterflies dancing the cha-cha. Suddenly, it hit me.

Am I crushing on Dylan?!

Chapter 4 - It's a Phase. It HAS to be!

The instant the bell rang I hopped out of my seat and made a dash for the door. I heard Dylan call my name out behind me, but that only made me feel guilty inside. Then again, I was scared. I had never felt this way towards another guy before, I've actually only felt this way for Alari, but the fact that it was a guy is what terrified me. Not only was I placing my new friendship with Dylan in jeopardy, since I know he's as straight as an unbreakable ruler, but it means that I'm falling out of love with Alari.

Alari and I have been together for four years now, since our second year of middle school, and everyone expects us to be together forever. A strong relationship for four solid years can't just go away in less than a day, right? It's got to be a phase. I know it has to be. I mean, I barely even know this Dylan guy! How am I supposed to be crushing on him if I barely know anything about him.

Well, he is really, really, really cute. Hmmm... I wonder what he looks like without his shirt on-

Oh. My. God.

Did I really just think that! Shoot! Why would I care about what he looks like! I'm not attracted to guys, no way, I'm so into girls. I am into girls.

Great. Now I sound like I'm trying to convince myself!

I groaned and rounded a corner, smacking straight into someone. "Sorry there, I didn't see you!"

"We've really got to keep meeting like this." His voice laughed, and out from behind the black and blue dip-dyed mess of hair came those beautiful green eyes I got lost in. I could stare at them all day. I could stare at him all day. I could probably stare at him shirtless all day if he let me. Just him. Dylan.

"Oh, uh, it's okay." I said, offering my hand to help him up, avoiding eye contact with him. Suddenly, as his hand gripped mine, I could feel sparks flying off my skin just by at the touch. Something that only happened with Alari. My eyes flew wide and I dropped his hand, staring up at him. His head snapped up quickly, and his face asked the same question that mine was.

Did you feel it too?

Just as Dylan was about to speak, Alari waltzed right over, putting an arm around my waist. Reluctantly, I put my arm around her shoulder, letting it hang halfheartedly there. There was something a bit off about Alari right now. Her grip around my waist was tightened, as if trying to protect me, and she was glaring at Dylan. Alari never glares at anyone. Unless they're flirting with me...

"Hey Dylan." Alari said, faking a smile. This wasn't Alari though. I could sense it. "So, have you met any hot girls yet? Thinking about hitting anyone up?"

There was a tone to her voice that sounded almost venomous, but questioning. It made me shudder and gave a sick feeling to my gut.

"I, uhm, er, no. I haven't really. I, um, actually don't really know anyone other than you guys so, yeah." He said, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck and taking great interest in his shoes.

"You're lying." Alari stated. "You like someone. It's written all over your face. I can tell."

I stood there, stunned. Why? Because Alari never acted like this. She was usually always like 'Ahhh tell me! Tell me! Tell me!' if someone tried lying to her about liking someone, she never acted this cold. Also, I felt something die inside me. Like hope had drained from my body. Who did Dylan like? Is she hot? Who is she?

"I-I'm not lying. There aren't any hot girls that I like." He stated clearly. I looked over at Alari, but I could practically see the gears in her head turning from the way she studied him so hard. It seemed like she was trying to get information to make a 'Dylan Encyclopedia'.

"What about hot guys, hm? Maybe you're not as 'straight as a ruler' as I thought you were. So, Ryder, fancy and guys?" She questioned. "Because if you do, you should know that most of us don't like homos at this school. Especially when a homo guy tried to go for another girls' straight boyfriend."

At this point in her little speech she was close to yelling, but we were by the bathrooms on the second floor, no classroom in sight, and class had already started. I yanked myself free of her grip, and spun around to face her. I looked at her in utter disbelief; who questions a student they barely know about their sexuality in the first place!?

"Who are you, and what have you done to the kind, sweet Alari I used to know?"

Chapter 5 - An Eyeopening Goodbye

Ryder's's POV.

As soon as she blurted out her assumption that I am homosexual, I froze. I thought for sure I covered it up clearly,my feelings for her boyfriend, but apparently I didn't do a good enough job since here I am frozen in peril. Thank God that Dylan decided to give a piece of his mind though.

"Who are you, and what have you done to the kind, sweet Alari I used to know?"

The look on Alari's face turned from cold and menacing to sickeningly sweet and innocent. "Baby, it's still me! You know I just don't like to share with others. Especially my boyfriend!"

"And who gave you the right to scare off any potential friends I might have? You terrify and interrogate every girl within a foot's radius of me and now you're even questioning guys? If that's what you're going to be like, we're done. Nothing you can ever say or do will make you regain my trust as my girlfriend again."

After Dylan gave off that big speech, I felt very awkward standing there. I was the one that caused this fight. I was the reason Alari got all defensive. I was the one who screwed up a four year relationship. It was my fault because I don't like girls and just had to fall for Dylan. All. My. Fault.

Alari's eyes were now watery with tears, and she let out a scream and ran off down the hallway, throwing a temper tantrum that should be in the World Record Book for biggest tantrum ever made by someone over the age of five. I looked awkwardly over to Dylan, and saw sadness and pain in his eyes, before I started to head off, feeling extremely guilty.

"You know," He started saying, before pausing to give a sigh. "It wasn't your fault. I know you feel like it is, but it's not. I've been lacking that certain spark with her for a while now, I've just been too blind to realize it. So, you more helped me than hurt me."

I nodded, not knowing what to say. I still ended a relationship, and whether they were missing a spark or not I knew that I just shot down their only chance at rekindling it.

An awkward silence rested in the air for about the third time this day, and I wondered if it could get any worse than this. I felt so distant from reality, like I was stuck in a different dimension where time seemed to pass by at an agonizingly slow pace. I could still hear the faded echoes of Alari's tantrum ringing in the halls, and I knew that we'd get caught if we were out here for too long. Yet neither of us spoke, or seemed to even move, before Dylan broke the silence.

"Are you really, y'know, gay?" Dylan whispered. I jumped, looking up to realize that he was just a few inches away from my face. My eyes locked into his, and it was like he immediately knew my response without myself even having to say a word. "Don't kill me for this." He whispered again. I wondered what he was going to do before I felt a pair of lips on mine.

Let me tell you. Those sparks flew everywhere.

After what seemed like seconds turned out to be a few minutes as we ended our heated snogging session, and now it was the moment of truth. A million thoughts raced through my mind, but none of them were positive.

"That." Dylan said, nearly breathless. "Was the best kiss I've ever had in my life."

We both smiled at each other, before going in for another kiss.

Chapter 6 - Epilogue

Dylan's POV.

As I kissed Ryder again, everything became clear. I felt free, like I was a prisoner behind bars with those ball-and-chains on them, but the chain had been cut and the bars had been bent open to let me out. I never actually realized it, but throughout the whole time I had been dating Alari, she had always smothered me. Not in the good way either. She was always so overprotective of me, that I wondered if it was either because she loved me a lot, or she was so afraid I'd leave her for someone else that she decided I was the dog and she was my master, keeping me on a tight chain leash with a choke collar.

I never thought I'd end up falling in love with a boy, let alone a boy I just met. It's not only the first day and here I am, kissing him like we've been dating for ages, got separated for centuries, and then just found each other after a millennium of searching. But I really didn't mind, all I could focus on was those sparks.

Those never-ending sparks made me weak in the knees. And each time they stopped, it only made me yearn for more. Ryder was like my new drug, I was addicted to his touch, kiss, smile, voice - everything about him set my heart racing. Alari used to do that to me at one point, I could almost not go for two whole periods without her at one point, but that was in the past. She changed far too much for me to ever think about getting back together with her. Besides, I have Ryder now.

No, Ryder is not my 'rebound'. He means more to me than a rebound. I'm making sure that our relationship lasts, even with the whole school being homophobic and all. Sometimes, I wonder if it's all just a rumor that everyone is homophobic. I'm clearly not. Besides, it's not like this school had ever had a gay couple before, so it could just have been a myth a bored student decided to make one day. Either way, I wont let anyone stand in the way of our relationship.

Screw my friends, who will probably turn against me. Screw Alari, who will, no doubt, be crying to her parents about me and spreading gossip about my and Ryder as well. Screw my parents, who are too religious for their own good and will probably toss me out for being homosexual. Screw the haters. Forget them all.

I've finally just gotten out of hiding in my dark shell; and I'm not going back.

I'll never let Ryder go, even if it hurts.

[catt;]

Azai -------- Zak

This story is told from Zak's point of view.

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The Prologue

My name doesn't matter, for no one can come close to me. Everyone I love, gone. Everyone I befriended, dead. Everything I ever owned, destroyed. I am toxic, I am deadly, I am a monster. You see, as a young pup my friends dared me to touch something very toxic. I absorbed the toxic material, and became toxic myself. My friends abandoned me the moment they saw my destruction. I didn't know what to do... The grass below me shriveled up and the flowers wilted. My parent's hadn't an idea what to do, so they left me.. They left me on the streets and moved far away. That was hundreds of years ago, this toxic curse has kept me alive for far longer then I should have lived. No matter how many years I have been alive, I have always been shunned. When animals walk down the street with their kin and saw me they always say, "Don't get too close honey, he's a freak." No matter where I go, I am a walking freak circus. No friends, no love, no home. So, this is my story.

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The Story

I padded on the sizzling concrete, my paws making imprints as I did so. The sun was in the center of the bright blue sky, shining directly down to the horrible place where I live, Earth. The many adults were crossing streets and rushing like busy bees, of course they were, it was lunch time. All the busy adults had to retrieve their lunch and head back to their jobs. Of course, I didn't have a job. I once dreamed of becoming a popular doctor, a doctor who helped sick pups and assisted the wounded. Now all I do is make the wounded. "Watch out Mark, it's the monster," commented a dog as he quickly bolted past me. "Monster? I am not the monster. All of you are, all of you animals shunning those who are different from you, calling them freaks, monsters. You are the monsters of this world, not me!" I angrily snarled, sending toxic juices across the sidewalk. A little kitten screamed as one almost hit her, many animals scurried away to avoid the deathly juices. A large canine stepped out from behind the crowd that was now surrounding me. "If we are the monsters, then why do little pups and kittens fear you and not us?"

I paused, looking at the canine who said this. The floor under my paw pads sizzled. "Because you raise them to fear everything different from them. No one raises their child to be unique anymore," I calmly stated, quickly bolting away before anyone could insult me again. This is an average day for me, ever since I have become toxic, everyone has called me a freak, and ran away from me. I used to have friends who would stick up for me, but of course they abandoned me many years ago. I ran until I reached the edge of a forest, this forest was where I often slept. All around the forest was dead grass, all because of me. But in the distance, I could see smoke forming. This smoke was not something of my doing, all I did was kill things, not burn things. "Something is wrong," I thought to myself as I slowly approached the smoke. The smoke didn't really hurt me, since I was toxic and all. As I went to the heart of the forest the smoke began to get thicker, and it was difficult for me to see, but I kept going towards the source. Finally I reached the source of the fire, through the smoke I saw the outline of a small fire. It wasn't spreading because large rocks surrounded it, but a large chunk of grass was burning in the center of the forest. But through the fire, I saw an outline of a small figured animal, it appeared to be a pup. "Get out of there!" I yelled, "Are you alright? Are you alive?" I added on, waiting for a response.

"Alright? Everything I touch turns to fire, does it sound like I am alright?" the little girl stepped out of the fire, around her paw were tight gloves. She was a redish color and her black hair hung down from her neck. She wore a black school girl dress and had a hat made of leaves. "If everything you touch turns to fire, why is the floor under you not burning?" I questioned, looking at her. "See these gloves? They are fire proof. I stole them, I needed them. I put them on so I don't destroy everything I touch, it helps me get through the pain. Although I can't keep these on forever, they are too tight and burn my paws," she giggled at the end of her sentence, which made me question her actions. She was like me, she destroyed everything she touched, but.. she could get away from the problem. She had something to get away from this problem. The girl looked at my feet, seeing the withering flowers and dying grass. "You have a problem much like mine," she commented as she observed, "Looks like you kill anything you touch. Don't get too close to me please, I will burn you and you will kill me. Both of us will end up killing each other," she chuckled once again.

This pup had quite a strange attitude towards life, she mocked death. She mocked me, she didn't care. "Hey, so whatchya wanna do now?" she questioned me, I was kinda shocked. "Um, you want to hang out...with me?" I shockingly answered. "Sure, why wouldn't I?" she questioned me, looking at me curiously. "Well, it's just everybody seems to stay far away from me because I destroy everything I touch," I slowly stated, looking down. "Well, I destroy everything I touch too!" she excitedly commented, as if she liked being different, liked destroying things. "Don't you have a family to get home to?" I asked, she did look like a pup after-all. Her smile disappeared as I said this. "They...they all...burned," she stuttered as she spoke, her eyes pointed down. "It was all my fault...But this happened long ago, hundreds of years ago... I for some reason haven't aged," she quietly spoke now, tears building up in her red eyes. "It's okay, my family is gone too. They abandoned me," I quickly stated, trying to make her feel better. "Oh, so we both have no one. That means we need each other," she happily stated, "So let's go, I am hungry," she giggled, walking off.

Do I dare follow this crazed pup? Yes I do. She is the only animal in this whole world to understand me. I trotted around the city, following the pup. The dog, the same one from earlier today, approached the girl. "Watch out, a monster is following you. Get away!" he shouted, she looked at him. "Monster? Want to see a monster?" she slid off her gloves and fire came out, the fire lit up into a face similar to the dog in front of her. "Look at this, you are the monster. Now back off before this monster turns into little pieces of ash!" she shouted, glaring at him. He backed away slowly. I couldn't believe it, someone had actually stood up for me. This was the first time, in a long time, someone was actually by my side, rooting for me, and not insulting me. "Thank you," I whispered too her as we continued to walk, she simply nodded.

I was starting to really appreciate having this little buddy around. She always had witty comments on hand for anyone who insulted us, and she really didn't care what people said or thought about her. She was cool, and I felt bad that all she had was me. She deserved more then me, but sadly, I was all she had. We had each other, and we didn't need anyone else. That was when I realized something, she was my friend, and I didn't even know her name! "I never caught your name," I quietly commented, looking at her as we walked. "The name is Azai, what about you?" she questioned, by the time she asked this question we had stopped walking and we were sitting on the grass of a park, watching the sun set. The grass around her slowly burnt, and the grass around me slowly died. "They call me Zak."

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[Weeping_Angel }Y{]

will enter.

I'll post the link later.

Here's my story. Major WiP, by the way.

[originals]

Reserving c:

[Panthiguar]

Oh, I've been looking for a writing contest! I definitely want to enter. I'm new, so this will be my first contest. May I please reserve a spot here?