50 shots wrote:1.// "Did you steal my Poptart?"
2.// "We could be hero's!"
3.// "We should be lovers..."
4.// "SNAAAAAAAAAAKE!"
5.// "What do you mean, NO?!"
6.// "THIS IS JUST BUSINESS!"
7.// "Maybe, just one more slice."
8.// "You can't leave! You'll die..."
9.// "I was a fool to believe..."
10.// "It all ends, today."
11.// "You must..."
12.// "You're just a silly girl!"
13.// "The show must go on..."
14.// "Just one more day, please..."
15.// "You can't just kill people!"
16.// "Seriously, who ate my Poptart?!"
17.// "I only speak the truth."
18.// "Don't let go Jack! Wait... you already did... rats."
19.// "I did not want this!"
20.// "What do you mean he's dead?!"
21.// "I haven't eaten in three days!"
22.// "Who am I? Not Jean Valjean..."
23.// "Did you just..."
24.// "Do. Not. Touch. That."
25.// "YOU JUST TOUCHED IT!"
26.// "I would never say that to you."
27.// "My receding hair line has been kissed..."
28.// "You have Elvis Presley eyes... I would know."
29.// "Dude, chocolates are bomb."
30.// "Could you... stay with me tonight?"
31.// "I can't loose you!"
32.// "Please... marry me."
33.// "I can't hug you..."
34.// "You call that a kiss?"
35.// "Since when did I ask for it to snow?"
36.// "I'M BATMAN" "No... no you are not."
37.// "NEVER SAY THAT WORD!"
38.// "I HAVE TB!" "No you have a cold!"
39.// "Can you not?!"
40.// "Tis only a flesh wound!"
41.// "Could you stop jumping for one minute?!'
42.// "Please repeat that, I wasn't listening."
43.// "You love me?"
44.// "Never do that again."
45.// "I dare you to lick that..."
46.// "What do you think of children?"
47.// "I like, like you."
48.// "BY GODS..."
49.// "I just wanted you..."
50.// "Damn it! I died again!"
50 more shots wrote:51.// "I'm a mess."
52.// "Hey! Little ears are around!"
53.// "Please, don't cry..."
54.// "YOU PLAGIARIZING PIG!"
55.// "Since when did Disney add this?!
56.// "It only get's worse"
57.// "Oh crap..."
58.// "Please tell me that is not what I think it is."
59.// "What did you think I was doing?"
60.// "ALL HAIL ...!"
61.// "Now why did you do that?"
62.// "You have beautiful eyes."
63.// "Let's travel the world!"
64.// "I DON'T SPEAK FRENCH!"
65.// "Whatever happened to Joel?"
66.// "No way in, no way out."
67.// ""I will have my vengeance."
68.// "Grow up!"
69.// "I found the ring!"
70.// "We should run... like now!"
71.// "Can you please shut up?" "No."
72.// "I found that cliff..."
73.// "Are you sure that is safe to eat?"
74.// "I TOLD YOU TO GOOGLE MAP IT!"
75.// "Who died and made you queen?!"
76.// "Ich Sprechen Deustch"
77.// "Now wait a second, buster."
78.// "I would kill for you."
79.// "The greatest thing, is you."
80.// "I am a literary vampire."
81.// "A stake through the heart would kill anybody..."
82.// "Bon Jovi is my jam!"
83.// "Kiss me.. now."
84.// "I seem to have lost my contact."
85.// "TURN THE LIGHTS BACK ON!"
86.// "DON'T SHOOT!"
87.// "Oh no... he has a sword too."
88.// "Are you sure it's dead?"
89.// "Ummmmm..."
90.// "I can't write anything good."
91.// "We aren't in Hogwarts!"
92.// "Please, stay with me."
93.// "He's not breathing!"
94.// "I...love...yo-"
95.// "She's gone."
96.// "Sir, where are your pants?"
97.// "I can't even."
98.// "I believe in you."
99.// "What can I say... you're welcome."
100.// "The sea... it calls me."
The seas crashed against our raft. We had somehow managed to survive the shipwreck. I looked over the starboard side, attempting to find some other sort of survivor. Only we, me and my close friend had survived.
"What do we do now captain? The ocean will only get angrier and angrier now that death glitters in its waves." My friend plead, needing my extensive knowledge and leadership, my compassion.
"We dance, we rejoice in our livelihood and show the ocean that we are beyond grateful to be alive. Brighter than that of the sun on a sunday morn." I turned and looked behind me at the one who knew everything about me. "Then, once we have shown that our spirits may not be broken, will the waves draw back from our heels and a rainbow shine overhead."
"I have known you long enough to know your lies. Please, don't play these games with me. You know what you mean to me and I pray I mean the same to you and if I do, show it to me or I will doubt." A single tear sled down her face, something about it was different from the raindrops pelting us both. It was pure. Full of love and joy.
"We both need hope. And hope is what I try to bring. Please, take my offering unto you and don't let it rot. Hope is the one thing that will not flee unless you let it. Keep the pet upon the leash and it will stay with you and protect you. Please, don't let go of hope my darling. I need you hear as much as the sun needs the horison to make a sunrise."
"Or a sunset my darling"
"No, remember hope. It will be here for as long as you need it if not longer. Trust in the hope if not in me."
I reached over and took her hands, humming a classical waltz she was sure to recognize. It was the song we danced to at our going away.
"Nothing is changing my love."
"Don't give up so quickly, change takes time." I raised one hand and wiped away one of her tears. "Just dance with me. It will be okay, just as the sun will rise."
"The sun will also set. Don't you see? For every good there is a bad."
"Don't think like that my dear."
We started to dance but she wasn't into it. She fell out of step and let go of me, stepping back to look out at the stormy sea. "The sea is not lessening. Perhaps," She began tears begining to fill her once bright, beautiful eyes, "Perhaps if I show them my love for you they will spare you." She set one foot on the edge of the boat and sighed. "I love you my dearest."
I rushed forward, quickly as I could "No! You can't leave! You will die!" Little had I known that my bit of weight as I rushed over would push over my one love into the midnight depths of the sea.
No... She didn't die. She lives on. She lives in the songs of the birds, in every sunrise, in all things beautiful. For beauty reminds me of her and who are we if not our memories?
The memory was hazy with age, it was long, long after that day. Her hair, shining like a physical representation of her soul, crashed annoyingly into her face. Blowing strongly the wind nearly pushed us down into the void.
I moved closer, she had known not that I had followed her, and placed my hands over her eyes, “Guess who.”
She gasped and turned, yelling my name. “My goodness, Kat! You scared me!”
I doubled over in laughter, “I am aware of that. Otherwise I don’t think you would have jumped up the mile you did. What are you, part kangaroo?”
She stiffened, “I’m obviously not. I am part monkey of course. Why don’t you understand that? It’s quite simple actually.”
“Well, darling” I started off with sarcasm dripping through my words, “I am quite sure that I have known you long enough, and I know your parents, to know you are in fact part kangaroo. I mean, how else would you have that accent of yours?”
“I do not have an accent!” Her face turned bright red, and her anger brought out the variation in her voice even more.
“Oh, there is no need to get upset. You know I love it.” I sat down, pulling on her arms for her to sit as well.
“I know you do but what you love doesn’t exist and therefore the love is fake. It means nothing and nothing is unimportant in our lives.” She sighed as she collapsed onto the ground.
“If nothing is unimportant then that would mean everything is important.”
She looked away, not wanting to hear it. “Did you follow me?”
My eyes widened in shock, “What kind of friend would I be if I didn’t? I’m worried about you. You’ve been… strange.”
“Do you expect me to be normal after everything that has happened? My family is gone! It would be better if they were dead, because then I would actually know what happened to them.” She starting shaking and I wrapped my arms around her.
“Hey, it’ll be okay. You still have me, remember?”
She hugged me tighter, “I just, I miss them.”
“I know you do, I know.” She was pulling my hair, but I knew that she would tough through a bit of pain for me so I must do the same.
She pulled away, “It’s so much. How can you be so comforting in times like these? There is darkness flying past faster than a speed of light. A speed of dark?”
“I don’t think the darkness can move faster than that of light. Light that is golden as that of your soul.”
“You say that just to flatter me. No more speak falsely to me nor I would speak falsely to you. Would you appreciate a flickering match in a sea of night? No. Nor would I for that match would soon extinguish and leave the darkness darker than before. Leave the dark be as there is no such light to extinguish the sadness and misfortune I must bear.”
I sighed, “Don’t act that way. You know there are candles in your house. Lightbulbs in your world.”
She got up and looked down the cliff, “Those candles have been extinguished and the lightbulbs broken. The shards cut my bare feet as I walk across the land.”
“Dearest what are you thinking? The wind is strong. Come, sit, stay a while.”
“No, I must go. I miss them.”
I reached up to grab her hand but it was too late and all I could hear was the whistling in my ears.
I found that cliff, this cliff, long ago. It is a place tainted with darkness. Where a candle can not be lit nor a lightbulb be plugged in.
It was late Saturday night. The stars were shining bright, the moon was full, and everything was perfect. I smiled as I saw a dark silhouette approaching me from down the street. Slowly, he came into the lighted circle we decided to meet at. I greeted him softly, not wishing to disturb the peace around me. “Where are we going? You demanded it be kept a surprise, and now the time has come for it to be revealed.”
“No, not yet. In time.” He placed my chin in the palm of his hand and gave me a quick kiss.
“But, what if I don’t wish to wait? What if I like to know where I’m headed before I head there?” I gave him a questioning smile.
“Well,” He circled around me, placing his hands over my eyes, “That’s too bad, because this time you are going to have to just trust me.”
“But I can’t see. What if I fall?”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you. I won’t let you ruin that pretty little dress of yours.” I could feel him laugh through his hands as he started forward.
“Is that all you care about? My dress?” I reached up to grab his hands and pull them from my face.
“No, of course not.” He grabbed my hands and pulled them into his, turning me around to face him.
“Are you sure?” I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to read and make sure what he said was the entire truth.
“My dear, I am quite positive. Why would I have the feelings for you that I do if that was all I cared for? You know me better than that. Why must you need confirmation?” He took our hands and stepping closer held them between our chests.
I sighed, releasing his hands and slowly bringing them up to his neck. “And what might these feelings you speak of be?”
“I think you know,” He leaned in closer and we shared the same breathes. What he breathed out, I in.
“Well, what if I’m uncertain.”
“Then I think you should trust your instincts.”
“My instincts have only ever led me astray in the past.”
He took a moment to think, “Lee?”
“Yes, Salem?”
“I love you.”
“Kiss me… now.”
“I never thought you would ask,” He leant down and gently at first planted his lips to mine. Soon, however, the passion engulfed us both and I forgot to breathe.
I leant back, my breathing heavy and staggered. “I… I love you, too” I muttered between breaths.
He smiled, his face flushed, “I kind of gathered that.”
“So, where was the special place you spoke of before?”
“Still on that?”
“You know I’m naturally curious.”
“Fine, follow me.” He started walking away, towards the woods behind the row of houses. I laughed and ran a little to catch up, he had taken off rather quickly. As we were walking he reached over and grabbed my hand, giving it a squeeze. Before he let it fall I grabbed his once more and looked up giving him some reassurance that everything was okay. He had nothing to fear from me. If you fear those you love you have a fear worse than fear itself.
My brother was going crazy. He adored all things superhero related, and getting to meet his biggest idol was driving him up and over the wall.
“Oh Kitty! Kitty! I get to meet BatMan!” He squealed from the backseat. He started calling me Kitty when he was little. He never calls me sissy, he has some issues with the letter s so he just changes it. My actual name is Katherine, and most my friends call me Kat. Hints where he got the name “Kitty.”
Me and my brother, we are all we have. Our parents left us when he was 4 and I was 18. They waited until I was old enough to take care of him myself. Evil. We both have a shared passionate hatred towards them. They never did anything for us, only left.
My brother doesn’t even have any memories of our parents. I’m the only adult figure he remembers. It’s been 4 years since they left and it’s been the best 4 years of our lives. I got a job in the local news. I’m that one reporter that goes out into the field. It requires a lot of work, but in the end it’s worth it for experiences like this.
“I know! How excited are you? Scale of 1-10.” I smiled into the rearview mirror.
“Is 10 the bet or wort?” This is a game we have always played. One of the few things we have held onto all this time.
“You decide!” I laughed and stole a quick glance over to the backseat, hardly taking my eyes away from the road.
“No! You know that’s not how it work.” I reached back, keeping one hand on the wheel, and tickled his feet. His laughter told me his smile would be a mile wide if I peeked back to look.
“Okay, fine. 10 is the best. Like, so excited you’re going to burst.”
“You did that last time! You can’t do the fame thing 2 time in a row.”
“I told you that you should pick it.” I giggled at him a bit.
“It’s a 0 when 1 is the best thing ever!” He jumped up a little and squealed with laughter.
“I’m glad. This took a lot of work for them to let you come along.”
“I know, and I am too thankful!”
I tilted the mirror a little so I could see his face, his bright, beautiful smile engulfed the car with his happiness. “Look, here we are!” I turned the car to pull into the hotel parking lot.
“Yay! Oh yay oh yay!” He jumped up and down and as soon as I was parked he yanked off his seatbelt and was opening my door for me before the engine was completely off.
“Well, I sure am glad you’re so excited.” I undid my seatbelt and grabbed my personal camera and notepad. The camera crew and everyone else would be here shortly. We had until they got here to chat and meet batman personally.
“Let go! Hurry, Kitty, hurry!” He grabbed my hand and pulled me, I clicked the key until I heard the signalising beep that the car was locked and we ran up towards the front of the building.
I opened the door and walked up to the front desk, “A key to the penthouse please. I have verification here.” I handed her my papers and waited.
“Oh my gosh! You’re the lady from the news station! I watch that everyday! I really enjoy it.” The hostess smiled brightly and I couldn’t help but look up at the clock.
“That’s wonderful, I would love to stay and chat but I really need to hurry.”
“Oh! Of course here ya go.” She handed me the key.
I thanked her and hurried off, up the elevator and soon stood in front of batman’s door. Surprisingly, my brother stood shock still. He was probably nervous.
I reached up and knocked on the door, “Hello? This is Katherine. I work for the channel 8 news.”
“Alright, come on inside.” Replied a gruff voice from inside.
I opened the door and stepped in, having to almost drag my brother with me. “So, you’re batman?”
“Yes, I am batman.”
“No… No you are not.” My brother finally spoke, tears in his eyes. “Thik is not batman. Thik whole thing wad a fraud.” He broke down in tears. “A dipapointment just like I must have been to mom and dad for them to leave!” He broke down into more tears than I had ever seen anyone cry before. Sometimes, there’s a point where you just can’t take it anymore and it’s okay to cry.
But aah... so devastating... 
