A Short Story : The Story Of The Story-A Story?

“I still couldn’t comprehend that this might be a matter of life and death, that this was the most serious thing I’d ever been involved in.”

“ Yeah, maybe you guys are the ones who captured her and don't want us to find her, “ added Chris.

"She might me. According to what I've found, she has a husband, two children here in town and works at Scheele Law firm. I have officers sitting on her house and the law firm now."

“You want to keep your distance and be very cautious around her, although I guess she doesn’t have a criminal record yet. She hates her job, but it was all she could find that would earn her a fair amount of money. Also, do you think I could hang out with you for a bit? I’m in need of someone to talk to.” Malia asked in a hopeful tone. All behind the smile Malia gave, there was a broken girl who had little family, and no friends.

Her voice was like a whisper as the jail’s bars slowy closed upon her face. her vision was still dizzy, and she had not eat anything for hours. turning her head back, she tried to walk. clumsy steps were the best she could do, occasionally almost stumbling to reach the bed, or at least what seemed like a bed to her.

“If anything’s happened to her, I could never forgive myself. She’s only in this madness because of me.”

“Send her back. Try pretending to work and file those papers.” A deep voice replies from an office in the back. Laughing at Ellie’s expression the officer opens the gate; blushing Ellie walks through and heads in the direction of the voice.

“You were protecting me this whole time. Why did you tell me after she was caught?”

“Will you show us where she is? Do you know the victim?” The officer asked.

“LIES! She would’ve called from her phone if that was the case! You’re probably tracing the call as we speak so you and your hoodlums can come and abduct me…”

“I had given my authorization. I saw doing so as the only way to reduce her stress levels that was the obvious reason for her poor judgment.”

In the play “Othello” by William Shakespeare, Othello is defined as a person who faces colliding cultures and all this makes him question his own identity which reduces him to nothing and snatches everything from him. Othello is demonstrated as a black guy in the play and was called as Moor. Moors, at that time were assumed to be wild, Muslims, pervert and uncivilized people by the Venetian society but despite of these differences, Othello is treated as a hero by the Senate and his soldiers. He fulfills all the duties and responsibilities which whites are supposed to do and his efforts and success makes him their leader. The sacrifices he made helps him to earn all the respect he has got from the white society. The marriage of Othello and Desdemona is an interracial

“With the help of Montague La-Rose, I opened a doorway. But there were consequences. Upon entering, the entity’s memory—Rayne’s memory—was wiped clean. It was a dangerous but necessary compromise. To win this war, we need both Rayne Volpi and Montague La-Rose to end the Nekrums’ madness. I already sent for Montague,” Burton said.

“Tara” I said, my face burning hot red. “That evil little manipulating b-” “What time is it?” Selene interrupted. “What are you talking about? “The note” Up until that I had completely forgotten about it. “It’s 4:59” Seth said, looking down at his watch. “The apocalypse starts in precisely 30 seconds.” We all looked grimly at each other. How were we supposed to stop Zeus’s attack on Earth? We weren’t gods anymore, we were just humans. And since Tara had stolen our weapons and ran off, we were completely defenseless. Suddenly, I remembered. “Anubis!” I exclaimed. We rushed into the living room to find Anubis still on the ground, trying to get up. His head was bleeding badly, and his hair stuck to his face. I to his side to help him. “What happened?” He said groggily. “Tara attacked you from behind then stole all of our weapons.” Seth remarked, scowling. “Our Tara?” Anubis replied. “Goddess of compassion? She did that?” “ Ex-Goddess of compassion.” Seth retorted. Suddenly, we heard a loud BOOM. The whole house was shaking. Seth and Selene fell to the ground while Anubis and I held on to the floor for dear life. The rumbling stopped. “5:00” Seth said. “Right on time.” We ran outside to see what had happened and we were welcomed with a cloud of dust. We all started coughing. We ran into the cloud of dust only to see a huge crater. The crater looked to be about 10 feet deep, and inside that crater was pure darkness. Or, at least, it looked like pure darkness. But suddenly,

As a notice, I do not own any of the characters that are in this story. The story is mine and INUYASHA is not :'( I hope you like it and enjoy.