Creative Writing: The Roar Of Arcanine

Elis pulled at the bandages over his arm and peeking up his neck. He walked through the halls of the medical ward until he found the room he was searching for. He hesitated, hands shaking and bile rising in his throat. His eyes were still red, as was the rest of his face. The constant rubbing made his skin raw and painful, the scrapes not helping any. He recalled the advice from that night, not to get too focused. It was lessoned he learned the hard way

Groaning, Gawain opened one eye a crack and got his bearings. He was not, in fact, dying, and it only felt like various deadly weapons impaled him. He smacked his dry lips together. No dead rat in his mouth, either, though it tasted like head feasted on a hundred rotting rodents.

Sephiroth sat up abruptly, ignoring the exhaustion that flooded through him. He rolled over and stared at Cloud. That was the most coherent thing he had ever got from him... and also Cloud had just been downright snarky.

“Please! I can’t breath!” Again, her words were lost in the sea of voices. Suddenly the swarm quieted and Ren spoke with malice and venom pouring from every syllable.

Did they expect him to accept what was the inevitable for Kevin Owens? Sure, Kevin is a dumbass-- an immature, irrational, arrogant bastard but to see continue making the same damned mistakes? It’s hard to watch. It’s hard to portray the role of an uncaring bastard who would rather see his best friend -- remember it’s former or maybe not, lying in debris. How could he watch his best friend get hurt physically and suffer emotionally and mentally for impending defeat? While, Kevin may not agree and may have not given the consent to get involved--

“What the—?!” the man cried as he gripped his chest. “Ahh, my heart!” he screamed, gasping for air.

Rai forced one eye open all the way with his strength of will. It hurt like hell, and he could only do it with the other eye squeezed shut and his mouth contorted so he imagined that he looked like Popeye sans the pipe. Water splashed and burned his irritated eye. It tasted of rust, but his licked his lips anyway since his mouth was as dry as Conan O’Brien’s monologue.

"But I can fight. I want to fight!" He protested but Merigal cut him off and seemed to fill the room with his presence as he

A horrible thought flew into his head, and nested stubbornly there. Sitting up abruptly in his seat, he rolled around a new idea. Perhaps, among the human population, little Erin was one of those who didn’t matter. His hand flew to his chest as his heart seized uncontrollably, causing his green goblin blood to slow to a crawl.

(i) 'Finally' the dark figure thought as the warrior and lady parted, giving him a clean line of sight. But the soldier was

The fight consuming Cedric, Dorian, the monks, and the resistance had become his fight. Now he understood why they risk their lives for the country and people they love. It is freedom from the evil of all those like Karl.

As he felt himself slowly beginning to drift off he felt the chill in the room rise and for a moment he held his breath, gnawing down into his bottom lip as he dared to open his eyes and was faced with the ever-growing swarm of blackened ghouls. He remained quietly calm as he felt his hands tighten around Dan’s frame.

He couldn't breathe. The whole world was closing in on him, suffocating him, choking him. He managed to whisper out the next few

The smell of fire and acid, black miasma puked up. The smell of upturned earth, sweet grass, and rain, his mate, who he'd hurt. Who had to see him like this, who'd had to be strong and brave even it a situation he should not have been forced into, who had cried all alone in the bathroom, who'd not known what do do when they couldn't curl up together, who watched him with worry and unease now. His stomach twisted, Mephisto tried to be strong, had kept in in as long as possible, but now he snapped, his eyes tearing from Amaimon's to the room, covered in more blood than he had ever

because he now had the support of the surrounding people he was able to get through