Emo-Onigiri

 "What the hell was that," Damien said to himself over and over. He paced around the yard, near where his bow and arrow were kept and let out a primal yell. He was angry, how could he be so stupid, walking in on Baolinh, of all people. He kneeled down and clasped his hands on his face, muffling yet another scream. He decided to cool down by practicing his shot. He took his arrow and faced the target, but the only thing he could think about was Baolinh. Whenever he imagined her face, his heart beat, it felt like it was about to jump out of his chest altogether. 'Ahh, is this what is feels like,' he thought, smiling. He shot the arrow, hitting

 Konnor and Cain headed to the kitchen to attempt to cook dinner together. Cain proved to be useless in the kitchen as he could barely cut the vegetables, so Konnor kicked him out and dragged Baolinh in to help. "So, what was up with Cain?" Baolinh asked, curious as to why they fought so much. "I have no idea, I think it's the thing with Vespera and Aracelis, they're helping me," she said, as she turned on the stove," "Well, maybe he's just jealous," "He's jealous of me spending time with the wolves?" Konnor said, surprised. She laughed at Baolinh's strange remark. "I didn't mean he's jealous of you, maybe he's jealous of the wolve

The subject's body lay flat, and unmoving. It seemed as if it were dead, but to make sure, the silver-haired man took his sword and chopped its body into minute pieces and scattered the pieces everywhere, as if the monster could somehow reassemble itself.               "Are you three okay?" the black haired one asked, looking at Baolinh. She stood there speechless, his purple eyes had captured her in their presence.               "Um, yeah, we're okay, thanks to you too," Edgar said, brushing the dirt off of his shirt.               "Who, or what exactly are you two?" Konnor asked, her eyes following the silver-haired man.            

The next day Konnor, Baolinh, and Edgar woke up with their eyes bloodshot red; they hadn't got over the piles of bodies spread over the horizon yesterday. Konnor looked out the window, staring into the sunrise, her eyes looked as if they were lost. "What are we going to do now?"asked Konnor while turning around and looking at Baolinh and Edgar."               "How are we going to get breakfast?" asked Baolinh.               "I'm not sure, go run down to IHOP I guess?" said Edgar voice dripping with sarcasm.               "Hey, she is just trying to help leave her alone," Konnor answered with rage.               After that little argum

Many, many years ago, a scientist created a machine. His name was Adolphe Blanc. He called it a "man-made miracle," a "God-machine" that would bring dead loved-ones back to life. But it was far from a miracle, but it was more like a curse. A curse upon mankind that would plague history forever. Newspapers all over the world had a common subject on their front pages on that one December morning. "Is This a Miracle?" Everyone was inquiring about this technological advance. People everywhere were arguing about whether the machine was trying too hard to "become God." But as the first tests were released from the lab, they all found out the hor

Every night I have a dream Well, I'm pretty sure it's one And in this dream it seems, That there is no sun. The world is dark All light has taken flight I see no flicker, nor spark And all the gruesome things begin to bite At this point, I see myself Running through the wood Away from a scary elf, And a creature with fangs and a hood I run, I trip, and I fall Landing in a patch of weeds I see little bugs, they look so small But there's many of them and it's time to feed They swarm and bite And crawl and crawl I try to fight There's too many and they're oh so small After that horrible ordeal I stop and rest A masked man c

"Pull the trigger I dare you!" Said he. "Please don't make me do this," She cried, tears streaming down "You said you'd do anything," Expression firm eyes clear "Not this!" Her face in distress lips quivering Walking up He took her hand in his "Here's how you do it" Easing her finger on the trigger Muzzle on his left breast Aim perfect, ready to kill She was fearful, hesitant but her finger would not move Slowly, surely, it did move But not the way she thought The trigger was pressed BANG! it was over The gunshot could be heard His body fell limp in her arms The blood, all over her shirt Reminded her of the deed

The spin of the wheel The rolling dice When they pick up the cards Excitement, anticipation Feelings one experiences While waiting for Lady Luck Waiting for the winning kiss Proving their gamble was successful They pray and hope The wheel clicks The dice are still Eyes glimpse upon the cards The result is evident Cries of joy can be heard Yet some utter cries of agony "WHY?" "Lady Luck, you have betrayed me" Cries one man "Lady Luck" "Oh goddess thank you" Another shouts Yet, they have no idea She is watching from above In the arms of Satan, her man Watching the pathetic display "Oh humans, their selfishness and greed

The ocean, she weeps Overflowing her banks with Tears Forever searching for her love The earth, just a child he quivers Fearing his own power, he Trembles Always afraid, of himself The wind, she whispers Telling the secrets, forever Gossiping Revealing truths or uttering lies The fire, a youth full of Energy Dances about, with fiery Passion Zealously spreading her warmth Time, all knowing yet sometimes oblivious To the fervor his counterpart Fate Will bring upon the table

Harsh winds Swivel Round and round Houses aloft, moving about ,now just pieces Crackling flames Devour Scalding everything Those in it's way, reduced to ashes Cruel waves Bash Sinking, those Unaware of it's wrath, now submerged Shaking earth Agitate Destroying life Rousing its fiery demons, who destroy