Guitarrox5138

It’s been quite a while. A year maybe since Pom and Shibe died and gone to Dog Heaven. Not to mention that whole first day bullshit with Pom killing Dog and becoming the new Dog. She could have destroyed Dog Heaven just to get the Wi-Fi she craved. But she didn’t. A year or so after Pom “remade” Dog Heaven to fit her needs, you could say. There’s Wi-Fi and a lot more shit that Shibe thought was never needed. But not a lot of dogs complained about the changes, and most of them are just learning the ways of the Internet. Most of them were more than happy. Still, Shibe felt a little sad about not being able to be

Love is better left in your dreams, not in the present. Especially not in this time period. It was World War 2. A horrible, lifeless, time. It was where I lost everything: my freedom, my people, and, most importantly, the love of my life. He's always been with me till the very end. Well, I guess it's the end now. I slowly opened my eyes to the sunshine coming through the open window. The pillow I rested my head on smelled like beer and pasta. I could hear heavy breathing next to me. I sat up and looked over to my lover, Ludwig. He sat criss-crossed on the soft and messy bed. I could tell he had been up all night. "Germany, what's the matt

Listen to Phantasia - The Point of No Return & Final Lair (there is a link to the song in the Artist Comments) as you read this to get the full feeling behind what I was trying to accomplish here... This story takes place after Christine (in the movie) saves Raoul's life by giving herself up to the Phantom and kisses him. Quite literally it starts where he says that she can go, leading up to the ending of the movie. I didn't do the black & white ending part though... "Matthew… My Angel of Music… Go, I release you." Matthew could only stare at his beloved Phantom, words dying on his lips as he struggled to find a way to beg him

The Perfect Scent As Chase walked through the Eastern corridor to relax in his lounging room, a scent caught his attention with such force that he actually stopped. He closed his eyes and smelt the air again. He knew that smell… was it…? No, it couldn’t be… could it? He hadn’t asked his warriors to cook any such thing in a long time; what had spurred them to make it now? Curious, Chase turned on his heels and began leaving the corridor. Once he was in the open space of his Palace, the smell was much stronger. The overlord shivered with its deliciousness. He hadn’t had this dish in centuries, but he could pick u

Dinner Time Chase Young crouched low in the shallow snow, ears pricked forward attentively. He slunk forward a few feet, then leapt, knocking the buck over and crushing its neck in his powerful jaws. Now that the pups had been weaned and were just learning to hunt, Jack needed extra food to keep up with them and make sure they grew up to be as strong and fierce as their sire, Chase, was. Chase dragged his kill back to his den by himself; despite being the leader of a wolf pack, he preferred to do his hunting alone. As he drew near to his habitation, Chase could hear the small yips and squeaks of his hungry pups, along with the light grows o

Chase waited in the darkened tower.  The dragon half waited in cold silence for the tolling of the twelfth hour.  He waited through the chimes.  When the final echo died from the cold stones of his castle, still he waited. ‘It is time,’ he thought to himself.  ‘It is time for Jack Spicer to die.’ One fiercely-clawed hand moved towards the glass sphere that represented his lover’s heart.  Just before touching the rosy glass, Chase hesitated. “Perhaps just a bit longer,” he murmured to himself.  “He might have been delayed on the road.” No a harsh voice demanded.  He knew the price for breaking h

     I am what? I am me but not me. What am I? I am you but not you. I am what? What am I?  Odeirrac zednanref oinotna     That was what the note said. A note? Why would someone pass you a note? It had an origami rose with it that said I love you on the petals. You looked over to your partner, she had passed you the items.     She shrugged as you mouthed the words,  Who? You were horrible at riddles too... You quickly slid it into your pocket, class was ending anyways. Next was lunch so you'd have time to figure it out with your friends.     Riiiiiiiiiiing the bell rang loudly making you jump unexpectedly. You shook yourself to clear t