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Divided Chapter: 1
By Izzi A
**Note: none of these characters are mine, this is a FAN FICTION based on Pseudonymous Bosch's THE SECRET SERIES. I only take credit for this FAN FICTION. I wrote. Also, in this chapter, there are SPOILERS to the end of the story. I advise only people who have finished the series to read.
DON'T LIKE IT? DON'T READ IT!
"Lunch Time!" was the sound, or rather, voice I heard when the bell sounded. The voice, of course, belonged to Max-Ernest. He seemed awfully happy today. It's probably because of the lesson on codes in history class. Well, as long as he was happy, I'd go along with it. Yo-Yoji quietly trailed behind me, muttering something about Lily Wu. I sighed and walked along. *Spoiler!* I sort of miss Pietro, since he was a great guy. But he was safe now…. Dead, or alive. *End of Spoilers* When we arrived at the NNT (New Nuts Table) at our high school, Glob greeted us by saying 'hi' through a mouthful of some candy a weird retailor gave him. As I sat down, I got a whiff of it. It smelled like sour grape/cherry/orange/banana. Gross. I pulled out my lunch to find a division problem. It said: 'Cass / You / Me'. I quickly stuck the paper in my hoodie pocket, praying it was just a practical joke. For some reason, the paper was completely blank on the other side. Strange. Anyway, Yo-Yoji had seemed very…. Quiet, lately. Maybe the note was from Yo-Yoji …. I turned to look towards him, and he was staring off into the distance. I wondered what he was looking at… Max-Ernest nudged me and questioned, "What was that not you pulled out? Lemme see!" He grasped it out of my pocket and opened it. He could crack any code, so I braced myself for what was coming. "Ahhhhh!" he shrieked. I suddenly lost my appetite.
By Izzi A
**Note: none of these characters are mine, this is a FAN FICTION based on Pseudonymous Bosch's THE SECRET SERIES. I only take credit for this FAN FICTION. I wrote. Also, in this chapter, there are SPOILERS to the end of the story. I advise only people who have finished the series to read.
DON'T LIKE IT? DON'T READ IT!
"Lunch Time!" was the sound, or rather, voice I heard when the bell sounded. The voice, of course, belonged to Max-Ernest. He seemed awfully happy today. It's probably because of the lesson on codes in history class. Well, as long as he was happy, I'd go along with it. Yo-Yoji quietly trailed behind me, muttering something about Lily Wu. I sighed and walked along. *Spoiler!* I sort of miss Pietro, since he was a great guy. But he was safe now…. Dead, or alive. *End of Spoilers* When we arrived at the NNT (New Nuts Table) at our high school, Glob greeted us by saying 'hi' through a mouthful of some candy a weird retailor gave him. As I sat down, I got a whiff of it. It smelled like sour grape/cherry/orange/banana. Gross. I pulled out my lunch to find a division problem. It said: 'Cass / You / Me'. I quickly stuck the paper in my hoodie pocket, praying it was just a practical joke. For some reason, the paper was completely blank on the other side. Strange. Anyway, Yo-Yoji had seemed very…. Quiet, lately. Maybe the note was from Yo-Yoji …. I turned to look towards him, and he was staring off into the distance. I wondered what he was looking at… Max-Ernest nudged me and questioned, "What was that not you pulled out? Lemme see!" He grasped it out of my pocket and opened it. He could crack any code, so I braced myself for what was coming. "Ahhhhh!" he shrieked. I suddenly lost my appetite.
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A glossary
I have been reading Transformers fanfics. Too much in fact, not to have ideas for original characters. But before I get to that, here is a boring explanation of terms. Borrows from Stat sheets I saw here on DA.
STATS:
Strength: Brute physical force
Intelligence: Mental Flexibility, strategy, and Acuity.
Speed: How quickly you get from A to B. Also affects/considers reaction time.
Endurance: How quickly you tire; how well you can take a hit.
Rank: How much authority you have.
Courage: How well you can take stress, whether under fire or not.
Firepower: How hard you can hit.
Skill: How experienced you are at using your armament(s).
I would add
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Heroshipping...
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Heroshipping
Skit
“Who the hell is this kid?” Ray asked as a general question, starring down at the red headed boy in front of him who glared back with emerald green eyes.
“Why don’t you try asking me what my name is?” He demanded.
“Oi! They make them so feisty now a days.” John commented to one in particular, “Especially the short ones.”
“I thought we were supposed to be meeting someone who belongs to a shipping that the author just found out about.” Cody said, “It can’t be this kid, can it?”
“Colosseumshipping is the only
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Prologue - I
“The greatest of risks to be undertaken by something no smaller than a pin.” Solomon muses, squinting at the red pin, the needle pinched between his fingers. Circular, small, almost missed by the untrained eye. Then again, it is a bright candy-apple red.
One would have to be blind to miss it.
“Why did we not make earrings? Those are near the face and all.” The Darkrai looks over to his assistant, hoping for an answer of some sort. None is offered up to him.
He takes another look at those gathered by the square table in the kitchenette. A common apartment, with two bedrooms and a large common area beside the place wh
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