Chapter Six
EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON. JUST MAKE THE BEST OF IT. -Erica
The things going through my mind that hari were not pleasant ones. They were mainly flashbacks. Flashbacks from ancient times but t felt lie it was not very long ago. The first one was lebih of a modern medieval setting. There were towering stone buildings and cobblestone streets. The night sky made the scene even lebih melancholy with its dreadful grey skies and cold rain. It was the perfect scene for a battle. A lofty man wearing a lengthy cost which was covered in bright jewels and beautiful pearls. His golden crown radiated power which was probably what he wanted. He strolled down the jalan followed sejak frail women holding his jubah of the ground. They could barely hold it. Their skinny arms almost collapsing under the weight of the extravagant coat.
The man smiled at each dead person he passed. Some lebih women appeared behind him. They quickly threw the bodies out to sea which was located right beside them. "Now this city will feel the power of Nicolai, their extreme ruler." He grinned deviously at the sight of the battle scene.
"Wake up," demanded Carrie. She splashed my face with. Ore cold water. I started regaining my consciousness but the demon wishing still had lebih for me to witness. "Okay, lets get her to the hospital."
The seterusnya flashback was of Nicolai sitting at his takhta while a young man sat seterusnya to him. Nicolai showed some compassion for the young man but his voice was rough as stones. "My dear Boris," berkata Nicolai. "Soon this tragic kingdom will be yours. If anda are anything like me, anda would restore it to its original structure and then fill it with people who fear you."
"Yes, father," berkata young Boris has he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"Why squirm my boy?" An old women appeared seterusnya to him with his usual afternoon drink. "I bet anda are trying to poison me." Nicolai boomed with laughter at the stun look upon Boris' face. He took one sip of the liquid and Nicolai rolled out his seat.
The old women smiled cruelly at the dead king. "You fool of a king. He didn't try to poison you, I did." The old women ripped her wig off to unveil her glossy blonde hair. "Guards, the young prince has poisoned his father. Attack." Buff guards marched towards Boris. They gripped his thin shoulders and led him to the prison where he would rot forever.
"You traitor guards!" yelled Boris as he was whisk away to he dungeon.
"This is a new era," berkata the woman. "The era of China." The woman smiled as the peasants quickly out signs up with her name on them. The era of China lasted for a long time. It is still alive today.
A tan doctor stood over me. "The pain killers are wearing off. A anda done yet?" There was a sign of urgent in his voice. I just noticed his colleague who stood on the other side of me.
"I am afraid not, sir," berkata the colleague. "We can call nurse Tanner and make him bring some more. If she wakes up in the middle of this surgery, we might have a lawsuit on out hands."
The tan doctor called up the nurse and he sprinted in with a needle and injected it into my arm. I must have blacked out.
The last flashback I had was located into this what seemed like a cloud. In fact, it was a cloud. A storm awan to be exact. There were thousands of of transparent people floating around the cloud. It was grey everywhere and not a large cloud. They could barely alih around without bumping into each other. "The great king Baki has arrived. The storm could pulled apart into nothingness and the people plummeted into another storm cloud. This one was much bigger. Tiny droplets of water decorated it.
The people which I believe are souls fell gracefully around the awan but not coming anywhere near King Baki. King Baki sat to the edge do the awan leaving the middle area wide open. "Attention anda worthless ghost, my kingdom has been built. We all know what this means now." The souls of Nicolai, his son Boris, and the women who over threw them both appeared before the king. They bowed in respect. "I need lebih power. Soon I will rule both The Grey Realm and the Human Realm too. Those are my future plans. I have gathered anda here today to witness history. I will merge myself with the most powerful souls in the Grey Realm. Meet Nicolai."
"I am Nicolai and I over threw everyone. I conquered and defeated all of my enemies. But sadly, I was overthrown sejak Sylvia." Nicolai faced King Baki as he told his story.
"Meet Boris," berkata King Baki.
"I am Boris, son of Nicolai. I have done nothing of the lengths of my father but after being imprisoned sejak Sylvia I grew in strength and intelligence until I was able to kill Sylvia myself. I died of old age." Boris had a smug expression on his face when he mention the killing of Sylvia.
"Meet Sylvia," berkata King Baki.
Sylvia stood much taller then Nicolai and Boris. "I am Sylvia and I created China. I have killed many with pleasure and unfortunately I was killed sejak Boris. I have conquered thousand of lands and have planted many of subjects on many of the worlds land."
"I will merge my strengths with theirs and we will soon rule every realm in existence." Cheers erupted between the souls. Many were forced and others stood still. "Let's begin the merging process. After this, anda miserable subjects will call my new form The One. Let's begin."
"Honey, I think she is awake." berkata my mother.
EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON. JUST MAKE THE BEST OF IT. -Erica
The things going through my mind that hari were not pleasant ones. They were mainly flashbacks. Flashbacks from ancient times but t felt lie it was not very long ago. The first one was lebih of a modern medieval setting. There were towering stone buildings and cobblestone streets. The night sky made the scene even lebih melancholy with its dreadful grey skies and cold rain. It was the perfect scene for a battle. A lofty man wearing a lengthy cost which was covered in bright jewels and beautiful pearls. His golden crown radiated power which was probably what he wanted. He strolled down the jalan followed sejak frail women holding his jubah of the ground. They could barely hold it. Their skinny arms almost collapsing under the weight of the extravagant coat.
The man smiled at each dead person he passed. Some lebih women appeared behind him. They quickly threw the bodies out to sea which was located right beside them. "Now this city will feel the power of Nicolai, their extreme ruler." He grinned deviously at the sight of the battle scene.
"Wake up," demanded Carrie. She splashed my face with. Ore cold water. I started regaining my consciousness but the demon wishing still had lebih for me to witness. "Okay, lets get her to the hospital."
The seterusnya flashback was of Nicolai sitting at his takhta while a young man sat seterusnya to him. Nicolai showed some compassion for the young man but his voice was rough as stones. "My dear Boris," berkata Nicolai. "Soon this tragic kingdom will be yours. If anda are anything like me, anda would restore it to its original structure and then fill it with people who fear you."
"Yes, father," berkata young Boris has he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"Why squirm my boy?" An old women appeared seterusnya to him with his usual afternoon drink. "I bet anda are trying to poison me." Nicolai boomed with laughter at the stun look upon Boris' face. He took one sip of the liquid and Nicolai rolled out his seat.
The old women smiled cruelly at the dead king. "You fool of a king. He didn't try to poison you, I did." The old women ripped her wig off to unveil her glossy blonde hair. "Guards, the young prince has poisoned his father. Attack." Buff guards marched towards Boris. They gripped his thin shoulders and led him to the prison where he would rot forever.
"You traitor guards!" yelled Boris as he was whisk away to he dungeon.
"This is a new era," berkata the woman. "The era of China." The woman smiled as the peasants quickly out signs up with her name on them. The era of China lasted for a long time. It is still alive today.
A tan doctor stood over me. "The pain killers are wearing off. A anda done yet?" There was a sign of urgent in his voice. I just noticed his colleague who stood on the other side of me.
"I am afraid not, sir," berkata the colleague. "We can call nurse Tanner and make him bring some more. If she wakes up in the middle of this surgery, we might have a lawsuit on out hands."
The tan doctor called up the nurse and he sprinted in with a needle and injected it into my arm. I must have blacked out.
The last flashback I had was located into this what seemed like a cloud. In fact, it was a cloud. A storm awan to be exact. There were thousands of of transparent people floating around the cloud. It was grey everywhere and not a large cloud. They could barely alih around without bumping into each other. "The great king Baki has arrived. The storm could pulled apart into nothingness and the people plummeted into another storm cloud. This one was much bigger. Tiny droplets of water decorated it.
The people which I believe are souls fell gracefully around the awan but not coming anywhere near King Baki. King Baki sat to the edge do the awan leaving the middle area wide open. "Attention anda worthless ghost, my kingdom has been built. We all know what this means now." The souls of Nicolai, his son Boris, and the women who over threw them both appeared before the king. They bowed in respect. "I need lebih power. Soon I will rule both The Grey Realm and the Human Realm too. Those are my future plans. I have gathered anda here today to witness history. I will merge myself with the most powerful souls in the Grey Realm. Meet Nicolai."
"I am Nicolai and I over threw everyone. I conquered and defeated all of my enemies. But sadly, I was overthrown sejak Sylvia." Nicolai faced King Baki as he told his story.
"Meet Boris," berkata King Baki.
"I am Boris, son of Nicolai. I have done nothing of the lengths of my father but after being imprisoned sejak Sylvia I grew in strength and intelligence until I was able to kill Sylvia myself. I died of old age." Boris had a smug expression on his face when he mention the killing of Sylvia.
"Meet Sylvia," berkata King Baki.
Sylvia stood much taller then Nicolai and Boris. "I am Sylvia and I created China. I have killed many with pleasure and unfortunately I was killed sejak Boris. I have conquered thousand of lands and have planted many of subjects on many of the worlds land."
"I will merge my strengths with theirs and we will soon rule every realm in existence." Cheers erupted between the souls. Many were forced and others stood still. "Let's begin the merging process. After this, anda miserable subjects will call my new form The One. Let's begin."
"Honey, I think she is awake." berkata my mother.
Ya tell me,
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All hari long, all hari long
What makes anda think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think anda want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do anda act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet anda never liked that when anda were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No lebih time for homework, just sit back and do the things I Cinta to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All hari long, all hari long
What makes anda think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think anda want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do anda act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet anda never liked that when anda were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No lebih time for homework, just sit back and do the things I Cinta to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't hayun, swing me sejak my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if anda destroy me.
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't hayun, swing me sejak my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if anda destroy me.
No matter how much anda wish for lebih it happens like the jam glass time runs out and you'll lung for more.
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test sejak our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test sejak our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
(Verse 1)
I am in Cinta with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
I am in Cinta with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover