Remember, start at my fist blog (bottom) then work your way to the top.
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Monday, August 21, 2006
World War Three: rebellion
Ch.2
When I awoke, I was lying on a old rug. I guessed it was supposed to be a bed. I tried to get up, or at least onto my knees. I lifted my head and pain shot throughout my body. I screamed into the stale air, my echo rang out through the sewers caverns. Even the scream sent a shot of agony through my head and chest.
"You know the pain might stop if you just shut up," a voice said. The voice was ruff, like all it wanted to do is beat up someone. I strained my eyes to look for the voice, trying to ignore the pain.
"Did we really have to drug him, I mean, he did save me out there. I don't think it was necessary," another voice said. This one was a female voice, and by what she said, it was the girl about my age who I helped out in the streets.
"I don't know if he should join us.He looks too young to be any help," this voice I couldn't identify, it was young, but older than me.
Some one leaned in front of me. It was the girl, her brown hair fell out of place from her ponytail. Her green eyes were covered with some of her hair. She brushed it back behind her ear, "Oh look, he's awake," she said.
"Hi," I whispered, wincing in pain, which just caused more pain. "I'm Jake Mayde."
"Hello Jake", she said, her voice soft," I'm Madison Keal, just call me Maddy."
With renewed strength I got up. Leaning against the wall, I looked around. And froze.
Two pistols were aimed at my head and one at my chest...
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Saturday, August 19, 2006
SilverBlade
The sword gleamed as it went through into her stomach, coming out through her back. The sword leamed red from the blood. The screamed echoed out through the castle as her last breathe. The knight pulled the sword out and put it in it's scabbard. The knight walked away swiftly to get out of sight. The murder took a total of 30 seconds. The cut off of the right hand to let the blood pour out, then the sword slides cleanly through into stomach.
There was a puddle of blood at her feet, her one and only son ran up to her. His tears streamed down his face, his eyes red from dryness. He stayed there crying, the blood staining his clothes. Foot steps rang throught the castle as the queen and king ran to the boy, dragging him away from the crime scene.
I jerked awake, sweat covering me body. I sighed, it was only a dream. A dream from a dark past. The knight, Sir Vence, still sat with the knights of the round table, hiding this horrible secret from the world. I, Davin, tried to tell them all, but they wouldn't listen.
"Well, I'll show them the truth," I said aloud to no one in particular. "I'll make them see!"
Find out what will happen next to out knight-wanna-be
World War Three: Rebellion
"Their bombing New York!"I ran for my life. A bomb exploded not 100 feet away from me, the force threw me into a car. Through the agony of pain, I got up and kept on running. The screams of terror nearly brought tears to my eyes. Millions of people dying. I thought,"How could China do a thing like this, killing millions of people, just for power!"
I'm Jake Mayde, a 15 year old who is caught in World War Three. I am strong for a 15 year old and fast, too. I have brown eyes and brown hair to match. I have a athletic body, tall and strong. I want to kill the Chinese general who had planned this, just for my revenge and thousands of others.
I was running down Broadway Street when I saw a girl about my age trying to run away from the bombings, but something was wrong with her foot. It was dragging on the road as she tried to run. I knew what I had to do.
I ran to her and scooped her up into my arms. I carried her, struggling against the weight. She pointed to a manhole, blown open during the bombings. She yelled something to me, but the noise of the bombings was too loud for me to hear anything.
I went to the manhole and tried to lower her into it. As I was lowering her down there, some one pushed me and I fell into it. My knee hit the floor first and pain shot through my whole body. I looked over at the girl, she laid crumpled on the ground, unconscious. The last thing I saw was a rugged face looking down at me, before I blacked out.
to be continued...
That's what I have now, wait for the next update on Jake Mayd!

