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The Waiting Game, Part IIII
Part IIII, I’d Rather See My Nightmare’s than My Memories
“I just...I've seen so many things go wrong, Shepard. My work at C-Sec, what happened with Sidonis. I just want things to go right, just once
The two brought their heads closer together, as if even gravity itself was pulling them together. Garrus brought his hand up to Shepard’s cheek, gently tracing his finger down it. He did it in an almost cautious manner, as if he was scared his finger would cause her to bleed.
For a few moments they stayed like that, enjoying the closeness of one another. Feeling their heartbeats, their breath, just each other’s presence.
“Things are going to go right Garrus” Shepard said, her voice barely going above the murmur. “But first you need to wake up”
What? “What did you say?!”
“Wake up Garrus”
Garrus woke up with a start, his eyes shooting open. Another d
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Literature
The Wating Game, Part III
Part III, Who Says Everyone Has Responsibilities?
The emotions felt after the war were often strange, confusing thing sometimes. You live in a world of either shock that it’s actually over, happiness that it is over, relief that you no longer have to fight and sadness or mourning over those who gave their lives in order to make this war a victory. Often you feel all of them all at the same time. Then things get confusing and the one thing you really end up wondering is well…
What now?
That was probably one of the many conflicting emotions Garrus was going through at this moment in time. Not that he wasn’t glad the war was over, spirits no. That damn war took far too many lives, good lives.
It was just that now he didn’t quite know what to do and frankly, it was making him bored.
“Officer Vakarian, the Primarch has requested to see you”
No, not that…
That was the 7th time at least this week that Victus had asked Garrus to meet him
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Literature
The Wating Game, Part II
Part II, I’m awake but not quite here
90 days since the reapers had been defeated
87 days since Shepard’s body was found
51 days since the major relays were repaired
44 days since the Normandy came home
And only 7 days since Garrus and Shepard were reunited. Well physically anyway.
That was probably the bit that hurt the most. The fact that Shepard was right next to him, yet completely unaware of his existence or even the world around her. Locked in her own mind, unable to move or even function without help from those goddamn machines hooked up to her body.
“You can’t sit here all day Garrus” Liara told him for what seemed like the 100th time this week. “You need to get out a bit”
That’s easier said than done…
“I know Liara, it’s just…” Garrus started
“Listen, being in this room all day and night will only worsen your mood, you need to get out, find something to take your mind off things,
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Literature
The Wating Game, Part I
The End?

The Reapers are gone…
The War is won….
The Reapers are gone…
The War is won…
Over and over, Garrus repeats these words over in his head like a cycle. But not because he can’t believe. No, he always knew Shepard could do it, he always had faith in her, never once did he doubt her abilities.
He repeats these words because no matter how hard he tries, he can’t feel happy. Not without her.
They found her body…
She’s in a bad condition, Less than 50% chance of her survival, even less for a full recovery.
When he finally was granted clearance to see her, Garrus did not expect what he saw.
The first thing he noticed was how awfully clinical the room was, there was no air, no colour, just this white room, her bed and what looked like hundreds of machines hooked up to her body keeping her alive, keeping her breathing.
He then noticed her body. For a moment, he could not recognise the woman
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Literature
O'Children
O’ Children
There was a variety of things in Shepard’s life which could go in the list of the things she hated. Cerberus and the Illusive Man, the ignorance of the council, the husks, and of course the Reapers. All these are true, she did hate them, with a passion, however the one thing that Shepard hated more than anything, the one thing she despised, was the silence.
When things were silent, that’s when her mind was left to wonder, to think back at all the death and destruction which had taken place. On a battlefield, where bullets are whizzing past and the sounds of bombs and gunfire are endless, there is no time to think, just react. Even when not on the battlefield, when just simply talking to squad mates and crew, it was all a distraction to allow her to stay focused and not allow her mind to drift.
However, when the late hours of the day came, and the last reports were done, there in the silence of the Normandy, her mind starts to wonder. Every death, ev
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Literature
Unwanted, Uncalled For and Life Changing, Ch 8
Chapter 8, The Little Things Give You Away
If anything, guilt had been the thing that hit Optimus the most. The pounding feeling of guilt, anger and fear as he realised Sam had been captured by the Decepticons. One of his worst fears relived once again.
“Optimus, the Decepticons are retreating!” Ironhide called out to the Autobot leader. Optimus nodded in acknowledgement “Autobots fall back!”As the Autobots began to fall back, Optimus commed Ratchet to find out if Sam and Mikaela were alright and more importantly, alive.
“Ratchet, how are the children?” there wasn’t an immediate reply, but when he did, an unease practically resonated through the line.
“Mikaela is... alright” Ratchet finally responded
“And what about Sam?” Another silence
“He hasn’t returned” This time it was Optimus who didn’t answer. A surge of fear hit Optimus like a tonne of rocks; he frantically opened the bond betwe
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Literature
It Doesn't Have to Be This Way
Right now, this very minute perhaps, someone, somewhere, in a country you might not have even heard about is being either oppressed, arrested, or even killed just because of the colour of their skin, their sexuality, or even what they think.
You think about this, and it’s hard to comprehend, because right now, for you, you don’t have that worry that you and your family might get killed for what you think or what you look like. And you take that for granted, because you have that freedom.
But about 80 years ago, this would not be the case. Imagine, Europe is war-torn, in ruins, little hope remains. The Nazis have made their appearance known and threaten the take over all of Europe. Poland has fallen, Austria has fallen, France has fallen, and even Russia seems to be facing the same fate. Britain, a tiny country across the channel fight for their very existence to stop themselves falling under Nazi rule.
Now imagine, you are living through this, you and your family are living
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Literature
What Stories Can Do
What Stories Can Do
The year was 5005, the 51st century dawned a new age and the fourth great bountiful human empire. A race that stretched out across the stars. New species had been discovered and entire civilisations met and connected. New treaties, new governments formed, and a sense of unity spurred out across the galaxy. Trade across the stars had meant new technology, new prospects for all, and a sense of connection that had never been before. No longer did humanity live in fear, ignorant of their own little world. No longer did the human race live alone in the universe. And honestly it couldn’t be better. For once, a peace and harmony was at last achieved. And although threats were still there, the human race was, for once, defended.
Who knew that a single action would cause all of this? A single action of trust between two races would be the catalyst to cause an entire race to spread its wings and soar across the stars.
“What are you, like, an alien or som
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Literature
Unwanted, Uncalled For and Life Changing, Ch 7
Chapter 7, Under Grey Hope
Pain, that’s all he could feel, nothing but the endless pounding in his head. And he was falling, just continually falling through an empty void. The voices of the outside world becoming more and more distant, Sam tried to call out to them, but efforts proved futile as his body would not allow him to move. It just fell, more and more into the unknown void that awaited him.
Sam could have been falling for hours, or at least it felt like. Finally the falling sensation came to a stop and he was able to regain some sort of control on his body. After composing himself, he took a moment to observe his surrounding; struggling to his feet, Sam got up and started to walk around the place.
The place was strange, it felt like he was at a cliff edge, except there was no grass, no sky, no sea, everything was just white, different shades of white. Yet the place definitely seemed to resemble a cliff, the different shades showing the breaks of the surroundings,
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Literature
My Mask
I'm so tired, tired of pretending, tired of faking every emotion, every mood, every fucking smile.
I try to act happy, to act as if I'm completely oblivious to what is really happening, to act like I don't care. But I do.
I hate it how the things in my life I used to enjoy have no turned into poison, pushing a weight harder and heavier on my chest, to the point where I can no longer breath.
I wish I could revert time, change things that I should not have done, undo the past. But I know that is mere fairy wish, and fairy tales do not come true.
I can feel myself disappearing, people talk through me, not at me. People hearing me, not noticing me. I can see myself fading away from existence, knowing that when I disappear completely, no-one would look twice.
I can feel myself reverting, as of time was going backwards, and I turn back into the lost, lonely child I once was. No-one to talk to, no-one to hold my hand, only my imagination to keep me company. My only solace being in my own litt
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Literature
Unwanted, Uncalled For and Life Changing, Ch 6
Chapter 6, Cyber Dreams
Fear, and guilt, that’s all that he was feeling, that’s all that Sam could feel swarming around him, like snakes worming all up and down his gut. A thick gulp fell down his throat.
“Sam” Mikaela spoke; warning and slight fear tinged in her voice, Sam knew she was deadly serious, there were no room for lies, now the truth had to be let out.
Gingerly, Sam breathed in, held it then let out a long sigh,
“I had a dream, well not really a dream, more of a nightmare, a really vivid nightmare...” Sam started, a shudder running down his back as his thoughts fell back to the dream.
“I was in a city, a futuristic, distant city; I didn’t know where I was... I was scared for sure though, that’s one thing I knew”
Mikaela listened intently as he told her his vision; she saw his fear in his eyes, but at the same time she couldn’t help but to curious
Why would Sam’s dream be about the Autobots, I thou
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Literature
Forever and Always
Forever and Always
Mikaela was not one to believe in love, she had never thought that such a thing could exist. She had so many bad relationships, witnessed and experienced so many broken hearts that the idea to love just faded away.
That was until, fate decided to change that...
In a single instant, her life changed right before her eyes. One moment being tangled in an abusive relationship, to suddenly being thrust into an alien war along with the most unlikely of people. She didn’t have to join, she had a choice, she could have run away and never looked back...
“Fifty years from now when you look back at your life, don’t you want to say you had the guts to get in that car?”
But she didn’t, she followed Samuel Wittwicky and Bumblebee and walked right into the alien war. And frankly, it was best decision she had ever made.
It was dangerous, it wasn’t quiet, there were countless time were she could have died, but it was worth it. After a
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Literature
Unwanted, Uncalled For and Life Changing, Ch 5
Chapter 5, Walking through Nightmares
Having to slowly starting coming to terms with this new change for just under a month, Sam soon came to realise that being the ambassador of a load of alien robots had, like all jobs, its responsibilities.
The biggest one was ensuring to all high military powers of the world that the Autobots were not a threat the human race. This proved easier said than done with mechs like Mudflap and Skids, the demolition experts. Hard to convince military officials that giant robots are friendly and safe when only a mere few hours ago, an explosion destroyed most of the east side of the base.
Prowl even suggested to have the twins locked up the brig until Autobots and humans lived peacefully side by side.
Unfortunately Optimus denied that request before Sam even had a chance to respond.
Adding onto this, Sam soon found out that military men were not easily convinced, if Sam was to even stand a chance of being able to talk to higher world powers, he would
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Literature
The End's Illusion, Chapter 2
Chapter 2, Let It Burn.
Since the beginning Inuyasha knew the outcome of this was going to be bad. There was no arguing over the fact that demons were brutal but one this cunning was something completely abnormal, and dangerous.
An overwhelming possessiveness hit him the moment he was back in the present. His first instinct was to check if Kagome by his side, which she wasn’t. Inuyasha’s eyes expanded and his entire body leapt up in panic. He whipped his head around searching through the evergreen of Timberwood Forest - between the tree and hidden in the leaves, but still, there was no sign of the young girl.
Inuyasha remembered watching the scene change. Stun and confusion littered his mind. He saw Kagome look down at the man she just saved, then back at him as if trying to tell them apart. Her features shifted from relief, and even a glimmer of happiness - into mortal terror. Kagome cried out his name, her voice full of anguish piercing his heart. At the same time
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Literature
Soul Eater Request, The Kiss
Soul Eater Request, Death the Kid/OC
The Kiss

It was another day in Shibusen, the sun burned intensely in the sky above. In the courtyard, an intense fight was taking place. But this fight wasn’t your usual fight to the death; no this was more a fight to be the best!
All had taken part, both weapons and Meisters. The recent match included Maka and Soul versus Black Star and Tsubaki. To say it was an intense fight would be an understatement.
Now, it was Death the Kid’s turn, Pati and Liz transformed into their weapon forms as Kid took a hold of them swiftly, waiting for his opponent to arrive. He waited with somewhat impatience, for his opponent to enter the court. Not that he was nervous, of course, why would he?
Finally, after some endless minutes, his opponent made it to the courtyard, to his slight surprise, it was Brina, her hair flowed gently as she stepped onto the court. Her two weapons, Adrian and Jesse Carrow, transformed beside her and landed swiftly in her
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I have started writting again and I'm going to try and write a little bit each night instead of doing all in one go like I did, so we'll see how that goes.
I've got some Mass Effect ideas I want to play with and see how they go. As well as some for Transformers and The Last of Us. 

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RED-COBRA Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
H-hello, how are you?
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Hey, long time no see! How have you been?
I've been doing well :)
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Things have been...hrm, ok?  Somewhat stressful but y'know, that's life sometimes.
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Yep, life can be a bitch sometimes. But you can either sit and complain about it or you can do something about it :)
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Oh wow it has been a while! How have you been? 
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I'm doing well. I'm at uni now so I'm busy with assigments and things. Exciting stuff. 
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