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FLOODGATE TERROR Chapter 1FLOODGATE TERROR Chapter 1 by *OrionSTARB0Y
FLOODGATE TERROR
A City of Villains Fan-Fiction Story by Orion Petitclerc
CHAPTER 1:
A PAIR OF ROGUE ACES
“I’ve dealt with many Arachnos Rogues before, but nothing comes close to the two of you,” Matthew Burke remarked. “I hate dealing with Arachnos all together, but I think we may have something in common, you and me.” The mercenary did not avert his eyes for a second from the pair of dark-blue and cyan once-Arachnos couple.
“I honor your—uneasiness—with the Arachnos and I want to assure you, we are no longer affiliated with the brain-washed hollows that call themselves ‘honorable soldier
"Killing Me Softly" story"Killing Me Softly" story by *OrionSTARB0Y
Orion Petitclerc
Period 5
Killing Me Softly
11/29/07
Lauryn ached inside from keeping the tears back. Her skin stung from the bitter wind that blew across her body as she looked over the railing of the bridge to the raging ice-blue river below. It had to be a good 215 foot drop, and even after everyone noticed and informed the officials, her body would be long gone down the river and out into the ocean.
It had been three months since she was let go from the job of her dreams, and no other employer even looked her way. Then two weeks ago her boyfriend who she had dated for almost three years and had proposed to her just three days be
My Inner UniverseMy Inner Universe by *OrionSTARB0Y
Petitclerc 1
Orion Petitclerc
November 21, 2007
English 4
Significant Place Final Draft
At first, it was dull. Just another blank space in the ocean of blank spaces, void of definition, void of excitement. This place was normal, as normal as the pebble at the beach. And then there was a ripple in the pond of white noise. The first impression in the void; a shadow loomed, a shadow of change. I had picked up a crayon and started doodling. Color flooded to the corners of the void, dissolving at the invisible barriers. This place started to expand, started to illuminate with many colors, and soon became populated with figures that
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