I'm feeling poetic... again

I promise this will be the last time. BTW Rewritten's epic finale is on hiatus, not cancelled.

Birds in the ocean
Fish in the sky
I need to learn how to walk
I was born knowing how to fly
If the world is a lie
What is the truth
It could be within a single blade of grass or a chocolately Babe Ruth...
Mmm... that sounds pretty good actually
I must not get off topic... um... factually
Considering how in my last poem I started talking about a dragon...
You know what? Forget about it
This is my poem so I'll do whatever I want with it
Mutant laser in the sky
The Hunger Games
I turn into a vampire nacho
As the full moon wanes
Indiana Jones is on tv
Unfortunately, I've already seen the movie
I want to finish this poem
So I can eat grapefruit
Goodbye my friends
And fair...um...grapefruit

The Infinite Sadness

I'm feeling poetic I guess...

I stand on a beach
A prison of the mind
The memories washing in with the tide

A wall of pure black stone
The trap of my soul whenever I doze
Creating a hell within my dreams
My life is a nightmare so it would seem

The gate of regret
The guard of pain
I stand under the demon stars
As the full moon wanes...

And then a giant freaking dragon comes out of the night
I fight him with my awesomeness, nerdiness, and might
He creates a lighting bolt
Ya know, like Thor
I say "YOU SUCK"
And he is no more

...

Ok, I got bored. Poetry isn't my style.

Next

After Rewritten is finished (it's almost done!) I'll start my next short story. It'll be called "Sci-Sorcery" and it will be about a magician from King Arthur's time who's transported to the year 3000. I'll probably get you guys a preview soon.

Rewritten Part 7

POW!
Griffin leaned down to the guard he had just taken out. In his hand now was a semi-automatic pistol with 3 magazines. It had the newly implanted SmartAim function that was now popular with handguns because the intelligent auto-aiming allowed for easy and smooth headshots or if you're, as the soldiers call, a "hippie", you could easily shoot someone's leg and effectively disable them. Griffin was a "hippie". He did not believe in killing someone in cold blood. Suddenly, several guards popped out of nowhere armed with machine guns. Griffin immediately shot the guns out of two guards' hands. Gemini "blinked" (transported) behind the guards and quickly knocked out several of them for her power was the ability to phase in out of different realities to "jump" to any place she can imagine. Since she could exist in several realities at once it sometimes seemed like she was in two places at once. Then on of them drew a archillinum knife and stabbed her in the leg. Gemini screeched in pain before blinking back to Griffin. The sight of Gemini hurt awoke something in side of him and, without knowing how, he fired off a blue sphere onto the guilty guard. For a moment nothing happened but then the man started to instantly grow older to an old man, then a baby, then an old man, then a baby... It was almost dizzying to watch.
"How'd you do that?" Gemini whispered.
"I have no idea," Griffin responded. "I always knew I had the power to manipulated time in a small focused area but this, this is something new."

Rewritten Part 6

Mark whispered, "Who sent you here?"
His parents' killer shook his head, "I can't tell you... I can't-"
"WHO SENT YOU HERE!?"
"I will never tell you..."
Mark had the man tied up to a column, "If you don't tell me who sent you here to blow up my house and kill me and my parents, I will throw you off a cliff. Trust me, I have nothing to lose."
"It was... it was... General Taurus"
Mark gasped, "LIAR!"

Rewritten Part 5

Griffin's fingers twitched with anticipation. He and Gemini had been planning the escape for a while. It was much simplified because they could send coded messages with their old names.
"Hey, do you remember that Fear and Sally are moving into apartment 1030? Gemini would say. Griffin would then quickly glance at the clock.
"Oh yeah, I remember that."
The reason they could get by with this was regular contact with friends and family, so "our friends told us" was a plausible excuse for knowledge of the outside world.
Griffin slowly exhaled. Focus, focus, focus, focus...
"Yo, guard. Can I borrow your newspaper?" he yelled.
"Whatever," was the reply.
CRASH!
That was Gemini's part. She was supposed to use her powers of being in two places at once to cause a distraction.
The guard ran off.
Griffin carefully put the newspaper, The New Humanity, in the key hole of his cell. Focus, focus, focus, focus...
He slowly forced the paper back through time. Focus, focus, focus, focus...
POP!
The New Humanity had been turned into a piece of wood that had conveniently been shaped like the key for his jail cell. Perfect.
Moments later, Gemini had teleported out of her cell and they were both free. Now all they needed to do was leave the jail. Easier said then done.

Rewritten Part 4

Blood was sprayed across the floor of the mansion. Mark couldn't believe his eyes.
"No. NO! NO! NOOOOOoooo..."
He sobbed. "Why? Who killed my parents? I will find him, and I will..."
"You don't have to look far."
"GO AWAY! GET THE HEALERS! THEY'RE DEAD! DON'T STAND AR-ound... How the hell did you get into this house?"
"I'm the murderer."
The killer was tall and muscular. In his hand was a military brand Harter 99712. Mark knew what it was all too well. The Harter launched a rocket-like round that would electrify the victim's body and then fire a poisonous needle into its heart. Mark learned about it from military school.
"Th-that weapon you're holding can only be used by the military."
"I am from the military. I've come to kill you and anyone in my way, Pendragon."
He said the last word like a disease. Mark couldn't believe his ears. His parents' death temporarily forgotten, he whispered, "M...m...me?"
"Yes, you. Be ready to die."
KABOOM!
The round streaked toward Mark. Then he changed. Later, Mark would forget how it happened. It was like suddenly, he knew what to do. He changed his density to that of diamond.
KER-KLUNK!
The missile bounced of his chest and exploded on the ground. The killer gasped. Something inside of Mark ignited.
"I hate you. My family was innocent, but you gave them no mercy. I shall give you none also."

Rewritten Update

Part 4 is in the making and I have edited Part 1, so you might want to reread it because of one important detail that I changed.

Rewritten Part 3

Mark Sagittarius never wanted to a Pendragon, didn't want to rewrite the Code, didn't want to defy the software program that somehow dictated the universe from a giant metal sattelite. It was 5012 AD, and Earth had been turned into a giant farm, most humans lived on Mars or space bases. The few that did live on Earth were all VIP's like Mark's father, Jacob Sagittarius, who was an ArcBall player.
ArcBall.
One of the last forms of entertainment for humans. Now it was mainly work, work, work. It was boring, but it was safe. One more accident... it could be the end of humanity. The last time one happened, trillions were killed.
A virus, Xsparta, was unknowingly released into one of the six "chambers" of the Code. Needless to say, the effects were terrifying.
ArcBall.
A high speed cross between fencing and basketball. Zero G Speeders, Force ArcSpheres, and NRG Sabers. Two teams tried to score into one of their opponent's three goals.
It was noisy.
It was dangerous.
It made life worthwhile.
It also made you a victim of tabloids and gossip. That was the one reason Mark didn't follow in his father's footsteps. Nor his mother's for that matter. She was a ballet dancer. Do you need anymore explaining?
No.
Mark wanted to be a soldier: defending humanity, guarding the *President, all that jazz. He had already enrolled into a military school space base.
He was a pretty good soldier.
Now he was coming home after a long day of training.
The guy at the exit of the Particle Express, a machine designed to break up human life forms into atoms and launch them across space and time, offered Mark a revival pill; Partical Express travel nauseated most people. Mark didn't need one. After being in the military for so long, he was much stronger than most people. He waved his hand, No.
The guy shook his head, "Taking them pills is nodda choice, Kiddo. Ya gotta take it. 'Less ya wanna argue with the government."
Mark winced at the slang. Soldiers were tough but still educated.
"Fine. Fine."
He accepted two pills and swallowed them both whole. No water. No nothing. Another part of being a soldier.

Minutes later he was roaring down the SkyRailroad to his father's "shack"; truth be told, it was more like a "mansion".
That's when Mark's world shattered.


*In 5012 AD, the President of humanity was merely a very good speaker and public image. Their actual role in the government was diminutive. The people who really ran the show was a group of intellegent men and women called "The Hands".





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Rewritten Part 2

Gemini was screaming.
"YOU CAN'T KEEP ME HERE! YOU DEMONS! DEMONS!"
Griffin sighed, "Gemini, it's too late. Go insane all you want, but they can and will keep us here. Freaks. That's what we are. They've actually up with a new name for us: Pendragons. You get it? We've rewritten the Code, PENdragons."
Gemini calmed down. It had been three months since they were captured and put into a prison. She and Griffin hadn't tried to rewrite the code. More like the code rewrote itself. Not that it mattered. Gemini leaned back against a cold stone wall- banging on the cell bars had wore her out- and thought back to that day. She and Griffin were best friends,they went by Fear (Griffin) and Sally (Gemini). At the time, the Code had less security: only two guards. Some people were even allowed to view the Code. That's where the school went for a field trip. Only, everything went wrong. While the class went on, Fear and Sally stared at the Code, transfixed. Suddenly, in a burst of light, the two were transfered into who knows what. Sally started blinking in and out of reality and Fear was growing older and younger at alarming rates. One of the guards pulled out a tranquilizer gun. Then everything went dark. Next thing they knew Sally and Fear were in seperate cells. They changed their names. The only entertainment was talking to each other. The only connection to the outside world was borrowing one of the prison guards' newspapers or limited contact with family and friends. It was living Hell and they both knew it.






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Blog Stories!

Hey guys! I will now be writing parts of short stories on my blog. Here's the first one. It's called Rewritten and it's about the future where people can rewrite the laws of nature.

Part 1.

"He's bended the law."
"What? The book is safe!"
"The code! Not the 'book' you idiot!"
"Sorry, I meant the code."
"No matter. What's important is that he's managed to change the laws while the code is still under heavy security."
"Yeah... what can he do?"
"He can change his form of matter and density."
"What do you mean?"
"He can turn from a solid to a liquid to a gas."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Also, he can make new matter."
"In what form?"
"He can clone himself: An army of living weapons."
"Dang... so is he dangerous?"
"We haven't confirmed. We do know he's powerful. We're dispatching a team to hunt him down and kill him."
"Harsh. We're the military, I mean, we're supposed to protect the people not destroy them."
"Hey, it's a kid who can potentially take over the galaxy. One kid or trillions of innocent people."