kill_you
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Ok here is some of my work tell me what you think of it.
The criplock is a powerful weapon. It can destroy every thing within one thousand miles of it. It was once used to win wars. However the power was too great for the owners own good. They put it in a stone coffin and cemented the top on. Then buried it miles under the ground. Now they hope that no one finds the cursed tool. They even destroyed all evidence that it even existed. They only overlooked one thing... the spirit of the criplock.
10,000 years later
*beep beep beep* Greg swung his hand on top of his alarm to shut it off. He really didn’t feel like getting up. He was only 14 years old but one of the best fighters in the city. He also at times had a six sent about danger. Its usually a cold chill down his back that tells him to stop were he was and turn the other way. As he got out of bed a rubbed his eyes. As he was about to leave his room he saw a note on his door
Dear Greg,
Had an important business call and had to leave early. I’ll be back late. I bout a TV dinners and put them in the fridge for you.
Love dad.
“Typical.†Greg said to himself as he walked down the stair case. He walked into the kitchen and looked in the fridge. There sat 3 TV dinners. “Should I have turkey and peas, macaroni and meatloaf, or chicken and green beans†he said. He reached in and grabbed out the macaroni and meatloaf. Then that feeling ran down his back. He examined the package... there was a hole in the bottom. Poison? He wondered. He heard a sound from the living room. He grabbed a knife and slowly walked in. he kept his back to a wall to avoid being snuck up on. He heard a door slam from the back of the house and ran there so he wouldn’t loose the intruder. He saw someone jump the fence in his back yard. He followed as fast as he could. Then he smelled smoke. He looked behind him to see his house on fire. “Oh beautiful!†he yelled to himself. He couldn’t help wondering who would want him dead this bad. He ran over to his house and saw a guy with a sword in his hand standing in the door way.
“Greg how nice to see you.†The guy smiled.
“What is all this about?†Greg said.
“You have criplock powers. I can’t let you live.†The guy said.
“What the **** are you talking about?†Greg asked.
“You know what I’m talking about don’t play dumb with me.†The guy said. He had a perishing cold shrill down his back that almost made him fall. He heard a scream. It wasn’t a normal scream more like an evil trying to scare you scream. The guy started looking all around him. Greg could scents fare. A dark figure with red blazing eyes appeared.
“no not you criplock.†The guy looked like he was about to cry.
“you will pay.†The figure said. a thing that looked like a bracelet appeared in his hand. It had tones of shinny diamonds on it. A bright light that almost blinded Greg came out of it. He heard a loud scream this scream was the normal no stay away scream followed by a big explosion.
Well that’s all the time I have for today tell me what you think of it.
The criplock is a powerful weapon. It can destroy every thing within one thousand miles of it. It was once used to win wars. However the power was too great for the owners own good. They put it in a stone coffin and cemented the top on. Then buried it miles under the ground. Now they hope that no one finds the cursed tool. They even destroyed all evidence that it even existed. They only overlooked one thing... the spirit of the criplock.
10,000 years later
*beep beep beep* Greg swung his hand on top of his alarm to shut it off. He really didn’t feel like getting up. He was only 14 years old but one of the best fighters in the city. He also at times had a six sent about danger. Its usually a cold chill down his back that tells him to stop were he was and turn the other way. As he got out of bed a rubbed his eyes. As he was about to leave his room he saw a note on his door
Dear Greg,
Had an important business call and had to leave early. I’ll be back late. I bout a TV dinners and put them in the fridge for you.
Love dad.
“Typical.†Greg said to himself as he walked down the stair case. He walked into the kitchen and looked in the fridge. There sat 3 TV dinners. “Should I have turkey and peas, macaroni and meatloaf, or chicken and green beans†he said. He reached in and grabbed out the macaroni and meatloaf. Then that feeling ran down his back. He examined the package... there was a hole in the bottom. Poison? He wondered. He heard a sound from the living room. He grabbed a knife and slowly walked in. he kept his back to a wall to avoid being snuck up on. He heard a door slam from the back of the house and ran there so he wouldn’t loose the intruder. He saw someone jump the fence in his back yard. He followed as fast as he could. Then he smelled smoke. He looked behind him to see his house on fire. “Oh beautiful!†he yelled to himself. He couldn’t help wondering who would want him dead this bad. He ran over to his house and saw a guy with a sword in his hand standing in the door way.
“Greg how nice to see you.†The guy smiled.
“What is all this about?†Greg said.
“You have criplock powers. I can’t let you live.†The guy said.
“What the **** are you talking about?†Greg asked.
“You know what I’m talking about don’t play dumb with me.†The guy said. He had a perishing cold shrill down his back that almost made him fall. He heard a scream. It wasn’t a normal scream more like an evil trying to scare you scream. The guy started looking all around him. Greg could scents fare. A dark figure with red blazing eyes appeared.
“no not you criplock.†The guy looked like he was about to cry.
“you will pay.†The figure said. a thing that looked like a bracelet appeared in his hand. It had tones of shinny diamonds on it. A bright light that almost blinded Greg came out of it. He heard a loud scream this scream was the normal no stay away scream followed by a big explosion.
Well that’s all the time I have for today tell me what you think of it.
