Circle Of Love, Destiny & Choices.

Circle Of Love, Destiny & Choices.

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Genre: Fantasy

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Fantasy

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I've always admired Penelope, a beautiful girl who lived in my neighbourhood. Just as things begin to fall into place, and I started developing feelings for her, I'm taken away from her.
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Summary

I've always admired Penelope, a beautiful girl who lived in my neighbourhood. Just as things begin to fall into place, and I started developing feelings for her, I'm taken away from her.

Chapter1 (v.1) - The Dream

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: May 05, 2017

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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It was a very hot chase! The gap was too close for me to attempt seeing the face of my chaser. ''You think you can run away from me forever?'' the chaser asked. I kept running, too scared to say anything, too weak to turn back to see his face, and no courage or strength whatsoever to put up a fight. I felt sharp excruciating pain, yet, I kept running. The pain was increasing in venom, and I knew I couldn't last longer. My chaser seemed to notice my discomfort and laughed at me. ''Its up Chris, give it up!''. He knew my name. That scarred the hell outta me the more. To say I was freaked out beyond imaginations was an understatement, I was dying within me. Hot sweat trickled down my neck. My face was covered with perspiration. My breathing was becoming increasingly rapid, my heartbeat was palpitating. Then, I started praying within me to the Almighty. 'Take care of Kelvin' 'Take care of Stephanie for me' 'Give to Penelope, a good man that'll take good care of her' 'Forgive me of my sins' 'Protect my family from this killer that wants to kill me'. I muttered within me. Having said those prayers, I was ready to face my death. With the strength left in me, I turned to face my chaser. He seemed to have anticipated the move as he also stopped in his tracks. '' Oh! You wanna fight me?'' he asked smiling. A smile that didn't extend to his lips. '' Who are you and what do you want from me?'' I asked taking a few steps backward. '' Hmmm! Lets just say I'm doing what ought to have been done a long time ago'' '' Why do you wanna hurt me?'' I was crying now. '' Hahahahahaha! I thought you were a tough guy with the way you ran, not knowing you're nothing but a chicken, a one legged chicken!'' he mocked. While he was talking, I had scanned the environment to see if I could find a possible escape route or a weapon to fight with. Alas! There was none! ''Say goodbye to Lucifer when you get there''. I was prepared for the worst. Whichever angle I looked at it from, I was gonna die. Die for a reason not known to me. Killed by who? No idea! My chaser was putting on a mask, so I couldn't make out the outline of his face or anything that'll give me a clue as to who he is. '' Can I see your face?'' I asked '' Oh! I see! You're more concerned about seeing my face. Well, not to worry. I'll do just that''. The mask was tied to both ears. He shifted it backwards and then yanked it off, cutting the tiny rope adjoining both ends together. What I saw next sent me into a state of ephemeral comatose! He had no eyes, nose, or mouth only ears! I was freaked out beyond measures. ''Jesus Christ!'' I screamed. '' Well, I guess you're gonna have to scream louder, with what I'm gonna do to you now''. He said as he moved foward. I was expecting the worst. I looked up to see where the words were coming out from. Obviously, he had no mouth. So there must be some medium he uses for talking. I saw his ears vibrating. He talked through his ears! That could only mean one thing, he breathes, sees, and talks with only one sense organ __ his ears! This latest revelation was too much for me to comprehend. I turned to run, but had barely ran five metres when I inadvertently kicked a stone. The stone was nothing like I've ever seen before. Shiny like a diamond, slippery as an eel, and as hard as a rock. I fell on my stomach. The pains which I felt in my ankles had resurfaced and here I was, at the mercy of my predator. The shorts I was putting on had sagged while the shirt had ridden upwards, leaving my buttocks exposed as well as my back. Considering those were the two parts I received flogging during my younger days, I knew whipping wouldn't be outta the equation. The predator had moved closer to me. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the worst. Ten seconds, twenty seconds, a minute, two minutes, three minutes had gone, yet, I felt nothing, absolutely nothing! I turned to see the predator staring brazenly at my partly exposed buttocks! He brought out a sword from the shealth tied around his waist. It was shiny, and I could feel its sharpness and edginess piercing through me already. He brought the sword down after lifting it up into my anal opening. I shrieked in pain! He pushed it further, slicing my sphinscter muscle apart causing me unfathomable pangs of pain. He pushed it further down before pulling out. It was coated with my blood. I was gradually dying, and knew it was a matter of when, not if I'll give up the ghost. He used his heavy leather boots to turn me in a way that my chest was facing him. I knew what was coming, and willingly accepted it. '' Goodbye, Christopher Daniels'' he said in his deep barritone voice, with smokes now emnating from his ear. I felt the pungent and powerful smell of ammonia, and then, he came upon me with the sword again, this time, to my heart as its sharpness pierced through me.


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