I am unsure if I will write on this blog for a while so please check out my other blog at twoface-joker.blogspot.com!

Potter puppet pals

Snape's dairy is so funny I love it!

No!!!

Got braces on a couple weeks ago it hurts!

Chapter 12

The huge black creature had destroyed the gate. It was twenty feet above Stan's small round face. It lifted up a large decaying fist to the castle roof. Swinging down to Stan. Who ducked out of the way. Slashing out at it, Cutting off a finger the size of himself. It roared in rage squinting its large blood red eyes. Large shapeless figures grew out of the ground inches from him.
The dark blue outlines of a human turned on him swinging a large curved blade towards him. He parred with his own blade. Striking it in where he thought what was the chest. It went through like stabbing air. The figure vanished in a puff of black smoke reappearing next to the others.
Stan charged them slicing through mid air. Trying for minutes he gave up. Turning his attention back to the beast. Running he cut a leg clean off. The giant staggered and flew howling in pain. The beast vanished in a puff of black smoke as well.
"Stan watch yourself I can't help you." Splitter yelled to him
"S-Splitter look out, behind you!" Stan yelled at him
He whirled but a moment to late. A large troll clubbed him over the head. Splitter Rolled over knocked out.
"NO!" Stan roared, raising his sword at the troll.
It swung it's giant rocky club barring down on him. He glanced around seeing a large wooden crate frozen in position opposite of him. He slithered to it quick like. The struck the crate smashing it into splinters. He stood and hacked at the trolls arm. It took ten or more swings to cut it to being a dangling limb. The troll tried unsuccessfully to lift the destroyed limb. It aimed a kick at him drilling him square in the chest. Knocking the wind out of him.
He was sent sprawling releasing the long sharp sword. It clattered to the floor. Stan struggling to breath lifted himself up stretching out at the blade. The troll stamped on it hard, missing his finger-tips by a centimeter. He rolled yet again trying to raise himself up. He felt something hard smash onto his foot. The next moment there was an earsplitting snap followed by a crunch.
"AHHHHH!" Stan screamed out in pain, his foot became unbearably painful. Stinging as if a thousand knife were jabbing into his foot and tingling up his leg. Stan tried desperately to wrench the foot from him. The troll raised it's nasty club swinging down at him.

Chapter 11

Splitter leaped forward swinging his sword towards the oncoming goblins. Glam joined cutting down three goblins in a fluid motion. Stan ran at Barney who still was lying face down of the castle stones.
Stan slowly rolled him over. A piece of the gate stuck in his chest. Three deep gashes running through his right cheek. Sleed sprinted to Stan.
"You need to move or start fighting Stan!" He said breathing hard dark stains on his coat.
"Are you hurt?" Stan asked
"No, goblin blood." Sleed responded
Stan stood and ran at the closest goblin. Withdrawing his sword and swinging. The goblin parried his blow knocking him flat. He raised his curved blade into the air. A shining white blade thrust through his chest. Scazm took the blade from the goblins heart.
"Don't attack the goblins with the red patch on it's arm. They are the captains, worst kind of goblin." He said thrusting behind him killing another goblin. As he did so fifty more goblins rushed in.
Standing Stan rush a smaller goblin with a blue and white patch. It swung missing Stan's head by inches. He swung sideways slicing it's head clean off. It toppled over to his feet. His sword started to gleam.
He ran again and his hacking and slicing through goblins. Before he stopped running he had cut down six goblins. Stan stood before a goblin with red patch. It growled and rushed him blade raised. He parred and jabbed through his gut.
"Wow!" Splitter said to him loudly
"Don't ask, I don't know." Stan responded
"You activated the sword, how?" He asked
"I killed a goblin and it glowed." Stan said back to him
When he said this there was a rumble. A great beast destroyed the whole gate and including the top. It was fifteen feet tall. Slowly moving to his position. It was heavily built wielding a spiked club. Swung down at Stan.

OW!!

Got braces on Wednesday of last week. I have been waking up at two in the mourning almost every night. If you are getting braces on anytime soon just know that you are not alone. Also know that the only thing that hurts about braces is getting the anchor's on.

Harry Potter and the half blood prince

Harry Potter 6 is very well thought out even if it is missing some details. It is very well done and funny. I liked this movie a lot. I can't wait until the seventh movie comes out. I hope it won't miss details. Bye

Star Trek Review

Wow! This movie is amazing! The special effects are outstanding. It takes you on a mission with Captain Kirk. It pulled me into the movie in the first minutes! It will seem to take you into the movie and on the voyage. Very well done by the cast and all who helped out in this incredible show! I was able to see this show twice. I love it! They crew made the ships and all the computers so incredible. I couldn't believe how good this movie was!

Chapter 10

The roar of the monsters drowned out the calls of his companies. All at once a huge figure rose out of the ground twenty feet from the castle.
"If you wish to live surrender the boy!" The creature screamed at them
"We will protect him and this castle until death!" Splitter yelled back
"Then, you have sealed your fate." It said, shrinking back into the earth
The rose up again but this time it was by Dem The Great. It seemed to be talking to him. He pointed to Stan. It was followed by a blood curdling horn blast. The first rank of what looked like goblins marched forwards, towards the castle.
Another horn blast followed by to short blasts rose into the air. The goblins broke out into a sprint.
"Stan lets move, now!" Splitter's voice rang out
He spun on his heels and ran after Splitter. Running through a hallway by his room. Splitter stopped by the huge metal door next to his room.
"I was wondering what is in there." Stan blurted out
"It is the tower. We keep all are weapons and things in here. Pull that sting over there." Splitter said rummaging though a small bookshelf. Stan pulled the nearly invisible string. There was a creak and the metal door swung open. Splitter ran in and came out before Stan could move.
"Pull it again. That's it." He said, Stan yanked on the string and the door slammed shut, locks clicking in place. Splitter started running off again. Struggling to keep up Stan rounded a corner and into the same room had first laid eyes on.
Glam, Cashek, Splitter, and Barney were already there. Wielding a longsword in the right hand Splitter handed out weapons. Glam the first received a large battle axe. Cashek next in command got a small dagger and a bow and arrows. Lastly Barney acquired a curved short sword.
All wore identical robes. Long and torn at the bottom, with a symbol of a dragon blowing fire at a knight. One half of the robe had blue streaks going down and the other with red streaks. Glam's dark brown hair and eyes glittered in the raising sun.
"To the front gate!" Glam yelled
"Hey, don't I get robes and a sword?" Stan asked
"No, you have the sword of destiny and the robes kalsar the mystical wizard." Splitter responded
"Oh, okay." Stan said quietly
"Now, lets go kill us some monsters!" He yelled running out of the room
"More running can't we walk." Stan said to himself running after Splitter
Stan ran to the the front gate were of course everyone else was. Holding the gate closed Glam kept yelling in that silly language. While everyone else tried without luck to bar it shut. Stan sat dumb founded as the goblin' swords pushed thought gate.
"Stan move over there the goblins will be thought at any moment." Cashek yelled pointing at a large stack of bricks.
Stan walked over to the bricks watching to see the first goblin go down. Out of nowhere a loud bang rattled the gate. Two more hits slammed into the gate. There was a loud 'crack' and gate tumbled to the floor, sending Glam sprawling.
The attack on The Great Castle had begun.

Chapter 9

Stan into Ren's face thinking. What if he was just mislead. He took the thought out of his head right then. Ren had tried to kill him, with magic. The language Ren kept yelling seemed familiar to him. It sounded like he was saying "die" in the language.
The ground did explode when he was dodging. It had looked like a ray.
"Maybe, I can use the spell." He said to himself "Die!"
There was a spark but nothing else. He starred down at his hand, willing it to do something better. He looked up to see Ren's body vanish. He glared at the spot and hopped he was seeing things. After blinking a couple times, it was still gone. He remembered the walkie-talkie lying on the table.
"Splitter, Glam. Does anyone hear me!" He yelled into the mouth piece
"Stan, is that you?" A voice responded
"Yes, I am in the Keep and need help." Stan said, trying to stay calm.
"I will be down in a moment." The voice said
Glam appeared moments later. Behind him emerged Barney and Cashek. The triplet ran at him.
"What happened, nothing seems wrong." Barney asked glancing around.
"Ren attacked me a minute ago." Stan responded
"Where is he then." Cashek asked
"His body vanished in thin air." He said
Glam yelled something in a different language. Pacing and yelling Glam, stopped and starred at the doorway.
"This is the doorway he vanished from?" Glam Whispered
Stan nodded turning towards the door. Glam was crouched moving slowly to the tube in which Splitter had gone. He jumped in the tube and like Splitter vanished. Barney moved to the tube also entering.
"Are you coming?" Cashek asked
"Yeah, but can you get my sword out of that crate?" Stan said
Cashek whirled around and looked at the sword pointing out. He walked over to the crate. Grabbing hold of the hilt he tugged and the sword slipped out. Stan took it and followed Cashek into the tube.
As before it twist and turned. Flipping him around. Minutes passed, he found himself on hard floor again. He stood and looked over at Cashek. He seemed to be looking at something over the castle walls.
He turned and saw why everyone was assembled. In the distance an army of creatures had come. Demons of all shapes and sizes rose out of the ground. Dog looking creatures paced the perimeter of the front lines. In the back a man stepped into the crowd of Demons.
"That there is Dem The Great." Splitter whispered.

Transformers Revenge Of The Fallen Review

'Transformers 2' was one of the worst movies I have been able to see.  Sitting in the theater with my family.  I didn't feel comfortable in my on seat.  In the first twenty minutes of the movie there was more swearing then Terminator Salvation had in the whole movie.  Also there was a lot of unneeded things in the movie.  

It was a prolonged show.  It was about two and a half hours long.  Unlike 'Transformers 1' its battles ranged any where from five-seven minutes.  The original movies battles were ten-twenty minutes.  Which made the movie more exciting.  The new one there was to much bodies fling through the air.  I say if you are going to see it wait to see it in the dollar theater.

I hope this helped anyone out there!

Terminator Salvation Review

I went to Terminator Salvation.  It was a pretty good movie other than the Terminators didn't terminate.  One scene 'John Connor' got thrown around for about a minute.  He then stood up and blew the things head off.  It was as if he wasn't injured at all.  The Terminator motto is: search, acquire, terminate.

Other then that it had amazing special effects.  Also the Terminators were incredible and cool.  Enjoy!

Chapter 8

Splitter stood stunned.  Starring into space fixed on Stan. 

"Stay here, Stan."  Splitter said

The next thing he knew Splitter was gone, down a tube that looked like his own.  Stan glanced around the room.  A little bit worried he searched for a weapon of so kind.  He needed to get something to defend himself with.  Just in case.  

Tucked away in a corner was a sheath.  Thinking there would be a sword he lifted it up.  Peering in to it.  There was nothing inside or around where he found it. 

Splitter's voice rag out through the room,"Looking for this."

Stan whirled around.  Splitter stood in the doorway wielding a massive sword.  

"I will be fair, here catch."  He said tossing the sword.

Stan jumped to the side just in time.  Slitter seemed to have melted into the ground.  Stan starred at the puddle of colorful liquid.  It bubbled and melted upwards.  Turning into Ren in the doorway.

"Miss me."  He said

Stan looked over at the sword that had nearly killed him.  It sat sticking out of a crate two feet from where he stood.  Ren yelled something and the nearest crate to him exploded.  he ducked and ran to the sword.

Ren roared in anger and yelled yet another spell incantation.  The floor boiled under his feet and erupted from underneath.  Stan was sent into the and crashing down on a crate.  His back ached.  Stan jumped and his back screaming in pain.  Spinning he grabbed hold of the sword and pulled.  

"I hope you know that the sword is a foot within the crate.  Also surrounded by steel.  You can't get it out."  Ren yelled in mid laugh

Stan rolled behind a metal object.  The ground exploding.  

"Come out I want to see you!"  Ren screamed in rage.

The ground again exploding.  He glanced around the room and in is small safe spot.  A foot to his right sat a small knife.  He picked it up nearly throwing it away.  It was about four inches long and weighed about an ounce.  

He stood taking aim at Ren.

"Are you going to throw that at me?"  Ren laughed

Stan saw a chance.  He aimed again and let it fly.  Ren tried to dodge but the knife had already struck home.  It drove deep into his chest.  He winced in pain, gave his last small chuckle, and rolled onto his back.

"I am sorry Ren, but you left no other option."  Stan whispered to Ren's blank face.  

Guess what tomorrow i am going to get ready to go to Timberline.  

Oh so I was walking around and my friends picked me up and we drove to the movie theater.  We went to see star trek.  I was really exited to see it for my second time this summer.  we drove in and found the perfect spot.  Get this there was only a couple cars in the parking lot.  Me and they ran up to the booth finding it empty.  IT WAS CLOSED.  NO!

Chapter 7

Stan had been laying on his bed for who knows how long.  Splitter was telling him that he would get the sword back.  Also that Stan didn't need to worry about a thing.  

"Stan you don't have to take this lecture." A strange voice whispered.

"Hey, Splitter did you hear that voice?"  He asked

"Mine?"  Splitter said, eyebrows bunched up.

"No, it calling to me like it was in the distance."  He replied

"Oh no, you are the hear the Demon Whisperer."  Splitter said, looking worried.  Seeing the question in Stan's eyes he continued.  "The Demon Whisperer is an mystical creature able to whisper to chosen people and give up there possessions to he and his creator, it is said that only the true followers of the light can hear it in their lifetime."

"What does he want from me?"  Stan said.

As he said the question Splitter departed from the room leaving a note behind.  Stan quietly moved over to the note.  It read:  Stan you are in danger.  We are going to have to move you to Keep.  Get some rest and we will leave in the mourning.  You must try to shut out any voice that aren't from people you know.  Splitter  

He placed the letter on top of his stake of notes and pages of work.  Laying on his back he thought about the letter.  If this thing was a threat wouldn't it have already come to attack? What if it wasn't a threat at all?  His thoughts put him to sleep around midnight.

"Stan we have to move."  A voice called to him.

He cracked his eyes open seeing Glam standing over him.

"Me and my company is assigned to escort you to the Keep, Splitter is waiting there for you."  Glam said loudly

He rolled off his bed onto the floor pulling on his belt.  Glam left with him right on his tail. Two minutes later he and the others were standing in front of a large tube.  He a hand hit his back.  Stan stumbled and fell through the tube.  

It was dark in the tube.  Twisting and turning through a period of a minute.  There was a light in the distance. His feet slammed into hard ground that forced him to the ground. Standing he noticed it was a large room with Splitter standing in the middle. 

"Welcome to the Keep."  He said.

"Is this it."  Stan yelled over to him.

"No, this is the storage room."  he said, pointing to the boxes that were toppled over.  "Come here the Keep want to show you something."

"What?"  Stan said

"Magic Stan."  Splitter said into his ear.

He followed Splitter in another room.  All that was in it was a large telescope in the middle.  Splitter pointed to it.  He walked over to it peering inside.  There was hundreds of pictures flying around inside.  All at once nothing.

A faint light appeared in the scope.  He was in the middle of a battle.  Monsters every way he turned.  They were running to a large building.  He looked closer at the structure.  Blinking he saw Splitter and the others running at the monsters.  In the middle of the battle field they clashed.

"What did you see."  Splitter's rung out.

He came too.  The sight had scared him.

"There is going to battle over the castle."  Stan replied.

Splitter yelled something then nothing more.

Chapter 6

"Move!" Splitter yelled, leaping to the side as a gray smoke erupted from the creature's hand.

Stan dove, the mist reflected off his gleaming sword.  

"What is that stuff?"  He screamed across the room. 

"Destroying mist, it takes people to their lair." Cashek responded.

The ghost like creature drifted in the castle.  It's hand still out stretched towards the group.  It shot another blast of mist this time it was directed in Stan's way.  He jumped left, dogging the ray by seconds.  The ghost screamed in rage.  Stan shot out the scream.  He saw Glam crumple to the floor as the scream ended.  

Out of the dark a arrow zipped towards the creature hitting it in the chest.  It yelled and turned to Scazm.  As it moved it a sizzling sound filled the air.  Stan gazed at the monster as it boiled and vanished.  Leaving behind a piece of the clothe that had stuck to the arrow.

"So, what was that thing?" Stan questioned 

"A Phantom and a very evil one at that."  Ren told him.

"A Phantom's touch will kill you, glancing it's face will make you one of them." Splitter said.

Glam had bent down examining the clothe.  He walked over to investigate himself.  It was small and smell of burned meat.  Stan flipped it over, the clothe burning him.  On the back and a symbol of a dragon and a bright sun.  The dragon was shooting flames at the sun.

"What does that mean."  Stan whispered.

"It is the symbol of Dem The Great."  Scazm said,"Looks like are newest man."

"Why is he so great?"  He said

"He was a warrior much like you, but he had a passion for evil."  Splitter said softly,"He turned on his trainer killing him, at this moment he is ruler of South America, but secretly."

"We were very lucky, Dem's Phantom does not take prisoners."  Splitter said.

Stan's brain kicked in.  Maybe Dem wants something from him.  Or maybe he wants him.

He started to pace around the room.  When he turned back to examine the clothe more it was gone.

"Hey, its gone."  He yelled.

Glam responded,"Yes, well it does that if the Phantom is being ranked up or he just wants it back."

"Okay, that makes sense."  He said, but not understanding.

He noticed that his sword was not on his belt.  He turned and saw it on the floor.  Stooping he picked it up.

"Put that down!"  Splitter yelled, across the room.

Stan through it on the ground.  He saw what it was, there was a dark haze covering the sword.  Then it was gone.

Chapter 5

The smell of meat and other foods filled the dinning room.  Stan starred at the foods set out. There was steaks, bread, so kind of corn and peas mixed, and some he didn't recognize.

"Do you like the food?" Glam said with a smile.  Thirteen faces smiled at him and nodded they didn't speak for their mouth was full of meat.  

"I am glad because I did cook it myself."  Glam said as he raised a piece of what looked like chicken to his lips.  

"So you do like it right?" Sleed questioned

Stan nodded and laughed.

"Glad because that there is the dolphin we killed this mourning."  Sleed said laughing as Stan spit it all over the table in front of him.  He then quickly tried to get the rest out.  Everyone burst out laughing.

"Its deer Stan I thought you could tell that." Glam said to him.

Stan continued to eat his food glaring at Sleed whenever he got the chance.  Sleed continued to laugh and joke until he something cut him off.  There was a loud bang at the front gate.  All was silent in the room.  Then another bang at the gate.

"Stan get you're sword, now."  Splitter said motioning to him.

Stan bolted from his seat and up the stairs to his dark room.  He panicked when he couldn't find it.  After searching awhile he found it tucked under his bed.  Picking it up and strapping it to him.  He reached the large wooden front gate as all the others did.

"Does everyone have their sword?"  Splitter said.

 There was a yes from each person.

"Okay, who comes to the gate of the great castle?"  Splitter yelled at the gate.

There was no answer to the question.  Splitter shot a worried look at the group.  

"Hide now."  Splitter ordered. 

There was footfalls then silence.  Stan hid behind the pillar closest to the gate.  There was a long pause.  And with a creak splitter opened the door.  As he did everyone jumped from their hiding spots.  Stan froze as he starred at the creature in the doorway.

In the door hovered a ghost like figure.  It had its hand out stretched towards Stan.  The ghost was a least seven feet tall its clothes made of moldy rags.  Its face covered by a hood.  Its dead hand moving closer to Stan as the other remained frozen with fear.

Chapter 4

"Magic doesn't exist."  Stan said softly.

"If you say so." Splitter said

Stan had been thinking about the sword that was at his waist.  He had so many questions about it.  If only Splitter would tell him about it.

"So I am a knight now, right?" He whispered to splitter

"No, you are a warrior." Splitter corrected 

Hundreds of thoughts rushed into his head.  A warrior?  Like on movies he used to watch?

And those old ones?

"Yes, we protect this castle." Splitter said smiling at him.  "Now, Splitter said  rubbing his hands together, lets go met the others."

They walked out of the boxy room.  As they stepped out whistling broke out among the six troopers. 

"Stan this Glam, Sleed, Scazm, Barney, Cashek, and Ren."  Splitter said motioning towards each of the men.  "It seems that the other six have wandered off."  "Finally, your room is down the wall to the left, you can't miss it."  

As he spoke Stan strolled off towards his room.  He turned right into a ten foot metal door.  Stan wondered why there was a large metal door in the middle of a old fashioned castle.  For extra protection?

"Splitter!" He yelled

The next moment the six men were by his side swords drawn.  

"What son?" Splitter asked.

"Look at this metal door." Stan replied.

"What door Stan?" Splitter said softly. 

"The metal door right in front of you." He replied

"There is no door Stan." "False alarm everyone." Splitter whispered.

Stan felt his anger but he forced himself to turn into his wooden door.  Slamming it behind him.  There was a door he saw it he knew it.  Well the room was nice it had a fire pit, bed, and a old looking rug.

"Like the room."

He jumped at Splitter's voice.

"Yes, its nice, and I saw what I saw there is a door at least ten feet tall."  Stan replied

"I believe you but I can't look bad in front of my men, dinner is in ten minutes."  Splitter said.

Stan turned away from splitter and waited 'till the door the had closed.  He then took out his sword turning it over in his hands.  He griped it tight as sliced at the metal box.  Cutting it in half.  Then he saw words on the sword.  He starred at it.  It read,"Find your inner weapon."

Chapter 3

"Wake up Stan." A voice said to him. He blinked awake. Some people were pouring over him.
"Who are you people." Stan said
"Who are you is the question." They said.
He sat up dazed. He looked around the room. It was a small box shaped room. There was three neatly stacked boxes in one corner. And in the other stood a live size sculpture of Splitter.
"What are those boxes for." Stan breathed.
They all burst out laughing. Some saying that was not expected. Splitter stood over him. Laughing with the others. We then calmed down and waved the others out.
"You took a hard hit there." He said to him.
The air smelled of raw eggs and steaks. It smelled so good to be there. Where ever we was. The room he noticed had a painting hung up on the wall to the left. It was of a framed word that looked like scribbles to him.
"What was that monster thing." He said. His head aching.
"It was a large minator." He whispered to Stan.
"And you killed it?" Stan said.
He nodded to him. So he was in a strange place. And he got hit by a monster. To finish it off he hit a barber shop.
"Where am I?" Stan said.
"This is the great castle." Splitter said. "And these are my troops."
The others waved as they made their way out of the room. Stan returned the wave. He tried to stand but his mind would not allow him.
"Slowly, slowly." Splitter whispered.
As he stood his mind screamed out in pain. He yelped as he fell once more. And Splitter at him. But it didn't bother him to much. He inched over to the large crates. As he reached them he peered into the top most one. It was filled of all kinds of supplies he had never seen before. There were some that were twisted so much that they looked like candy. He gaped in amazement. The second nearly the same with a tent and some kinds of gear. And the last box. He prided it open and looked inside. There sat a sword with a gleaming hilt covered in dazzling rubies.
"That sword likes you." Splitter said. It made Stan jump. He had almost forgot about him
"What?" Stan whispered. "Likes me?"
Splitter nodded to him.
"It flew right to you as you slept." He breathed. "What puzzles me is that sword was under many crates."
"What kind is it." Stan said. Picking up the sword.
Splitter laughed at the question. "A magic sword of course." "That sword is called the sword of destiny."

How did you like that first part huh?  Well here is the second chapter.  ( The first is below this one.)

"A warrior?" Stan questioned  "A warrior of what?"

"Have you ever heard of the warriors of the great castle?" The man said

Stan shook his head.  He wanted to learn about these warriors.

"By george's beard!"  The man exclaimed.  "If you accept this invitation, we have a lot of work to do!"

"Tell me about this." Stan said  "Is there a commander involved?"

"Yes, in the great castle there are three squads which makes up a unit." He said  "Wait I almost forgot, my name is Splitter."  "And yours is?"

" Oh, my name is Stan, Stan Richards."

"I am pleased to met you Stan."  " Okay now, lets finish this talk inside."

Splitter pointed to the barber shop with a finger.

"No way that is a death trap!" Stan yelled.

"Come you will see." He said

Walking towards the shop.  At once he was gone.  Vanished into thin air.  Stan starred mouth gapping.  

"Are you..."  Something cut Splitter off.  The next thing he knew was Splitter was standing before him sword in hand.

"Get behind me!"  He yelled over the wind.  And Stan obeyed.

"Leave us you beast" Splitter yelled 

Although he saw nothing Splitter started slicing and hacking at what seemed to be the wind.  He grunted in pain as something sliced him.  The wound bleeding.  He sliced again the wind growing louder.  

"What are you doing?"  Stan said

"Do you accepted the invitation!"  He screamed

"Yeah, I do!" Stan yelled back.

And all at once he saw it.  A monster that was a least ten feet tall.  It welded a battle ax.  That sliced through the air missing Splitter by inchs.

The creature roared in rage as Splitter hacked one of its legs off.  The monster swayed a little then started to fall towards them.  It roaring all the while. 

"Stan, move!"  Splitter yelled from behind him.  Stan looked from him to the monster.  He dove hitting his head on the wall of the barber shop.  The rest seamed blurred.  He could barely make out splitter racing towards him yelling words that he couldn't quite hear.  Then blackout.

Warriors of the pale moonlight

This is a fantasy story I made up myself.  So with on further stalling.  

Enjoy the first bit of: Warriors Of The Pale Moonlight.

"Levi no!" Stan yelled.  "Don't leave me alone!"

Stan shot up from his bed dripping with sweat.  He was extremely glad that this had been a dream.  

"Stan wake up, you'll be late for school." Stan's mom yelled from the second story.  "Hurry you missed the bus, again!"

He stepped off his bunk bed and pulled on his school clothes.  Still groggy he slowly moved to the bathroom.  After he had brushed his teeth he started down the twenty steps that led to the second story.  

"There you are." Stan's mother breathed.  "You are going to have your eighth tardy this week!"

Stan said,"Sorry mom, I had a odd dream."  "I dreamed about Levi again."

"Oh for the love of Pete Stan, I told you that its just a dream."

Stan felt the anger boiling up in him.  It had seamed so real to him.  Who cares if he got eight tardies in one week.  It was a school record.  Anyway he hated his first period class.  

Stan spoke up,"I am going out the door to school."  "I'll be back at four thirty."

"Don't forget about your piano lesson!" His mom yelled after him.  

He could care less about a dumb piano lessons.  He would probably miss half of first period.  The walk to school took at least a half of an hour if you were walking fast.   He thought about his odd dreams again.  Why was he dreaming about Levi?  He didn't really even like him.

"Checkpoint one reached." Stan whispered to himself.

Stan had always dreamed of being a commander of the air force.  But he knew would have to wait a while.  Checkpoint one was a old barber shop that was closed down two years ago because of a rat that chewed its way though the wires and cables.  After one day the barber shop started on fire.  Killing only one person.  

"What was that son." A strange man said from behind him.

"Do I know you." Stan yelled over to him.

"No you don't, but I do."  The man said drawing closer to him.

The man was built everywhere the eye could see.  He had very straight long hair.  He held a hilt of what looked like a four foot long sword, that was strapped to his waist.  The sword was still in it's little loop on the man belt.  The belt held a dagger the sword and a small watch.

Stan was starting to be very scarred. 

"What do want from me." Stan said nervously.

"I need to ask you a simple question." The man said softly.

"Shot." Stan said quietly.

"Do you want to be warrior?"

I watched helplessly as my very sister was being tortured.

This a dramatic way to start a story huh.  You try this sometime.  Okay, back to the drama.

My father soared through the air as I watched.  Then we attacked.  Angie yelped in pain as my dad crashed down on her.  All at once the horror happened.  He started his tickle assault.  

I watched helplessly as my very sister was being tortured.  (Yes you guessed it that was the beginning) I had to help.  I jumped slamming down onto the tramp.  My sister (no longer being attacked)  flew into the air.  My dad noticing me, charged at me.  I too yelped and ran for cover.  But to no avail.  I would to fight back.

"Ah!" I screamed as dad slammed into me beginning the onslaught.  I started to thrash out violently yelling all the while.  And as it had begun it end.  Dad left me there crippled and on the brink of shedding tears.  

THE END

The Mad House

Okay so we went to this place called kangaroo zoo yesterday and it was really fun!  Me and a friend went out and had fun messing with other kids.  We got on a blow up that had a little circle in the middle.  That circle happened to have a bunch of kids bouncing each other off.  They were not that big and not that small.  So we being old thought this would so cool if we could bounce them off (very rough style).  The outer edge is pretty bouncy so we would jump right on that part. I was the first to know.  I climbed up in the blow up and started bouncing trying to catch some air.  After a minute I leaped up and slammed into the outer rim.  The girls screamed as they rolled off.  I on the other hand flew into the air (a good three feet) and smacked on the plastic with a loud thud.  I groaned in pain.  It felt as if my inside would explode outwards.  My friend leaped towards me.  As he helped me to my feet a screaming girl flew out of nowhere and slammed into him, sending them both sprawling.  I bounced away just in time to avoid the oncoming girl.  

After that little thing none of us got badly hurt.  But we still went in a couple times to just hit that outer rim.  This was very this joyful to see each other fly off the circle and slam into the blow up walls and nets.  One of those times there was a four or five year old that we just couldn't get off that circle.  But thats another story.  The End

I got a episode of life a couple days ago so now I can watch life! :0

Museum

Yesterday was kind of weird.  So we went to the children's museum.  And being pretty old myself I didn't find this thing fun or interesting.  But on the good side my other brother and sister found this by far the funnest place on earth by far.  There was toys every way the eye could see.  The prefect place for kids 1-9 year olds.  As soon as we walked in they were excited.  When they received there wristbands they were off running around.  My mother trying to keep up.  My older sister got the camera rights.  While I trudged around with my dad trying with all my might to find something if anything fun to do.  After walking and talking we found magnetic nails.  My dad picked up a nail and placed it gently on the table surface and it stuck good.  He took two more and placed them in a triangular formation.  Then taking two more nails he connected the three other nails together.  I being of my age thought this was pretty cool.  So I grabbed three nails and placed them on top of the three connected nails.  I laughed as my dad tried the same thing.  But the tower went tumbling down.  All that was left was the bas or foundation.  I couldn't hold in my laughter any longer.  I was very close to crying when I was finished.  

" What the flagnar." My dad cried.  The End 

Well...It looks like life is going to be canceled after all. :(

Help Save Life!! On NBC!!

Life is on the edge of being canceled please keep it alive! Life is an awesome show on NBC and it would be a shame if it were to go.

The big laugh

Well...I haven't written in a while but here it goes. One day I was making a bag yesterday and it was intense. We were sowing it together and it was scary. " Oh no, oh no, teacher!" I heard my friend yell. " My thing is broken!" The teacher walked over to him. Clearly disturbed. But her face relaxed as she came closer.
" No it's not, you didn't turn the machine on."
My friend sat dumb founded.
" Well I wanted that to happen." He stated.
Mrs. R (as I call her) forced a smile and walked off shaking her head. I couldn't hold my laugh in any longer and it just came out. I threw my head back laughed so hard it felt like I was going to explode. I finally finished and turned to him wiping tears from my eyes and said," That was to funny." The next day someone coughed on me(on purpose) for no reason just 'cause I coughed in her mouth(not on purpose) But that is another story. THE END

Airplane

On a beautiful day in early January I forgot to do my homework!  I Hurried as fast as I could possible go to get it done but alas I had no time.  As I slowly closed my binder I got pelted in the head with a paper airplane.  I needed to do my work (IT WAS DUE TOMORROW) but I needed revenge.  I looked around at everyone in the room.  Ah ha it was my brother!  I wrestled him to the ground.  He started balling but alas I got pelted again.  So I looked up then tackled my sister.  Who busted out laughing as we fell through the air.  OUCH!!  I had landed on that same airplane again!  THE END

Well I hope you like the story and it's going to be a new thing on this blog.

I ran down the stairs trying to reach my class on time!  I barely made it, the bell rang as soon as I sat down in my seat.  We would be making t-shirts today and I was very exited.  Then a kid comes over and goes look at this hornet!  It goes right through paper!  As I watched horrified as the hornet went SMACK!  Through the paper leaving a gapping hole in it.  As I watched I saw my rival pick up the hornet.  I about wet my pants.  I was so freaked out for the rest of the day that he would pop out of no where and peg my in the face.  Which would probably knock me out then he would drag me outside and run.   THE END or is it?