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"You're scaring me," Emil finally said. "Hm? I'm fine. I've never been more happy," I said, lying of course. "You're lying. If you were okay, you would smile and say I was being silly. You've been like this since going to that Academy. It's only been getting worse. Why are you acting like this?" Emil asked. I could see he was scared. I felt awful. I knew it was because of that stupid vampire. I didn't know how Emil would respond or if he would reject me as family. He was only a baby when our village was destroyed, so his hatred for vampires would only be by word of mouth and being raised under vampire hunters. I considered that. I also con

Love stories. I've never been into that kind of stuff. It's always been Rosie's shtick to be into Creative Writing and Literature. Me? I'm... a bit different. You see, I hunt vampires, have my whole life since a clan of them turned my village into ashes. The only family I had were the remaining surviving children and Tim Van Dike, a part of a Dutch family that hunted vampires for a living. He found us and took us in. Tim has taught me everything I know about vampires and hunting them. As far as how to hunt vampires or even what they are, I would tell you. I've both studied and hunted them. It's easy to tell if they are vampires or not from t

After Canada left, America was mostly alone with Louisiana. Even though she was in charge of the French Volunteers, America still felt responsible for her safety. After all, Louisiana was no longer under the protection of her brother. He intended to prove to be a strong and safe haven for the woman he was in love with and desperately wanted to take in as his wife. It seemed non to almost impossible at this point. For one, America was still a colony and still needed permission from England to ask this woman's hand in marriage. Second, America needed France's approval, including France's boss, who was never going to approve, because giving a c

France was leaving the palace where he had just finished with an important meeting with his boss. Like usual, that flattery smile was painted across his face, while walking across the pavement of Paris. Sounds of horses clopping across the streets were heard, something commonly heard throughout the city. France chuckled, waving to his people passing by. "Bonjour!" France greeted. Meanwhile, a mysterious stranger in a dark cloak began approaching France from behind. He looked behind, then smiled at the stranger. "There is no need to hide yourself," France said in a calm voice. "I only came to drop off a few things, Monsieur," the voice of

"Yami! Yami, is everything okay?" Yugi asked frantically, everyone sharing worried glances. "Huh?" Yami asked, looking around. "You've been frozen in that state for 15 minutes," Yugi replied. "S-Sorry, I just..." "Is the Pharaoh alright? Was it a memory?" Joey asked. Yugi had transformed back when Yami was in his frozen state. "I don't know," Yugi replied. "It was... Mary, I saw her... in my memories 3000 years ago," Yami replied with awestruck eyes. "You did!?" Yugi asked, eyes becoming saucers. "What did he say?" Tea asked. "Yami says he saw Mary in his memories, 3000 years ago." "You gotta be kidding me! I mean what are the odds

America glanced at the speech he would give today. It has been a year already and a lot of big changes have happened in such a large amount of time. There were two speeches, each in separate folders. One was one of many speeches he wrote to entertain the G20 and the other was one he wanted to make for this particular meeting. It would be risky, but it seemed to be easier to just go with the usual about his plans for discovering aliens on Mars. Though, it wasn't as important. There was a real issue going on and if he did not bring it out, no difference would be made. He sighed, staring at the two folders, while the other countries were talkin

Fiction has always been my favorite. Fantasy always took me to daring places full of magical creatures and wild imagination. Adventure always took me to daring places of danger and battles. Comedy reminded me how funny life can be sometimes. Horror reminded me that we all have something to be afraid of that we must face in our everyday life. Tragedy shows us how we all must face death and grief. Then, of course, there is Love. I have never written a love story before and I honestly had little experience in that sort of thing. It's not to say I never kissed a guy before. It's not to say I have never dated anyone, asked him out, go on dates, h

Tea was on her computer at home doing research on this pendant she got from Mary-Sue. There was something about it that was connected to magic. Could it be a millennium item? Tea had to find out. She was shocked to discover that this pendant was connected to Ancient Egypt. Then again, what other ancient item found wasn't connected to Ancient Egypt? It seemed every ancient item she or her friends came across had some connection to Ancient Egypt. Though, this particular pendant was special. It was a rare one and only has been recorded of being worn by a few queens and princesses, obviously being passed down from one generation to another in th

Canada placed on his uniform, the color blue instead of red he once wore during the French and Indian War. He stared at the powdered wig pulled back into a braid. General George Montgomery insisted that Canada arrive at camp to lay siege in Montreal in uniform. The wig was included. This made Canada groan. He hated the wigs. Why couldn't he just arrive with his normal hair. It had to be the strand hanging over his face, wasn't it? Funny thing about the powdered wigs is that every respectable gentleman wore them. It showed themselves to be classy and respectable, not to mention their rank in government. Sometimes England would show up in thos