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   Haku flew through the tunnel and over the field that would turn into a river very soon, since it was close to night time. He landed at the river's edge, then transformed back into his human state. Walking up the many flights of stairs that led to the Aburaya, he noticed that the lanterns were slightly lit, signaling that he needed to return quickly.   "Where is that boy?" the woman in red asked. She was standing at the beginning of the bridge to the bath house, worried and a little antsy for her friend whom she considered a little brother. Just as she was about to turn around and re-enter the bath house, a voice called out to her.   "

'Run.' 'Run.  I gotta keep running!' SCREEEEECCCH!! 'RUN!!' !!!! GASP! Danya gasped as she woke up.  She looked around her and found she was in her old bedroom; she looked to her side and saw a sleeping…yet naked Radian.  Danya smiled at her sleeping mate.  Then she winched at the pain in her lower region.  'Jeez it must have been over twelve years.' Cough. Cough. Gak. Danya quickly covered her mouth. Cough. She wheezed and gasped out.  'Maybe the healer was right about resting a bit more.'  Danya smiled and lie back down and fell right to sleep. !!! A Month Later !!! Kish peeked though his mother's old room where he saw her asl

Hunter 2 Chapter 18 "Honored" I don't remember what happened after jumping on the Predalien's head to decapitate it. All that I can remember is immense pain in my face and body and darkness; a horrible throbbing in my skull that pounded its way down my body like the beating of a torturous drum. There were incoherent moments of consciousness. I was alive. For an uncounted period of time I lay still unable to find the light. In the darkness of my mind I could hear and faintly feel all sorts of sensations; pain being the most prominent. I remember hearing a beeping noise; very slow at first. Somehow I felt something in my hand, though I don'

Somewhere in the Pegasus galaxy, the city of Atlantis rested comfortably on the ocean, gleaming like an upturned abalone shell in the late afternoon light. The Gate room was a pleasant hub of activity, as several dozen people went about their jobs as usual. Well, most of them, anyway. Dr. Elizabeth Weir, commander of the Atlantis expedition, was staring blankly at the wall instead of at her computer. Again. She thought she'd be used to it by now: Sheppard and the usual crew-Teyla, Rodney, and Ford wandering off through the Gate to another planet, and returning a few hours later. Now and again they'd run into a problem, like Wraith activity,