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Wrecked

Posted in Entertainment, Inspiration, Loss, Love, Music, Poetry, Scribblings with tags , on April 12, 2012 by darkjade68

Wrecked

Love is Starting to Feel like some Faint Memory…

Some… Myth Amongst the Clouds

Where Boy Meets Girl…

And All is Right in the World…

I Have Known Love Before…

Though part of me laughs at the Part of me that Says So…

And Says… Tis Not So

Get Back Upon That Ship of Yours…

Yes, Cast Yourself to Sea…

The Truths, and Lies, and Hopes You Have…

Will Simply Never Be…

Faith…

Hope…

Dreams…

Are all that Accompany Me…

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PICTURE CREDIT – Sad Boy

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Darker Times (Chapter II) – Ice Man Cometh

Posted in Blog Series, Comic Book, Darker Times, Entertainment, Fiction, Science Fiction, Writing with tags , on April 12, 2012 by darkjade68

Darker Times…

“A Line Has Been Crossed…”

by DarkJade

Chapter II – The Ice Man Cometh (Be Sure to Read Chapter I – Wakening First)

EARTH

PARIS, FRANCE

THE YEAR 2010

86 YEARS IN THE PAST

INSIDE THE RESIDENCE OF A VERY WEALTHY DIAMOND COLLECTOR

Ronan Sinclair, Dressed in Traditional Jewel Thief Black, even though on all other occasions he would be wearing all “White”, to match is Uniquely White Shoulder Length Hair… With Eyes of Pure Black…

Kneels before a Large Safe, which he is trying to Crack… Wearing his Black Ski Mask seems to finally get to him, and so he pulls it off exposing his White Mane…

“Come on now Ronan” he speaks to himself “You’ve got this”.

CLICK

It opens.

“There yah go…” he opens the large Safe Door, and pulls out an Ornate Iron Box…

He Picks, and Opens the Box… Inside is a Blue Velvet Patch.

He Pours the Contents into his black gloved hands, and some 80 Perfect Diamonds come out.

“Brilliant” he speaks to himself once more. He then Pours the Diamonds into a Different Velvet Black Pouch, and attaches it to his waist.

“Ok now… Here we go” with this he takes off one of his gloves, and holds that hand up above his head slightly, which seems to cause the room to suddenly go very cold… And around his hand Icey Blue Dust seems to swirl just above his bare palm…

“Suddenly 80 Identical looking Diamonds appear in his hand, and he puts the Replicas into the Blue Velvet Pouch, and puts it back in the Iron Box, and shuts the safe.

He then puts back on his black glove “Now than… That wasn’t so hard…”.

2 HOURS LATER

AT A LOCAL TRANCE/TECHNO DANCE CLUB

Ronan Sinclair, back in his accustomed all white clothing, sits at a table with two of his friends, his eyes closed, taking in all the music…

Both empty, and full, booze glasses are all over their table…

BOOM BOOM BOOM

The Music is Blasting, The Club is Packed with Flashing Colored Lights all about…

And his two friends are completely drunk…

“Ronan! You sure know how to do it up right” one of them says as he accidentally knocks a glass of booze onto the other friend.

“Ah man, you got it all over me!” one snaps at the other.

That’s when the Woman’s Vice first came to Ronan…

“It’s time” it spoke.

With this Ronan suddenly opens his eyes, which like I say, are pitch black.

“Time?” Ronan says out loud.

Meanwhile his friends are still arguing…

And that’s when he sees her… Across the room dancing alone under an all white light…

She had long blond hair, and her body, well… Lets just say she’s in shape.

With this Ronan jumps out of his chair, and leaps over the nearby railing, landing onto the Dance Floor.

Calmly, Cooley, of course, he makes his way through the crowded dance floor, and finally reaches the girl, who is dancing alone with her eyes closed.

The Voice comes to him again…

“Time to Shine” it speaks.

Ronan tries to ignore the voice, writing it off to Alcohol.

“Well Hello There” he musters, exuding his best possible charm.

With this she opens her eyes of soft blue, and smiles at him.

He’s floored “Wow” he says out loud without thinking, than catches himself.

“I’M RONAN!” he speaks loudly, trying to communicate to her over the loud music.

“HELLO RONAN” she replies.

“WHY DON’T WE GO SOMEWHERE A BIT… QUIETER!” he exclaims.

With this she reaches to touch his face and “BEHIND YOU!!” she suddenly yells.

Suddenly two large thugs grab Ronan by his shoulders, and spin him around.

“HEY BUDDY!! SHE’S OURS!! TAKE OFF!!!” They holler at Ronan, pretty much Blowing his hair back.

“Protect her Ronan” the voice speaks.

Just then the two thugs throw punches at him, and he captures each of their fists in his hands.

“Oh No…” Ronan speaks, but it’s too late…

The Club suddenly Goes Cold… And the two thugs Turn To some form of Ice.

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Darker Times…

Chapter One – Wakening

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