I felt the cloth being taken off of my eyes. I could see again. It took a minute for my eyes to adjust but then. There he was. Faust. Alive and well.
"Hey, you okay?" he asked.
"No. Not really. But I'll live. I think."
"How are you alive?" Evan rose from the corner of the room. The room was dark. We were in an old facility building and there were several knocked out men on the floor.
"Well. I can phase through things remember?" Faust said.
"I just phased through the plane. Then when I saw these guys taking off with you, I phased through the right side
of the troop carrier and followed you guys here, while Calder went and got some of the teachers and students from psyhigh."
Then a figure stepped from the shadows, into the hazy moonlight. His face was still shrouded in the shadow but he spoke to us with an affectionate manner-
"Good job, students and welcome to psyhigh."
"Who are you? I asked.
Evan replied " He's the principle of psyhigh, and its co-founder."
The principle spoke again,
"I never got a chance to meet the two of you before the billboard incident, so...- he advanced toward us and held out a hand, in a gesture to say; "Pleased to meet you, welcome to psyhigh."
Faust reached out and shook his hand,
"An honor to meet you, sir." He murmured
I shook his hand as well and then he looked me in the eye and said,
"We are glad to have such talented young students such as yourselves here at psyhigh." He looked at Faust who nodded in agreement, or something like that.
"Now, lets all go back to the school."
I thought to myself, "Yeah, back to the school, back HOME."

-END OF THE BILLBOARD INCIDENT STORY
 
 
2007-10-29

I heard foot steps. Around me, echoing. I heard the deep, familiar voice of Evan.
His voice was muffled, his mouth probably covered like my mouth was. I heard him flop down next to me.
"Nyaaaaaahhhhh..." He moaned.
I felt the blood running down my head again. The wound had reopened it self. I felt dizzy.
Then I felt someones hand. On the back of my head. Where the gash was. It stung, but whoever it was, was trying to help. I felt a warmth on my cheek. Was I hallucinating? I couldn't tell.
Evan was here. So were they after Psyhigh students?
I was scared, I didnt know what to do.
I yelped. The pain came again. The object, which I now realized was a baseball bat, flung at me again. This time there was a voice.
"Where is our other ally?!!" It came again. I felt the rope being ripped out of my mouth.
"WHERE?" it asked again.
" I dont know..-BAM! It came again.
"WHERE?" Again. BAM! I started crying.
"Where is the "Ghost" ?"
"Faust?" Evan replied.
"So you do know." The voice said."
"Hes just a psyhigh-BAM! I heard it hit Evan.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!"
Then the voice started to ask again, when...
"Stop right there." I heard a gruff, whisper-of-a-voice say.
Then, "Put your weapons on the floor and move away slowly."

 
 
2007-10-25

THWACK!
"Mmmmmmmmmm!!!" I screamed as I I felt a striking pain fall upon me.
THWACK!
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" It came again. My eyes were covered so I could see nothing, or what was hitting me, but it was hard and it felt heavy too. It hurt so Bad I wanted to cry. But I couldn't cry, I would choke to death if I tried to cry. There was a rope duct-taped to my mouth, and if I were to inhale greatly, It would fall down my wind pipe and I would suffocate. And the worst part is....the people who are doing this too me....MONSTERS who are doing this to me, wouldn't even care if I happen died.
THWACK!
This time it came on the side of my head. Blood gushed from the gash that was now in the side of my head, just above my right ear. I tried to scream.
"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh-nnn! I choked on the rope. It hurt....so bad....I wanted to die.....I could feel the hot blood running down the side of my head, and I could feel it running down my arm too, from previous blows. I heard my blood dripping on the floor. I could feel the floor. It was cold, hard. I heard a "woosh" in the air. I flinched, waiting for the next gash to appear in some place on my body, but it didnt come.
"Nnnn?" I said, well, sort of..
No answer....I was alone....
 
 
2007-4-25

He rose to his feet. Then he fell again, then rose. I felt as if I was standing there, sullenly....but in reality I was really crying. He rose again and muttered something, then yelled, "I WILL RISE UP AND FIGHT!!!!!" and charged them. His eyes grew white, and strings of light began gliding around him, slow, faster, faster, faster, now the light was moving at high speeds. KLATTA-KLATTA-KLATTA!!!! The men in suits fired at him relentlessly but the bullets couldnt touch him anymore. The strings of light were deflecting them! He was in a bereserking rage, flying at them quickly, now minimizing the strings of light into to small spheres, covering his hands then-BAM!- He was shot! then he fell to the ground, motionless. The men in suits turned toward me and-KLATTA-KLATTA-KLATTA-KlATTA!!!!!!!
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"

 
 
2007-4-24

"Clay?"
"I'm sorry"
"Sorry for what?"
"....."
"Sorry for what?"
"Sorry you'll have to see me die."
"WHAT?"
"Get up."
"What?"
"I'm going to save your life once again."
"!?"
I got up, as well I could while having a hole in my side. Unable to move any more, he picked me up, and carried me out of the living room, and then through the kitchen and out of the door. He walked out of the house slowly, I could litterally taste his fear, it was so great.He closed the house door behind him. There were men in black suits surrounding the house. Every single one of them had a machine gun.
"Can you stand?" he asked.
"I think so." I answered.
The moonlight shone down on him, and I could see it reflecting in his eyes...there were tears in his eyes.
"Can you run?" he asked.
"Yeah.."
"Here."
He set me down, there was a little pain in my side, but now...I could'nt even
feel it.
"Get behind me."
I did. I moved behind him.I opened my mouth to say something but then he yelled,"Y'all wnat me? Come and get me! You might've caught me, You might have killed me, but even if its the last thing I do, I will fight you down!!!!!"
Then he ran at them. I closed my eyes. I couldnt bare to watch. KLATTA-KLATTA-KLLATTA-AAAAAHHHHHHHHHGGG!!!!!!!
I opened my eyes again. Only to see a rain of bullets hit him and-AAAAAAGGGHHHH!!!-watch him fall to the ground, dead.
 
 
2007-4-24

Flames....lots of them. Leaping around and around him. What's going on I-I opened my Eyes. "A dream..." I muttered.
"Wait, Where am I? Ugh!" There was a sharp pain in her side. she looked around. She was in a living room. there was a TV, A chair, a kitchen in the next room, a window, and a couch, which she was laying on. She looked under the blanket at her side, which was throbbing with pain. "Ouch!"
There was a large hole in her side!
"Wait, now I remember! I was falling, and I hit the ground and-Hang on a sec, Why am I still Alive? That should Have killed me!" I said.
"And it almost DID."
I looked to my right. There was a boy,sitting in the chair acroos the room. he had long black hair and fierce blue eyes. He was clothed in a black jacket, and blue jeans.
"I saved your life, be thankful." he said.
"You!? Saved me!? What!? Who!?"
"Be quiet or you'll pass out again. Let me explain...."
 
 
2007-4-24

AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!! I was falling. falling. the pavement at the bottom of the building growing ever closer. FFFAAAAUUUUSSSSTTT!!!!! SOMEONE, HELP!!!!!!!! The ground was close, closer, closer! AAAAAHHHH--THUNK!
 
 
2006-12-25

Allison Engerenvan
My introductory entrie. Sadly its required by the "webmaster". I am Allison Engerenvan, "Ally" for short.
My powers are solarakinesis the ability to control the suns rays and convert them into usable energy. I am 13 years old. And enjoy playing soccer thoroughly. my regular attire consists of a blue t-shirt and blue jeans. My favorite color is blue. I am a girl.
I strongly dislike math.
 
 
2006-12-25

12:23pm 23 min. overtime monday

WWWWAAAAAAAHHH!!! What did I get myself into this time?! This Ghost guy scaring the living Hell out of me with his freakish powers and now this black hole! j-jjj-j-j-jeeze! its cold in here! Wait. Akwardly enough, I haveint started from the beggining....

11:01 pm 59 min. untill midnight-monday

"A team of only two after all..." he said, seeming dissapointed. "He" by the way is named Faust. Or at least that's his entitlement. "Pffff... way obsessesed.." "Not obsessed! Only interested." he says. Althought I didnt believe him one bit. "We need a plan.." he said " I agree...we need a plan considering we have only about....49 minutes until midnight." "Well then heres the plan.........."