Heb je hem eindelijk gelezen kom ik straks met zo'n mega mega lijst
Duurt alleen nog wel even, hij is echt heel lang

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Maandag, frappecino drinken. Jij. Met mij. En JA je MOET.

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oh god.. arme jij.. maar je vroeg er zelf om haha...

A soft breeze bowed trough the forest, the leaves were softly floating on the wind. The soft moonlight was shining trough the brenches. The sky was darkblue, almost black, and there were a lot of twinkling stars. No sounds were heard, exept those from a few insects, and little drops of water were laying on the green grass. Everything seemed like a normal night, untill a loud scream cut trough the silence, leaving everything what seemed peacefull behind. Clouds appeared, covering the stars and the moon, cutting away from the last light resources in the forest. The breeze turned into a slightly stronger wind. In the heart of the forest, was a small lake, darkblue, with now a slight taint of crimson. A body was floating in it. It was an almost adult girl, from about the age of 19. Her blond hair was soaking wet, and was spreaded out over the water surface. Blood was leaking out from a few cuts, and her breathing was almost gone. It was the worst torture that could have been made up, for she was still alive. “please…” She whispered, and her eyes looked begging to a shadow standing on the water’s shore. Red hair was floating on the soft breeze, and darkred eyes were looking at the dying girl in the water. In her hands, was a katana held, striked with blood, and in her other hand, a little bag she had taken. “please what?” was her answer on her beggings. A smile played on her face, while she threw the little bag in the air, and caught it again. “you did not do what I asked…” her hand with the katana went up to her back, and she puted it back in the empty shyte hanging there. Shyra was her name, and she did not seem to be afraid of blood. “have fun…” She whispered, in an almost demonic voice. Then Shyra turned around, and walked away. “no…” was another responde from the lake, and she looked over her shoulder. “do you know you are rather annoying, and boring at the same time?” from out of her hand palm, little needles appeared. “fine… ill help you…” in an almost inhuman speed, she threw the needles towards the girl, hitting her heart, wrists and throat, one missing. Hmm… I think I need to train a bit again… she thought, and then turned away. The girl was done.. death. Shyra slightly yawned, and stretched herself, walking away from the lake.

First, she tied the little bag on to her belt, deciding she would open it later. Step by step, she walked into the forest again, leaving the little lake and the corpse behind her. Slowly looking around, her eyes scanned for a good place to have a rest. Hmm… I just have to find a place a little away from there… I don’t think I feel like killing all those hunters again… that’s about as boring as people who cant defend themselve… after a while, Shyra sat down against a tree, and leaned with her back against it. For a while, she stared at the dark nightsky, the clouds dissapearing again, making it a little colder. But the cold couldn’t harm her, beeing used to extreme temperatures. Then after a little while, Shyra closed her eyes, and left the world behind her, entering the realm of her own world. Something realy different then anything happening. While she was sleeping, footsteps traveled a little closer to her, while she did not notice it. She was wearing all black clothes, making it even harder to notice her in the dark. On her belt, was a little red stone, and eight other little holes in it. These were empty. A little couch was heard, but she slept to deep to notice anything from it, still in her own dreams. The steps faded away, and again, as before. The forest was quiet. There were no weird sounds anymore, and everything seemed okay again.

At sunrise, Shyra slowly opened her eyes, and stretched herself. Then she yawmed, and puteed her hands on her back. Haah… nice… She smiled a little, and her right hand reached for her belt, taking the little bag off from it. Slowly, she untied the little rope around it, and then went in with her hand. She felt something, and took it out. “hehe… the next stone…” A smile was on her face, her red eyes looking at the also red glowing stone, looking almost similar to the one on her belt. Only if you looked well, you could see a slightly other type of carving. Twisting it around between her fingers, Shyra slowly standed up. Then she pressed it in the hole from her belt, next to the other one. At the same moment,s he felt a little rumble in her stomache. Seems like im getting hungry… she laughed, and closed her eyes, trying to see if she could pick up any sound from a moving thing. Her eyes went open again. She had heard two things. One definetly from an animal, and anoter one she could not identify clearly. She decided to go after the one she knew it was an animal, leaving the other one. Slowly first, she walked towards it, and after a little while noticed it was a deer, one that had probaply lost his family. Only better… then they wont miss him.. Shyra took a little throwing star from her belt, and holded it in her hand. She waited till it standed in the right way, and then aimed for its chest. A direct hit, and a little weird sound. Then it just dropped down. “easy one…” She whispered to herself, and took it along with her. With the death deer, she walked back to the place she had slept in the night. Dropping it down there, her eyes scanned the area for a few brenches. She standed up, and started to gather them. Only a little later, she heard the sound again, she had also picked up when she looked for food. What is that? Shaking her head, she tried to forget it, it would be nothing special. When she was done with the branched, she took two of her knives, and slashed them against each other, creating sparks. The fire lit. her hand reached out for the deer, and she started to slowly remove the skin from it.

“crack…” Shyra turned around, as she now clearly heard a sound from something breaking. Her eyes stared somewhere in the distance. Something is folowing me… ill find out what it is… She laughed alightly, and then puted the pieces of deer on a stick, holding it into the fire. After a little while when it was done, she eated it, and then started to clean the place. she left the ashes fro the fire, but took the bones from the deer up. She slightly lifted her head to the side. Pff.. where will I take these? She wondered, and then closed her eyes. “the lake…” speeding a little bt, she went towards the lake, and left the bones at the edge of the water. “let them search this out…” she laughed, and immagined how the faces from those hunters would look like, if they tried to connect the deer with the corpse. It was still floating on the water surface. Satidfied, she turned around again, and walked back to the forest. After a little while, the little sounds were coming again, it seemed like her folower went after her again. It wont be long… in a while your busted.. she promised it herself, and just went on like she had not noticed anything from it. Shyra did not like to plan ahead on where she was going, and just headed off somewhere she felt like. After a little while, she sat down on her knees, and took a few leaves from the ground. She tossed them up, together with a kunai. Weird enough, it formed some kind of arrow. “hmm.. seems like it will be there…” kneeling down, she took it up again, and attatched it back to where it belonged.

When she had walked about two hours, she started to feel the sun burning a little more intense. It seemed like it was going to be a bright day. Shyra cursed, not liking days like that. After another hour, she turned, and sat down against a tree. She stretched herself, and then just leaned back for a while. This would be the place she would surprise the one that was folowing her. Her eyes closed, and she focussed all energy on her hearing. To bad I cant use my kitsune part… Shyra was not a human. Beeing half neko, and half kitsune, she was born to be the carrier from more spieces at once. She had only two now, but was on her way to the thirth one. the best part, was that, for just beeing a part of it, it would be a lot easier to hide then all full-bloods and even half-breeds had. Her kitsune part were red fox ears, a red tail and a better sight. The last one was one that she had always, but she perfered not to have a tail and ears all the time, only using when needed or when she felt like it. But luckily her own hearing was good enough, to hear a little sound of something jumping up. It seemed to be around 20 feet away from her, now sitting up in a tree. Little sounds were heard from leaves going against each other, and slight bendings from branches. It was clear he jumped form tree to tree. When he was close enough, just 6 feet away, Shyra suddenly jumped up, her hand reached in her flight to her back, and grabbed the katana out of its shyte, still striked with blood from the girl. She landed on the brench above her, and the katana got pressed against his throat. He slightly moved a little back, surprised from her sudden reactions on him. “what do you want…” Shyra asked, and lifted up her head.

Ryku was a human boy, from just about 16 years, which ment he was just two years older then Shyra was. He was just about 5.7 feet tall, had pitch black hair, and green eyes, now looking straight into hers. He was wearing nothing to special, just clothes from a regular townsboy. At her question, he looked at the sharp edge from the katana, beeing pressed against his throath. “what I want…” he repeated, and gulped once. “well… nothing realy that I want… I was… curious…” was his answer to her, but probaply it was not good enough for her. “don’t trick on me… I know when people lie about things…” slowly, he felt the katana beeing pressed against his skin. “please… move it away… im speaking the truth! I just was curious about who you were!” he almost shouted it, fearing for his life, and even more, because of the blood covering the biggest part from the blade. He noticed the girl sighting, and he felt the pressure from the katana slightly lowering. But for his safety, he kept his hands down, and tried to not make any unusual movements. “I swear… I have nothing else to say…” Shyra sighted, and lowered the pressure on her katana. “so… whats yor name, and why didn’t you just came out, instead of sneaking up. If I wouldn’t have likes your answer, and if something else happened, you probaply wouldn’t have a head now anymore…” She looked at him, and raised an eyebrow. “and then the last thing.. why did you folow me so far inside the forest? You don’t seem like someone who does that for there pleasure.. you seem more like a schoolboy…” looking him over once again, she sighted. What do I have to do with this… why did he realy came after me… there is just something I don’t trust about the whole thing, but I cant see whats wrong… Shyra shaked her head again, and moved the katana away from his throat. “im sorry… I just want to be car…” She stoped. One hand was holding the one her katana was in, and his other hand was holding her other to a tree. “what…”

Once his throath was cleared from the danger of the sharp edge from her blade, he took his chance to gain controll over her, instead of the other way. “seems like you trusted me to fast, little princes…” he watched her raise an eyebrow, and laughed. “but for your questions.. I am Ryku, and no im not a schoolboy… im something you will figure out later…so the same for the reason I sneaked up to you.” Then slowly he lowered the pressure on her hands, and sighted a bit. “Listen… I am not going to threath you, as long as you don’t threath me okay?” Ryku looked at her, and waited till any sign of argrement. He released a bit more from the pressure, and then he noticed her noding her head. Then he sat down on the brench. “ive been tracking you for quite a while, and know your more then what you look like… since the house, ive been watching,although usualy from a little more distance…I want to know… what is your name?”

As soon as she felt the pressude on her writs lowering slightly, Shyra slowly noded her head. Then she sat down also, and listened to what he told her. “so… it was the same person all the time? Im used to people going after me, only usualy they give up after a while… but…” then she closes her eyes. “but already since the house… then I guess you know what im after, and what happened there…” Shyra looked down, she had been busted on her things while she had no idea. I should be ashamed…. Ive been folowed for two whole weeks… and still… there is something… then she heard his next question “Shyra… my name is Shyra…” she stared into his eyes for a moment, and then closed her eyes again. “already from the house… but there… it was so quiet…” she leard a slight laugh coming from him.

“Shyra… you have no idea…” with her hand, he went up, and stroke over her cheek, but felt it beeing pushed away, and heard her speaking that he needed to stop. “fine… fine…” he lowered his hand. “I just wanted to comfort you a bit… I have no idea how people manage to survive in there own all the time… I hate it… I just cant believe peope…” Ryku sighted slightly, and then looked to her. “fine…” He sat down on the brench, and looked ut over the forrest. “the house… did you like it there? Did you like what happened?” He asked her, with a little bit of weird expression on his face.

“Bang!” A foot kicked against the door, but still it did not break down. “grr… damn this….” Shyra sighted, and with her hand moved a bit of her long red hair out of her face. “stupid door… wont break down..” “bang!” another kick came against it, but this time a little different sound was heard. Will it finaly collapse? A few more bang’s were heard, and then finaly it went down. A satisfied smile cane upon Shyra’s face, and then she stepped into the old house. It all smelled like a graveyard, but smells werent bothering her anymore, well unless she wanted it to. Step by step, she walk into the old hallway, and her bright red eyes looked around in the hallway. Its old…. Older then I had expected… everywhere were old drawers, and above them were mirrors and paintings hanging. One drew her attention. At the same time it seemed to be staring at her, it was also looking somewhere completely different. “freaky..” She whispered to herself, and then shaked her head slowly. Her purpose of beeing in the house was not some old painting, or old drawers. Slowly, she closed her eyes, and focussed on her ears. From her head, were red/orange fox ears growing. “that’s part one of my…” She smiled, and then focussed on her hearing. Softly, she heard the barks of a young Wolf. He is upstairs! Shyra opened her eyes again, and searched around for the stairs. “where are those damn things…” She looked around, and finaly, somewhere in a dark corner, hidden in the shadows, was a stair, going round up.

Step by step, she walked up the stair, hearing sounds at every step she made on it. Buty for what she thought, there was no one that could hear her anyway, exept for one animal… the one she had been searching for. Once she reached the seconth floor, her eyes scanned trough the hallway there, and stoped at a door, marked with a few weird digns on it, with a sort of golden treath making lines between little nails in it. “I have a feeling its there…” Shyra holded out one of her hands towards it, and closed her eyes. She felt a little movement in the air, and somehow the waves came from there. “it had to be…” at that same moment, a growl was heard, and now she knew it for sure. “Yuki…” Shyra whispered, and then walked to the door. Her hand went over it, searching for a lock, but it seemed to be locked, or sealed from the inside. “not again…” She sighted, and closed her eyyes. “I will get you out of there..” She whispered to something that couldn’t hear her,a nd then took a step back, looking at the patterns again. There has to be some kind of clue in it… after a while of watching, she lifted her head to the side, and then suddenly ran down the stairs again. “that painting… didn’t he had the same mark?” Shyra wondered, and ran down to look. Once she came down, she walked to the painting she had been looking at before, and noticed the same mark that was on the door, also with a golden threath, but this one was painted. “now I have to find…” She got the mark from the door in her head, and then looed at the one on the painting, and detected one little difference in it. “damn..” Syra cursed, and wthen walked on trough the hallway. Now she was looking more carefully, she noticed every single painting had the mark hidden somewhere in it. Everytime one little thing seemed to be different. Then something snapped. Carefully, she studied every little detail from the different pieces, and when she was done, walked upstairs.

Slowly, she moved her hands over the golden wire, and when she looked more closely, saw that she could move them, if she wanted to. But only in certain directions. She had one part of the mystery fixed, cause she needed to make another figure.using all the little differences from the ones in the paintings. Only the big problem was, she could only move in certain directions, and it was ossible she screwed the ones she had correct up again. “damn lock… why isnt it just a door I can kick in…” Shyra sighted slightly, but started on working on the locked door, with the weird puzzle, needed to gain acces to the room. After beeing able to have a few pieces on the right spot, she felt the energy level in herself lowering, and sighted. When she looked outside, Shyra noticed it was almost sunrise already. “damn.. I’ve been working to long…” She sighted again, and left the puzzle for what it was, then walked into an open room, and her breathe stocked. Someone was sitting there, while just a while ago, when she looked ttrough the open door from the room, it had been empty. His voice sounded weak. “come…” he said, and for some reason she could not figure herself, she walked towards the guy. He seemed around 19 years, but for some reason, she knew he was a lot older. From his back came two giant black wings, but unless the firery red eyes that she had expected, his ones were grey, with a silver glance in them. His hand motioned her to sit down next to him, and Shyra did so. “Young girl…” He started, and Shyra ignored the urge to grab a knife and stab him, for she did not realy liked to be called like that. Then she heard a small laugh, and he spoke to her again. He told her it was no use to grab a knife and kill him, for he would be death in not to much time anyway.

“come… and sit down..” He told her, and noticed her folowing what he said. “I wont harm you…” He told her, and Slowly moved his hand, and took her on her wrist. “at least.. not under what you see as it…” a small smile appeared in his face, as he looked to her, his deep silvergrey eyes meeting her bright red ones. “you are not what you seem to be..” He whispered it, and then layed her down on the bed, his black wings spreading out. “now…”

Shyra noticed he had a bandage around his left arm, and looked to it. Then she felt herself beeing layed down, and the mvement from his wings gave her the chills. Then with her amazingness. She saw him slowly removing his bandage, revealing a big wound, with blood coming out. The little fear she had, dissapeared, and she looked to it, almost getting a feeling from pitty.

He had used that little moment in his advance, and had taken a knife from the belt she had around her waist. Then slowly pressed it in her skin, and slowly, red liquid started to flow out. As he saw her looking to it confused, he lifted her up, and pressed his wound against hers. “now… just be quiet..” It was the last thing that he whispered to her, and as the blood started to mix, he closed his eyes.

Normaly, Shyra would have already taken out her katana, and slashed his head for what he had done, but something was holdong. Keeping her from doing that. When he lifted her up, she standed on her own feet again, and felt his blood mixing with hers. It felt, weird, amazing, warm, cold, frightening, all things at the same time. She closed her eyes, as she felt all the things floating into her. Slowly, the grip he had when he holded her, was starting to faint. And when it was totally gone, she opened her eyes, and saw nothing. The room was empty, and there was no trace of anything that had been in there instead of her. Slowly, she shaked her head, and layed down on the bed after closing the curtains.

After a few hours, the sunlight was getting to strong, and it managed to crawl torugh the curtains, awakening Shyra from her sleep. “hmm…” She turned around a few times, and then sat up. There had been no blanket to cover her, or a pillow to rest her head on. But a matress to sleep on had already been a real comfort to her, and she had slept well. Then her mind went back to what happened, and looked to her arm. “so.. it wasn’t a dream…?” She asked herself, and saw the wound on her arm, still fresh. With her hand, she slowly moved over it, and moaned a bit, it was also still hurting. “damn…” Slowly, she standed up, and looked around in the room, but there was not a single trace, the only prove of his excistancem, was locked inside of her, and the memories were kept in her mind.

Shyra shaked her hea, she had to lose that, ad go on with that puzzle to free Yuki from where he was trapped. Once again, she looked at the thing, and moved the things slowly. For some reason, she seemed to undestand the logics in it a little better now, and after anouther hour, she had cracked the code. That’s weird… Slowly, she pushed against the door, and it opened to the inside. There, finaly, after a bvery long period of searching, she saw Yuki sitting, a leather collar around his neck, with a bright red stone on it. And attatched to it, was a steel chain, sticked to the wall. “Yuki!” a great smile appeared on her face, and she went towards him, and sat down. “aww poor little guy…” the little fox, called Yuki, had a white/grey fur, and dark shining eyes. The real colour was not to be seen, but the only thing was that it was not black, and that’s what made it so special. Shyra’s eyes went to the lock on the wall, and sighted. “the key… I bet its hidden somewhere on a difficult place also.. they just want to torture me here..”

Yuki growled, and She slowly stroke over his back. “don’t worry.. ill get you out…” Shyra standed up, and looked around in the room, and then to the lock. It was, as she had suspected, another puzzle. Aargh! Im getting insane from all this! She sighted, and looked to the key hole. “eck…” it was weird, it was a key in the form of… she couldn’t see properly, but it had a full form, somehting that wouldn’t ever be possible to remake or anything like it. “where the heck do I have to find that..” She asked, and sat down, sighting. With one of her hands, she stroke over Yuki’s back, and tried to think of the most unlogical place to hide a key, for that was usualy the place where it was.

“under…something… above… something… hidden in a…” She stoped. “chest?” Slowly, Shyra standed up, and looked around. “I think I saw it somewhere..” Slowly, step by step, she started to walk trough the room. “im sure ive seen it… but where..” She sighted, and walked out of the room. “its impossible! Its just driving me insane!” She shouted it almost, but stoped, as her fox ears had picked up a sound. Whats that? I didn’t hear that before… Slowly, she walked into another room, and walked to the drawer standing in there. Her hand went to the door in it, and slowly opened it. Inside, was the skeleton of a… fox.. or some other like animal standing. “creepy…” She whispered, and slowly took it out, bone by bone. For somehow, Shyra had a feeling what she was searching for was behind the skeleton, and it was only there to scare people away.

When it was out, ahde crawled in, and took a little chest out of the back from the drawer. “great… I need a key to obtain the key… don’t I?” then she ecamined closely, but saw there was no lock on the chest. With eyes widened, she opened the little chest, and took a little paper out. Or there is no key in it of course… on the paper was a little note, from someone.. probaply the one who had made the whole thing up. Sometimes things you search for are hidden on the spot you wont think of, or are even things used regular.” Hmm.. so I guess the key is… hiden on a spot that’s to logical to look for, and I have probaply used it a few times already, if not to say daily…”

Invasion heb ik op dvd

Ik snap je niet echt, ik heb nooit iets gezegd over naam niet zeggen.

Dat maakt niet uit, maar het is sneu.

Ik vind het sneu.

Zo bedoelde ik het eigenlijk niet. Vond het alleen een beetje raar. Lach je niet uit ofzo;)

Heee!
Haha zo creabea ben ik niet, kan eventjes niks verzinnen op TOM..
Jáá echt super interessant hoor, jou blogs Ik vind het ook gewoon leuk om iemands blog te lezen
Ik ben ook best melig
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nu moet je je pp wel aanpassen

dikke knuffel van mij

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gefelicitaart!

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Hee leeftijdgenoot
15 alweer
Nog 1 jaar en je kan een scooter halen als je wilt
Nog 3 jaar en je kan voor een auto kijken als je wilt

Hoe dan ook, je moet het nu even met 15 doen

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van harte geproficiateerd!

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Woeiii, 15 alweer, op naar een lang leven en onthoud dit, op de moeilijkste wegen kom je de beste mensen tegen, maak er een fijne dag van en hou den zonzij in je hart en ziel

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Haha zal wel lukken denk ik

Trouwens; wist je al dat we morgen het eerste uur vrij hebben?