Project: MASK Prologue/Chapter 1A/N: Another attempt at writing Cry and Pewds and others. I'm still not quite used to writing them, so if they're acting OOC (out of character) then I'm sorry. I'm still learning and pretty rusty in terms of writing fics and stuff.
Rating: PG 13+(Better safe than sorry)
Enjoy and let me know what you think of it.
An explosion roared as debris rained from the heavens and onto the desolate streets; a dust cloud billowed and marred the sky, marking the location of where it took place. A figure leaped on top of a car, denting the roof as he looked impassively toward a destroyed storefront. He ignored the crumbling buildings of the ruined section of the city, he didn't care about the people that raced away, screaming in terror. The figure kept his focus on the storefront, waiting for a sign, a movement.
A second figure stumbled out, coughing; his green hoodie ragged,
After Death ThoughtsI sat there in the darkness of my death, huddled into a miserable ball of weakness and despair. What the hell have I done? Everything I had done, all the friends that I made... I gave it all up for just my best friend. To see her again, to talk and laugh with her like the old days. I was a fool. A simple trick, so obvious that even I could see it... but ignored it in favor of seeing her again.
My name is Rally Nightshade, a... former Hume beastwoman. By former, its obvious as I stated before that I'm dead. I know, shocker huh? Well, to be honest, not really. I mean, I knew I was going to die, its just how I am. Running in head first without thinking, it was only a matter of time before that trait of mine would end up having me killed. Jasmine always warned me about it and she's right. In fact, all my friends, if I have any left over now, had warned me about my emotions and stubborn, dumbass attitude. I should've listened but being as stupid as I am.. I didn't.
Anyway, the name's Rally.