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Post by prissieb on May 19, 2014 20:01:54 GMT
Is it bad to wish your cold will last a bit? No, I am kidding, but I love reading your stories!
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2014 20:34:37 GMT
Haha no, no it's good! More time off school… more listening to Coldplay… haha! Thanks
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Post by LdySpace on May 19, 2014 21:11:42 GMT
Good then, we wish you more cold. I'll even throw in some sneezing and watery eyes for good measure. Happy writing!
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2014 15:57:59 GMT
Haha! My cold has gone now… and I'm about to write a chapter. Honest. I need to keep myself away from Sims… that game is addictive!
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2014 17:12:10 GMT
Dead Espionage Hahahahaha I could've written this so much quicker if I hadn't stopped to debate whether Chris's hair is golden or not {Chapter Eight}Several figures came running round the corner, each of which Chris promptly shot down. He felt the bullet leave the barrel of the gun every time, watching it pierce the air.
Will and Jonny promptly disappeared behind another wall with Phil, leaving Chris out on his own. Another two soldiers came towards him, running like machines.
He fired the first bullet towards the closest one, and managed to hit him. Blood came out in waterfalls, but he moved his attention to the next target.
He was fighting a losing battle. As metal scraped the floor and hit light bulbs, he sensed the man move right past him and grab him around the neck.
Breathing filled the room.
“Ha! Not so clever now…” he said, but Chris quickly rammed the back of his gun into the man's stomach and turned around to shoot him, followed by two others that threw themselves into the room soon after.
He managed to escape behind the wall, where the other three were still hiding.
“Thanks for the help,” smirked Chris sarcastically, throwing the gun at Jonny.
“Careful! This is your fault, you know!” he replied.
Chris ignored him and instead turned to Will. “How's Phil doing?”
“There!”
Jonny swore suddenly and pulled the trigger on impulse. It was a hit.
“Bloody hell…” he whispered.
“Phil's ok… well, he's alive, anyway,” replied Will.
“What? Wait, let me see!” Chris said, pushing Will out of the way. Phil's eyelids were fluttering, his eyes flickering on and off. “How do you feel, Phil?” he said.
Phil tried to reply, but just started coughing again.
In the mix of all the coughing, Chris heard another sound.
But he couldn't place what it was, because everything was suddenly black.
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Post by comicforce on May 20, 2014 17:15:12 GMT
Wow!
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Post by LdySpace on May 20, 2014 20:09:56 GMT
CP going commando! Love it!
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2014 18:02:10 GMT
Dead Espionage Hello{Chapter Nine}Beep. Beep. Beep.
The sounds brought Chris to an awake state.
For a while, his eyelids fluttered, considering the thought of opening. Then, suddenly, he sat up, his senses spinning and his vision doubling.
“Someone's awake!” laughed Guy, rushing over to Chris's bed. “How're you feeling?”
For a long time, Chris stared at a point in the distance. A TV screen and the news were creeping into the corners of his vision, distracting him.
“Several people are believed to have been injured in the attack, including members of the world famous —”
“Chris?” Guy gave him a small shake this time.
“I'm… I'm… good.”
“I'm glad. You had it pretty rough back there. Fortunately I managed to get out with the others safely. And Phil's leg is doing better, too.”
Oh yes. The airport, the guns, and the killing.
It all came flooding back.
“How did I get out?”
“The police found you, Jonny, Phil and Will eventually… when they decided to actually get involved. I think you got some bad head injuries from being kicked. But Jonny managed to shoot the guy, or so I heard,” he explained.
Chris sank slowly back down into a lying position.
“I think I need some more rest,” he said. Guy nodded in reply, and walked off.
He tossed himself onto his side so that he could sleep better, but his ribs ached horribly. Phil was managing to move around the ward on crutches now, his leg slowly improving. Will and Jonny seemed to have escaped mostly unscathed, apart from some shock.
The TV continued to blare on in the background. He wasn't particularly listening. He just let the information flood past his ears. It wasn't long before he fell back into a dreamless, deep sleep.
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2014 15:37:45 GMT
Dead Espionage I finished the story… if anyone is even still reading, I commend you. Have some cake in celebration. It'll make up for the boredom I've put you through. Positives of this fanfic: I'll never be big headed again as my self belief is now ruined Negatives: Everything else Conclusion: I should've made it a trilogy /incredibly annoying comment{Chapter Ten}Chris awoke to a pounding pain in his forehead. He managed to push himself into an upright position, but upon seeing his face on the TV screen suddenly crashed back down onto the bed again.
The door opened a little and a few people walked in.
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Barely half an hour later Chris was stood behind the doors of the hospital, ready to leave. He moved his head closer to the door. Shouting.
The media had arrived.
He took one last glance behind him and pushed one of the heavy doors open.
Hundreds of cameras greeted him, almost swamping him. It was a battle to get through the crowd and to the car waiting for him. Questions were thrown from every direction, but with one final push, he managed to escape into the back seat of the vehicle.
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It wasn't until later that day that Chris arrived back at The Bakery, and he was met by a long cheer from his friends.
“Next time I'll take the bus,” he said.
Everyone laughed.
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Post by comicforce on May 26, 2014 19:09:48 GMT
I'm reading Amelia! I loved it. Sorry I didn't comment on your last post, I meant to. Seriously good. Well done.
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Post by Deleted on May 26, 2014 19:23:25 GMT
Thank you… thank you a lot!
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Post by prissieb on May 26, 2014 19:28:30 GMT
And so do I! I like fictional stories. I say: let them coming
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Post by Deleted on May 26, 2014 19:30:06 GMT
Hmm… I think I'm going to have to have a bit of time off before I write anything else… if just to think of ideas if anything. Thank you again I love you both *hugs*
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Post by LdySpace on May 27, 2014 14:57:28 GMT
Amelia! I'm a bit perplexed because I was positive that I wrote a response to your last chapter, I even remember what I *thought* I'd typed, but I evidently typed it and never sent it. I apologize!! I want you to know that I love your stories! I love the drama, and I think you have a really cool writing style. Please continue writing. You have a cool gift, and I love to be the recipient of that gift!
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2014 19:13:10 GMT
Thank you Do you guys have a sixth sense of how to cheer me up or something? You're amazing, ALL OF YOU
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