True-Blue-Phoenix

A young girl walked into the woods, going to visit her dearest friend. As the forest grew darker and denser she knew she was heading in the right direction. She heard someone call her name, "Emily, where are you?" It was coming from the direction she was going, so she decided to hurry up. When she arrived, she immediately saw her friend, but it wasn't a typical human friend. This friend was a large female man eating plant named Juniper. "Juniper, I'm so glad to see you!" Emily hugged Juniper's vines. "I'm glad too, what do you have behind your back?" Juniper asked. Emily giggled and gave Juniper a big cigar. Juniper was ecstatic, especially

I glance at her looking unsure. "You mean it?" "Of course anything for a friend." She chirped. "Thanks." I said nonchalantly. I haven't been treated with kindness in such a long time...kindness...I thought about that for a moment but then Amy interrupted me. "Um Shadow? It's getting pretty late we should probably get going." I nod at this then started walking by her side. On the way to her house, I started thinking about Maria, but there was no tragedy, only fond memories. This made me smile a little. I'm glad Amy didn't see it. I don't want her to get the wrong idea. I made myself comfortable on the couch since I am sleeping there tonight.

When I blacked out, I felt as though I was floating, not quite certain where I was gonna end up. I found I was in my room back on the ship, my weapons returned. I knew he wasn't going to kill me, what a coward. I chuckle to myself then return to my thoughts. At least I have my weapons back, I wonder what's going to happen next. All I was thankful for was being alive, and being prepared for whatever the crazy scientist/inventor has in store for next time, if there was a next time. Several months have passed and Maria finally stopped haunting my mind, I could never forget her for the life of me, however at least it was less painful now. I was

No...this can't be... I stare at my hands, they are covered with blood...her blood. "MARIA!" I shout at the sky, as if it was its fault. I held her cold, mutilated body in my arms, feeling very very weak. Don't cry...don't cry. It was too late, tears were streaming down my scarred up face and I couldn't even control it. Damn it all... I heard laughter from a distance, painfully familiar laughter. "How could you?!" I yelled at the voice's direction. "She was your granddaughter for fuck sakes!" I set her down gently, and reached for my gun, but it wasn't there. Son of a bitch. The laughter grew louder, I finally found the figure that matched t