Orange.Soda - Page 642

I sat in my desk reading the news. "Two men found, one dead policeman, one injured crimanal. Only evidence is 2 letters..." I read aloud. "Nathan, does it sound familiar?" I asked right when he came in. He poured me some tea, smirking. I contended reading. "Two men, master? I thought there was one." He commented. I smirked, setting the newspaper on my desk. "I came across some difficulties with the police and had to defend myself. I guess they don't appreciate people doing the work for them."... Read Full Chapter

"Wh- what do you mean?" I asked frightened. "You see, our boss is a demon, and believes he's the legendary one in the prophecy. Because the prophecy states that the chosen one can speak to ghosts..." Jeff trailed off. "Prophecy? Chosen one?!? I'm lost." I studdered. "Well, bacically Death is going to take us and stop us." Candy man explained gleefully.
"Sooo, does it say that they have no idea they're Death?" I asked. They all nodded, as if this is normal. "I should hide then, shouldn't I?" ... Read Full Chapter

I woke on a couch, covered by masses of torn blankets and a teddy bear about to shank my face. I quickly cuddled up with it, trying to gain warmth. The knife fell, clattering against the floor. Picking it up, I examined it. "Th-that's the same knife I- I killed her with..." I muttered, weak from the emotions flooding back to me. A man in a blue mask with black tears wearing a hood walked towards me, holding a slice of cheesecake in his hand. I sat up, wrapping some blankets around me.
"I'm ... Read Full Chapter