My Blog...How original.

weird, i swore i posted this.... anywho, it doesn't matter, i am now. hope ya like it, this is where i get darker then my normal self... i mean, it isn't really dark, but normally when i write, the bad dude gets worse and worse... no he's just bad from the start, it's distinct.hope ya'll like this one! -argetlam
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Auni was in another perfectly white room. But this room was much more larger and closer to a auditorium. There was nothing in the room but a set of windows all along the left side of the room reveled several people in white coats. The where all blonde like Miss Aadile and they had the same eyes. The door shut and a table of rocks emerged from the wall. On it where several rocks with symbols on them. They look so familiar... Her eyes widened. Those symbols where identical to those on her hand.

“Welcome, Auni,” a voice said from the other room, the voice was the directors, “I forgot to mention that my name is Uugi. But this is the room where you’ll be tested on. Those stones in front of you are not ordinary stones. Each of those if translated into your writing stand for the first seven letters in your alphabet. They will become more understandable in time, but we want to know what your powers will do with these stones. Stretch out your hand above the one to on the far right, that stands for the letter ‘C’.”

Auni slowly stretched her hand over the stone. Slowly her hand started to glow and she could sense the high exclamations of the people behind the glass. The stone started to raise and made a very strange noise. Auni was scared white at what she was doing. She could tell that she had no control over this. The director, Uugi, told her to move her hand over the other stones, each had the same reaction a different note though, always higher and higher. The table then retreated back into the wall. The doors opened and Uugi walked in. His pale face was glowing happily.

“That was marvelous. We shall proceed with more tests tomorrow.” He nodded his head to Miss Aadile and she escorted her out back to her room.
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"So what happened to Kioshi?" Tyler asked the man behind his chair. The gruff man looked startled that Tyler sensed him.

"We blew up his vehicle when he jumped over the canyon, " He said, his voice rugged and extremely deep.

"Is he and the two girls with him dead."

Even though the man was so much bigger then Tyler and much older, the man shifted hi feet with nervousness.

"Um..." he cleared his throat, "Not exactly... he was falling and... um-"

Before the man could finish his pitiful sentence Tyler had jumped from his chair and his mechanical hand was around the mans throat. His eyes bulged when Tyler squeezed harder and the sharp tips of his fingers dug into his throat. Blood trinkled down and then the man fell to the floor, half a smile laid on Tyler’s face. He looked up at the other man who stood in fear.

“Kill Kioshi,” He said, “This is your last chance. IF you fail this time, there won’t ever be another chance for you to kill him. Now, go.”

He sat back down in the chair and faced a giant screen that recorded Auni sleeping in the bed at O.T.B.

“Soon, Auni,” he whispered evilly to himself, “You shall be put into your proper use.”
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Are you ready to listen? said a voice that woke Auni with a start. The room’s lights were dimmed, so the whiteness wasn’t so blinding. Auni looked around the room to see who was talking.

Auni, you’re the only one to hear me.

She clutched her throat and breathed deeply. It was back. That voice which had spoken to her on the her first hours here at O.T.B. No, she was not ready. But the voice wouldn’t listen.

Where am I? she asked the voice feeling amazingly stupid.

O.T.B., of course. it replied.

I mean, what does that stand for?

I’m not allowed to give that information.

Auni’s mouth dropped open, it was aloud in her mind, but not aloud to tell her what O.T.B. meant!

You got to be joking! She thought to the voice but it didn’t make a reply. She held a scream of confusion and threw herself on the bed, crying herself to sleep.
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