Silent Ones (''Halloween'' Fanfiction) Ch. 3 EbonySilent Ones (''Halloween'' Fanfiction) Ch. 3 by larafanVGC
Such a strange name...
Michael suddenly felt the shorter and smaller woman hug him around the waist. Her small and fragile hands barely touching from how much bigger he was than her. Now that he looked at her, she was really short. About 5'1 (or 1.5 meters), which was pretty short compared to him (he was around 6'5 or 1.9 meters). She was also so much more fragile than him and smaller than him. His hand was about three times the size of her own. Ebony felt relaxed as she broke away from the hug and smiled.
"My, Michael... You've grown up... It makes me seem like I am the child here..." she said once again telepathically with muted giggling, smiling softly as she looked away from the much taller male sheepishly.
She blushed when she realized that when he was only a child, he had been about 3'5 tall (1 meter tall). Now he was much taller than her and he was intimidating. But nonetheless, he still reminded her of that sweet young little boy she knew for so long.
Silent Ones (''Halloween'' Fanfiction) Ch. 2Ebony sat in the attic. In the corner. Alone. The old Myers place was rotting away. And so was she. From loneliness.Silent Ones (''Halloween'' Fanfiction) Ch. 2 by larafanVGC
She waited. And waited. For him to return so they would speak with each other once more. But... He never returned. He left her. But every time she doubted him, she would assure herself that he would return to her. It was all this hope for Michael to return was what kept her happy and beautiful.
All this hope came from something, but she didn't know from what exactly. She liked Michael as a child. But then she reminded herself that he would be a full grown man after 15 years...
15 years... Had it really been that long?
For Ebony, it felt like decades and decades. But she still waited. Desperate to see him again. To see him smile and to heal his sorrows. She could feel his bitterness and insanity growing and tried to cure it... But she never knew what happened to him when he left. She never knew if he was truly cured...
Until she heard a noise from downstairs.
It was someo
Silent Ones (''Halloween'' Fanfiction) Ch. 1The Blacks were always the respected kind of people.Silent Ones (''Halloween'' Fanfiction) Ch. 1 by larafanVGC
Margret and Samuel Black were well known for their riches and good business in their mines. Having mines and workers all across the country they were one of the most powerful people in the USA at the time. They were also blessed by three children.
Louis Black was the oldest and the most prideful of the three. He was to be the one to take his father's place. Benjamin Black was the second oldest and smartest of the three. He would be his brother's manager and take his brother's place if there was ever to be a dire situation.
And finally, the youngest, sweetest and shiest of the family: Ebony. A strange name, but while it was an uncommon name at the time, the Blacks thought it was the perfect name for their daughter because of her pure raven black hair that seemed to flow forever. It was such beautiful hair and her parents liked to keep it clean and well kept to give out a good first impression. But sadly, their daughter had been born a
Unseen BeautyHow can I describe the joyUnseen Beauty by ithaswhatitisnt
That crawls up my spine and
Ignites in my brain when I see
The most beautiful creature ever
Do not think so, but then again,
Have never seen yourself clearly.
When a self-image is viewed,
See only despair, disgust, demon,
An object, a thing, to be destroyed.
When I gaze upon the same visage,
I see hope, radiance, seraphim,
More of a man than most men ever are,
A person to be celebrated and loved.
Choose to ignore the God-given gift
That has been bestowed upon the chosen
A gift that normalities may never possess
But all I can focus on is that gift,
On shaping my own variation and knowing
That my gift can never be as fine-tuned as yours.
Believe that no one could ever love someone like
Yourself, that a monster has no real chance at
Happiness and love.
I disagree. If
Would only look beyond the outward appearance
And concentrate on the inner contents,
Would discover how many women consider themselves
Quiet Few people would believe their eyes if they saw Mark Hoffman, one of the police department's finest detectives, sitting in his apartment, surrounded by empty beer cans. Sometimes he couldn't even believe it himself. In all honesty, it was pitiful. Someone like him having been reduced to drinking the nights away. Drinking to forget everything that had become of his life. Could he even call what he was going through to be a 'life'? In a 'life', weren't you supposed to actually make something of it? Do some good for the world and for yourself? Yet, here he was, drinking to numb himself and helping the Jigsaw Killer on his sick mission of trying to 'help' people. Sure, he was a cop too, but what was the point of being one when you just went behind the system's back to help a murderer? How could anyone call that a life?Quiet by tigerlily6543
It had all started after Angelina had been killed by that bastard excuse of a human. Seth Baxter. Even the though
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