Alex-+Writing

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__Nothing __ What is nothing? Well nothing is really something. Confused? Let me explain, if you take the word 'nothing' for example, in this term it's a word. Another example is if you break nothing into two you get 'no' and 'thing' meaning no thing. Lets just say nothing is really something that us humans believe is nothing.

Death Flare (Beth Mare)

Beth Mare was always hated and picked on as a child. Beth was hated for her smarts and her unusual facial features.

When Beth was fourteen she finally built up the urge to run away. Run away from all her troubles and hate. She just ran, and ran until her feet could not take her a step further. She collapsed into a dark sleep and never woke up for three years.

Three years later, Beth awoke from her dark slumber. The world around her that was once just grasslands and mountain, was now all sand and dirt. She stood up and stumbled over face first into the plain yellow sand.

She finally got up again and found her feet. Only for her feet to become numb again and stumbled into a dark brown shed. Rolling onto her back, Beth looked around the glum shed. This place had a lot of supplies. From feathers to paint to old science equipment. She smirked. Time for a little revenge. She quickly got to work, not once worrying about her hunger.

As the days past her plan got stronger. Beth was not going to let the haters win. Not this time. Finally, after months work, her work for now was done. She had made her villain outfit. She wore an orange rag dress with a black leather whip. With the help of science she had sharp razor like claws coming out of her hands. Big black feathered wings sprouted from her back and a large black feathered tail was attached to her lower back. Her feet were bare with little wings coming out of her ankle. She had also painted two thick black lines just under where her dress ended. These symbolized the four years when the hate towards her was impeccable. No longer was this Beth Mare. No. This was a new Beth. She went by the name Death Flare.

At once Flare (her nickname) took off on the great journey ahead of her. Flying through the plump, white clouds. When she reached her home city of hate. She laughed looking down at all the kids that made her life miserable.

She took off towards the earth. Landing, she sighed coming face to face with the one who gave her the most hate. Kelly. Flare shot out her claws, her eyes gleaming with revenge. “Oh Kelly, sweet powerless Kelly.” Flare said walking closer to her. “Who are you?” Kelly said fear rising in her voice. “Only your worst nightmare” Flare laughed out sharpening her claws, ready to attack. “Beth?” Kelly asked. Flare just smirked and lunged for her. Penetrating her claws into Kelly’s chest. She watched as the life slipped out of her and into the misty air. People all around the scene screeched in horror and fled from Flare.

“Look who showed up.” A familiar voice said. Flare shot around to see her mother smirking evilly. Her mother had always threatened to kill her and throw her body in a river. The memories brought tears to Flares eyes but she quickly wiped them away, rage taking over her body. She lunged at her mother, trying to swipe her. Her mother just held her further enough away from her so she wouldn’t get swiped. Fear rose within Flare as her powers and weapons were nothing compared to her mother’s powers. Again just like when she was fourteen Flare ran. Ran away from her mother. Something grabbed her neck and picked her off the ground.

“Mother please don’t” Flare choked out. Her mothers grip tightened. “But Beth, all I want is revenge” Her mother growled chucking Flare to the floor. “It’s Death Flare mum I changed my name” Flare whimpered hiding the pain. Her mother slowly walked up to her. Evil flickered in her eyes. Standing before Flare her mother whipped out her dagger.

“Mum please I will do anything” Flare pleaded. Tears streamed down Flares flushed cheeks. “I’m sorry child but I want revenge” Her mother said. “For what?” Flare asked in between sobs. “Your father left me after I told him I was pregnant with you, It was your fault he left, Beth, now I want revenge” Her mother spoke. No expression was planted on her face. Flare tried to get up but her mother held her tight to the floor.

“Please” Flare pleaded, crying harder than before. All Flare wanted was revenge on those who picked on her at school. She never in a million years thought her life was just going to end like this. Her mother raised her hand, grasping the dagger tighter. Flare screamed as it penetrated into her skin. The last thing she ever heard was her mother’s laugh.

THE END! By Alex.