The Death of Nature

[Steve Fox]

Dull thuds echo through the dungeon under the Ministry of Terror, rythmic thuds puncuated by the sound of breaking stone. Steve, his right arm still in it's make shift sling and sweat running down his face, stands, punching the wall of his cell.

The wall is beginning to develope a large cracked dent in it from the continuious assault of the boxer's fist. Blood stains the stone, splashed from Steve's torn knuckles. The boxer continues to punch, his face set in a horrid twist of anger.

His thoughts are straight forwards. Lawrence!... Yamato!... Kill!... Lawrence!... Yamato!... Kill!... Lawrence!... Yamato!... Kill!...

Steve is not making an attempt to escape. He's training.

[Hikari]

Hikari smiled brightly and nodded enthusiastically.
"I don't mind adults, but having Varsha over again would be really nice to have!" She said, excitedly.
Hikari bowed and plopped down on the floor, like the old times.
"Do you know where she is right now?" She asked, tilting her ehad to the side.

[Valodya Bassarov]

new thread time