Rooftops: Tempest

**Author's Note: This is obviously \*not\* from cha0s's point of view. The character is a new one, who will be introduced soon.** ** Rooftops:...

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The Creed: Stand and Feel Your Worth

When J asked if I was alright, something inside me broke. I had spent months longing for my mate, only to witness his death at my return. I most definitely was not alright, and felt as if I never would be. Alice was no more, it seemed, and I, her...

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Halloween 2017: Demon's Night WIP

The burned jackyl screamed before slamming a blonde deer headfirst into a television. "really, a spellbook? that's freaking stupid dude." "i thought it would be too, but, we found something." nick said with a smile, holding the book to mark.

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The Creed: The Grand Preamble

_15 hours earlier:_ 8:00 AM, Monday I cringed as the alarm clock went off, but nonetheless got up for my first day of work: I was now an official employee of Abstergo Industries' IT department. I'd been avoiding my landlord for the past week as I...

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The Creed: The Unraveling

**11:00 PM** I awoke to bright lights shining in my face and cringed. My whole body felt like a throbbing pile of shit, and my head was the worst of all. _Worst. Fucking. Headache. Ever._ I thought, and opened my eyes back up to see a strange sight....

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The Creed: Lives Lived

_Two Weeks Later_ I steadied my phone against a gravestone and set the automatic timer. The morning after that night so long ago, J and Purp explained just about everything I had wanted to know: J, when he found me, had just infiltrated an Abstergo...

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The Factions of the Modern City

He was a young jackyl, in his mid twenties. he had a smile on his face but it looked as if he had no anger against the scaly faction. "wait. vanden had killed your leader. why help us?"

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The Factions of the Modern City 2

He was a young jackyl, in his mid twenties. he had a smile on his face but it looked as if he had no anger against the scaly faction. "wait. vanden had killed your leader. why help us?"