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PsychoticBreakDown said
Oh but impaleing people onto a building while there alive. And I've watched elm street on Friday the 13th I wrote horror. But as I say you don't want to scare away your readers in the first page. Implying is child's play but doing it while there alive to a tree it's creepy in the first page. And I the main twist is that someone the detective knows is the serial killer who is going around killing people more gruesome each time.


Oh, I was just being silly. ^.^ Trying to fit many as many Horror film titles into a paragraph. XD
PsychoticBreakDown said
" Wake up" Did you know that in minecraft I chase people around in a server with my name titled as Janethekiller and had a Jane skin on. But other than that I'm just sitting here thinking to my self that I suck at life right now. It's just ugg, I wrote down brushing ways of killing someone. Including being impaled to a tree, ambushed between a door and a wall. Which are the less gruesome of the group.


I like writing graphic and gory stories, sometimes on Friday the 13th, sometimes on Halloween, impaling people is Child's Play. Don't worry though, a quick walk around Elm Street will surely be a Hellraiser for you. X3 I won't hold a Grudge for the people who aren't horror writers. I should go see my doctor Hannibal Lecter, shouldn't I? I swear I Saw this coming.
Helena huffed, ignoring the rest of the class. Did Vlad have medication that she could tamper with? Did he have some sort of daily drink, like alcohol or coffee? She could try to make a poison out of stolen ingredients from the kitchen... Helena's thought of murder could not break her from thought.
Maria carefully lifted the lid off the manhole as she came out, this was a new area for her to explore near the hospital, giving her plenty of hope to find new things, especially water, she had been thirsty all day, her mouth dry and numb. She brought out her spiked bat and her 45. revolver that she had yet to use, she figured she might as well bring it, just in case.
She stepped out, gun on her hip and bat ready to be swung, heading off to the hospital. Once she was inside, she snuck around the few infected that were in the main lobby to get to the vents, carefully unscrewing the bolts with her overgrown nails. Setting aside the vent door, she wiggled her way in, giving her good access for at least a couple of floors.
She dropped into one of the room that looked like it held a decent amount of medical supplies. She looked through all the bottles and cases, seeing medications of all sorts but nothing important to her. She heard noises outside the door which happened to be locked, making her curious enough to look through it's small window. A line of infected walked down the hallway outside the room, all going one way. She merely pushed the thought of possible survivors out of her head, it seemed only like a false hope to hold out on that fantasy.
Castitas stood there, remaining silent as Markus spoke, glancing down at her feet. "...You are forgiven." She walked past him towards the remains of the great city she called home. "I need to cremate his body, my Master, it's what he would've wanted..."

Back at the savage's camp, Umbra made her way towards the cage to speak to this almighty Priestess. Upon arrival, she noticed the cage' empty. "You fools! Can't you hold a simple girl? Barely a child, yet she is missing?!" Umbra woke the guards near the cage, killing them with a flick of her wrist. She summoned two demon dogs that were larger than their ox. "Whisper! Murmur!" She called out the hellhound's names, showing them a lock of hair that had been ripped out of Castitas' head. "Find her, and bring her back alive, even if she a little broken." Umbra's devious smile curled onto her lips, sending out her pets.

Great walls that held La Luz Fortaleza were now heaps of meaningless stone, scattered along with the rest of it's insides. Castitas knelt down to her Master's corpse. "I'm sorry Master, Light has taken you in it's arms..." She sang a song of prayer, her voice soothing and calm as it float alongside the wind. She was about to take his hand as she continued singing, but his hand grasped first. "Cast-i-tas..." "Master, you're alive?!" Both surprise and fear came into her features. The High-Priest shook his head, coughing out blood. "Not for l-long, my dear... Y-you must return t-to the Light... Must r-return.." His grip loosed as he slipped into death once more. "Master, please don't leave me." She cried out loud, hugging her Master's body, trying to wake him up. "I don't want to be alone..."
I should probably hit the hay, I have to get up early in the morning tomorrow.
Castitas awoke suddenly, her head was pounding painfully and her vision was slightly fuzzy. She grabbed ahold of Markus' hand, making sure it wasn't one of Umbra's guards. "Hel... p." Her grip loosened as she tried to push on the cage. Her vision cleared, seeing the knight's familiar armour. She went completely silent after seeing his face. The only thing she did was point to one of the daggers on the guard, then to the leather straps that held the cage together.
"You will pay for what you have done!" Castitas sobbed as she kicked and screamed, managing to crawl off the back of an ox which she was repeatedly put back onto. "Who are you? Why are you doing this?!" She struggled before the one woman looked back at her, sending chills down the Priestess's spine. "You may call me Umbra, if you wish, or if it pleases you; call me Mistress." She gave a sultry smile, gesturing to one of her henchmen. "For you are no better than a dying dog awaiting it's unchangeable fate." One of the savages grasped Castitas' hair, lifting her up that way. She screeched in pain, clawing at the one holding her. Umbra was growing tired, giving a final order to the henchman. "Shut her up!" One swift hit and the Priestess was knocked unconscious. "Hn, I nearly thought it wasn't possible to quiet the whore. Well done." Umbra and her followers built a camp when the sun started to set, though guards remained awake, guarding the Priestess who was shoved in a small wooden cage, the guards had eventually fallen asleep near the cage, occasionally jerking half awake to the slightest chirp in the night.
After dining, most of the priestesses went to their chambers to rest for the night. Meanwhile Castitas and her Master discuss current events in the main hail of the Temple. "He flicked me! Not in an attempt to harm me, but to humiliate me! Arg! If I ever see his stupid face again... " Castitas punches the air in front of her. The High-Priest merely shook his head. "Repress your thoughts before the hatred corrupts your mind and sends you into the abyss. He may have acted harshly but that doesn't give you the right to as well."
"He was about to attack an innocent! Surely the Gods wouldn't mind if he had a bruised eye or a broken nose..."
"Enough, Castitas, the others are deep in slumber and you should be too."
The young girl sighed. "Yes, Master..."
Castitas sulked towards her bedchambers, planning to pray before she could finally rest herself.
The High-Priest, aware of the events that were about to happen next, stepped outside into the moonlight, looking into it's gaze. "You have yet to accomplish if you wish to defeat her, Shadow..." He whispered to the moon, knowing that 'it' was listening.
Moments pass as a storm rumbles in the distance, soon shrouding La Luz Fortaleza and the surrounding land. The rumble had sounded similar to dark laughter. Castitas, startled by the sudden growls in the air, paused her prayers for her to look outside, seeing the High-Priest.
From a distance, hoofs pounded the ground, giving a sound that could outmatch thunder. A large stampede of ox marked with white war paint was approaching, being ridden by savages with similar symbols painted on their flesh. The howled as the rammed up against the city gates, soon destroying them. The barbaric raiders rampaged though the city, killing civilians, setting buildings on fire, all of them eventually heading towards the temple. There were hundreds, maybe thousands of these strange people, all lead by one woman who rode with one of their warriors, stopping to where the High-Priest stood. The leader stared into his eyes, with it's own, cold and lifeless. She pulled out her dagger, swiftly thrusting it into the High-Priests heart. "This will bring the pretty bug out from hiding." The woman smiled, her teeth stained red from the blood that had splattered.
Castitas, who had been watching from her window, couldn't believe what she saw, her heart stopping.
"Master!" She called out, catching the attention from the woman who had attacked him. She nodded to her followers, not breaking eye contact from the young Priestess. "Get her!" The savages wrecked havoc through the Temple's halls, awakening the other priestesses. One of the youngest, hid under her bed, seeing her sisters torn apart from beneath her bed. She pulled her blonde hair back as she crawled from where she hid. After hearing Castitas scream, she swiftly snuck out from her window like she used to when playing with her fellow priestesses, dashing to the stables to steal a horse. She rode off towards the next kingdom, praying that she would make it in time to acquire help.

After her journey, the blonde haired girl dashed up the Palace steps with no time to explain to the guards as she skid past them, bursting through the large doors. "Help!-" She let out a strangled gasp. "Evil... killed Master... Save- her..." She collapsed dead onto the hard floor.
Castitas, having watched the entire incident, lost all respect for the Knight, He had been nothing but rude and snobbish. She watched with good riddance that this pathetic excuse for a man was leaving. Castitas, about to head back to the dinning hall, heard one of the town's people cry for help. She came running back to see the Knight was about to attack a defenceless farmer. She ran out between the civilian and the knight in hopes she could prevent the destruction he was about to bring upon the poor farmer.
"Castitas!" One of the Priestesses went to run out after her fellow sister but was stopped by the High-Priest, who observed with a calm expression.
Castitas' eyes glowed white as a burst of white fire wrapped around the citizen like a shield. "I think you are the one who needs to be taught a lesson in manners!" Her voice echoed though the brick roads that traveled throughout the city, the white flames now spreading around them in a circle.
Her eyes faded to their normal deep green, her voice stern. "You will not harm a soul in this city."
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