Chapter 1 For Susan Romanova, Happy cake massacre day. 11/7/17

Loud screams call out echoing though the darkness surrounding her, but no ears heard her. The sound of pleasure, but mostly pain was spreading throughout the land. Her crimson red eyes a blend very rare to find were soon dulled as the life they once held faded. Years later, a crowd gathered in celebration as a mechanical marvel was soon accomplished. Laying down upon the ground, before the command of formation. Upon a large military base, coming out of a hanger much larger than any constructed by man. Airplanes were being pulled out with a special vehicle hauling them into a formation from their assigned hanger. A pair of plump sturdy legs stretched out directly from the sides of a massive body. Pushing up a more curvaceous body, onto the top of two roller feet attached to the ankle.

It was the worlds first aeromorph, though many had been processed and even more failed attempts. It was like a old time sci-fi movie where man created something beautiful, but terrifying at the same time. But this was real, there process of making such marvels were kept classified. Many of the researchers and scientists were strictly put under heavy surveillance. Many of the aeromorphs stood in formation, in no need of a pilot only answering to their superiors. The first place to develop this new foot hold in the arms race, was a base in the motherland of Russia. It wasn't long before other nations upon the world had this technology. Many spy's had been caught on either side and put to death. The sky's belonged to the aeromorphs from transportation to surveillance, but as time went on more and more aeromorphs were produced. Though the race to have them produced were up the new race began to find ways to improve on them to have the most superior areomorph.

Many aeromorphs were created, though each one had a job to do. It wasn't just fighting or transportation, but recon as well. If it was from scouting out an area, to maintaining support for those on ground. Though there were rumors of not just aircraft being crafted but mobile ground forces as well. The mass production made a difference in the war in itself, though aeromorphs were aircraft. They still sustained injuries and need repair, the cost to maintain one alone cost more material than supplies could maintain. Each battle was a risk for any side to either upkeep those that were able to come back or put them down entirely to maintain those that were needed. It was a massacre each battle humans seemed to stay out of the air's now, though the weapons being placed on the aeromorphs were more than any normal aircraft could handle for long periods of time. Once more innovation and technology were put to the test, to find ways to improve. One war, became the last war as it continued for many years.

The very first aeromorphs were larger than that a normal airplane, when the improvements of recent came to existence they were no more than the size of a human. This made repairs less costly, and fights more furious and devastating. Secrets were always meant to be broken at some point, if there was a peaceful time the lifespan of a areomorph would outlast a human, anthro by many years. If there were any original aeromorph left they would still be young at heart with their youthful outlook. One elder aeromorph was named an elite unit of a squad, and a gem of the Soviet union military.

Her name was Aliona, which the name was given to her by the commanding officer in charge of her role in the army. The name referenced the moon her completion was done under the full moon's light. When she was created, she was assigned to a Arkady which was customary for the commanding officer to be present once creation was complete. Though it was her real name, she had been given the military brand of 'Bronislava'. Her upbringing was upon the shoulders of the commander, though she was given the most harshest of treatments, Arkady was known for his harsh treatment of any those under his command. Aliona was coated with a light gray color with silver streaking down from the tip of her nose down the sides of her body to her wing tips. A curvaceous form her wing span was 50 foot and 5 inches, measuring in at 106 foot from the tip of her nose to the bottom of her wheeled feet. Upon her chest she housed the fuel, which each tank making her chest extended out like a females chest.

There were images placed upon her body that showed her rank and specialty, but only after her first assignment. The first image she was given was from the commander, it was the soviet union mark upon her. A reminder for her where she belongs and who she serve's. The mark was placed to her right side of her chest. Though she was a aircraft, her body had the curves of a female. Her thighs were thick and strong some may say she was crafted after a human female. Though her face was pointed, as her eyes were her windshields. The body of an aeromorph was complex to touch, some had a rubber like feel to them giving them flexibility on body land and sea. Others had a softer feel, for gliding through the air helping with wind drag, and aerodynamics.

"Commander were under attack call fo-!" the radio contact went silent as a group of elder aeromorphs were out on patrol along the waters of the north. The soviet aeromorphs were in hot pursuit of a traitor, their intelligence that was given to them was to search and destroy any evidence. "red leader.. should we-" "No arrival and secure is top priority" "But what about?" "she knew the cost for failure." "But commander" "do you wish to accompany her?" "No ma'am.." "then let her death not be in vein." "Yes Sir." the group were old, and a bit slower than the new aeromorphs thought this was suppose to be an easy no need to rush mission. Once they arrived at the location, all that was around them were parts and pieces of other aeromorphs they were nothing but old aeromorphs. "what the?!.. commander"

The group separated out to salvage any intel from their other comrade's, "who did this? there are pieces from all over.. france.. Germany.. even the yankee's all these old aeromorphs..." A loud explosion was heard two of the transport aeromorphs exploded another began flying away from the area only to be shot down with a AA gun. "IT'S AN TRAP!" The rest of the group soon scattered away from the area each one the commander could hear their radio com's cutting off one by one. It was only her now, the commander of the red wing aeromorph strike force, never did she see anything so fast. A single aeromorph began calling out though it didn't sound like any other that she could recall. It was in fact the newest version of the aeromorphs. "Grandma, here grandma its time to say good nighhhht." His voice was sarcastic and snobbish perhaps this was the plan all along. to be lured out to be killed, she wouldn't let herself believe that her country would ever betray her like this after all that her and her team had done.

"Well come on grandma, you think you can take me? I'd like to see yo-" He was cut off as she slammed his body into the ground with a full forced wing chop. Even though she had a much bigger body she was able to conceal herself just enough to catch this new model off guard.  Making an engraved indent with the form of his body, revved her turbines in anger how dare some young punk talk to her in such a manner. It was true she was a very old model of aeromorph, but she thought herself still a women, "Well old and feisty just how I like'em" the males voice came from the ground before a barrage of bullets shot out, pushing her body away and cutting through her armor. Her arm was pierced with the array of bullets. Raising back up his body was holding up better than her without a scratch. "Don't worry grandma, I'll make this fast for you."

"You need to learn how to respect those above you!" her cannon nose taking aim as she talked, before a bright light shined though as she unleashed her own blow from her cannon. She pulled her right arm up with the h-1 missile shooting from the spot upon her arm. Though she had shot, a voice came close behind her, "too slow grandma" her eyes went wide turning around swinging her massive arm towards the voice only to have him place up his arm blocking it with little resistance. "good bye" He said as her own missile struck against her back hitting another turbine causing it to burst into flame. Her cry of pain echoed through the air, as another barrage of bullets blew into her front. Along with damage from that he forced a blow to her belly tossing her up into the air with brute force.

His jets lit up sending him into a high speed to help send her more up into the air. After he reached her once more grabbed her wheeled legs and began spinning her around until both caused a small tornado in the clouds sending her in a random location. He flew after her, her moves were sluggish now as she was loosing much of her armor and oil that kept her old parts going. Slamming her down against the water as her body skipped along the water like a skipping stone. In his ear he heard his commander call out to him. "Come in please respond.. respond now this is an order!" the commander was losing patience for the young aeromorph. "But sir! I've almost completed my mission!" The young aeromorph was complaining, as he had to stop mid air hovering where he was. "That's enough come back to base you have another mission for you."

"BUT SIR!" "That is a direct order soldier!" grumbling with annoyance soon turning his course and headed back to base. It wasn't long before that she had finally landed on shore, half in the water and half on shore. Her arm in shambles as she was loosing oil, loosing consciousness. A large splash turned into a rouge wave towering up into the sky only to end a mile away from the shoreline. Her body laying broken defeated upon the shore, the ice like millions of daggers cutting into her already broke body, as well as tossing inland landing upon the ground pointing upward. The ground shaking was felt for miles from the shoreline. "H-hmm? what was that? Am I under attack?" Someone asked falling from their seat as they were leaning back falling asleep at their desk.

Grabbing his coat soon as he got back up to his feet. "What the hell was that?" Opening up the door, as he looked around pulling the coat close it was snowing a storm that was coming was getting closer. "Gah.. dammit what was that" He said soon noticing in the distance a cloud of smoke coming from the horizon. "Ooh my"  Moving back inside, once the hanger doors opened completely a snow runner sped through the snow that already was upon the ground. A snow runner was a heavy equipment snow vehicle which could rip through another vehicles frame. It was mostly used for rescue to help trapped civilians from their vehicles. "Well I hope nobody is dead this time.. I don't think I can reach the hospital in time..." He was concerned it was an hour before he got to reach the location. His eyes were wide in awe. "what the.." climbing out of the snow runner and handing onto the door handle so he could get a better view. ".. must have been a fight nearby." thinking about it for some time he could see her shifting back and forth as if trying to move if not from the coldness of the water than to keep alive long enough she was furiously yelling out profanity about killing everyone and about being disrespected.

He blinked at her accent which made a shiver run up his spine, "oh well then must be what german? Britain? ooh perhaps french" but when he noticed the symbol of the soviet union on her side. "Oh, how sad" He said before climbing back into the snow runner sitting in the driver seat and watched her for a moment. gripping the mic, "excuse me.. uh" he went silent when she got up to her feet her eyes filled with so much rage and pain only taking two steps with her wheeled feet and fell down on the land out of the water. "I'll.. kill... yo" she fainted once more with how much oil and how damaged she was. "Uh hey I'm going to pull you somewhere safe.. just.."  He watched as her body was laying still on the ground. "I guess that means you agree." Pulling forward as her nose cannon fired nearby as if using the last bit of her strength to take at least one more out with her.

"HEY I'M TRYING TO HELP!" Crying out upset at her though she had missed in her state. Grumbling some while slowly moving towards her until he was able to climb out of the snow runner and hook up to her, luckily there were extra straps and cables, which he bond her up the best he could. It took almost the whole day and some of the night before getting done binding her and getting her back to his hanger. It had been a few days since he found her with her foot in the grave, from that time he had to hide her from authorities and any suspicion about what he really had.

Her injuries were healing slowly but she still had some work, though the weather wasn't helping any. She may be a areomorph and was the enemy, he would stand in the doorway watching the storm rage on outside. Glancing back at her not keeping his eyes off her for too long, he heard rumors of the aeromorphs abilities were suppose to be superior to that of a human. Although when he looked at her all he seen was a women, of course the whole armory attached to her body was intimidating. "Get some rest, will ya?" He said noticing an eye open watching him when he glanced at her. "I can not do that, you are enemy I will keep a watch on you till you are dead." Her accent made him shiver some, it was too adorable and he had his own quirk about him.

"Oh sure and here I thought you just liked to stare at me imaging naughty and erotic things you wish to do with me.." responding to her, her head lifted from the pillow straining to sit up. "I would never you!" She was enraged though, her cheeks were getting darker as if her nose cannon was over heating. She was so enraged and flustered that she couldn't think of anything to counter his words. "Just lay down will ya, you'll never heal properly if you keep moving around.. What do you want to stay stuck with me forever?" He asked her, though this made her think heavily about her injuries and killing him. It would be so easy, but he was correct she needed him even if she didn't want to admit it. "Just kill me and be done with it.." She muttered slowly laying back down upon the cushions, of the pillows the pain she was feeling was getting to be too much for her as she passed out from exhaustion.

Yawning some pulling back from the doorway to find that she was finally asleep. "Well if you insist." he said under his breath, walking towards her once he was next to her up on the top of a long ladder to help work on old model airplanes. He reached down pulling a much heavier blanket over her to keep her warm. "Mother always said.. if you want to kill someone.. kill them with kindness." He chuckled softly to himself the door slammed closed making him jump some. "dear lord.." Laughing to himself before going back to the door locking it as he could see through the small window in the door watching the snow piling up outside. "Still.. she's lucky to be in one piece.."

Taking a deep breath before walking out of his hanger to shovel out some snow. It was going to be a long day, and perhaps few weeks he thought she would only be around for a short period of time. Though what happened was her injuries and her state of mind wanting to kill him every time he walked into the hanger was one problem he had to deal with at some point. "Alright listen you've been saying that since I pulled you from a icy grave.. I am not your enemy I'm only trying to help you so either shut up and let me help you or you could whine more when I don't." He shouted at her and walked off, when he was gone there was a commotion outside where it was another day before he walked back into the hanger this time she didn't say a word to him, as she didn't want to speak to him at all.

"Oh I see giving me the cold shoulder huh?.. well that's fine two can play at that, but i'm not going too.. because it is just me and you so get used to it.. well until you kill me and run around this land.." He said to her with his hands on his hips standing near her head, she looked at him in deep thought, "when my injuries are healed I demand to be upgraded.." She looked dead serious to him, he raised his eyebrow not expecting such an answer to what he said. "upgraded? well sure.. I can do that.. why?" He asked curiously her head turned from his, "none of your business..." He laughed, "then no upgrade you have to know that your situation here isn't really.. natural besides " "To kill the one who did this to me.. my revenge.." He blinked to her interrupting him and to her answer. "yeah I could do that.." She looked surprised staring at him before narrowing his eyes, "then I'll kill you afterwards.. see planning makes perfect." He blinked at her and then looked over her body, "and I am guessing your plan was to get the tar beat out of you too?" She let out a loud rumble of a roar. "Don't you say such things! we.. were.. I mean Ii was ambushed is all.. can't plan for an ambush when you don't know it its coming.."

After that day no other words were spilled between the two about her past. It was exactly that her past, though there were times when laughter was filled inside of the hanger. although a few times while mending her wounds and keeping her moral high she did open up to him about a few things she remembers about her past as did he. These times for both of them were good times, there was no war going on inside this one hanger, but the outside world did come inside every so often which they both had a system of hiding from those that entered the hanger. She had told him about all the species that would come to her in her hanger some were friends and others were just there to work and be on their way, although he didn't hear anything about a human. When he talked or asked her about any other humans like him she would just stare off into space and shake her head like she couldn't say not that she didn't want to say. Until one day almost two years from her arrival, when he opened the door of the hanger she was waiting for him.

Her eyes looked serious with a flame that he hadn't seen in such a long time. Once he was inside and the door closed she demanded him to rebuild her into a aeromorph like the new models so she could get her revenge. Looking at her with a puzzled expression on his face, "You want me to do what?.. well I can do it yeah, but that means pulling you apart an-" smacking the ground with her free arm, "You said you wanted to help with my revenge and my recovery!! then do it!!" She said with a fire boiling in her chest, having heard that her attacker was spotted sometimes nearby. "I want to be rid of him once and for all when  I have that... that.. cockpit dangling from a necklace.. and when I am done I'll return an-" he interrupted her as he had listened to her whine and complain all the time about him. "Kill me too?" She was hesitant for a moment, "all...  him.. and your country" she didn't say anything else laying there upon her stomach "now do it!" she called out with less rage, but more in some thought.

Sighing with some thought of himself, "very well.. I will need to put you under." He said before making arrangements of the operation to undergo upon her body. He gulped some, he knew some things about aeromorphs, but could or should he really take one apart to make it better, sure there were plastic surgeons that do it to anybody that had enough money. It took him most of the day to move her from one side of the hanger to where he could work better on. Once she was knocked out he began his work through the day and into the next. It wasn't easy as he was getting worried more and more after each hour passed. He would be done only in four day's with little sleep, and a few bumps. He was able to transform her body from the large body into a more compact smaller body . She was still holding on as he took her off the life support equipment. "please live.. even if you kill me. at least then I know you'll be alive"

Her body was now 9ft tall her body had some imperfections as he had to make most of the armor she had on now. When he was making the armor he thought about what she might face and began experimenting with some of the armor plates he had left over from a aeromorph he had fixed years ago. Yawning as it had been a long and hard surgery before finally falling asleep next to her with his head on the steel beam near her chest. He had fallen asleep for a few hours before waking up seeing that her chest was slightly raising and falling, "oh thank you.." standing up as he stretched, "well this calls for celebration!.. oh and perhaps.." He looked back at her before heading out the door to go to town she would need some more fluids and he wanted to give her something so she would feel better remembering what she said about her being built wanting to surprise her with a gift. He spent more time at the town than he did at the hanger gong through each store wanting something special before he found it. His eyes lit up, "haha perfect.." he began paying for everything he was getting and made a straight line to the hanger.

Arriving at the hanger he parked his truck near the doorway that way he could get in easier and so he could surprise her even faster. Walking back into the hanger seeing that she was gone, ".. right.. your not here anymore are you?" He said to himself a frown crossed along his face before clicking the hanger doors, once clicked the doors began opening up with a squeal every once in a while pulling the chain link that pulled the door up. Once the doors were completely open a tear ran down his face before he sighed softly. "You didn't say.. good bye I'll kill you later or anything." He said walking back outside but this time through the hanger doors. "At least now she will be able to kick some major butt" he smiled only a little before returning to the small shop placing a box on the shelf. He looked at it for a while before he turned to continue what he started a few years ago. "Time to get started.. again."

Her body felt so free now, the breeze upon her body the chill of the atmosphere upon her back. "Good to be back.. I will repay that little punk ten fold now." Though her body had been shaped and constructed a new she was still learning about her new self. Her eyes were still lit with the flame of vengeance, though she had no idea how to actually find the one that humiliated her. The whole mission she had been on was sketchy from the beginning, and the scenery she had witnessed wasn't making sense to her.

Daddy lullaby

"Baby girl time for bed.." looking around the corner to see his baby girl all ready for bed "Heh Aww that's a good girl" her puffy cheeks refusing to lay down.
"Oh not tired ... Alright come on" laying down in bed outstretching his arm to pull her close. Clearing his throat for a moment and adjusting his body to get comfortable as well as his baby girl.
🎶Shhh rest your weary head my dear Shhh listen to the sounds of the ocean Shhh have no fear Shhh daddy is right here🎶 he began to sing softly to her running his fingers through her hair.
🎶Shhh rest your weary head on my chest my dear Shhh listen to my love with your ear Shhh it beats like a drum my dear Shhh🎶 watched as she moved her head from his arm to his chest listening to his beating heart.
🎶Shhh soon we will be flying in the sky Shhh like bird's free to glide Shhh daddy will be the wind to guide you safely shhh🎶
🎶Shhh tomorrow will be a new adventure Shhh but tonight its quiet and peaceful Shhh Im here to protect you from all harm shhh🎶
🎶Shhh just listen to the drum's of love I have for you Shhh and rest peacefully knowing it is true. Shhh I love you shh🎶
🎶Shhh Shhh🎶 glancing at her she was fast asleep leaning his head back upon the pillow and closing his eyes. "Sweet dream's "

Mercy by Shawn Mendes my version pt.1

Standing on the bridge looking down as the water flowed under it, the time of year was spring as the flower's were all in bloom. The tree's nearby had grew up big and strong as the blew some of the petal's into the water. Humming softly looking down at himself in the reflection of the water, in his hand a ring was tightly held taking a deep breath. Moving the ring around in his finger's keeping it in his palm. His mind though of the first time he seen her "You've got a hold of me, don't even know your power" He was sent to the city a farm boy with ragged clothing, noticing a girl with fancy clothing skipping rock's along the river, "I stand a hundred feet, but I fall when I'm around you" their eyes lock for a moment, she then moved some hair from her face and stuck out her tongue at him. "Show me an open door, then you go and slam it on me" sticking out his tongue back at her, jumping down beside her. "I can't take anymore" skipping a some rock's with her as it became a competition. "I'm saying baby, please have mercy on me"

 The day grew as the year's began going by with flashes of them playing tag, laughing together. "Take it easy on my heart, even though you don't mean to hurt me" Year's of competition's and good time's began flooding his mind. "You keep tearing me apart" His arm's spread guarding her using his body as her shield as he was struck by rock's from the bully's. Year's later brawling with more bullies that were trying to hurt her. "Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart" Her father and the guard's interrupted the fight as he was shown kindness and was given a doctor. "Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart" Opening up his good eye and smiled softly showing that he was alright giving her a thumb's up as she stayed by his side. A loud carriage would smack against the bridge snapping him out of his memory's making him turn to the other side of the bridge. Humming softly making his way across the bridge finally, watching the carriage's pass by going up to the ball. After the third carriage passed him having a couple kissing in the back, having a daydream that made him smile.

The daydream was year's later of them together "I'd drive through the night, just to be near you, baby" Jumping into a carriage with her by his side, sitting in the driver seat. Snapping the reign's as the carriage began moving as they were laughing and enjoying themselves. "Heart old and testified, tell me that I'm not crazy" leaning over as he kissed her lips, her arm's wrapped around his neck pulling him closer to her. They were in bed together "I'm not asking for a lot, just that you're honest with me" their body's getting closer together touching and kissing each other. "My pride is all I got, I'm saying baby" her finger's gripped the bed sheet's as she pushed out a child with her leg's up against two nurse's. "Please have mercy on me" he stood beside her entangling their fingers against each other. "I'm a puppet on your string, and even though you got good intentions" snapping out of the daydream as he stood at the front door's as a butler stood by the door opening the door for guest's to the event for those that were invited. "I need you to set me free" reaching into his pocket of his coat showing the invitation the butler nodded opening up the door reading the invite. "Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart" taking a deep breath as he stepped through the door's looking around for a moment as he followed those in front of him to where the event was happening. "Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart"

Humming softly as it calmed him some walking through the hallway's another flashback came to mind passing a door. He was younger than he was as the flashback began in his teenage year's. Diving down into the water as he sunk down swimming in a panic. Sana's body flailing about for a moment then was still deep down into the water. Grabbing her around her waist and pulled her up to the surface, swimming to take her to shore. He laid her down upon the bank, "Consuming all the air inside my lungs, ripping all the skin from off my bones" Placing his lips upon her's as he began breathing into her lungs after a few moments she spat up water coughing. Her father along with a few of his guard's surrounded them as Fuego was pulled away and dragged away from her as she was picked up and taken away.

"I'm prepared to sacrifice my life, I would gladly do it twice" In a room standing with binding's holding against his wrist's being held up to the ceiling. A whip slashing along his back as he cried out in pain gripping the binding's tightly, her father standing in the doorway watching with anger. "Consuming all the air inside my lungs, ripping all the skin from off my bones" His muscle's flexes with each lash, sting of the leather upon his body. Lashes upon his body continued through the night until they were done. In the mist of the night he snuck into her room she woke up and wrapped her arms around him trying not to flinch when her fingers touched his lasing's. Holding her through the night "I'm prepared to sacrifice my life, I would gladly do it twice."

The flashback faded as he was stepping along the carpet down the hallway. " Please have mercy on me" holding the ring close to his chest as he was getting more nervous getting closer to the door's "Take it easy on my heart, even though you don't mean to hurt me" Midway through the hallway he stopped and turned to look at the doorway he had gone through to enter this hallway. "You keep tearing me apart" nodding his head softly to himself to the beating of his heart as it seemed to be racing as he looked back at the door, kicking up his feet as he continued his way down the hall a bit more lively. "Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart" Stopping at the door running his fingers through his hair making sure he looked somewhat decent, "Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart" Taking a deep breath as he looked at the door's that entered into the ballroom where the music was coming from. Humming softly to himself before touching the door's opening them up as the light's shined down upon him as he entered.

Poem of inner

We enter the room together
The look you give me is unclear
Is this love or crush
My mind is blank when your near
Far apart are we in this life
My heart beat's without your love, light, guidance
Do you want to stay or shall we part
My mind can't bare what it does
It juggle's and run's nonstop
Inside my world is crumbling divided amongst the war between the two
My mind my heart both hurt from what they do

Away miles, hours, days, months is where I am
My heart and mind numb lay wasted upon the ground
Can't move can't feel myself
What is this feeling I can't feel
Numbness but I still feel?
Why is this happening when can it stop
where will it stop
deep down it goes the emptiness the unfeeling
can we be alright are we still in love
Was this just a crush perhaps we will never know
Neither of us are backing down
We walk the path along side to each other
But will we make it all the way through?

Distance of bubbles

Looking through the glass bubble around himself watching those walking around. Everyone could see the bubble, as it reflected their own bodies and movements. Sitting there inside the bubble a few would come up and stare at themselves in the reflection. He smiled softly his face turned red of embarrassment lifting his hand up giving a slow wave. Soon as they got near, something would happen and they'd walk away rejoining others. Day's and time goes by as he watched them all from a distance, at night when they were all gone. He sat alone looking up at the sky seeing the millions of lights in the dark. As time goes by his eyes would close sleeping inside his bubble, only to open them when he felt the light of the sun against his face. Standing up inside the bubble stretching and walking around in circles to keep himself moving.

His eyes looking up following those that had routines in the morning. Soon he seen a small child was sitting near his bubble, his focus when to them. Their back was to him looking like they were fiddling with something, leaning his head over trying to see but the bubble stopped his movement to see only getting a glimpse of something in their hand. He was curious but soon sat down watching the little child later the child placed the object down and ran off after they were called to join their parents. He watched the child then the object they had, it was a small device of some kind. He tilted his head wondering what it was, but his attention would go back to the others watching them in their day. It had been years, watching them all from a distance his need or want to join them was close to nonexistent anymore.

Some days the closest one of them would come to him would be to sit nearby only inches away even fewer actually reached out touching the bubble. His hand would met theirs as if to say 'i'm here' The touch only lasted moments before they would leave. His hand still feeling the hand on the other side before it drifted away. Each time it happened tears ran down his face before backing up into the center of the bubble feeling his fingers that touched the bubble. One night as the streets were clear nobody could be seen or heard for miles. He stood in the middle of the bubble tears falling with rage throwing his body against the bubble pushing. Throwing his fists about trying to break free, Nothing seemed to work as the hour was floating by but what he didn't notice was the bubble was moving with each slam of his fist.

Panting as he yelled out a cry, jumping up and slamming his fist down into the bubble. It moved and began tumbling him around as the bubble rolled down the hill, and into the street. He cried as he could felt each landing of the bubble against the cold cement and object that crashed into the bubble as it rolled. Tumbling and rolling him around like a pinball down the street's grade. He cried out for help but all could be heard was the roar of the bubble ball rampaging down the street smacking into vehicle's, pole's. It felt like eternity before the bubble was stopped laying upon the ground. Touching his body that was sore and beaten, slowly lifting his head he could see the sun rising in the horizon a sight he normally wasn't awake for. He stayed there watching the sun rise tears rolling down his face.

The sun looked so far away, but it was the same day after day. Laying there in tears, he soon seen something he hadn't before. Another but this one was in the sun crying in tears. Slowly shifting around so he was onto his feet standing there limping to one side. He began yelling as loud as he could waving his arms about, but it wasn't enough. The other was still crying, a tear soaked smile creeped up onto his face as he flailed his arms about yelling as loud as he could. Someone like him he thought they would know his pain if only he could get them to notice him somehow some way. The other soon laid down curling up in a ball, yelling out as loud as he could as much as he could but nothing seemed to work. Tears slowly rolling down his face again his pain coming back of not being noticed or heard from anyone.

But now he had someone else that knew the pain, he suffered another that he only wanted to be seen. As he moved around the ball began moving around shaking him from where he stopped. He fell to the side as the ball moved to the side as well and then back to where he was slightly stuck to. "He.. heh" Looking up at the sun then back down at the ball kicking himself up into the air and kicking the side of the ball as it rolled he stumbled almost tripping. He bite his tongue like a hamster in a wheel, he ran as fast as he could and soon after the ball was out of the place he was stuck. Rolling down street after street glancing up at the sun still trying to get their attention. "HEY!!" He yelled out no more tears no more crying he told himself using his body to move this barrier this prison.

Waving his arms about trying to get their attention. He wasn't familiar with anything around him but it seemed his bubble or prison was only making people run away from it. Soon blocks from police began being made to block him in to try and stop it. "Noo I need to get out I need to move.. " he yelled coming to a street with a large barrier built up as he frowned crashing into the barrier and finally stopped he fell to the ground hitting the bottom of it " nooo... I.. I was so close..." he cried looking up at the sun seeing the one in the sun was watching him looking right at him. He jumped up quickly to his feet and waved frantically. Looking surprised she lifted her hand up slowly giving a wave herself back to him as they both smiled.

Cranes came to the large sphere hauling it back to it's place. The humans trying to figure out how it got free then began making changes, putting the sphere back in place with more restrains in place. Sitting at the bottom of the sphere looking up at the girl in the sun with a smile. He rubbed the back of his head he was a bit beat up from the tumble and event that just took place. Looking up at her as she looked at him, "Hi!" he said excitedly but she didn't say anything. Sitting in silence as both seemed to try and speak to be heard but neither could hear the other.

Days would go by both would seem to try to communicate with each other making existing feel like an adventure than a tragedy. Night's were just as fun having found the man in the moon communicating with him as well it was enjoyable and fun. Sometimes the sun and moon were together in the day time although when they were together. He was a bit out of place as their attentions were to each other talking laughing throughout the day. Watching as he was getting jealous of the two, they could talk laugh joke. He was only there to watch.

All around him were humans at arms length sometimes passing him by not even paying any attention to his existence. The days seemed to go by quicker now as the sun and moon continued talking laughing joking around. Sitting there watching them both wondering what their voices sounded like, what they talk about. That night he stood up and went back to doing what he would usually do before finding the sun and moon. Jogging in place and stretching out some in his own bubble. Looking over at the trees as they bend and sway in the wind.

Blinking some as he thought he seen something for a moment as he leaned over to the edge of the sphere trying to see what it was. "What was that?" He said aloud wondering if he was seeing things. Looking at the sphere he was in, "I don't want to go rolling again.. that hurt ha." Looking around for a moment as his thoughts went deeper soon falling asleep. His body tossing and turning he was used to the loud noises of the city not noticing that his sphere was being moved.

A crane in the daylight was moving him out of the spot he was in then placed onto the back of a truck. "Hmm? .. whats.. going on?" He yawned waking up to the rumbling of his sphere. As he opened his eyes everything was moving, "AH! WHAT?! I'M ROLLING!! I DIDN'T DO IT THIS TIME I SWEAR!" The sphere came to a stop, as he looked round seeing that the sphere was strapped onto a flat bed truck and was being moved to a different location. "What.. whats going on here? Where am I going?" The truck continued out of the city, "Where am I going?" He kept asking coming out of the city, seeing the trees and mountains that were far from the city.

"What is this place?" He asked in awe, at the beauty of the view he was being given by the truck. Standing up as the sphere edge and placed his face against it wanting to see everything he could. "Wow" He was in shock of the amazing things, objects. Laughing while having his face glued to the side of the sphere. The different kinds of birds that flew by, "Whoa! hey! your a huge pigeon! ha ha your a funny looking pigeon!" Looking at all the different kinds of birds, then other animals at night when the truck stopped for the night.

"Hey little guys.. shh quiet good night to you hey do you know where I am?" He asked but didn't usually get an answer from any of the animals. "Okay thanks for your help.." He said as the animals wondered away. "Wow just wow.. This is so cool!" it was quiet as he could hear himself and all the little noises. "HELLO!!!" If he yelled out loud he heard his own echo, having read about it when people would read around him. He had learned about so many things how to read and spell when schools had their classes outside.

Laughing and enjoying this time he had it was amazing looking up at the moon as he tried speaking with him. Although it didn't seem like he wanted to talk the man in the moon has his back turned to him. "Oh.. okay well don't worry about it. I'll see you later okay? I'm getting tired so I'm going to take a quick nap." Waking up in the morning to the truck driving on the road again, "Heh.. wow this is awesome.. I wonder if this is what my life is going to be like now? Seeing new things." He said to himself looking up at the sun waving at her.

She wasn't looking over towards him, "she probably can't see me i'm not.." Jumping up to his feet waving around. "I'm here!!! Hey i'm here!! OVER HERE!" Jumping and waving, but to no avail not even a side glance. "No.. i'm.. i'm over here.. see me notice me.. please?" Sitting back down slowly as he lifted his knees up to his chest holding them to him. "I'm alone again.. she can't see me.. hear me neither of them can."

Staying seated watching the scenery move as he slowly laid down. It was useless to resist there was nothing he could do now. Staring at the scenery he would smile some his views of what he could see was amazing. Everything was so new and he was enjoying it even though he was by himself. "New place.. wherever I'm going.. new me. I have to keep it up and go on. I'm alone again but come on we've always been alone right?" Talking to himself looking at the reflection in the passing car windows. There was a huge boulder that had details and textures all around it from what he could see.

Twinkle twinkle in light

The light's don't do you justice, I see you though this midnight mirror, I see the color's you shed. What a brilliant mind you hide away. Your body, the looks you give are an act I can see that. I watch and wait maybe you'll look my way. I see other's jumping to your beak and call but do you really remember them at all? Are they what you want what you really seek. I guess ill just be here alone in the shadow watching not even a whisper. How I want to scream it out but will you hear me? Am I so different what do i lack that they possess to have you look at them with such kindness in your eyes. I guess my time was up before I knew it too late now I blew it. I had a chance to change everything but how did I know you didn't give me the time of day.

Thoughts of what could have been should have been will never been. I never had a chance to be.

Big bad tiger

My little red where are you?
You don't come around anymore. Has your grandma pass, so you find no reason to wonder? Have you found no interest in these old woods?
Do the light's in the city shine too bright for you to see?
Come to my woods with me ill be here to show you around.
I've waited for someone like you to come though. All these other's were only for show and now their gone.
Alone I wonder my paths time and time again. Your voice only echoes in my mind now did you ever come through or was that my mind witching it were true.
Im not the big bad wolf in your story's you've heard. Im far worse far more dangerous and far less innocent. But we know better than that now don't we?
My riding hood where have you gone? One day we will meet maybe we have but were both too blind to see. You need me i know you do.

Cause I need you too

Signed
Ludo

Road's less traveled

A crayon zoom's along a white piece of paper mixing and colliding with other color's. Sitting at the coffee table along with the rest of his color's. In his own little world not minding that voice's from outside his head were yelling screaming at all angle's. A bright smile upon his face as he stood up with his drawing in hand and ran excitedly towards the voice's. "LOOK!! I DID!" Was all he heard before everything went black, years later drawing with pencil's and markers. In school as classmate's were drawing, coloring, talking among themselves. He sat there bouncing up and down excited and happy as the teacher called out to the student's that art time was done and to show what they did.

He was excited to see so many other kid's along with him waiting his turn while bouncing some in his seat he couldn't wait to show off what he could do. One by one classmate's went up to the front, showing their drawing's. One by one each of their drawings got better, better and better he was in a classroom filled with so much talent. Looking at his picture 'what was it again I drew? I don't remember.. their so much better than me..' His name was called as he rushed up with a large smile upon his face and took a deep breath yelling out and showing his drawing being so proud and happy with his work. There was silence for a moment before darkness took hold showing him year later.

Walking into the doctor's office with his parent's sitting down it was a check up. Looking around the office was so bright and everything was so huge. Walking into the room he could hear whispers and talking among the adult's, his own ear's picking up his name and a few word's but nothing made sense. Soon he was handed a pill, looking at it then looking at his parents which gestured for him to take it. He hesitated for a moment before taking the pill then a fog came over him swallowing the pill and without hour's the sound's of his parents were like a dream. Each morning, noon, night more, more pill's almost different each time his head went from foggy to darkness.

Fighting though school fighting his classmate's wanting to fit in be their friend, even a pretend spouse. He just wanted to belong, even when he got excited bouncing around and yelling out. He was hyper he had ADHD, ADD he was a child. The medicine had taken hold of him now, staring off into space forgetting the day's only remembering random part's of things. The pill's will help you focus, concentrate make it so your not hyper so you will be like the other kid's and behave. Looking around all the other kid's didn't have to take pill's they were normal and were allowed to be just that. They ran, played, broke the rule's but if he did it then he was being wrong and rude, a bad kid.

'Why don't you grow up?' 'stop being a bad kid' 'stop being you' Phase's and more he heard through growing up year's past still in school. It was a rare thing for him to have a friend and there he was on the bus standing over his 'friend' crying out being stuffed in between the seat's unable to move. Looking around as he heard the bus driver yell out, quickly pulling up his 'friend' from in between the seat's scared and silent darkness was his 'friend' now. Day's were a blur and night's were just the same eighteen year's of being nothing but a bad kid pill after pill of new drug's to 'help' him fit in and be normal.

Looking around being an adult now year's of school behind him, those pill's behind him. It didn't matter anymore, the pill's were not there anymore. It was now just him even that had no effect on people around him. He was still an outcast, nowhere to really call his own. Through this time he had managed to meet many other exciting and talented people, each had their own talent and ability. He stopped drawing stop writing stopped anything and everything that brought him even the slightest bit of joy or excitement. It had been so long and his body and mind had been through so much, happiness was a fairy tale. Something that brought him joy and he showed it was quickly kick or pulled away so his suffering would continue.

He had found those he thought he would spend his whole life with that maybe he would finally reach happiness and be joyful. As all good things they must pass, which each time his heart would beat it would crumble and shatter for the next to do the same. "Why do you do this to yourself? When you know that no mater what you're going to get hurt... If you know your being taken advantage of why do you let them?" "Because for that small time before I am... happy nothing but them can end it for me.. and when they do.. I can't help but forgive them and help them no matter what." "But your suffering from their gain" "Yeah...isn't that what love is.. if you love someone aren't you suppose to put yourself through hell so you can be with them? So you can show them that you love them no matter what?" "..." "... cause.. that's how I love no matter how much they hurt me or abuse me I love them cause maybe they will see that and not hurt me anymore.." "Your pathetic ... you're going to get yourself killed" "yeah... probably.." Looking at himself in the mirror, talking with himself as he went off to work.

Telling himself, "Maybe one day things will change... they will change" Shaking his head knowing better than to have false hope about people changing. It seemed his whole life other's always had to keep him down, helping out those he called friends was not something that kept him down as often. Each of his friend's usually had a problem he would put on his shoulders so they would be happy he didn't want those he cared about to suffer from sadness and sorrow. Those that made it their personal mission to keep even a glimmer of happiness were the ones he had to watch out for. Even if he knew what they were doing he would walk right into it so they could be happy. If his body would be striped from all the times he would be put down for showing or having a little bit of happiness or excitement his whole body would be riddled with them all over.

Sitting at his desk of his job in his cubical working day and night just to make enough to survive in a world that was only against him. He hadn't met anyone that had not hurt him in some form and way. moving a button of the chest of his shirt and pulled out his heart looking at it in his hand. The scar's and shattered pieces leaking out onto his desk wrapping up what he could with some tape before pushing it back into his chest. "Come on.. Last just a little longer.." he said to heart he had been told to go find someone to fix it, but every time he thought he might have found someone to help fix it. It only got torn open more and pieces would fall. leaning against the wall of his cubical as the wall moved suddenly as someone new had pushed against the wall some. Sitting up as he heard his name being called out, turning around it was one of the bosses. "Good evening! Mr. please would you assist one of our new crew member to our happy family!" His boss asked as he stood up and nodded, "Yes sir.." "This is Miss." Looking next to his cubical seeing a beautiful women her eyes shined with a cheerful and happy exterior.

Deep into her eyes he could see a scared person running around trying to make sure everything on her first day went smoothly. He offered his hand with a soft smile closing his eyes, "Welcome to the family" he extended a welcoming hand. Her eyes light up and took his hand softly. "Oh thank you! Yes I'm happy to be here! uh.. Mr.?" "Now be good to our new family member" the boss chimed in before leaving the two by themselves. He looked and waited until the boss was gone glancing at her more. "You can calm down now.. He's gone now let's get you set up." He said sitting back in his chair, he would glance at her. He had already liked the look she had in her eye's, plus the color was exotic to look at. Thinking about it he liked the sound of her voice also even if was very cheery and a bit shaky from how nervous she was.

Through out the day, week he would teach her about what she was suppose to do only with the boss checking in every few day's or so. He liked her intelligence which made him smile and feel a bit of happiness being around her. It was a month after she arrived he began noticing the sign's of a promising mate in her. He would note her body she was plump her clothing did her body justice, maybe just maybe this was the one.