SeraphRetuni

Chapter 2: Inner Demons My flesh turned to blood and flowed continuously upward to my head.  The bone in my arm extended itself like a javelin into a sharp spike.  My ribs pushed to the surface and my heart centered itself between them.  The whole process of become a Blood Minion was brutally excruciatingly slow and painful.  My eyes rotted into black holes and my sight altered to view the life signs of living things.  I learned that blue auras made the scenery of what I could see, a red aura meant perfectly healthy, yellow meant in need of treatment, and purple meant dire need of treatment.  This monster of the devils is what I became.  I w

Chapter 1: Fall of a Soldier Part 2 Pure black, no, more than that, emptiness.  My one fear is the complete absence of everything.  Basic taught me well though; I’m staying calm in this black abyss.  What’s that? A light in the dark, this must mean I’m dead.  Oh well, better start heading toward that light, it wouldn’t be there if there weren’t something there.  A full day of walking and it’s still so distant, I better rest for a while.  Three days of walking and I’m finally there. There’s a wall here and a tiny hole, what’s this wall made of, it’s soft like flesh?  The hole’s big enoug

Chapter 1: Fall of a Soldier My name is Marco Retuni, I am from Napoli, Italy and currently I’m living out of New Jersey in the United States.  I am serving in their armed forces in Iran and it is the year 2015.  I serve as a field medic in the 1st U.S. Infantry division.  Where do I begin, how about with my first mission?  After basic training I had showed great promise as a medic, during high school I had done very well in psychology and during basic I aced basic first aid.  So then I began training as a field medic and afterwards I was thrown into the Fighting First, the greatest infantry division in the world.  We were to be the fi

A man in a black suit, white shirt, and red tie approached me today "Democrat! Liberal!" he spat in my face, such ignorant disrespect "My good sir..." I asked "What was this country founded on?" "Freedom of choice..." the man in the black suit and red tie said "And what was that first word?" I asked the man before me "Freedom... Are you deaf boy?" he asked me in an angry manner I calmly replied "No sir I am not deaf... What is the base word for liberal?" The man had no answer, ignorant or otherwise to this that I had asked "The base word for liberal is liberate, and what does liberate mean?" Again the man had no answer, intellegence,

When my gaze fell unto thee My heart filled with glee When you came down to me My heart leapt to thee So I sent you a rose So daintily posed In a fine vase A smile on my face You took that rose from me I stepped in at your request of me I'll never leave thee be I feel pain without thee My bothersome behavior Only show my favor Don't ever leave me Or never see me Happy Valentines Day and thanks for the 1,450 PVs

Commander: "When the enemy strikes they strike without mercy or compasion... They will make your suffering as long as possible once your sword has left your hands... But should you fall know that your comrades will be there to aid you..." Soldier: "He lies... No one will help us... Should one of us fall we all would fall..." Commander: "I know that some of you think that if one falls then we all fall BUT THAT IS NOT THE CASE!... We will stand together and fight! FIGHT! The tyranny that stares us in the face and laughs at our attempts to hold them off... BUT KNOW THIS!... We WILL stand our ground and we WILL keep safe the town that lies be

What happened to humanity? What happened to the righteous age of humans? When did things go wrong? When did people start praising themselves for the deaths of others? Since when was it deemed okay to make a girl fall in love with you and then crush her heart? Since when do men not follow the code of chivalry? How can people laugh at the death's of those non-deserving? How can a man claim to be 100% christian, believe in non-violence, and then send thousands of men to die? What happened to the days of old when a man wasn't afraid of death? What happened to the days when a man was afraid of dishonor? What happened to honor itself? Ho

Why... Why did you not let me in... Am I not part of you... Am I your life partner in name only... You made me cry... You say it's not my fault... But... If it's not my fault... Then why do I feel like it is... If you say it's your fault... Then why do I still feel like it's mine... Do these words make you sad... I wish they wouldn't... I just needed a way to say... I needed a way to tell you... That this is how I feel... I wish you would have let me in... So that even if it weren't my fault... I could be the medic in your soul... And fix the problem that I feel I caused... I love you so much... That no matter how many ti

A great battle Two men fall A man has a choice to make Save an ally Or save his brother The man is a medic He makes his move Gets shot in the leg His ally is shot in the head He saves his brother He is later courtmarshelled for aiding the enemy That's the story Not much I know And you may not believe it But I knew that man