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    Sharpen Up The Knives 6

    Sharpen

                 Up

                      The

                            Knives 6

      

      

     

     

    Angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress…………

     

     

     

    Ch 10

     

     

      

    Survivalism cont.

      

      

      The sky.

     

    The sky leaves no room for the sun to peak in. Its dawn everything is still and quiet. Just the snowflakes hitting the windshield it wipes the flakes… hits then wipes. Carmen Morales drives heading to her family’s doom. We barely see the road ahead of us its snows that hard. She says nothing to me. She does not look at me. She is wearing my artic parka and matching pants. Her hair in a black nit cap. She is still crying. Hiding it a little keeping it to herself. At least she is trying.

     

    We look alike.

     

    We drive slow. Not in any real hurry. I feel something in my chest. Its called guilt. I vaguely remember this feeling.

     

     I remember waking that next morning in General Porter’s home, I remember that we had a conversation about guilt. She asked me about my first kill. I told her it was on a trade ship going to Hong Kong. I told her I did it on instintic. She asked me if I felt anything. I told her at the time that I was hungry. I remembered that she smiled at me.

     

    We ate breakfast. Then The Mother showed up. The Mother was her lover, a blonde I only know as Tina. The warning sign should have been when she showed up. A lesbian couple in the military…..I should have known something was not right. The General informed me I was heading out to finish my training. I still had a lot to learn she said. They kissed in front of me. And I could not find the words to describe how betrayed I felt. The feeling was in a category of white hot anger, misguided confusion and slight arousal.

     

     The Mother drove me to the training facility. She told me not to feel bad about anything that she fell for the same routine I did. She walked me to the main office to get situated; she patted my shoulder and told me that the only difference was that she was The General’s type. She shook my hand and walked back to her vehicle.

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    Comments

    1. Shane shot the hostage! That is hilarious. “Try not to imagine the words searing or flesh”… I love Fight Club! Even though the plot is somewhat dark there is a such a good energy in this story. I guess it’s brilliant writing…I need more!

    2. I laughed out loud at the fact that Carmen didn’t know who the Spartans were!Superb,amazing..I don’t know what word to use anymore, it just doesn’t stop being wonderful.

    3. GOD!!! This just keeps getting better and bette 4 real!! poor Carmen… Shane its just nuts!! lol im loving it but… thats not really NEW lol

    4. or worse a hair dresser who tried to convince myself that love was enough as long as I was not being honest about it. jajaj sooo funny lol

    5. Okay… so this is reeally great… I recently was obsessed with Dark Angel, and this has a familiraity to it… Like Dark Angel and kill Bill and something else mix. I will let you know when i figure it out.oh another note. I love your writing so so much. you had taken us through the entire series with the other one, and yet, everythign you write is fresh, new, unique. There is no repetition in your words. How do you do it! You rock, i am much in awe.

    6. Always intense! Always leaves me holding my breath until the next update! Always brilliant beyond bleieve! That’s how I feel after reading your stories!

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