Jacob Cross Commando 1.

Chapter three chasing criminals
“A deamon was spotted in new York recently, lieutenant,” Gyiulen said to cross in the briefing room as soon as Niqy Yrdelli and stryker left the room.
“Do we know who?” Cross asked.
“Diazide Alghazor,” Gyiulen said. Aks slammed his fist into the table.
“Alghazor,” he muttered quietly. “I can’t hunt him today. My tribe needs me.”  Gyiulen nodded.
“Very well. Go to your tribe Aks,” Gyiulen said. He then turned to Cross.
“Now about alghazor,” he started. “Seems he is going to start collecting in China town. Also your vigilante is going to be there.”
“The kid. Alghazor will go after him,” cross said.
“But why is the kid going to be there?” Cross asked.
“Mafia activity,” Gyiulen answered. Cross shook his head with his hand on his face.
“Well atleast we might be able to recruit the kid,” he said. “I’m going to have a small force with me when we corner the deamon. If we can. Alghazor is a skilled and deadly target. What about general Williams?”
“Ah yes Williams. I can have Xee and Esh investigate him,” Gyiulen said.
“Very well. I will be on my way then,” cross said. He walked out leaving Gyiulen on his own inside the briefing room. He walked down the hallway down the stair way into the gate room. There was blood on the floor.
“What the hell?” Cross said seeing it all.
“My apologies, lieutenant. Possessed Trygons,” said one of the valkerie monitor watchers.
“Does Gyiulen know?” Cross asked.
“Yes sir,” he said.
“Very well. Set coordinates for New York,” Cross said. A few beeps as the man typed into his monitor sounded throughout the room and the gate fluxes a little as it found it’s new location.
“Coordinates set. Connection optimal. You’re good to go sir,” said the man. Cross nodded and stepped through.
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Once on the other side a man wearing an army uniform stood there.
“Good afternoon sir,” he said.
“Hey. Let colonel Smith know that I have been ordered by colonel Gyiulen to get together a squad and chase down a priority target,” Cross said.
“Yes sir,” said the soldier as he tapped on the tablet in his hand.
“Room Charlie twelve. There will be personell awaiting your orders sir,” he said. Cross nodded and left down the hall way leading to an elevator. Once the elevator took him up and he walked into room C12 there were several people wearing different uniforms standing in ranks. One of them handed him a piece of paper listing all the personnel and there jobs. There were twelve people in all.
“Lieutenant Thomas?” Cross said looking up into the crowd. A man wearing a navy blue uniform stepped up. He had a seal pin on his left chest. His eyes were a dark blue color. He wore a digital blue hat over his bald head. He had a very athletic yet muscular build showing the training he had endured.
“You are second in command,” cross said.
“Aye sir,” Thomas said.
“The rest of you all will listen to him and follow his commands. There is a deamon lose in the city collecting surrogates. Its optimal to catch him alive but kill when necessary. Also the vigilante hero of New York will be around. Do not kill him what ever you do. We move out at 2200. Get your shit together and prepare.”
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It was dark out. The allies were empty. Occasionally a homeless man would scatter away as the twelve man team moved through the city.
Cross noticed a fast moving shadow to the left. Then it moved to the right. It stopped infront of them wings out fire in each hand.
“These will make fine surrogates,” he said.
“Fire at will!” Cross shouted. Gunfire erupted as each man found a spot for cover. The deamon whom was no doubt Diazide Alghazor threw balls of fire at the platoon. He flew off laughing.
“Crazy mother fucker,” cross muttered.
“Sir shall we pursue?” Thomas asked. Cross nodded.
“Split up and cover as much area as you can. Two man teams. Thomas you are with me,” cross ordered. The team scattered in search of the deamon. Cross had a small machine gun in each hand. Pointed in different directions. Thomas was behind him a knife in one hand pointed outward over his pistol. He looked back every few seconds covering the back. Cross concentrated hard on the air sensing the life forms around him. He looked around and sensed two souls. One not entirely human and one completely deamon. He sensed high tension between the two.
“All personnel make your way to the alleyway outside 58th and Carter!” Cross shouted into his mouthpiece. He ran in the direction of the souls.
Once all the soldiers got there what they saw was really strange. Cross knew that for any non deamon to fight off possession took hard training. And the kid they saw was fighting off the creature like he was a deamon. Alghazor stood struggling with this one.
“Now I see what you are,” alghazor said as he released his hold and flew off. The hooded kid fell to the ground. The kid then got up and looked around. Cross shined his light off his gun at the kid.
“I need you to come with us,” cross shouted. It was no doubt the vigilante hero of new York. As he was walking towards cross both hands out he looked around.
“We aren’t the police if that’s what you are worried about,” cross said.
“How do I know your not lying?” Said the kid.
“You stopped a very powerful sex trafficking operation by yourself two years ago,” cross started. “I’ve seen you slip cash into the hands of the homeless when you have it. We have been watching you. If you come with us I can promise you a soft bed and a warm meal. A beer if you are so inclined. Just one day. Come with us and we can offer you a position amongst our ranks. You have a drive for what you fight for. What do you say?”
The kid looked around. Then he looked down. The mask he was wearing hid his thoughts.
“Alright. Lead the way,” he said.
The deamon got away. But cross knew he accomplished something. He got the kid that saved people in new York on a daily basis. Maybe the kid will take this proposition knowing that he will have an opportunity to save more people from more then just new York. Maybe.

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot humanity??

For those of you who didn’t quite get its another way of saying “what the fuck?” You know what really gets me? Fucking extremists. Extremist racist. Extremist feminist. Extremists fucking athiest. Extremist Democrat. These people put themselves in a group and fucking run wild like a crazed lion starved for days. If you haven’t realized it yet it pisses me off. I mean holy shit people! What? I can’t get a job without some crazy bitch telling me she should have got it because she is a woman? Did it occur to you that maybe you dont qualify for the job for oh I dont know lack of training? That’s not equality. That’s man hating. Or how about this whole police brutality phase we as a country we are going through? Sparked racism out the ass. I’m surprised fucking Neo Nazis aren’t marching through the streets singing “praise Hitler the nigger is dead.” And of course you run through the internet and we care more about the color of a dress more the Veterans living on the streets because we as Americans abandoned them. It doesn’t fucking stop there I’m barely scratching the surface of this fucking horse shit. Between the fear of ISIS coming over and blowing the hell out of us in the name of there fraud Allah and the whole totalitarian death scare we are giving ourselves not mention assholes on the internet are arguing over stupid shit. Does God exist or not. We aren’t going to come to a goddamn conclusion over that. Oh I know lets blame Obama. Well to be honest I feel like Barack Obama himself is a fraudulent bitch. But he is only a fraction of the issue. We are the rest of it. Humanity well fucking kill itself over its selfish horse shit. World hunger is a huge problem yet we have these fat fucks gobbling a dozen McDonald’s hamburgers a meal. We have a huge poverty problem yet the very celebrities you worship make millions. Our people are starving while Congress is voting to get a fucking raise like America is a corporation. Yet as Americans we do nothing about. What the fuck people?? To deep into Facebook to look around and see the self destruction around you? Or are you afraid to thrown in some horse shit fema death camp? News flash they dont exist. While all you dumb stupid ass mother fuckers are arguing over who is better or whether or not homosexual marriage should or should not be legal understand your fucking problems will not be fixed as we continue to decline further into chaos. We are our own doom. That’s a fact ladies and gentleman. Ive said my piece. If you have something to say there is a comments section. Use it.

Response to those of you who “THINK” any kind of metal and/or rock “sucks”

Okay first off let me explain the title. I put thinks in all caps and quotation marks because your opinion doesn’t make it a scientific fact. I also put sucks in quotes to show you your second mistake. It makes you sound like a teenager failing English.

Now onto the reasons I decided to write this blog. I have seen many videos and blogs on this subject. Some out of religion, and some out of opinion. I am here to debunk your theories and speak the honest truth. Just because you don’t like a genre doesn’t mean its bad. It means you don’t like it. Your opinion is irrelevant. I’m tired of seeing people try to act “cool” and put up these things. Its offensive to most metal heads. Including me. Trying to use religion as a way to get people to stop listening to it is quite douche bag like of you.

Now lets start with some education involving history. Metal comes from rock. Rock comes from jazz and blues. If metal is really talentless then so is rock, jazz, and blues. So all metal has a root. Who knew? Oh. Me. That’s who. Next education on the subgenres of metal. There are hundreds of sub genres. I will not list them all but I will say this. Death metal is only one of them. Hair metal from the eighties are the ones that dress in tights. Alright now we got that covered. Onto the next subject. The vocals.

The screaming you hear from heavy metal, death metal, metal core, and death core to name a few is something that started in opera. Yep opera. It’s supposed to be an emotional connection of sorts and it allows some to release anger very safely. It requires skill to do as I have been practicing that sound. Its very difficult and it requires a strong diaphragm to do properly. Unlike most rap artists who really only know how to talk. Like the failed English. Metal singers also have amazing voices when they sing. They practice. Lead Singer of Metallica took classes to get it right. Next the instruments. Guitar base and drums. All require good timing and hand eye coordination not to mention a decent amount of music theory knowledge. Chords seem easy. Try learning over a hundred of them. Now try doing those chords on a guitar. Notice how on your first try you have to position your fingers just right to get the perfect sound. It takes practice and talent to play any stringed instruments. And at the beat metal artists are at it takes lots of both. Drums. Most people can’t move all four limbs independently. That’s a fact. Try it. You will fail first time. Also takes talent and energy. Lots of it. Next lyrics.

Now this is were I get angry. I fucking hate it when somebody tells me that all metal is about worshipping Satan or some shit. Fucking hate that ignorant bull shit. You are going to judge me over my taste in music?? Really dude?? Let me tell you something. First off lyrics in metal tend to be grammaticaly correct and they tend to hold beat. Metal artist talk about anything and everything. Usually life and the such. Just because you don’t like a genre of music it doesn’t make it the devil. Fuck you. Here is an example of a metal song. Rose of sharyn by killswitch engage.

Numb.
And broken.
Here I stand alone.
Wondering what were.
The first words I said to you.
Hoping.
Praying.
That I will find a way to turn back time.

Doesn’t sound satanic to me. Now onto mainstream music. Rap and pop.

Synthesizers and sex. You now have lady GaGa. That’s all I have on that. Fuck you.

Now let’s talk the religious side of it. First off keep our music out of your religion. I am not Muslim so your rules do not apply to me. Christians, first off I am one. Second off read the book Psalms before you start judging me for taste in music. Third do what the Bible says. Don’t judge. I hate it when some Bible thumper tells me I’m in the wrong and going to hell for listening to For Today. Religious dogma has no hold over me as it does you. As a true Christian I don’t try to brainwash others into fear. That’s not what its all about and using my taste in music as your way of instilling fear is pathetic and childish.

Quit trying to spout off your opinion like its fact. Truth is all you are is making an enemy out of decent people. Metal heads are decent people. We don’t care for swag. We don’t care to look cool. And we sure as fuck do not live every day to please you. Your opinion is irrelevant to us. We will not down your music publicly because we don’t care. It’s your life. It’s your opinion. It’s none of our business. It’s all just music. If you don’t like it don’t listen to it. That’s all I have on this.

Niqy Fisiqeri valkerie dragon knight 1.

Odin, the great kingdom of Valhalla with its tall castle and massive city surrounding it. Air cabs moving back and forth crowding the skies as odonite civilians were going back and forth early morning to work.
A lone warrior dressed in mechanical armor forming around here figure white feathered wings folded on here back and white flowing hair almost glowing and bright green eyes. She had a duel tipped spear strapped to her back. She was perched on one of the tall towers of the castle looking out at the city. Nothing out of the unusual. No Lokian or setite army marching to the walls which was good.
“Niqy. The king wishes to speak with you,” said a mans voice in her head piece.
“I will be there momentarily,” she answered jumping up and flying down to the courtyard. She landed and continued walking towards the throne room. Once inside the large room she kneeled and bowed her head.
“My Liege,” she said.
“On your feet lieutenant,” the king said. He was a large muscular old man with a great white beard almost glowing.
“You asked for me, my Liege?” She said standing up. The king nodded.
“I have the honor of promoting you to captain and giving you a new permanent duty. Colonel Gyiulen here will show you to your new command.” Niqy nodded. Gyiulen was a smaller man wearing a simple cloth over coat cloak with a hood putting a shadow over his face.
“Come with me commander,” he said walking with a sort of grace. Niqy followed him to a wall behind the throne. He touched in a few places and then walked through it as if it weren’t there. Niqy followed him reluctantly going through the wall following him into a small room. He turned around and touched the wall that they went through again and passed through it. Niqy followed through again and instead of the throne room was a long and wide hallway with doors on each side.
“This is the secret of Valhalla,” Gyiulen said starting to explain the situation. “This is how we deter threats from the outside. There is more then just Loki, Seti and the bandits. There are other worlds that work with us. We are known as The Gate Watch. Come, there are a few people I want you to meet.” They walked into one room with a table and a group of people standing around it but they all were different one was a man with short black black hair wearing some sort of dark glass windows on his eyes. He was also wearing a soft clothing with a piece of armor covering his chest. He had something on his leg with a handle. It was metallic and it shimmered. It looked like the shape of a pistol but not like any Niqy has seen. Another man standing there were full plate metal armor with a giant sword on his back his hair was a light blue in color and his ears pointed up ending above his head. Next was a short green creature not like any she had seen before it had a large mouth with little sharp teeth protruding out in places. Its ears were little and pointy. Its hands only had three fingers but they were large it was wearing a vest and shirt with simple pants. It was dark green. Next was a large wolf man looking creature. Standing on its hind legs wearing a piece of armor over its chest and a giants battle axe on its back. It had grey fur and piercing eyes. Next to him was a woman with blue skin and bat wings. She was wearing a chain shirt and shorts with metal greaves going up here legs. She had a metal helmet on the table in front of her on top of a circular metal shield and a small sword on her hip.
“These people here are your equals,” Gyiulen said walking in. “The man with the dark hair is lieutenant Cross. Next to him the follow in the armor is commander stryker. Next to him the small one is head Sargent Trugi. The man covered on fur is Aks. And the woman is Chief Yrdelli. As you can see none of them are valkerie. There are other worlds out there Captain. Here we all keep each other on check. We protect all peoples here. I have to apologize. The only reason you are here is because the valkerie before you went missing.”
A large screen came up behind stryker. A picture of an older man sporting a beard wearing a hood and heavy plate green armor came up. His wings looked tattered. Old. Used in battle.
“This is commander Zodiak,” cross started. Last seen the city of Ra. This is the only visual footage we could retrieve. Odinite and Zeutian scouts working with the Ranite guards have reported seeing him talking with a group of Wyverns in the city.”
“Wyverns? I thought that group was harmless,” Niqy said.
“These vile people by themselves are no threat. But as other groups with similiar conquests in mind band together it’s a massive war waiting to happen,” Aks said.
“Loki and Seti are involved?” Niqy asked.
“That’s what makes this a dangerous situation,” Yrdelli answered. “I believe they hope to find a way to connect with our other worlds and Zodiak is the best person they have. There are more races more worlds and we have a duty to protect them.” A small buzzing sound was ringing in the room.
“Aye that’s my time,” said Trugi as he leapt and walked towards the door.”Best not keep shaman Iglik waiting.”
“Very well,” Gyiulen said. “Yrdelli, stryker. Show Niqy to the gate. I have an assignment for you in Allahyde. In the province of Xande there is a large group of pirates taking ports and sky ports stopping all travel between Xande and other provinces.”
“Does minister Yriul know?” Stryker asked. Gyiulen nodded his head.
“Well I guess you get to go out of world on your first assignment,” Yrdelli said. Stryker Yrdelli and Niqy left the room and continued down the hallway towards the staircase at the end. They went down the staircase to a large room with a large glowing portal in it. The portal was bordered by a technological casing with wires connecting to it. Around the room were holographic monitors and people at these monitors watching them.
“We need to get to Dellou in Allahyde,” stryker said.
“Yes sir entering coordinates now,” said one of the men at the moniters. The minuter then flashed.
“Wait a second…. sir there is a problem,” said the man. The portal flashed.
“We have incoming transport! Five life signs! None I recognize!” Yrdelli drew her sword readied her shield.
“Shit,” she muttered. Stryker drew his giant sword and readied himself. Niqy followed suit drawing her duel bladed sword. A group of large fired beasts brandishing large weapons with a red glow in there eyes appeared coming in through the gate charged at the trio. Niqy squared down her weapon behind her back waited patiently for an enemy to charge her. She saw one charging straight for her a giant hammer over his head ready to strike down. Niqy spun out of the way slicing apart the creature one cut to the front and two to the back taking it down. She looked again and sliced up at another one cutting open its middle. Yrdelli and stryker took down the three as easy as Niqy took down two. Niqy noticed a wisp of steam escaping the snout of the creatures.
“Trygons. They were possessed,” Yrdelli said.
“Damn. Not Jayrune,” stryker muttered. Stryker pointed at one of monitor watchers.
“You. Inform colonel Gyiulen,” stryker said.
“Already on it sir,” he said typing on his monitor.
“The connection is reestablished. Charging wormhole status,” said another. “We are good to go.”
Stryker nodded and headed through the gate with Yrdelli. Niqy followed behind. Once she entered the blue light she felt herself falling at incredible speeds uncontrollably going Down a windy path way. Then she felt her self get flung into another room. Instinctively she flipped forward and landed on her feet. She looked around and noticed the walls were made of stone and there were torches with blue flames lighting up the area. A woman with long bright green hair and long ears stood elegantly with stryker bowing in front of her.
“Welcome back, commander,” she said.

Atheism vs theism.

Let’s be honest people this is a really touchy subject and quite frankly people get pissed off over it. Let’s think about this for a second. First realize atheism and theism are both terms separate from religion. Some religions don’t have a God or gods. Good we got that out of the way. Now the biggest question and the most unanswered is this. Is there proof a God does or doesn’t exist. Now lets go ahead and talk about how proof or evidence works. The burden of proof falls on the one how makes the assertion that a God or gods doesn’t exist. Lets take this for example. John believed his whole life a God exists. Than Jack comes along and the have a long conversation. During the conversation Jack comes out and tells John that there is no such thing as God. Now before any of you hardcore zealous atheists start getting upset and say “we don’t do that! We never just come out and say that!” First yes you do. Especially on this here contraption we call the internet. Look around there are articles blogs hell even Facebook has atheists that do that. Anyway back to John and Jack. Jack just told John something that John thinks is not true. So John says “prove to me that a God does not exist.” Remember Jack made the statement first. John didn’t ask for Jack’s opinion. In the real world Jack would repeat the statement that it’s up to john to prove him wrong. But how the scientific community works is its up to the one making the assertion to prove he is right. Now that’s something to talk about. Science. How does it all work. Well science is a simple word that means to study things. We use science to study how nature works. Then we use what we learn and apply it to life be it good or evil. Now I’m not a scientist but I have read enough stuff to understand a little bit of how it all works. First there are preset laws that were found in nature. Think of gravity. We all know gravity is there. We jump off the ground a second later we are back on the ground. But why? How about DNA? What exactly is DNA? Well from my understanding DNA is a nice little blue print that maps out who you are what you look like what diseases you are most prone to. Why do planets revolve around suns? Why do moons revolve around planets? Gravity? Then from we understand about gravity shouldn’t the planets fall into the sun then? Ah but wait. Not only are we falling down but we are falling to the left or right. So thanks to that we miss the sun every year we fall. But why? Earth moves a thousand or so miles to the sun we burn. The other direction we freeze. See there I made an assertion and went to prove my point. Now I am waiting for someone to tell me that I am wrong? Am I? Some flat earther might try. But even you the ration person reading this is going “well duh. This is high-school astronomy.” No then what about this whole God thing? Can you prove to me he does or doesn’t exist? Who’s job is to provide the evidence?

Now its time to get into something painful. Oh yes very painful. The theist says if you dont believe in God than you are screwed. I’m going to go ahead and use Christianity as the example and from what I understand of it. Christianity says those that believe Jesus Christ died for your sins and all you have to do is accept that you screw up. A lot. And Jesus went through a very painful and ugly execution to give you a free ride to heaven. If you dont accept that free ride you go to hell. Or if you don’t you die the second death. Your soul gets completely destroyed and you cease to exist as a person. That’s Christianity according to the new testament of the Bible. Now you have what I like to call atheism according to logic and education. Believe it or not some of these guys are so zealous about there atheism its a religion. The use “science” as there Bible so to speak. They believe that you die your done. That’s it. No God no salvation just well dead. Ain’t that just cheery? Kinda sounds like the hell side of Christianity. Now what do you notice here? Opinions. Mind. Blown. This whole atheism vs theism thing going on is pretty comparable to Democrats vs Republicans. Now I’m going to go ahead and say this. In the argument between theists and atheists first get up off your ass and go outside. I would imagine if you all had the time to argue with each other over your opinions then I would imagine if you all would just shut up and look around you would notice there are bigger problems then the God opinion. Have you seen the Unemployment rate in the U.S.? How about the fact that there aren’t enough cures for diseases? There are treatments out the ass for cancer AIDS and any other disease or health issue. Maybe we should all get off gods back and fix ourselves as a human race. Now I know for a fact you will not listen to me because you are selfish. And would rather deal with the God opinion then the starving child down the street because his mother is too busy doing heroine. And to you. Well fuck you.

Jace Gilliani Deamon Warrior 1.

New York city. A fucking disease infected jungle of steel and concrete. Scum in all shapes and sizes seem to gather here for the purpose of making money, infamy, or both. Wallstreet financial backstabbers, loan sharks, psychos, gangs. It doesn’t matter. All these fuckers were the same to Jace Gilliani. Orphaned at a young age when his mother was brutally murdered eight years after his father disappeared. The killer or killers were never caught. There were no leads for the case either. Looking back at the old reports he swiped from the precinct the autopsy was inconclusive. Cause of death was a hole through the chest burned through like a fire ball had entered and exited. No murder weapon like that ever existed.  Doesn’t matter now. All he knew was that any threat in the world had to be eradicated. Dirty cops Mafia, bloods, Neo Nazis, even radical ISIS members. Its not like the government is doing anything about it. And all the civilians are too busy getting involved in the new “thing” that the media was shoving down the populations throat.
Jace was known as the “hero vigilante” or some shit. Stupid name given to him by the media. Cops were always looking for him because even though he saved there fucking asses from ISIS and nazi execution. Not too mention he completely disbanded an entire global sex trafficking operation. But it never stopped jace from continuing the acts.
It was mid March the trees in central park were starting to turn pink as the flowers were blooming. Jace was smoking a cigarette occasionally brushing his hand through his jet black hair. He wore sunglasses covering his red eyes. He put his hand on his lower back checking to make sure his m9 was still there. It was. The cold metal of the gun comforted him. He turned his head to the left looking around. Something caught his attention.
“Damn Chinese missed there fucking payment,” said a man’s voice. Jace recognized it. It was Joey tragor. One of the Mafias lieutenants.
“Yeah. The ones on 58th and Carter. I can do that. Set a fucking example for those that dont pay. Midnight? Got it boss.”
Jace left as soon as he heard the phone beep. 58th and Carter. Midnight. It was most likely going to be a hit and demo crew. Jace went to his den to get outfitted.
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Standing outside of a shabby little convenience store wearing a face mask a black hoodie and dark black pants with steel toe combat boots. The light weight Kevlar underneath his hoodie pressed up against his body and the katana on his back had the blood of many now deceased bad guys. The pistol on his hip was loaded and ready to take down any mob members that were going to show up.
At midnight a car rolled up and six guys armed with Smgs wearing suits walked up to the building. Jace unsheathed his sword and waited on the left side of the building. He waited for the last Guy to be out side of the door. He ran up covered the mans mouth and sliced his throat dragging the now lifeless body to the right side of the building. He then walked into the side door and ducked behind the shelf. He was in the storage room. Two of the mob members were standing around waiting.
“The hell happened to Billy?” One of them asked.
“There is someone here. Bills dead,” answered a voice from inside the store. One man went inside the store jace took the open opportunity to take out one more guy. He shoved his katana into the back of the man and twisted it. He ripped it out and held it out pulling his pistol. He hid behind the wall waiting for the four others to walk in and see the bloody body on the floor. They did. Jace didn’t waste any time pumping a bullet into each of there heads as they stood around the body surprised and scared. Jace looted the bodies and scrounged up the cash they had. Which was a lot. A couple hundred each. Adding up to almost a thousand. Jace left the store leaving five hundred of the cash in the mail box outside the store. Jace didn’t get too far as a figure with giant bat like wings and horns jumped in front of him. Jace pulled his sword and his pistol.
“Your soul is mine,” it said in a demonic voice.
“Fuck off,” jace said firing off with his pistol. The creature jumped up diving down at jace as it rammed  him jace lost consciousness.***********************
He woke up floating in what looked like a dream like cloudy environment. Jace looked around and and saw nothing but fog.
“Now that I have your attention,” said the demonic voice of the creature that took jace down.
“Okay what the fuck?” Jace said as he flipped around looking for it.
“Welcome to your soul. If you hand it over you live. If not I will take it and your life,” it said as it materialized in front of him. It was red with reptilian skin wearing a suit of armor its eyes wear black and its figure was that of a body builder.
“Your a new type of shit bag,” jace said as he clenched his fists ready to take it on. Jace felt gravity pull and he dropped landing on his feet on an invisible floor. A surge of power went through his arms glowing.
“A human? With magical powers?” Asked the creature.
“I’m going to keep my fucking soul,” jace said as he ran towards the creature, diving at him. He knocked him down pounding the creature continually until he lay unconscious. Or so jace thought. The creatures eyes opened up and kicked have back. Jace flipped backwards and landed on his feet. He put out his arms and a large whispy ball of light shot out and slammed into the creature knocking him back. It stood up limping with an angry look on its face.
“Now I see what you are,” it said as it disappeared.
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Jace woke up laying on the ground. He shook his head and assumed someone knocked him out and it was all I dream. His katana and pistol were on the ground not been touched. He checked his wallet as he stood up. The money was still there. Strange, he thought. He bolstered his gun and sheathed his sword. The second after wards a bright shone.
“I need you to come with us,” said a loud voice. Jace looked around and saw that he was surrounded.
“Well shit,” he said as he put his hands up walking towards the voice.

Gate watch summery

Gate watch is a series of stories of dozens of characters. All these stories are connected and the fates of these people are connected. It is my own universe I have created and continue to expand on it. There is a nice mix of science fiction and fantasy. That being said none of the ideas or situations are going to be applied to the real world. I am using real world ideas and applying them. Enjoy please if you are willing to read. This is a hobby of mine and I will keep at it whether there is approval or not. I do not approval and here opinions won’t matter if there is no reasoning behind that opinion. That being said I’m relaunching my series. Rewriting it only because the last idea from my point of view was going down hill. If anyone has questions or comments there is the Comment section as there is also my personal email stryker666.cb@gmail.com my Facebook Cory Beamer Kenyon and my instagram strykerx12.

Personal guidelines.

They say a man is manly when he goes and parties. Men aren’t supposed to look for a long lasting relationship. A manly man is a man that has banged eight or more women. That’s bullshit. That man is a whore. No. My guidelines will follow absolute truths and defy the unwritten rules of society.
I am a 21 year old dating a 17 year old girl. At first you are thinking “that’s illegal” well in Missouri which is were I live 17 is the age of consent. I find myself lucky because 1. She is a virgin. 2. Her father knows about it and has no problem with me. She is my sisters best friend. And yes she knows as well. I made sure to let her know I was interested in this girl. For this part a guideline for all people don’t please the people around you. Follow your heart. It works out in the end.
If you have to lie to her you are ashamed of something. Don’t lie to her. Build trust. Don’t be to quick to have sex. (Unless sex started the relationship and in that case you have to make extra sure you know what your doing. A fire that Burns quick dies quick.) In my situation I am maintaining this spark. One thing to remember. She is her own person. You can’t make her do anything. She said yes to you. But that only means she likes you. That also doesn’t mean It can’t go the other way around. Because the man is his own person to. “What if he or she cheats on me?” Dump there ass. Especially if its been less then a month. No one needs that shit. Save yourself the emotional rollar coaster and end it.
Its hard to tell the difference between lust and love. “I love you” can be a disguise for “I only want your dick or pussy” do research on your self. If that person can make you something other then horny you’re doing something correct. If they are young check the age of consent laws for your area. Obviously thirteen is a bit steep and borderline pedo. Unless you live in Mexico city. The age of consent is twelve. (Seriously people? What the fuck? Who would think its okay for your twelve year old to have sex with a forty year old?) If you feel you can’t help yourself distance your self from him or her until she is old enough. Chances are you found someone else who is more legal anyway. Don’t rush into things and don’t obsess over that person. What I did to get over myself was to tell the girl I had feelings for her. A month later this chick is sitting in my lap making out with me. Keep that person and yourself safe. In other words don’t try to sneak around. (Although I like to pretend because quite frankly shit turns me on.)  Keep your emotions in check. Pay attention to there emotions. Learn them. Body language. Facial expressions. Actions. That is eighty percent of the person you are learning to know. Don’t let what someone else say bother you. That someone else is only pissed you have something they don’t. If you are a gay person. (Just to clarify my beliefs disagree with that choice but who am I to judge?) It could be a problem for the people around you that like to judge your choices because some people are self righteous pricks that think they have it all together. Make sure your homosexual tendencies are love and not lust. In my opinion if your not hurting yourself or your partner in the relationship then you are good to go.
On one more note. Don’t fondle each other in public. Some kids shouldn’t see that shit. Doesn’t matter who you are. Keep your sexual activities behind closed doors. Unless you are a porn star and record your sex life. But that’s a totally different case.

What I think about what a dissidia 3 would be like

Okay. This is my take and not just characters. (That’s all most people seemed to only worry about and these people want some seriously out of story or out of franchise characters. Seriously sora fucking sucks dick.) Also some of this is what I want not what I expect.
1. Characters.
This is a list of all the most likely characters from each game.
FF:
Cosmos: WoL and a female red Mage simply named Red
Chaos: Garland and Astos (he is the asshole dark elf that put prince elf guy in a fucking coma. Dick.)
FF2:
Cosmos:firion and Maria (a magic user with bow and arrow skill. Plus she wears next to nothing and could be extremely hot. Yum.
Chaos: the emperor and Leon. (As an underling that could switch sides towards the end of the game when Maria finally convinces him. Eh?)
FF3:
Cosmos: O. Knight and luneth. (A free lancer character that can have the same type of system as lightning for a class change. Why not. Maybe his ex mode could be an upgraded power of that?)
Chaos: cloud of darkness and xande. (The real bad guy. Duh.)
FF4:
Cosmos. Paladin Cecil Kain and maybe Rosa or rydia. ( white Mage character with a bow for attack or another summoner with black magic arsenal)
Chaos: Golbez dark Knight Cecil (see what I did there?) And zemus. (Split Cecil up to show that he has a duel personality constantly battling himself.)
FF5
Cosmos:Bartz and lenna or galuf.
Chaos:exdeath Gilgamesh (he could switch sides for all I care he goes back forth throughout the series.)
FF6
Cosmos: terra And Locke or Sabin or Edgar or celes (I say “or” because I could go with any one of those)
Chaos: kefka shadow (maybe a neutral if the want a few characters to do that.) And maybe emperor gesthal. (Not that he is actually useful but he is important. I could go without him.)
FF7:
Cosmos cloud tifa aerith and maybe Vincent.(he was an optional character. Treat him the same here?)
Chaos: sephiroth and Rufus maybe the Turks. (Don’t actually care for the Turks plus the switch sides sometimes. They could too.)
FF8:
Cosmos: squall Laguna and rinks and maybe zell or quistis. (Fighting games have all kinds of extra characters with the only role to fill up space.)
Chaos: ultimecia seifer and maybe edea (she could switch sides)
FF9
Cosmos: Zidane vivi garnet and maybe Steiner. (Steiner was fucking hilarious)
Chaos: Kuja and Beatrix. (She could also switch sides)
FF10
Cosmos: Tidus yuna and auron
chaos: jecht Seymour and maybe yunalesca (she was a bitch to kill constant zombie and instant death I fucking hated her)
FF11
to be honest I think an mmo entry into a numbered series is retarded so I am not listing shit.
FF12
Cosmos: vaan Ashe and bacsh
Chaos: vayne and gabranth
FF13
Cosmos: lightning hope snow fang vanille or sazh. (You could add any of them really they were all equally important. I would be fine with only one addition really.)
Chaos. Dysley.
FF14.
Again mmo.
FF15
Cosmos: Noctis (I don’t know much about this entry other then the main characters name so I ain’t getting much here.)
Chaos: whom ever is the asshole that wants to be a villain.

2. Gameplay

Alright so lets start with this. Gameplay should be similar to previous games. Bravery attacks and HP attacks. But I also would like to see an up to three on three battle system. A party system. That would be fun. Have each character be able to support and attack. Lets say you can lock on to an ally to switch to support mode be it healing buffing or protecting.
Like protect can half all bravery damage from physical attacks or healing can give an ally HP back. To keep it from being a battle that is for ever ongoing add an MP pool that slowly regenerates over time during battle. Makes up for strategy. I like it. For offline battles you can set your allies “gambits” or strategy. For example press directional up for offensive and directional down for defensive. And direction left for balanced or maintenance. Done. Some attacks could do area affect and others can do single target. Have a “friendly fire” rule that can be turned on and off. Assists can stay. Hell maybe do an assist switch. In other words you can change characters in battle with assist. Why not? Of course once all three players on one team is down its a battle over. Sounds good to me.
3. Customization
First lets touch on costumes. I like having alternate costumes but let’s go on step further. An extra slot for each character so you can freely customize their looks. Want to make sephiroth dress up in a black laves suit go ahead. You could put cloud in full clad armor similar to the judges in FF12. You can make tidus look even more like a douche if you wanted too. Including weapons. Some of you might ask “what about ex mode looks?” Simple each piece has an ex mode look attached to them. So if you were to dress up WoL in zidanes clothes he would have pink fur during ex mode. I know crazy but its up to the player anyway. Weapons can even be used as customizable pieces. Want to see cloud use his nail bat? Go for it.
Now for skills customizables. Too different sets. Offensive and supportive. Locking on to an enemy will allow you use of your offensive set up.
Locking on to an ally allows you to use your supportive. Done. Leveling up should stay the same. Equipment is nice. Add more items. Done.

4. Online gameplay
Allow for free battle pick a character or three and battle an online opponent.
Free battle party mode.
Pick a character and join a fray of five other people.
Tournament.
Eh why not?
That’s all I have on that. Could be fun.

Some of the things I want to see.
Soldier characters for both cosmos and chaos for an actual war. Make the soldier characters playable so they aren’t neglected. Simple.
Like I said before a customizable skin for each character and maybe your own created character. Boss fights against large creatures. Kraken or calcabrina hell maybe tiamat or bahamut.
Add summon characters as playables. Odin Shiva ifrit bahamut anyone? Diablos would be cool. Add a basic battle field the plains battle field In the over world for a battle of just player skill. Awesome graphics. I want to look at Maria’s body with lust. Most of this is a little what I expect and alot of what I want. That’s how feel any way.

A lecture on race.

Race. A word to describe someones looks or skin color. Sometimes even used to describe personality. Example. “You are too white to dance” or “you are too black too listen to heavy metal”. People associate race to actions made by people. I white person can be “black” because they have a certain way of acting or walking. People use race for stereotypes. Why? Here is the reality. Skin color is the same as eye or hair color. Interracial relationships are still a huge debate these days. Why? Biology doesn’t seem to care about that. An Oriental woman can still have a kid with a Hispanic man. And the kid will not have any genetic problems whatsoever. When the say its the inside that matters they are talking about the person as a person. Not the innards of that persons body. Ignorance is the cause to this disease called racism. Ignorance based solely off of the lack to learn. Because opinions are more important than education. Opinions causes hate. Because some people believe that their opinion is entitled to be known as fact without testing it first. Skin color doesn’t matter. Skin color is an identifying mark on an id card. That’s it’s. End of discussion.