I'm not exactly a Shakespeare or a King, but I can write. Though writing will not be my number one priority, I will continue to write. I hope you guys will like my literature. I do most of my writing during my Pre-Calculus class, and so far, most of it is related to Final Fantasy VII Crisis Core and Advent Children. I won't be posting all of what I write here, but I will post as much as I can. If you want to read more of my works, you can go to my deviantART. Hope you enjoy!


Look not upon me
For I have been tainted
By my own greed,
By my want to be best.

What have I left
But to give my all
For he that I love
And those whom I hate?

And what about them,
All who have done
Things only for me?
Best will not be enough.

I must not allow
This scar to slow
My want to help them.
Tainted is but beauty.

I finished it :3 Once again, this is about Mihael Keehl [Mello] from Death Note.

Everything's Alright

He died within my arms,
He who called me "brother."
The remnant, with his last
Breath, said the word "mother."
His arm, it rose,
Reaching toward the sky.
It was then that the
Life Stream took him away.
But the others, they
Would not go without me.
And then I felt a
Hand against my forehead.
"Mother?" I heard my voice.
And then a female
Voice I knew all too well:
"Why is everyone calling
Me their mother lately?"
Another answered,
Another I knew:
"Maybe they're fond of you."
"But this one is too
Big to adopt," replied she.
"Tough luck, friend. It seems,
You don't have a place here."
Another touch to my head,
And soon hands were
All around me.
The children, the pond.
I stood, the kids around
Me, happy I was alive.
"She said 'Come here
And Cloud'll wake up,'"
Said the child.
I felt myself nod.
My eyes wandered.
The church was filled
With children and adults.
My friends were there, as well.
And just behind them,
At the door, were
Those two whose voices
I had heard moments before.
They stood and left, but
Not before stopping.
A smile and a wave, and
"You see? Everything's...

When Torey read the first two lines of this, he thought it was about Itachi and Sasuke xD But no, it's the ending of Advent Children. Yes, I know the quotes aren't exactly right, but you can deal with it.


The Gift of the Goddess
Is what I seek.
I shall travel
To the ends of the world
If that's what it takes.
I wish for the Goddess
To spread her wings
Over my corrupted form.
Save me from this
Fate of a monster.
Let me become the hero,
And let him be the one
Who takes flight from battle.
And save ho who was
Captured by the enemy.
Let the oath hold true,
And let again lovers meet.
The Goddess shall lead
The friends into bliss,
Her gift everlasting.

I wrotes a second one :3


Beloved by the Goddess,
That's all I want to be.
Give back to me the wings
That you ripped away.
Give my corrupted soul
One more chance.
Let me prove to you
That I am no monster,
And that I do not
Deserve such a fate.
I only want that bliss,
Brought by the Goddess's gift.
Let me be the hero
In this enactment.

Never throw brushes.

"Kadaj! Loz hurt my hair!" Ugh. Again.

"Then don't let him brush it anymore." Just as I had told him a million times before. Life was hell with those two. True, the three of us together became one person, for the most part. But the person was dead, just as we were. That's right, dead.

"Would you PLEASE tell them to be quiet?" Those two weren't just annoying me now, but also him. We were remnants of him. I looked at him, sitting next to me, the annoyance showing plainly on his face.

"You think I haven't tried?" Many, many times; even in life. They just REFUSED to shut up.

"If only those fools at Shinra hadn't taken Mother from me. I wouldn't have to deal with you children."

I winced at his calling me a child. I may have been the youngest of the three remnants, but I WAS the leader, representing his evil. My eldest brother was his strength, and the other was his allure. I grunted at that. Why allure? Sure, he was handsome, but I personally believe evil and strength to be better traits. I knew he noticed my grunt, be he ignored it.

I stood, walking to where my two brothers were arguing, very close to physically fighting. I snatched the brush from the elder's hand and threw it.

Those two cowered in fear. Not their usual reaction, my mind registered. I then realized where I had chucked the brush. Crap. Now it was my turn to cower, for the brush had hit the back of HIS head. Uh oh. Now I was in for it.