Chapter 2
"Augggh!!!" the woman screamed as the bullet penetrated her chest. This made tears drip down Arthur's face. He felt like shooting himself now.
Then the woman did something unexpected. She reached her hand down her shirt, grimaced, and then pulled her hand back out. In her severely bloodied palm sat the bullet. She then threw it angrily to the ground. Amazingly she didn't look too affected by it physically at all.
The woman then looked at the bush where Arthur was hiding and yelled, "Dieser verdammte weh! Komm heraus und sei ein Mann, und ich werde dich nicht töten." 1.
Dumbfounded, Arthur slowly walked out of the bush with
The time as WWII
A single soldier was sneaking through a dense forest. He held his rifle firmly, and glanced around himself cautiously with every step. This soldier was medium height, about 5'10. Messy ash-blonde hair adorned his head accompanied by stunning emerald eyes topped with comically thick dark eyebrows.
"Dammit," he cursed with a smooth British accent. "I just had to get separated from the troop, didn't I?" Something made a shuffling sound near him, and this caused him to turn around quickly and point his rifle in its direction. To his great relief it was just a squirrel. "Ha ha, I got all worked up for nothing," he laughed quie
Chapter 2
"Augggh!!!" the woman screamed as the bullet penetrated her chest. This made tears drip down Arthur's face. He felt like shooting himself now.
Then the woman did something unexpected. She reached her hand down her shirt, grimaced, and then pulled her hand back out. In her severely bloodied palm sat the bullet. She then threw it angrily to the ground. Amazingly she didn't look too affected by it physically at all.
The woman then looked at the bush where Arthur was hiding and yelled, "Dieser verdammte weh! Komm heraus und sei ein Mann, und ich werde dich nicht töten." 1.
Dumbfounded, Arthur slowly walked out of the bush with
The time as WWII
A single soldier was sneaking through a dense forest. He held his rifle firmly, and glanced around himself cautiously with every step. This soldier was medium height, about 5'10. Messy ash-blonde hair adorned his head accompanied by stunning emerald eyes topped with comically thick dark eyebrows.
"Dammit," he cursed with a smooth British accent. "I just had to get separated from the troop, didn't I?" Something made a shuffling sound near him, and this caused him to turn around quickly and point his rifle in its direction. To his great relief it was just a squirrel. "Ha ha, I got all worked up for nothing," he laughed quie