PhoenixDaimon

Keegan sat, staring at the amount of stuff he had gotten for his birthday. Taking a moment to pause, and making sure he had open all of his gifts before playing any of the games he got. Searching through, he found an unopen card, and picked it up. Looking it over, he notice that it was in a plain white envalope, with his name the only thing written on it. Carefully, he mentally counted his gifts, remembering who gave him what. But the card itself, he could not. Slowly, he removed the flap, ripping it some due to the tape, and reached inside, pulling the card out. Noticing he had it facing backwards, he looked over the back, making sure that

Sliding open her window, a girl pauses to listen the silent house. A few normal creaks, and she grins, opening the window, and climbing out. She reaches back in, and grabs a metal square, before turning to face the breezy spring air. She looks at the tree next to her, and whispers, "You know my dad would kill you, if he found you outside my window, right?" A laugh replies, "What would he do to his little angel, whom is sneaking out at night?" The girl laughs in return, and counters, "Ah, but a 17 year old girl can't stay cooped up all day, can she? How is she to find love?" "By not standing on the corner?" a boy counters, moving some le

Phoenix reached up, and knocked on the door. A few seconds go by, before a sound of some banging is heard. Phoenix reaches up to knock again, but the door opens quickly, with Keegan standing there, panting. Phoenix smiles, and says, "Yo." Keegan responds with a "Yo," and motions Phoenix in. Phoenix nods, walking inside. Glancing around, he noticed it was a bit messy, as a result of some experiment. "Want anything to drink?" Keegan offers. Phoenix chuckles, "I'll pass. Knowing you, might turn me into a science experiment gone wrong." The two chuckle, before Phoenix asks, "What did you call me over here for?" Keegan blushes a bit, glancing a

Rachel sat up in bed, sweating, and panting hard. "Such an odd dream. I could have sworn I was a... " She says to herself, before becoming aware of someone else in the room. A black hair, red eye, 22 year old girl stood, or rather lean, against Rachel's dresser. She wore a white lab coat, and jeans, and grinned at Rachel. Rachel stared at her, and asks, "Who are you? What are you doing in my room?" The girl waits, before Rachel gasps, "I know you! You are that scientist, the one who has the solution to stop crime! Kammy.... Callie.... Kim, wasn't it?" Kim grins, and says, "Third times a charm. I stopped by to say Happy Birthday." Rachel pa

A knock came to Blackshirtboy's door, causing the recently back to male boy to open it. "Hello?" He asks, looking at the red cloak, sunglass wearing man standing there. "You blackshirtboy?" Phoenix asks. Blackshirtboy nods, and asks, "Who are you?" Phoenix replies, "Phoenix Shadow. A TG writer." "What are you doing here?" Blackshirtboy asks. Phoenix shrugs, "Thought I say hi to the artist's side of the neighborhood. Been around for awhile, but as usual, I just stay in my normal area." Phoenix points behind him, as he said the last part. A man was walking down the street, before a red blur passes the man. The blur stops, revealing a red hoodie

I once had a fan. He was always helpful, giving me ideas for my horror stories. He was a great fan, until he ticked off a witch one day. I still have the fan. He is a great fan, keeping me cool in this hot summer day. He is a great fan.