

Heart Like A Hand Grenade Ch1Chapter 1 American IdiotHeart Like A Hand Grenade Ch1
Welcome to a new kind of tension All across the alien-nation. Everything isnt meant to be okay. - American Idiot
Thick tires bore into the soft, sandy earth, propelling the rider of the motorcycle forward. A second cycle, its rider stunned by the firsts abrupt burst of speed, dug its own hole in the ground before racing to catch up. The air was filled with the growling noise of the racing motorcycles and the scent of kicked-up dirt and hot grease.
The first rider wore a black helmet, emblazoned with silver tri


No.No.No.
Something about his voice made Commander Lazard remember who was really in charge. He adjusted his thin glasses and tried not to appear nervous. Authority questioned, Lazard turned to the wiry, dark-haired man hidden within the shadows of the room.
Now, now, Professor Hojo said, That wasnt the answer we were counting on. Arms crossed nonchalantly over his thin chest, he appeared relaxed, confident. In reality, he was the most nervous person in the room. No. Not nervous. Excited.


Riku: Way to DawnI have to answer for a lot of things. That is why I cannot return to my world. I have hurt so many. I have caused much suffering Vincent paused, silencing. He appeared to stare off into the darkness. Riku stepped forward.Riku: Way to Dawn
I I feel the same.
Heh, Vincent grunted, a mixed expression of surprise and amusement, for one so young, you think you feel as I do?
Riku narrowed his eyes. Dont underestimate my feelings. I almost killed Sora.
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I come with my own sound effect....PYOnG!!!
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Niccolo Paganini:
keep up the good work!
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~If I Haven't Seen It, It's New To Me!!!~
~Azure-Kite-Alliance
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