Bioshock: Elizabeth in RaptureIt had to be quick; time was of the essence. Columbia was falling further into ruin behind her. The flames of her beloved home in the clouds licked the starless black sky. Screams of children, men, and women pierced her ears and trembled to shatter her focus. Booker's voice assured her from nearby that they could make it; to hurry. Oh she had to hurry. "I-I'm trying!" she panted, her eyes sealing closed as she felt the energy pull together and press between her palms and lacing her fingers. The sensation was great once she found the trace in the worlds, like two magnets rejecting to embrace no matter how hard to tried to press them together.Bioshock: Elizabeth in Rapture by ShinrasFlurry
With a shattering cry, the once fabled Lamb of Columbia was able to pull open the invisible door that linked her's to another. A horrible whooshing sound collided all around her; sucking the ash infected air into the new world.
"Booker come on!" she yelled, turning her attention from the fresh wound in the world to the man she saw as her guardian a
The Walking Dead - What if Merle Lived?"All you have to do is go back-Right now-and it'll be different."The Walking Dead - What if Merle Lived? by ShinrasFlurry
Michonne's words echoed through the cloudless sky. A whole new beginning was what she'd called it. Her voice was right beside him now, whispering but the brute redneck knew she wasn't actually there. It couldn't be true. He'd let her go. Why the fuck would she come after him? Merle Dixon, the toughest asshole around. Once a rider of the Savage Sons Motorcycle Club and the familiar face all the pigs knew when they took his ass back to jail after finding out he'd been dabbling in those illegal drugs. Again. Yup, toughest southern asshole till he tried to play the card he'd never pulled and went to become "the hero."
But he knew it when he'd left the prison and the group behind; leaving his younger brother back where he would see his face in the damp celler below the dark gloomy prison one last time. He'd chosen to do this because in his mind he'd told himself that it was done. He was finished. The group would be dead if he