

NYM: Chapter 2Jack groaned with pain as he moved his head against the rusty, copper pole. His back ached along with the rest of his body every time he moved. He could barely remember last night's events, probably because he had been hit in the head twice. He slowly opened his eyes and observed his surroundings. Around him were opened crates, filled with white newspaper used to protect whatever was in the crates in the first place. They were stacked up about the height of three metres which prevented him from seeing any further.NYM: Chapter 2
"Where am I?" Jack asked himself and got up, if shakily, on his two feet. He tried moving forwards but found that he


NYM: Chapter 1Jack Spicer shifted into a more comfortable position in his seat as the airplane he was traveling on soared across the pink sky, dotted with equally pink clouds. His red eyes stared with boredom outside as his finger tapped to the rhythm of My Chemical Romance's new song "Welcome To The Black Parade". Now the reason why Jack was on a plane and not in one of his fast jets is because they had ceased to exist. An unfortunate accident had occurred whilst he and the Xiaolin Warriors were racing once again to find an artifact that happened to be right next to his house...NYM: Chapter 1
Jack stared at his house, the fires licking the wood. He watched
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Then Buffy killed Edward. The End...
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Then Buffy killed Edward. The End...
I'm your stalker!!
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I'm a member of Team Erik. Because a mysterious man living in the basement of an opera house wearing a mask is a hell of a lot more believable than sparkling vampires.
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....son
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tea with your insanity?
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