"Soldier X"

Soldier X is about a boy 16 year old named Erik Brandt who lives in Vilsburg, Germany and has been sent into the second world war in the year 1947. He was going to the location of the battles he was going to fight but then the transportation trucks were being shot by Russian fighter jets and only a few survived. He had to take a train to Russia instead since the trucks were destroyed along with a few of the people on board. He met the german officer Doblemann who's face was messed up due to a grenade going off near his face. They got to the location where the wars were happening and Erik was dubbed the interrogator since his Russian was flawless. Erik and his friends were assigned a room dug out in a trench to stay into meanwhile the war was still off in the distance. That is when the unimaginable happened, the war had reached his location. There were explosions everywhere and Erik's friends were being killed off by the second, he could do nothing but fight for his own life for Doblemann had told him to shoot or be shot himself. He was shooting the enemy forces counting every shot as he went and found himself hauling grenades. That is when the tanks started coming in. All seemed lost when he had been hit by a grenade and shot a couple of times. But then he woke up in the trench when he heard the Soviet Union shooting off the Germans that were still alive in the trench. Erik was terrified and found a Russian boy that was dead about the same size as him. He took the boy's uniform and gear and struggled his way through the town of Arleni. He was almost to away from everything and safe until he was found by one of his own kind but he was wearing the Russian uniform and was shot at by the German and was hit in the stomach but then a shot was heard nearby and the German fell, got up and another shot was heard and he fell again. Erik was saved by a Russian and he started to lose consciousness. He woke up in a Russian hospital and he was bandaged up being taken care of. He met a few friends and the most important girls he had ever met in his life. Her name was Tamara, she was the same age as Erik and had many beautiful features to him. She took care of him in the hospital and she eventually started to grow closer to him. But then there was an alert that the war had reached the zone of Arleni that they were in. They had yo leave as soon as possible for the hospital was already being bombarded. They loaded up into trucks and tried to leave the ward but the trucks were being destroyed and Erik was left alone with Tamara and Sergo to wander off into the unknown world to escape the war and find peace, perhaps in America. They reached Poland and passed through ending up eventually in Czechoslovakia. They found a kind elderly lady that gave them a home that to them seemed to be a sanctuary. They stayed there until that town was being bombarded as well. They tried to flee in a car but the car was hijacked by a German soldier. They were once again on their own. They ran into a forest when a thick fog came over and lost the two into a white world. The unimaginable happened once again when soldier's footsteo were heard coming their way and the soldiers found them and attacked in fear that they would strike before they would. Erik and Tamara both fell to the ground wounded by the guns. That is when they both lost consciousness. Erik woke up in a room of white and a nurse started to speak to him in English. He ranted in English saying he wanted to see Tamara but he was given a shot to be put to sleep. He woke up and his left arm was amputated. He was too embarrassed to have Tamara see him but she came in and gugged him telling him that she was in love with him. That is when they eventually got married back in Vilsburg and moved to America. That is when the story ended.

Travis Aurion

Name: Travis Aurion

Age: Young Adult About 21 years old with no job and finished High School

Main Trait: Outcast, Very Serious

Humanizing Trait: The only one without a chip embedded in his brain so he can choose to either do wrong or go against wrongdoing.

Profession: Highly skilled fighter (Has mastered all weapons of the past before the chips were invented)

Address: Nomadic (Likes to set up shelter in forests and hidden places of nature)

Values:Earth(Nature), Life, Sword Skills, And Writing

Foil:His alter ego (Thanial Alexander Black)

Obsession:Saving people and keeping them content with their lives as well as writing for the people

Goal:To provide written art to the people as well as to keep watch over those people

Idol:Miranda Setsuka (Previous guardian of the people who became a goddess that nobody knows about)

Epitaph:"Mysterious Bard (Poet) Who Saved Humanity"

Internal Conflict: Thanial constantly tries to take over Travis

Interpersonal Conflict: He must not be found living in the forest by others or he must leave that world.

Best Part About Travis: he can get rid of all the bad people that try to take over and leave that world but there is risk that the chips become defective yet again.

Movie Review

I-Robot, a movie where everyone lives in the year 2012 and everyone enjoys life with the new robots that came out that help people in everyday life except one person. Del Spooner. He had a little bad experience with a robot years ago which lead him to the dislike of all technology of that day and lives 2004 style. Then he just goes driving along one day and gets attacked by robots and soon realizes they aren't following the three laws of robotics anymore and was right about the grudge he held against him. This action packed movie will have you at the edge of your seat and have you hooked throughout the whole movie while trying to figure out the mystery of the murder of the one who created all the robots.

If I Were In Haiti

People screaming, screaming. You look everywhere trying to see through the thick tear gas being released into the ravenous crowd of rioting people. You run, the tear gas gets to you faster than you can run and become blinded. You trip over a person and you are lying on the ground. Loud bangs from the guns of the police firing rubber bullets into the crowd. Though in horrible pain, they still go on, going for what they want, just trying to survive. You get up and run through the mob, there is a cut on your forehead, bruises all over you, you're just trying to get by in the crowd. You manage to get out, you go back a few feet and look back at the people rioting, there are ambulances on the outsides of the crowds loading people into the back to be taken care of inside. You wonder why people are doing this, and then you get that sharp pain in your stomach. You then understand, you're tired of this pain, this unjustified way of living, You run back, you try smashing through the gates as well. You're hit by a rubber bullet, you fall in shock and pain. You are stampeded by the crowd. You then think to yourself, I can die if I keep going... but I will die if I don't anyway, there isn't enough to eat. I guess it's better to die trying, than to die sitting there dong nothing to solve your problems.

Dead Boy's Poem

Born from silence, silence full of it
A perfect concert, my best friend
So much to live for, so much to die for
If only my heart had a home

Sing, what you can't say
Forget, what you can't play
Hasten to drown into beautiful eyes
Walk within my poetry, this dying music
- My loveletter to nobody

Never sigh for better world
It's already composed, played and told
Every thought, the music I write
Everything, a wish for the night

Wrote for the eclipse, wrote for the virgin
Died for the beauty, the one in the garden
Created a kingdom, reached for the wisdom
Failed in becoming a god

Never sigh for better world
Its already composed, played and told
Every thought, the music I write
Everything, a wish for the night

"If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it
Remember only the verse, songmaker's cry the one without tears
For I've given this its strength and it has become my only strength.
Comforting home, mother's lap, chance for immortality
where being wanted became a thrill I never knew
The sweet piano writing down my life"

"Teach me passion, for I fear it's gone
Show me love, hold the lorn
So much more I wanted to give to the ones who love me
I'm sorry
Time will tell (this bitter farewell)
I live no more to shame nor me nor you
And you... I wish I didn't feel for you anymore..."

A lonely soul...
...An ocean soul...
...To stand between the moon...
...And the shining sea...

To some it is a plant. A simple plant. But look at it this way, it sort of looks like an exotic bird, doesn't it?

A wall, the side you can see a bit more seems to be dull. Look over the wall. You see much more. Light, a tree house,and plant life. Why is this separated? Do they not want the ones who live on the "dull" side on the "bright" side...?

1, 2, 5.
What are these numbers? Is this how many years you'll live to be? Is that the answer to all questions? Funny how a simple line of three digits can make you ask so many questions that may never be answered.

I stood on top of a fountain and looked over to take a picture and it sort of looks like a mansion of some sort. With the garden in front of a pool and enormous windows to see it all outside. Imagine living there, it makes you feel wealthy doesn't it?

Yet another tree, I was laying down and I took a picture of a sky. Once I looked at the picture, too my surprise, I saw a tree looking over me that I did not notice.

A tree, it looks big, but it may not be. I am not saying it small. But what does it look like to you? The angle was out of my choice and I really seemed to like it.

All these signs say danger, warning, be careful. They forewarn you of death, but there is nothing else. Why don't pool signs just ever say anything about enjoying your time swimming instead of making you a little more scared of entering.

"No Alcohol Allowed"
To some people, it may seem like a good thing, but there are many people out there who like to drink. These signs may make them feel unwelcome to places with signs like these.

A piano, or a keyboard. They both produce the same beautiful sounds but one has keys made of plastic, the other wood. By looking, can you tell?

This I found really interesting, just a long hallway with a few lights for guidance. A door resides at the end that can hold many secrets within. The possibilities are endless.

Picture Two

There was only these blossoms left on this tree while the rest seemed to be dead branches.

Picture One

This picture is a lamp post found outside of my home.

"Mulan, Through The Looking Glass"

被一個二千歲的中國人鼓勵傳奇
(Inspired by a 2,000 year old legend)
"Mulan" is a story which is seemingly the Chinese Joan of Arc how she went to battle the Mongolians instead of her father trying to keep him from dying. As Katherine Kim once said, "The woman Warrior, or the Heroine, raised my fist in the air. She was a virtuous, bad-a__ sista."I also half agree (because I would not call her a "bad-a__ sista") but the rest is as she said to me.