Hello everyone,
I would like to apologize for the lack of posts. Due to school and my daily life,there may be a time lapse between posts. Visions of Death is included during the lapse but, shorter stories may not be.

AOW week 2#

     Military Dogs Awarded K-9 medal of courage

  Five military dogs sniffed out bombs, located enemy soldiers, sniff out weapons and attack the enemy.  Because of they're dedicated service many people came home safe. The bond between a soldier and his dog is important because these furry soldiers have been relied on for years. Only four dogs were alive for the medal ceremony. Ranger,Coffee,Alphie and Capa served the country for many years,their fellow canine Gabe died in 2013 and was granted a memorial. 

   People underestimate the bond between man and dogs. So many canines have given their live in service or help the disabled. They are much more than just something breed(designer dogs) or kill because they're a nuisance. The first dogs in the world were wolves.The wolves had become used to the sight of humans and began scavenging they're food. And over time they changed into the domestic creatures we have today. This article made me very happy when I read it because only humans have been given medals and recognition. Now someone's finally changing it!

A Soul for an angel

   It was a rainy day and we were flying. The rain wouldn't have stopped us anyways, not where we're going. The graveyard was the final destination for the day. And for one of us the end. I knew he would come and I was ready but, she had know idea what I was planning. All I told her was that I was going to talk to him. And she could wait at the entrance. But, I lied.
   
     "What happens when the devil comes?" she asked unaware of her previous fate. "When he comes just wait for me like you promised. "You promise to come back?" "Yes." I answered knowing it would be many years before that happened.
    We soon reached the graveyard and landed our wings folding behind us. And then I left her. And walked in alone. He was already waiting with the black chains. He probably knew what I was planning but, in the end it didn't matter whose soul he had.
    I walked to him and spoke"My soul for her freedom" His eyes glowed crimson as he smirked. "Done." He said and tossed the chains around me. Enslaved he then dragged me down. Into the land were death ruled hand in hand with chaos. Torment became a daily occurrence and I soon became different.
   Eventually,  I guess she found out because I watched the stars cry and nights grow colder. But, I never regretted my choice.  Her grief will move on and her strength return. Because while happiness and peace may be illusions, and sorrow and death aren't. Things like peace and joy give people like her something to believe in. To help them make differences. She once told me it true what they say and now I believe it.   " A coward dies a thousand deaths but,a hero only die once."

Don't worry about the devil

I'll give my soul for yours,

Then you'll be free from pain and death,

You flew away on wings of white

While mine turned to twilight. 

&

My final act was to save

My final breath was goodbye,

Before I turned to raze

I said remember all my days. 

&

My wings are bent and broken

My spirit he has taken,

But, please don't cry my angel friend

I promise to see you in the end.

(c) L.S.R

AOW (Article of the Week) 1#

         Does It Matter?

 A poll was taken to see how much American citizens knew about the Constitution and the rights protected by it.  The results were shocking! Only 93% of the poll takers answered correctly while 70% answered incorrectly! A quiz was then taken by anyone from ages 18-34 and the same shocking results were found. 50% said they'd give up voting for the next two presidential elections if it would pay off their loans! A senior named Peter Berkowitz said:

“Few of the liberal arts and sciences faculty at these schools offer courses that explore the origins, structure, substance and aims of the education that they supposedly deliver. Instead they provide a smattering of classes on hot-button topics in higher education such as multiculturalism, inequality, gender and immigration. This is no trivial oversight, as the quality of American freedom depends on the quality of Americans’ education about freedom.” (Wall Street Journal)  

 And he's right.If Americans don't start teaching the next generations about the Constitution we will lose sight of what was won during the Revolution.      

       Put yourself back in the past. During the Revolution and try to live under the Britain thumb.Not easy is it? Especially when your poor and they keep raising taxes. You don't have any rights or freedom and soldiers are everywhere. Now imagine a world toady still like that. It's not hard. The Constitution,the Declaration,Congress and our government. None of it would exist. And there would still be slaves. My parents wouldn't have been allowed to marry. And I wouldn't exist. if I did though I'd be a slave. Now there would still be problems but, I can guarantee that they would be different. And just as bad! All of this shows that Americans are lazy,irresponsible,ignorant people who've been raised spoiled(I realize not everyone's like that). We've never experienced the hardships of life like war,slavery or mass destruction etc. I know there's mass shootings and constant turmoil here but, think about a life being persecuted for your race or religion. Girls are murdered if they go to school,wear shorts skirts,or any-other silly thing! Boys are forced to join the military and leave their homes at young ages! All of this is in other countries so, be glad it's not in ours! 

     Men and Women died to protect those rights through-out every war this country's had. World Wars 1 and 2,the Civil War, and don't forget the Terrorists like ISIS! Every person who's died protecting those rights,they're being forgotten. Because we're not trying to learn about what they died protecting! And it's still under attack today!I admit that I don't know everything about the Constitution or the Declaration. But please, don't forget how our country got these and why. By knowing this stuff we're starting on the path to give our generation a better chance. A chance to change the world for the good of everyone and thing.  

(Here is the link to the website I got the story from. Studentnewsdaily.com This article was an assignment for my class I thought everyone would enjoy.)

Visions of Death (pt 2)

   

" Lupa what do you think?"  There were only two people in the room. Reginald Carperst head detective of NPD Central. Location Asinis Oras. And myself, Lupa Hunter. Consulting detective and agent of the NPD.  "Do you want the truth?" I answered back. "Yes." He answered. I took a deep breath knowing it would be long.

      "Well then, To begin the deceased were all killed by a bullet. They shows signs fatal shots from a far distance. The skulls would have shown two holes had it been it close quarters.So we're dealing with a sniper. The fires are only to cover traces.

      Grenade pins and bomb plaster are embedded within the corpses. Suggesting that not only is the killer a terrorist and arsonist but, a messenger to keep us alert. Terrorists rarely attack without telling you why. And the message is quite simple to decipher using the cause of death as the key.  Whoever did this is calling us out, as a chance for revenge." I closed my mouth waiting for a response.

  

    Reginald was gazed out the window into the distance. Processing what I said. I just stood there watching the sky and my boss.  It was snowing hard for the beginning of winter. One that the papers were beginning predict would be called The Scarlet Snows. Only four murders and suddenly everyone believed that more would follow. Typical human reaction of course given the circumstances. However I had a feeling they wouldn't be wrong.

    I switched my gaze to Reggie and out of habit applied a skill I learned from a book. Sherlock Holmes' famous deduction. The coffee stains, smell of tobacco and stains from a cigarette. Wait! Make that several I thought. Noticing the different ashes on his clothes.  And a recently worn through carpet trail. New frown lines, his shoulders are tense and bloodshot eyes. Slightly bigger clothes suggest gained weight. A possible four pounds,not good for his health. Diagnoses: too much time in the office. My attention snapped back to the present when he spoke.

     " I know you've deduced me Lupa. What do you think?" He turned and walked behind his desk. Falling into the chair with an exhausted groan.  "What I think Regg is that you're disregarding your health and spending more time on this case than necessary. The answer to the question about what should we do is simple. Solve the case and unmask our opponents." I said calmly as one can when playing a game of death. "Then let's get to work shall we?" He answered back .