The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
They shrugged. Jackson created a guitar."so..what do we do?" Isanne asked Sam and Jackson.
"Hmm anything else?" She asked
"The lady she was knocking them with some kind of thing it looked like a pen.
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They shrugged. Jackson created a guitar."so..what do we do?" Isanne asked Sam and Jackson.
"Hmm anything else?" She asked
They shrugged. Jackson created a guitar."so..what do we do?" Isanne asked Sam and Jackson.
"Hmm anything else?" She asked
Isanne decided to look around the houseThey shrugged. Jackson created a guitar.
"The lady she was knocking them with some kind of thing it looked like a pen.
She heard him play as she looked around.Isanne decided to look around the house
" hmm OK"she said
she smiles and hums.She heard him play as she looked around.
"Alright. What else do you know?" He asked. "I don't know. Go ask Moony she should know it's her turf."
He didn't here her. As he played he thought about things that happened recently. When his thought turned to his parents he messed up a key. He shook his head and played again"she smiles and hums.
"always leading us to her" she said.
"Hmm this really is a nice home..." She sighed as she thought of her home. "Please be OK mom and dad.." She said to herself. She decided to go to the guest room.He didn't here her. As he played he thought about things that happened recently. When his thought turned to his parents he messed up a key. He shook his head and played again"
"Great." Peter said. He led her out. "Maybe I should let Spider-Man be a cop."
It was a plain room with three beds."Hmm this really is a nice home..." She sighed as she thought of her home. "Please be OK mom and dad.." She said to herself. She decided to go to the guest room.
"You could" she said
She picked a bed and laid down.It was a plain room with three beds.
"Yeah. The cops would have deal with it. After all their with the "program"."
It was soft.She picked a bed and laid down.
Sage nods.
She sighed and closed her eyes.It was soft.
Peter went out and informed Harvey and Gordan.
No one bothered her.She sighed and closed her eyes.
Sage went with him.
she soon fell asleep.No one bothered her.
"Alright let's go talk to her." Jim said. "Ah! We can't just talk to Mooney. She might still be mad at us." Harvey said. "I really don't care weather or not she's angry."
Sam walked in as well. Hey you should kill her. She's an alien it's only matter of time before she kills you. "Shut up."she soon fell asleep.
"I'll talk with her, I ain't afraid" sage said
Isanne continued to sleepSam walked in as well. Hey you should kill her. She's an alien it's only matter of time before she kills you. "Shut up."
"Me neither." Peter said. Gordan looked at them. "Harv and I will go. You two stay." He said. As Gordan walked away he leaned in. "This alter egos of yours better be trustworthy." He walked off as well. Peter smirked.
He laid down and tried to block out the voice.Isanne continued to sleep
Sage laughed. "Okay see you later"
Isanne's bed started to get covered with ice.He laid down and tried to block out the voice.
Peter looked at her. "Alright. Got your emblam?"
Sage looked over at her. "Wake up!" He yelled rather harshly.Isanne's bed started to get covered with ice.
Sage nods. "Yeah I do"
She woke up, surprised by the yelling. "Huh.."Sage looked over at her. "Wake up!" He yelled rather harshly.
"Alright let's get hidden."
"Um... Sorry. Didn't mean to shout." He said.She woke up, surprised by the yelling. "Huh.."
Sage nods. "Yeah let's."
"Is something wrong?" She asked"Um... Sorry. Didn't mean to shout." He said.
Peter left the building and went where no one could see him suit up.
"You're bed is frozen.""Is something wrong?" She asked
Sage his behind a dumpster to suit up
"Oh..sorry.." She frowned."You're bed is frozen."
Spider-Man came into view.
"Nightmare""Oh..sorry.." She frowned.
"Ready to go?" She asked
"Maybe..." She answered."Nightmare"
"Yep." He shot a weblines and it stuck to a building. "Ready?"