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= **L. Yam** =

** Journey to the Moon ** “Where!? Where is he!!?” The Sun wailed and sobbed on the ground, clutching at her golden dress. Her golden hair was strewn about the marble ground of her palace. Her golden-armored guards looked at her with sympathy and worry. “Where!?” She continued to sob. It looked as if nothing would make her feel better until her beloved Moon was back. Choking back her sobs, she forced out a command. “Find Faye and bring him here.” The guards looked astounded. “That lazy human down on Earth? What is he going to do for us?” The Sun sniffed a few more times, standing up and smoothing out her dress. Wiping her tears, she turned to the guards with a grave expression on her face. “Human or not, he’s the only chance we have right now.” The guards bowed to her respectfully and went on their way. “Madam,” Faye greeted lazily, scratching at the itch on his head. His fingers threaded through thick, dark tresses before coming back to rest at his side. His unusually red colored eyes stared up at the Sun’s bright yellow ones. “Faye,” she said seriously. “I need your help.” Faye cocked his head to one side as his red eyes slid from one guard to the other on either side of him. He yawned. “Look, Madam, all I want is a nap. I’m a human. It’s what we do.” He stopped speaking when he saw the desperate expression that was etched onto the Sun’s face. He sighed in defeat. “The Moon is missing, right? And you want me to get him back.” The Sun looked at the human, stunned. Giving a mock bow, Faye turned around, ignoring the call of the guards. “Well, there’s no point in standing around here, right? I’ll find him for you, so you don’t have to worry.” He walked out of the palace humming a tune. “M-Madam,” sputtered the guards. “Are you just going to let him go like that?” The Sun snapped out of her stunned trance; her mind focused back into reality. “He’s unarmed. He’ll be ripped to pieces out there! How can a mere human survive against all of //them// without any weapons?” The Sun smiled knowingly. “He does have one,” she said, amusement laced in her voice. The guards looked at her confusedly. “His voice.” She smiled. “Ah~, where to, where to?” Faye mumbled to himself. “Maybe I should have waited for directions.” He frowned to himself before dismissing his thoughts. “No use in crying over spilt blood.” He continues to walk in another direction. Although, he didn’t get very far before he bumped into someone unpleasant. “Well, well, well,” chuckled the wolf man. “What do we have here?” Faye looked confused before he blinked and shook his head. No, he wasn’t supposed to see this man ever again. “What in the name of…” he didn’t get to finish seeing that the wolf man grabbed him by the jaw and flung him into a tree. He felt something crack, but he disregarded it and stood back up, giving a small chuckle. “What are you doing here, Fenrir?” His mind briefly flashed back to their meeting long ago. Fenrir had gotten sent to jail by the Sun because of him. Fenrir smiled darkly. “Just cleaning up some trash,” he lunged once more at Faye. Faye’s eyes widened. Was he going to be eaten? His mind flashed back to the Moon, the Sun’s innocent child, still out there and scared for his life. No, it wasn’t going to end this way. Opening his mouth, he did something he wasn’t allowed to do since the death of his own mother. Fenrir shrieked at the forbidden voice that reached his sensitive ears. Faye wasn’t supposed to be able to use that. Every time he used his voice as a weapon, he lost a bit of his life force. Both a curse and a gift given to him by the gods. The wolf man clamped his hands down on his ears, but it was no use. Faye’s scream penetrated deep into his ears. “You’re never going to find him!” He screamed back at Faye. After a few more painful moments, Fenrir’s world went black. Faye continued down the path, holding his ribs in pain. He felt completely drained and angry at the same time. The Sun knew that he would have to use his voice, to slowly kill himself, to get the Moon back. ‘Curse her,’ he thought spitefully. ‘I’d like to see her kill herself for someone else’s wishes.’ He stopped at a stream to wash his face and drink. His mind started to go blank and his limbs felt weak. Before he hit the ground, unconscious, he let out a weak curse at his own stupidity. When he woke up once more, he realized that his limbs were immobile. He jolted when he heard a sinister chuckle next to his ear and immediately tried to break out of the bonds of web that held him down. “Nice to see you again, Faye.” He slowly turned his head, the only mobile part left of him, to see a pale woman with eight spider legs coming out of her back. Her silver hair hung in her pretty face as she circled him with a murderous aura. “You never knew how much I wanted to see you after our…last meeting.” She ran a long, black fingernail down his cheek, leaving a thin cut behind. “Nice to see you, too, Alice ,” mumbled Faye. He remembered the last time he and the spider woman met. Apparently, their meeting ended in the same matter as Fenrir’s. She smiled sweetly as his face paled. Faye wasn’t going to get out of this one. He was too weak to use his voice again. He wasn’t going to survive this. He was going to die. //He was going to die.// With another smile at Faye’s sudden realization, she raised one of her dagger sharp spider legs high into the air to impale the human right through the heart. “Good-bye, Faye.” “NOOOOOOOO!!!!” A small figure darted out from the bushes and jumped onto the spider woman. “I won’t let you!” Faye’s eyes snapped open. “Moon?! What are you doing?! Get away!” He started to struggle with a sudden burst of energy. While struggling to get the Moon off of herself, one of Alice ’s legs cut the web that held Faye down. Faye jumped up from the ground. With a jolt of power, he grabbed the Moon and ran as fast as he could into the woods. Alice was close behind and quickly closing the distance between them. “You little brat!” Alice shrieked. “I thought I tied you up!” Soon enough, they were cornered. The high walls of stone blocks kept Faye and the Moon from running any further. Faye fell to the ground and shielded the Moon between the wall and his own body. Alice slashed his back twice, spilling Faye’s blood onto the dirt. “Close your ears!” The Moon looked at Faye with a pleading expression on his face. Faye was only a human, and he had reached his limit long before he met the spider woman. Humans could die so easily. Creatures like the Moon and the spider woman couldn’t. “DO IT!” screamed Faye as the spider woman slashed his back. Blood splattered across the stone walls. Once Faye saw that the Moon had his ears covered to protect himself a little, he opened his mouth. With tears running down his face, Faye forced out his last scream with the last of his breath. The Moon looked down at the ground with a depressed aura about him. His ears were being tended to once again by his mother’s finest doctors. Faye’s scream lasted only a few moments, but it was enough to knock Alice out. Once Faye stopped, he collapsed to the ground, unconscious and not breathing. “Mother, is Faye okay?” The Sun looked sadly down at her son. It was good that the doctors were able to fix his hearing again. For Faye, though, things didn’t turn out so well. “Come with me,” she said tenderly. She led the Moon into a room. On a golden bed surrounded with white *peonies, Faye was lying in the middle, breathing very, very slowly. “He’s okay!” The Moon rushed up to Faye’s bed and shook him a bit. “Faye, wake up! Wake up!” He waited a few moments before freezing. “Mother…why isn’t Faye waking up?” The Sun looked sadly at him. She shook her head. “He’s not going to wake up, dear.” She said gravely. The Moon looked at her with such desperate eyes. The Sun walked up to the bed and looked down at the man who risked everything, gave everything, to save her son. She held her son close as he sobbed into her dress. “He’s going to get the nap he always wanted.” She said softly. It took a few moments to realize that she was crying, too. *Peonies mean honor and riches in the flower language

Stacie and Sheldon were hungry – so hungry that they could eat five thousand Big Macs and not get a heart attack. So then they headed down to their neighborhood McDonalds. On the way there, they saw a fat man rolling along in slow motion.

“Are you okay, Mister?” Stacie and Sheldon asked politely. The man looked like he was sweating beef juice and panting heavily.

“Yeah,” he answered, gasping for air. “I’m just on my way to McDonalds.” The twins looked at each other.

“Oh, we are too. Let’s all go together!” But the fat man was rolling too slowly and they eventually passed him.

As they continued along the way, they were narrowly missed by a speeding UUG truck which slammed into a Burger King. Before they could even react, thousands of UGGs spilled out of the back of the truck and girls came flying from everywhere, including the sky and the sewers.

“Holy !” Stacie and Sheldon ran to get away from the near hysterical and psychotic girls and ended up accidently bumping into one of them.

“Hey! Watch where you’re going!!” The girl screeched at them. “GRAWR!” She started to shoot fireballs at them from her perfectly glossed lips. Her right hand was clenching the neck of her choking Chihuahua who was struggling for some air. They fled in terror, desperate to get away from the fire-breathing, puppy choking girl.

As they slowed to a stop and catch their breath, they realized that they ran into a dark alley and saw two men struggling up ahead. One of the men, a very drunk-looking cop, was slurring curses at the hobo who was arresting him. They ran away before the hobo could say anything to them.

Finally, they made it to McDonalds, where the fat man was waiting for them at the entrance, and went inside to share 5,666 Big Macs with Diet Pepsis.