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Scissorfighter.The_Book.tex

  1\chapauth{Scissorfighter}
  2\chapter{The Book}
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  5Trent Fencer was a bully{\ldots} He liked most to bully children. He
  6hated all children. Even little Timmy
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  8Ontario. What Trent didn't know was Timmy had found a book. A
  9horrid book. Timmy was angry one morning and decided to walk around
 10to clear some steam. He found the book poking out from under the
 11stairs of the house that he had moved into as his parents had
 12boughten it recently at an auction for houses that had to be put up
 13for sale due to the owner of the house having recently been
 14murdered in the house. It was a horrid house.
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 18The book had leathery bindings and a feint smell of some
 19body-emitted liquid that he couldn't quite recall. He thought briefly of
 20pus or urine but decided that wasn't quite it. He then remembered
 21that he was angry. He angrily threw open the cover and looked at
 22the writing. It was in Latin so entirely hieroglyphic, but he saw
 23pictures of instructions{\ldots} Instructions on how to raise the dead.
 24It didn't take long before he thought of Trent Fencer and felt
 25angry. He was angry with Trent because Trent loved all of his
 26friends and hated only him.
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 30Trent Fencer was walking outside some houses early one morning. He
 31had gotten a message from his girlfriend Trish. Or so he had
 32thought! It said:
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 36``Hi Trent. Meet me in the graveyard. I'm horny, can you please
 37ravage my hot body with sex?''
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 41Trent high-fived himself immediately after reading it and quickly
 42put his feet into a pattern of motion that would carry him to his
 43destination. He was happy to receive that letter. He had built up a
 44lot of power. Nuclear power, figuratively, where in this metaphor
 45his father was the nuclear power plant. His dad told him before he
 46left that his pants were too low and he should mow the lawn. With
 47every complaint or chore request, Trent got more and more charged.
 48His uranium was nearly at full capacity and he needed to pump out
 49some electricity to the general populous.
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 53He got there and turned his eye-muscles to gaze around at the
 54landscape. No Trish, only Timmy. Only Timmy and a book that sent
 55chills deep down into his spinal discs and lodged there. Horrid
 56book or no, he felt he could find another way to distribute power,
 57so to speak. His feet had already moved him up to in front of
 58Timmy's face and he barely noticed. His fist coiled back like a
 59cobra then launched forward like the challenger shuttle, exploding
 60on Timmy's cheek. Timmy's eyelids exploded open in a shocked
 61expression, while his neck exploded out in veins and his mouth
 62exploded in a red stream of blood.
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 66``What is this book? Why are you bleeding red?'' Trent asked. ``Wait a
 67minute, red is the color of satan{\ldots}'' His brain had started
 68figuring out the vicious plot that had fallen onto him. Timmy no
 69longer looked painfilled and merely stepped back, revealing a
 70circle that Trent was standing in. Timmy then chanted the
 71hieroglyphics carefully. It was suddenly a dark and stormy night.
 72Thunder ripped through the sky like an explosion. The ground
 73rumbled and out came a putrid hand. The hand grabbed Trent's leg.
 74The hand them moved up further to his thigh and then revealed it
 75was connected to a putrid head. The head came from the dirt, the
 76very embodiment of the word ``horrid.'' Its eyes were sharp and
 77glaring, its pores were wide open, its earlobes had bulging lumps,
 78and it was missing an eye.
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 82It had finally stood up from its grave. On its chest was a shiny
 83badge with the name ``Bavarius'' featured on it. It looked up at
 84Trent and Trent screamed. Trent stood there, paralized and
 85screaming. Timmy kept shouting orders from the ancient book. The
 86water then forced the book to slip from his hand. He bent down to
 87pick it up then picked it up and held it back up. He took one sniff
 88of the cover and suddenly knew what the smell was from before. He
 89dropped the book in horror.
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 93``{\bf Oh my God!}'' Timmy screamed. ``The smell{\ldots} it smells of
 94vomit.''  With this sudden revelation, he knew what was next. The
 95Bavarius thing turned around as he knew it would. It stepped up to
 96Timmy, its hands raised. As Timmy's dismembered head was flying through
 97the air, his last thought was that revenge is morally wrong and often
 98hurts the revenger more than the revengee, and it's best to take the
 99high road in all conflicts.
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