He looked at Cloud.
"You can. Kill him, and the clay doll will become obsolete." He answered.
He saw the twist.
"Too late."
Vandheer went silent. All the actions he wished to do was now just his imagination, raging futily against his fate..
"Stay there." He stayed. Blankness was still in his eyes.
He turned to Cloud.
"Death is his only escape now."
In case you haven't noticed, I've been trying to end this -_-. Remember the "I want to bring in a Deus Ex Machina?
edited 29th May '12 9:23:59 PM by gameknight102xx
...You know, small kids generally don't like it when you do that.
-Nods and closes his hand on it- I've been lots of places in the sky. I don't go to the sun very often, though, because it's too warm.
edited 29th May '12 9:33:07 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist

-Stares at Daisy in disgust-
-Slumps on the couch- Whatever. It's not like I can stop you. -Feels generally useless-
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist