I've been trying to write this as a challenge from my friend, but I think I might just keep writing! Thanx to all the people that read the first, and here is the second....
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CORBIN
     I stood, off-campus, reason unknown to me.

Saffire's form came from the foliage around me, and

she stood, staring at me.

     "Saffire.... Why the heck are we here?"

     "Well, Gustave....."

     "We're here because of that freak!? Why the

heck!?"

     I stood, not knowing what I would do, butn

knowing that I was gonna do someting to inflict

bodily harm to her.

     "Come on, Corbin! Gustave said that a girl

named Keiko is in trouble, and if you could save

her life, would you!?"

     Silence was my answer.

SAFFIRE

     Corbin stood before me, his selfishness

infuriating me. I walked slowlyu over to him, and,

with all the hate I could muster, slapped.

Apparently, he expected me to tell him he was

right, but not so. He looked back at me, seemingly

daring me to hit him again. So, guess what I did? I

pucnched him, hard. In the stomach, of course. He

knelt, holding his stomach.

     "Nice punch..." He remarked grimly, bringing a

twisted pleasure to my face.

     "Would you like another?"

     The sound seemingly slapped him again, and he

flinched. But I could not find it in myself to hit

him again. Frustrated at what I thought was

weakness, I turned, trying to find Gustave in the

foliage.

     "Come on, Corbin."

     "After that punch, I wouldn't argue."
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This is only the first half, but I have to get off the internet now. The rest will be psoted tommorow. I hope everyone likes this part!

I learned how to write from a friend of mine. Sometimes I think the student has surpassed the teacher :darklol:

I can finish it now! (not much left, though)
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GUSTAVE
     I walked into a clearing, stopping for

a second, and then glancing around, open-

mouthed. A man with a gun that was seemingly

not of this world. He had this weapon aimed

at a small-framed girl, seemingly unable to

protect herself. I jumped inbetween the man

and the girl, causing him to pause. I helped

the girl up, brushing her off and moving

slightly out of the apparent range of the

gun.

     "Are you.... Keiko?"

     She just looked at me, seemingly able

to understand, but willing herself to ignore

me.

     "You must be... Corbin? Or Gustave?"

     "Gustave... But how do you know of me?"

     "I had a dream... and Corbin saved my

life..."

     A sound was emmitted from the man, and

I turned just in time to see the man aiming

his gun, and firing.

CORBIN
      
     I walked into the clearing just in time

to see the man firing his gun. I pushed

Gustave out of the way before noticing he

was holding onto a smaller girl, and I

stepped back so I wouldn't hurt anyone. The

girl stood, slightly flattened, but not

otherwise hurt.

     "I guess your Corbin, huh?"
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This has to be the best bit off work I have written.

Sometimes I think that this life is just a well-written poem, and the suffering that changes us is God editing his masterpiece.