Tokio-Hotel-Luvers

     "Ben!" Tom placed his hands on the narrow wound in an attempt to stop the bleeding, "No!" he knew there was no hope of saving the only person he had left, but he was still going to try, "Don't die on me, you old fart!"     Ben's eyes glazed over as he stared up at Tom. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He was already dead, but he wasn't willing to give in. The last thing that went through the man's head was that the boy before him didn't deserve what had happened to him.     Tom narrowed his gaze on Ben as the man let out his last shallow breath. Tom didn't know what to do. His mind just shut down as he pulle

He was power. He was beauty. He was grace. The entire world was his playground and every single creature, man, demon, and beast, bowed before him. His dark eyes were always there watching everything. He knew everything around him, but yet it wasn't enough to thwart the humans' plans.     Standing on the dais above his favored land, staring down at the humans that were kept by the demons, he could see that the creatures were weak, but they were in his image. They looked like him while the stronger beings were horrid. It was too much for him to take. He wanted the horrid beasts wiped out. He wanted a beautiful world, one as beautiful as he him

     It was strange for the seventeen year old boy as he was inducted into the hall of slayers. He knew all about the things that went bump in the night, but he had never been allowed to actually seek one out until this day. September first, his seventeenth birthday. Just days after his entire family had been slaughtered by the very things they sought to slay.     The boy sighed, his dark gaze sullen as he thought about the reason he was being inducted at such a young age. Usually, a person had to wait until their twenty-first birthday and had to be put through days of rigorous tests before they couldn’t enter these sacred halls, but t

A Tokio Hotel One Shot I was given a week with the Kaulitz twins. Both Bill and Tom had spent the entire week in my house with my brothers instead of staying at a hotel for some reason. They never explained their reasoning and I never asked. Everyone around knew that they had the money to stay at any hotel they wanted, but they stayed at my house. My week was ending, though. The twins were saying their good-byes to everyone they had met. It was strange being around such people. They had fame, fortune, and family. They had everything and they were still human. They were a breath of fresh air. There were still some people that didn't let all