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second What was that again? Oh yes! Were perhaps the good old times, were as train drivers and postmen officials? This constant Tug of war - if the course is no longer frozen, then the GDL due to drowsy in bed and nothing is going - that one can go pretty on the cookie.

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Jessica - a fatality / / / Part 14

I wanted to write the scene that ends this episode even more. But Sunday was because it is packed full with other activities - so we remain at the end sit where we sit just.

As usual, here the link orgy in advance: [ Part 1 ] / / / [ Part 2 ] / / / [ Part 3 ] / / / [ Part 4 ] / / / [ Part 5 ] / / / [ Part 6 ] / / / [ Part 7 ] / / / [ Part 8 ] / / / [ Part 9 ] / / / [Part 10 ] / / / [Part 11 ] / / / [Part 12 ] / / / [Part 13 ]

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The voice was so unearthly as the darkness from which it came. "You have to give her life."

John was not joking after feel to the atmosphere was oppressive, too great a concern for Jessica. Otherwise he would have something like "if I must, then I go to the bathroom," replied. But such awards were in another world, in another life. In another time perhaps. Instead, he asked: "Who's there"

I'm Nitzrek. You have to save them. "

" But I do not know how. "

" How could you bring them into this situation, Did you know And now you're at the end of your abilities? Tried "

John to recognize the shape, spoke to him. It was too dark to see more than a something, a being, a large, deep black shadow, blacker than the darkness. No face no contours.

I'm Nitzrek "

He replied." I know. And you do not want to lose Jessica. You can help her, I did not want to "John

see this being in the eye, Jessica him in her arms -. Lay - if Nitzrek had arms. He took Jessica in his arms, took a step toward the shadowy figure. Perhaps it was even darker than the figure would go from a negative light. In John normal world the light always drove the darkness, here they put out any glimmer of contrast. Another step in the same direction, John, saw nothing, could make no more contours stood aimlessly in a black void. The voice he heard might arise in his head or penetrate his ears, it was unreal and far away yet so near, when the little spoke directly into his ear.

"No man sees my face and lives," said Nitzrek.

John felt Jessica trembled in his arms as if she had hit an electric shock. Same time, touched him gently on the forehead, cold, icy cold and wet it felt. All strength left his muscles, his knees buckled and he fell, Jessica in his arms on the grass. Before silence lay over him, he could hear how incredibly far away from the call. "I need her," the voice seemed to shout, "where it is" - but its meaning left him even before he knew whether he had actually heard something.

When John came to, was the clearing in the evening sunshine, twittering in the branches of a few birds. The air was still warm. Jessica lay half on his body, her head resting on his chest. Her skin was cool, too cool to ambient temperature. He took her face gently in both hands and said in a broken voice, "Jessica. Wake up. It's over. "

you did not respond.

From a distance, said John, to hear an engine, a motorcycle, it might be. The noise sounded far away.

"Jessica, please wake up."

John Embedded Jessikas head carefully on her good arm and stood up. I must get help. I need someone to help her. Helps me. But who?

lay beside his car with the corpse of the gaping wound in the neck, the second attacker was no longer visible. Whether the man was dead, could not tell John, he had only had eyes for Jesse in the moments before the darkness had fallen from the sky. How long ago? He had taken off his watch before he went into the water. John went to the blankets over and looked at the clock face. Three hours had passed, that they had arrived. He forgot that he wanted to get his phone to dial the emergency number, his thinking was blocked. He stared into the distance, then he took one of the ceiling, fell to Jessika and spread the fabric over her body. He knelt down beside her and tried to see if she was still breathing. The lips were half open, whether the lungs were still weak or still worked, he could not find. John pressed his mouth on her, holding their nose and blew his breath into it. His fingers searched for the pulse on her chin. Weak, very weak, he said, to feel him, only briefly and very slow. Again he blew air into her lungs.

The engine noise became increasingly louder. John thought of the leather clothing of the two attackers and looked around for the knife he had dropped. It was three steps away in the grass.

comes some help? Not at all! I've notified anyone. The big man comes back with reinforcements to avenge his dead friend. I need someone ... I ... I need someone of their kind Alesia.

John got up and took the dagger. The motorcycle was approaching. He wondered if he should pick up somewhat, but he would have to move too far away from Jessica. I will defend you until the last breath, even if you die. At least, I owe you. John stared at the forest edge.

seconds later a heavy machine broke through the undergrowth. The driver wore a helmet with dark visor, behind him a slight figure sat on the seat for a moment John thought to have the giant predators to go, but then he saw that the motorcycle driver was not so gigantic. He drove his vehicle across the clearing and came to a stop next to Jessica and John. The engine stopped. The smaller figure jumped from the motorcycle and took off his helmet before the man could heave the vehicle on the stand.

»Jessika! I'm here! I have come, "

Luca threw his helmet aside and bent over the lifeless body. "Oh please, do not let it be too late," he cried as he pulled the blanket aside and threw behind him.

John was speechless. Why ... why ... decreased

When the driver of the machine the helmet, he recognized Giacomo. This nodded briefly and then asked his son: "What do you need"

Luca took off his leather jacket and threw it to the ceiling behind him. "My blood. Quick. "

Giacomo reached into his jacket pocket and took a razor to light. He opened it and pulled the blade without hesitation over the outstretched right arm of his son. The bright blood flowed fast and plentiful.

Luca pressed the wound Jessikas upper arm, right in the gaping cut in their skin. Giacomo looked at John and said: "First-aid kit. From the car. Buy it. "

From Jessikas mouth came a groan, her eyelids fluttered. John leaned down to her.

»Subito! Immediately, "shouted Giacomo at him.

John woke from his trance and ran. The first aid box was under the driver's seat. He pulled it out and ran back. Giacomo stretched out his hand and took the box itself.

Luca had become pale, Jessica opened her eyes. "It is ..." she whispered.

"Do not talk," said the boy. He raised his bleeding arm, the shirt ripped from his body and lay on Jessikas body, the free left arm around her and pressed again wound on wound. Jessica shivered a moment, then put her uninjured arm to Luca and he hugged her. A few minutes later she said: "It is enough. Thanks, Luca. "

" You sure? For sure? "

Yes. Stop it. Let you connect. "Giacomo

his son helped getting up and immediately pressed a compress on the cut. John took a bandage and wrapped it firmly around the forearm of the boy. Then again, he had eyes for Jesse. She smiled. She got back color in his face. She had sat up and pointed to the first aid kit, which lay in the grass. "A compress, please. Just for a few minutes. "

" Luca was the one who has heard your cry, "said Giacomo. The four sat

When on the terrace of a restaurant meal. Jessica was wearing the red dress again from Alesia and John stared every few minutes on her arm, which showed no trace of the near-fatal injury more. Only if you knew where the place was, you could still see a slight swelling - or an illusion of such. Luca had a black T-shirt on, there was no trace of the cut with a razor blade to see on his forearm.

"I think that was all imagination. We have not been attacked, Jessica was not hurt. We happen here, "taken in this restaurant with Giacomo and Luca muttered John.

Luca replied: "And the moon is round"

Giacomo admonished him: "First swallow what you have in your mouth, then talk. No one wants to admire the half-chewed pasta on your tongue, monello. "

Jessica put her arm around the boy, he hugged him and gave him a kiss on the forehead. "May today you everything," she said. Luca was red, but was still a kiss on the cheek like.

Giacomo shook his head resignedly. "Ah, bella! How can one teach his children decency, if one is constantly challenged? "

John picked up his beer glass and took a swig. The bitter taste of the cool glass - wonderfully real and no doubt genuine, in contrast to the confused Memories of the afternoon at the Lake of Montepulciano. Deep cuts in the period of disappearing minutes - cure - disintegrate, whatever, and anyway, to press a remarkable life-saving method, the bleeding injury to the rescuer to the victim and are involved in a lot of skin contact as possible with the extended body Send ...

"I told you," interrupted Jessika his musings, "that we heal quickly,"

John frowned and said. "I have read in my research about your kind, but Sun fast? And besides, you'd almost died, right? Where was ? For the rapid healing, as it was needed "

Luca recent pasta spoon shoved in his mouth and said," it was not fast. Mom has described to us the place where we can find you, but we can not fly. Papa is gone after all, like a racing driver. "

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Well. And now?

Giacomo and Luca ...

... break on its own, back home.

... or together with John and Jessica remain.

evaluation

sequel? Follows. When? Coming soon.

...

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... an hour will find time to write, it continues tomorrow with Jessika.

The sequel is mostly written, only the last scene has yet to culminate in a question to the reader.

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Jessika - a fatality / / / Part 13

Today is the continuation shorter than usual - but it will not last too long with the next episode. There will be no decision on the progress of readers, as I have in my head and written down in part. I had this part can design more naturally through the text below, I could not resist the estimated audience for a few days to suspend a so-called cliffhanger. A bit of torture must be so now and then. Yah! The

but before: The previous parts: [Part 1 ] / / / [ Part 2] / / / [Part 3 ] / / / [ Part 4 ] / / / [ Part 5 ] / / / [ Part 6 ] / / / [ Part 7 ] / / / [ Part 8 ] / / / [ Part 9 ] / / / [Part 10 ] / / / [Part 11 ] / / / ------ [ Part 12 ]

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Finally, it seemed to last an eternity waned, the forces of the man. He stumbled and fell on her knees, dropped the knife and grabbed it with both hands Jessikas arm to loosen the stranglehold. His fingernails dug into her flesh. They did not let up, even when he is not longer able to stay on his knees and fell over, held her mercilessly.

John stood just two feet, the bloody dagger in his right hand in her left a towel. He could not say whether Jessikas arm was smeared with their own blood or that of the robber, but if necessary he wanted to tie off the wound.

»Sun The thee well enough, "Jessica said at last, and let go. She stood, swaying on something, and looked at John. "Let's drop the dagger."

He did. He needed no weapon. He wanted to take Jesse's arms, for the first time, to comfort her if she needed comfort, they soothe, if she was upset. As a father with his daughter, who just Harm has been through. He took a deep breath and asked, "Are you hurt," Jessica nodded

?. "He caught me with the blade. But that's OK. We heal quickly, unlike her normal people. "

John went two steps towards her. The engraving had been drilled deep into the upper arm, continuously flowed the blood. John carefully pressed the towel to the wound. He tried to remember the forgotten lessons in first aid, as it had gone well with a pressure bandage. A node had to be done and with a stick then somehow stretch the fabric. It never occurred to him, should go like this. He was also not one that he in the car a properly had equipped first aid kit. The towel was colored red quickly, the bleeding continued unabated.

"Does it hurt much?"

"Yes." Her voice was unusually weak.

"You have to" to a doctor. "

No."

"Jessica, please. Do not be unreasonable. . This is a stab and you're bleeding incessantly '

She reached with her right hand for the towel, pressed it to the injury, groaned, pressed even stronger, bit his lips and then asked: "Take me in your arms. "If there had been

audience, the term would have been the first couple, giving them the sight of the two come to mind would be. Two naked people, close embrace, the woman recovered in the arms of the man. Only the blood with which they were now both smeared disturbed, the romantic image.

Apart from a handshake in Parma, this was her first physical contact between the two. John felt her trembling, she held, stroked her back. She breathed deeply, seemed to be weaker tottered on shaky legs. The blood-soaked towel fell to the ground, her arms hung down powerless. He held her when she threatened to slip away from him. John wondered if he shall lie down across the ceiling, and should get help. The phone was in the glove compartment. When he concluded had come, that he had no choice, there came a sound from her throat can, which sounded hardly human, like a sound born from the desperation of a tormented creature that their abusers do not escape. Suddenly it was

, even though the sun was still a long, dark. A deep shadow fell across the clearing, enveloped the two. When the fire of the sun was suddenly extinguished. Darkness and cold, from one moment the next. An ancient darkness that did not belong here. And in the darkness was someone. Something.

Jessica hung like dead in his arms, John held her, otherwise she would have landed on Earth. Breathed it for? He hugged her, tried to to protect them from the darkness. Or rather for what was hidden in the dark. Her skin was warm, she was still warm. It was useless to call for help, it was useless to try to run away. This eclipse was not of this world, probably not in this world. They were caught in the darkness.

John stared into space. Something like a surreal gray shimmer was left, without origin, and only vague schemes were the trees around the clearing to identify, though her eyes quickly got used to the lack of sun. He saw nothing, but he felt that approached what lived in the shadow of death.

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announced it is now not about the progress of history. But this question is not unimportant, perhaps, from voting depends on the end of the story.

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evaluation

sequel very soon here.

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I am not called to be for or against Mr. Guttenberg. As for my opinion in matters of Guttenberg, was here says it all .

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How helpful in the cooperation are but excuses, we often think. "I slept through - so I'm late at the office," Who would like to say, but when on the highway so frequently developed a traffic jam.? "Sorry, I forgot to pay your bill. "How much more convenient it seems to be to assert that the letter must have gone astray in the mail must

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I was! I copied and pasted and submitted the result as my PhD. "Such a sentence would have to caught in the act probably more respect introduced as weeks of excuses and evasions and attempts to distract from the fraud. Even this admission would have had at least respect for the sincerity of the effect: "I did it! I have let me write the thesis and then does not check for plagiarism, because I'm the Ghost Writer familiar. "

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It may be difficult, but from personal experience I know that it is the better way to admit wrongdoing, instead of looking for excuses. Who admits that he made a mistake, can rather expect that to him gives a second chance as anyone to whom one must prove his misconduct while he still denies it and assign the blame on his own try.

I was! Seven weeks with no excuses. "Perhaps it is one or the other, who gets involved in this experiment, the Protestant church on the taste and move on after the seven weeks? You have to be neither Protestant nor must you until the official start of the Fast Action on 13 March wait. So you can already start as a Muslim, a Christian, as an atheist ...

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What have I got a 1983 the second edition have been published as books new! I found questionable given the hint " Carefully revised . I promptly wrote a letter to the editor (the time they made by hand on paper, stamped envelope) things known, and my hope That the novels are not neutered with censorship club. And actually got a reply in which I was assured that the were not the case - HA! No way!
They had so slam the jitters, the protection of young people with her bigoted / unworldly flowers morality, that whole sections were deleted from the text. Virtually all that bloody, gruesome or otherwise could be perceived as rude fell away - Hello! The Dämonenkiller was a horror series ! No horror stories for little girls but quite splattriger scary for guys.

And because it was at it, we have also censored the covers (so they are not replaced immediately by new ones). Here, for example, the human heads a) replaced by monster skull and b) simply painted over along with the hand. Obviously, one could in the 80s no longer have the show followed by disturbed in the 70s only ossified moralists. And it got even worse! Nowadays, one could not accommodate more times in the publishing houses, the censored cover, monsters are not only tolerated but Games bookstores .
Not true! The other day I was told, booksellers decide what's on the shelves and would nunmal mainly women, and do not garstgen monster. Well, I found the exaggerated'm in NEN bookstore and have looked at the cover - and really, there was nothing which would have raised me to take a book from the shelf, only a wasteland of decorative pictures and covers with beautiful people to one, with more or less veiled melancholy look, stare. As needs are yet no wonder, that reading is primarily a female competence now. What guy has bought a book with a languid, gay male model it? If anything, a brutal sweaty barbarian in the best abmetzelt Frazetta-style monsters - something would address low reading my instincts, because I know what is going on. The average guy puts ultimately and essentially a Neanderthal and no Waldörfler that should not be forgotten.
make this sense it is the right game producers who have significant male customers as they stay out of the book publishers. You can also scare off potential buyers ...

Ahhh ... OK, "carefully revised" ... When I read something I get a Crisis, it does nothing but somebody changed the text at will. You can swallow it if grudgingly, as korregiert in Perry Rhodan silver volumes logical errors and unnecessary parts (ie filler) will be removed - while the second also matters of opinion. Mmn is annoying (who is always determined what) where it is processed on the PC, the hero must stop smoking, ethnicity, etc. Something like falling off is often made in new editions of older books and novels, adapted the politically correct spirit of the times. But unfortunately, nothing new, almost all of the classic books by Youth Robinson Crusoe to Moby Dick have been revised out of recognition for children. Or would anyone here know that Robinson slave traders and was Moby Dick originally an incredibly tough, is more philosophical work?
And so right next to it is when novels are " modernized" . Since the players have suddenly phones instead of phones, computers instead of index cards, etc. .. Sounds first not so tragic, but still thought it is found that then almost nothing can remain as in the original, in the last 30 years the world has changed strikingly. And apart from the stories of his time worked would today did not write any more. Just compare the times Edgar Wallace - with the Bourne - or Stieg Larsson movies. This is not easy! Better you can be the texts as they are anachronistic and old fashioned, then they at least still nostalgic charm - it brings a T Ford not even on the most modern technical standards that would be a contradiction in terms!

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Jessika - a fatality / / / Part 12

That, dear regular readers, we can already recite in unison, the obligatory reference to the previous parts: [ Part 1 ] / / / [ part 2 ] / / / [Part 3 ] / / / [ Part 4 ] / / / [ Part 5 ] / / / [ part 6 ] / / / [ Part 7 ] / / / [ Part 8 ] / / / [ Part 9 ] / / / [ Part 10 ] / / / [Part 11 ]

And now? It starts with the sequel.

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"Shall I get your stuff out of the car," John said kindly. "Or rather you pull on that red dress of Alesia? It is certainly better than you so overall as before on the Tractor. "

Jessica stared at him darkly. For the moment she was speechless. may "Suspend to call it not perhaps know

Alesia wanted:" He who ... where ... this is the guy who decided to stay up, "John looked with a smile

Unmoved, the two naked women and instead replied Jessica. I preferred it to disappear from the Taverna dell'Etrusco in Orvieto Terni, before being shot in the men's room, two young men peeing from a lady. Given the fact that I too only have a single, yet to possess genuine passport and that I did not feel like here in Italy are unnecessarily detained, that was certainly an understandable decision. "

" You had me at the station or on the way there can pick up, "snapped Jess.

"Then you had not met Luca. And Alesia. "

" What did you do it again? Where ... Who are you really, John? "

" I would like but "also like to know," said Alesia and reached for her clothes. "If I put on myself," she added.

Jessica wondered briefly whether it would be possible to divert this sinister man with two naked women's bodies so much that they could overwhelm him. She had enough of it, that he constantly had the lead, she was delivered to him at each meeting. But then she decided to wait for another occasion. I'll get you yet, you sly Meier had, at some point I thee in my power. And then ...

While she was dressing she also said to Alesia, "You do not know him then? I just know that he has also struck up already, do whatever he really likes. . I have no idea, "John

said:" I've already told you what I want. . I want to know you better, Jessika "

Her voice was still toxic," It now is based on reciprocity "

" Great.. We have a long trip before us. We should leave soon. "

" Who says that I ride with you? I get along very well alone. "

John got up and walked to the window. The driveway was empty in the bright midday sun, a cat lounged in the shade of apple trees. Far and wide no one was visible, but Giacomo was able to come back at any moment, and the children had to arrive soon. Giacomo would never tell his wife to the authorities, but when he saw his family threatened by a stranger ...

"We must hurry, Jessica," he said. "The phantom image is in the morning paper. The family, whose child you saved on the train, will have recognized you. The man, who has studied so long as your passport, will remember the name and place of residence, which had to be read there. I know that the pass is not real, but the Italian police is not stupid. People will find out pretty quickly that there is no Ulrike Peschel in Hamburg there, and if they do, that she is not traveling in Italy by men to kill and to save little girls. You leave your fingerprints on the Beretta. And who knows if one has not the dead man in Parma suspicious if it really was a natural death during sex - especially as the lady in question, with which Signor di Stefano is happy, has disappeared without a trace. You have indeed have certain skills, not the normal people, but you're not a ghost that can be dissolved easily. "

He turned back and looked at Jessica with favor. The dress was awarded her, her skin looked - perhaps because they felt the gravity of their situation - a bit paler. Alesia was wearing jeans and a white T-shirt, her black hair curled loosely on her shoulders. Two beautiful women, a dark secret in common. A relentless mission. In the service of Nitzrek there was no mercy or pity when a new contract was fulfilled.

"I do not know him," said Alesia finally, "but I think he's right. If he wanted to hurt you, he would have brought the police. Maybe he can really help you. "

Jessika John stared a few seconds of checking, he did not leave her eyes. your eyes, she thought, your eyes ... you remind me of Bernd. Who are you anyway? How did you find me, why did you find me? Finally, they breathed deeply and said, "Good. We're leaving. Where to go? "

" Above all, you have to disappear from the country. We will see where that takes us to the path. We are heading towards Innsbruck, let's see how far we get today, there are about six or seven hours to the border. Maybe stay We in Austria, perhaps again in Italy. "

Twenty minutes later they were away. Jessica was on guard, waiting for an opportunity to bring John into their power, but she was in no hurry and would not act rashly, they had planned. Meanwhile, she was even grateful to her from someone who wanted to help as they had to honestly admit, precarious position. The fact that their peers were not immortal, they did since they made their first order and Evi Mueller, the murderous caretaker out of the way was cleared. Why

Nitzrek the Artgenossin Jessikas then eliminated, she had quite understood soon: Evi Müller killed People not only on behalf of Nitzrek, but from personal motives, and that was not even allowed. It was not about the killing itself, but the fact that the time is up a person and that person was not a natural death summoned. Then someone had to ensure that it takes the eternal balance of life and death remained. Someone like herself, Alesia, and in the future may Luca - Jessica was pretty sure that the boy carried the legacy in itself.

The road led them back to Orvieto Terni, in which Jessica triggered a queasy feeling. It was less than 24 hours ago that they had shot two men here. Could she be sure that not coincidentally someone saw her face and the police were notified that the searched sat in a black Dodge Nitro? She put back the back of her seat, hoping that she was now barely visible from the outside.

"How do you really knew," she asked, "that I would go in the men's and fulfill a double mission? I did not even before I was standing at the door. "

" So you've decided the short term? "Retorted John.

"How did you know that wanted to know me."

"I just knew it."

"Where?"

"How did I know that you drive tractor in overalls? You to check out before the Breakfast at the Century Albergo Parma still have indulged in an orgasm? Which door did you want to leave the train? Bernd That you've loved ... how do I know all this? "

's right. Where from? "

" You will, I hope to find themselves gradually. I know some things about you, but much is a mystery to me. Therefore, we are here, so now we go to Austria. You can sit up straight again by the way, we have Orvieto Terni behind us. "

Jessika advised the chair again and looked around. They were already almost at the E35, which had been lovingly dubbed by Italians Autostrada del Sole . John smiled her kindly, and said, "You should maybe change your appearance slightly, a few years age, for example, your bandwidth is sufficient so to about 40, is not it"

"What you do not know really? You're not one of us, right? "

" No, I am a normal person, where people are normal. What I know about you, on your way, have I culled mainly from books and some research on the Internet, where one in this regard so check very carefully the sources must, on the Internet you can find any kind of nonsense as the alleged facts and figures. "

Jessica nodded, she also had the biggest nuisance on Their peers are found, all kinds of spinners, sectarians and fanatics did in forums and on other platforms, their fantasies for the best. Some novel came closer to the truth than what was presented as research.

John continued.? "Robust findings in the scientific sense are not present naturally, but I'm assuming that in many legends and traditions of some truth,"

"For example"

It started with the fact that mankind mingled with a different type. In the Bible we can read: And it happened when people began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born, saw the children God the daughters of men that they were good, and they took all of them to women, which they chose. In those days were the giants in the earth, and afterwards, when the sons of absence of God to the daughters of men, and they bare children. "

" Yes, yes, "contrary to Jessica," but then the flood came, and this race was extinguished. I've also read that. "

" I told you that in such legends some truth, but of course they have no scientific documentation. After all, is also later in the Bible of the giants, as they are called the speech. "

Jessica smiled for the first time since they had met John that day, when she said: "I think it's quite funny that there is talk of giants. So we no one comes to the track, because we are not so much bigger than people. Not physically bigger, I mean. "

" I think Nephilim also suitable as a concept for your article "

All right. All cultures and peoples have their legends about us, sometimes we are the good times the bad guys. But none of you people are ever comes to the track. If so, then ending with death. I hope this is clear to you John "

He did not answer but said,". Do you think you because for good or for evil "?

they were now far down the highway. Jessica tried to sense whether Nitzrek about the man next to her at the wheel for an order she had. The answer was no, although it seemed to the outrageous. No one could and could get to know the mystery of a being of its kind and will live on. Maybe they did not need a special order, perhaps the knowledge was enough to this iron law? You need not make any special order and not to drive faster than 120, if that was clear on the signs on the roadside.

"Good or bad?" Repeated John.

"Is a twelve-year-old boy masturbating first Ejects seeds, good or bad, or if Nitzrek then it appears in his room? Is a twelve year old girl who has finally figured out how this works with orgasm and it is visited by Nitzrek, good or bad? Are you yourself, who drives a murderer wanted by the police walk into his car, good or bad? "

" Do we want to philosophize? "

" No. I would like to go swimming. There are still somewhere in the vicinity of the highway designed for a nice lake? "

John nodded, as he had expected the question. . 'The Lago di Montepulciano is not far "He looked at the clock and said," against 16 Clock, we could be there. Then that is nothing more with the departure today. Unless ... "

Jessica picked up the thought:" Unless we are to rest from the lake and then drive through the night All right, "

"

Shortly before 16:00 clock kept the black SUV.. at the small bus station in Mugnanesi. John had asked his navigation system to the nearest ATM and was directed here. Jessica got out and went to the machine on which was written in large letters ATMs. With one of the credit cards she raised from 2000 €, about 1,500 of them they would need in order to grab a weapon. Along the way they had with their mobile phone by E-mail sought in an appropriate place where they could get on the way to Austria to replace the abandoned Beretta. The text of the email was indeed "need a battery for iPhone 4", but the recipient knew that to interpret them correctly. The answer came a few minutes later: "From 20 clock Ristorante Mengrello in Valdichiana, Fiona della Chiana. Ask for Pedro. "

Jessika rose again and they drove a few hundred yards along the lake, until they found a small bay that was not visible from the street, as they surrounded by trees and a good bit away.

"Now you see what a Dodge Nitro is good," smiled John, after he had driven the vehicle through the terrain. He parked at the edge of the clearing and took two large blankets in the trunk.

He chose a spot in partial shade, spreading from the ceiling, then went back to the car. Jessica had already been stripped of her clothes and was on his way into the water when he came back with a cool bag. He undressed and followed her. The lake was pretty cool, but if you swam vigorously, it soon became unbearable.

Jessica was much faster in water than John. They soon had a nasty edge to him and disappeared around a bend in its field. John had no ambitions to overtake them, he was sure that they would not be lost.

He has a couple of minutes was back on the blanket, as he steps back from the edge of the forest heard. John looked around. Two powerfully built men stood before him, with long knives in their hands. One was a giant, he might be almost two feet tall.

"Keyword," he ordered, pointing to the car.

»Portadocumenti," demanded the other, who was not as huge as his buddy, but had significantly more muscle than John and raised his fist with the dagger.

John grabbed the jeans, which was near the ceiling and murmured, "Momento ..."

He fished the car keys from his pocket and held it.

»Portadocumenti! Moneta, "

fetched from the back pocket of John his wallet and handed it. The two turned and walked to the car. The naked man on the ceiling seemed to be not dangerous.

When the larger of the two men opened the driver's door, everything happened so quickly that John later could not sort exactly what had happened in what order.

Jessica jumped from the bushes on the smaller of the men snatched him with the knife and cut his throat before he could see even a trace of defensive movement. Jessica had to have the same kind of her left arm around the neck of another man's wound, because while one fell to the ground, the other had been attempting to break the stranglehold. John jumped up to Jess to come to the rescue, but she cried: "Stay away"

It hung on the back of the giant who tried to meet them with his knife, while his relentless cutting it off the air!. Why had the dagger drop, did not John. She reached with the right hand in the hair of the man and pulled his head back. He gasped suggested now random order, but did not give up. It looked like a grotesque dance, a petite naked woman on the back of a man in leather clothes are worn in archaic dance moves across the clearing. Art directors something might come up for its theatrical stage.

John now went over to the corpse in order to get the knife that was in the pool of blood. If Jessica was not finished with their opponents, he would be ready to defend her and himself. It was unthinkable that Jessikas history should end here on this lake to such a profane manner. Sometimes, he knew, but in life the unthinkable happened. He picked up the weapon, the grip was warm and slippery from the blood of the dead.

When he turned around, the giant was staggering with Jesse on his back for over half the clearing to the water. She had wrapped her legs around his body, his right hand went still in his hair, the left arm around his throat was smeared with blood.

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Well, estimated readership follows the inevitable. The vote. The decision on the progress. A mouse click on one of the options.

seen from the fight?

Jessika win without help from John.

Jessica wins with help from John.

Jessica loses. From the mouse.

Oh dear goodness! What a question!

evaluation

And I make myself from the dust, and here I hope readers will is clearly visible. Ah yes, who do not vote, should not make fun of the result of ... after

PS: The lady in the photo I found at WikiCommons and a little alienated.

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commentary LPA: Coeo Store of the Year 2011 is

delighted with this award we most of us together for Berlin with, because we can be co-partner at Coeo:

Coeo - Home of good deeds was as a "Store of the Year award in 2011."

The Association of German Retailers (HDE) draws the store concept, launched in November 2010 as a "Store of the Year 2011." The profit company with its store presence in the Berlin Forum Steglitz raised the issue of corporate social responsibility to the business principle, and breaks new ground in daily interaction.

The first prize in the category "Out of Line" Coeo awarded with the "house of good deeds" in the Berlin Forum Steglitz. The jury was convinced by the enthusiasm, credibility and the meaningfulness of the store of good deeds, which in this form unique: is the case Coeo it far over the use beyond the enjoyment of a meaningful doing as a nonprofit society-serviced Coeo not for their own benefit, but uses its revenues for selected social projects worldwide as well as the enhancement of the business idea. Under one roof products come from four different sectors together in a central location: fair trade products and workshops for people with disabilities, a café and a generous selection of books.

The founder of "Play Max", Wilfried Franz, a member of the Advisory Council of clerics together Berlin, and the managing director Wolfgang Coeo Derday dan pearlman have in common with the Berlin agency brand and the concept for Coeo (Latin are coming together for themselves,) was developed.
"In Coeo not the cheapest purchase price is important but the question of who or what is being promoted. As a "house of good deeds" Coeo connects people with a strong sense of values, stability and sustainability and would like for this social movement to win friends and companions, "said Wilfried Franz" We are delighted to have received this prestigious prize. We see this as a confirmation of our approach, "so French
"Were so HDE chief executive Stefan Genth" direction for their industry -
All winners and nominees of the "Store of the Year" - which this year also Jette Concept Store, Wormland and the new Werder Bremen Fan shop belonged. (From the press release dated 02/23/2011 Coeo)

Source: Transforum blog / together for Berlin

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