Clay Fnaf の小説・ストーリー

Clara felt her hair drop down and yawned. “I did well,” she said sleepily. “I should celebrate, but I want to sleep.” She took out her phone with tired hands and watched the video she had filmed. She had captured the unfolding scene perfectly. She would edit it in the morning and post it on her social media accounts. Of course, she was going to tag the three bullies to make sure it was clear who had fallen into the fountain. Caiden got up and retrieved a pack of makeup remover wipes for her. Clara accepted the pack and wiped all her makeup off. The demon took the used wipes and put them in the trash for her.

Clay could have planned this beforehand. “Oh, Clay, what have we done?”

No one can do that except Killian Kelly from Quarry Pack and the ferals from the Last Pack, though. The Claws found out, and they’ve been after Clay to apprentice with them. He should. It’s a once-in-a-lifetime offer, a huge step up in rank. He’d be stupid not to do it. Three meals a day instead of two, and eventually, a room of his own in the Claws’ bunkhouse.

“You’re brilliant, Clay!” “Um, I know. But what did I say that was so brilliant? I mean, I don’t know how to do any of that shit. So I don’t know how you’ll pull it off.” Clay shrugged. “You don’t, but Makayla does.” I grinned. I could see the realization dawning on him. Our cousin Makayla not only hates our mother but is a cyber security architect for the government. “Great, but Makayla is in DC for the next few days. She’s not back in the city till Monday. What will you do till then?” Clay just had to point out a flaw in my perfect plan.

A stream of fire left his hand to the bowl, the liquids boiling on contact. "φτιάξε μου ένα κλειδί για να αναιρέσω τα δεσμά. φτιάξε μου ένα κλειδί για να λύσω τις κλειδαριές σου..." Clay brimmed hot absorbing constant hellfire. The contents a black residue of what once was blood. Grey's brow furrowed as the bowl drew more beyond his control. The image of Lana at the beach kept him going. The hunger for revenge growing as strength ebbed its way out of him. A line of blood ran down the side of his nose from his left eye but he kept on pushing...

No fucking way, Clayton found out? "Fuck!"

“I’ll come back, you just have to believe me.” “I’ve learned one thing in life Denae, never believe what you’ve heard and not seen. I have to see for myself…I have to watch you return…which is why I’m coming.” “W-What?!” Denae whisper-yelled. “Are you mad? Who is going to protect the kids when you’re gone?” “Clay is a beta…he’s the past beta’s son I heard…he can protect them. You’ll need someone to protect you too. I know no matter what I say, you’ll still find a way to go…might as well I tag along.”

He’s smiling. “Where is the anomaly?” he calls out. “Give us the child and the rest live.” Anomaly. He means Clay. I step out from the Thorns. Alone. “Here,” I say. Alistair’s smile widens. “Smart girl. Bring it—” “Clay isn’t here,” I say. “But I am.” His smile drops. “Then you’re useless.” He raises his hand. Signal to fire. I raise mine. And Clay, two miles away at the First Tree, opens her eyes.

Clayton looked at her and said, “Your Yin Golden Body is somewhere here. However, it’s not complete. If you ask, that dumbass would help you retrieve it.” Dark Thea raised her head in shock. She never expected the Yin Golden Body she had been searching for to be in the miniature version of the Ying World. After being stunned momentarily, she asked, “Where’s the rest of it?” “You’ll have to ask Yehria.” Clayton shook his wine gourd and shouted, “It’s empty again?!!” Clayton threw his wine gourd into the void, and a blue wave instantly rippled down and filled it up again.

Lucas nodded, saying, "Well, I am also a Gene Fighters." "Hello, my name is Clay Clarke. Everyone here calls me Clay." Lucas was not interested in the name of this Gene Fighters in front of him. "You aren't a powerful Gene Fighters, are you?" Clay looked at Lucas. ... Lucas asked back, "Is it important?" "Haha, of course it's important. If you are a powerful Gene Fighters, I can take you to see the master now." ... Lucas said lightly, "Then take me to see your master."