Davitra

ATTENTION! Okay, first off I do NOT own Pandora Hearts. Now second: This is a test chapter, I repeat, a TEST chapter. I am trying to ‘evolve’ my writing style into something that is more serious and can be read as a serious fanfiction or story. This is my attempt at such a fanfiction for Pandora Hearts and is Break Centric. I am aware that he is OOC, but frankly I do not care. My main concern is the style of the writing. So, I figured I would post this first chapter on dA and get some feedback from everyone. Please let me know how it reads and if you see any form of grammatical error or if you think something needs to be edited. I

     “Typical.” Sly murmured as he made his way through the forest. “As soon as we land in an unusual place it’s picture time. I thought I bought Bentley his own camera for this very reason.” He sighed as he paused for a moment. Stretching, Sly looked around his current position. Still nothing but trees and brush everywhere. “But, I guess this is okay. As amazing as Bentley is in upgrading his wheelchair, I’m sure he wouldn’t be able to make it through this. At least, not without a chainsaw.”     Sly restarted his trek through the woods for a few more minutes, occasionally checking in wi

        It was a lovely day in Paris, and a certain raccoon was making the most of it. Sly Cooper was walking through the city streets in a small disguise in order to enjoy the sun. It had been almost four months since he had that crazy, amazing adventure through time with his friends Bentley and Murray, as well as the ever lovely Carmelita. It had taken him about a month to fully reconcile with her about lying about his amnesia, and another month of not pulling any heists to gain her full trust again (a couple of ‘honest’ dates helped as well). Although, if he was to be truthful, he thinks the only reason Carmelita started to for

 "That's rude, Duncan." The golden-eyed male said, crossing his arms and looking pointedly at the dark-haired friend of his, whom was sitting across from him. The other shrugged. "Not like I care." His black eyes revealing nothing. A sigh came from the one with golden eyes. "Someone could have heard you though." He said, trying to make a point. "Well, they didn't. If they did then it's their fault if they're insulted. They shouldn't have been listening in on our conversation in the first place." Duncan replied, leaning back on the chair, and placing his feet on the table. "Don't bother, Reyrde. You're not going to win with me." Reyrde