The Crow: Original Sin
Movie fanfic written by: Michel Peter Dijkhuizen
Based upon the comic book and novel of James O' Barr

Authors Note: This movie is completely fanfic and have some things in it that might not have being used in any of the original The Crow movies, the battles might be a little bit to gore as well as being a bit hard to understand. On a more personal note; this fanfic might have a lot of grammar errors, consider the fact that this is written by a guy who is from the Netherlands who uses a Word program that doesn’t support the USA grammar...

Already thank you in advance

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Act 1: Resurrection

“They say that a crow brings the soul towards the next realm after the person died, but sometimes a terrible sin follows the soul, enabling him or her to go across towards the next realm... Sometimes, very sometimes, the crow bring back the soul to earth so that it can set thing’s right... But sometimes it can happen that when a person dies, a baby crow is born that is linked with the 1 who has passed away, enabling both of them to find rest, and when that happens, the same crow will bring back the soul for revenge and to set things right”

A rainy night, people are running away in order to hide from the rain that fall’s down towards the earth like tears from heaven, tears of many lost souls from which belong to the ones who now can never find true peace and rest...

At the edge of the rainy city of Darbridge, in the industrial area, in an old factory where once toxic waste was being produced which has being shut down for years now, light was burning intensely bright from 1 of the broken windows, showing 3 shadow like figures standing and arguing against each other while 1 shadowy image was just sitting on something

“MAN... Lousy weather man” “Yeah man... I wonder why mister Miyato wanted to see us here” “Whatever the reason is Party, it should be important... Because I was planning on robbing that new bank, take some hostages, kill them if I want to and off course rape the cute looking, big sized breast girl if their is 1... Unlike that Asian girl we all murdered last year” 3 of the 4 guys where talking or discussing towards each other while the 4th 1 was sitting at the edge of a containment full of toxic, holding a knife in his hands while pulling away the dirt from under his finger nail’s, not paying any attention at all towards what his 3 companions are talking about, his long red hair hanging over his brown eyes while wearing a long black trench coat, brown pants and white Air-Nike sneakers, a golden watch being around his wrist

Somewhere else, at the same time, at the cemetery, people are walking past many of the graves all being dressed in black while the rain continues to keep on falling onto the earth while a black bird was sitting upon a death branch of a death tree, looking at the people passing by while an old man and a little, half Asian, girl where standing in front of a tomb stone, a name written on it which says
“Rest In Peace Kasumi Ford-Miyato. A loving daughter, wife and mother. 1980-2005”

“Rest in peace my daughter” the old man, dressed completely in black said while kneeling in front of the grave, placing a red rose in front of the stone before looking at the urn placed next to the tomb stone, reading the name of Michael Ford, the husband of his daughter who’s body is burned to ashes, an angered look was reading on his face while his eyes where looking with delight

“Rest now mommy... Be with the angels for all eternity” the little girl said while touching the tombstone while looking towards the urn, containing the ashes from her own father, looking angered towards the urn before walking away with the old man that supposed to be her grandfather, both of them walking back towards a black car while the girl was holding a rose that was meant for her fathers grave.

Not knowing that a pair of black and brown eyes where looking at the car that drove away from the scene as the bird made a somewhat screaming noise like all crows make before flying of the branch towards the urn, knocking it to the ground by just standing on top of the lit and making a flying move, the urn shatters upon hitting the ground, ashes and broken pieces of the urn lying across the ground as the crow lands next to a shattered part of the urn, patting onto the piece with the use of his beak, like it is making a drumming sound, creating a rhythm on which the ashes responds to, slowly scowling towards each other as it starts to make a shape of a body, the rain still continues to fall upon the ground as well as the ashes, but instead of washing away the ashes, it is giving it more volume as the ashes starts to make a moaning noise while moving, the sound of bones cracking was starting to get louder and louder as all of the sudden the scarves of the shattered urn ignite into fire, burning and melting the ashes together as all of the sudden the shape stood up, sitting upon his knees while screaming up into the sky, the moon becoming visible as what was left of the ashes falls to the ground, the body of the man taking a deep breath, only to cough out a lot of blood and vermin, gun shot wounds being visible on his chest, right hand, left shoulder as well as a gunshot wound on his forehead as the wounds start to close and heal, the person opening his eyes in confusion while observing the environment he was in, falling back onto his legs while covering his face into his arm’s, the crow landing next to him, on the tomb stone, looking towards the man who in response looked at the black bird as the 2 had eye contact for about 1 to 2 minutes.
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Act 2: Search

The rain kept on falling from the sky as a figure was walking across the streets, confused and cold, the man followed a big black crow that was flying above his head, cars passing by 1 by 1 with their lights on, some cars riding over a pool of water in high speed, water splashing against the man from the wheels that hit the man in high speed.

“Hey watch it” “Sir, do you have any money please” people, some of them begging for money, yelled towards the guy who kept on walking on his bare feet while his arm’s are crossed over his chest while holding his shoulders cause of the cold he was feeling, drupes of water falling over his face from his long black hair that are at some points curled as for the rest was just long, his black pants being wet and stuck onto his legs before the man collapse onto his face while walking into an alleyway

“Who... Am I?” the man all of the sudden spoke, his voice full of questions and confusions as the crow that was leading him landed on top of a container full of trash, screeching towards the man who slowly stood up onto his feet, walking slowly towards the bird who in response fly of the container, landing opposite on top of the handlebar of a stair case, looking down sternly towards the guy who reached into the container, touching a pair of black army boots, but all of the sudden back’s away, flashes of images going trough his mind which where all twisted

The man sees himself, looking at a pair of black army boots as all of the sudden a young female girl of Asian heritage appear behind him, her hands covering his eyes before turning around and looking into the eyes of the girl
“You finally found something you like Michael?” the girl spoke with a sweet voice
“Yes I did Kasumi... Look” the guy who goes by the name Michael replied, pointing towards the black army boots before walking into the store, Kasumi following

The guy places his hands turned fist’s against his face, just above his closed eyes while his face was showing emotions of pain, the flashing images continuing, more violently then the first

“How much for the boots?” “Normally $60,-- but since you have a lovely looking girl, for you $30,--” the man said while wearing a black trench coat and having red hair and brown eyes with a scar on his left wrist
“Sold” “Honey, let me pay them... You already have bought me that lovely kimono dress” Kasumi said while paying the man for the boots
“Let me guess, your boy friend miss?” the guy asked out loud before Michael showed the man his wedding ring around his finger.

As the two left the store, the man was looking at the Asian girl’s her *** who was wearing a red Kimono dress, walking away while holding the hand of Michael as the 2 share a ring that is similar towards each other

The flashback ended as the man looked up towards the bird who was looking down at him from above with it’s stern look, the man standing up onto his bare feet as he walks towards the container again, grabbing the boots as well as grabbing a black, leather pants from the rubble and garbage, on his face a sorrow look as he put out his old pants and put on the new leather pants, from which the water was simply sliding off, before putting on the boots.

As he looked further into the container, he noticed that he was looking towards a factory at the end of the alleyway while his face was looking in the direction of the container. It was then that the pieces felt together on the strange phenomenon... He is able of looking trough the eyes of his bird friend who flew towards the fabric, the man following the bird while picking up a black, sleeveless T-Shirt on the way towards the factory

Upon reaching the factory, the bird landed on top of the broken window, his black and brown eyes looking inside the room, seeing 3 guys talking towards each other while the 4th was still sitting before standing up to grab a beer to drink from it, his golden watch falling down a bit, revealing a scar... A scar that the man, who saw everything the bird saw, hardly remembered as he kept on walking towards the facility.

As he reached the door, he noticed that the door was open, opening the door, the 4 guys heard the screeching sound of the door as they in response looked into the direction of the guy who was standing in the doorway, his hair partly covering his face before he walked into the room

“What the...” “Well what do we have here... Are you lost sir?” the man laughed who goes by the name of Party as the 3 walked towards the man, the 4th not paying any attention at all

“What’s the matter... Cat caught your tongue?” Party laughed, but the laughing was soon replaced by a blood stilling scream, blood spurting out of the wound on which once his index finger rested as the black bird dropped the finger near the toxic waste container

“****ing bird” the second guy shouted who grab out a gun and started shooting at the bird while the third guy was looking at the man who, in a flash, created a scar on the face of the guy
“Leave the bird alone” “So... The guy can talk can he” Edge replied who dropped both the beer onto the ground as well as throwing away his black leathered trench coat, the dagger still firmly held in his right hand before standing face to face against the man

“You know... You look familiar... You look a lot like that guy we all killed 1 year ago” Edge said before turning his attention towards the guy who was still shooting towards the bird “F-Man... Stop shooting at the ****ing bird, and Party... Clean up your ****ing wound” Edge commanded towards the 2 who did as they where told, Party ripping a part of his shirt in order to cover his missing finger while F-Man (Short for ****-Man) put away his gun before the 2 looked at the mysterious guy who has his head lowered down a bit, not looking into the eyes of the 4 guys, his mind filling over with questions and rage

“Hey... Edge is talking to you punk, so answer you mother...” the guy said before he covered his face “My nose, he broke my frigging nose Edge, let me kill him” “Shut up already Shooter” Edge yelled towards the man who goes by the name of Shooter before looking towards the man

“So you wanna fight do you punk” Edge said as in a flash, he made a cut across the man’s neck, the guy making a chocking noise before falling onto his knees

“That’s better... So long ****er” Shooter replied as he grab hold of a leaded pipe, smacking it against the guys chest, the sound of his ribs breaking was heard trough out the room, the crow flying up towards the roof, sitting on the glass while looking down towards the 5 on the ground

“Thank you Shooter” Edge said calmly before stabbing his trusty dagger into the left eye of the guy, who shouts it out in pain before falling onto his back, lying their move less with blood slowly coming out of his wounds

“Lets go you guys... Mister Miyato is waiting for us at his empire” “He is??? Why didn’t you tell us earlier” Party shouted on which Edge replied “I have my reasons... Oh and F-Man, can you please blow this place sky high” “Sure thing” F-Man replied as he walked towards a hidden bomb, setting the timer on 15 minutes as the 4 walked out of the room, towards 4 Harley Davidson bikes as they all except for Party mounted them, riding off into the middle of the night while only 1 Harley Davidson bike which was completely black just stood their.

Inside the room, the bird landed next to the guy, screeching out loud as all of the sudden the guy sat up, the sound of bones merging with each other as his ribs where restored, the cut on his neck healing as well while he removes the dagger from out of his eye, the eye being stuck onto the blade while the man closed his left eye, only to open it again, a new eye in it’s place before standing up and walking towards the cut of finger which was lying next to a little bole, his crow screeching again towards him as the guy walks towards the container

As he stood in front of the container full with toxic waste, the man grab hold of the sides before plunging his face into the toxic waste for 2 seconds before plunging his face out, his face recovering again as he plunges his face again into the toxic waste, again and again and again until his face was fully restored, but it remained almost ghostly white as he looked at himself with the aid of the metal of the dagger before walking towards the finger and the bole, sitting in front of it as he grab hold of the finger, crushing it with his right hand as drops of blood felt into the bole before throwing away the finger into the toxic waste, smoldering away upon reaction as he used the tip of the dagger which he placed into the little pool of blood before moving it towards his face, making a long vertical line across his eye from above his eye braw, doing the same with it other eye as the red blood turned black upon hitting the skin of the guy. After that he dips the dagger again into the blood, this time making a little line next to his lips which also turn from red into black upon hitting the skin as he after that dips the blade some what further into the blood, smearing it across his lips as well as over his eye lids which as well turned black.

Once that was done, the guy stood up as he walked towards the black leathered trench coat which Edge threw onto the ground a few minutes ago, picking it up and putting it up, his arm’s going into the sleeves with ease as he throws the cape like part of the trench coat back wards, before letting fall against his back of his body while his crow friend screeches once again while pointing with his beak towards the bomb which is about to go off, the man simply walking out of the room.

Once out of the factory, the bomb went off as an entire explosion was seen in the darkness, the smoke making a somewhat Crow like design/shape as in front of the fire, a man with a white face with black lines on it, his long hair hanging on the sides of his face while wearing a black leathered trench coat, a black sleeveless Shirt, a black leathered pants and black army boots, walking further away from the explosion and fire, a smile appearing on his face while his eyes where looking with anger. The man known as Michael Ford is back from the death with his bird flying past him
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cool start so far M i can't wait to read some more of your stories.

Authors Note: If you are going to read this act, then embrace yourself for what is written in this act, then you must also know that I am not enjoying what I have written in this act and that even Iself am finding it repulsive and disgusting... Already thank you

Act 3: Hunt for lost memories

As the night was getting closer towards the time of daylight, the rain started to pour at least 3 times as hard as earlier in the night, 3 Harley Davidson bikes with 4 people riding it, or better said, 3 people riding it while 1 guy was sitting behind 1 of the 3 riders, the 4 thugs heading towards a rather tall tower just outside the city itself

The tower itself resembled 1 of the towers from the old Chinese culture, but being more modern as inside the Tower, an old man was playing a board game with a little, half Asian, girl who has long black hair that stops just above her shoulders, brown eyes and a cute smile while being dressed in a her pajama’s while the old man had a somewhat wise look on his face, wearing a tuxedo which is colored black with some gray stripes on the suit while moving his hands towards the dice, ready to grab and throw them onto the board for the game to continue... That is until...

“Sir... Their are 4 guys who wishes to have a word with you” a female voice said polite trough an intercom device “Can you tell them to wait a few minutes Miss Thompson?” the old man asked polite before turning his attention towards the little girl

“Chung Li, can you please excuse grandpa by going towards your room please” “Yes grandfather Miyato” the girl who goes by the name of Chung Li answered as she stood up from her chair, bowed down and after that grab hold of her school bag, walking towards an elevator, hidden within the wall of the room which was colored in an orange like brown, the door of the elevator opening as out of the elevator, a rather tall man from about 1,90 Meter in height walked out, a guy with a black skin while being bald, a little black mustache on his face while he was wearing a gray tuxedo with a black shirt and shiny black office shoes, pressing his orange tinted glasses further up his nose before looking at the 6 year old Chung Li

“Hi uncle Harris” “Good day miss Ford... Heading for bed I see?” the bald man asked polite while the girl walk’s into the elevator, waving goodbye towards her grandfather as when the doors of the elevator closed, the doors of the room where kicked open with force, the 4 thugs entering the room walking towards the old man

“Mister Miyato... We have a serious problem” “I’ll say Party, you are making my carpet all messy with your cut off... finger?” the old man who gets called mister Miyato by a lot of people in the criminal underworld said calmly before seeing Party his hand, a finger missing

“What has happened” “Well sir... We had an encounter with your Son-in-law” the leader of the 4, Edge, replies as he bowed down in front of the old man before getting kicked back to the ground by the old man who as well knows Martial Arts

“That would be impossible... The 4 of you killed him and I made sure that he was burned into ashes” “But Mister Miyato” Shooter all of the sudden spoke “He wasn’t alone... A ****ing black crow was with him who also cut Party his finger of, but he is dead now” “WHAT!!! What did you just say” Mister Miyato yelled in complete anger as he grab hold of the throat of Shooter who started to choke by the grip of the old man who apparently appears to be at least 3 times as strong as either Shooter or Edge is

“I said... He... wasn’t alone...” Shooter said while chocking, before being dropped to the ground in order to continue his sentence “He was being aided by a ****ing black crow” “So he is resurrected is he... That is impossible” Mister Miyato yelled against himself before walking towards his desk, sitting on his chair while the balded guy walks towards the old guy, looking stern towards the 4

“Everything alright sir” “Yes John Harris... Leave me... ALL OF YOU LEAVE ME NOW!” the old man yells towards the 5, who in response where giving each other odd faces before the black guy named John Harris walked towards the 4, ready to push them out of the office before 3 of the 4 ran out, each of them running towards the bikes, going into 3 different while Edge was staying behind

“So it seems that the story you told both me and John is not true then master Akira?” Edge asks towards his leader who looked up towards his second right hand “I know of this phenomenon, because I have experience it myself with my own father when I was a young child myself... After he did what he had to do, he returned to the land of the dead... As for me, I started doing research on the Crow phenomenon and I discovered that a person who is burned to ashes can’t return from the grave... Guess I was wrong”

At the same time, somewhere in the down town region of the city of Darbridge, a man wearing a black leathered trench coat was running on top of roof tops, making a jump over when needed as his crow was flying a few meters in front of him, guiding him towards a place that Michael might or might not even remember, only time will tell as he continues to run over the roof tops and jumping, sometimes grab hold of a pipe in order to make it across a somewhat bigger gap between the buildings, his long black hair waving along in the wind before the bird flies to the right, going towards a roof top on which 1 large window, shaped like a circle, which was shattered like if something or some body was thrown right trough it

While Michael was still following the bird, little did he know that what would happen inside the home, would change his look on his rebirth as he takes 1 last jump, before making the cross between the 2 roof tops

Upon landing on top of the roof top, the crow flew towards the door that was build on top of the building, Michael walking towards the door, pushing it open while the bird flies inside downstairs, Michael following.

After walking down the stair case, Michael passed many doors in the hallway before standing still in front of 1 particular door on which ‘Do not cross. Police line’ ribbons where placed in front of it as he remove them, opening the door as he walks into the room, the place being trashed and burned at some places while the furniture was either ripped apart or thrown around with, the man walking across the floor before closing his eyes, his left hand covering his face while he was resting against an almost fully destroyed door with the use of his right hand, backing his head while tears started to flow slowly out of his eyes, a horrific scream coming from out of the man’s mouth, another flashback appearing into his mind, but this 1 was stronger and more painful then the previous one

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” a little girl who is half Asian yelled out loud in pain while an adult was beating her face up while penetrating her
”Hush now little child... You are loving this, I can tell” the man said who resembled the guy Party a lot while licking over the face of the girl

“Leave her alone... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!” A young woman around the age of 25 who is of Asian heritage screamed while her red kimono dress was getting torn apart, exposing her black C-cup bra as well as her slip, her face getting beaten up while her slip was getting shoved aside by a black hand that belonged towards a guy who is being called Shooter who, as well as Party, start’s to penetrate the woman. F-Man and Edge watching the horrible event while a smile appears on their faces

The pain of the flashback is starting of getting even more painful for Michael who himself falls onto his knees, both his hands against his head while shouting it out loud, his eyes still closed with tears slowly emerging from out of his eyes, the torment of the lost memories continues it’s massive assault

“Kasumi?” Michael asks confused as he walk’s into his home, noticing that the door wasn’t locked at all while in the corner of his eyes he sees his little daughter lying in a fetus lock
“Chung Li!!!” Michael yelled shocked looking towards the scared looking girl who looked up towards her father, her face bruised and cut’s with some blood here and their before him hearing a bloody scream further into the apartment.

“KASUMI!!!” Michael shouts as he emerges in the room, seeing his wife getting raped by the leader named Edge, all of the sudden Michael gets caught by his arm’s, Party kicking the guy into his stomach before pulling the trigger of a gun, a shot was being fired at the guy’s left shoulder, dropping to the ground Michael grabs his shoulder, the blood spurting out of the wound while Edge came off of Kasumi, stabbing his trusty dagger trough her right chest, straight trough her lung, the woman almost making a choking sound

“What should we do now?” “Kill him... Kill him good” Edge said emotionless towards his 3 comrades who pulled out a gun, taking aim as Shooter fired first, his bullet going trough Michael’s right hand as well as trough his left shoulder again. Party and F-Man both started shooting at Michael’s chest, shooting 3 bullets into his chest as the blood spurted out of it as the man slowly walked towards the window, looking outside in the hope that somebody would see something, but alas

“Hey you” Edge shouted one more time as Michael turned around, a bullet getting shot trough his head, blood flowing out of his head on impact with the bullet, Edge walking towards him, kicking him against his stomach as Michael gets kicked out of the window, falling from 13 stores high towards the ground, the blood flowing from out of his mouth as well as all of the sudden his world turns black in front of his eyes

With that, Michael felt into his chest and face, his arm’s lying towards the window as the in black dressed guy slowly stand’s up, zigzagging back towards the door while placing his left hand up against his forehead, leaning against the door as yet another flash back’s occurs, this time driving him crazy

A knocking sound was heard on the wooden door while Kasumi responded by closing her book down, her daughter waking up from the knocking noise which became harder and harder

“Wait a few seconds, I’m coming” Kasumi said with her sweet voice while walking towards the door, the door getting smashed open as the 4 thugs enter, 3 white guys and 1 black guy which was armed to the teeth, the 3 of them starting to smash the place around, making little fires while their leader ‘Edge’ walked towards the woman

“I’ve heard about some complaints about this apartment” Edge calmly says before slapping against the woman’s face, falling into the arm’s of Shooter who pushes her onto the bed, ripping her clothes apart as well as removing his own pants...

“WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA... MOMMY!!!” the crying yell of the little, 5 year old, Chung Li all of the sudden screamed, Kasumi looking up into the bed room of her daughter

“Chung LIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!” she shouts out loud before she was getting penetrated by Shooter against her will, hearing the painful sound her daughter is making as well as the moaning sound of the 1 called Party, while feeling the tongue of Shooter moving over her breast and face which she didn’t enjoyed at all, the look of fear on her face

Leaning against the door, Michael was crying out loud in sadness and fear, now finally knowing what has happened to him and his family on the night that he came home from band practice with his band named ‘White Snakes’, a sniffing sound was heard next to his hand, Michael looking up to see a dog

“Scotty” Michael said friendly as he petted the German Sheppard dog, who first barked as well as showing his teeth against his old master before lying down before his feet, Michael getting up on his feet only to run towards the shattered window, flashes of images going trough his head on the time of hour that he was kicked out of the window, allowing himself to fall out of the window, only to grab hold at the window at the very last second.

With the glass gone trough his hands, Michael pull’s himself up, sitting on his knees, he removes the glass from his hands, only to see his hands healing, the first time he ever sees it with his own eyes cause so far he has only felt his body healing... As his hands were fully healed, his crow companion comes flying into the room, landing in front of a mirror placed upon a little closet with some make up stuff lying on top of it, Michael walking towards the mirror, only to see his painted face

Quickly he grab hold of his wife black lipstick as well as the black eye pencil, using the pencil first on drawing some extra vertical lines on the outer edges of his eyes, giving him a somewhat crying look on his face before using the lipstick to make the little lines a little bit thicker. After that he used the pencil 1 last time, this time by drawing a line at both his mouth corners, giving it the opposite of his ‘happy’ face, a crying kind of smile was drawn under the laughing kind of smile before using the lipstick 1 last time on making those 2 new lines a bit thicker as well. Michael, after that, then looks once again into the mirror, this time liking what he sees as his face looks like being 2 different kind of emotions combined

Michael then walks towards a closet, grabbing hold of a leather box and pulling it out of the top of the inside of the closet, opening the box while pulling of his trench coat as well as ripping his sleeveless shirt away, putting a black shirt on in the place with some Chinese or Japanese writing on the left side which was a bit gray in color while the letters where a bit blue and gray colored. After that the man tightens his shoes before grabbing hold of the same dagger that he removed from his eyes a few hours ago, ripping the leather trench coat in 2 equal half’s that stop just under where the belt should be, the belt being strapped around the pants as Michael grab hold of the black leathered trench coat once again, this time letting his arm flow trough the trench coat’s sleeves, his hands emerging from the end, bend a bit like it is actually a claw of a crow, his fingernails being partly black as he pets his dog once again over his head, the crow flying out of the window as Michael looked at the upcoming sun, a deathly smile appearing on his face

“I promise you this Kasumi... I will find them and I will make them suffer for what they did to you, me and Chung Li” Michael spitted out with hate and revenge before falling down from the shattered window, but this time he knew no fear of dying... All he had for eyes was 1 thing... Vengeance by correcting the injustice delivered to him and his family as with it, the hunt is on...
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Fans of The Crow Original Sin...

May I present to you all... The official 'Poster' of this fanfic movie

The Crow Original Sin (fanfic) Movie Poster

Cool poster, dude.

thnx, what do you think of this Movie fanfic so far?

Just censor certain words and I'll tell you.

NO! I will not edit a certain words because if I would do that, it would take away the true feeling of this movie fanfic... It is like remaking the first The Crow movie with somebody else and leave out all the gore, blood, memories and cussing/bad mouthing...

I meant that one word that I forbid the use of. If Invisionfree sees it, we could get in trouble.

then edit it yourself dude... God, you are a Admin, so you are able of Editting my post remember

EDIT: Just deleted and reposted Act 1, 2 and 3 by the cencored Act's which are already posted at Clash

I sent Jay a message asking how to make the forum automatically censor specific words.

HELLO!!! Why asking Jay all the time??? Have you already forgotten what I am at The_Angel_Of_Death??? That's right, I am also an Admin... Oi...

So what do you think of this Movie fanfic So FAR?

Because Jay has more experience with Invisionfree than I do. He even said I could go to him for advice or help.


Looks good.

only looks good... that mean only 1 thing... You've skimmed trough Act 1, 2 and Act 3... Better post Act 4 in a new thread just in case... FIGHT TIME!!! Michael is going to have his revenge against the first jackass that raped his wife namely Shooter...

I've been in a hurry these days. In fact, I copied & pasted your stories into a text file so I could read it.

Smart thinking and yeah I know... a lot of grammar errors and stuff like that

BTW, Act 4 is up in a new thread

If you want, I can run it through a grammar check and make the corrections???


I'll read Act 4 soon.

Thanks for the offer, but rather not, because if I would do that, I would have to wait a long time until I get the Act back from you for posting... Plus knowing you, the cussing word's would be removed... Now back to brainstorming on Act 5: Putting 1 and 1 together

I allow certain forms of cussing just not ones such as the F word.

See what I mean... Dude, by removing words just as F--- or S--- or R---, would take away the darkness and seriousness that this fanfic holds... It IS a The Crow movie fanfic and non of the 3 movies are light, but dark

I allow "shit" to be used. It's the F word I forbid.