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It was beautiful, trickling down the cold stone stairs like a fountain. It's pigment vibrant, almost unnaturally bright. It flowed as it was alive and capable of thought. Maybe it was. Maybe when it left its host it took the soul with it. Down and down it jumped down the stairs, pooling slowly, then shooting down when the pressure built up. It was an agonizing eternity before it finally reached the bottom of the grand staircase. More and more leaped down the platforms to the floor into a pool. The building amount gave it motion to move forward. It snaked toward me, using the grain of the wood floor to guide its path. I knew it couldn't possibly be able to create thought but something in my conscious told me it might. Like the deed I had done was going to come back to get me. I laid there, incapable of the slightest movement, like I was sewn to the floor. It creeped closer and closer and with every inch I believed more and more that it was coming for me. Slithering from one wood panel t
Silver Boy"I just saw a big 'un!" He shouted then realized he was supposed to be quiet while fishing. My dad is stereotypical blonde sometimes but I still love him. We were out fishing for catfish in the swamps and so far that was the first fish we'd seen all day. He paddled over to the spot it came to the serf ace momentarily just seconds before and dropped a line.
Not even one minute later the giant of a catfish pops up about 5 yards away. I told him it was useless but he paddled over, following the fish. We repeated this process until it disappeared under a small, mold infested, wooden bridge. He insisted we went under the bridge but I felt an eerie presence that wouldn't let my nerves calm.
My body was buzzing like I had drank to much Monster even though I haven't had any of that in weeks. As he slowly, ever so slowly, inched us towards the bridge I felt my heart beating faster and faster. The space we had to fit in have us only a foot of clearance on either side of the simple metal boat. It
9 July 1663 *Puritan Journal*9 July 1663
I have been in Andover jail for two days now. They treat me like a criminal and I might as well be because I let my sister die, alone, in the night. I know I haven't preformed any of the witchcraft they accused me of. My father was able to come in the jail to see me because he is so well liked in the town. He brought me my journal and my favorite toy from my childhood that he has been wanting me to get rid of. Holding that rag doll against my chest made me feel like a was an innocent child, devoid of sin. I called the doll Little Alice because it looked like me in its toyish fashion and even had green eyes like mine. I do not think that I am supposed to have this journal but I do get special treatment here again because of my father.
The jail cell that I am being kept in has a dirt floor with three wooden walls. The forth is cast iron bars that are spaced just so my hits can almost slide through but get stuck when I get about
7 July 1663 *Puritan Journal*7 July 1663
Yesterday was so enthralling that in comparison, this day seemed dull at first. It started like any other day, with me waking up to a screaming six month old in the dead of night. This happens almost every night but I could tell there was something different about her tone. Amy sounded like she was in pain rather than hungry so I rushed to her and took her into my arms. I could not see very well in the thick inky darkness so I set her down to go light a candle. Soon after I get the stubborn wick to catch Amy stopped her relentless crying. I assumed that everything was pleasant again so went back to my slumber.
I woke up for the second time to a silent house. This was unusual because I usually get woken up by Mother telling me, “A good Puritan does good work, not sleep all day!” This morning no one was in the house and this gave me an unsettling feeling that something was wrong. I decided to go into Andover and ask around for gossip spread fast in this t
6 July 1663 *Puritan Journal*6 July 1663
My name is Alice and I am 17 years old. I live in a small cottage inside town with my father Philip, my mother, my 18 year old brother Benjamin, and my six month old little sister named Amy. We live inside town because it is close to my father's church where he is the minister. While he is gone my busy mother takes care of Amy meticulously. There were nine babies between me and Rose but they were all stillborn or died within the first three months of their tiny lives. She always kept trying to have children to please father, who had always dreamed of a large family. Benjamin loves to go outside and look at nature and is always wanting me to come along to see how beautiful God's work is. Somehow he convinced his good friend, Thomas Smith, to go with him a long time ago and that is how they became friends. Even though he is my age, a year younger than Benjamin, they complement each others personalities quite well.
This evening Thomas invited me on an “expedition
TTOC fan-fic Part 2As I fly threw Gothom on my plasma hover board the rain stings on what little skin I have showing. My hair is soaked but I don't care anymore. They've already seen me at my worst. I used to live with them, they're used to me.
I'd been this way so many times I could fly it with my eyes closed. It is the street that runs from the pizza place to the road nearest to the Titan Tower. There has been so many fights against evil here it's hard to differentiate between the individual duels. I do remember my first fight with the Titans. It was on this very street.
Some how Cinder Block got out of prison... again. He was rampaging through the streets yelling,"I'll get you Teen Titans!!!" When we got there he had already taken a bite out of the pizza looking balcony and was going in for more. Then I heard the now very familiar sound of Robin yelling,"Titans go!"
It was my first battle so I hung back a little to watch and see how it all worked. Raven picked up a car with her powers and threw it at
TTOC fan-fic Part 1I remember the giant metallic doors opening, letting me into the Titan Tower. I remember Beast Boy running up to say "Hey" first with a twinkle in his eye. I remember how good I felt about myself after that first day when the team welcomed me into their house. I remember meeting the princess of Tameran for the very first time and freaking out because her planet is right next to mine. I remember meeting Raven, a dark soul, but nice to me because she trusted me. I remember shaking Cyborg's hand and only sensing one half of the life that should be there. I remember greeting Robin with blast of plasma because he said," Show us what you can do."
All of those memories seen so happy now compared to what I have now. They all hate me because of something I did out of stupidity and compassion. I brought Slade back to life.
It all happened so fast. I fell in love with Beast Boy just by brushing up against him in the long dark hallways in the Tower. In that one moment I could feel all the life ins
The Storm :Alice:The storm is coming and he's not here to protect me. My beautiful demon boy has left for his family this summer. Of course his family doesn't know about his condition but he's learned to control it ever since that very special Valentine's Day. He has only been gone a day but I already feel the distance between us.
Living in the Midwest you would think storms would be a normal part of spring but this time it's different. Strange sights have been seen that even the best scientists can't explain. This storm leaves a trail of mutants and lost souls. Some remind me of Kyle and Von while others are much more extreme. The worst they've caught on camera was a pregnant woman's abdomen rip open giving way to a full grown scaled creature that scurried away like a cockroach in the presence of light.
The storm is now in the next state over and I'm starting to get scared. The T.V. went out because of the storm so I don't know when it's going to hit. My while family is in the basement but I don't thi
SonnetThe forest is painted an emerald green.
Light shines through the canopy where it splits.
Morning dew sprinkles everywhere completes the beautiful scene
Leaves shine golden where 'ere the morning light hits.
Grey is the bird with wings dipped in the blackest of inks.
Soaring through the air, she swoops low like a sparrow.
Her simple beauty is superlative to all nature's links.
Scooping through the forest, she's a silver arrow.
The arrow gracefully glides though her fate was anon.
She fell to the sparkling undergrowth with crimson dripping from her beak.
When the convulsions shook through her body the silver bird was gone.
The beauty of the forest went on it's way but her beauty was unique.
Everything dies, even the beautifulest of creatures.
Now all we have are her dead, fading features.
MAGGOT- A short storyThe boy nestled the hand grenade close to his chest . The deadly explosive felt icy cold even though the afternoon city was feverish with the summer humidity. He feared jostling it, so he walked quickly but with extreme care.
Shesh's bare feet padded as he navigated the rusting tin panels that lined the floor of this particular narrow slum alleyway. He could tell by the denseness of the air -and the smell- that he was very near the bottom levels of the many storied Sun City.
He knew they called it that because you could never see the sun this deep into the lower floors of the slums. It wasn't very clever. He figured that they just didn’t want to call it Slum City.
Cramped old apartment buildings, and scavenged bits of metal and plastic formed a rat warren of tiny overfilled dwellings and markets dozens of floors deep. Every twenty meters or so throughout Sun City, corroded water pipes and hulking bundles of cables crawled through the labyrinth like the roots of banyan tree
TMNT A Forced Duty Ch. 1Chapter 1
“Princess Mona!” a large woman dressed in a dirty dress puffed out as she ran through the hallways of a large castle.
“Yes Nurse Mother?” Mona answered from behind the large woman, startling her.
“Ooh!!” the nursemaid jumped. “Princess Mona Lisa! Don't sneak up on me like that! You'll be the death of me I just know it!”
Mona giggled, “Oh Nurse Mother! I know you much better than that!” Mona leaned against the woman and then embraced as much of her as she could. “And if you did, what would I do without you?”
The nursemaid smiled and then snorted, “What would your mother do without me is more like it!” Mona laughed again and began waltzing around the hallway in her under garments. “Princess! Return to your room and put on that dress! You'll be joining your parents for lunch then leaving for WhiteDawn to meet the Emperor's son!”
Mona let out a loud, dramatic sigh, “Oh the life o
Gendercide“I was born when the disease first showed up. That’s what I know for certain. My mother told me that much. I remember it well, being taken to be tested for the virus. I saw it all unfold right to this moment. There are no women left on the planet according to every nation with an internet connection.” Kevin said into his recording device.
As he sat watching TV and eating an instant TV dinner, he figured that someone may want to wonder about how humans began a slow path to extinction. He like, many men, had settled into a routine waiting out the most boring apocalypse imaginable. The power was still on, the grocery stores still had food on their shelves the only real changes were school teachers were now male. Women were going extinct and nothing could stop the virus. He contemplated playing video games again when his phone beeped. He pressed the screen and read his mother’s text.
Come to the lab now we need you.
Kevin perked up maybe a cure had been
TMNT 2012 Chapter 24: BittersweetChapter 24: Bittersweet
The turtles ran across the rooftop, just after taking out a large group of Kraang. They stopped at the edge of a building and watched the streets below, everyone that is except for Raph. He stood off to the side and was faced towards the general direction of the lair.
“Raph! Chillax bra! Mona will be fine, and if your worried about the two nut head doctors giving away the lairs position don't worry! We made sure they were blindfolded and that we drove around a lot. There is no way in the world they can figure out where it's at,” Mikey hollered back to his older brother.
“Raph,” Donnie walked over to his brother. “Mikey's right. Mona is safe.” Donnie placed his hand on Raph's shoulder, “And at any time you'll be a dad.”
Raph sighed and rubbed his hands together, “We should head back....” Raph's t-phone rang which he answered it immediately, “Hello?”
Mikey and Leo stood and watched Raph who tu
A Mission of Friendship, part 6Between the realms of waking and sleeping, Danny felt a sense of vertigo pass through him. He had been dreaming, and a shudder rocked his body. He wasn’t the sort of kid to ever have nightmares, and this one tugged at his heart.
It was the sort of bad dream that didn’t make a person scream or jolt awake. It wasn’t about some kind of monster or terrible shock. It was a slow, creeping horror, such as one gets when he dreams about his family hating him, or his work failing miserably — the kind of story that sucks the hope out of you.
The discomfort brought him out of sleep, and he exhaled heavily before he sat up and rubbed his eyes. As soon as he opened them, memories of the dream seemed to slowly lose detail. He knew he had seen his mother, she had been dancing with his father, and then Colby was there, but he looked sick and weak, and then there was someone else — a woman with long, dark hair like Colby’s mother, except human-sized, and she was weari
Attempting to ChangeThe castle walls had grown boring to the Russian as he roamed the halls. The castle, interior and exterior, was rather beautiful Dmitri ha to admit. However, it grew rather dull after being there for so long. Since arrival to the castle, Dmitri had not spoken to anyone of his house. Dmitri did not see many in the Baroness's House, and he found it strange. He tried to remain away for the time, feeling he would only cause trouble.
The vampire still seemed to find ways of causing trouble though. In the first few days he try to steal some of the harpies food. He came up empty handed, and regretted the decision, after. Dmitri hadn't made enemies with the werewolves in the castle, at least not yet. He saw no true reason to mess with them, and he admired their loyalty. Still, he did not converse with the werewolves, for he felt he'd cause trouble when given the chance.
Since being in Bulgaria, Dmitri is under Ludovica's rules. Though there were not to many rules, there were enough to re
A Mission of Friendship, part 5EXPLANATION: There is no vore in this, but I understand a certain scene might be considered too close to that. No one ends up inside anyone else in any way, but there is some interaction with the outside of a giant mouth while it is in the process of drinking. If you want to skip that part, watch out for the word “swimmer,” and skip eight paragraphs after you see it.
Danny had anticipated that dinner with the Suriels would be bizarre — would he have to sit close to a bunch of looming giant faces noisily chewing their food? The picnic lunch was calm enough, but he had sat far away from everyone then. For dinner now, he was seated at his own human-scaled chair and TV tray on top of the dining room table. He was perched only about a human room’s length away from Colby’s enormous plate.
It was an Esdreel custom for the host to serve his guest directly, and Colby very carefully allowed his friend to be seated before he placed his meal before him. It was
Weird Science-Part 1 [Slob, WG]Marigold Farmer stood in awe of the massive facility, arching her neck back to see just how high the building went. She was no stranger to skyscrapers but this place seemed like something surreal out of the futuristic animes she was so fond of. The quiet brunette had stared for a full minute at the monument to science as she shook it off; thinking to herself that she probably looked silly standing on the curb like that. Then again, most people would question her choice of tight jean against her thighs and ass and an anime t-shirt that clung to her mammories like static electricity as she rolled her duffel bag into the building. The cool breeze was a refreshing contrast to the sweltering heat of the Massachusetts summer, making Marigold sweat like a pig as she walked around the lobby.
“Here at Nexis Labs, we strive to bring cutting age inventions to our current society, benefitting man today to evolve tomorrow!” Marigold heard the corny display monitors chip as if she were b
Star CrossedWe came from dust. Lots of dust. It was dark when we began, but we would soon change that.
“What will you be?” I asked.
“I will be big,” he said. He began scooping in all the dust he could reach. “I will be bright and white and brilliant. I will be beautiful.”
He had always been much bolder than I was. I only took dust by handfuls.
It wasn't long before his piece of cloud pulled inward and began to breathe. He was glowing. He was brilliant, and I couldn't take my eyes off him. Blazing flares leapt off his skin as he took form. The power of his transformation started to blow away the dust around us.
“Quick,” he said, “take some more for yourself. You’ll love this.” He dwarfed me now; he could have held my dainty little soul in his hands.
I couldn't imagine becoming that great. I just smiled and politely shook my head.
“I’m fine,” I said. I pulled my lacy piece of cloud together until I had just enough fo
Horror Of My ChildhoodThe warm water runs down my body and as I look down at my feet I see my long brown hair, black wet, float on the water flowing over my breasts. I go to grab the shampoo but its not there. Oh yeah, I ran out last time and was to lazy to put more in. Great, now I'm gonna have to tell for my dad. I'm thirteen and still need my father to take a simple shower.
"Dad?" I call hoping he can hear me all the on the other side of the house in the office. He's alway in there, working like I don't even exist. I know he does it all for me but sometimes I just want him to be a dad.
I yell repeatedly, louder and louder with every call. Now I'm getting worried. He never leaves when I'm in the shower because I might fall and drown while he's away or something. I try one last time with all the lung power I can muster out of my small diaphragm.
This time I hear a rustle in the background of the shower water pounding at my ears. Usually I can hear him coming from a mile away because he walks so heavy and h
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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