9/11 Short Stories

Just a few hours ago, Kate would have never thought she could escape the force field. That sounded like a crazy dream, but now she was free and so was Mr. Jacks and Darby. They were in the outskirts of Philadelphia and it looked like a normal suburban neighborhood. Though it was obvious that no one had been in these houses for a while. They must have disappeared… Kate thought to herself. There was no sign of human life still being here.

I had been on a boat before, and I didn't usually tend to get sea sick. I felt a little queasy, but I knew I'd be alright. We were getting off of the ferry in less than forty minutes. I sat with Avenelle Jérôme on the edge of a window that was so long it touched the floor. So basically, we were sat on the floor, but that sounds filthy, doesn't it? "Nelly?" I mumbled, he was staring out at the murky waters below like a little kid, probably waiting for the coast of France to appear. Meanwhile, Nicki was on the top deck, using her iPhone to take pictures for her Tumblr.

“I'm coming, Im com..” says Jack as his voice fades off. Sarah and I stop running to make sure Jack was okay. I saw that he had stopped.

“Well you had this look of depression the whole time we were walking. Just a moment ago you let out a sigh. Is there anything you need to tell us? You know that me, Will, and Anna all care about you.”

I open my eyes and the first thing I notice besides the fact that I’m not in my room was the giant pile of shattered glass. I look away from the pile of glass and see a large group of tents and at least ten campfires. Instinctively I get up and start walking towards the tents. All of a sudden a strangely dressed man appears in front of me in a puff of smoke. I fall on my butt out of sheer shock.

Someone is touching my face, slowly running long fingers through my hair and down the side of my sore face. It’s what causes me to stir and gradually wake up in an aching body I wish I didn’t own. I groan, rolling my face away from the hand. The word, angel, continues to be softly repeated over and over again, but there’s something mocking, almost angry, in the voice.

I’m going back to school the next day and I’m nervous that I’ve been gone for 3 days but like usual I lied to get myself out of trouble,

It was around noon when Leah finally decided to walk into the kitchen. She wasn’t expecting a warm welcome, but she wasn’t prepared for the ice-cold reception the guys gave her, Thor and Bruce practically bolted out of the room without even acknowledging her presence. Tony gave a hurried excuse about having to check some lab results and Clint said he needed to train. The only one who didn’t leave was Steve, who remained sitting on a stool at the kitchen bar.

“Not good,” he replied softly, before sipping his coffee. “We had the same experience, she said nothing to us, showed no interest in anything…what about drugs?”

"Luke, Luke Conley." I say offering my hand. She mirrored my grim smile and took my hand, shaking it firmly. I took this time to admire her appearance.

I squint my eyes against the bright sun. It glares in my eyes refusing to allow any clouds, if there were any, to give me shade. Well I do not think the sun is worried about me, but maybe it would if only I could find something. Anything. I dig for artifacts, for bones, like I said for anything of value. I decide to take a break, the heat is killing me, and get a drink of water. I stand and brush the dust off my legs.

“What are you doing all the way out here, Pearl?” Rose inquired, her gaze fixated at the view before them, obviously fascinated by the twinkling stars and the endless sky that surrounded the arena. “This place — does it really serve a purpose anymore? I mean, now that the war is over…”

“I’m not like everyone else though, so you see I wouldn’t leave like they all do. I am so much closer to you than you even know Vada. I know things about you that even your family doesn’t it’s like i’m in your head.”

All of the students looked at Margot with saddened faces. “We were so caught up in the moment of the sun coming out,” a boy said. “We didn’t mean to have you miss the sun, we thought you were lying.” Margot looked like she was inside of a blender, and all of the knives were cutting her up. She was tired and beaten. Her hair was all frizzy, and she had some bumps on her shoulder from trying to bust down the door.

“Long ago, our founders excavated a simple cave and built this huge hidden church. To this day it continues to expand. The entire area had grown to be larger than HQ.”