9/11 Short Stories

Obtrusively,the thunder bellowed outside and the roaring sound filled the small room like rock music to a broken soul.Amongst the thunder, raindrops could be seen ebbing down the windowsill forming undecipherable miniscule shapes and later sinking down in the wall to gather at the edge.

It was a Saturday morning. I was exhausted from last night’s party so I decided to sleep in. It had only been about 5 minutes after I decided I would sleep longer when my mom called.

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.

She nodded and gracefully seemed to end the conversation with Queen Guinevere. Then she guided her fiancé toward him.

“ Last night was amazing, ” Shay said as he reminisces about his and Sarah’s one month anniversary last night. Suddenly his phone rings in the background. It was Sarah. “ Hey Shay, I need to tell you something important, in person,” she said worriedly. “ Okay. . . . . . , then I’ll meet you at Starbucks at 8, ” Shay said as he got out of bed and looked at the clock. “ Okay see you at 8 then. . . , ” Sarah said worriedly again. Shay immediately shut off his phone and scrambled to his closet for clothes. As he put on his clothes Shay wondered why she sounded so worried but forgot about it afterwards. Just as Shay walked into Starbucks, he sees Sarah wearing her Beyoncé shirt. After they order their coffee, they start to talk. “ So. . . . why

Warm crimson ran down her arm leaving a metallic smell that filled the room to the brim. The silver slit of metal she used slipped out of her hand as her vision became blurred and her breathing became faint. She slowly came in and out of consciousness while her arms held a passage for her demons to escape from. She woke once again to feel a pounding in her head that consumed her thoughts, she tried yelp for help but only a small groan came out.

Zepher looked away from the bloody mess he created, disgusted from it. The air around him reeked of metal. “How,” he whispered, “how could I have done this again?” The blue-eyed boy retracted his needle-sharp fangs while walking over to the limp body. As he reached for the woman’s petite wrist to check for a pulse, her chest rose, eyes fluttering. What am I supposed to do? She can’t see this! After a moment’s thought, Zepher had a plan.

She sees something in the corner of Her eye and as She turns to look something rushes past Her, bubbles flow all around Her and She feels the chains that have been constantly tugging on her go limp. Once the bubbles clear She sees that Her

The hands on her arms squeezed tighter, and they were extremely cold. Then, the heat left her body and she fell into a scape unknown to her.

“Sofia,” he called out softly, with a smile. For a moment he forgot where he was, as he began to rise in fright. There was a body sprawled over him, a female, with her legs and arms entwined around him.

She positioned herself so that she could take a better look into her Master’s eyes. She wanted to peer into the soul of the man that had given her hope in God. She listened as he spoke…..

She shuddered at the sound of his sinister, low, and foreboding voice, but without completing his bidding, she would never be free. With one last deep breath, she turned the handle and entered the room.

“Are you sure you want to go in there, Your Highness?” the guard said. “There 's no telling what she 's capable of.”

“ I needed a blood sacrifice.” He talked as he paced around. He laid the candle on the table next to Libitina.

Genevieve pressed herself up against the stone wall. The moisture seeped through woven dress chilling her skin that was already clammy with fear. She reached into the bag that was held tightly against her chest. She had made it this far. All she had left to do was to get pass the guard at the end of the hallway, and she would be free.