A Short Story : A Story?

The sun was high in the sky, gleaming down on us. The air was breezy, but not cold. The day was ordinary, or so it seemed. But what was out of place? That would be my brother, the only person who could possibly get himself into such a situation, with his impossible ability to almost die, but just miss the mark. As he sat there on the ground with his back to us, legs sprawled out in front of him, we didn’t even realize that there was anything wrong. Hold on a second. Let’s rewind this just a little.

“Please take it, it should get you a little amount of money, it should help just a littlle bit, while you're out getting the food can you buy me some cigarettes dear?”

After placing the phone on the desk, Andrew pounded his fist on the bureau, gritting his teeth, he swore, “That stupid ass kid can’t be that ignorant to think I’ll forget it. What he did is unforgivable. If we can’t talk him into doing the right thing, then we’ll make him do it. Are you sure this is what you want?”He asked, wanting to give Margaret an opportunity to change her mind. “If anyone discovers it, we’ll be in trouble, but I’ll take full responsibility.”

“Honey, go on upstairs and get ready for bed, I don’t think Mom and Dad will mind. You’ve had a tough day. I’ll wait up for the kids.”

“No, let's not leave at 6 your plan isn't even finished if you expect me to do this we ought to think this through what if the guy at the junkyard shows up.”

Everything began that night with the ringtone of my phone, echoing through my dining room.

“Oh, my God, Jerry, do you think they had anything to do with Mom’s death?” Marlene asked.

After what seemed like a gunshot, it started with a loud bang and a brilliant flash of yellow light. A powerful shockwave had smashed its way into the hotel, decimating it, and leaving no survivors. The people in the hotel were instantly reduced to their most basic forms, blown away as microscopic carbon molecules.

“I will stay with Jade no matter what her decision is!” Peter exclaimed rather loudly, like he was in an argument with his sister Tonya.

High above a wasteland, in a remote part of the planet, Vigiti, the sky itself began to bend. With the sound of thunder, three beings slammed into the planet's surface, the air rippling around the impact crater that had been made. The shortest one, a white haired and silver eyed man, floated above the crater rim and scanned the horizon. His silver eyes widening and narrowing as they focused in the vast distance, his ears picking up every sound made across the planet. After two seconds had passed, he waved the other two forward and they followed him as he took off into the air. The tallest one, a green haired and green eyed woman, flew to his right while a black haired and red eyed man flew to his left. The power of the trio was so great that the trees and water they flew over bent under the pressure of their presence, they were as gods... almost.

Later that evening, we were sitting around the fire; it was late, the kids were already asleep in their tent. I glanced at Casey, she seemed very irritated. Jake joked "So when's the wedding Tomas? Since you keep calling her wifey." Casey got up and walked toward the lake, I laughed "Shut up man." Mariana got agitated at me "All you're doing is agitating her Tomas." I got up "No I'm not. Something else is bothering her." I followed her down to the lake, she was sitting at the shore; I sat next to her "What's wrong?" She sniffled, she was crying "Not you."

This isn’t realistic. I must be dreaming; I mean, I was in my room writing down my cousins’ birthdays, she thought.

I held open the door for the boy and he mumbled something inaudible as he shuffled past me. “It’s just sitting on that first pew over there,” I told the boy as I slowly began to pull the athame from having had it tucked away in my waistband. “Ah, man!” the boy exclaimed. “What the hell is that… did something die in here?”

I followed Michael into the first room we saw in the upstairs hallway. As we walked closer, a threatening sight came into view. Gabby, looking more distressed and panicked than I had ever seen someone before, was tied to a chair with her hands behind her back and a gag wrapped around her mouth. Once I looked at her close enough, I could tell that she was trying to speak through the cloth. She then looked at Michael, her eyes begging for him to help.

“Whoo hoo” said Klaus, as the cold breeze hit his soft face. Stefan, klaus and Damon were driving the new yellow convertible car on one lane road surrounded by green rolling hills. Steve was driving the car while Klaus cheering him for going over the speed limit since they were the only one in the road. Stefan and Klaus were reckless while Damon was more mature and just wanted to have fun without causing any trouble. Damon was not interested about having this trip since he knew it wasn’t a good day but it was hard to believe when the sun was shining so bright.