A Short Story : A Story?

"Samuel's father is with them. He should be able to help while we help fight those things. Come on," he told her, pulling out a pistol for her to take. She grabbed it, putting it in her front pocket. "We have to inform the force."

“Uh, yeah! Sure!” When I knew I was l alone I ran all over town looking for the source of the snow. I finally found it at an abandoned warehouse just outside of town. I waited a couple of seconds before saying something but before I could, someone spoke.

Jolie tried her hardest to remain quiet as she entered the dark, musty basement that smelt like dead animals. The music played loudly, which masked the creaks of the stairs she stepped on. She gripped the broom tightly in her hand. Jolie squinted her eyes around to make out anything that made the music turn on or the loud crashes. Her eyes rested on a man and she tried her hardest not to panic. She quickly, but quietly turned around and walked up the stairs trying to remain calm all the while. When the man started humming along with the violin music she began to cry; she didn’t want to cry. Jolie gripped the railing and the broom slipped from her hand and fell down the stairs. The man jerked around made eye contact with her. He was frowning and then a devilish smirk appeared. She let out the scream she had been holding in for what seemed like forever. Jolie

The old man rose from his chair. “Do you wish me to show you where the giant enters and leaves are village?”

Samuel scoffs, shaking his head. “If I did somehow manage to kill you, Jensen would never forgive me and I can’t have that.”

"Shh, you are finally doing something good with your pathetic life. Not only are you feeding my beautiful Amara, but also you are freeing your wife and son of your abuse. No longer will they have to lie about where they got a bump or bruise. Tommy's bruises will come from playing too rough and falling off bikes. You wife from dropping a can on her foot or hitting her thumb with a hammer. Where I wish they could see you die, I need to keep what is mine safe."

“Shh, whatever you may believe now, but I did die that day,” she looked at me with disbelief and I understand why, I mean I was standing before her. I pulled her outside, towards the pond that was behind her house, “watch.” I stepped several feet from her and closed my eyes as I willed my wings out of my back. I took a deep

"I just gave up my knife. Pretty sure I just surrendered. I know you're just gonna capture me... You might as well now." I said, with a sigh, giving up already.

Even though I was very weak, I could feel warmth through my arms that gave me strength. My grip was not painful but yet their eyes grew wide as their necks stiffened. I was replaying all of the moments that they had wanted to forget. Death, violence, childish innocence. All with my bare fingers. “Sylwia, leave.” I said softly. All of my energy is destroying itself in this moment as I continue to press my fingers. I can barely speak already. I tried to make her understand the severity of the situation. Her thoughts ran through my mind, all of them panicked. She ran to grab some of her things. Before both of our hearts could burst, she whispered, “I will see you in the next life, Leon.” How could she know? I tried opening my mouth to speak, but suddenly the muscles in my jaw clenched shut. All of the lights flickered in the apartment. I could not utter a single world as my head knocked back to reveal a new world of

"Listen to me!" The ancient man roared yet again as he placed a limp hand upon his compatriot's shoulder. "Those vile creatures will reach the tower soon, and will find their way here to the lookout. And I don't think I can last."

“I will help you, but with one condition.You have to let me stay here. My father mistreats me and I can defend you from the townspeople as they are planning on killing you,” replied

“You never know what we’ll encounter on the planet,” he said with a shrug. He glanced at his tablet, tapped a few times, then spoke again. “You should probably head over to your fighter. We’re about to leave.”

“I’ll be home soon, little brother, and when I come home, we’re moving into Olympus. I promise!” He kissed Alex on the top of his head, and then Nicolas let go, picked up his bag of food, and started making the long walk to the vivid light in the distance.

The family rushed out and up the stairs to which others were also crowding and running up due to being informed or hearing the terrible screeching and hissing noises because of what the ship had run into,Avery was being pushed and shoved as they all scrambled to get on deck,the cold air hitting her suddenly and sending chills,she couldn't see the rest of her family anymore,they had been swept away in the sea of people,the others around her were all running about as if they were seagulls and bread had been thrown,the air was getting thicker and harder to breath as she dove farther into the mass amounts of children and adults alike.She had managed to get to deck after shoving her way through,and it didn't help that she didn't exactly have the longest legs,she stopped a moment,a odd feeling filling her stomach telling her something was very wrong,Avery looked around slowly,people were running and there were shouts and cries of those being separated due to the orders that woman and children came first for the boats,husbands that decided to stay to help or just in a attempt at bravery kissed their wives goodbye,some of them had children crying for them to come with them,some wives held it in but it was still shown in their eyes the sadness that formed at the thought of losing their loved ones.A lump formed in her throat at the sight,she began nervously

He got up on his feet. That was very difficult. He must have been lying as a corpse for a long while. It was night, too. A fire was raging out there, and it was all very noisy. Human beings shrieking.