Chapter 13 : A Short Story

“Captured me and beat then left me for punish-ment.” He grumbled. His voice was hoarse like he hadn’t spoken in a long time. Niall finally cut through the rope and freed the boy's arms. His arms fell to his sides.

“That boy is heading for trouble if he doesn’t straighten up his act,” Ernest said as they went to his house. “Would you help me clean the blood off my face and put band-aids on the cuts? Thank you for your help, you saved my life because those boys would have killed me,” Ernest said.

Xion exited the dark portal with a finished mission report in hand, she gave it to Saïx who registered it in the database. After that, she left the Gray Room, thinking quietly to herself. 'Huh, I finished my mission a lot sooner than I thought and it's too early to go to Beast's Castle and wait for that boy to return. Wonder what I should do 'till then.'

The torches that radiated throughout the city lit up the arena at the end of Olympus walls, at the battles.

chance, that maybe she had planned it and his behavior let her know that Jarrod did not meet with his approval.

“Scott, it’s bleeding,” whispered Chris. “I bet that’s from the gunshots I heard last night.”

Soda spotted me, “Hey, come here” so I walked towards him and sat in a chair across from his. “I know it’s hard but we’ll get through it,” he said trying to be reassuring.

Shiro lifted his eyes from the other’s shoulder momentarily before returning to his work. “It must be. I was the one who threw you,” he stated frowning lightly. “This is going to swell.” He turned to the Altean version of a first aid kit sitting next to them on the bench. Half the

Emma shifted as she watched N run out of the bunker. He knelt down beside the battered grass type as the two fire types hid behind her.

A young man with slick brown hair and an annoyed expression stood in the natural lighted kitchen. The walls were painted with a calm beige, and a steel black oven sat in front of him. He spoke in an annoyed tone. “Hey Jake do you mind telling me why you got this oven from Portugal?! I can’t read the instructions you dimwit!”

Brynn pulled her phone out of her pocket. It reminded my of the man holding the puppy, but just the opposite. Her phone is way bigger than her hands. She unlocked it and we stared at the bright screen. She called her mom and said they were in the neighbourhood woods. Of course her mom was mad, but she said that she would pick us up.

“Phillip, put that damn knife down right now!” Russell yelled as he finally had enough and shot upright from his barber chair. He then grabbed Phillip by the arm, causing the razor to be jarred loose where it fell

Elizabeth could not believe her boldness, but since he was going to be leaving, perhaps never to see him again, she wanted to get as much of him as possible.

Jared was standing outside his son’s preschool waiting to pick up Jonathan. Jared looked over to see Felicia Day coming towards him. Felicia was his afternoon sitter. He forgot to call her and let her know he was picking up his son.

"All things considered, half of it is," he proceeded as though the world were finishing. "My father ripped the part that was hanging off and now just half remains!"