Creative Story : A Short Story

​Lawrence smiled broadly. “I’m glad you did.” He studied her face closely, noticing her brilliant blue eyes. “You look gorgeous. You’re even prettier now than you were then.”

“Not really; the kid’s always been charismatic.” Erica smiled to herself, remembering little Ezra trying to convince her to buy him sweets at the market.

“Sorry I distracted you.” Sandra confessed, “I was going to tell you that he was talking to you.”

“Maybe he didn’t get his memories back right away because he didn’t know you were Kohta at first, but when we started calling you Kohta, his memories started to come back little by little,” Lilly said thoughtfully. She paused a couple of times to gather her thoughts.

“Well, it was. You’ll understand once I will tell you the reason why you are here at the moment, my dear.” he quickly said, as if that was the answer he was waiting for.

“I saw Zack's transport arrive as I finished debriefing; he should not be far behind me. As for Angeal... hm.” Sephiroth flicked his PHS open, smirking to himself just a little as he found the relevant application. He snapped a photo and hit send. “I shall provide him some additional incentive to wrap up the meeting

"Ha! Gotcha now, doll!" Byron had dropped Jill off at Charles' place, to pursue her. He was gaining on CJ; so much that he could see her dashboard. He tapped her bumper from behind, and latched onto it. They were attached for miles. CJ steered her car into the rural area of town. She geared it in reverse and jumped out the door. Byron was thrown through his back windshield. She ran from both vehicles, as far as possible. Byron was after her; he couldn't allow her to live with the truth. It was a brick wall; she was trapped.

“Oh Dang! He said under his breath. The church is on fire! “Let's go see what the deal is.”

Stepping out onto her small porch Laurel placed her hands her hands at her hips, head turning from side to side, to gaze at the city. Everything looked so peaceful, it was hard to believe that sooner or later everything would change, war was on the horizon whether they like it or not. She muttered out a sigh as she reached her hand up to rub at her forehead. She blinked a few times when she caught sight of Cain. “Here goes nothing.” She mumbled to herself as she walked down the small steps. She met Cain at the gates, a slight smile played at her lips. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to keep everything in check. I won’t allow anyone to blow anything up.” She stated with a slight nod of her head. Her right hand fell to rest atop her gun, “Make sure you don’t kill anyone else Cain. If we want to win this war we are going to need the numbers.” She muttered out in a soft voice, a hint of announce could be heard.

“Run! Trav there gaining on us!” screamed Aaron. The tall, 17 year old boy, with dark brown hair was what seemed like miles in front of Travis, his younger brother, even carrying all the supplies for 3 people. Travis, looking back every couple of seconds, weakly yelled “Wait Arron to the right that should take u- us back!” Arron took a sharp right into an alley way. He tackled the few biters that were in the way to clear a path so his brother could get through safely. “Righ- no go left! Your left!” After following his brother’s directions they made it back to the main road where there dad was waiting, screaming, with the window down for them to hurry. Arron threw the large duffel bags into the back of his dads old, 2 door, 2000 Dodge Dakota with the dented hood. Travis bolted around the truck to the opened door on the other side and leaped to safety while, Arron hopped in the back and tapped the top of the truck 3 times signaling to his dad it was okay to go. Immediately after they speed away down the highway littered with crashed cars, corpses, abandoned suitcases, and much more. Aaron let out a deep breath and sat with his arm perched on the side of the truck as he watched as the horde of zombies faded away. He slid around the cooler and pulled out a Gatorade, wiping away the water that dripped from the bottle, with the bottom of his ACDC shirt. He slid open the back glass of the truck and handed it to Travis. His dad glared at Arron then told his

He smiled at her tenderly as he smoothed her hair back “You… You’re the only one I know who would be able to cry and eat yet still look so beautiful that it makes a man’s heart ache.”

“Co-Consciousness, remember? Or were you not paying attention at all during that therapy session? I think it was the one-” he trailed off, looking up, and then he looked at Ryder and smiled sadly, “It was the one right before the accident.”

“Wait have you pictured what I looked like naked?” Totally ignoring fact he could hear her, she knew she was loud, loud and fucking proud.

Lord Fox laughed as he hugged the child close. 'Have you thought about any names for him, Aunt Eliza?'

It was dark out in Central City. Barry’s mom Nora tucked him up and gave him a kiss, she said “sweet dreams my beautiful boy”. Barry went to sleep. A few hours past by. Barry woke up to strange sounds. He saw the water of his fish bowl levitate. It was happening all over his room! He went downstairs and he saw a red and yellow blur. He started screaming because his mom was on the floor with a knife in her heart. In a split second he saw a man in the yellow blur, then he disappeared. His dad, Henry said “run barry run” and out of nowhere he was blocks away from his house.