Creative Writing : A Short Story

Logan flicked on his flashlight and pointed it to the ground, “ It looks like there are footprints going towards the tunnel”.

Sabra sighed deeply. “How disappointing. Without information on the man in charge, we only have the highest ranking members to deal with. So this is a start of a plan, Malessica tell me all of their abilities right now. If we can learn about their abilities, we can fight against them with an idea with what we’re getting into when the time comes.”

“My name is Ada. My mom went missing in action last year, and is most likely dead. I am very nervous about this.” they all went silent including Elizabeth and Kathleen who as Ada noted were very giggly and chatty. The all looked

“How did you know where the meeting would be?” she asked after getting her thoughts together. “Did the Alliance contact you while I was gone

"My parents are not here." Akki spoke lower than he originally had, lying though his teeth. The boy eyes widen realized what he had done. Dragging Akki out of the crowd, the female followed behind.

“You must be Kate. I’m David, one of the first to escape from the force fields. In fact, everyone you see here are escapees. Anyway, it’s great to meet you.” he said enthusiastically.

“Well Perry is acting very strange, Meghan and Lani are acting very suspicious and of course Sam and Jim are dead.”, Watson replied.

“Who did you get to do the work Alessandra and how did you find them? Pretty clear what I’m asking sweetheart.” I look into her eyes waiting for answers.

“I can’t remember,” Jane said, looking at the label. “Kate’s got so much stuff. Open it, and have a look.”

“Then how do you explain all the things that still happen to them now?” Savannah then asked me now sounding implacable.

“Samantha,” I said as I quickly walked up to her. “Elliot, welcome back, I’m glad to see you made it.”

Donovan had lapsed into silence too, staring out the window. She worried he was concerned about the meeting to come. She reached out and touched his hand. He flashed his eyes at her. She did not read the worry she expected but a boyish humor.

Again, the dark laughter echoed in her head. Shit, shit, shit. She was so damn stupid, so bloody arrogant. In spite of the sunglasses she wore to lessen the risk of overstimulation to her senses, the lenses were no safeguards against the weighted stares of the people on the bus, and Tung wasn’t here acting as a buffer.

“No, honey. We just waned to tell you at the right time. Please calm down. If you want to know anything about them just ask, okay? We are here for you.”

“What do you mean he’s after my son?” Angela said, demanding Katelyn to answer her. “What does Liam have to do with this? I’m the one who screwed up. I’m the one who messed up man’s belief system.”