Creative Writing: The Basilisk Pretence

“Some people say I was lucky to survive, other will say I deserved it for the choice I made. I’m here to say I was lucky, it’s never ok to say your life isn’t worth living even at your worst you can always look forward tomorrow will come and if you put your mind to it you’ll see that anything is possible.” – Stephen McGregor Professional Paralympian

So my diary, I will not allow this to persist any longer. The animal has gone too far without her reigns. Innocent lives are being taken by its bloodlust; she is heedlessly killing people. I must elucidate the animal’s ill wishes and prevent the loss of my dear God-blessed wife, even if I must die for her. This, I promise to you.

It was at the peak of the night’s darkness, fog covered the kingdom. The town was fast asleep, the King and his thanes were also out cold. There was an eerie sense in the air. It had almost been too long without any commotion. The kingdom, at the top of the Food chain, hadn’t been attacked for nearly two years now.

Everyone continued with their lives, the simple notice of an enemy rising seemed to slip their sights. Until the day that it happened. A monster from the depths below, one that no one had ever imagined to exist, tore its way through the settlement before leaving with some of the remaining humans. Those that were Hunters from a Tribe followed it, finding the bodies of their fellow survivors lifeless in the woods not far from the settlement. This was the beginning of their true

Back in the main level of the factory, Wolf and Fox find Hawk lying on the ground, pale and unresponsive, his bulletproof vest next to him and the edges of a red stain showing around a wad of gauze. A soldier that Fox assumes is N-Unit's medic kneels next to him, along with Snake and Coyote. The three medics are talking frantically among themselves. The rest of N-Unit hovers nervously nearby; the rest of H-Unit is nowhere to be seen. Dust particles dance through the beams of sunlight from the holes where windows used to be, giving the whole scene a strangely dreamy air.

“Yes I am dad.” Kevin screaming at the top of his lungs,” Mr.Cromwell needs to go!” While Howie and Kevin argued ,Cromwell was over there eating Kevin’s breakfast, waffles. It was too late, Howie and Kevin turned around ,the waffles were gone.Kevin and Howie went straight over to doggy daycare. Cromwell had stayed 1 hour knowing he wanted to leave.

The driver, Cecilia Blair, of vehicle 1 was traveling north through the intersection of N. State St. and Flint St. when she had a collision with vehicle 2. The driver, Jacqueline Muir, of vehicle 2 was heading west on Flint St. when she was struck by vehicle 1.

They shoved past me and headed towards my car. They didn’t get far, though. Buddie jumped out of the front door and bit the first one on the arm. He screamed bloody murder and ran back into the brush. The other one ran at me, but Buddie bit him in the leg, and he too ran off, yelling to high heaven. The leader aimed his shotgun at Buddie, and Buddie sprinted at him. The leader tried to pull the trigger, but he never got the chance. A figure behind him thwacked him across the head, and he slumped to the ground.

The howls of swaying leaves cut through the grisly night. The only light ascended from the moon, though it was barley visible amidst the trembling towers of trees. Branches of wrinkled wooden limbs creaked and groaned as they swayed to the sound of the wind’s whispered secrets. Exposed, contorted roots sprung from the ground desperately trying to escape from the ravenous demons that dragged them down to a more hellish fate. Tortured screams of those doomed to a punishment of fire and brimstone erupted from within the deafening quakes of the woodlands, and the deep cackles of a hag could be heard faintly after.

That had happened so fast that the lion limped off but in the morning Patterson followed the blood trail, and then he found the huge beast dead and he had saved the men but there was the other lion and after he killed both of them and all of the remaining men were all happy and they also finished the railway and then they all went back to their country’s.

But two clever protesters hid. Their names were Rambé and Ambé. They ran away out of sight, not even their supporters knew. The reason? They found a lost book full of curses and hexes. They found out the whole middle of the forest was cursed, by who you might ask, NekoRūrā. She wanted power, so she cursed herself. It then spread to the animals, then the forest itself. You might ask also, how did they find out? Before they went out they grabbed a special gem that can tell the story of the hexers by the directions of the curse. The gem just needed to be placed on

It was looking around the tower with deep, sunken eyes wild with anger, trying to figure out where the gasp had come from. Its face was very pale and its teeth ragged and yellow. The hair that had looked wild when it was blowing in the wind, looked very tame and hung around the creature’s shoulders perfectly. The feminine figure had been almost completely drowned out by the ratty clothes that hung on the slender body.

Feeling the heat on my skin, I sat there staring at the fire. I watched as all the women in my village worked together to cook dinner. Hearing the laughter and conversations between everyone is what I loved. Looking out at the moon and listening to the sounds of the Everglades. I was pulled away from my thoughts when I heard my grandmother’s scream. We all looked over and saw her running towards us in a panic. She tried to tell us what happened, but all I heard was “It looked at me.” The men in our village had just returned and were quick to get their guns. So frightened, I ran to my chickee hut to get my older sister, but I stopped in my tracks. Right in my path was the large beast and looking at me.

Once the two friends are at the lake they start to play and swim in the water. Then, Chim Chim sees humans in the forest and does not know who or what they are. He does not start to worry, but he is a little confused on why these “strange creatures” are here.

The wind moved the long grass and was usually quiet this time of night, but there was a disturbing feeling for Eloy as he returned to the feast. The people continued throughout the night with High Chief Haugen joining as Princess Bayleigh lead the group of warriors patrolling outside tall walls of the wolf clan camp. Without warning a small pack of wild beasts appeared amongst the people and High Chief Haugen. “Guards!!!” High Chief Haugen shouted over the fearful screams of the people and deep bellowing roars coming from the wild beasts as they lunged and sunk their claws and long sharp fangs into the people trying to escape. Princess Bayleigh and her warriors began to through spears and use sharp blades to protect their high chief and