Mellorine: A Narrative Fiction

“Where are they?” he wondered, tense at the absence of their enemy. “Why aren’t they attacking?”

“Yes, but we’re more flexible targets. First, we’re not as gifted as you. Second, we aren’t a real threat. We don’t have the same brain muscle. Besides, they think they can buy us off with large sums of money to go away.”

"We don't know but they know that if they break the treaty we have the right to attack and end them." Sam said in a deathly calm that left no doubt of his rank as alpha of the pack.

"Well, we're going to try a different tactic to bring the information out of you since nothing else seems to work . . . "

“The Titans have been running the galaxy for the last 500 years. We can’t let them take control of Earth,” Sam said.

Aranloth stared bleakly into the fire. “I don’t know. But if I don’t discover the reason for their increased strength…” he paused, “or the artifact that they’re now using, then I cannot prevent further attacks. They’ll certainly try again. They nearly succeeded this time.”

“All of the radiation that seeps into them. We will be dealing with the radioactive mutants. What happens if we find something that we can’t kill or if we’re attacked overnight?”

The war would come soon. Reinhart knew it intuitively. The air was full of tension, the elan. He left the SRB rooms and hurried down the corridor to his own elaborately guarded office in the Security wing. It wouldn’t be long. He could practically feel the hot breath of destiny on his neck—for him a pleasant feeling. His thin lips set in a humorless smile, showing an even line of white teeth against his tanned skin. It made him feel good, all right. He’d been working at it a long time.

Stepping towards the edge of the building, Lucinda held her hands up towards the sky. As if on cue lighting came down and struck her hands.

Daniel couldn't decide if she could see him fully with all this smoke, but was grateful that she couldn't. He shouldn't have came here – She would've died if you hadn't. He should have sent someone else – No one else would've been as quick, no one would've been able to find her as quick, you know that

I slowly moved aside the brain h to get a better view. "Why do you care about the naries so much? They're just stupid little humans, thinking they're all high and mighty when we can easily kill them."

There was a burning sensation going down her cheeks, they wouldn't stop. And no matter how hard she tried to hold it back she just ended up sobbing harder, taking large stuttering breaths every second. She could barely see, the tears clouded her eyes and she felt oh-so weak.

“We need to make a plan.” Dorian whispered. “We’ll just be wasting energy fighting these things.”

“Oh, I have. We’re attacking the first group they send out. Then the second and the third. The plan is to weaken them, we can’t afford more deaths.”

He took a step around a large tree that had fallen down completely and crushed a small home. “What is your name?”