Nammi: A Short Story

“I heard what you said, fool. Wherever this assassin is, I want you and an army of twenty other guards to hunt him down. Do whatever you can.” Her voice was not delicate anymore, as anger rose from her.

Waves crashed into the small hull, her tiny voice being drowned out by the sound of it. Between the lighting flashes, she sees the two adults race along the boat, securing belongings that had come loose. Her brother sits near her, frightened and crying, yet somehow comforting as her tiny hands cling to his fur. The rain whipped around them, blown about by fierce winds, and she covered her head to protect against the stinging droplets. Another crack echoed in her ears, but this one was not accompanied by thunder. Water rushed over her feet as the hull bent into strange new shapes around her. Another crash of lightning revealed nothing but the now illuminated night sky, roiling with the dark clouds of the storm. Then the cold overwhelmed her, the current dragging her away from her sibling and under the water. Spinning recklessly, she flailed in the depths until the darkness set in, mercifully quieting

“Well, I was wondering why the prisoners were so thin, I could see their bones, and why they were just working in silence, instead of protesting.” I answered.

Nammi waited to see if Lindsey had anything else to say, but soon stepped back as the other woman seemed to rethink things and retreat a bit. Namid didn't want to have to fight the people around her, hell they already had enough on their hands. So if she didn't have to, she wasn't going to. Taking a breath Nammi turned away and refocused on their current series of shitty circumstances.

“That was a dog. These will be people. Living, talking human beings.” She slows her pace, marching beside me. “Can you take another person’s life if yours is threatened or will you freeze?”

"Ohhh man." She whined to herself as she looked up at the bulkhead and ran her hands through her golden locks. Pulling her own hair in frustration she thought about what sort of punishment she was about to receive for violating a direct order.

Look stop trying. Talk me out or this bounty.” I give two shits what they use you for. I ain’t got caps and I need them. So unless ya payin more I don’t want to hear it.” Nyame shoved the large bulky male in to the shabby, makeshift bar. The man was taller than her, so she cautiously kept the warned out double barrel deep into his spine. Although it had proven useless when it came to this bounty. The man clearly knew he was wanted alive; so he tested her strength every damn chance he got. The first time he tried was when she attempted to arrest him on the outskirts of another town.

Hana broke through the small huddle of marines and leaped into my arms. I swung her around in a circle before placing her back down on the ground. We got the attention of a few techs and Spartans. They all looked to see what was going on.

Hola Ken! Hope you have begun well the week, that you are ok and your leg is feeling much better now.

WILLIAM stood at the crest of a valley and stared down over his orchard. The trees stretched out in both directions in long, perfectly straight rows. The sun cut a path through thin, wispy tendrils of fog, and shimmered off morning dew that clung to the leaves and grass; the entire orchard glimmered. The apple trees reminded William of his former students at Beacon Academy, attentively arrayed before him, hanging on his every word. A crisp, late-October breeze swept across the valley, offering a subtle hint at the approaching winter chill. The trees were bursting with red and green apples, the branches bowing under the weight of the bounty. Men and women moved methodically between the rows, using three point ladders to reach the upper branches.

“I want to find a way out of this mess!” Ava thought to herself, she wanted freedom, so she

The doe screamed as it fell, letting out something of a warning to the other animals in the area; but it was no use. She was already dead, and Milawen didn't need more than one to survive for a few days. After that, Milawen would no longer be a threat to them, and it would be just as easy as it was today.

Well, I have met someone like that and that someone is my Giraffe. You may know her as Nevaeh Darden. Nevaeh has been my best friend since the second semester of seventh grade.This is how it all started.

He goes by many a name. In fact he has forgotten most of them. Though they say there's no time like the present. You may address him as Shinn. Shinn rather enjoys the life of a cartoon character. From a Prince of Monkey-like aliens to an mighty Hero with a rather QUIRKY lifestyle. Shifting and molding his voice like some sort of ruggishly handsome cup of puddy. Why does he do this? A wise question for such a beautiful person such as yourself. Shinn does this because it comes easy to him. A source of joy and a core of absolute energy.Shinn has been fixated and attached to entertainment boxes such as Televisions for as long as he can remember. From dancing and singing foods to a exchange student in a school for animals. Shinn has even taken his

Maria was a very smart girl that got bullied by a girl name Jawanna. She was very scared of her that she would do anything for her. In the story, it stated that Jawanna told Maria to give her, her brownie and she gave it to her. After Jawanna left, Maria’s friend Jessica told Maria that she needed to stand up to Jawanna and Maria said “yea right.” Later on in class, Jawanna had asked Maria for her pencil and she let her borrow it. At the end of class, Jawanna gave Maria her pencil back but it was broke into pieces. When Maria was about to leave the classroom, Ms. McMillan had asked her could she speak to her and Maria said yes. Ms. McMillan told Maria how she used to get bullied by this lady named Carrie Carter. After Maria was finish talking