Short Story : A Short Chapter : Chapter 1

“She knows, oh wait—oh yeah, she’s marrying your brother, who would also be a Selkie if you are. So if this actually is true, I would hope she knows. I think my brain just went into overload mode. This information is a lot of weird shit to handle.”

Hinton, an amiable tobacco planter in Virginia, inspected the mill infrequently and trusted him to make an honest trade. There was no way to forecast when loggers would arrive, depending on the weather and the wind and water currents so Matthew remained available year-round. He was tall, burley with bushy, red hair, and freckles that almost connected into a solidly tan face. People never forgot him because his freckles were such an assortment of colors, red, brown, tan, beige, pink, auburn, rust, black, and orange. He entertained visitors with stories of animals and men fighting themselves and each other along with spine-tingling stories about ghosts and Indians that intimidated the settlers. If they were true, it did not matter.

“Just relax and this will all be over soon.” She looked around wondering what was happening and when she looked back to the nurse, the nurse had a syringe in her hand, a firm grip on her upper arm. She tried to get away, but couldn’t. The syringe went into her arm and she promptly fell unconscious.

Naoko coughed nervously and continued, “It’s just an idea but I’d like to at least try it out to see if it’ll even work and since you’re said to be really god with kidō I thought you could help me.”

"Are ye thinking of the climb or something else lass? Besides, electric lights were not invented for another eight-hundred years when this passage-way was built by the original Selkie clan."

“I’m afraid I don’t understand. Have we met?” She questioned, doing her best to sound innocent.

Kylo had returned to his sanctum, his personal quarters. A great many thoughts and emotions were swirling around in the Commander's mind. Far more than he could voice in a single conversation. He was excited beyond words to have finally found a way to destroy the Rebellion, excited to see just how strong Zyra were and could be. But all of that excitement were overshadowed by other emotions, new emotions. Desire. Lust. Attraction. New emotions that had surfaced only hours previous, when he felt the warmth of another being finding it's way to his very core. Just being near his new apprentice sent shivers down his spine. It fueled him, fueled his power. He could feel himself more powerful now than yesterday just because of a few short but

"Well there's a few key things you forgot," I countered with a grin. "You were the one telling me to do and you were the one who pushed me off."

He opens his eyes to an unfamiliar view—there is a blue-toned light hitting against the shadowed ebony metal siding. He hits his head from the van driving over a bump, "Ow..." he gently rubs the affected area.

“I did it!” Allen exclaimed, but it soon starts disappearing. Becoming back to small particles.

The brunette with the wavy hair and thick hips leaned the pole against a tree and seemed to be looking right at me. “A little help?”

I shook my head back and forth really quickly not knowing what to do. Kuerto pinched the bridge of his nose frustrated before he began walking in the opposite direction.

“Follow me. I’ve improved things around here while you were gone… I have a place you can put her.”

''What are we going to do?'' Panicked Cisco, helplessly looking in horror the Dominator's ship slowly, but surely going down. ''Can't you use the ship's tracker to keep it away from Earth? Long enough to get inside?'' He quickly inquired to Sara.

“Okay, you are dismissed, if you have any questions or concerns, please don’t hesitate, come straight to me.”