Short Story Chapter 1

He struggled to find comfort for his back, and couldn’t help wincing. He heaved a sigh of agony and placed his head on the pillow, lied on his back, rather uncomfortably, closed his beady eyes and speechlessly waited for that moment to arrive. Heavy footsteps ware approaching. Their shoes clap rhythmically on the floor.

An entire day went by after the events of encountering the Sangrine Syndicate. Isaac sat outside on the fire escape with Epsilon, both drinking canned soda and soaking up the sun’s rays. Even though they had known each other for a short time, they managed to get along extremely well. Inside, Gerard, Malessica and Claire moved around the kitchen preparing breakfast for everyone. Yuri sat down on the couch, reading one of the books from the table. Sabra laid down in bed, slowly opening her eyes, looking around the bedroom. She sat up in her bed, finding bandages wrapped around her arms and torso, grunting in pain. Placing her index and middle finger on her forehead, she exhaled sharply.

Victor returned to his room and lay back down beside the tousled Angela. As of late, he’d grown weary of her insisting on coming up the backstairs, but she made it worth the effort.

You observed how Springtrap was all bloody and bruised from Yariel's beating. After Shadow Bonnie's explanation, you felt yourself grow bunny ears and teeth. You grew a fluffy tail along with claws, you knew Shadow Bonnie was only offering half of himself since he just couldn't speak to Yariel. Tears streamed down your face as your vision got blurry from the painful wound. You shot a small shadow ball between Springtrap and Yariel which made the both of them shocked.

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.

Lifty huffed, snuffing his cough back into his throat as he chucked Petunia into his bedroom.

I tried to steady myself, with the pain of the wound but I fell back down, my vision going dark. I could hear Sans giving out a small panic while Duke barked repeatedly.

When she got to the dragon’s head she was about ready to faint. All the muscles and bones in her body ached. She jumped and threw threw book down on the dragon’s head with all her might that she had left. It immediately turned into blue dust with a mighty wail from the dragon. Then she recognized the problem, she had nothing to stand or to hold on to. She was falling aimlessly through the air. Buildings getting smaller a she was falling. There was no use to watch. She felt as if everything was in slow motion. She knew that this was the end of her life. There was no tomorrow. She would never go to college or read any more books.She didn’t even get to say goodbye to Joe or to get him back to his family and home inside of the book. If she went down she knew it would be for a heroic cause. Jasmine curled up into a ball and shut her eyes closed thinking about all the good times Joe and

He took in a deep, trembling breath while tears ran down his face. He could feel the wound on his side bleed out as he shifted on the couch. He sucked in his lips and wiped his eyes while the dial tone rang, waiting for Foggy to answer the phone.

“This is it,” Theron said, leaning against the holotable. Everything had been powered down and packed up. All that was left was to pile onto their ships and go their separate ways. Theron had a shuttle standing by, a simple, one-manned vessel to deliver him to his mother’s command ship.

Just then , the door creaked open with a grunt. Mdm Nur walked in with a angry face , her sharp eyes sweeping through the entire class . The class could sense something bad had happened and immediately hushed up . After greeting Mdm Nur , she immediately bursted into her lecture.

From the moment George rolled up in the car next to him, John knew that this night wasn’t going to end well for him.

Xion exited the dark portal with a finished mission report in hand, she gave it to Saïx who registered it in the database. After that, she left the Gray Room, thinking quietly to herself. 'Huh, I finished my mission a lot sooner than I thought and it's too early to go to Beast's Castle and wait for that boy to return. Wonder what I should do 'till then.'

They turned the castle corner to a giant lawn two kilometers long. Flowers of every color lined where the yard and forest met, a decorated border everyone seemed to fear. A wooden fence marked the beginning of the lawn’s plateau, and flattened stones created a biotic footpath into a green valley of nothingness.

Ceri sat in the office chair. Across from her were two people, a male and a female, one manning the computer, the other facing her.