Short Story

"You were a cute kid," I say aloud to him, smirking at his baffled expression. He was staring down at me with confusion, probably wondering what was happening and what the hell I was doing. I honestly don't even know what I'm doing myself.

The rain couldn’t mask the tears rolling off her cheek staring down at the six foot ground hole. She’s stiff as a board unable to take everything in. An arm comes over her left shoulder, looking at Mark with her dull, watery eyes. “She’s gone.”

The leaves were picked up by the wind and they would gradually descend to the wet grass along with the droplets of rain fell. The glistening drops of water sprinkled the lens of Samantha’s rounded rimmed glasses, so she broke the long gaze in order to clean off her glasses with the sleeve of her hoodie. After she wiped off her glasses, the two both sat at the bench in awkward silence. Both stared in opposite directions in attempt to avoid further awkward contact.

Glendas answer was her pushing harder on the pedal and steering off the dirt road. A sudden shriek filled the air.

“Yeah,” I sighed with doubt. I leaned against the railing of the boat and gazed down at

Both Mark and I both slammed the car doors and walked in opposite directions. One home perched over the glistening sands of Malibu housed a famous rocker who regularly hired my father for album covers.

Kissing the driver good-bye, Marlene Barnes exited the 2011 Malibu and waltzed across the parking lot. The raven-haired beauty with a taste for the finer things in life, unlocked the new, red sports, Mercedes parked in the doctor’s parking lot with the other expensive vehicles. Driving out onto Imperial Highway and down to Highway 74, with her thoughts lingering on the last few hours spent with her lover. Marlene drove faster than usual to get home ahead of Jerry and Andrew. Smiling as she drove into the garage, without seeing Jerry’s car parked in his usual spot. Marlene went into the house, after making a fresh pot of coffee, she sat at the table, she glanced through the mail while waiting for her husband and father-in-law to arrive.

How are we supposed to go in deeper? It’s not like we have a submarine!” “But we do!” Willow exclaimed suddenly. “Huh?” Me and Scarlett asked at the same time. “Well, at least my dad does. He works for the Marine Biology Center, and he can take us down in a submarine!” Willow told us excitedly. “Great! Let’s go!” exclaimed, already running down the driveway. Willow and Scarlett hopped on their bikes that were parked in my driveway, and I got mine out of the garage. Then we set off to the Marine Biology Center.

Cynthia closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she entered the building of her new job. Today was the first day of her new found job. She was a bit nervous, and a little terrified just thinking about how her day was going to go.

There was a small whimper. Harry paused and looked towards the bathroom cursing under his breath. It was Louis he could see the boy's fluffy brown hair through the crack in the door.

state of berserk to further enhance the knowledge of his subconsciousness and self-awareness. He started to mentally prepare himself for battles of the future yet to come. In this perfect berserk state Mascious had found his power and some times glimpses of the future had come to him. It was in these waters glowing blue from natural bioluminescence that seemed to feed from his power and in turn gave him the glowing water to develop his abilities. His mind sometimes flashed back to his younger years when he had taken over the misty mountain and his kingdom of which he now controlled. During his years of servitude to Destroyer Apollyon he had developed a trust in which he was allowed to be close to him in times of vulnerability and when

The low murmuring in our head rises to a shout when we step through the doors of the institution. It's here to help, it's here to help it's here to help it's here to- The voices in our head were suddenly shouting over each other, desperate to have their opinions heard. Were gonna die! Were gonna- Help me! Help m-

A few days after the drop, Marcel drove by to visit the farmhouse—this time during the day and dressed in his Rexist uniform. Inside the farmhouse, he revealed the reason for his visit.

“I really don’t understand what I’m doing right now,” Jared complained. He was working on an extremely difficult math problem that his father had given him.

It seemed that the elevator traveled several floors beneath the facility. Once the doors opened, the lights automatically came on. “Wow, this looks like some type of ancient dungeon,” said Sam. Both were surprised by how old the facility looked. It was as if it had been there for centuries. Dust was on the shelves, and weird writing was on the walls. It was nothing like the upper floors. The two curiously looked around the area until Dean came upon a golden cube-shaped box. The box looked like something out of a sci-fi movie. It had no cords or ports and was oddly heavy. Sam had heard rumors that Lotus was developing a new gaming system that would blow current systems always. “I bet this is the prototype,” Sam said. Both boys were