Short Story

door from the rear building, a locked door where he had hoped to wangle his way in.

He came to a turn in the corridor and tried to move to the right, but his momentum was greater than he had thought and he had to grab the corner of the wall to keep from going on by. That swung him around, and his sprained ankle slammed agonizingly against the

He stopped, Sasuke appeared on top top of their blood covered bodies, his blood red eyes were luminous.

Lena jumped when the door flew upon, cracking the translucent glass. Two large, armed gunman entered her office, their weapons trained on her body. She sat calmly, despite every nerve in her body screaming to run, to scream, or to cry. But she held it together, looking at the men for a brief moment more before continuing to strike out more

Blue light from his glove flickered at the edge of her vision, and the smell of fulgur filled the air. Before he could surge however, there was another crack. Something whizzed through the air above her, and Brunian roared in pain, red spraying from his shoulder.

Levi checked his phone, still no message from Hannah. He pursed his lips, it probably slipped her mind to text him back. Typical Hannah.

The close confines of the narrow corridor gave Andreas the heebie-jeebies. He’d rather walk the foyer of Bossman’s Netherworld pad. With colossal black columns, razor-sharp shards hanging from the ceiling and devil-red eyes in the darkness tracking his steps and Hellhounds lazing in a sulfuric reek. Better than lemon-scented polish, the smell of carpet shampoo and insulated white walls guiding him to a door marked, Private.

I was only eight. You were nine. And Rayne was born that year. I worry that he will be lost and vulnerable without us,” Anna said.

Have you ever heard the sharp pinging sound of the find my iphone alert? Well, imagine hearing that sharp pinging sound while you’re driving around at one in the morning. Oh, wait. I forgot to mention the most important part, my parents didn’t know I was out driving around with a bunch of friends at one in the morning. Keep in mind, the only people who can ping my phone from find my iphone are, my mom, dad, and brother. Immediately as the sound filled my ears, my heart stopped and my stomach dropped. Was this just a nasty prank that my brother decided to play on me? Although my mind was trying to convince myself it was, deep down in the pitch black pit of my stomach, I knew it wasn’t. I couldn’t even think of

Once upon a time animals could talk. When god gave Adam and Eve the privilege to roam around the garden and to eat off any tree except for the tree with the apples, he gave animals the same privilege except for, he gave them something extra. God gave animals the right to talk and walk, but under one condition, he said “You disobey me once then I take one of your privileges away”. All the animals were good and respectful to God and obeyed all his wishes except for one which was Mace the monkey. Mace the monkey felt like he didn't have to listen to anyone but himself, he didn't want anyone controlling him, Mace wanted to take god's spot so he tried to think of a plan on how he could do so.

Jake drew his second Colt and twisted in the saddle. Under his vest, blood dripped from his wound, streaking the side of his pants. The choppy beat of his pulse increased with each jarring breath, but memories of his brother's lifeless body, too vivid even now to accept, fanned his rage.

When the others arrived, they congregated in the radio room to wait for a message. It did not take long for a coded message to arrive.

He decided to run behind the big sheet of metal that was laid against a wall. Luckily he was short enough to fit behind it without showing any part of his body.

rugged and resounding around his head. Slowly he pulled back the door inviting the light from the

Lincoln grimaced as he hit the wall. Normally he would bounce off it and fall to the floor. However, the beam of light kept him plastered against the wall. With his eyes still covered by his hands, he screamed at the