American Teens Against Crime

Chapter One It’s been one week since the explosion, Granger, his men and I are planning to go to their safehouse in the city and find Faber. They said that Faber has rearranged the meeting there, I find it hard to believe, the city would be the last place to go right now considering we are all “fugitives”. Once we set foot onto the pavement we stared in horror, the whole city was burned to a crisp. Cars were charred, some buildings had collapsed, the city seemed barren, and it was so quiet you

She smelled the ashes before she heard the screams fill the building. Burning red flames quickly spread all throughout the library. The fire caught on to all the books and burned across the shelves. As the fire alarms sounded, the the people trampled and pushed each other out the door. Dashing out of the building in a panic, everyone selfishly ran for their lives. ~Two hours earlier~ It was a fiercely hot Saturday in June. Her friends were all having fun, hanging out in the warm weather together

Edge of Death Once upon a time there was a village called Saint Town. In that town there was a eighteen year old boy named Parker. Parker’s dad was the keeper of the village. A keeper is the one who watches over the village. One day, there was a rumor that went around about a rare creature called a frogast, a huge kind of frog that can eat a man alive, so he ran into the forest looking for some. So Parker ran out in the forest then ran up a tree and spotted a frogast. He threw a kunai at the large

By the eighth treatment, he’d grown accustomed to the white-hot, blinding pain. As she had said, he was stronger — strong enough to punch a hole through a cinderblock wall. He was faster, and if Nol focused on the task, he could sharpen his hearing to where he heard plants growing. And his sense of smell had changed to where it was keener than a bloodhound’s. Furthermore, as the Doc promised, injury meant nothing to him. She tested it in different ways. Being shot caused his skin to itch as it healed

Daniel and Tam exited the elevator and entered the hotel’s hallway. The walk lasted. They passed doors, each the same, the only difference a number on a sign, the carpet below embroidered with fractal flowers, crushed by their footsteps, but still blooming. He saw the hallway as reflection of itself, cast in dual mirrors, and extended into infinity; flowers growing into eternity, choice held in palms gripping infinite handles, doors hiding the possibility of eternity. Forever they walked until they

The first thing she realized as she opened her eyes was the darkness and the lack of oxygen in the air. "Hah...hah...gh!" The air screeched with every breath she took. Her chest tightened, lungs filled with dead stench and dirt. "Hah! Hah! Ugh! Ugh..." The dirt, how did it get there in the first place? She coughed it up few times, trying to get them out. Her tongue tasted wet earth. She wondered if few creatures had made their way into her throat. The thought made her shudder in disgust. "Ugh

He sat down and allowed himself a short pull from the waterbag. He scanned the desert, looked up at the sun, which was now sliding down the far quadrant of the sky. He got up, removed his gloves from his belt, and began to pull devil-grass for his own fire, which he laid over the ashes the man in black had left. He found the irony, like the romance of his thirst, bitterly appealing. He did not use the flint and steel until the remains of the day were only the fugitive heat in the ground beneath

grandmother, great-aunts, and finally their mother’s transient sister, Sylvie. While Ruth is generally passively accepting of the care or lack thereof that she receives from these women, no matter how unconventional, Lucille purposefully sets herself against Sylvie. After existing outside of the boundaries that society imposes for the majority of her adult life, Sylvie is unable to provide the structured normality to which Lucille so desperately cleaves. In their own methods of seeking happiness, Sylvie

Sarah did, she analyzed, understood every single decision but it wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted him to say it. “Okay, then. I was only a little older than you when we were given the assignment to train class Aries-only this time instead of recruiting people, we were going to raise a unit. The goal was to raise loyal, lethal soldiers from infancy because we had problems with some of the recruited. Their loyalties had once been somewhere else and we couldn’t have everyone leave when all hell broke

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