Mystery

Planet Tetro ~ Page 55
When they first walked into my room we all smiled at first . We couldn't hold back the joy of seeing each others faces after losing in a battle so bad . Then the smiles faded and we started to talk . Bulls Eye was the first one to break the silence out of us three . “ Man , we sure got our asses handed to us by that robed guy . It turns out that we were all saved by the village chief ! “ That statement surprised me , the village chief was tough but he wasn’t necessarily known for his fighting capabilities . Then while he was laughing out loud and noticing the shock on my face . Bulls Eye then continued on to explain . “ It turns out that the guy loved the shape of the chiefs head ! He told the chief he loved his head but that he hated our buildings for having imperfect angles . He then ran off and left the village without saying another word . We got beat up by a weirdo guys , we were completely annihilated .”
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 54
I woke up in the village hospital . Damn I thought . I’m getting tired of having to wake up in random places . I was glad to see Goldy was in my room . Other than that I was still confused as to what was going on . Seeing her made me feel okay though . Then I remembered that I was in the middle of a fight . Not anymore though , the last thing I remembered was me getting ready for an attack . I must have been knocked out . I was relieved that he didn’t kill me though . I still had so many questions and concerns . The first words that I said to Goldy as she smiled from noticing me waking up was . “ Thanks for being here for me . I have been thinking about you for days . My journey has been long and tough . My friends that were fighting besides me though , how is Bulls Eye and John doing ? “ .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Circus: Hells Kitchen Chapter 1
Prayer Amira wakes up in her bed rubbing her eyes. She yawned as she knocked on the coffin on the other side of the room. “Jr, it’s morning. Get up or mom’s gonna be mad.” The coffin slightly opened, “Fiiiiiiiine.” a skeleton sluggishly came out the coffin. Amira kissed the skull after it rolled away from the body. Jr began to take on his human form while stretching. Amira told him how excited she was to get to help him and Avery plan the acts for the upcoming Circus. Jr didn’t react much to her excitement outside of the occasional smile.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Fiction
I See You
While performing Yoga, Darlene somehow put herself into a very deep wide eyed open trance. She drifted through a maze of sounds and patterns like you see on TV shows like Dr. Who (when he is time traveling). When she came to or thought she had come to herself, she was not on her Yoga mat or in her home. She could hear sounds like her TV she had left on in the family room of her home. Her next door neighbor working on a car in his driveway and cars driving up and down her street. She could even hear the music playing from one of the car radios. She walked a few steps to her right and nothing except bright white space. When she reached out and she felt nothing, not warm, cold, wet or dry, soft or hard.
By Hadayai Majeed aka Dora Spencer3 years ago in Fiction
The Yellow Hibiscus Chapter 20
"He's one of us." I swayed back to Mr. Willoby, vitriol dripping from every word. "How did the fire start?" I questioned again. Shifting my gaze quickly from Willoby to Special Agent Wells, searching for any hidden agenda between them. I was hoping too that they couldn't sense my increased pulse. The memory of Juan and the fire the diamond in my possession had started were rupturing something inside me.
By Annelise Lords 3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 53
At the perfect time a young medic came running to escort the elderly couple . She was going to make sure that they were okay . I looked around and then took off running towards the direction I could see some fighting going on . Bulls Eye and John followed me without having to say a word . We then arrived to a small clearing in between some tall business buildings . It was near the center of the town . We also saw several guards laying on the ground defeated . They had to be at least unconscious .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 52
Me and John both looked back at Bulls Eye with a very surprised look on our faces . We knew very well that he was lethal , but we didn’t know that he was that savage . I guess through out these battle we will definitely be learning more about each other . Through out the thick and then . Trials and tribulations of our adventures . I thought about sending a message with my last container but I decided against it . Even though we wouldn’t be getting back until tomorrow , we weren’t that far from Greencrest .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
MR.Violence: The HitchHiker
Five Days Ago. Raphael Jameson aka MR. Violence is an honorable Vietnam Veteran who is considered a hero with multiple awards and honors had become a professor at Victoria College in Victoria, Texas enjoying teaching young minds about Psychology and English Literature until A Series of brutal murders around campus. Raphael was recruited by a Texas Detective who was impressed by his Vietnam record to help track down the killer and also profile him.
By Victor Robinson II3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 51
As the wind from Bulls Eye’s magical blow started to roar violently in a massive circle . It started to build up like a small twister . Suddenly the mist was being rapidly blown away . At once , our enemies were finally spotted ! The first thing that I noticed was that I was right about my first hunch . The fish guy was falling to the ground when our bat enemies caught him in the knick of time . I saw the last bits of cloud that got blown away . Our fish enemy was riding on a cloud in the mist ! They were tracking us using our sounds that we made with our feet . The loud sounds I described before , of us sloshing around . While they were primarily while being silent in the air themselves . The bat guy using his wings that made no sound when he flapped . The fish guy somehow creating a cloud to float on using water magic . It's a frightening strategy to have to deal with , but we have no choice .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 50
The ground beneath us started to become damp and wet . Everything including the air became very moist . The air gradually became thick and misty . The thick mist made it impossible to see in front of us for more than 4 feet . It was also impossible for us to take quiet steps . As the ground became muddy and wet . Each step that we took was making a loud slush sound . Painting a loud target on our backs .
By Terrence3 years ago in Fiction
A macabre profession
I crept into the crypt intent upon a grim and grizzly task. Having scaled the walls of the cemetery after darkness and prized open the door to the vault, I crouched just inside, silently waiting and listening for any movement outside. I could hear nothing but the wind in the distant trees and saw no sign that my nocturnal visit had been noticed. Leaving the door open a fraction, I cautiously covered the crack with my coat before lighting a small dip and venturing further inside. I did not want any patrolling rozzer to look through the graveyard gates and notice a flickering light from within.
By Raymond G. Taylor3 years ago in Fiction
The Last Guardian
There is no creature that walks amongst the magical realm more glorious and majestic as the Feather-Winged Snow Dragon. He boasts elegant angel-like wings that span nearly four hundred feet across. (For you mortals, that would be larger than the length of your esteemed football field.) His scales, a white pearl that shimmer in the sunlight revealing an iridescent snowflake pattern unique to each scale, hence the name Snow Dragon. His face is covered in icy blue tines, and two large light blue horns protrude from the top of his head. His eyes are like fire contrasting the cool colored details of his form. Staring into the eyes of the Snow Dragon feels somewhat hypnotic as if he were reaching into your soul, delicately touching all the soft spots.
By Ali Love3 years ago in Fiction