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Omnipotent
The expression upon my face remained blank. “Do whatever needs to be done, to bring them here.” I said knowingly as I stared off into the snow covered forest. The slight breeze ran through my hair, as a few strands danced across my face. “As you wish” Floric responded, somewhat concerned and confused, but never questioning my order. I never broke my gaze as I continued watching the clusters of snow flakes fall from the dimly lit sky while I heard the pitter patter of his paws, as he ran off into the distance, headed North while in his ascended form. It only seemed like minutes before Polue, alone, had appeared at the required destination; only I was no where to be found. Confused, he called out my name, only to have me appear quietly behind him as I whispered into his ear “You’re a fool.” My breath sent chills down his spine, but before he could even begin to bring himself to muster any words, let alone move, I quickly wrapped my left arm around his chest pulling him tightly against me as I took out my blade from underneath my cloak; stabbing it into the right side of his neck. He gasped and began to choke on his own blood, gurgling and unable to breathe, just as quickly as I had stabbed him, I pulled the dagger back out; almost beheading him in the process as the blood spewed from his jugular, staining the ground a dark crimson color. I watched his body fall into the snow, all the while the blank expression remained on my face. I heard an intense gasp directly behind me as I turned around slowly to find Kalib standing there in disbelief. His face was as white as a ghost, stricken with fear as he proclaimed in terror “What have you done?!” I smiled then, slowly stepping forward in his direction. His dark green eyes stared into my twinkling blue, yet, somehow soulless eyes. Almost entranced as they were widened with despair, he then fell to his knees. He couldn’t seem to speak as he glanced at Polue’s lifeless body then back at me. Standing before him, I looked down at him disgusted, grasping him tightly by his neck, I stared into his eyes and whispered “Now you know.” His pupils dilated as a tear rolled down his cheek, stabbing him just underneath his belly button, I then dragged the knife upwards, into his diaphragm. The blood poured not only from his stomach, but from his mouth as he cried out in immense pain, attempting to raise his hands in order to stop me, but he was too late. I watched with a smile as his body began to tremble, the heart ache and treachery written all over his face. The excitement sparking within me as I watched the life in eyes begin to fade. Just as they did I closed my eyes, opening my mouth slightly, it was almost orgasmic as I heard him asphyxiate on his own blood. Pulling the blade out, he fell to his side as his last breath escaped his lips and just as he did, I opened my eyes slowly and I glanced up to see Floric standing there, frozen in his tracks. Tilting my head slightly in awe as our eyes met, it seemed like a life time as we both stood there, not saying a word. I smiled wildly as I said to him “Always remember, love makes you weak.” Stepping over Kalib’s dead body as I wiped my blade clean, I walked past Floric as he briefly nodded, still shocked at what he had just witnessed. He stood there for a moment, looking at Polue and then back at Kalib. His mouth began to quiver, but just as it did, it then formed into an iniquity filled smile as he looked up towards the now dark sky. He closed his eyes, letting the sensation flood his body and mind. Nothing but silence could be heard. For he finally understood.
By Reagan Jensen6 years ago in Horror
Fragile State of Mind
I could feel him watching, waiting… as I stood there with my eyes fixed upon the ground. There was nothing but silence between us, nothing but a lost look on my face; engulfed by the reality of things. My own nightmare. I could feel a slight breeze gently trickle its way across the surface of my skin. I looked up then, to find him staring at me with a blank but yet stern look on his face. My lips quivered ever so slightly as I tried to find the right words, our eyes interlocking as if he could see deep within my soul. “I know the truth” he quietly spoke. Looking away for a brief moment and then back up at him, only a fraction of pain beamed from my eyes as I responded “You’re wrong”. Unaffected by what I had said, he shook his head slightly back and forth continuing on “You can’t free yourself from this corrupted thought because a part of you knows it to be true. It will take over, from that very moment the doubt ignited itself. You do not fit that mold. You’re independence drives you into a life of solitude”. I scoffed at him, feeling his words pierce their way through my heart. The resentment building its way up, the anger emerging, you could hear the pain in my voice “No, it’s not, it can’t be. Besides, that was then, this is now”. He took a step closer, reaching his hand out to cup my face. I quickly turned away but he grabbed me gently, slowly pulling my face towards his. Our eyes met once again and at that moment I held my breath. He spoke with manipulative wisdom, the tone in his voice never changing “Why do you remain in a fist full of lies? It is in your blood and you know that, so don’t try and change something you cannot”. My breathing quickened, I could feel the knots in my stomach intensify, I tried to be strong, but the tears slowly filled my eyes. Feeling his hurtful words bury themselves deep within my mind. “This is so much different, can you not feel it?”. He ran his fingers across my cheek, the disappointment showing itself upon his face, but I could see the deceit screaming in his beautiful eyes. “Stop trying to fight it. You know why you were put here, and to see you completely intertwined by these remote feelings makes me second guess your true abilities. You’re blinded by this foolishness”. My body felt numb by his touch, he was corrupting every thought and feeling. Squeezing my eyes shut in confusion, attempting to block out every negative aspect that tried to drown me in doubt and sorrow. But I felt it spread throughout every corner of my mind, unable to break free from such tragedy a tear ran down the side of my face as I tried to pull away from him, but in turn, he only held me tighter. I couldn’t bring myself to scream at him but he could hear the pain in my voice as I said “Don’t do this to me, not now”. Although my eyes remained shut I could see him smiling with empowerment. He leaned in then, feeling his breath against my neck, my body began to shake as his intoxicating words quietly whispered “You are not meant to feel this way. You know what needs to be done”. I could feel every touch, every word slowly slip through the cracks of my already damaged heart, as if it were a poison filling my veins, I felt weak, my mind clouded; delusional. He slowly brought me to my knees as I whispered back in sheer disbelief “This can’t be happening”. Hearing the heart wrenching weakness upon my voice he let my body go as I fell onto my side. The tears streamed down my face; silently sobbing to myself I stumbled with my words “No… please, no”. Standing over me, he smiled that deceitful smile. His face had iniquity written all over it. He knew he was winning. Slowly taking over, I felt the flame within myself dim. He was the one thing holding me together and the one thing that was tearing me apart. I just couldn’t escape.
By Reagan Jensen6 years ago in Horror
CJL horror Review of Sabrina the teenage Witch
This is a review for season 3 of Sabrina the Teenage Witch The Netflix series. Season 3 starts off where season 2 ended, Sabrina's boyfriend Nick is trapped in hell. Sabrina has found out that she is Satan's daughter and now she has to deal with the consequences. Of dethroning the king. And making Lilith the queen of hell.
By CJL Stories6 years ago in Horror
CJL Review of Two Sentence Horror Stories
This is a review for season 1 of two sentence horror stories. It was recently uploaded to Netflix And I re-watched it. I originally watched it on the CW when it first aired. But I admit I was late and I missed the first three episodes so I was excited when I saw It was added to Netflix.
By CJL Stories6 years ago in Horror
Guardian
I knew my fate had been chosen for me then. Through all the misery and heartache I had lost almost everything along the way. He stood behind me, watching me closely as we stood in silence gazing over the cliffs edge at the world under us. Quietly, as if almost a whisper he said “I hope you know what you’re doing.” I didn’t look at him, I remained staring off into the distance, my expression blank but in my voice you could hear the determination “I may have lost so much, but it was for all the right reasons. With everything comes sacrifice. And unlike them, they cannot understand what it is that I must accomplish.” A slight breeze emerged through the trees as it slowly twisted through the strands of my hair. Turning around to face him, he nodded knowingly but as I walked past him towards the depths of the forest his face turned to sadness. He wanted to stop me, but he knew it was what I had to do. I could feel the tears well up in my eyes as I ran for dear life towards the shadowy figure below. The wind twisted and twined its self through my hair as my heart raced in agony. My mind screamed at me to run, to let it all go, but my heart begged to fight. I let out a scream of traumatizing pain as I inched my way closer to the death filled creature that was crouched over something I could not see. And at that moment, as I swung my hand back, time seemed to slow down as it turned to face me roaring out an ear piercing sound. The confusion and hurt beamed in my eyes as I recognized the creature. It was my guardian. The saliva fell from the tips of its teeth, its mouth remained agar full of blood, snarling viciously just moments away from the grasp of its jaws. Hitting it across the face it fell to its side, I could feel the anger running through my veins and as if a knife had run its blade through the core of my heart. Looking down, it was then that I realized my heart stopped and my eyes froze when I saw his limp body lying in a pool of blood, motionless; I stared into his lifeless eyes. I felt my heart sink, holding my breath I felt the heartache take over, the tears falling from my eyes, I screamed out in despair “NO!” Falling to my knees, I cupped his face in my hands. Hearing a deep, trembling snarl from behind me I stopped for a moment, my eyes still fixed upon his handsome face. I spoke sternly, but you could hear the hurt of betrayal in my voice “Why?!” I cried “You took everything from me, and for what, to see me suffer? I finally found all that I needed” I shrieked then as I spun around “AND YOU!! You took it from me!!!” The creatures blood red eyes looked into mine with triumph, proud of what it had done. It growled deeply as its demonic voice spoke back “I suppose it was only a matter of time, but you never had anything, from the very beginning you were used and fooled.” It smiled at me then, its black fur raised amongst its muscled body. Gasping in disbelief as if almost unable to speak “You were the only one I had, you stood by me and taught me all that I know, you encouraged me and stayed by me throughout my whole life and now, now that I found what you always told me to look for, you take him from me!” Raising my voice in anger I spat “You were never my friend, nor my guardian; you were always on their side. Even after all the years you protected me, you lied to me… you deceived me!” It took one large paw forward until it was only a hairs length looking down at me, its claws glistening in the daylight, the blood falling from its jaws as it grinned evilly. My eyes red from the tears, the sadness had overwhelmed me as I continued to stare at it in disbelief. I could feel the pain rushing through my body, I felt broken beyond repair as I slowly reached my hand out to place it on the side of the creatures face. I looked at the ruffled fur between my fingers as I looked back into its crimson eyes and quietly spoke “I always loved you” and as if my words had punctured it, I could see the grin on its face slowly fade and the anger in its eyes turn to remorse. Gently patting the side of its face lovingly I stood on the tips of my toes leaning forward kissing it on the muzzle, stepping even closer wrapping my arms around its heavy build, I buried my face into its chest of fur and I silently cried out “I’m sorry, so sorry, but it has to be done.” I could feel the creatures heart quicken as I squeezed my eyes shut and screamed out as I blindly stabbed it once, hearing it shriek out in pain, I stabbed it again and could feel the warmth of blood pour out onto my hand. Letting go I opened my eyes then as I saw it wail baring its teeth as it angrily yelled out “Why, you fool?! You’ll die too!” I watched as the blood fell from its chest, watching it struggle in its pain I smiled then and whispered acceptingly “I know.” And at that moment I closed my eyes, feeling my spirit lift, my heart began to slow. Falling to my knees as the creature stared at me in shock; surprised by what I had done. I felt everything around me slowly disappear and as I fell onto my side, endearing my last breath I softly spoke “I love you.” And with that the life faded from me and just as it did the creature felt a sharp pain in its heart, as its life was being sucked from it, its eyes froze, everything faded black as it tried to scream out, but it only came out as a mere whisper under its breath “No…” Collapsing to the ground with a heavy thud it breathed its last breath. For a moment it seemed as if the world was put on pause as they lay there and just as quickly as it had started, silence filled the air once more and nothing could be heard but the slight breeze as it rustled through the trees.
By Reagan Jensen6 years ago in Horror
'Gretel & Hansel' Movie Review
In this new take on the classic story of Hansel and Gretel, teenage girl Gretel (Sophia Lillis) is forced out of her house by her deranged mother after she refuses to be the servant (and "more") to a rich man. She must now fend for both herself and her younger brother, Hansel (Samuel Leakey). After wandering through the wilderness, starving, they come upon the house of a strange, isolated old woman (Alice Krige) who takes them in. Of course, you all know where the story goes from here.
By Will Lasley6 years ago in Horror
Movie Review: 'The Lodge'
The Lodge gets off to a stunning start and rarely lets up on the oppressive atmosphere and that’s what makes it so brilliant. The Lodge stars Riley Keough as Grace. As a child, Grace was the lone survivor of a doomsday cult, run by her eccentric, Preacher, Father, which committed mass suicide. It appears, though Grace dressed up for the ritual, including Duct Tape across her mouth with the word ‘Sin’ written on it, that Grace was the designated survivor.
By Sean Patrick6 years ago in Horror
Book #1
Prologue Rose is a little girl whose parents could never help but feel that there was something different about her. They didn’t quite know what it was but they knew there was something that set her apart from most people. It wasn’t very apparent at first but over the years it became more obvious something very peculiar was happening. Just like any other baby girl she would wake up crying in the middle of the night, waking her parents with her loud screams. The thing was, her cries and screams seemed too violent at times. No one could understand why but they figured maybe it was normal for a baby. As she got a little older these violent nights continued and seemed to only get worse.
By Eliza Vargas6 years ago in Horror
Reed Alexander's Horror Review of 'The Crazies' (2010)
This just wasn't as much fun as the original. Now, I'm not saying the original was good, I actually thought it was kind of boring considering the concept they had to work with. The difference between the original and the remake can be spelled out by tone and pacing. So far as tone goes, the original mixed a level of absurdity with the violence. Yeah there were rampaging lunatics, but some of them were fun rampaging lunatics. It gave you the idea that the virus might cause you to be violent, but in random and even wacky ways. We're not talking comedy levels here, just enough to note the difference.
By Reed Alexander6 years ago in Horror
