Violence - Page 31

Laughing Derrick read all the reports that came in, the commander of the ship that had fired on them screaming that they were an ancient evil that needed to be destroyed. Leave it to be said that the man, was placed in a restrictive jacket and holding cell

Alana walked quickly and furtively down the deserted, brooding street that was Spinner’s End. Breathing heavily with each step, she gazed over her shoulder repeatedly, convinced she was being watched

All six of us woke up around the same time, only because one of us tried to get up and tried to not wake up the rest of us with failed miserably. We dressed cooked breakfast and geared up for the tournament. *Knock, Knock, Knock* I went to the door to answer it. Mr

3 Heviya stared blankly at Nadines corpse and the pool of blood expanding beneath it. The kind woman had made her feel welcome aboard the Penelope right off the bat. She had never really understood why

There was a knock on my front door in the evening time, and I was the only one home at the time, so I ignored it, I wasn't expecting anyone and my parents didn't like me opening the door when I was alone. I had just gotten out of the shower, and was lying on my bed

They parked their van in an alley and not one person has noticed my car. I can tell they’re waiting for their door man to let them in. I’m looking at an abandoned office outside downtown and while they transition and talk I go through my travel bag

The first councilor was laughing at the Clivastone. He was a fake, a real Clivastone could have stopped all the executions with its mind. This "Enjoy the small victory. I will kill you. You can't hide from me, know that right now. Nothing you can do will stop me

Naci and I emerged from the Teepee that Pops and I had shared. Making our way out of the village towards the bubble, we entered seeing Pops, Merlin, Mordaf (aka Tall Bear) and my mother. "Before I go Pops I thought I might do something to help these people." I told all of them

The studio was darker than most I had worked in. The soft glow of the lights on the other side of the room were obviously dim bulbs around the classic vanity makeup mirror. I stepped around some clutter to the vanity and opened my bags

Joan was a woman at our church. You know the type. Every church has one, the perennial Do-gooder. She has a hand in everything, teaching the kids, help seniors, fund raising, donuts and coffee and anything else

I was shaking my head at Naci I was still having a hard time accepting that he was a SHE! The whole time I had thought she was a young teen boy

Rick woke to find himself naked and alone in the middle of what appeared to him to be an A-Team encampment. He recognized the encompassing mountainous terrain as being very similar to that of the central highlands, a geographical region around Pleiku in the former Republic of Viet-Nam

Both Naci and I landed with a hard thud; I had turned us as we were going back in time. For a few moments I could hardly breathe as I had caught Naci's full weight on my chest. Then I found that I was in pain as she had also landed partly between my legs

8 months later down the long road: February 2015 It's the middle of February and I’m walking down Bourbon Street. Seems Mardi Gras is in full swing as the locals and tourist are yelling and cheering. My thoughts go to the last 8 months of all that I have learned and done

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