first flight“Alex.” the name slips past my throat with a whisper. Ever since we had escaped from prison I have awaken with nightmares full of him. He promised to meet up at the old pond, but I couldn’t stay there too long, on account of they still had dogs searching for us. The fact he was not there brought up concern in me.first flight by ~YRUSoME21
I slung my trusted messenger bag over my shoulder and leapt from the sturdy pine. Right now the best thing for me to do was get some distance between me and the dogs. I used to know all the dogs, not personally, but by name. I knew Delilah had a limp in her back left leg. Samson despises moving, at all. Bear; who wa
short storyDying can't be hard; it seems to happen a lot. I stumble over my shackled legs, wincing as the metal contracts on my ankle. I regain my composure and let myself get led down the dank hall, death waiting on the other side. “Belos, the grand leader of the rebellion thought you would be” the guard looked me down “stronger.” He lodges his spear in between the shackles, sending me to the floor.short story by ~YRUSoME21
i twist my legs and rip the spear from his arms. pushing my self up, i do a flip and grab his weapon out from my feet. almost instinctually, i slid the spear into the sergals chest and rip a good piece out of him.
when i unlock my sh
chapter twoi don't believe her, i never changed, i never killed people. how could i be a werewolf. i guess i am in here, but it must be a mistake.chapter two by ~YRUSoME21
“you believe that? you believe they exist?”
“ of course i do, why wouldn't i?”
i laugh at her, not to be mean or anything, but it sounds like something she made up. her mind is probably protecting her against what is really happening here, some murderer is up there, killing those kids, and we are nothing but helpless individuals, simple as that.
guess laughing at her didn't help. she turned around and didn't talk to me for a good hour, shrugging off anything i would try to say.
chapter one pain shoots through my back, and out my head. it feels like someone threw me in the back of a bus and floored it, sending me flying this way and that.chapter one by ~YRUSoME21
i raise my hands and rub the tired away from my eyes. i throw myself from my bed and lazily walk my self to the sink. i splash my face with water, that unusually smells or iron, and dry my face off with my shirt.
i was then suddenly greeted by a voice, “good morning sleepy head, finally awake.”
“how did you get in my,” i open my eyes and notice something weird. instead of my comfy bed, nightstand and next door bathroom, i opened my eyes on what seems to be a cell.