Chapter 37: Now you see me, Now You see what I want you to see"What do you mean we're fucked?""How else do you want me to explain it to you Kayla? We … are… fucked" he slowly enunciated, stressing every single syllable. "Repeating we're fucked doesn't make me understand the situation any better. So, if you could just explain to me what you saw, and what exactly is going on, maybe I'd understand why exactly we're fucked.""Okay" he walked over to one of the couches and hurriedly took a seat, Makayla following suit almost immediately. "You remember Mary, right?""Umm Mary? She was… like, she's the one that… she…""Short hair, loveable girl, beautiful smile…”“Can’t really put my finger on it” she said, trying to jog her memory.“She was the youngest one of us in the foster home when we were–""Oh yes, now I remember" she said, the name finally ringing a bell. "Fair, fine, loveable and sweet. How could I forget Mary?" she smiled heartily on remembering the fond memories she had of her
Chapter 38: There’s More than the Eight"Come on Dr. Draymond, I'm the worst person to ask about stuff like this.""Yes, I understand Mr. Barrison, but the reports are concerning your body. Stuff that you swallowed, and/or injected yourself with. Virtually no one can answer these questions better than…" he took of his glasses, showcasing his piercing set of weary blue eyes and delicate wrinkles"...better than you" He completed, with the most inquisitive yet calming demeanor. Raymond settled himself, for fear that in a fit to say something honest, and push the spotlight off him, he'd offend the doctor that looked like someone in his early fifties. So he took a deep sigh, closed then opened his eyes, trying to calm down, and said in a voice betrayed by exhaustion, "Fine then. What do you want to want to know Doc?""Great!" He put back on his glasses, the picked up the set of files he had earlier dropped. "You haven't had a history of drug abuse, have you Mr. Barrison?""Woah, woah, woa
Chapter 39: Newton’s Third Law"Would you look at that Kay? This is what's become of the elders now ayy?" She smiled, looking at the tall gated building that lay in front of them. "They have grown weak and weary sweetheart. This is the best time to take advantage of th–""But remind me why we're doing this again?" she said, in a rare moment of hesitation."How many times do we have to go over this one Mar–""I just want to know why exactly I'm walking into a den of old men that have nothing to do with what I'm here for."If it could sigh, it probably would. But his dark, deep, and frightening voice (even for Mary) chimed with unquestionable fury as he said, "The elders are the only people with enough power and wisdom to put an end to you in seconds Mary. You can either have this all planned out, thinking your plan to get back on your siblings it okay, then watch it fall to pieces when they come knocking. Or, you could deal with these bastards right–""Chill chill" she said, with a sm
Chapter 40: Fate He sat completely still, gazing aloofly at the plain door of his room. Sitting in wait of whatever was going to walk through the door. Of whoever was going to walk through the door. Hours passed, but his focus never once shuddered. He knew what was coming. All he had to do was keep his eyes open, no matter how tired he felt, even if took the entire murky night. All of a sudden, his door creaked open, and he couldn't but shudder at what was on the other side. But in movie-like manner, it unveiled itself with a graceful pace. First his left hand slowly, finger by finger, crept on the door. His nails about five inches long, and skin, pale and scaly. Then his body slowly but surely made its way through. He was still in his uniform. The usual long-sleeved shirt covered by a white lab coat and blue jeans. And then his faced slowly poked through. His skin looked pale but smoother than his scaly hands. His chapped lips a little smaller, same for his nose. But the real touri
Chapter 1: AMONG USMany Millenia ago, there existed two forces. Two co-dependent forces. The light…and the darkness. The energy formed by the inter-relationship between these two created the world as we know it. You call that the big bang, right? Well, our ancient language termed it ‘principium’, meaning… ‘the beginning’. Everything we see and feel and touch and hear was a product of their ‘relationship’. Everything…except us, Humans. The only beings capable of harnessing just the tiniest bit of energy the ancient forces emitted. They failed, many times, to create that one, perfect, being. Many prototypes otherwise known as errata, ‘The mistakes’, were forsaken almost as quickly as they emerged. But finally, we were formed. And to spice things up just a little, the forces bestowed on us certain gifts. The light gave us monsters. Of every shape, being and form. Pretty dark for a force that was termed ‘the light’ don’t you think? But with those monsters, he also gifted us the power to
Chapter 2: Gods…Pftt2008“Guys it’s time for dinner”, the middle-aged but cherry-sounding female said with a tray in her hands. Her voice bellowed all over the house, and though on any normal day it’d be answered by “I need a minute ma”, a day when dinner meant ‘time to break your fast’, no one could wait any longer. The thunderous footsteps of kids and teens alike running down the stairs could be easily mistaken for the stampede that took the life of Mufasa; and before you could say “The Lion King”, eight of the ten chairs around the dining table were already occupied by starving kids. Laying the tray of food on the table she continued, “No one touch anything yet, there’s more where that came from” she smiled at the assembly of children that looked way to weary to smile back. First, she brought in a bowl of a variety of fruits. First, ripe-looking apples unapologetically mingling with the pears and bananas that courted each other side by side. Then another tray, but unlike the one
Chapter 3: MY FAULTPresent Day"Lisa come on, don't let go. Don't let go" he pleaded as tears ran down his sandy face. "I'll pull you up on three. One, two, three. Ahhhhhh" he screamed, using the last piece of decent energy his battered body could muster. All to no avail. "Come on. Don't— Help! Somebody help! Please" he screamed, his cracked voice echoing throughout the canyon. "Please" he whispered, trying to clean the tears off his face, but only succeeding in getting specks of sand all over himself. "Baby" she finally spoke up, her feet dangling treacherously under her. "It's okay" she sniffed, trying to conceal her tears. "It'll be fine. We'll be fine. Just let me go.""What?""You can't hold me up forever" she mustered a weak smile. "Just let go.""Are you crazy? No. No. We can do this. On three. One, two, three. Ahhhhhh!" As he pulled this time, the scar under his belly scratched the rough floor, making him grunt in pain and causing his grip to gradually loosen. "No no no no n
Chapter 4: Snow Black"You have now reached your destination", the ever-emotionless Google map voice chimed to an end."Yeah, no Shit" Robert said, sounding audibly frustrated. "After four wrong turns and five Cul-de-sac's, I've finally reached my destination ayy?" He said, eyeing the tall, murky building and it's inconspicuous wooden door a couple meters to the side of the road. He slipped his phone back into his dark jeans and walked closer to the building, eyeing and noticing as many details as he possibly could, and there weren't exactly many of them. The dark, tinted windows plastered across its cream-colored walls. The worn-out wooden door staring him peephole to eyeball, and the disturbing doormat that read, "You can come in now. I’ve been waiting.”Robert cleared his throat, adjusted his afro, and gently knocked on the tattered door. "Hello? Is anyone…" before he could even get the words out of his mouth, the rectangular peephole slid open, and a set of indistinct eyes peeped