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THE FINAL PIECE
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SHE•SHIFTER OPPOSITE SIDES
I ran up the stairs, heart thumping out of control and my mind flooded with negative thoughts and what ifs. Will and Teyana are behind me, and I can make out their panicked breaths as well. The commotion we heard before had quieted down. I pushed myself out of the secret door, into the kitchen. I see people still in their pajamas crowded in the foyer, worried expressions showing on all of their faces. I find the guard in charge of this particular side of the house. Sam. He stands at the door of the main entrance, eyes fixated on movement happening at the gate. I push my way through the crowd, wanting to get a good look myself.“What’s going on?” I asked, at the same time seeing a row of armed men, standing tall and waiting for a command. “The Ma’zhee?” Sam nods their head. I assess the situation. “They blew the gates, there is nothing stopping them from entering.” I can see small grass fires and the iron gate broken over. “What are they doing?” “If I had to guess,” Sam’s voice is lo
SHE•SHIFTER SHE SHIFTER
The bullets fly through me. So many at once. At first, they weren’t noticeable. I feel myself falling backwards, arms flailing helplessly. I had planned to catch myself, but the blasts of their weapons were unexpected, and hit me harder than anticipated. Lying on my back, I watch as Athena stays law, trying to crawl her way over to Elias. I feel the warming of my skin and I know immediately the bullets are laced with Inferno. Don’t think about the pain. Get up! I grunt and moan as I find my way back on to my feet. The Zyte soldiers have made their way out onto the lawn, picking and choosing their targets. I keep my eyes on Athena, trying not to lose her and dodge the flying lead as well. Just as I am about to reach down and grab her, I’m thrusted backwards. I land on my feet, catching myself. My eyes lock with Elias. He breathes, heavy, his shoulders and chest rising and falling together. The glowering in his eyes tells me I may be in for trouble. “I got a bone to pick with you,” h
SHE•SHIFTER JOHN
Boom. Boom. Boom. I take large, calming breaths, trying to get my heartbeat under control. It amazes me that when fear takes over my body, I am stiff. But my heart is racing. I rest my body up against a bare wall in the hallway of the third floor townhome I lived in. Across from me, a young blonde teen, looking just as fearful as me. His blue eyes are wide as he bites on the ring that pierces his bottom lip. I noticed it was a habit of his to do in stressful situations. It’s quiet. We strain our ears, listening for any sound that would make us continue to the hiding place. But all I could hear was my heart. Squeak. That sounded like a stair. The sound repeats. He’s coming. “Sincere….” He sings my name. “Are you hiding from me?” His words are slurring together. I looked at Sabor, as he was quick to grab my hand and move us further down the hallway to the attic door. I face the stairwell as he works to bring down the ladder. I felt him grab onto my shoulders, turning me the right way
SHE•SHIFTER BITTERSWEET
Sabor rushed me into his bedroom, closing the door behind us, just in case John came back. I got on to my hands and knees, pulling out a black bag that was hidden under the bed. I sat it on the mattress, looking over at him. He crossed his arms, standing tall, giving me a little nod."Are you ready for this?" He asked. I could hear his sadness in his voice. I walked over to him, looking him in his eyes. I placed one hand on his check, ignoring the bumps in his skin. He closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. Was he missing my touch already? His long arms wrapped around my neck as he pulled me in as close as he physically could, squeezing me. I buried my face in his chest, fighting back any tears. He rubbed my head as he sniffled. "Don't cry…" I said. "How can I not?" It was a good question. After three years together, since the age of fourteen and fifthteen, we had been together. Now, we were separating and we had no idea how long it would be for. Elias Whiskley, Sabor if you're h
SHE•SHIFTER HAPPY BIRTHDAY
I'm exhausted. My legs hurt and my fingers are kind of cold. I'm grateful the day went by faster than I thought that it would, but I wanted to be safe indoors. The hope of getting home by the stroke of midnight was gone. It was ten minutes later and I had just gotten off at the last stop. The walk home was going to be at least another 15. Not to mention, I was feeling a bit peckish. I knew a corner store was located on the way, so I figured I'd stop and pick up something quick. Water and a Ding Dong. That's it. How simple of me. I stood outside the store, opening the chocolate cake. I held it in the palm of my hand. Happy birthday Sincere. You're a grown woman now. My age seemed to be a formality. My life taught me to act older than what I was. I handled things children shouldn't have too. Really, eighteen meant I didn't have some judge or case worker telling me what I needed to do or where I needed to be. Eighteen meant the chains came off. I wished I had a candle to light for such
SHE•SHIFTER SHED
I had no control over my feet. My mind was blank as I ran against the cold, tears streaming down my face. I ran back to the convenience store. It was the closest place I knew would be open at this time of day, but I was met with disappointment when I arrived. My body clashed into the door, as I used my fists to pound on the glass. The lights were off. It's quiet. "Hello? Please… I need help!" I screamed into the glass, like someone would hear me, but there was no one. The tips of my fingers slid down the crystal clear surface, leaving behind a gelatinous fluid. My eyes went down to my hands as a wave of confusion hit me. My hands seem to be drenched in this tan gunk. What is this? What did I touch? I ran my palms over my jeans, trying to get them clean, but the more I wiped the more there seemed to be. There was something else. Jiggly, yet thin pieces of skin were breaking away from each other, falling from the limbs of my fingers. My mouth opened in a panic. I didn’t feel pain, but
SHE•SHIFTER SUSPECT
I hustled down to the second floor, standing off in the distance where I knew I wouldn't be seen. We didn't get many visitors here. Those who did come weren't there for any good reason, social workers included. The sound of knocking meant trouble was at the front door. The main door of the house had these old hinges, and would squeak when you opened it, a sound that could only be heard on the inside. I listened intently, making out as much of the words as I could. Alone. Attack. Hospital. Sincere. Run. The door closed. I peeked over the wooden railing just as Sabor looked up the stairs, his eyes zeroing in on my face. His sharp jaw was locked and I saw his concern."What?" I asked, needing him to hurry and spill his guts. He rushed up towards me, his feet stomping down on every stair as he applied his weight. He grabbed me by my arm, yanking me into the room. "What happened? Sabor! Who was it?" "The cops." His voice was stern. "What the hell happened Sincere?" My eyes began burn
SHE•SHIFTER RUNNER
I don’t know when my nerves calmed down enough for me to fall asleep. Elias’s scent and the comfort of his bed was like a silent lullaby. I had slept into the early morning hours. The sky was beginning to lighten, giving hope of a beautiful day. Soft tweets of small birds huddling together on the ledge of the bedroom window woke me from my rest. I took a moment to blink a few times, before my eyes scanned the room. I was still alone. There wasn’t any sign that said Elias had come home. It was just as silent. Just as still. How long was I supposed to wait? I had talked myself into leaving the house. I wasn’t one to have many destinations to choose from. All I could think about was the personal belongings and money that I had left behind in a beaten up motel just outside the city. A few hours on a bus, with one bus change, and I was there. I was in such a rush to get to the house yesterday morning I didn’t even bother to lock the room door behind me. Hell, I didn’t even take the keys
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