Blood In The Water Novels & Stories

I'm ready to die. --- As we have stepped out of the elevator at the lido deck, she immediately pulled me to hide as there is a chopper flashing its light up here. And, from a distance, I could clearly see that the water in the pool is of the color of blood. Oh, shit, should we really have to witness this horrible and hideous scene? This will give me a lifetime nightmare. But... Well, my life is up to here only, so I won't worry that much.

I said and she sighed. "There's no fish that's afraid of water." She pointed out. "You'd be surprised to know there is one..who wants to live outside but can't do that, cause it won't survive on land." When we got to the pool, I couldn't say a word. God! It looked beautiful. It smelled beautiful and it smelt like him. "So you're going to be on standby. If you hear their car coming in..be sure to tip me." I winked at her.

Blood blossoms in the water around me. I give up. Before I pass out, all I can see is red.

On the battered basin before him, nine bloody spikes lay in a haphazard pile, stained crimson, an unsettling testament to what had transpired. “Done,” I muttered, voice strained but steady. I reached for the crumpled piece of paper, now soaked in blood and sweat, tangled in the mess. The note had once been pristine—perhaps just a scribbled warning or plea—yet now it looked like a fragment of a nightmare.

Blood and Water is a story that points to a civil war in West Africa, Nigeria and the hovering hunger for survival by two teenage boys. Hope you enjoy. Completed version with no coins for now. Make sure you drop your reviews... *** Rumours of a War A proverb says that when it rains everyday, there is a bound of sorrow within the rain. Maybe we were not that rich but we were happy or we claimed to be. The only problem was that I was no longer in school. I think I liked it that way, school stress was so hard especially now that I was in the junior secondary.

I convinced myself it was normal because there was already so much unnormal in my world. The minute the shower warms up, I step in, letting the warm water wash over my body as the blood taints the water turning it various shades of red from pale red to a fruit punch color. The brown and black from the dirt swirls with the bloody water. I close my eyes for a moment, trying to let my mind calm from the chaos reeling in my mind.

Their blood was all over my skin, dark red streaks clinging to my arms, dripping down slowly, mixing with the water as it ran down my body. The sight made my stomach twist violently. My brain went numb.

Falling Into unconsciousness. The pool of crimson and violet blood ,swirled and mixed at her feet ,just before she fell into it. Her heart beat more rapidly then ,any human could survive. As her blood was being replenished . As she lay what seemed to be lifelessly, her pale skin took on a violet glow. Slowly her limp body began to levitate,off the groaned untill she was 6 foot above the clearing bed. Her eyes opened now as she breathed in deeply . when she opened her eyes,they where not the emerald green they just were.

I hover my bleeding palm over the bowl and let the blood drip into the bowl. I watch as our blood drops swirl around in the bowl as if playing a wresting match, then they swirl in the water before finally joining together. Their juncture emanates a hissing voice and for a second I fear that the initiation will be rejected, that the blood drops won’t mix. Instead, our blood mixes seamlessly in the water and I watch in awe as the liquid in the water becomes dark. The liquid leaves its water-like consistency and I watch as it becomes thicker and darker, like actual blood has been poured into the bowl instead of a few droplets.

I just had to make sure I stayed free so I could save those still trapped within. Letting the water cascade down my hair and body the water at the bottom turned a dull red, the blood and mud mixing together and being washed away as if they had never been there. Sadly, the memories of what happened will never be forgotten. Tears pricked the corners of my eyes, relief flooding through me.