Figment Novels & Stories

"I'm going to d******d you. All of you. Back into your body." "I'm broken," she wept digital tears. "I'm scattered." "I'm a puzzle solver," Alex smiled. He touched her forehead. [ COMMAND: DEFRAG SOUL ] [ STATUS: REBUILDING... ] In the Real World. "Alex is seizing," Mia held her brother’s shaking shoulders. "His nose is bleeding." "The system is fighting him," Aurora said, sensing the energy spikes. Suddenly, the red lights in the facility turned on. Woooop. Woooop. [ INTRUDER ALERT ]

EFFIGY We went to the barn. "A scarecrow doesn't fight," Martha lectured as she rummaged through a pile of scrap metal. "A scarecrow works on instinct. It tells the crow that there is a predator here. It projects fear." "The Dust Crows are constructs," Leo argued. "They don't feel fear." "They run on code," Martha said. "Code has avoidance protocols. If Danger > Reward, Abort." She threw a pile of junk at Leo’s feet. The carapace of a dead Giant Locust. A roll of star-metal wire. The torn chest-plate of an Ironwood Peacekeeper. A skull from a Hollow Man. "Build something," Martha ordered. "Make it ugly. Make it loud. And put a piece of yourself inside it." Leo looked at the pile. "You want

Chapter One: A New Beginning Aqua’s heart raced as she walked through the imposing iron gates of Crestwood High. Another town, another school, another chance to start over—if only it were that simple. At 5'10", her presence commanded attention, but she preferred to stay unnoticed. Her dark skin glowed under the morning sun, and her eyes, a striking shade of amber, held secrets untold. She pulled her hood tighter, hoping to shield herself from the prying eyes she could already feel on her.

Nathaniel smirked and laughed. "They used to knock on the door, every time I'm about to burn, whew," he fixed himself and started to walk towards their door. Kristina couldn't help but laugh aloud. She knew how frustrated her husband was every time their kids interfered. "Well, you knew them, haha," Kristina fixed herself too. Nathaniel opened the door and Nathan, their child, was there. "Hey Nathan, why are you knocking?" Nathaniel asked his son. Nathan is his father's replica. A mini Nathaniel figure.

Chasm held the plate out to Rhylent so the alien would take it back. "No?" Rhylent took the device with a frown. "You are not happy to give it to me, so I will not take it." "I am not pleased that I still cannot see into your mind." Rhylent shoved the plate into Chasm's arms. "I am frustrated that you are still able to compartmentalize your thoughts and hide your feeling from me. I am annoyed but impressed that you can do it every time." "I have never hidden my memories on Fenton." Chasm glanced down at the plate in his hands.

He asked clearly in a choked voice "I bet your Conjugate will not be pleased!, and I'll have you know our magic was perfectly fine until you came along mutant!" Steam rolled off her and right there and then she wished she could throttle him and leave his body in the dust. "I don't know what you're fucking playing at" she said angrily "but fix this mess now!, New Fall is not part of the town we were supposed to friggin visit!, not to mention it is odd enough that we stand here looking like crap from a non-existent century, but can you get your damn Golems to act normal!"

But she couldn’t explain it away, not when she looked at his mouth from which two teeth were protruding now. No, not teeth. Fangs! Pointy, sharp fangs like those of an animal. Like a Sabertooth tiger. She couldn’t think it, no, because to think it made it real. It couldn’t be real. It didn’t exist. He didn’t exist, not like that.

“It’s petty, but this person could be of use to us. Have you heard the story of the White Wolf?” “No.” Hemlock groaned and shook his head at me. I felt like I shouldn’t have said anything while he looked at me like I was stupid. “The White Wolf is a bitch called Sylvia, who looks like a dog; just like you. Her fur is pure white, so you can’t miss her, but she is very fast. We tried to capture her in the past a few years back with another Soul Stealer, but she found out our plan and ripped his head off. She has two children, Ringo and Orlando; you can try to get to her through them if you can. Her brother, Xaivier, is always around; killing him first before making a move would be wise.”

Ignoring all my inner thoughts I went to the canteen but as my luck goes. I had to collide with non other than her.... oh and I forgot to tell you. Her name is Amara. such a beautiful name. Oh shit not again with the pervert mind. I scolded my inner demons.and you know what...she can really fight. I didn't knew a girl to be so fierce and that too...towards me. I ignored her and left that place because I was in no mood to fight. I went to the library which is my second favorite place in this whole world... well first is a secret I'll tell you once the time is right. I took my favorite book "The love within". I flipped the pages as I munched over my food. But suddenly something caught my eye..

"The other memories were worse. They hit me like a freight train. I don't know why this one is any different." "Maybe it's because you fell asleep with me." Atlas shrugged, capturing me with his potent eyes. He was giving me his full undivided attention as he often did, and it was just as unnerving in memory as it was in person. "No matter what, I am your mate. My presence is meant to be relaxing for you." "Maybe." I reluctantly nodded. There was a hint of truth in his words, despite my reluctance to believe them. Atlas was the other half of my soul, created to fit and compliment me completely. If anyone could erase the horror these memories seemed to invoke, it was Atlas.