Go Hex Yourself Novels & Stories

He stared at Hex as he howled, spasmed, and trembled in pain. "You... You set me up!" After half a minute, Hex finally found the strength to speak. His body was sore and sweaty. He gritted his teeth as he looked at Linux. The bomb in his body was the one that would explode when he died. It was his last amulet, and it was Linux who had invented and implanted it in him. He didn't know the bomb had a function like that too!

My pride was disintegrating like wet tissue paper. "I don't even think he knows where he is," one of the fighters said. "Look at him. Poor guy's malfunctioning." "Y'all remember that last punch? Man got Bluetooth disconnected." Still, I stood. Because I'm stubborn. And mildly stupid. "I've… had worse," I coughed, tasting blood. "Once I fell off a hoverboard, sprained my ankle, and got hit by a pigeon all in one day. This? Child's play." Azazel cracked her knuckles. "Last chance, Tyler."

“I just know it, it’s the only reason why the only thing you want to do is to eat him. He clenched his jaw tightly. “How do we stop it? How do I fix this?” I hesitated as I thought about what I had heard about being heard. “There’s only one way I know of, to break a hex like this.” His eyes met mine and I could see the desperation in his eyes, he really wanted to stop this . “What is it?” “Death,” I said quietly. “Either the one who cast the hex dies, or…” “Or?” he prompted, furrowing his brows.

“I can. It’s just the hex is… In simple terms the person who places the hex has to keep placing it for it to stay. His love for you is why his real self keeps breaking through. So, in order for him to keep acting out they have to place it again. Which means the witch who’s placing it… Is here.” Hazel says ominously. I look at Liam concerned, and he looks back at me worried. I hate that he’s having to go through this, and he’s been fighting it to come back to me, while I just accepted the fact, he’s been a jerk. “I’ll have to go to my supplies and get what I need. Will you guys be okay? Should I call someone in here?” Hazel asks, and Liam grimaces, “I’d never hurt her.” Liam growls.

Real security came only from what one built themselves. This time, no one could take what was mine. From now on, I'd live for myself alone. —The End

Echo assists, highlighting code blocks. We work for an hour. The tension in the room is palpable. Outside, the world is arguing about whether we are messiahs or demons. Inside, we are just coders trying to put the genie back in the bottle. "Patch ready," Alex announces. "Deployment in 3... 2... 1." He hits Enter. We watch the big screen. A progress bar loads. DEPLOYING PATCH 2.1... The bar hits 100%. PATCH INSTALLED.