I'm A Snake Novels & Stories

I suppose his intimidating nature has gotten him far in life, but I’ve seen scarier shitheads in my life and refuse to let anyone scare me off. I cross my arms in front of my chest and try to avoid the creams from Lenox. If the least I can get is an answer, that’s what I’m getting. Maybe then, I’ll have an idea if I can do anything. “Who is she, Than?” “Serpent.” *Talia?* I call out her name before I can think of an actual plan. The serpent is a snake of a kind, but since no damn chemicals might harm a mythical creature, the closest I can get to a natural enemy of a snake is my beautiful cat.

They knew they aren’t a match for me, even if I’m small. Far away, I saw the snake’s body. The snake grew bigger. She wasn’t this big years ago when we were little. She looks— JUST AS BIG AS HIM! A-AHHHH— Every time I was reminded of him— my head hurts. It felt like getting cracked open. I WILL KILL YOU— I WILL KILL YOU…!!! Yet— just before my sneak attack, I heard a familiar voice. “……!” WHY IS HE HERE!? WHY IS HE HERE TALKING TO THE SNAKE!?

I chuckled, running to the middle part of the snake. “Okay snake, time to get burnt once again,” I said, bringing my palm out. Fire shot out of my hand and I made sure the intensity was high. The snake hissed, turning to me. The tail shot up, coming towards me, but before it could get near me, I threw a big rock on it. It hissed louder, and it was getting more angry. I was still burning him and I just figured I have rocks too.

"Are you fucking serious? Is there a fucking snake near me? Holy fuck." "I think you may have just broken the record for the most F-bombs in one sentence." I turned a little and gestured with my head since my hands were full. "It's pretty cool, actually. See, it's just undulating along the ridge there-" "It is not cool. Not fucking cool at all. I hate snakes." She bent her head, burying her face in the crook of my neck as though to block out her view of the reptile. "Palmetto bugs, mice, frogs, skinks . . . whatever, I can deal, but snakes are my hard limit."

She had an air about her that put her different than those birds she’d just scared off. “I’m Tiffany Middleton. One of Mason’s few just friend birds. I see the fondness for snakes as friends followed him to Oxford." Tiffany said, smiling as she extended her hand. “I suppose it did. I’m Adder. Ain’t got a last name. Nice to meet ya. Mason didn’t mention that he knew another snake meta-human. Very cool." I said, shaking her hand. “Thanks. I can go full anthro snake if I want or take on certain traits." Tiffany explained.

My senses were helping in her absence so I was able to know when danger was looming. I'd even killed a snake that wrapped itself around my ankle before it could bite. It was a silver snake with a head that had black markings similar to freckles in humans and I was damn sure that there was nothing like silver snakes. It never existed. Well, I'd seen all sorts of strange creatures today so it wasn't so new.

Sophia went stiff in fear. The giant snake was staring at her with large yellow eyes. She did not dare to move. "This is why an illusion is necessary, child. Who would dare to walk into the mouth of a snake?" The snake's voice seemed to echo in Sophia's head. "What are you? ...apart from being a snake, I mean," Sophia asked. "I am a servant of night. Protector of the eternal flame," the snake answered. "So, everyone just walks in without knowing what they are walking into?" Sophia asked, "Even the werewolves?"

The small white snake coiled against my hand, cool and alive, and the room blurred into the old memory of a locked storage room, boys laughing outside the door, something moving in the dark near my ankle. I jerked back so hard I hit the cabinet behind me. My shoulder cracked against the edge, and my breath came in short, ugly bursts. Vivian rushed over and scooped up the snake as if it were a ribbon that had fallen from her hair. "Oh my God, Snow slipped out. Eliana, relax. She's a corn snake. She doesn't bite." Nico laughed under his breath. "She looks like she saw a ghost." Luca stood, but instead of coming to me, he looked at Vivian first. "Did you know she was scared of snakes?"

“Take your disgusting henchmen and your tiny dick energy and leave this minute.” His smile vanishes. Eyes narrow to slits. “Little girl, watch your mouth.” I square my jaw, refusing to back down. “Fuck out of my apartment before I call the cops. You got your money. We’re done.” He takes one step back toward me, looming, snake tattoo gleaming. “You don’t want to mess with me, princess. They call me Snakehead for a reason.” Like I care what they call him. I just want him gone.

“You’re not claustrophobic, are you?” “Um, I don’t think so. Why, were you going to bust us out of here with your genie powers if I said I was?” He laughed. “I guess you’ll never know if I’m a genie now,” he said. “Well, there was that time I got an MRI,” she said. “Being inside that tiny machine wasn’t much fun. Maybe I am claustrophobic.” “Sorry, you already lost your chance to see my powers.” He moved to the front of the elevator and picked up the emergency phone.