Safety Scissors Isaac Novels & Stories

Isaac tilted his head with another grimace, like taking a moment to pick his words. “’Cause he’s always been the most sensitive of us. He’s specially tuned to detect dark energy. When he says there’s something, there is something. I wanted to find out what he was sensing.” He shrugged. “And keep an eye on him.” “To keep him safe or to stop him?” “Both?” They cut back to Isaac’s footage. He seemed to have resumed filming as Brandon stormed into the kitchen. “Stop beep-ing rolling!” he growled, trying to snatch the camera off Isaac’s hand again.

Lisa had joined Miller in his screams, with tears coursing down her cheeks. Rodriguez, had put the gun back in his sheath, and had brought out a medical scissors, that he used whenever he needed to dress a wound sustained by members of his team during an operation. He had shoved Lisa away, and had made a c-shaped pattern on the side of Miller’s neck, using the medical scissors, and ignoring Miller and Lisa’s loud pleas for mercy.

We tumbled into a side crawlspace, landing hard on a pile of old wires. The grinder blades roared just inches away, sparks flying into our small hideout. "Is everyone okay?" Isaac asked, crawling in behind us. He was bleeding from a cut on his forehead, but his eyes were sharp. "We're alive," I gasped, checking Leo. My son was wide awake, his silver eyes glowing in the dark. He wasn't crying. It was like he knew we were in a war. "Isaac, why did you do it? Back on the platform... I thought you really hated us."

But still, he stood no chance, they are more in number and I bet Isaac knew Nikolas was going to try and break free because more men rushed into the cell, crowding the space as they pulled him back, two men at each side, pulling his arms backward and stopping his attack as one of them pressed the electrical device into his back, temporarily blocking his attempt and I looked away, not wanting to witness more of that. When I looked back at them, Isaac was leaning down and he pulled the glass piece out of his man's neck before he stepped over the body and toward Nikolas, "You keep triggering me and you really shouldn't," He warned, his tone held had an edge but his expression reflected nothing,

“Yes it's the only way to remember her, I didn't see a face— I couldn't... She was like a glow stick,” Isaac leaped towards me, grabbing a dagger from his stash, slicing through my palm, “Ow!” I cried out “Are you crazy?” “Hold still, it will heal” he assured me. I watched the blood on the knife, oozing down on the pendant, clicking it open, “That didn't happen before,” I whispered,

“It happens to lots of inmates over the years.” “You learn that in nursing school?” Rancid asked. “No, I’ve worked here long enough to know.” “So what’s it going to be? Do you want to talk to the police and see if they’ll give you your cell back? Or do you want to leave with us?” Just then the door opened and Isaac stepped in holding a cardboard box the size of a microwave oven. On the side it read, “Blood products, not safe for human consumption.” He stepped over to the console and said, “I found it, fucking freezing in there.”

It would be comical, if it weren't so damn scary. Before I can get around the desk, Maggie grabs me, trying to get the scissors back. I guess the command to cut her pussy hair, takes precedent over anything else and she desperately needs to follow the command. I try to keep them from her, without hurting her, but she's hitting me and grabbing for the scissors. I can't get to the transmitter with Maggie holding onto me, but I don't want to take the chance that dad will give Maggie a command to hurt herself with the scissors.

The broken glass cut his arms. “Tatiana–!” Molly stopped on the doorway as she saw the whole unit in chaos. Caleb’s blood that keeps of dropping. My hands holding a broken glass and bleeding. Jill and Molly looked at me worriedly, but I can see fear on their eyes. “What the hell did you do, Caleb?” Molly asked worriedly. Caleb can’t still process things, that I did that. That I’m a f*cking crazy bitch. “CALEB!” Jill shouted that get back to his senses.