Safety Scissors Isaac Novels & Stories

“He’s right. You don’t know what you want me to do. I can’t know any plans that you have. It’s not safe.” “Isaac!” Lacey says urgently. Her face is stricken with fear and she clutches at his arm. “You can’t go back! He’ll kill you. For just being alive while everyone else is dead, he’ll kill you! You know that!” Again silence settles over the room, broken only by Lacey’s sobs. Isaac tries to comfort her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and pulling her into his chest. But he keeps his eyes on us, like he’s not sure if he can trust us.

A strange looking net. Isaac went to grab it but I stopped him. I threw my silver knife on it and the electricity buzzed at my knife and was drawn to it. "It's electrified." Isaac says. "They took Jackson." I say.

"I don't want to be with you. You’re a murderer, Isaac.” His lips twisted into a dark chuckle, his hand reaching for the pair of surgical scissors on the desk. He held the scissors up between us and asked, "This?Isn't this tool important for saving lives? But in the wrong hands..” He trailed the blade along the edge of my stethoscope, making my skin prickle. “It is just as easy to kill people with it. But you judge without looking at both sides. You don't pay attention. You've never done that."

Leo asked and Dad grinned. "Come on, let's head ou.t" Dad announced. We all got our gear and weapons and headed out the door. Dad made sure we all had duct tape just in case we had to tie someone up along with some handcuffs that Gunner had for Tate. We all promised not to use the knives we were carrying unless absolutely necessary. Layla hugged everyone who was staying to guard the Den and then jumped on the back of my bike. We all drove to the school.