Skullgirls Novels & Stories

Lowly humming, looking around and chewing on the inside of her cheek. “You know you’re gonna end up chewing a hole through your face if you keep doing that,” I sigh, trying to get my mind off the obviously impending nightmare awaiting us both. “What do you suggest I do?” she asks. She stretches her neck and shoulders uncomfortably. “This is taking hella long. I just want this night to end.” “I know.” Then it begins. An electrifying pain shoots through my brain as a blinding ringing fills my ears. The electricity coats my head before bleeding downward, radiating over my entire body. White hot pain rips and tears through me as every bone in my body cracks, breaks and extends before jutting its

.. .. .. .. #Skylar P. O. V I look at them all as they look at me with wide eyes , well more like my belly "I knew you were a slut" Brittney snarls I stood up and so do all the girls "I feel sorry for the brat that will have a good for nothing whore like you for a mother"Rosemary insults me as she glares at me "Don't you dare talk to our queen like that"Kelly snaps as she moves towards them like a predator sizing up its pray

It was a girl – A blonde to be precise. She laid on the mattress like a broken angel with her hands chained to the bedpost above her head, and the metal made noise whenever she stirred. She had a bandage on her forehead, which I assumed to be a not so fatal wound. There was a cut on her lips too. I shouldn’t be affected by it at all, knowing that this was Black Skull, but something flickered inside me. A feeling I have rarely experienced before.

I was cornered. While the skeleton continued to advance on me, I shut my eyes and shook my head. “This isn’t real… This isn’t real…” The sound of bones rattling toward me was replaced by the sound of those very bones being kicked to the floor. I opened my eyes to see a large figure in the dark, wearing a hoodie with the hood up, standing over the skeleton as it writhed and kicked on the floor. It swiped a bony hand at the figure and slashed it in the thigh, but the figure retaliated by picking the skeleton up by its throat -- well, where its throat would have been, if it had flesh.

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.

“Not in an official sense. But… the Headmaster asked us to watch over certain students with potential. She was one of them.” I took a slow step forward. “We failed her.” I stepped closer, softer now. “I’m telling you this because I trust you, Aria. You want to uncover the truth as much as we do.” Her shoulders eased just a little. “Can you tell us what happened ?” I asked. “I was ambushed,” she said, voice tight. “On school grounds. By people in skull masks.” Of course. The skull syndicate. An evil organization that does the most unimaginable things to both humans and paranormal creatures.

I ended the call before he could finish that sentence. The scent of Ethiopian coffee and butter croissants greeted us when we arrived at the private lounge of Glow Jewelry. Hugo pulled out a chair for me, whispering, “I just want to make sure your finger is happy before the night comes.” Across from us, Madame Valeria Glow—a refined woman with silver hair and an ivory-white suit—opened a purple velvet box. Three ring designs were displayed: a pale blue oval sapphire flanked by baguette diamonds, a light yellow marquise set in rose gold, and lastly, a large colorless brilliant cut surrounded by a halo as delicate as morning dew.

In front of her was a room, filled with armed guards, two women and three men, all dressed in black shirts and green camo pants.The coppery stench of old blood filled the air. Behind them, she could see a man, with his arms chained to the ceiling. His eyes were filled with hatred and fear, Jason. Madchen covered her mouth as one of the guards, a tall lanky african american man, sent a thundering punch to his gut. “This is what happens when you assault a woman,” he growled.

Lord Toiba and the Old Physician tried to peek inside the room. The room was a mess, with fresh flowers and water all around the floor as their vases had been broken. An ivory bust of Fiachra broken in big chunks, one would barely be able to restore it. The physician and the maids cowering in one corner of the room watching the princess throw anything she could get her hands to. From expensive potteries to pillows. The Old Physician clicked his tongue as he watches Morrigan, his head shaking, studying the princess who is on a rampage. Null of any of the grace she was expected to portray.

Skull spat. "You did nothing but ruin my life. You took nearly everything from me. I've had to fight to protect the things I have left, all because of you" Red growled. Skull looked like he'd just been slapped. He was slowly loosing it. "I'll give you one more chance. Kill the girl and come back to me" Skull said. Red chuckled bitterly. "You must think that I'm stupid. I'll tell you what, you're wrong. I know everything now. You poisoned my mind with so many lies and deceits but I know the truth now"