Supernatural The Things They Carried の小説・ストーリー

The ones in the lead were Undead Joey and Dallas. Undead Joey was in a long, black robe. He wore an eyepatch like a pirate and carried a small medical box made out of ebony behind his back. The box was his innate weapon. Next to him was a ferocious thug-like man with half of his shoulder exposed. It was Dallas, the Supernatural Cannon. He had two huge machetes behind his back, and he was wearing a hat made out of a mountain goat. Dallas was known as the Supernatural Cannon because of his unique ability. To describe it coarsely, it was farting. It was a move that was well-hated by everyone, and it was below everyone's dignity to point out his despicable technique.

To be honest, he himself didn't know about the girl who worked with Colton. Ambrose’s eyes widened upon hearing the ‘SUPERNATURAL’ words. Okay, he wasn’t expecting this. The relationship between Supernatural hunters and supernatural creatures was like a vampire and human; those hunters were tempted to kill powerful creatures in the same way a vampire was tempted to kill a human by sucking his “And North and west are surrounded by the vampires,” Theodore informed. The south area wasn’t secured because he never felt it necessary as it was until now. “What?” Ambrose growled. “How could I never sense them?”

They say it's not bad to walk around, but anything too much is forbidden. I stared at the two nuns who were talking about what the doctor said. They didn't know me but they helped. Maybe He is just reminding that there is no end to goodness. That if something bad happens, there are still people left to help and care even if you don't ask for it. "Hear that? I'm a mom now," I looked down at my invisible baby bump. "Hold on tight little one, mommy will do everything for you..."

I had always assumed nothing from that world could follow me back. I never expected it to return in this way. After thinking for a moment, I asked another question. “What about Harriet? “Is she still out there? “Is she okay?” The system seemed to search for the answer. A few moments later, it replied: [Harriet's consciousness has entered a world highly compatible with her original will and desires.] [No abduction records.] [No residual trauma memories.] [She now exists as an entirely new individual.] [She has a loving family and relatives who cherish her.]

"No. It was like the fire was supernatural because it didn't hurt humans, but it did vamps. Which, in the normal world, fire can't hurt vampires, except this one nearly killed them." "And you've never experienced anything bizarre before this? Anything that didn't make sense?" I go to shake my head when all the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Yes, there was another time when something odd happened. When I felt the same sensation just before the fire blasted the vampires, it was just before my parents were found dead at our campsite. All this time I believed it was a bear, but what if it was me? Sweat creeps down my back and my vision tunnels. My body trembles and I can't stop the quake

“How is that possible?” “The radio, and the NES officers…” Ronnie stared at Aislen as if searching for teeth. “They said that this is a war against supernaturals. We thought they were whacked in the brain. But my mother kept saying that it was true but that the supernaturals weren’t hurting anyone…” Her mum was a supernatural, Aislen thought immediately or knew one. “We have lived along side with humans this entire time,” Aislen told her gently. “Your mother is right.”

I asked in the most innocent voice I could muster. The soldier in front of me spoke over his shoulder in a hushed tone so that his superiors couldn’t hear. “We’re hunting supernaturals,” he said. “I’m sorry,” I said, meekly. “Do you mean like Superman and Batman? They’re real?” “Where are you from, girl?” the soldier laughed. He was joined by a few others who were close enough to hear. “I wasn’t trying to be funny. I just don’t understand what you mean by supernatural,” I said with a hurt tone.

Kar said. “OK, I’ll bite, who are you?” Dean asked. “I’m Karsix, Alexis’ Mate, husband to you. Look Lex is going through something that no one in my world has ever seen or heard of happening. So, I’m hoping you can help me figure it out. She won’t talk to me about it so I thought maybe Aeden had talked to you about it.” Kar explained. “Aeden has mentioned an Alexis but she didn’t say anything about her being the same person or parallel universes or any of that bullshit.” Dean said.

mom told me it was a given to us but she never really went into details because I was a child, I should have asked her further “ I pulled her into me again. “ but this? I got it once when Tristan tried to bond with me during the blood moon night , lightning struck and when I woke up I had this” “ Do you know who these supernaturals are? “ I asked, stroking her head gently. “ Leaders, made to rule the wolf's age, but their main leaders were killed so then they ended up stranded because there's a connection that binds us together and without the leaders it can't happen “ She didn't need to talk, I knew who they were. “ Yet I killed them, I don't know how but I killed my parents and I only ha

] The wind was cutting through like a knife the following night. The Southside Junkyard sat far from the city, and the rusted streetlights flickered on and off. A black Range Rover was parked in the shadows with its trunk open. Stella stood beside it, her black trench coat snapping in the wind. "Mr. Thompson, right on time." "Where's the merchandise?" She tapped the trunk. Inside was a large black medical body bag, swollen and full. "Read her for me. I need to know where she hid a microchip before she died."