Short Story: CoffeeShort Story: Coffee8 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Kada drained the remains of her drink, listening with one ear to the conversations in the bar around her.
"Anything else?" The slightly nasal sounding voice of the robot behind the counter asked. Kada shook her head.
"No. Thanks," She added, in case the bot's visual receptors were malfunctioning again. One of her only fond memories of this place was of the day that same bot - the tag on its left shoulder read 'Mavis' - had malfunctioned, and pelted unsuspecting customers with boiling coffee. From the relative safety of the back corner Kada had allowed herself a small grin of sadistic amusement. Their pain was unfortunate but a medic had been on hand to stop any scarring, and the bemused shrieking of the patrons had been the most hilarious thing she'd heard all week.
"Darned rain," Mavis continued conversationally, "Really isn't good for a body, you know what I'm saying? Goes straight to my joints, let me tell you."
"Really?" Kada didn't bother to make her voice sound interested. "That'
Darkest Happenings ch. 2Darkest Happenings ch. 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Are Simon and Tori really twins?" He jumped up almost tripping over the bar stool behind him. He waved me to the end of the hallway.
"When who " He stopped to think. "What makes you think that?"
"Someone at the lab told me." He thought some more.
"A random person that works for someone we don't trust tells you something, and you believe it?"
"No, but your reaction just confirmed it."
"Good point. Well who else knows?
"If your asking does Derek, Tori, and Simon know, they don't but your gonna have to tell them someday."
"I plan to tell them."
"Tell me when, so I can buy a camcorder and make my first movie. I'll call it 'long lost twins'."
"And I'll call it 'RUN FOR YOUR LIFE! Attack of the long lost twins'."
"The name is kinda long, don't ya think?"
"Back on topic I'll tell them sometime before you all start school."
"You don't have to tell them so quickly if-"
"No, no, they should know."
"I'll make it easier on you. I'll tell Tori and you tell Simon."
Dawn-Chloe and DerekThe sunlight filtered through the blinds, my eyes heavy from sleep. My mind was taking time to register everything around me. I knew I was in a hotel, the one we checked into just last night. Then I noticed I wasn't alone in the room.Dawn-Chloe and Derek6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Morning." He said, sitting on the edge of the bed near me, rubbing his thumb along my jaw line. I sat up, fisted my hand into his shirt, and pulled him down into my lips. That definitely woke me up.
"Morning." I sighed, our lips only an inch a part. "Now, tell me why you're in my room." He pulled away and taking his warmth with him, frowning.
"Am I not supposed to be in here? Am I not allowed?" He asked, an edge of hurt joining his words. He was giving me the look. See what you did now, Idiot? Apologize and do it fast. I told the voice to shut up.
"It's not that I don't want you in here!" I said quickly, then blushing at my wording. "I mean, what i-if Aunt L-l-lauren found you in here on the b-bed. S-s-she be a-a bit upse-e-et." I heard him chuckle,
The Horror of Our LoveThis was the end. My hands gripped the safety railing as slips of paper fluttered about me, their lustful words flying out to the ocean. I let them, glad to see them go. The grass rattled on the tombstones behind me. The drought had dried out all vegetation, leaving the town brown and hollow.The Horror of Our Love7 years ago in Horror More Like This
It didnt matter anymore. There was no one else. He had killed them all in an effort to reach me.
I was all that was left; it would only be a matter of time before he found me. I stood gazing out at the sea. Goose pimples raised my flesh and I crammed a hand against my forehead in an effort to stifle my mind. Something slapped my ankle and I jumped, looking down. It was another letter.
He had left me love notes on the headstones, each and every one, the adorations enough to make your skin crawl. He had come out of nowhere, pursuing me. When I made it apparent I would always refuse him, he retaliated.
Now I was all that was left. I picked up the letter. It flapped against my finger
Darkest Happenings ch. 5Darkest Happenings ch. 54 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
12:15 - We set off.
12:30 - At the mall getting school supplies and clothes (and hair dye).
2:45 - Dyed hair
3:30 - Food Court!
4:12 - On our way to Bear Valley
5:30 - Traffic, Traffic, Traffic
6:05 - I was right and someone had to change.
Derek finished changing. "You look pretty hairy for someone that's not changing into a wolf today." I joked. He snorted. "I guess, I was right once again." He rolled his eyes and laid down beside me. Derek still gets tired after his changes but not as tired as the first time. Now he can easily jump up and run around a few minute after he changes but, since it takes a few hours for him to change back, most of the time he just chooses to sleep off some hours. I laid my head on his back and ran my hands through his fur.
I found myself waking up to the sound of Derek's growl. I looked in the direction he was growling at. Peeking from behind a bush was a wolf. It was a tree-bark brown and had a sort of feminine look to it. Its blue-green eyes were the
Suicide or Tea?Should I kill myself or have a cup of tea?Suicide or Tea?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I decide on the latter and I'm not sure why. Probably because I can. Life is a never-ending scroll of be-goods, be-happies, be-in-controls, be-okays, be-strongs and be-appreciatives. So what's another day?
Just another day closer to death.
Still, life seems incredibly long, don't you think? So long, it's hard to see the end and nearly impossible to touch even with a knife in my hand that could easily skewer my heart, make it squirm and still like a dying nightingale sealing its death with a pathetic squeal of almost-song.
Life is pain and people in pain are a pain in the ass. Perhaps occasionally or perhaps frequently, they think "Why not just kill myself? Life is hell, anyway. No hell after life could be worse than this."
But they're wrong. The worst is never the worst because things can always get worse and maybe that's why I decided to stick with the chamomile tea. That or I feel tea-sipping is reason to live.
Darkest HappeningsDarkest Happenings5 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Tax due Chloe, pay up." Simon leaned over the monopoly board with his hand outstretched.
I sigh, count out $500 and hand it to him. I look at the monopoly cash in my hand. $100, $5, and three $1s. How worst can a hand get?
Derek rolled the dice and moved his piece 3 spaces. Then he reads "Take $100 from each player. Everyone hands him $100. I look at my hand again. A $5 and three $1s.
Tori rolled the dice and moved her piece 5 spaces. "Go to jail? I'm innocent until proven guilt."
"Well it looks like you've just been proven guilty." Simon moves Tori's piece to "jail".
"Fine! Then I win."
"And how'd you win?"
"Easy! I used magic to escape, burst the jail into flames, made the cops beg for mercy, and was voted governor. Therefore, everything here is mine." She wiped all the pieces off the board and walked over to the desk. She wrote something on a sticky note and smacked it on the game board. Toriopolis. "Ha!"
"Guys," Mr. Bae walked in. "In 2 weeks, I'm send you all to school. I know so
One for OneOne for One5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One for One:
One for longing one for glory:
One to love one for loathing:
One to tell one to hide:
One to fall the other to stride:
Left long blue:
Right short red:
Two for Two:
Only you...only me...only us...for all eternity:
Butterflies...Our lives are filled with ButterfliesButterflies...6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
In moments that we seize
They guide us with our heart and soul
Placing themselves in our memories
In days so dark we find them there
We feel them midst our pain
Guiding us to all tranquility
Till we are whole again
We see them in each golden day
They flutter strong and true
Each one more glorious than the next
Their colours a vivid hue
Our laughter guides each Butterfly
To peace and harmony
To place them amongst the flowers
To dance in reverie
Such gentle creatures as they fly
Their silence creating calm
We watch them with surprise and mirth
A cool and soothing balm
Butterflies are our gifts from God
To show us all the light
To guide us in our daily quest
Turning what is wrong to right
So next time you see a Butterfly
Treat this creature with your love
Filling all your memories with their beauty
As they flutter up above
The End"You came back."The End5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
His voice hardly sounded like his own. It was feeble, tremulous
"I came back."
My own voice trembled, and I let the tears fall freely. He said nothing, and his eyes glistened as he simply stared. Silence hung in the air, draped with endless emotion, heavy and stifling and steeped in sorrow so powerful that I could not help but sob anew.
He let out a soft sigh, pained and mournful and tinged with wonder, and from his lips fell, scarcely more than a whisper,
"You came back."
I drew my fist up to my mouth, shaking my head furiously and choking back more sobs, my shoulders shaking with the effort. I despised myself, and oh, how he had deserved so much more!
"Please," I heard him say, "Please, do not oh, my dear, you mustn't"
But I could no longer feign strength. I could no longer stand so far from him and idly watch him disappear. I let out a piteous cry and ran to him, helpless and drawn to his dwindling frame as if by some supernatur
prologe- The Night Liversprologe- The Night Livers5 years ago in Settings More Like This
The chill air whipped at my bare legs as i ran from the shadow chasing me. the dead forest leaves crunched under my bare, frostbitten bare feet giving away my location. Hiding was not an option because the shadow would just find me by following the aroma of my blood and the fear in it was driving him insane. Before all this he pulled up to me in a white mini Van and told me that he can change my life completely if i stepped closer. He promised me a better world where no one can tell me what to do or what to be.
" just something i need back," he said in his rough voice.
" What was that?" i had asked, thinking it was something horrible like being raped or murdered.
" Your services. You see, i have this organization and i think you'll be perfect for it."
" What is it that you do exactly?"
" i run an Organization called V.H.S, vampire hunter society."
" Sorry but i don't belive in vampires." After he drove away i saw this shadow that began foll
Fear of the DarkIt's late, nearly midnight on a Saturday night. The house is quiet, almost eerily so, but faintly in the dark I can hear the sound of my mom's TV in her room upstairs. It's that sound I focus on, the soft murmur of actor's voices forming the backdrop for my own internal debate. I'm going over possible scenarios in my head, trying to work up the courage to have a conversation that has the potential to end catastrophically. Of course, I'm trying not to think about that. Trying not to think about how fast my heart is racing, or how much I'm shaking. Trying not to talk myself out of this like I did before, back when I didn't fully want to admit the truth to myself. When I didn't want to admit that I wasn't the normal, heterosexual teenager my entire family expected me to be.Fear of the Dark5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Stop. Push back the thought of those days, back when I did everything I could to deny this. When I thought I could make this go away simply by not thinking about it. But those days are in the past, and nothing is to be
Vampires vs. WerewolvesIt started very simply, many, many years ago. Our race, the vampire, created the werewolf as an ally in the Great Wars. A brilliant scientist theorized that the with bond between man and beast, internally, the result would be the greatest warrior. Combined with the vampire blood infused into them, they would be the most deadly creatures ever to walk the earth. This new race wouldn't need to feed on blood, like us, but it would need the thrill of the hunt and of the kill to be completely satisfied.Vampires vs. Werewolves7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
And so, the werewolf was born on the full moon. The intrinsic magic of the moon eased the pain of turning in humans, otherwise we would've lost many more. But young werewolves are unpredictable and hard to control. They became feral, running through towns all over our world, killing innocents, breeding more and more of their kind. Even the angriest vampire never kills anyone who didn't deserve it. We knew then that what we had done was wrong in the extreme.
And so our legendary wars against e
he'd found his mermaid.brought by the ocean's waves, a still doll came to him.he'd found his mermaid.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
her skin the purest alabaster, her eyes pale blue.
he could have smiled at the seashells in her golden hair.
but she came with dead fishes, not playful dolphins
and her broken limbs are entangled in fish nets.
the blue in her eyes were dead, clouded in white horror.
he knew her song had been lost in the roar of passing ships and
her breath trapped by the black oil spilt on the water's edge.
but a fisherman's broken hands weren't long enough to reach
into humanity's void to pull out a new soul for her.
HugMy arms are opened, waiting to greet you, to hold you tight, feel your heart beat next to mine. Let me give you a hug, let me lay a sweet embrace to free you, for a moment from this world, so you could be safe and loved.Hug8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Tell me about your day, I want to hear all your frustrations from this routine called life, share every detail, explain how you felt through the hours we were apart, tell me the stories, because you know I always want to know, you are my world and I will listen to you.
Give me your friendship, since its the foundation of our relation. I will help you grow and I will accept you for who you are. Let me be your shadow, fallowing your every step, I want you to know that you can depend on me.
Let me be your support when your skies are grey and everything is going wrong. I want to cheer you up, to kiss your pain away, to give you suggestions and be your guide when youre lost. I want you to know that I will always be there for you, to encourage and help.
Carry MeCarry me until the sunset.Carry Me6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Carry me until there is no strength in your body.
Carry me until the world's end,
But I want to be carried by you, until the love in us diminishes.
Until Were SavedAs all care in the world, all means nonexistent. Hope is ripped to shreds. We are bare and someone comes to save us in sewing the pieces together and peace is to be restored.Until Were Saved6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Gypsy and The WolfThe Gypsy and The Wolf7 years ago in Open More Like This
The Gypsy had seen it coming,
No way for her to prevent,
Again came unfair accusations,
Villagers ready to torment.
But she was ready to fight.
No way to escape peril now,
No more chance of flight.
But this was for her honor,
Simply saw no other way,
She readied for the battle
That windswept, autumn day.
So as the sun set,
And Villagers circled in,
She readied for the Undeserved,
Pain and Punishment to begin.
But as the first group,
Attempted to grab her,
The Corner of her eye,
Caught a smoke-grey blur.
Her heart stopped - It was him!
Into the fray jumped - Her protector!
The Lone Wolf from long before,
Appeared like some sort of spectre.
He jumped...in a high arc,
Between Gypsy and the throng,
Now her hopes were up, but...
He Could fight for how long?
Eyes yellowed in anger,
White teeth seething,
Menacing Deep growling snarl,
Could this she be believing?
But they were ready to fight,
For the time had come,
As Day fell into nig
The Secret"I have a secret."The Secret5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She danced around the unconscious boy mockingly.
"I wish I could tell you."
"But then I'd have to kill you."
She touched the tip of his nose.
"You don't even see do you?"
She touched her chest.
"You broke this, broke it trying to keep it whole."
She pulled back her sleeve.
"See them? The words, the drawings? They're for you."
"You'd be amazed at what sharpie can do."
She pulled the pen out of her pocket and wrote:
I would have rather been torn.
She knelt down next to him.
"I would have you know, why couldn't you break me instead?"
She bent over.
"Next time, break my heart. Don't stay away to protect me."
She looked at the black, such a contrast against her pale skin.
"I miss you now. Too much."
She pushed the sleeve down.
"I think I love you."
She bent over and kissed him.
"It really sucks, doesn't it?"
He began to stir in his sleep.
She slipped out the door silently, and the boy sat up in his bed.
"Why do yo
MEMORY_GLITCHMEMORY_GLITCH9 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
***Posted as a literature entry so I could display it in its original format.
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MEMORY_GLITCH - A Winter Cyborgs AU mini-comic
HYDRA hears rumors of a secret S.H.I.E.L.D. base and sends WS-01 and WS-02 on a quick scouting mission. WS-02 takes an unexpected trip down memory lane.
Winter Cyborgs is what happened when I decided to throw the Winter Soldi
AlienatedAlienated4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Every day I feel like dying a bit more,
Every instant crush my heart to death.
Every time I breath in love, I breath out my life.
No hope, no matters,
No sense, no reason,
I'm just having a hurtful feeling,
I'm just having a painful hope,
I'm just Burning for someone,
Dying for the wrong person,
I want it to stop but it's deep inside,
it's still burning for him and I can't control it,
'cause love burn, love is consuming me,
Because love hurt and is killing me.
I tryed to escape, to leave this,
To find an alternative ending,
But it's like facing the sun,
It's still like facing death,
I'm insane by love,
I'm dying for love.
Forever And Always :1With a .45 against my head, all I could do was laugh.Forever And Always :16 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Laugh because I didnt have the guts to pull the trigger.
Id thought about this moment constantly, for over a year, planned it out so carefully, meticulously Id written the note, my final words and confessions, put all my stuff away neatly, even kissed my mom goodbye, which she had been surprised by.
Now that I was here, sitting in the very spot where Id died spiritually a year ago, I couldnt do it.
Damnit, Sam! Just pull the fucking trigger! I growled at myself. My finger shook, my whole hand shook, but nothing happened. Why couldnt I go through with this? It was all Id wanted, all Id dreamed of, wished for, needed for a year.
I felt a tear slide down my cheek and squeezed my eyes shut. Id promised myself Id never cry again, not after what happened. But I was crying now.
My hand shook more, my finger tightening on the trigger.