Bolt Chapter 4"You have got to be kidding me," Jay said, lowering his pistol. "Seriously? That's the kid?"
"Who would've thought she'd be naked," Domino said, looking thoughtful. "The park rangers really need to get their stuff together. Can't have naked kids just running around Yellowstone."
Bolt sighed and lowered his knife. "Alright kid, where is it?"
All five looked down a girl with flawless porcelain skin, snow white hair, and large light-red eyes wide with fear. She was curled up in a little ball, completely naked and shivering. She couldn't have been any older than eleven, and she was so thin that small bones were visible through her fragile looking skin.
"Look, I'm not going to repeat myself," Bolt said, crouching down to her level. "That thing that was in the crater. We need to know where it is and we need to know now."
The girl whimpered and tried to scoot back away from him. From the looks of it she was absolutely terrifie
MigrationSwimming through the ocean. I can honestly say that there is no other feeling in the world like it. The water flowing past my tail and rushing through my webbed fingers is just amazing. I smile as one of my traveling companions, a whale, swims past me. Next to the dolphins we hunt with, whales are some of my favorite animals and I always look forward to migrating with them.Migration3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I notice that I'm falling behind and quickly swim to catch up, tightening my grip on my spear so I don't lose it. It's a special spear, one that my brother gave me a few years ago before he disappeared. The handle is made out of carved bone and has a notch carved in the top. The notch is a perfect fit for a stingray tail that my brother had taken years ago. The tail is still nestled in the notch, even after all this time. It's a perfect tool for defending myself, although I have little use for it right now. It is rare for anything to attack us during our mi
Scars and SoapHe has such soft skin, Ebony thought to herself.Scars and Soap3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was sitting on a twist of metal embedded in the ground, the dingy red of its form reflecting on the crystalline surface of nearby water. Her metallic fingers twiddled in the flowers, gently caressing the pale petals that would soon decorate the entire expanse of the area.
They were modest little flowers. Fresh from the ground and eager to bathe the barren world in color. In fact, everything around the little pond Ebony and Male had decided to rest at was beginning to show signs of life. Little sprouts could be seen tentatively peaking from under scraps of metal and concrete. Green moss and vines were tenaciously climbing up the sides of the crumbling buildings. Cool, clean water was gently lapping at Ebony’s shoes. It was so serene it was almost surreal.
A small smile graced Ebony’s glossy lips. It was good that she and Male had decided to rest here. It was unusual to come across a place this untouched by the horro