THE DAISY SAGA, EPISODE 30THE DAISY SAGA, EPISODE 30
Daisy Makes a New Friend
Daisy was walking through the woods near the end of winter one day when she heard a pitiful dog-like whine off to her right. She readied herself for a surprise attack and went to investigate. She saw a young werewolf, still in wolf form, caught in a metal trap.
Closer inspection revealed the trap to be silver, which could be the only reason the werewolf was caught in it. Its leg was bleeding where the trap held it and the creature seemed half starved.
Daisy reached out to the werewolf to let it sniff her hand, ready to yank it away if attacked.
At first, it shied away as if scared of Daisy, but then sniffed the proffered hand. Then the wolf tried to sniff the contents of Daisy's coat pocket. Daisy reached into her pocket and pulled out her turkey sandwich, unwrapped it, and handed it to the werewolf.
It took the sandwich in its mouth, then sat down and ate it using its hands, much like a normal human would. When it sat down, Daisy rea
THE DAISY SAGA EPISODE 29THE DAISY SAGA EPISODE 29
Daisy and the Mysterious Shadow
Daisy was at school eating lunch when she looked out the window and saw a shapeless blob of shadow staring back at her. She blinked and it was no longer shapeless. Now it had the form of a teenage girl. Then she realized the shadow person looked like her!
Except for the black hair, pale white skin, and black dress, it was like looking in a mirror.
Daisy stood up and began walking to the window. "You gonna eat that?" inquired Patrick McStilson, as he pointed at her unfinished lunch.
"Knock yourself out," she replied absently. She kept her eyes on the shadow double and slowly made her way to the door. She opened it and already knew the shadow girl would be gone when she rounded the corner. To her surprise, she was still there.
"Who are you?" Daisy inquired, wary of a possible trap.
"Walk with me, Daisy. We have plenty of time." The shadow girl motioned to the door. Inside the cafeteria, everyone stood stock still. Patrick was froz
THE DAISY SAGA, EPISODE 28THE DAISY SAGA, EPISODE 28
Daisy Versus Mickey Ice, Part II
Daisy was dead. She just knew it. Her eyes were shut tight as she contemplated what it meant to have her life end. It felt an awful lot like still being alive, though. She still felt like she was kneeling on concrete. Could he have possibly missed? Was she still alive? She opened one eye, ready to gaze into the barrel of that revolver...
...and the man's hand held nothing.
He screamed in surprise as he realized he had just been forcibly disarmed. He gripped his hand, now feeling the burn of having his Magic .357 that Never Runs out of Ammo shot from it. A woman's voice called out from the same distance as the last gunshot.
"If you so much as breathe wrong, Mickey, the next one goes through your head!"
Daisy turned to the source of the voice. A tall, muscular black woman stood atop a nearby roof. She wore camouflage fatigues and an Outback-style hat, the left side of the brim pinned up. She currently had Mickey in the sight of
THE DAISY SAGA, EPISODE 27THE DAISY SAGA, EPISODE 27
Daisy Versus Mickey Ice, Part I
Daisy clutched her bleeding shoulder with her left hand. Her right hand hung at her side, also bleeding, and in excruciating pain. He had simply caught her off guard, and she could not believe she was about to die. Defeated, tired, and on her knees, she awaited the final shot that would end her life. As she resigned herself to it, she found that, aside from never seeing Rhonda, Garth, or Brandon again, she didn't really mind.
It had started in Carytown. She was on the sidewalk when a chunk of concrete exploded from the wall of a nearby building. A fraction of a second later, she heard the gunshot that caused it. The slug would have hit her in the head if she hadn't knelt to pick up a quarter. Next, everyone else on the sidewalk scattered, screaming.
She was immediately back up and in a ready position. She jumped out of the way of the next shot, drawing her ninja sword that was hard as a rock and sharp as a razor. The third shot
THE DAISY SAGA, EPISODE 26THE DAISY SAGA, EPISODE 26
Daisy's Duel to the Death
Daisy was relaxing at Brandon's house (AKA Blayder Boy's Base of Operations) one afternoon. Brandon's mother had baked cookies and they were delicious. At first, Brandon had been embarrassed to admit that he still lived with his parents (even though he was neither an emancipated minor like Daisy, nor an adult yet.)
Daisy told him she wished she still had her parents. (Her father wasn't dead but she considered him so, and she had no idea where or even who her mother was.) He brought up his bisexuality, but she reassured him that it didn't bother her. The only thing that did secretly bother her was her fear that she was possibly leading him on. She really was starting to have feelings for him, but she was still not over Garth. His late-night street appearance and subsequent rescue of the giant alien slug reinforced that fact.
Daisy was pondering what she would do next when Brandon's mother came into his room.
"Brandon," she said in a t
THE DAISY SAGA, EPISODE 25THE DAISY SAGA, EPISODE 25
Daisy Meets a Giant Alien Slug
Daisy was spinning a clay pot on her new potter's wheel one evening when she heard a shuddering rumble. The whole house shook with the force and Daisy only lost her grip for a split second, but that was all it took. Her pot was now ruined. This was the twelfth ruined pot of the night and now she was pissed.
Daisy stood up, wiped her hands on a rag, unplugged the wheel, then went outside to investigate. A massive gray and tan globular form was making its way down the street past her house. Amorphous lumps served as legs and produced the loud thuds as it shambled ponderously.
"Hey!" Daisy shouted.
The creature stopped, then turned what Daisy presumed to be a head her way. "Whaaaat?" it bellowed slowly.
"Could you please not stomp so loudly through the neighborhood? You're shaking people's houses!"
The thing's headlike appendage lowered slightly. "Sooorrrrrryyy," it bellowed deeply.
"Can you move more quietly?" Daisy asked, her ann