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Blood Ties Chapter 7: Mentor After leaving the shop, Everett steered his way towards the forest which lay close by. As he walked into the maze of trees, he began looking for the individual matching Drethan's description. It was an odd, alien feeling; he hadn't been in the forest since September, before he began his search for Troy. The sight of the green leaves above was replaced with bare branches and a sheen of grey clouds. The snow under his shoes seemed to crunch beneath his feet; though the sound was loud, it didn't disturb the air. As Everett slowly left the urban area, the sound and noise of everyday life was absorbed into the trees,

Blood Ties Chapter 6: Monster He looked forward, seeing the bars of the cage. Turning around, he could see that the cage was surrounding him. He could see nothing beyond the bars, the only light shining straight down on top of him, illuminating the cage. The arctic fox whom he recognized to be Kiyn stepped into the light, mouthing something inaudible. Kiyn opened his hand, revealing a small key. He walked up to Kiyn, trying to reach for the key. The fox stepped back, smiling. He turned around and disappeared into the darkness. A light turned on behind him, revealing Craig. Craig was lying on his back, a knife in his stomach. The puddle of d

Blood Ties Chapter 4: Affliction Everett awoke the next morning, the bright sun shining through the window, piercing the fog outside. As much as he wanted to go back to sleep, the songs of the birds served to encourage the opposite. He rolled onto his back and rubbed his eyes. Looking at his hands, he remembered that he still had his costume on. His heart quickened as he peered to his left to see his roommate, still sound asleep. Everett calmed down as he realized that he likely passed out immediately after coming back from last night's partying. Hoping to keep it that way, Everett quietly descended from his bed and proceeded to remove his

Blood Ties Chapter 3: Balance He was standing, there in a room filled with pure darkness. The only light shined straight down on top of him, allowing him so see in a five foot radius, but there was still nothing to see. A light turned on ten feet away, illuminating a large cage. Inside it stood who he recognized to be Kiyn. The arctic fox pressed up against the bars, reaching out to him, mouthing something inaudible. He walked up to the cage and tried to open it. It was locked and required a key; Kiyn continued to attempt to communicate, but to no avail. He turned around to see Troy, standing in the light that he had previously been in. Tro

Blood Ties Chapter 2: Brother Everett sat in the back of the car, half asleep as his mother drove him and Troy to Sunrise Valley. He was a morning person, but waking up at 6:00 was early even for him. The only thing that was keeping him awake was a combination of excitement and nervousness. It was his first semester in college, his first real long period of time away from home. Then again, Sunrise Valley wasn't his first choice. Every other legitimate college was "too far away" as his parents put it. His friends were going to those schools, which put this backwater city fairly low on his list of preferences. At least he was going to be in t

Blood Ties Ch. 1: Induction "…aw man." Troy was rudely awakened by the sound of the phone ringing. He silently cursed whoever was calling, even though it was nine in the morning. He didn't get up to answer it, letting his little brother Everett do it for him. He was usually awake early anyway, saying he liked his mornings. Troy was different, and slept in as long as he could. Besides, the next semester of college was starting soon and he wanted to be rested…or at least that was how he justified it. Sure enough, the phone stopped ringing as Everett answered it. Within seconds, Troy fell back asleep trying once again to dream about

TF Short: Refusal This late at night there was no one on the road. Any earlier and there would have been the occasional stray car speeding in the opposite direction, quickly disappearing into the emptiness of the night. Except for Henry Munro, the streets were completely empty, barren. It was as if the whole world knew what he was doing. He wouldn’t have been surprised if it was a dream, but it wasn’t. His hands were shaking, his eyes wide open. It took all his effort to keep his adrenaline in check and his mind focused on what he was about to do, and even then he couldn’t keep from going 50 when the speed limit was 35. Despi