Want
Hi, my name's Eli, I'm 18, and I'm an otter that doesn't like to swim. I mean, I like to swim, but I don't like the idea of people just assuming that I do. Sure, I'm on the swim team at my high school, but do I want to be? Not really. Do I want to be...
Track & Field: Part 26 - Live Forever
Lee It's odd to know you'll never see someone again, especially someone who'd had enough life and vigor for a handful of people, who you never thought would go out in such a gruesome way. I'd known Devrol Hull since I was eight. Uncle Arthur had...
Never Let Me Go
Jameson and I were both eight when he got into a car wreck with his family and he broke both of his arms. His parents got a few bad cuts, but nothing more serious. I remember his red casts and how proud he was of them, how I (as his best friend) was...
New Generation of Heroes: Chapter 12 - "Memory"
12 _One week prior..._ Detective Brady Falken, his only assignment completed for the day, pulled his unmarked cruiser into the spot beside his truck at the Bellemont Police Department and parked. He switched off the car and looked at the radio for...
GESTALT/Reality
1 Aiden My jaw and paws are clenched. I watch as Luther maneuvers his titanic mecha, Bastille, around the epicenter: a swirling, primordial pit of purple light that connects our world to an alternate. We, to all purposes, consider that place Hell....
New Generation of Heroes: Chapter 7 - "Blood Ties"
7 Up north it was cold, but Canada was always cold to a degree. Still, Ben and his younger brother Jerry hadn't adapted to the climate yet. Their impromptu flight from the USA (or their _reassignment,_ as their boss had put it) was only three weeks...
New Generation of Heroes: Chapter 6 - "Waves"
6 Kizzi squatted in a tidal pool and watched as her little brother, driftwood stick in hand, poked a crab he'd knocked upside down. The crustacean, about the size of a dinner plate and bright red, clacked and spewed bubbles as Mickey prodded its...
Lifted Higher: Chapter 1 - "Lips? Of an Angel"
1 "I can't believe I let you talk me into this, Paul." The Airedale terrier just stares through the gym's glass windows and shrugs. He grins at me, and his cute little ears flop as he brushes aside his bangs. Those blue eyes are positively glowing...
Salem Rose Host Club: "The Performance."
"Hello?" I mewed timidly, taking apprehensive steps down the hall. I stared around anticipating Cooper to leap out and scare the shit out of me again, but I saw no one. And this hall went on forever--door after door after door. This building had to be...
Salem Rose Host Club: "The Appointment."
It was a typical Wednesday afternoon--nothing special--just me, myself, and Isometry homework for math class. I fucking hate math. Luckily, and to brighten my mood a bit, I'd been able to lay claim to my favorite booth at Starbucks to study in. I...
Strangers After All: Part I
The trip to Myrtle beach had been an of-the-moment decision. Deacon and I just wanted to get away from our dorms and go somewhere since most of our fellow students had gone home for break. The sand tickled the bottoms of my bare feet as we walked...
Track and Field: Part 19 - It's Time
Sasha The clock in my car's dash read 4:30 pm; my _phone_ read 4:30 pm; if I could've calculated time via the sun's location in the sky I probably would've gotten 4:30 pm there too. Why is it then, that when we agree to meet someone somewhere the...