By: Brandon James Scott Scholl
Prince Aldar didn’t know what to think. The soldier standing before him had just delivered the worst news that could ever come to a prince, the king had died. He had gone to sleep the night before and passed away in his sleep during the night.
Aldar was lost in all of this. His next move was a critical one. With his father dead, he was the next in line for the throne and to become king.
“Your highness,” the soldier inquired, breaking Aldar’s thoughts. “What are your orders?”
The soldier’s name was Rinehart. He had been loyal to the King as well as protected him. He was also one of the soldiers that counciled Aldar’s father about difficulties that issues and problems he was facing or dealing with.
“What would you suggest,” asked Aldar. Rinehart stood for a moment, eyeing Aldar. He understood that the young man was lost within himself at the moment. There were so many feels he was having that he could tell one from the other.
“Your highness, this is a critical time for you. With the death of the king, you are now to be king. The people of this city kingdom will be in disarray and need a leader. They will need someone who is strong and loyal to them. Aldar, the people need a king.”
Rinehart’s words sunk in to Aldar with both caring and firmness within them. Aldar stood up and turned to the wise soldier that stood before him.
“Then they shall have a king that will lead them, guide them, and protect them.” Rinehart nodded. They both walked to the other side of the castle to prepare for Aldar’s next move. Many pages had been summoned to gather the people within the city for an announcement from the king himself.
Aldar knew it wasn’t going to be easy. Not only did he have to live up to his father’s legacy that he had built during his reign, but he was to surpass it and continue the legacy of his family’s name. This was something that both excited and scared Aldar. However, he knew that with Rinehart at his side, he could do his best.
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Aldar now stood on the balcony overlooking the assembled people of what was now his city.
“Citizens of Runemae, hear me. My father, the king, is dead. He passed away last night in his sleep. It is not only a shock to you but a shock to me as well. You may have lost a great ruler, but I have lost my father. I am next in the line to take the throne but before I do that, I want to explain myself. My entire life, I have watched my father become and be the man and king that he was over Runemae. He was a protector and a defender of all of you. He fought for you, he cared for you, and he dined with you on several occasions. My only hope and wish is to be as strong and courageous a ruler as my father was. If I’m lucky, I will be at least half the man he was. He has left a legacy from his actions and his words and now it is my turn to carry on that legacy. I ask that you help me keep the legacy of Runemae alive and that it continue to thrive and endure in this ever-changing world. That is my promise to you as well as my request.”
With that, Rinehart came out carrying the royal crown in his hands. Silence was all around the crowd as Aldar lowered himself to one knee and looked down. With that, Rinehart lowered the crown onto Aldar’s head. As he stood back up, he was handed the scepter and wrapped in the royal cape. Then, he turned to the people of Runemae. From the silence that had enveloped the crowd, applause and cheering emerged. Rinehart smiled as he stood next to King Aldar.
“They approve of who and what you are, my king. As do I.” Aldar turned to Rinehart.
“With you by my side and your wisdom present, I shall not fail in keeping my father’s name honorable and respected not only with the people, but with everyone who has and ever will hear the name.” Aldar turned back to the crowd.
The crowd cheered and praised the new king of Runemae. Aldar felt a great peace envelope him as he watched the crowd. Thank you father, he thought. Thank you for showing me what it takes to be a true king. I will live up to your name and honor will be kept.
For the first time in Aldar’s life, he felt peace. He was ready to take on this challenge that life had given him. With the help of the kingdom’s citizens, they would become a great kingdom.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
The Swordian Princess
~Kindle Joy Miller
I was tired and scared as I lay there with my little sister in my arms. We were in a dungeon of the great Swordians castle. We were from the little town of Daggerland and they just came through and took us all away. They burned down the houses and shops and my mom was in our house when they lit it on fire. Our dad died trying to protect us and now it was just me and my sister. I swear I would avenge my father’s death but he had always said revenge is the Lord’s. I loved my mom and dad very much but now I would never see them again and I was in a dungeon with my little sister on my knee.
She was only six and I told her I would take care of her. She was so frightened. If I lost her I would have nothing. I saw a tear roll down her face; I hugged her and told her it was going to be okay.
“It’s going to be all right, Lila,” I said trying to convince myself as well, “we’ll get out of here. Don’t worry.”
We were in that dungeon for almost three days with nothing but water but finally someone was unlocking our door. I got up and slowly walked to the door. It swung open and a man came in.
“Come,” He said, “Wake up your sister. The princess wants you.” I hurried over to Lila.
“Wake up! We’re going to get out of here!” I said. She got up confused. I picked her up and followed the man. He led us down a dark hallway with cell doors on all sides and then up a long staircase. I couldn’t believe the Swordian princess would want to see us. What did she want with us? I thought. I set my sister down so she could walk by herself.
“Matty,” she whispered, “what’s happening? Where are we going?”
“The princess wants us,” I told her. Lila got a big smile on her face. It was the first time I saw her smile sense we’ve been here. The man showed us into a waiting room. There were windows on one side of the room and beautiful red silk curtains.
“Wait here,” said the man then he turned around and went back the way we came from. I felt really out of place in my rags. There were silk and bright colors everywhere and I felt like dancing. The princess had given me and my sister hopes. I hugged Lila and she hugged me back.
A while later the man came back and told us to follow him again. We got up and followed him to a magnificent room with a loft and those same curtains everywhere. “Your majesty, here are the girls,” said the man then he bowed and left.
The princess came out of a back room wearing a gorgeous blue dress.
“I’m sorry, for all this rudeness,” she said,” I can’t believe my father would put little girls in the dungeon. Anyway come along; let’s get you out of those clothes."
We followed the princess back to where she came from and it was like a little dressing room. There were dresses of all sizes and all colors and styles. I was amazed and I couldn’t believe my eyes.
“Okay, then,” said the princess, “Who wants to go first?”
“I do your majesty!” said Lila. The princess smiled.
“You can just call me Abigail,” She said, “What’s your name? And what would you like to try on first?” I was still awe struck not knowing what to say. The princess was beautiful and we’ve worn rags our whole lives and suddenly she’s letting us wear her clothes! King Herald the third of the Swordians was the meanest king who ever lived and he always wanted world domination but is daughter was so nice.
“My name is Lila and I want to where that dress.” She pointed to a gorgeous pink dress that looked twice her size.
“Hmm,” said Abigail, “It looks a little to big but I guess we can try it.”
“Yes!” said Lila, “Come, help me, Matty!” I went over to her laughing. That is never going to fit her I thought. I helped her get off her rags and put the dress on.
“Yep, just as I suspected,” said Abigail, “Too big but I think I might have one in a smaller size. Let’s see…” She went over to the dresses that were hanging up.
“Yep, here it is!” said Abigail bringing it over. I took the big dress off Lila and helped her get the other one on.
“I love it!” she exclaimed.
“Okay,” said Abigail, “that will work. Now it’s your turn, Matty.”
I looked around at all the dresses. There was so many to choose from. Then I saw a beautiful purple dress with lots of thrills and big bow in the back. I ram over to it.
“I really like this one,” I told Abigail.
“Okay, let’s put it on then,” said Abigail. I got the dress down and put it on then I looked in the mirror.
“I look beautiful!” I exclaimed.
“You were always beautiful,” said Abigail, “Now let’s see dinner is in a couple hours so until then we can go on a stroll through the court yard.”
My sister and I followed the princess down some steps and through a large door. The court yard was beautiful and huge. There was a big fountain in the middle and little fountains everywhere. Flower beds and rose bushes lined the walls. There was a gazebo in one corner and a rocking bench in another.
“Wow!” I said, “This place is amazing!”
“Yes,” said Abigail, “This is where I always come to think and get away from everything.” She went and sat on the bench and I sat next to her while Lila explored. “So, where did you grow up?” asked Abigail, “Do you have any parents?”
“Not any more…” I trailed off and started to cry. Abigail put an arm around me and started to cry too. Right then Lila came over.
“Why are you both crying?” she asked, “You don’t need to cry because God is crying for you and He knows what you’re going through.” I looked at her in shock. That’s what my dad would tell us when ever we were upset about something or had gotten hurt. “Where did you learn that?” asked Abigail.
“That’s what my daddy always says,” said Lila, “God is looking out for us and we don’t have to worry.” Then she started to cry.” I miss my daddy,” she said with a sob and ran into Abigail’s arms. Abigail held her and tried to comfort her. “You know something, I lost my mother when I was very little,” said Abigail, “my dad killed her because she didn’t do something he wanted. I’ve hated my father ever since and I have rescued people from the dungeons and even from the guillotine. If my father ever found out I probably wouldn’t be here right now.”
We all hugged each other and sobbed. Abigail was a very brave person and I really looked up to her even though I just met her. I didn’t know what would become of us in the future but I knew Abigail would help us in whatever we tried to do. I had a new friend who would be there for me and my sister no matter what and I didn’t even have to ask. She would be there.
I was tired and scared as I lay there with my little sister in my arms. We were in a dungeon of the great Swordians castle. We were from the little town of Daggerland and they just came through and took us all away. They burned down the houses and shops and my mom was in our house when they lit it on fire. Our dad died trying to protect us and now it was just me and my sister. I swear I would avenge my father’s death but he had always said revenge is the Lord’s. I loved my mom and dad very much but now I would never see them again and I was in a dungeon with my little sister on my knee.
She was only six and I told her I would take care of her. She was so frightened. If I lost her I would have nothing. I saw a tear roll down her face; I hugged her and told her it was going to be okay.
“It’s going to be all right, Lila,” I said trying to convince myself as well, “we’ll get out of here. Don’t worry.”
We were in that dungeon for almost three days with nothing but water but finally someone was unlocking our door. I got up and slowly walked to the door. It swung open and a man came in.
“Come,” He said, “Wake up your sister. The princess wants you.” I hurried over to Lila.
“Wake up! We’re going to get out of here!” I said. She got up confused. I picked her up and followed the man. He led us down a dark hallway with cell doors on all sides and then up a long staircase. I couldn’t believe the Swordian princess would want to see us. What did she want with us? I thought. I set my sister down so she could walk by herself.
“Matty,” she whispered, “what’s happening? Where are we going?”
“The princess wants us,” I told her. Lila got a big smile on her face. It was the first time I saw her smile sense we’ve been here. The man showed us into a waiting room. There were windows on one side of the room and beautiful red silk curtains.
“Wait here,” said the man then he turned around and went back the way we came from. I felt really out of place in my rags. There were silk and bright colors everywhere and I felt like dancing. The princess had given me and my sister hopes. I hugged Lila and she hugged me back.
A while later the man came back and told us to follow him again. We got up and followed him to a magnificent room with a loft and those same curtains everywhere. “Your majesty, here are the girls,” said the man then he bowed and left.
The princess came out of a back room wearing a gorgeous blue dress.
“I’m sorry, for all this rudeness,” she said,” I can’t believe my father would put little girls in the dungeon. Anyway come along; let’s get you out of those clothes."
We followed the princess back to where she came from and it was like a little dressing room. There were dresses of all sizes and all colors and styles. I was amazed and I couldn’t believe my eyes.
“Okay, then,” said the princess, “Who wants to go first?”
“I do your majesty!” said Lila. The princess smiled.
“You can just call me Abigail,” She said, “What’s your name? And what would you like to try on first?” I was still awe struck not knowing what to say. The princess was beautiful and we’ve worn rags our whole lives and suddenly she’s letting us wear her clothes! King Herald the third of the Swordians was the meanest king who ever lived and he always wanted world domination but is daughter was so nice.
“My name is Lila and I want to where that dress.” She pointed to a gorgeous pink dress that looked twice her size.
“Hmm,” said Abigail, “It looks a little to big but I guess we can try it.”
“Yes!” said Lila, “Come, help me, Matty!” I went over to her laughing. That is never going to fit her I thought. I helped her get off her rags and put the dress on.
“Yep, just as I suspected,” said Abigail, “Too big but I think I might have one in a smaller size. Let’s see…” She went over to the dresses that were hanging up.
“Yep, here it is!” said Abigail bringing it over. I took the big dress off Lila and helped her get the other one on.
“I love it!” she exclaimed.
“Okay,” said Abigail, “that will work. Now it’s your turn, Matty.”
I looked around at all the dresses. There was so many to choose from. Then I saw a beautiful purple dress with lots of thrills and big bow in the back. I ram over to it.
“I really like this one,” I told Abigail.
“Okay, let’s put it on then,” said Abigail. I got the dress down and put it on then I looked in the mirror.
“I look beautiful!” I exclaimed.
“You were always beautiful,” said Abigail, “Now let’s see dinner is in a couple hours so until then we can go on a stroll through the court yard.”
My sister and I followed the princess down some steps and through a large door. The court yard was beautiful and huge. There was a big fountain in the middle and little fountains everywhere. Flower beds and rose bushes lined the walls. There was a gazebo in one corner and a rocking bench in another.
“Wow!” I said, “This place is amazing!”
“Yes,” said Abigail, “This is where I always come to think and get away from everything.” She went and sat on the bench and I sat next to her while Lila explored. “So, where did you grow up?” asked Abigail, “Do you have any parents?”
“Not any more…” I trailed off and started to cry. Abigail put an arm around me and started to cry too. Right then Lila came over.
“Why are you both crying?” she asked, “You don’t need to cry because God is crying for you and He knows what you’re going through.” I looked at her in shock. That’s what my dad would tell us when ever we were upset about something or had gotten hurt. “Where did you learn that?” asked Abigail.
“That’s what my daddy always says,” said Lila, “God is looking out for us and we don’t have to worry.” Then she started to cry.” I miss my daddy,” she said with a sob and ran into Abigail’s arms. Abigail held her and tried to comfort her. “You know something, I lost my mother when I was very little,” said Abigail, “my dad killed her because she didn’t do something he wanted. I’ve hated my father ever since and I have rescued people from the dungeons and even from the guillotine. If my father ever found out I probably wouldn’t be here right now.”
We all hugged each other and sobbed. Abigail was a very brave person and I really looked up to her even though I just met her. I didn’t know what would become of us in the future but I knew Abigail would help us in whatever we tried to do. I had a new friend who would be there for me and my sister no matter what and I didn’t even have to ask. She would be there.
Zombie Chase
~Kindle Joy Miller
I ran toward the stronghold where my friends were. The zombies were close on my tail but I kept running. Deep in my heart I knew I wouldn’t make it in time but I had to keep trying. I needed a distraction but what? I didn’t have anything with me except the clothes I was wearing. I just ran faster and faster.
My legs were beginning to hurt but I would not slow down. The gang needed me and I would not let the zombies win. I had to make it! I tried running faster but I tripped. Terrified I jumped up and kept going because I knew the zombies wouldn’t be far behind. What would happen if they caught me? I thought. What would I do? I was surely a goner. The stronghold was still quite a distance away and I knew the rest of the gang wouldn’t help me. I didn’t think they liked me. I was a girl and I couldn’t do anything they would always say. I was doomed…
I saw a tree nearby in the distance and decided I would climb it when I got there because I was so exhausted and I could collapse any moment. Who knows if the gang would even let me in with hoard of zombies behind me? I got there and started climbing as fast I could. Once I got up I looked back to see wear the zombies were. They were only a few feet away. I hid myself as much as I could in the tree so they wouldn’t see me. The zombies ran past and I released a small sigh of relief. I sat in the tree for quite awhile until I finally gave way to sleep.
I woke up hours later and it was dark out. I couldn’t see any zombies so I decided to try and make my way back to the stronghold. I climbed down the tree, looked around, and took a deep breath. The stronghold wasn’t very far but I didn’t know if they’d take me back because after all I was the one who ran away. I guess I’ll find out when I get there I thought.
I walked slowly towards the stronghold making sure there weren’t any zombies. Good, I thought, none. I walked and when I was halfway there, a hoard of zombies appeared from nowhere and started surrounding me. I was so frightened that I screamed. I felt like nobody heard me so I screamed again but the zombies were closing in. I threw my face in my hands and fell to the ground in despair.
I ran toward the stronghold where my friends were. The zombies were close on my tail but I kept running. Deep in my heart I knew I wouldn’t make it in time but I had to keep trying. I needed a distraction but what? I didn’t have anything with me except the clothes I was wearing. I just ran faster and faster.
My legs were beginning to hurt but I would not slow down. The gang needed me and I would not let the zombies win. I had to make it! I tried running faster but I tripped. Terrified I jumped up and kept going because I knew the zombies wouldn’t be far behind. What would happen if they caught me? I thought. What would I do? I was surely a goner. The stronghold was still quite a distance away and I knew the rest of the gang wouldn’t help me. I didn’t think they liked me. I was a girl and I couldn’t do anything they would always say. I was doomed…
I saw a tree nearby in the distance and decided I would climb it when I got there because I was so exhausted and I could collapse any moment. Who knows if the gang would even let me in with hoard of zombies behind me? I got there and started climbing as fast I could. Once I got up I looked back to see wear the zombies were. They were only a few feet away. I hid myself as much as I could in the tree so they wouldn’t see me. The zombies ran past and I released a small sigh of relief. I sat in the tree for quite awhile until I finally gave way to sleep.
I woke up hours later and it was dark out. I couldn’t see any zombies so I decided to try and make my way back to the stronghold. I climbed down the tree, looked around, and took a deep breath. The stronghold wasn’t very far but I didn’t know if they’d take me back because after all I was the one who ran away. I guess I’ll find out when I get there I thought.
I walked slowly towards the stronghold making sure there weren’t any zombies. Good, I thought, none. I walked and when I was halfway there, a hoard of zombies appeared from nowhere and started surrounding me. I was so frightened that I screamed. I felt like nobody heard me so I screamed again but the zombies were closing in. I threw my face in my hands and fell to the ground in despair.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
One for the Lives of Many
By: Brandon James Scott Scholl
Carrie walked into the center of the light. The last thing she could do to save themselves from the demons of the sky was to sacrifice herself. She turned to her friends as they stood and watched with nothing left to say. The goodbyes had been said and it was time to do the deed.
Tears rolled down her face as all the fun and excitement they had been through together. She was strong though. As she had started to walk towards the beams, she felt unsure, like she was doing something wrong. Now, however, she knew her choice was the right one.
As she started to decend into the air, she felt at peace. As her feet were pulled away from the ground and she floated towards the light, the pins on the grenades strapped to her jingled together. It was her last resort to save her friends, her family, and her people.
Two weeks ago the demons decended from the skies in their chariots of the air, wreaking havoc wherever they landed. People who had opposed them before had been slaughtered and left as examples for everyone to know they were not to be opposed. Both her mother and her sister ran with her in tow. Screams of both fear and pain rang out as they saved themselves. Yet, in the end, it wasn’t Carrie that was killed, it was her mother and her sister. The love and longing Carrie had for them grew stronger and stronger with each passing day since they were killed. Now, it was time to avenge them and return the favor to the monsters.
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Hannah stood by as both she and her sister watched in amazment and grief as their dear friend was being taken up into the demon’s chariot. Carrie had protected them and watched over them ever since the attacks had first started. Never once had she complained about those tasks.
Now, she was going to destroy the enemy along with herself. It was a decision she had made by herself and when she explained it, nobody challenged her. When she made a decision, it was final. They had all been part of a tearful goodbye.
They watched her levitate into the air until they could no longer see her. The bottom of the great chariot closed and Carrie was now inside. At that moment, everyone became silent, holding their breath as they waited for something to happen.
Then there was a brilliant eruption of orange and black as it blew up from the inside. Several fires had started and the glowing all around it had stopped. Hannah’s heart hurt as she realized that Carrie was not longer alive. The other three people that were with Hannah and her sister watched as the behemoth fell to the ground in smoke and flames.
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It had been two days since Carrie had given her life for her people. Within those two days, Hannah had been put in charge of the remainder of her people. Their future was secure now and they needed a leader. After discussion, they had decided that Hannah would be best for that position.
Now, she was watching as the remainder of the demons were climbing into their ships and leaving. Through the slaughters and the attacks, she had survived and continued to fight. With her actions as well as the actions of others, they had secured their future to continue to prosper and grow.
A feeling of both grief and happiness mixed within her. Many times had she heard that the lives of one outweigh the lives of many. Never had she thought she would ever have to see an event where that was true or put to action. She wondered if she was going to be strong enough, like Carrie, to be the leader of these people. She turned towards the village as everyone, young and old, worked to repairing homes and other areas to be livable again. She smiled as she watched them taking care of one another and the love they showed.
She looked back to the valley where the last of the ships were lifting off and leaving. They had won, and now, it was time to turn a new chapter in their history. A time when Man once again rised from the ashes and it’s perseverence paid off. Hannah looked up to the evening sky as the sun cast it’s final shadows on the world.
“This is for you, my friend. Thank you.”
Carrie walked into the center of the light. The last thing she could do to save themselves from the demons of the sky was to sacrifice herself. She turned to her friends as they stood and watched with nothing left to say. The goodbyes had been said and it was time to do the deed.
Tears rolled down her face as all the fun and excitement they had been through together. She was strong though. As she had started to walk towards the beams, she felt unsure, like she was doing something wrong. Now, however, she knew her choice was the right one.
As she started to decend into the air, she felt at peace. As her feet were pulled away from the ground and she floated towards the light, the pins on the grenades strapped to her jingled together. It was her last resort to save her friends, her family, and her people.
Two weeks ago the demons decended from the skies in their chariots of the air, wreaking havoc wherever they landed. People who had opposed them before had been slaughtered and left as examples for everyone to know they were not to be opposed. Both her mother and her sister ran with her in tow. Screams of both fear and pain rang out as they saved themselves. Yet, in the end, it wasn’t Carrie that was killed, it was her mother and her sister. The love and longing Carrie had for them grew stronger and stronger with each passing day since they were killed. Now, it was time to avenge them and return the favor to the monsters.
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Hannah stood by as both she and her sister watched in amazment and grief as their dear friend was being taken up into the demon’s chariot. Carrie had protected them and watched over them ever since the attacks had first started. Never once had she complained about those tasks.
Now, she was going to destroy the enemy along with herself. It was a decision she had made by herself and when she explained it, nobody challenged her. When she made a decision, it was final. They had all been part of a tearful goodbye.
They watched her levitate into the air until they could no longer see her. The bottom of the great chariot closed and Carrie was now inside. At that moment, everyone became silent, holding their breath as they waited for something to happen.
Then there was a brilliant eruption of orange and black as it blew up from the inside. Several fires had started and the glowing all around it had stopped. Hannah’s heart hurt as she realized that Carrie was not longer alive. The other three people that were with Hannah and her sister watched as the behemoth fell to the ground in smoke and flames.
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It had been two days since Carrie had given her life for her people. Within those two days, Hannah had been put in charge of the remainder of her people. Their future was secure now and they needed a leader. After discussion, they had decided that Hannah would be best for that position.
Now, she was watching as the remainder of the demons were climbing into their ships and leaving. Through the slaughters and the attacks, she had survived and continued to fight. With her actions as well as the actions of others, they had secured their future to continue to prosper and grow.
A feeling of both grief and happiness mixed within her. Many times had she heard that the lives of one outweigh the lives of many. Never had she thought she would ever have to see an event where that was true or put to action. She wondered if she was going to be strong enough, like Carrie, to be the leader of these people. She turned towards the village as everyone, young and old, worked to repairing homes and other areas to be livable again. She smiled as she watched them taking care of one another and the love they showed.
She looked back to the valley where the last of the ships were lifting off and leaving. They had won, and now, it was time to turn a new chapter in their history. A time when Man once again rised from the ashes and it’s perseverence paid off. Hannah looked up to the evening sky as the sun cast it’s final shadows on the world.
“This is for you, my friend. Thank you.”
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Goodbye For Now
By: Brandon James Scott Scholl
Jason knocked on the front door to Michelle Lawson’s house. It was dark outside and the cold night air was making his breath visible in front of him. The front door opened and Michelle’s father was standing in the doorway.
“Hello Jason. How are you,” Michelle’s father said.
“I’m doing alright, Mr. Lawson. Do you mind if Michelle comes out for a few minutes? I need to talk to her.” Jason felt his insides churn. This evening was not only one that he would never forget, but one that would haunt him for a long time.
The door opened wider and Michelle stepped out, closing the door behind her. Jason motioned to go to the back yard where Michelle sat down on a bench and Jason stood in front of her.
He could help but stare at how beautiful she was. Her piercing green eyes seemed to look right through him. They were so full of life and love. Love for him. Her shoulder length, brown hair slightly blowing in the chilled breeze. Seeing this only made what he was going to say next even harder.
“Michelle, I’m having to go away for a little while.” Michelle looked confused.
“What do you mean go away,” She asked.
“My aunt and I, we’re going to France for a little while. We also don’t know when we’ll be back.” Michelle’s face turned instantly to sadness.
“How long will you be gone? How long is a little while?”
“I don’t know. Could be six months, could be longer or shorter. But we have to leave tomorrow morning.”
“But you just got back from your last trip. We finally have some time to spend together and you’re leaving? You don’t have to go.” Jason’s heart started to hurt. This was harder than he thought it was going to be.
“I have to. I don’t have a choice.” He could tell that she was on the verge of crying.
“Fine. Then I’ll wait for you. It’ll give you a reason to come back soon,” Michelle said with a shaky voice.
“Michelle, that’s the other thing I had to tell you. We can’t see each other anymore.” As the words left his mouth, he felt like he has just completely died inside. There was nothing he could do as he saw tears stream down her face. For the first time in his life, he felt completely helpless.
“What are you talking about,” she sobbed. “What’s wrong with you?”
“I’m sorry,” was all Jason had left that he could say. Michelle stood up from the bench and walked right up to him.
“You look me in the eyes and tell me right now that you don’t love me.”
With every last ounce of strength he had, he looked into her beautiful eyes and held back the tears.
“I don’t love you,” he said quietly. At that moment, more tears came down Michelle’s face. She collapsed onto the bench behind her and put her head in her hands.
There was nothing else he could do. Inside of him was a raging urge to tell her the truth. Tell her he was leaving because his country needed him. Tell her that he truly did love her. But, he couldn’t. He loved her too much to tell her these things. Telling her put her in danger. Leaving her here without doing this left her in danger too. His hands were tied.
He turned around and walked towards the front of the house, towards his car. He had to leave her there, destroyed. Nothing he could say or do could fix what happened. The cold night air froze him to his core. The feeling of numbness and emptiness was now complete.
He got in the car and his phone rang. He looked at the caller I.D. and answered it.
“Jason, it’s Mark. How'd it go?” Jason paused for a moment.
“Yeah. Just finished.”
“You okay man,” Mark asked.
“No,” Jason said with a slow sigh. “But it had to be done. If I’m in France and the terrorist cell found out she was my girlfriend, I wouldn’t be able to protect her. I just wish I could tell her.”
“Your country needs you man. You don’t have to do this though.”
“No, I’m not doing it for my country, I’m doing it for her. It’s something that has to be done. I’ll call you when I get back home.” Jason hung up. He looked at the house one last time and the shadow of Michelle ran to her father’s shadow. He started the car and a tear rolled down his face.
“I love you Michelle
Jason knocked on the front door to Michelle Lawson’s house. It was dark outside and the cold night air was making his breath visible in front of him. The front door opened and Michelle’s father was standing in the doorway.
“Hello Jason. How are you,” Michelle’s father said.
“I’m doing alright, Mr. Lawson. Do you mind if Michelle comes out for a few minutes? I need to talk to her.” Jason felt his insides churn. This evening was not only one that he would never forget, but one that would haunt him for a long time.
The door opened wider and Michelle stepped out, closing the door behind her. Jason motioned to go to the back yard where Michelle sat down on a bench and Jason stood in front of her.
He could help but stare at how beautiful she was. Her piercing green eyes seemed to look right through him. They were so full of life and love. Love for him. Her shoulder length, brown hair slightly blowing in the chilled breeze. Seeing this only made what he was going to say next even harder.
“Michelle, I’m having to go away for a little while.” Michelle looked confused.
“What do you mean go away,” She asked.
“My aunt and I, we’re going to France for a little while. We also don’t know when we’ll be back.” Michelle’s face turned instantly to sadness.
“How long will you be gone? How long is a little while?”
“I don’t know. Could be six months, could be longer or shorter. But we have to leave tomorrow morning.”
“But you just got back from your last trip. We finally have some time to spend together and you’re leaving? You don’t have to go.” Jason’s heart started to hurt. This was harder than he thought it was going to be.
“I have to. I don’t have a choice.” He could tell that she was on the verge of crying.
“Fine. Then I’ll wait for you. It’ll give you a reason to come back soon,” Michelle said with a shaky voice.
“Michelle, that’s the other thing I had to tell you. We can’t see each other anymore.” As the words left his mouth, he felt like he has just completely died inside. There was nothing he could do as he saw tears stream down her face. For the first time in his life, he felt completely helpless.
“What are you talking about,” she sobbed. “What’s wrong with you?”
“I’m sorry,” was all Jason had left that he could say. Michelle stood up from the bench and walked right up to him.
“You look me in the eyes and tell me right now that you don’t love me.”
With every last ounce of strength he had, he looked into her beautiful eyes and held back the tears.
“I don’t love you,” he said quietly. At that moment, more tears came down Michelle’s face. She collapsed onto the bench behind her and put her head in her hands.
There was nothing else he could do. Inside of him was a raging urge to tell her the truth. Tell her he was leaving because his country needed him. Tell her that he truly did love her. But, he couldn’t. He loved her too much to tell her these things. Telling her put her in danger. Leaving her here without doing this left her in danger too. His hands were tied.
He turned around and walked towards the front of the house, towards his car. He had to leave her there, destroyed. Nothing he could say or do could fix what happened. The cold night air froze him to his core. The feeling of numbness and emptiness was now complete.
He got in the car and his phone rang. He looked at the caller I.D. and answered it.
“Jason, it’s Mark. How'd it go?” Jason paused for a moment.
“Yeah. Just finished.”
“You okay man,” Mark asked.
“No,” Jason said with a slow sigh. “But it had to be done. If I’m in France and the terrorist cell found out she was my girlfriend, I wouldn’t be able to protect her. I just wish I could tell her.”
“Your country needs you man. You don’t have to do this though.”
“No, I’m not doing it for my country, I’m doing it for her. It’s something that has to be done. I’ll call you when I get back home.” Jason hung up. He looked at the house one last time and the shadow of Michelle ran to her father’s shadow. He started the car and a tear rolled down his face.
“I love you Michelle
Thursday, September 2, 2010
The Man of the Future
By: Brandon James Scott Scholl
“I'm from another time,” he said quietly looking right into her eyes. “I come from at least a millennium from the current year. I was sent here to stop a murder.”
She had to believe him. He had to make sure she believed him. She was the only way that he was going to be able to find out when and where everything was going to happen. If it wasn't for her hospitality two nights ago, he'd still be out in the cold of the city.
“You're pulling my leg,” Clarice said. “That's the kind of stuff you read in books.” Devlin looked into her deep golden eyes. Clarice's expression changed. “You're serious.” Devlin nodded.
Just then a group of men at the bar that were eyeing him turned to face him.
“Hey kid, what's your name?” Devlin thought for a moment. He couldn't use his real name. His name was the same as his relative that was going to be killed.
“Kirk. James T. Kirk,” Devlin blurted out. Then the three men got up in their finely immaculate suits and walked over to his table.
“Well, Kirk. We haven't seen you around here before so we'll let you in on a secret. This here is our town. You follow the rules, stay out of our way, and you'll be fine. Got it?” Devlin nodded. The three men walked out of the shop.
“James T. Kirk,” Clarice asked. Devlin shrugged.
“I was going to say Dick Tracy but I don't know when that was first published. Didn't want it to sound weird.” Clarice rolled her eyes.
“Well you could have come up with a better name. Kirk sounds like a stupid name.”
“Are you kidding me? Kirk was one of the best...,” he stopped. “Never mind. Let's get out of here. I want to show you something.”
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Devlin opened the door to the old barn and walked Clarice inside. They were on the outskirts of town.
“This barn seems to have been abandoned a while ago and nobody really seemed to care about doing anything to it. Perfect place to hide my time machine,” Devlin said. Clarice looked around the second level of the barn and then around the ground floor.
“What are you talking about? There’s nothing here.” Devlin smiled. He pulled a small keychain from his pocket and pressed a button on the top of it. In the middle of the barn appeared a small plane. Clarice was staring in disbelief.
“Cloaking device,” Devlin explained. “It’s a new feature that they installed on these things. Last thing we need to do is mess with the timeline further by having stories told of flying objects randomly appearing in the sky. Bad enough one crashed in Roswell in ’47. People are still ranting and raving about that one.” Devlin pulled open the canopy to the cockpit then turned to Clarice. “Want to go for a ride?” Without saying a word, Clarice walked over to Devlin and took his hand as he helped her into the back seat of the cockpit.
When he had climbed in as well he flipped a few switches and the engines hummed to life. The canopy closed and locked shut and they started to lift off the ground.
“Ready,” Devlin asked.
“I think so,” Clarice replied.
Devlin pulled back on the throttle and they moved forward and out of the barn doors. Then, he pulled back on the yolk and they started to climb faster and faster into the air. He leveled off above the city and flew above it in circles.
“Can they see us,” Clarice asked.
“No. The cloaking comes on as soon as the engines start up and the engines have a device that silences them. We’re totally safe.”
“This is amazing.”
“So, do you believe me now?”
“Without a doubt.” Devlin flew them back down and inside the barn where they both climbed out of the time machine and turned it invisible again.
“Now, I need to find this relative of mine who’s going to be murdered and I need to stop it all from happening. Can you help me,” Devlin asked. Clarice nodded.
At first, Devlin had felt alone. He didn’t know anyone and was going to have to scrounge up whatever he could to survive. Now that he had met Clarice, he felt his luck already improving.
“I'm from another time,” he said quietly looking right into her eyes. “I come from at least a millennium from the current year. I was sent here to stop a murder.”
She had to believe him. He had to make sure she believed him. She was the only way that he was going to be able to find out when and where everything was going to happen. If it wasn't for her hospitality two nights ago, he'd still be out in the cold of the city.
“You're pulling my leg,” Clarice said. “That's the kind of stuff you read in books.” Devlin looked into her deep golden eyes. Clarice's expression changed. “You're serious.” Devlin nodded.
Just then a group of men at the bar that were eyeing him turned to face him.
“Hey kid, what's your name?” Devlin thought for a moment. He couldn't use his real name. His name was the same as his relative that was going to be killed.
“Kirk. James T. Kirk,” Devlin blurted out. Then the three men got up in their finely immaculate suits and walked over to his table.
“Well, Kirk. We haven't seen you around here before so we'll let you in on a secret. This here is our town. You follow the rules, stay out of our way, and you'll be fine. Got it?” Devlin nodded. The three men walked out of the shop.
“James T. Kirk,” Clarice asked. Devlin shrugged.
“I was going to say Dick Tracy but I don't know when that was first published. Didn't want it to sound weird.” Clarice rolled her eyes.
“Well you could have come up with a better name. Kirk sounds like a stupid name.”
“Are you kidding me? Kirk was one of the best...,” he stopped. “Never mind. Let's get out of here. I want to show you something.”
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Devlin opened the door to the old barn and walked Clarice inside. They were on the outskirts of town.
“This barn seems to have been abandoned a while ago and nobody really seemed to care about doing anything to it. Perfect place to hide my time machine,” Devlin said. Clarice looked around the second level of the barn and then around the ground floor.
“What are you talking about? There’s nothing here.” Devlin smiled. He pulled a small keychain from his pocket and pressed a button on the top of it. In the middle of the barn appeared a small plane. Clarice was staring in disbelief.
“Cloaking device,” Devlin explained. “It’s a new feature that they installed on these things. Last thing we need to do is mess with the timeline further by having stories told of flying objects randomly appearing in the sky. Bad enough one crashed in Roswell in ’47. People are still ranting and raving about that one.” Devlin pulled open the canopy to the cockpit then turned to Clarice. “Want to go for a ride?” Without saying a word, Clarice walked over to Devlin and took his hand as he helped her into the back seat of the cockpit.
When he had climbed in as well he flipped a few switches and the engines hummed to life. The canopy closed and locked shut and they started to lift off the ground.
“Ready,” Devlin asked.
“I think so,” Clarice replied.
Devlin pulled back on the throttle and they moved forward and out of the barn doors. Then, he pulled back on the yolk and they started to climb faster and faster into the air. He leveled off above the city and flew above it in circles.
“Can they see us,” Clarice asked.
“No. The cloaking comes on as soon as the engines start up and the engines have a device that silences them. We’re totally safe.”
“This is amazing.”
“So, do you believe me now?”
“Without a doubt.” Devlin flew them back down and inside the barn where they both climbed out of the time machine and turned it invisible again.
“Now, I need to find this relative of mine who’s going to be murdered and I need to stop it all from happening. Can you help me,” Devlin asked. Clarice nodded.
At first, Devlin had felt alone. He didn’t know anyone and was going to have to scrounge up whatever he could to survive. Now that he had met Clarice, he felt his luck already improving.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
The Immortal John
By: Brandon James Scott Scholl
John walked out of the saloon as two men stood in the street, keeping him from his walk home.
“Well well well. What do we have here,” said the one on the left.
Both were men that were known as being men out for blood. They were collectors for Marcus Longhorn. He was one of the major owners of saloons, women, and had numerous sheriffs sitting in his back pocket.
John had stopped a smuggling of drugs and kidnapped women a week ago and Marcus put a bounty on his head. Ever since, John had people watching him with amazement because of how long he had lasted and lived. Other men who had bounty on their heads from Marcus were dead by sunset. The fact that John was still alive after this long, made him seem god-like in their eyes.
The two goons that were staring him down now were named David and Kenneth. Both were close friends with Marcus and were good at collecting debts as well as money for fulfilling bounties.
“I have no reason or desire to cause an issue with either one of you,” John yelled. “Tell Marcus that I’d like him to leave me alone.” The two men looked at each other and laughed.
“You really think that he cares what you like or want? What matters is what he wants. And that would be to see you dead.” At this point, John had his hands hovering over his pistols attached to his sides. He didn’t want to hurt either one of them but he wasn’t going to let them kill him and there was no other way to end this.
Just then, they both pulled their pistols and shot John square in the chest. He fell backwards and to the ground, motionless.
David and Kenneth slid their weapons back into the holsters and walked over to John’s body that was now lying on its back in the middle of the street. As they got closer they could see other people surprised and wide-eyed as to what they had just witnessed. They had thought that John was an unstoppable and immortal soul, but he had just been gunned down.
David and Kenneth stood on each side of John’s body and looked at his face. They both started to whoop and holler as they talked about how much money they were going to make for this killing and what other rewards were in store for them.
Just then, two shots were fired off and both David and Kenneth both gasped, clutching their chests. They were dead before they hit the ground. Blood started to pool around them and stain the dirt in the street.
Then, John stood up. Both his guns were smoking and still fixed on the two bandits. Everything was quiet and everybody watching was silent and didn’t know what to think. They didn’t understand what had just happened.
John slid his guns back into their holsters. He looked around at the spectators of what just happened. He untucked his shirt and pulled out a door from a small furnace. He dropped it to the ground at his feet.
As he walked off down the street, everyone started to clap, shout, and cheer for him. They were glad to see that once again their savior had lived through another attack. John’s heart was heavy though as he walked away. Not only had he been forced to kill again but none of these people knew how Marcus was going to react. He had done everything within his power to save them from the wrath of Marcus. However, he was only one man. He couldn’t hold it all and save them forever. One day, something was going to happen and there wouldn’t be anything to stop it. That day was the one John dreaded the most. It wasn’t just because of the bloodshed that would happen, but that that day was close.
John walked out of the saloon as two men stood in the street, keeping him from his walk home.
“Well well well. What do we have here,” said the one on the left.
Both were men that were known as being men out for blood. They were collectors for Marcus Longhorn. He was one of the major owners of saloons, women, and had numerous sheriffs sitting in his back pocket.
John had stopped a smuggling of drugs and kidnapped women a week ago and Marcus put a bounty on his head. Ever since, John had people watching him with amazement because of how long he had lasted and lived. Other men who had bounty on their heads from Marcus were dead by sunset. The fact that John was still alive after this long, made him seem god-like in their eyes.
The two goons that were staring him down now were named David and Kenneth. Both were close friends with Marcus and were good at collecting debts as well as money for fulfilling bounties.
“I have no reason or desire to cause an issue with either one of you,” John yelled. “Tell Marcus that I’d like him to leave me alone.” The two men looked at each other and laughed.
“You really think that he cares what you like or want? What matters is what he wants. And that would be to see you dead.” At this point, John had his hands hovering over his pistols attached to his sides. He didn’t want to hurt either one of them but he wasn’t going to let them kill him and there was no other way to end this.
Just then, they both pulled their pistols and shot John square in the chest. He fell backwards and to the ground, motionless.
David and Kenneth slid their weapons back into the holsters and walked over to John’s body that was now lying on its back in the middle of the street. As they got closer they could see other people surprised and wide-eyed as to what they had just witnessed. They had thought that John was an unstoppable and immortal soul, but he had just been gunned down.
David and Kenneth stood on each side of John’s body and looked at his face. They both started to whoop and holler as they talked about how much money they were going to make for this killing and what other rewards were in store for them.
Just then, two shots were fired off and both David and Kenneth both gasped, clutching their chests. They were dead before they hit the ground. Blood started to pool around them and stain the dirt in the street.
Then, John stood up. Both his guns were smoking and still fixed on the two bandits. Everything was quiet and everybody watching was silent and didn’t know what to think. They didn’t understand what had just happened.
John slid his guns back into their holsters. He looked around at the spectators of what just happened. He untucked his shirt and pulled out a door from a small furnace. He dropped it to the ground at his feet.
As he walked off down the street, everyone started to clap, shout, and cheer for him. They were glad to see that once again their savior had lived through another attack. John’s heart was heavy though as he walked away. Not only had he been forced to kill again but none of these people knew how Marcus was going to react. He had done everything within his power to save them from the wrath of Marcus. However, he was only one man. He couldn’t hold it all and save them forever. One day, something was going to happen and there wouldn’t be anything to stop it. That day was the one John dreaded the most. It wasn’t just because of the bloodshed that would happen, but that that day was close.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
A Romantic Future
~Kindle Joy Miller
I smiled at him when he walked in the door. “Hi,” he said and I just smiled. “Want to play?” He asked. “No,” I said but I grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. We played checkers then chess, we played Uno then Monopoly, and last we played life. After that, we went outside and played tag and the neighbor kids came and played with us. When they left we kept playing and we played tag all night until it got dark. Then we went inside and hot chocolate talking about how much fun we had. His mom picked him up at nine O’clock and I waved good bye to my friend.
Later, I heard my parents talking about us. “They belong together,” said my dad. “How do you know?” said my mom, “They’re only five.”
“Because I do,” said Dad with a smile and I went to bed with happy thoughts.
10 Years Later...
“May I speak with her?” he asked my dad. Dad called me down and I went to the door with a big grin on my face. Dad slammed the door behind us and locked it saying, “Be back before twelve O’clock!” We laughed. “Here,” he said and helped me down the stairs. I gave him a big smile and he smiled back, looking at me with loving blue eyes.
I wear a light green dress with a dark green jacket and he wear blue jeans and a light blue shirt. I liked it and I knew he did too.
We walked down the old dirt road, not saying a word just smiling at each other. I watched as butterflies flew past as if they were dancing and I heard the birds in the trees singing beautifully. The butterflies had given me an idea. “Can you dance?” I asked him. He smiled and said, “No.” But he grabbed my arm and put it on his shoulder and put his hand on my waist and we began to dance. We danced to the birds’ song and we danced in the cool night air. I leaned on him and he leaned on me with a smile across is face. We danced in the middle of the road till suddenly we heard “HONK!” We turned around to see a car with a couple inside laughing at us.
I smiled big and grabbed his hand running out into a field where I sat down. He looked at me and laughed. I looked around at where I had gone and saw we were in a beautiful meadow. The grass was green and there were small hills all around us. He helped me up and together we hiked to the biggest hill in the middle of the meadow. We ran holding hands down the hill. I smiled at him and he smiled at me. I fell down and rolled the rest of the way down smiling and laughing. He laughed too. We lay in the grass staring at the sky watching the sun slowly go down. I reached for his hand again and he moved it away, I just left my hand there waiting. I looked at him and he looked at my hand. He laughed got up and lifted me up, holding me in his arms. He carried me the rest of the way down the hill then set me down. We both looked back at the hill and at each other. “Race you back up!” He yelled and started running. I laughed and ran after him. When we made it back to the top, He turned around and I ran into his arms. We held each other and smiled and in my heart I knew we were meant to be.
10 Years Later...
I opened the door and was happy to see him and he looked at me with a smile on his face. He bent down on one knee and pulled out a ring and said, “Will you marry me?” I looked at him and began to cry. I didn’t know what to say but the word popped out, “yes!”
I ran into his arms and hugged him. He got up and put the ring on my hand with that beautiful grin upon his face. I smiled and cried and leaned on his shoulder, when he said, “May I come in?”
I laughed and opened the door. We went to the couch and watched some TV but we didn’t pay much attention to it. We talked all night till two O’clock and I couldn’t believe what was happening. I was excited and scared, I didn’t want him to leave but I knew I would see him tomorrow. I waved good bye and smiled at him. He hugged me real tight then left and I knew that he loved me.
6 Months Later
I walked down the isle with a smile on my face looking into his eyes. I looked at my dad and he smiled at me and it gave me confidence.
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“Do you, Jacen Christian, take Ashira Rose to be your wife?”
“I do.”
“Do you, Ashira Rose, take Jacen Christian to be your husband?”
“I do.”
“You may kiss the bride.” As I kissed my husband for the first time, I could hear my dad in the front pew saying to my mom, “I told you so.”
I smiled at him when he walked in the door. “Hi,” he said and I just smiled. “Want to play?” He asked. “No,” I said but I grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. We played checkers then chess, we played Uno then Monopoly, and last we played life. After that, we went outside and played tag and the neighbor kids came and played with us. When they left we kept playing and we played tag all night until it got dark. Then we went inside and hot chocolate talking about how much fun we had. His mom picked him up at nine O’clock and I waved good bye to my friend.
Later, I heard my parents talking about us. “They belong together,” said my dad. “How do you know?” said my mom, “They’re only five.”
“Because I do,” said Dad with a smile and I went to bed with happy thoughts.
10 Years Later...
“May I speak with her?” he asked my dad. Dad called me down and I went to the door with a big grin on my face. Dad slammed the door behind us and locked it saying, “Be back before twelve O’clock!” We laughed. “Here,” he said and helped me down the stairs. I gave him a big smile and he smiled back, looking at me with loving blue eyes.
I wear a light green dress with a dark green jacket and he wear blue jeans and a light blue shirt. I liked it and I knew he did too.
We walked down the old dirt road, not saying a word just smiling at each other. I watched as butterflies flew past as if they were dancing and I heard the birds in the trees singing beautifully. The butterflies had given me an idea. “Can you dance?” I asked him. He smiled and said, “No.” But he grabbed my arm and put it on his shoulder and put his hand on my waist and we began to dance. We danced to the birds’ song and we danced in the cool night air. I leaned on him and he leaned on me with a smile across is face. We danced in the middle of the road till suddenly we heard “HONK!” We turned around to see a car with a couple inside laughing at us.
I smiled big and grabbed his hand running out into a field where I sat down. He looked at me and laughed. I looked around at where I had gone and saw we were in a beautiful meadow. The grass was green and there were small hills all around us. He helped me up and together we hiked to the biggest hill in the middle of the meadow. We ran holding hands down the hill. I smiled at him and he smiled at me. I fell down and rolled the rest of the way down smiling and laughing. He laughed too. We lay in the grass staring at the sky watching the sun slowly go down. I reached for his hand again and he moved it away, I just left my hand there waiting. I looked at him and he looked at my hand. He laughed got up and lifted me up, holding me in his arms. He carried me the rest of the way down the hill then set me down. We both looked back at the hill and at each other. “Race you back up!” He yelled and started running. I laughed and ran after him. When we made it back to the top, He turned around and I ran into his arms. We held each other and smiled and in my heart I knew we were meant to be.
10 Years Later...
I opened the door and was happy to see him and he looked at me with a smile on his face. He bent down on one knee and pulled out a ring and said, “Will you marry me?” I looked at him and began to cry. I didn’t know what to say but the word popped out, “yes!”
I ran into his arms and hugged him. He got up and put the ring on my hand with that beautiful grin upon his face. I smiled and cried and leaned on his shoulder, when he said, “May I come in?”
I laughed and opened the door. We went to the couch and watched some TV but we didn’t pay much attention to it. We talked all night till two O’clock and I couldn’t believe what was happening. I was excited and scared, I didn’t want him to leave but I knew I would see him tomorrow. I waved good bye and smiled at him. He hugged me real tight then left and I knew that he loved me.
6 Months Later
I walked down the isle with a smile on my face looking into his eyes. I looked at my dad and he smiled at me and it gave me confidence.
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“Do you, Jacen Christian, take Ashira Rose to be your wife?”
“I do.”
“Do you, Ashira Rose, take Jacen Christian to be your husband?”
“I do.”
“You may kiss the bride.” As I kissed my husband for the first time, I could hear my dad in the front pew saying to my mom, “I told you so.”
Monday, June 21, 2010
A Mission of Terror
~Kindle Joy Miller
"Come in, Red10. Do you copy?" came a voice from the walkie talkie, "This is Purple42. Where are you?"
*Crunch* A man in black stepped on it laughing. “As I was saying, you will be accompanying us to the great white shark, “he said. Red10 tried to scream but all that came out was a quiet squeal. Another man had his hand tight over her mouth and someone was holding her hands behind her back. "Take her out to the car," said the man in black, “and tie her up. We'll blow up this building then take off."
The men carried Red10 out to the cars where they tied her up and gagged her. They put her in the back of a black little car and locked the doors then got in another car, a blue minivan. Red10 just sat there not knowing what to do but there was nothing she could do. Her fellow agents were still inside probably looking for her before they busted out of there. They would never leave anyone behind. They are all going to be blown to pieces, she thought.
The old factory exploded and went up in flames. She started to cry as she saw the black man coming up to the car. “So,” he said, “looks like your coming a long for the ride.” He chuckled and got in the car and they headed to the city.
What am I going to do, thought Hannah, My team is dead and I have no communication with the base. These terrorists are planning to steal the HAT Secret Files from the Scientists for the Future Laboratory or the SFF Laboratory, and then destroy the building so there is no evidence. The HAT files contain instructions of how to build a device that can destroy total countries at one time. This has not been proven and the terrorists want to try it on Canada. A mole figured out the main information from some files at the base and through some private facilities. The mole, known as Orange8, was discovered and arrested. Red10 was listening in on the terrorists meeting and they caught her. Red10 and a team of agents had been sent because they had found out that this old factory was one of their secret bases but they didn’t know the terrorists were going to explode it and were going to go after the HAT files. That wasn’t in their minds at all. they had no idea what the terrorists were planning. And now Purple42 and the other agents were dead… Purple42 was Red10’s brother, the one who encouraged her to be an agent and who supported her in everything she did.
The car drove up to the laboratory and the man in black looked at Red10. “Hmm,” He said, “what are we going to do with you?” Red10 shuttered. She didn’t want them to do anything with her.
“Will blow her up with the building,” he told one of his men, “But keep her here until I call you.”
Red10 started to cry. She did not want to end this way.
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Purple42 and the other agents were hiding in the building waiting for the terrorists. Purple16 saw them kidnap Red10 and she heard them planning to blow up the building. All the agents got out of there as fast as possible and ran to their cars. They hid on an old road that went behind the factory and slowly went to the other side where they could see the terrorist’s cars. They saw some of the terrorists taking Red10 to their car and tying her up. A second later the building blew up and the terrorists took off. Purple42 contacted the base and told them what was happening and then they followed the terrorists without being seen. They discovered where the terrorists were headed and took a shortcut to the laboratory. They got the scientists out of there and now they were waiting for the terrorists.
Purple42 lead a group of agents to the entrance of the building and Purple16 and a few agents stayed with the scientists. After they found out where the terrorists were going it was obvious what they wanted. The terrorist’s goal is world peace through world destruction. They claim they want peace but they are trying to get it the wrong way.
Purple42 and Green14 waited for the terrorists when they finally broke in the agents jumped out and the terrorists started shooting at them. The agents had a head start though. In the mean time Purple16 and her agents took the terrorists that were waiting by the cars by surprise and they tied up the terrorists and freed Red10. Puple16 stayed with the tied up terrorists and the scientists while Red10 took some agents and came in behind the terrorists inside. She shot their leader, the man in black, in the back.
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They arrested the terrorists and the scientists destroyed the devise that they had created that brought the terrorists to them and went back to their work on other stuff. Red10 hugged Purple42 and Purple16 and they all went back to the base till their next mission which would be more dangerous and more deadly then any mission they have ever been on. They would risk their lives for each other and they wouldn’t be able to press on.
"Come in, Red10. Do you copy?" came a voice from the walkie talkie, "This is Purple42. Where are you?"
*Crunch* A man in black stepped on it laughing. “As I was saying, you will be accompanying us to the great white shark, “he said. Red10 tried to scream but all that came out was a quiet squeal. Another man had his hand tight over her mouth and someone was holding her hands behind her back. "Take her out to the car," said the man in black, “and tie her up. We'll blow up this building then take off."
The men carried Red10 out to the cars where they tied her up and gagged her. They put her in the back of a black little car and locked the doors then got in another car, a blue minivan. Red10 just sat there not knowing what to do but there was nothing she could do. Her fellow agents were still inside probably looking for her before they busted out of there. They would never leave anyone behind. They are all going to be blown to pieces, she thought.
The old factory exploded and went up in flames. She started to cry as she saw the black man coming up to the car. “So,” he said, “looks like your coming a long for the ride.” He chuckled and got in the car and they headed to the city.
What am I going to do, thought Hannah, My team is dead and I have no communication with the base. These terrorists are planning to steal the HAT Secret Files from the Scientists for the Future Laboratory or the SFF Laboratory, and then destroy the building so there is no evidence. The HAT files contain instructions of how to build a device that can destroy total countries at one time. This has not been proven and the terrorists want to try it on Canada. A mole figured out the main information from some files at the base and through some private facilities. The mole, known as Orange8, was discovered and arrested. Red10 was listening in on the terrorists meeting and they caught her. Red10 and a team of agents had been sent because they had found out that this old factory was one of their secret bases but they didn’t know the terrorists were going to explode it and were going to go after the HAT files. That wasn’t in their minds at all. they had no idea what the terrorists were planning. And now Purple42 and the other agents were dead… Purple42 was Red10’s brother, the one who encouraged her to be an agent and who supported her in everything she did.
The car drove up to the laboratory and the man in black looked at Red10. “Hmm,” He said, “what are we going to do with you?” Red10 shuttered. She didn’t want them to do anything with her.
“Will blow her up with the building,” he told one of his men, “But keep her here until I call you.”
Red10 started to cry. She did not want to end this way.
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Purple42 and the other agents were hiding in the building waiting for the terrorists. Purple16 saw them kidnap Red10 and she heard them planning to blow up the building. All the agents got out of there as fast as possible and ran to their cars. They hid on an old road that went behind the factory and slowly went to the other side where they could see the terrorist’s cars. They saw some of the terrorists taking Red10 to their car and tying her up. A second later the building blew up and the terrorists took off. Purple42 contacted the base and told them what was happening and then they followed the terrorists without being seen. They discovered where the terrorists were headed and took a shortcut to the laboratory. They got the scientists out of there and now they were waiting for the terrorists.
Purple42 lead a group of agents to the entrance of the building and Purple16 and a few agents stayed with the scientists. After they found out where the terrorists were going it was obvious what they wanted. The terrorist’s goal is world peace through world destruction. They claim they want peace but they are trying to get it the wrong way.
Purple42 and Green14 waited for the terrorists when they finally broke in the agents jumped out and the terrorists started shooting at them. The agents had a head start though. In the mean time Purple16 and her agents took the terrorists that were waiting by the cars by surprise and they tied up the terrorists and freed Red10. Puple16 stayed with the tied up terrorists and the scientists while Red10 took some agents and came in behind the terrorists inside. She shot their leader, the man in black, in the back.
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They arrested the terrorists and the scientists destroyed the devise that they had created that brought the terrorists to them and went back to their work on other stuff. Red10 hugged Purple42 and Purple16 and they all went back to the base till their next mission which would be more dangerous and more deadly then any mission they have ever been on. They would risk their lives for each other and they wouldn’t be able to press on.
Friday, June 18, 2010
Destiny Fulfilled
~Brandon James Scott Scholl
Joumos stood on the narrow path that led to the lair of Edric Mauvais. Edric had heard the announcement of Joumos and Ariana’s future wedding and in a fit of rage and jealousy; he had kidnapped her and taken her to his kingdom, a kingdom of darkness.
Many knights had been requested by King Malkeck, yet that made Joumos even more uneasy about the fate of his beloved bride to be. He had once again taken up his armor plating and his sacred weapon for one last battle. His armor was tarnished and warn by previous battles that gave him the honor and glory only and honest and just man should deserve. His weapon, Kinoshi, was feared by many people. It was given to him, in his youth, by an Asian traveler. He had been walking down the path to his home and the nomad told him it was to be his tool and one day, it would be the key to keeping his future safe. He knew that the nomad was referring to this moment.
Joumos stood in an aggressive stance. His entire body tense with anticipation, he was prepared for war. He was willing to go to the underworld and back if that’s what it took to get his beloved Ariana. As he advanced on to the enormous castle that was under Edric’s rule, heat started to hit him. The closer he got to the moat crossing of the castle, the more he realized it wasn’t a simple moat at all. He looked over the side just as a large fireball came straight up at him.
He jumped back from the ledge as the fire blasted past him. Then, he heard another sound. The sound of weight moving through the air. Just then, a dragon burst out from the moat of hellfire. He grounded himself and boar Kinoshi in front of himself.
The enormous dragon flew high into the air and then turned towards him. The beast released the foulest roar any man had ever heard from a beast of creation. No, this beast was not of God’s creation, it was from the pits of Hell. It came down with lightning speed, aimed for Joumos.
He raised his other arm, bearing his shield. Then, he put it between himself and the dragon as it belched fire at him. When the dragon flew overhead, roaring its unnatural sound, Joumos threw the shield. It had been heated by the fire of the beast and was no longer able to be held.
As the dragon came down for another attacked, Joumos was standing on the crossing over the fiery lake. He jumped to his left as another assault of fire rained down at him. However, this time was different. The dragon continued and then moved underneath the crossing where Joumos was standing. That’s when he took Joumos ran to the other side and jumped off the opposite side of the moat, towards the fiery lakes below.
As he started to fall he placed his mighty sword out in front of him. Then, the dragon was just within reach as it passed and he punctured the scales of the dragon’s throat until it stopped and was locked in, holding and sustaining the tug and weight of Joumos. The mighty beast roared at the pain it felt from this attack and started to gain altitude in the sky. Joumos pulled out a smaller dagger from inside his armor and started climbing up the neck of the best with his sword and his dagger, inching closer to the head of the creature.
As he reached the head, the dragon was turning around and starting its dive towards the ground yet again. He turned himself and was now eye to eye with the dragon. Fire poured out of its mouth as well as another scream of anger from the monster. Joumos took his sword and plunged it into the eye of the beast. Another scream came from it as the sword plucked out the once, useful eye from the dragon’s face.
When Joumos turned around to see where they were flying, the dragon was aimed at the remains of Edric’s empire. He slid himself down the dragon’s throat as the course did not change. Every time he looked, the tower of the castle was closer and larger. Then he looked at it one last time as he secured himself with the weapon he had and that’s when he and the dragon slammed through it.
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As Joumos awoke he had Princess Ariana kneeling beside him. Her beautiful brown hair swaying in the wind as if by a celestial gust. Her green eyes piercing into him as she stared into his eyes. He felt her beauty as it resonated off of her and he felt warmth.
“Are you alright,” the angelic Ariana asked. Joumos moved slowly and got to his feet.
“I am fine my lady.”
As he stood into the eyes of his beautiful bride, fear had come across her face. Then, blood pooled around the front of her dress as shock also came over her face. She fell to the ground as Edric stood there, smirking.
“NO,” Joumos screamed as he pulled Kinoshi at the ready and jumped at Edric. As Edric attempted to block the initial attack, Joumos twirled to his right and plunged his blade squarely into Edric’s abdomen. Edric stared at him with pure hatred in his eyes. They were not eyes of a man but of a demon. Red and lusting for blood and destruction. Edric pulled himself down the sword, impaling himself further, but also inching closer to Joumos’s face.
“You may think you have won this battle, knight. But you have yet to win the war. There have been things set in motion even you cannot stop.” Then Edric fell limp and lifeless on the steel blade.
Joumos released the corpse and ran to the side of Ariana. She was still breathing but bleeding a lot. He felt his heart beat faster with the fear of his beloved leaving him cold and alone. He had been told that he would defend and keep his future safe, and he had failed. Ariana opened her eyes and looked sweetly into her savior’s eyes.
“I love you…” were all the words that came whispered out of her mouth as tears rolled down her face. She had fallen back into unconsciousness. Joumos picked her up and carried her out of the castle to his steed. He whipped the horse numerous times to make him run faster than the four winds could move to his kingdom in the hopes he could save her.
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Ariana opened her eyes and felt stiff and sore. Light was all around her and she couldn’t take it all in. There was a figure that was next to her side, in a chair, where she was laying. It took her a moment for her eyes to adjust before realizing it was her Joumos. The man that had risked his life and did whatever it took to save her life.
She reached out and touched his hand and then held it firmly in hers. To this, he had awoken and smiled at her with more warmth than she had ever seen within him.
“How are you feeling,” he asked her softly.
“I’m sore but I will live.” Tears came to his eyes and he held her softly in his arms.
“I thought I had lost you, my love.”
“…Never. I will be with you always.”
The both laid there in each other’s embrace. Joumos thought about what the nomad had once said about he would defend his fate and destiny and Kinoshi would help him succeed. For the Asian was right, his future, his fate, his destiny, was safe and in his arms, where she belonged.
Joumos stood on the narrow path that led to the lair of Edric Mauvais. Edric had heard the announcement of Joumos and Ariana’s future wedding and in a fit of rage and jealousy; he had kidnapped her and taken her to his kingdom, a kingdom of darkness.
Many knights had been requested by King Malkeck, yet that made Joumos even more uneasy about the fate of his beloved bride to be. He had once again taken up his armor plating and his sacred weapon for one last battle. His armor was tarnished and warn by previous battles that gave him the honor and glory only and honest and just man should deserve. His weapon, Kinoshi, was feared by many people. It was given to him, in his youth, by an Asian traveler. He had been walking down the path to his home and the nomad told him it was to be his tool and one day, it would be the key to keeping his future safe. He knew that the nomad was referring to this moment.
Joumos stood in an aggressive stance. His entire body tense with anticipation, he was prepared for war. He was willing to go to the underworld and back if that’s what it took to get his beloved Ariana. As he advanced on to the enormous castle that was under Edric’s rule, heat started to hit him. The closer he got to the moat crossing of the castle, the more he realized it wasn’t a simple moat at all. He looked over the side just as a large fireball came straight up at him.
He jumped back from the ledge as the fire blasted past him. Then, he heard another sound. The sound of weight moving through the air. Just then, a dragon burst out from the moat of hellfire. He grounded himself and boar Kinoshi in front of himself.
The enormous dragon flew high into the air and then turned towards him. The beast released the foulest roar any man had ever heard from a beast of creation. No, this beast was not of God’s creation, it was from the pits of Hell. It came down with lightning speed, aimed for Joumos.
He raised his other arm, bearing his shield. Then, he put it between himself and the dragon as it belched fire at him. When the dragon flew overhead, roaring its unnatural sound, Joumos threw the shield. It had been heated by the fire of the beast and was no longer able to be held.
As the dragon came down for another attacked, Joumos was standing on the crossing over the fiery lake. He jumped to his left as another assault of fire rained down at him. However, this time was different. The dragon continued and then moved underneath the crossing where Joumos was standing. That’s when he took Joumos ran to the other side and jumped off the opposite side of the moat, towards the fiery lakes below.
As he started to fall he placed his mighty sword out in front of him. Then, the dragon was just within reach as it passed and he punctured the scales of the dragon’s throat until it stopped and was locked in, holding and sustaining the tug and weight of Joumos. The mighty beast roared at the pain it felt from this attack and started to gain altitude in the sky. Joumos pulled out a smaller dagger from inside his armor and started climbing up the neck of the best with his sword and his dagger, inching closer to the head of the creature.
As he reached the head, the dragon was turning around and starting its dive towards the ground yet again. He turned himself and was now eye to eye with the dragon. Fire poured out of its mouth as well as another scream of anger from the monster. Joumos took his sword and plunged it into the eye of the beast. Another scream came from it as the sword plucked out the once, useful eye from the dragon’s face.
When Joumos turned around to see where they were flying, the dragon was aimed at the remains of Edric’s empire. He slid himself down the dragon’s throat as the course did not change. Every time he looked, the tower of the castle was closer and larger. Then he looked at it one last time as he secured himself with the weapon he had and that’s when he and the dragon slammed through it.
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As Joumos awoke he had Princess Ariana kneeling beside him. Her beautiful brown hair swaying in the wind as if by a celestial gust. Her green eyes piercing into him as she stared into his eyes. He felt her beauty as it resonated off of her and he felt warmth.
“Are you alright,” the angelic Ariana asked. Joumos moved slowly and got to his feet.
“I am fine my lady.”
As he stood into the eyes of his beautiful bride, fear had come across her face. Then, blood pooled around the front of her dress as shock also came over her face. She fell to the ground as Edric stood there, smirking.
“NO,” Joumos screamed as he pulled Kinoshi at the ready and jumped at Edric. As Edric attempted to block the initial attack, Joumos twirled to his right and plunged his blade squarely into Edric’s abdomen. Edric stared at him with pure hatred in his eyes. They were not eyes of a man but of a demon. Red and lusting for blood and destruction. Edric pulled himself down the sword, impaling himself further, but also inching closer to Joumos’s face.
“You may think you have won this battle, knight. But you have yet to win the war. There have been things set in motion even you cannot stop.” Then Edric fell limp and lifeless on the steel blade.
Joumos released the corpse and ran to the side of Ariana. She was still breathing but bleeding a lot. He felt his heart beat faster with the fear of his beloved leaving him cold and alone. He had been told that he would defend and keep his future safe, and he had failed. Ariana opened her eyes and looked sweetly into her savior’s eyes.
“I love you…” were all the words that came whispered out of her mouth as tears rolled down her face. She had fallen back into unconsciousness. Joumos picked her up and carried her out of the castle to his steed. He whipped the horse numerous times to make him run faster than the four winds could move to his kingdom in the hopes he could save her.
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Ariana opened her eyes and felt stiff and sore. Light was all around her and she couldn’t take it all in. There was a figure that was next to her side, in a chair, where she was laying. It took her a moment for her eyes to adjust before realizing it was her Joumos. The man that had risked his life and did whatever it took to save her life.
She reached out and touched his hand and then held it firmly in hers. To this, he had awoken and smiled at her with more warmth than she had ever seen within him.
“How are you feeling,” he asked her softly.
“I’m sore but I will live.” Tears came to his eyes and he held her softly in his arms.
“I thought I had lost you, my love.”
“…Never. I will be with you always.”
The both laid there in each other’s embrace. Joumos thought about what the nomad had once said about he would defend his fate and destiny and Kinoshi would help him succeed. For the Asian was right, his future, his fate, his destiny, was safe and in his arms, where she belonged.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Dark
~Brandon James Scott Scholl
Devlin Sparks drove as fast as he could through the storm. It was only moments ago that he had gotten a call from his beautiful wife that men were inside of his house. His wife, Nicole, had said she was hiding with the kids in a closet far in the back hallway of the second story. He knew why they were there. The agency he had worked for told him this would happen in time. He had made too many enemies while working for Project Prometheus. Safe wasn’t a word that would ever be allowed in his vocabulary.
Yet, he had slipped in keeping the whereabouts of himself and his family from prowling danger. As he sped down the narrow streets of the country side, the monstrous storm around him raged on. Lightning flashed brilliantly and thunder shook him to his very core. Devlin had put the windshield wipers on full and it was still hard to keep the windshield of his little Ford clear.
As nature once again boomed in defiance of ceasing, his cell phone rang.
“Hello,” he said into the phone.
“Devlin, where are you? They’re still here.” He could hear the silent whimpering through the phone as her fear was more and more obvious with each passing second. He heart was pounding in his chest and he wanted to scream from the strain he felt from being so defenseless.
“Honey, you and the kids just hang in there and keep quiet. I’m just around the corner.”
“Wait, I think they’re leaving now. They’re all walking out the door.”
“Nicole, I want you to get yourself and the kids out of the house, right now. Get in the car and drive down the road and meet me.”
“No, honey, they’re gone. We’re safe now. They just pulled out some papers and things from your study and that’s it.” He came around the last turn and he was within a mile of his house. That’s when he could hear the voice of his 5 year old daughter through the phone.
“Mommy, what’s this big box? There’s little numbers.” Devlin’s heart was in his throat and he could breath. He had just pulled into his driveway. Then, it happened.
The explosion was so intense, it threw Devlin onto the roof of his car and everything went silent to him. His house had just been completely blown away. He was stunned and in shock of what had just happened. His wife, his children, were no more.
“No…,” was the only word that came out of Devlin’s mouth as he watched in horror as the remains of his house burned in front of him. Rain poured down from the sky and drenched his face as he laid there, in the mud, whimpering silently like a child. How could this have happened? Why did this happen? Who was responsible?
As everything fully registered, his jaw tightened and his soft, wet hands became solid fists. He screamed as loud as he could and for a second, he was above the thunder. He stood up and continued to watch the flames destroy the last piece of sanity he had left.
Whoever was responsible for this, their days were numbered. It was one thing to threaten him, it was another to slaughter his own wife and two innocent children. His son, Marcus, was only a year old and his daughter had just had her 5th birthday party.
He shed one more tear before he became dead inside. The numbness overtook him. He was no longer Devlin Sparks. No, that man had just died in the explosion that took the lives of his family. He was a man without a name, without a reason to live or be cautious. He was a man with a mission, a vendetta, and had nothing left to lose.
Devlin Sparks drove as fast as he could through the storm. It was only moments ago that he had gotten a call from his beautiful wife that men were inside of his house. His wife, Nicole, had said she was hiding with the kids in a closet far in the back hallway of the second story. He knew why they were there. The agency he had worked for told him this would happen in time. He had made too many enemies while working for Project Prometheus. Safe wasn’t a word that would ever be allowed in his vocabulary.
Yet, he had slipped in keeping the whereabouts of himself and his family from prowling danger. As he sped down the narrow streets of the country side, the monstrous storm around him raged on. Lightning flashed brilliantly and thunder shook him to his very core. Devlin had put the windshield wipers on full and it was still hard to keep the windshield of his little Ford clear.
As nature once again boomed in defiance of ceasing, his cell phone rang.
“Hello,” he said into the phone.
“Devlin, where are you? They’re still here.” He could hear the silent whimpering through the phone as her fear was more and more obvious with each passing second. He heart was pounding in his chest and he wanted to scream from the strain he felt from being so defenseless.
“Honey, you and the kids just hang in there and keep quiet. I’m just around the corner.”
“Wait, I think they’re leaving now. They’re all walking out the door.”
“Nicole, I want you to get yourself and the kids out of the house, right now. Get in the car and drive down the road and meet me.”
“No, honey, they’re gone. We’re safe now. They just pulled out some papers and things from your study and that’s it.” He came around the last turn and he was within a mile of his house. That’s when he could hear the voice of his 5 year old daughter through the phone.
“Mommy, what’s this big box? There’s little numbers.” Devlin’s heart was in his throat and he could breath. He had just pulled into his driveway. Then, it happened.
The explosion was so intense, it threw Devlin onto the roof of his car and everything went silent to him. His house had just been completely blown away. He was stunned and in shock of what had just happened. His wife, his children, were no more.
“No…,” was the only word that came out of Devlin’s mouth as he watched in horror as the remains of his house burned in front of him. Rain poured down from the sky and drenched his face as he laid there, in the mud, whimpering silently like a child. How could this have happened? Why did this happen? Who was responsible?
As everything fully registered, his jaw tightened and his soft, wet hands became solid fists. He screamed as loud as he could and for a second, he was above the thunder. He stood up and continued to watch the flames destroy the last piece of sanity he had left.
Whoever was responsible for this, their days were numbered. It was one thing to threaten him, it was another to slaughter his own wife and two innocent children. His son, Marcus, was only a year old and his daughter had just had her 5th birthday party.
He shed one more tear before he became dead inside. The numbness overtook him. He was no longer Devlin Sparks. No, that man had just died in the explosion that took the lives of his family. He was a man without a name, without a reason to live or be cautious. He was a man with a mission, a vendetta, and had nothing left to lose.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Earthquake
~Brandon James Scott Scholl
It was supposed to be another typical morning for Elizabeth. She was to do her normal routine in the morning that consisted of a lumpy bowl of oatmeal and a shower before heading off to work. However, today not only did her life change, reality was changed. Earlier this morning Elizabeth woke up to her house shaking all around her. She didn’t know what was going on or for how long it had been happening. However, it was thirty minutes after she woke up that the shaking ended. She had just been through an earthquake.
As Elizabeth came out from under the table she had taken shelter under, she walked to the television and turned it on. Mayhem was EVERYWHERE! The earthquake was the strongest that California had ever seen on any Richter Scale. It seemed like a part of the San Andreas fault had given way and created a large chasm that enveloped half of the state. She watched the news, scared of what she saw. People were hurt, dead, or dying.
Just then, her cell phone rang. As she ran back to the other side of the house to her cell phone she saw things that had fallen all over the house and either broke or shattered. When she got to her cell phone, the caller ID said it was her supervisor at the E.R.
“Elizabeth, thank God you’re alright,” Thomas Avery said with a sigh of relief.
“Tom, what’s going on?” She was still in shock of how she was awakened earlier.
“Have you seen the news? The San Andreas Fault just opened up and sucked half the state inside. We’ve been getting so many emergency calls that we’re being overloaded. I need you down here right away. Our paramedic team is being called in.”
“I’ll be there in 15 minutes,” she said as she hung up the phone.
After a quick shower and throwing on her uniform, she had jumped into her car and was headed to the hospital. She passed numerous accidents as well as collapsed houses because of the earthquake or trees that had been shaken down. Mayhem, terror, fear, death and dying, it was everywhere. The looks on people’s faces was something right out of a horror movie. Most of them were in shock and just staring off because of what just happened to them.
When she got to the hospital she was immediately dispatched with her team to an accident that consisted of a 6 car pile –up 1 mile from the interstate. As they arrived, there were people whimpering and bleeding. Only the sounds from the aftermath of destruction remained. Elizabeth ran to the first person that she saw that needed the most attention. There was a man that was laying on his back on the ground next to an open car from the accident. She checked his pulse and it was quite faint. As she started to look over his wounds she could see that he was bleeding from all over his abdomen. She checked his pulse one more time and there was nothing that existed of the man anymore.
Just then there was another tremor that started to shake the streets. As everything shook she did her best to keep from falling. She saw a large shadow waving back and forth over her and she looked up to the source. The highway was swaying back and forth like it was nothing. She could do nothing but watch in awe as the massive concrete structure started to buckle over its supports and start to lean her way. There was so much shaking that there was no way she could move far enough to not be right where the street was going to land. Out of the corner of her eye she saw movement and heard an engine that was getting louder. She turned and watched a man on a motorcycle flying down the street towards her. He slowed just enough to grab her and throw her on the bike and speed off. Elizabeth’s heart was in her throat and racing as she was moved just in time before the highway crashed where she had been standing moments ago.
“Elizabeth, it’s not your time yet. God’s not finished with you,” the strange savior said. Elizabeth was stunned.
“How do you know my name,” she asked.
“The way I know your name and my name is not important. Only hold fast to His promise that your time is far from over. You have many things to accomplish.” The driver stopped the motorcycle and she climbed off.
“Just remember that I’ll be watching out for you and I’ll be around,” the rider finished before driving off.
She was stunned. A minute ago she thought her life was going to end and yet here she stood, still in one piece. Who was the person that saved her? What did he mean by she still had many things to accomplish? What was she to do now?
Life After Death
~Brandon James Scott Scholl
As little Annie walked back to her seat after talking to the stewardess she felt embarrassed. She had just explained how she was too small for the seat belts and needed a booster for when the plane landed. It was embarrassing enough that she was 4' 9" and that people always looked down on her. The attention was more than she ever wanted.
Annie climbed back into her seat just as they started hitting some turbulence. They were flying over a lush rainforest at the moment and the mixture of dark forest green and the polka dots of exotic colors were more than words could describe.
The turbulence was starting to get worse and the fasten seatbelts sign dinged on. As Annie looked around for a stewardess to get her a booster they all had panicked looks on their faces. None of them paid attention to any of the passengers asking questions. Instead, they hurried to their seats and buckled in.
Just then the pilot came over the loud speaker.
"This is your captain speaking. We seem to be running into quite a bit of turbulence and don't worry, we'll be safe and sound and in time to our destination. Thank you."
Annie felt sick to her stomach. As she buckled into the giant seat the plane started to shake violently. People started moaning and screaming as the plane was tossed violently. Just then the hull of the plane started to moan louder than anything being heard inside. All of the sudden, the roof of the plane was torn away and darkness intruded into the bowels of the aircraft. She looked around as parts of the airplane continued to moan and strain under the pressure. Next, the back of the plane was torn completely off. At this point Annie was gripping onto the seatbelt itself with white knuckles for fear of being pulled out of her seat. They were going to crash and there were no doubts about that. Last thing Annie remembered was hearing people screaming and then their screaming fading as she lost consciousness.
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When Annie woke up to reality she was flat on her stomach in the middle of a field. Her head was killing her because of the giant headache that was currently tormenting her well-being. However, she didn’t have any broken bones or blood flowing out of her. Besides a few bruises that were starting to reveal themselves on her arms and legs, she was surprisingly fine. As she stood up and looked around, she couldn’t tell much about her surroundings and where she was. So, she climbed over to a wing from the plane that had landed in the middle of the field that she was in.
As she got to the top of the wing and looked all around her, she felt sick to her stomach. As she turned to all sides she realized that she was literally in the middle of a field of death. Bodies from the plane were strewn in various angles, shapes, and poses that were both natural and unnatural. Annie’s knees buckled and she fell to her hands and knees as she threw up.
Once she got down from the wing she walked into the surrounding forest. As she walked she was thinking about her current situation. She hadn’t seen any other survivors from the crash. Why was she the only one? Out of everyone on the flight, she was the smallest and she was the sole survivor of the horrible event.
Just then, something moved out of the corner of her eye. A man was running with a giant metal cylinder in his hands. As she thought about shouting out to the man she studied the cylinder he was carrying, it was a rocket launcher. This person was the reason for the crash! Annie decided that she would follow the man through the forest to see where he was going. If she followed him to a city or somewhere with a phone, she could report what happened and tell the police what happened.
After 30 minutes of following the man he finally got to a car that was parked on the side of the road. She watched as he opened the trunk of his car to put the destructive weapon in. As he started to put it in, bright flashing lights of red and blue came from all sides and surrounded the man. As she watched police officers arresting the man she ran after them shouting, screaming, and flailing her arms. However, none of the officers acknowledged her. She ran up to one telling him what she had seen the man do and about the crash site and the bodies that were everywhere. But still, there was nothing to show that the officer knew anything about her existence. As she was confused to why a team of people in hazmat uniforms ran past her and she followed them to the crash site.
When they got there, everyone went right to work. However, nobody had yet to acknowledge her.
“What is wrong with you people? Can’t you hear me,” she screamed as loud as she could. By this point, tears were streaming down her face. She felt so alone and isolated. As bodies were cleared away, one of the team members called the captain over to a body. As the captain raced over, she did as well. When she got there, the sight was gruesome and unbelievable.
“It’s such a shame to see someone so little and young have this happen to them,” breathed the captain under his breath.
Annie was in a total state of shock as she was looking at, herself. There was her body, lifeless, laying there with her head broken open, her arms with the bones protruding through the skin unnaturally, and her brain matter bleeding out of her ears as well as the breaks in her skull. How could it be that she was standing there, thinking, talking, and yet she was a lifeless corpse at the same time?
As she looked around at the scene again there was something new. A man stood in the middle of the field, cleanly dressed and he was looking straight at her. She thought it was just herself projecting him staring at her so she walked to another part of the field. When she looked at him again, he was still watching her. As she walked up to him he smiled warmly and she didn’t feel threatened by him.
“What is your name,” Annie asked.
“My name is Andrew,” replied the comforting but strange man.
“I’m dead, aren’t I?”
“Depends on how you look at it Annie.” She was confused.
“Perhaps I’ll just let Him show you.” Just then everything around her disappeared and she was embraced in light. Not a normal light that could have been from the sun or from electric light, but true light. Annie felt not only comforted but an emotion of love that was stronger than anything she had ever felt before, the true essence of love. As she felt lifted by the light into the air she felt supported and in awe and wonder.
“Hello, my child,” boomed a soft voice that had so much compassion that it felt like it dripped off of every word. Tears came to Annie’s eyes as she came to a new level of relaxed. For she knew the voice immediately when it spoke, it was God.
“D…daddy,” she choked the question out because of the overwhelming emotions that were overtaking her.
“Welcome home, my good and faithful servant.”
Unicorns
~Kindle Joy Miller
They snuck closer without making a sound. Slowly peeking over a large rock, the unicorn was only a couple yards away. “Are we gonna go get her, Paul?” asked Lucas. “NO! Be quiet! It will hear you,” said Paul. The black unicorn turned around and looked past them. It had piercing dark blue eyes and a bright read horn sticking out of its head. “I don’t think this was such a good idea said Lucas slowly backing away. “Nonsense!” said Paul, “Soon we will be as rich as kings!”
Paul took some ropes out of his pack and handed one to Lucas. “On the count to three will lasso it!” said Paul. “But Paul…”
“One… Two… Three!” They threw there ropes at the unicorn with all their might. Lucas opened his eyes to see the unicorn gone and Paul looking over where it used to be and where there ropes were on the ground. “Where’d it go?” He asked. “Where do you think it went, Lucas?” Yelled Paul, “Where all the other ones went this is the fourth time this has happened and we won’t get anything if we go back empty handed!”
“Paul, what are we gonna do?” asked Lucas. “We’ll look for another one, you idiot!” Paul was ready to burst. He had been up in these mountains for almost a month looking for unicorns. They’ve only found four but they have all strangely disappeared at the last moment. His partner, Lucas wasn’t much help and Paul was ready to kill someone. “I guess we head back to camp?” suggested Lucas. “Can’t you get through your little brain? I’m not going back anywhere till I catch a unicorn!”
“Come on,” said Paul, “follow me.” There was a clearing up a head and Paul was for sure there would be a unicorn there. Nothing, the clearing was empty. Paul was about to yell at Lucas again when out of nowhere a little furry creature appeared. “Oh, my, It’s a…” Paul cut him off, “Be quiet you’re gonna scare it.” It was a Jackalope, a hare with the antlers of a deer which was said to mimic voices at night. Paul quietly pulled a net out of his pack. It was just the right size. He stepped towards the creature and the Jackalope looked up at him. “What do you want at this time of night?’ came a voice out of nowhere. Paul looked around, “Who said that?” He asked. Lucas turned and ran off screaming, “I’m not doing this anymore! You’re gonna get killed!!”
Paul looked back down at the hare. He was about to swing his net when he heard it again. “What are you doing here and what do you want with us?”
“I’m just traveler passing through” he said as he looked around again to see no one. “Well, you better get going then, we don’t want you here,” came the voice, “You have seen things you shouldn’t have seen and you have tried to capture us for your own gain.”
Paul stared at the hare on the ground beneath him. This is crazy, he thought, rabbits can’t talk. Paul picked up his net to capture the jackalope. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Suddenly a bunch of unicorns, jackalopes, griffins, wolves, fairies, and creatures of all kinds that Paul had never seen before or even heard of came out of nowhere into the clearing with the little hare. “I think I’ll be leaving now…” said Paul. He turned around and ran the way that Lucas went.
“Lucas, pack your things we’re getting out of here. I’m leaving and I’m not coming back.”
“But what about the boss?” asked Lucas, “What happened?”
“You can stay here if you want but I’m leaving, I will not go back to the boss. I’m going to go make my fortune in peace somewhere else.”
“Can I go with you?” asked Lucas, “I have nowhere else to go. I can’t go back to the boss either!”
“No!” yelled Paul as he ran out of the tent. Lucas ran after him. “Why not?” said Lucas, “If you don’t I’ll go back to the boss and tell him what you did.”
“Fine,” said Paul, he just wanted to get out of there and never see that place and those creatures again.
12 YEARS LATER
“Could you tell us a story, Daddy?”
“Yeah, Dad, tell us a story!”
“Okay… There was this black unicorn with piercing dark blue eyes and a bright red horn…”
“Dad, do you believe in unicorns?”
The Story of a Hair
~Kindle Joy Miller
Harry held on for his life has a huge monster with sharp teeth slowly pulled him away from his friends and family. He screamed in terror and his friends reached out to grab him. They held on tight to eachother. Harry’s brother, Fuzz, was being pulled out too and Harry reached out so that Fuzz could grab him. Fuzz grabbed Harry. “Hold on,” said Harry. Fuzz held on to Harry and Harry held on to their other friends, Split End, Greesy, and Fluff. Fuzz was holding on really tight but the monster came again and pulled him down and away. “Help!” yelled Fuzz but it was to late. Harry watched as his brother feel to the floor. But he still had a problem of his own, he had been disconected from the head and was also hanging on for his life. “Don’t worry,” said Split End, “We will hold on to you. Just don’t let go!”
So through out the rest of the day Harry held on to his fre=iends and they held him up but later in the afternoon he got tired and could not hold on much longer. “Keep holding,” said Greesy. “Don’t let go!” said Fluff. “I’m getting tired,” replied Harry, “What do I do?”
“Don’t do anything,” said Split End, “We will try and hold you while you sleep and you can sleep in peace.” Now this would be fine if the others did not dose off. They all fell asleep and Harry slowly floated down and away. He seemed to have landed in a big pot with boiling water. Harry woke up right away wondering where he was. There was huge orange things and brown pieces of something. “Split End! Greesy! Fluff! Where are you?” He yelled, “Where am I?” He thought about what he was going to do and how he could get out of there when suddenly big brown and white chunks of something started falling from the sky. Harry screamed in fright and tried to move out of the way. But he couldn’t. He couldn’t sway back and forth like he used to on the head. A big chunk landed on him and pulled him into the soup. He was stuck and now there was no possible way to get free he thought. Harry started to cry and fell back to sleep not know ing what to do.
Harry woke up later to a giant black and gray monster coming twards him he tried to float away but the big chunk of something was still on top of him. The black and gray monster grabed him and the thing on top of him and carried them out of the stew. It was huge and it dropped them into a little bowl of some kind. The thing landed on top of Harry again and Harry shreaked. But nobody could hear him. A smaller black and gray thing came towards him and picked up him and the thing on top of him again. He slowly went upwards and he looked around. Harry screamed again because right in front of him with the sharpest teeth he had ever seen was another monster! It was huge, bigger then anything he had ever seen! He got closer and closer to it and shut his eyes be cause he knew he would die. Suddenly he heard the loudest voice coming from the monster saying, “Hey! There is a hair in my food!”
Lockdown
~Kindle Joy Miller
Randy grabbed Daisy and pulled her into his hiding place in a large coat closet. “Hey!” Randy cut her off. “Shh,” He said, “It’s just me.” She stared at him for a minute not recognizing him in the dark. “Oh, Randy,” She said after a few minutes, “I’m so scared.”
“Me too,” He admitted, “Let’s get farther away from the door.” They quietly stepped towards the back of the closet. They looked at each other in the dark breathing deeply when they heard someone come in the room. Randy grabbed Daisy and held her close not making a sound. They heard footsteps walking around the room and coming towards the closet. They backed up and Randy felt a breeze go past his leg. “Did you feel that,” he whispered as quietly as possible. Daisy bent down and felt around. “It’s a vent,” said Daisy. Randy bent down. “Let’s go through,” He said, “we got to get out of here.” The footsteps stopped for a second then headed towards the closet. Randy quickly pulled out the vent and motioned for Daisy to go through. She crawled into the vent and saw a turn in it up ahead. Randy followed as quickly as possible and pulled the vent back in behind him. The door to the closet opened and Randy saw the shadow of a man with a gun. He turned around and headed as fast and as quietly as he could to the end of the vent where Daisy was. They turned the corner then Randy looked back around it to see a shadow opening the vent. He quickly turned around and whispered to Daisy to go fast. They heard a gun shot and both ducked. It must have missed, thought Randy. They crawled farther down the vent until they came to a cross in it. “Let’s go this way, I think we can get to the gym through here,” said Randy. “Okay,” said Daisy, “But if you get us lost…”
“Whatever, we won’t get lost,” said Randy. “I think I feel better now,” Said Daisy. “Feel better?” asked Randy. “About this whole lock down thing,” She replied, “I’m still very scared but a lot more confident now that your with me.”
“Oh... Well, thanks.” Randy started to blush. They finally got to the end of the tunnel but it didn’t go to the gym it led them outside. Daisy peaked out to police cars, an ambulance, and a few fire trucks. They climbed out and two police officers ran up to them. “Are you alright?” one asked. “Yeah, we’re fine answered Daisy as she helped pull Randy out of the vent. “Good. Come this way,” They followed the officers to where a bunch of other students were. “What do you think they’re gonna do?” a kid with red hair and large glasses asked. “I don’t know” said Daisy. Just then she looked over to see her best friend, Carla, on a stretcher being put into an ambulance. Daisy ran over there and Randy ran after her. “What are you two doing?” said a nurse that was right there. That’s my friend, Carla!” said Daisy, “Is she gonna be okay?”
“I’m sorry,” said the nurse and shook her head, “it would take a miracle for her to survive.” Daisy started to cry and Randy tried to comfort her. Then a few police officers came out with three men in cuffs. “I hate you! I hate you!” Daisy screamed at them. “Yelling at them isn’t gonna bring Carla back,” said Randy. Daisy sniffed “I know,” She said.
Grin
~Kindle Joy Miller
The grim reaper is supposed to be a black-cloaked, scythe-wielding creature that sends people to the darkness of hell to grieve in death and pain forever. But there is one grim reaper who is very different than what the stories tell. He is scared of death and allergic to the colors black and red. Because he’s allergic to the color black his cloak and scythe are dark blue. Other grim reapers call him grin because he doesn’t like to make people hurt or feel pain and he doesn’t have many friends because of this. He does everything happily by himself not wanting to hurt another soul. But one day the council of the lake of fire called for him. “Grin,” they said, “under the laws of Hell set up by the devil you must murder someone and send them down there before midnight tonight or we will have to send you down there.” They pointed towards the fiery lake. “You can’t just live without hurting a soul! The law is the law. Now go and do this for I don’t want to see a grim reaper suffer or any of the creatures of hell, not Hades nor the demons of night! Now go and do these evil deeds!”
Grin walked away very sad wondering how he could hurt someone or even kill someone when he himself was afraid of death. He walked down the streets of the underworld to the portal to the mortal realm. Grin went through the portal for the first time in his life. He swirled through blackness and dark and began to sneeze on his way through the portal.
Grin opened his eyes and he was on a tree. He jumped out of the tree and looked around he seemed to be in a park. There was a little girl there who saw him. “Who... are… you?” She asked. “My name is Grin,” Said Grin, “Who are you?” He put out his hand but the girl shrieked and hid behind the tree. He pulled it back in his cloak. “Sorry,” he said. The girl slowly came back out. “What… are you?” She asked looking him over. “I’m a grim reaper…” He replied afraid she would run away again. “Oh,” she said simply,”Are you gonna kill someone?”
“…No,” he said, “…I’m here to make friends.”
“Oh! Can I be your friend?” she asked, “My name is Lacy.”
“Sure,” replied Grin, “Nice to meet you Lacy.” He put out his hand again and she looked at it for a second then shook it smiling. “Is that really why you’re here? I thought grim reapers killed things…”
“Okay… I hve to kill someone otherwise something very bad will happen to me,” Grin told her. She looked wide eyed. “What would happen to you?” she asked. “They will throw me in the lake of fire if I don’t do it but I don’t want to kill anyone!” said Grin. “Why don’t you kill an animalinstead would that work?” asked Lacy. “I don’tknow,” said Grin, “ but I rather do that then kill a person.”
“Okay,” Said Lacy, “ my family has a farm and There is this pig that my dad hates and we just kill all our pigs anyway so you can kill it. Follow me!”
“Great,” said Grin, “then I will be doing you a faver and I won’t have to be sent to the lake of fire!” Grin followed Lacy down the street and a little ways out of town where a little farm stood. “This is my house,” said Lacy, “The pigs are this way.” She pointed towards a big barn. “Okay,” said Grin. Lacy opened the door and told Grin what to do. “I not allowed to watch but my dad tells me how it is done,” she said. Grin walked in and Lacy shut the door behind him so she couldn’t see. He found a large pig in a pin and raised his scythe.
After he killed the pig he suddenly started transporting back to the underworld. He opened his eyes and he was in front of the concil of the lake of fire again. “We are amazed at how quickly you have obeyed the devil’s orders. You will now not have to kill anyone for another 10 years”
After his meeting with the council, Grin went back to the human world and thanked Lacy for her help.
Strange Letters From Another World
~Kindle Joy Miller
Dear Cody,
I am writing form another world. I don’t know how I got here or how I get back. All I remember before I got here was I was on my laptop and I bent down to get something and I hit a button I came back up and the screen read, “Welcome to Eacon”. A weird glowing light appeared on my computer and then I woke up here. This place is very different. There are giant mushrooms, lollipop trees, fields and mountains full of butterflies, and flying toads here! I don’t know if you’ll get this letter but you would be amazed. You probably won’t believe what I’m telling you but it is true! I’ve found money trees and there are these bushes that grow every kind of flower you can think of! I wish you were here with me though. It’s so lonely here. I haven’t found any human life yet.
Your good friend,
Emma
Dear Cody,
You won’t believe it! I have met a fairy but it isn’t what you think a fairy would be like. They are human sized not tiny and they are very friendly! They invited me to tea and I went to their little house. They live inside the giant mushrooms! They are nice and I might stay with one of them for a few days (Until I figure out how to get home). They say this place is called Eacon. Her name is Daisy and she lives with her husband, Pine, and their two daughters, Blossom and Peach. I’m excited! They say they have only met a human twice before. I can’t wait to get back and see you though! I miss you so much!
Your good friend,
Emma
Dear Cody,
Today, we were attacked by cat people! The cat people look awesome! They have long tails and little kitten ears but they’re fierce! The fairies were helping me try to find away home when these cat people came out of nowhere! The fairies flew away as fast as possible! But the cats got me! I’m writing this from a cell in the cat people castle. I don’t know what to do! Now I will never find a way home. I miss you now more than ever and I wish I have never come here!
Your good friend,
Emma
Dear Cody,
The cats took me to their leader today to see what to do with me. Their king, Leapardclaws, told me that they would let me go because there is no use for me unless I knew where the hounds’ fortress was. I told him my story and he said he believed me. So now I’m in a dark forest by myself and I don’t know what to do but write you! I hear howls and it scares me because of what the cat king told me about the hounds. I don’t know if I’ll ever get back home and even if I did I couldn’t tell anyone what happened because they’d think I’m insane. But you don’t think I’m insane, do you, Cody?
Your good friend,
Emma
Dear Cody,
I have met these fire people who think they know how to get me home! They have fiery hair and are super nice! They told me that if on a full moon I go to the top of the volcano (Where they live) the volcano will erupt and glowing light will appear which will transport me home! Their chief elder, Flame, told me that many humans have come here and that is how they have left. I can’t wait to see you! When I was with the fairies they said that every full moon they have a celebration for their queen, Waterlily, and the next one would be in three days. This would be tomorrow! I’m so excited! I just want to go home and see you!
Your good friend,
Emma
Dear Cody,
I am on my way! In a few minutes the sun will be down and I will go to the top of the volcano! I’m saying goodbye to everyone that has helped me on my way. The fairies came and are happy that I’ll be able to go home. Daisy says she’ll miss me and I met a fire person named Ember who I will never forget! She is so kind and loving. She is Flame’s wife and I am very glad I met them both. Well here I go hopefully I’ll see you soon.
Your good friend,
Emma
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