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Knights
A knock on the door could have changed everything. We would not be in this place if we weren’t boneheaded children… These thoughts raced through Malcolm’s mind as he stood at the iron gateway to his father’s estate. While enduring his trials, Malcolm had nearly forgotten what life was like at home. It had already been a year, but the heavenly scent of his mother’s nearby flower gardens made the months that passed feel like minutes. The hedge that bordered the Uilkin property and the stone path winding to the front door remained unchanged. Even the grass remained the same healthy green from the day Malcolm left. He closed his eyes and pleaded to himself to wake from this nightmare in his old bed, but a hand on his shoulder snapped him back to reality.
By Christopher "The Great" Haaf5 years ago in Criminal
The Barn
I sit in the rafters in the barn of the Old Farm contemplating my life. The November wind picks up and whispers between my feathers as it twists in through the cracks of the rotted planks, making the tiniest whistling sounds as I tuck my head further under my wing. Have I been this way for days? For years? For lifetimes even? I wasn’t always like this. Or at least I do not think that I have been. I very often find myself perched in this way, as a bird commonly does, and then, for a split second, I feel my legs buckle and my vision blur, as if I were scared. I look down at the hay-strewn dirt floor of the silent, crumbling building and wonder what it is to fall. Then in an instant, as quickly as the fear comes, it is gone. A faint whiff of a naive memory is all that remains. The mindfulness of a barn owl has never been one written about by scholars, but I am certain that I remember things. Perhaps they are not things from my life, but they belonged to someone. Every morning, as the lavender speckles begin to melt apart from the yellowing sky, as twilight turns into daybreak, I allow myself to succumb to sleep and relive the same dream, skipping over itself like scratched vinyl.
By Elizabeth Grace Parker5 years ago in Criminal
Escape
Waking up from an extensive sleep, Wren stretches, heading into the kitchen. He grabs a glass of water, looks at the time and makes a call. Alarmed by the information acquired! He stand to his feet moving swiftly gets dressed and leaves his house quickly as humanly possible! Looking over his shoulder at every turn, he makes another call, setting up what is needed to carry out his plan. He then walks into a store and sees his face plastered on the news, listed as armed and dangerous, he runs into a nearby store, grabbing a hoodie to help hide his identity! Now that the information had gotten out quicker than he assumed it would, he heads back to his house to see to grab a few things! Rummaging through his things, he throws a few items in his backpack, grabs his piece and heads out! Jumping into a car, he heads north , weaving through traffic quickly, he has to stop abruptly as he hits rush hour traffic! He looks in his rear view and sees not one, but two cops behind him, looks to the right of him and sees two cops besides him as well. He notices that one cop is on his radio, both cops on the side of him, look over at him, throw on their lights and yell freeze, dont move! Frantic, the stolen car still running, he jumps out hopping on the hood of cars, attempting to escape, he runs between cars as the cops pursue him! Now out of the traffic, and onto the side walk, he takes off running full speed knocking people out of his way without any regard! As they gain on him, he picks up the pace reaching for his gun, reaching back he aims and fires two shots, landing one shot to the shoulder! Seeing that one of them has stopped grabbing his shoulder , then sees the other one go back to help him, he laughs, puts his gun away, and keeps running, heading around the corner. He climbs up a fire escape, notices a open window, looks down and sees someone else pursuing him.He then runs and climbs through the window, running quickly ,he sees a family watching TV. The father says hey get out of here, not paying him any attention, he runs out of the front door, into the hallway, moves through the hallway then down the stairs! He looks behind him and sees no one behind him! Reaching the street, seeing no one behind him, he swiftly walks until he gets to the subway, noticing someone following behind him. He takes off running again, jumps the turnstiles, knocking over a few people, stumbling a bit he regains his balance. Running looking ahead at the open doors to the train, he jumps onto the train! It takes off as the man pursuing him finally gets down the stairs! He laughs, catching his breathe, exhausted he takes a seat, until it stops..He gets off, looking both ways, steps off, pulls out his phone makes another quick phone call! Catching a taxi looking over his shoulder, he sees a gun pointed at the taxi! He ducks as the gun is fired, the back glass shatters as the taxi takes off! He tells the driver to head to the airport as quickly as he can! Looking behind him, he notices that they are still being followed, he raises his gun shooting out their tires, causing a massive pile up on the interstate behind them! Leaving them in the wind, zooming in and out of traffic, he flys in parking near the landing strip as he was instructed! He leaves him more than enough money to cover the fair, jumps out and heads onto the landing strip, where he sees a private jet waiting to take off! He runs towards the the plane when two me hop out in front of him! They draw their guns instructing him to freeze he stops! Doing what he is told, saying, "Ok I surrender!"They put their guns away, tell him that he is under arrest! They go to grab his arms, when he flips one onto the floor, plants his foot into the middle of his chest!He then pulls his guns shooting both of them in the leg, taking off towards the plane, runs up the stairs, the cops reach their guns, shooting at him, the door closes, he tells the pilot, it is time to go! He turns around and she says, "what took you so long baby!" He replies, "Just a few hiccups nothing I couldn't handle! As the plane goes to take off, police cars sirens approach getting louder and louder, the plane gains speed! He yells at the pilot" Go now!" As he plane begins to rise off of the ground, the cops begin to fire at the plane! The pilot averting the gun fire, The plane dissapears into the clouds! He sits down next to her kissing her as the plane ascends further and further into the air!
By More Than Words5 years ago in Criminal
The companion of a Shoe Shine Boy
The aged, demoralised sun surfaces from underneath one of many ash engulfed clouds in the hope of a glance at her world below. The sights which meet her curious gaze are that of depressing soot coated chimneys overcome by a suffocating whirlpool of pollution; the odd washing lines struggling to keep a grip on the crumbling balcony bricks from which it hangs and the microcosm of ant like people that navigate through the tunnelled alleyways which whisper the tales of heated arguments, terrified cries and the secret encounters of business men dealing dodgy wares.
By Maria Mullinger5 years ago in Criminal
Predator and prey
Zara laughed. It was a glittery, rollicking laugh that bounced off the crystals in her cavernous shop. ‘Treasure Hunt’ was always full of customers and she took pride in the variety of handicrafts she sold. From items that cost a few dollars to the heirloom pieces that had been lovingly restored, there was something for absolutely everyone. It had been featured in tourist magazines and blogs on several occasions, but she always made sure the photographs did not include her.
By Sophie Chenoweth5 years ago in Criminal
A God Among Sheep -- The Rise of Maria Salvatore
Had a blast writing this scene out of my new Ultra Low Budget female driven mafia Feature A God Among Sheep -- The Rise of Maria Salvatore, took me a fucking week, and still needs some tightening, but I think it's funny which you need in an otherwise dark and violent script.
By JD Glasscock5 years ago in Criminal
Owl be Watching
Tom thought he committed the perfect crime when he murdered Serene in the woods. After all who would bear witness to his unthinkable act? A deer? A bird? Just the thought made him scoff. He never intended to take Serenes life. When she said she needed to see him he thought it was to mess around, but no the test she showed him and the two lines it bore sealed her fate.
By Sarah Rinaldi5 years ago in Criminal
The Roseville Massacre
In the small town of Roseville, there was no crime. Everyone knew everyone in town. Locals shopping at the small business. On East Rose Street lived the Thornes. The Thornes were the sweetest family. Mrs. Thorne the local florist, Mr. Thorne, the sheriff of the town, and their daughter Maci. There was something peculiar about her though. As her family would say she has a “figurative imagination” and “night terrors”. That was not the case, Maci was telling the truth. Yet nobody in her family believed her. Her mom would tell her “oh sweet Maci, it was just a bad dream”. This all started on a horrifying day. Maci was walking around the woods. She was enjoying the scenery. The smell of pine swirled around her. The Autumn leaves floating to the ground. Then that euphoria came to a halting stop. She noticed a hand sticking out of the leaves. The bright-colored leaves that used to bring her joy now brought her horror. She was in such shock she did not know what to do. The town that is known for no crime is becoming the opposite. She stood there speechless. Not knowing rather run or scream. She tried walking back home telling her everything will be alright. Her hands were shaking with anxiety. She got home and tried to tell her what happened. Her mom said “it is impossible for crime to lurk around this town. There has not been a crime in over 50 years. The last crime we had was when little Carl Randal stole a pack of gum from the Mr. Howards grocery store. I can not believe you are making this kind of stuff up.” I could not go and tell the police, they would talk to my dad. If my dad heard the news he would say the same thing as my mom. I had no corner to turn to. Nobody to talk to about this heinous crime. There was nothing I could do.
By Madison Busch5 years ago in Criminal
Miscalculated
Joel Ornstein, if that was even his real name, had been following a woman he came to discover was called “Angelina” for the last three months. He had been standing in line at the bank when a teller opened a new window, and in the rush to be first, had run straight into her. Her beauty had flashed at him in an angry grimace as she looked at him, and Joel had apologized and politely motioned for her to go ahead of him. Joel had trailed her from the bank and discovered she was a yoga instructor at a nearby studio. He had been watching her there for over a month before following her home one night at a great distance. He was pleased to discover she lived within walking distance from her studio. After determining where she lived, he had gone back home, and the next morning, after he watched her enter the studio and start her first class, he made his way back to her home.
By Shannon Sharp5 years ago in Criminal
