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Nightshade Shadowspell
Her breath matched her heartbeat, slow and steady. The observers backed away in fear. There was no way to calm her. The Alpha bared her teeth, growling at nothing. Darkness rose, covering all in a black, misty haze. She turned and ran, leaving a shocked Beta behind in the dust. Nightshade loped through the forest to a secret secluded location. Collapsing on a bed of fallen leaves, she dry heaved until the tremors stopped and sleep overtook her.
By Jade Muccuff5 years ago in Futurism
The Council Chronicles
The Council Chronicles Book One: Kendra By: Lynette "Netta Renee" Broils Life has a beginning and an end. For most in this world, the beginning comes from the creator. To ourselves, the creator is an unknown being, responsible for the creation of the Earth, the Moon, and the Sun. Malute, the moon goddess with the power over the night, and Lizart, the sun god with the power over light. Together, in matrimony, they watched over the Earth, entangling their orbital dance around the Earth. And, upon their first eclipse, they birthed fourteen children. Seven boys and seven twin girls.
By Netta Renee5 years ago in Futurism
What's up with Ancient Stairways?
I was hiking along a trail and came upon a stairway carved out of the side of a mountain. The stairway was twenty-five feet wide and twenty feet deep. It went straight up to the top at a forty-five-degree angle. I was climbing with two other people and there was a stone arch every twenty-feet all the way to the top
By What's up with...5 years ago in Futurism
The Difference Between Good and Evil Pt 4
Kelsie's mind went to multiple things the next day after her testing with Theo. His mind was brilliant and he was quick with all the testing, knowing exactly what she needed when she needed it. Her mind had been so caught up with him all day she all but cried out when she ran into Veronica standing right in front of her door.
By CR Cole5 years ago in Futurism
Ludovic Chapter 2
Norman killed his days amongst the dusty toasters and silent receivers in the old studio workshop which did not earn him any income. Having retired for health reasons from the Navy the master lived on his small disability pension. Many minor but terrible ailments prevented him from enjoying his free time. In an effort to distract himself from his heavy cough, a continuous symptom of his dyspnea, he had decided to re-open the studio which once belonged to his father.
By Alena Fée5 years ago in Futurism
Porcelain Doll
The skin is smooth like the mirror I gaze into. Rose lips contrasting pale skin stood out to my sight, cheekbones highlighted by the pink hue that dust them consistently. The eyes that stare into the glass are mine, so deep and emotionless, yet so stunning. Black, pencil straight hair tops my head, a gleam of light sparkling in the locks. My hair isn’t too long, but it is just as gorgeous as the rest of the mirrored image. I would have smiled at the sight of my beautiful image, but I know my mouth doesn’t work.
By Melanie Beth5 years ago in Futurism
Space Riders
The year was 4022 and much had changed in the modern world. Many discoveries had been made such as flying cars that could travel from planet to planet as human life began to stretch across the galaxy. You see, in the year 2050, we put our first set of human beings on mars and the world was soon changed as the colony thrived like nobody had imagined. Soon, with the help of advanced science and engineering, we were able to go to previously uninhabitable planets and make them habitable by using machinery to create dense atmospheres, climate control devises to program weather patterns, and then using advanced agricultural machines to create crops and vegetation. By 2500 we had perfected light travel and space jumping: the act of pressing one button and being at the planet of your desire within the blink of an eye. Soon, we were populating the planets with animal life by the year 3000, and by the year 3020, we were putting human life on these planets to populate and live in new, livable worlds. The big thing was our discovery of other inhabitable planets that were already possessing everything but humanoid life. Or so we thought... It wasn't long before we were confronted with our first encounters with life from other planets, our first confirmable cases of human to alien contact, beyond a shadow of a doubt, was an encounter that took place on the planet called, Delta 42. It was at this place that human beings came into contact with the dreaded Grey Alien race who were ruled by the Amonoids: a race of beautiful giant humanoids that were irresistible to the eyes of any man or woman, not to mention the fact that these aliens had a telepathic/mind-control ability to where they could command weaker willed people to do their will, almost like a type of hypnosis. Mix-breeding of the races occurred as a result of this and a new race of hybrids were formed with special powers of superhuman ability.
By WolfBlood5 years ago in Futurism
To be at war with the unknown
I WONDER IF IT WILL BE WORTH IT....IS MY LIFE SUCH A FRAGILE THING THAT EVEN I DON’T UNDERSTAND IT’S VALUE. NEVERTHELESS, I HAVE BEEN GRANTED ANOTHER CHANCE...A CHANCE THAT I HONESTLY DO NOT KNOW IF IT WILL BE ME RENEWING OR UNDOIN. THIS CHOICE THAT I HAVE MADE HAS BECOME ME AND WITH IT, A PATH THAT NO MERE MORTAL MAN CAN COMPREHEND. WILL I SEE THE END OF THIS OR WILL IT ULTIMATELY BE THE END OF ME...I HAVE A GRAVE FEELING THAT WHEN I FIND OUT, I WON’T NOTICE IT....
By SuperTevos5 years ago in Futurism
Gray Hole
The rabbit jumped into the hole and looked around, following the tunnel he reached what seemed to be a cave, the echo of his breath and the trickle of water blended into one. In the pitch black he saw a twinkle. It flickered hues of blue, yellow, red, and violet, curious, the rabbit approached the source of the twinkling, and as he got closer he saw the twinkle was really a dim glow. Its illumination, in taming the darkness, revealed the shape of a frog. The rock the frog sat on was hugged by a stream, its eyes numbered three. The center eye located on the top of its head seemed to shimmer with a sort of grey static. The rabbit has never seen anything like this, and was utterly confused.
By F5 years ago in Futurism
The difference between good and evil Pt 3
Brie's eyes locked intensely on her target, she had one goal, one mission, kill the buck and bring it back to Blake. Then Ray will reward her, her talons dug into her palms slightly, as they always do when shes about to pounce.
By CR Cole5 years ago in Futurism
Demon Jumpers
Chapter 1: The Box Year 2076 This life has gotten out of hand. I've seen things that I probably would never see on earth. Time and time again I’ve jumped dimensions and seen death more than I’d like to since the 4 years I had been with Kassi and the crew. We were wanted in over 200 dimensions, even dimensions she had not robbed. The Rendezvous were known for it all. Robbing the rich and giving back to the poor, throwing huge and extravagant banquets and just downright being free in worlds that confided in keeping a structure, but Kassi had killed a lot of people. She tells me that she didn't want to, that sometimes it's for the best, but I can see on her face that even she is torn apart from all the lives she's taken. I guess more than ever, she was looking for validation in her exploits and adventures. She was looking for an exit from her thoughts.
By Adrian Gardener5 years ago in Futurism
Shift
World One My name is Zeetor I…..well I’m me. I still don’t really know what or who I am. I guess that’s because I’m everything? At least that’s what I’ve been told. And no not by yoda. He is a movie character. I am not. But from what I have been explained….I am a somewhat of a code talker. shapeshifter. You know….Shang Tsung style shit. I can’t explain how I accumulated this power, but I will tell you…And Im not from earth. Annnnd I speak every single language, that’s 7,103 flawlessly and fluently. The women on this planet that I meet….I tell them the truth, through various facets: art, fights, midnight vigilante lessons against corruption.
By Pilot Hayes5 years ago in Futurism