SusmoyThe old dog curled up on the sidewalk, shivering in the pouring rain. His dark fur was tangled and matted with dirt and blood. His ribs protruded through the thin layer of skin, showing the world how little he had to eat. He let out a soft, weak, pleading whimper, begging the people that passed for something, anything to eat. But they just walked on, doing their best to ignore the poor starving dog.
The dog looked down sadly at a faded red collar, the rusty name tag just barely readable. Susmoy. That had been his name once, a long time ago, when he lined in a house instead of on the streets. Back when he ate two meals a day and was loved and cared for by his human, Kenny. Back when Kenny was still alive…
Susmoy whimpered at the memory. Blood, there was so much blood, and Kenny wouldn't get up no matter how many times Susmoy nudged him in an attempted to wake him. He had stayed for hours, waiting for Kenny to open
EmmaEmma ran across the field, her breath coming out in gasps and pants and her bloodied feet pounding hard on the ground. Just a couple more yards. A couple more yards and she would be safe. A couple more yards and she would be in the trees, hidden away where that… that thing couldn't get her.
Or so she thought.
Just as she was about to step out of the clearing, something slammed into her back and shoved her to the ground. With a pained groan she tried to push herself up, but it was no use. The creature that had been chasing her was putting all of its weight onto her back to keep her down. All she could do was lie there, feeling its hot breath on the back of her neck and its low growls filling her ears. Was this really how it was going to end? Was this really what she had been put on the Earth to do, to be ripped to shreds by this horrible creature?
She whimpered in fear as she felt the monster's forked tongue flicker on the back of h
Something In My System Chapter 1 (Seven POV)Seven rested his back against the wall with his eyes closed. God he was tired he was already half asleep. Quick nap couldn't hurt, could it?
"Um, excuse me, but where am I?"
Seven's tired eyes snapped open to see a boy standing in front of him. He was in his late teens with green hair and bright hazel eyes. Glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, although they were slowly slipping down. What a weird looking kid
"Oh, you're, uh " Seven glanced around and frowned. "You know, I have no idea. Sorry mate."
The boy let out a small sigh and looked around. His glasses looked like they were about to fall off, but he didn't seem to notice. "Oh, well, thanks anyway " He gasped as his glasses slipped off his nose, quickly catching and readjusting them.
"New glasses?" Seven asked, giving the boy a questioning look.
"Uh, yeah, new glasses, right " The boy said, fidget
Bolt Chapter 1"Hey baby, if I followed you home would you keep me?"
The brunette rolled her eyes and walked away. Just like the blonde before her, and the redhead before that. But, despite all of this, there was another blonde sitting at the bar that was looking pretty promising
And that's when he phone went off.
The man groaned and looked down at the screen of his beat-up flip phone, although he already knew who was calling. And, of course, he was right. Only one person had timing this bad.
He flipped open his phone and held it up to his ear. "Whad'dya want, Striker?"
"We have a job," a gruff voice answered on the other end. "Get to base. This is a big one, and we're going to need everyone. Especially you."
"Aw, come on, do I really have to?" The man whined. "It's Friday night, the first one I've had off in weeks! Can't this wait until tomorrow or something?"
"No, Bolt, it can'