Wild13kitten

           A day or two after the reporter attack, a man who introduced himself as Mr. Bannister came into my room, explaining that he was my recovery assistant or something along those lines. To me, it sounded like a fancy way of saying personal interrogator. He asked me to relate everything I knew to him, anything I could remember at all, including my experiences in the hospital. For some reason, I didn't trust him one bit. My gut told me not to say anything. I have no idea why, I don't think I had anything important I could have told him anyways, but I feigned stupidity. I didn't even tell him I remembered waking up in the crater when the

    "You are not safe here, hatchlings. Come with me." The dragon's voice was low, unmistakeably male, but melodic and soothing. It calmed Allie and Emma to know he was there to help them, their instincts kicked in and they both decided without realizing to trust the beast. They walked up to him, and he lowered its head to them.    "Do not fear, I am a friend. My name is Morganthal, I shall bring you to safety and you shall rest until tomorrow, whereupon we will worry about your fate. For now we must leave this place, it is not safe, especially for such little ones." The dragon crouched, twisting his head around in a gesture that both the g

     As the girls neared the looming light brown masses, they resolved themselves into crumbling towers; eventually they were close enough to recognize there were four towers, ringing something. It was an old courtyard, cracked stone was visible beneath the moss and grass growing through the square area, and in the very center a chipped fountain -of what Allie thought may have been marble- rose from the stone.    "It looks like this thing has been here since the dino age!" Allie joked to her friend.    "Actually, I think these courtyards were popular back in medieval times. We learned about it in history the other week. They used them for j

    "Why is it so dark in here? It feels like it's getting late already!" Emma was beginning to get a bit creeped out, the mist swirling off the looming pine trees sent a shiver down her spine.    "It's just the forest roof making it seem so dark, it'll probably open up soon, we just gotta keep following the path." Allie replied, her voice wavering a bit as she tried to remain confident.    "Ugh! Bugs!" Emma spat one out onto the forest floor, grimacing at Allie.    "Ew. I really hope this path goes somewhere eventually..." Allie peered into the darkened forest, looking down the path in the hopes of glimpsing something other than pine.  

     I woke up in the crater. Don't bother asking how I got there, I genuinely have no idea. I have no memory from before that moment, save for a white flash, a ringing in my ears, and searing pain running down my body. I tried to move, the ringing intensifying, my eyes searing from the heat, flashing lights glaring through the black billowing smoke coming from the crater. And then I fainted again.     All I know is what the nurse told me when I woke up in St. Peter's Memorial Hospital. I was a 19 year old girl who was found in the bottom of a crater from a chunk of space rock or something that exploded on impact, and I should be dead. No do

    "Finally! I thought summer would never come!" Said Emma.     "I know, it felt like school was just going to keep going right through summer!" Allie exclaimed.     "That would suck..." Emma replied.     The girls continued chatting as they walked from the public school to Emma's house. As they neared a corner, they came upon a small bridge crossing over a trickling stream.     "How long has this been here?" Allie said quizzically,"I've never noticed it before."     "I have no idea, I've never noticed it either!" Emma turned and looked at her friend, her brown eyes glowing with imaginative anticipation.     "We should drop off our ba

    His eyes.. They were... I tried to reason with myself but it was too late. He killed me before I had the chance to finish my thought. *****     -To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.- J.K. Rowling *****     I was taken from the hospital to my uncle's house... If one can call the giant sprawling mansion in Palm Beach, Florida a house... He gave me one of the guest bedrooms, a hundred thousand dollars, hired a professional interior designer and told us to go nuts. As freaked out as I was about the fact that I was supposed to be dead, I didn't hold back.     My room is a creamy white, with an accent wall o

 Linda had begun the day just like any other; she woke up, dressed, brushed her teeth and did her hair like any normal Tuesday morning. She left her apartment building on the corner of Baker Street and Greenshade Drive just like any other day, locking the door behind her. She got into her car and pulled away to go to work, and noticing she felt a bit more tired than usual, decided to stop at the local coffee shop she liked visiting when she needed a boost. The “Coffee Corner” was only a few blocks from her office, so she liked to stop by sometimes and bring her coworkers a coffee. She had no children to support and no husband, or

                My boyfriend was supposed to pick me up, so I was waiting on my floating couch in the living room. I had just got back from my weekend vacation to the moon, and he wanted to take me out and hear all about it. The white walls of our house in the suburbs of East Waterford were always cleaned, courtesy of the maid-2000. My mother was upstairs having a rainbow bubble bath, and my younger brother was in his room in the virtual 5-d time machine game, battling dinosaurs. My dad had been at a business conference all weekend up in New Toronto, so we had the house to ourselves. Not that we needed the extra space. We had recently moved i