Arcadia-SolutionCold blue eyes pierce my soul. "Liar."
I take a few steps back, "Easy now Lana... You don't want to do anything stupid now do you?" I hope somebody inside hears me... I prepare to cripple my ears should she start singing.
Her arm snaps out faster than my eyes can register, jerking me to the roof with tremendous strength. "You came back to toy with me. Masquerading as an anti-human bigot you forgot one thing. You have the stomach to receive help from the two youths in human form. So why did you do it?"
She grabs my neck with her foot, surprisingly powerful for a bird foot. Of course, she is a bird of prey... Trying to pry myself free I continue. "I wasn't toying with you! And that's the truth. I just wanted to make sure that you were okay..."
Her grip loosens for a split second, then tightens to the point of constriction. "You're still harassing me! Why would you care if I was alive or dead?!"
Getting harder to breath. I trudge on anyway. "I don't like the thought of anyone getting hurt
PHOCT- Daniel Hedacher's DeathTonight marks the death of Daniel Hedacher. A man with strong morals, but an appetite for extreme punishment. Unbeknownst to him, a force beyond human comprehension compels him to enter the dilapidated, stinking apartment building by the construction site. it's a wonder the place hasn't been demolished.
The same entity guiding him also aids in his stealth. For such a large man to move without a sound perplexes even himself. Definitely not his normal operation.
His quarry tonight was none other than the Brooklyn Butcher. Authorities lost him in a high-speed chase, assuming he fled to Jersey. Instead he worked his way to Manhattan, setting up shop in this hellhole of a building.
The Butcher has exactly one thing in common with Daniel, a.k.a. The Malefactor. Both are serial killers with victims reaching into the double digits. But that's it. The Butcher kills any and all he feels he can get away with.
Daniel kills the real malefactors. Rapists. Murderers. Terrorists. His conviction justif
Insulting PoemSleeping upon a pillow of sand,
Hearkening back to a peaceful time,
All wander aimlessly,
Mercy cruelly taken away,
Everyone is out for blood.
Contest Entry-Love EternalPlacing my hand upon the rotted wood I feel a twinge of uncertainty. A moldy sign covers the mouth to this cavern, "WARNING: Closed due to cave in." A lie. The townsfolk believe this place to be haunted.
It's not, of course. I have been coming back to this sign for the past three days. I know what really happened here, and I am the only man who even remembers what this cave used to be like. Bracing myself I rip the sign away and deliver a solid kick to the barricade. It collapses with a wet crunch.
Reaching into my pocket I produce my Luminos, a small brass sphere dotted with several glass portholes. Giving it a twist, the radium core illuminates, casting a sickly green glow around the cave mouth. Tossing it up in the air kick starts the magnetic repulsor, allowing it to orbit my head freely.
I wipe away a single tear as I step into the cave. The Luminos was Tatyana's invention. It was her project that led to this moment.
We had been married
The Crimson KeepLying within a vast emptiness, far away from human thought or action, lie the towers. Grand monoliths of undeterminable origin, all resting in this cosmic void. Every so often, a tower will choose a master to control it... The power they grant to those in command is limited, but simple dominion of said power elevates even a simple mortal to near godlike status, at a cost.
The towers host will become... attuned... to their tower. Little does hummanity know that these large spires are the very lynchpins of existance itself, should one take all the towers for themselves... they would become a true god. And so help the human race should a tower fall. If destroyed, every aspect of the tower will cease to function. Oceans would dry up, time would halt it's flow, even death itself would fade from existance.
There are rumors floating about the current Keepers. The Crimson Keep has finally summoned a master to wield its power. One who is blessed with the red towers strength will gift
Arcadia-LinasAs we approach the base of the mountain, Linas in full view, I pull the twins aside to fill them in on my plan.
"Lucas, Sarah... When we are in town, could you refer to me as Daniel Hedacher?"
Surprisingly Lucas responds first. "Why? Mom says your name is Donovan."
"Lets just say I have someone here I don't quite want to know who I am. I have this nifty trick up my sleeve... "
My scalp tingles as the hair on my head recedes, pulling itself in into my skull, arms itching as feathers creep out of my flesh.The twins stare in awe as my hands grow scaly and take on a mottled yellow coloration. My bones hollow out as muscle tissue grows lean and thin. I drop from about one hundred fifty pounds, down to about ninety-five. Though thinned out, My arms are strong enough and the feathers just as sturdy to achieve flight. I've done this before.
Sarah seems interested, letting out a soft, "Wow."
The ache starts to fill my body as I take it further, altering my features. My nose breaks, taking an od
Arcadia-TwinsFour days. The hours just flew by. After my meeting with Rose, things have steadily been normalizing. Josiah's voice no longer haunts me, and my sense of humor is returning.
Nobody knows that I've settled my debt. That's between Rose and I.
Cally has left on a trip South (business,) and I offered to come. She told me I wasn't ready to handle the Anti-Human folk who lived at her destination. She'll be gone for at least a day.
Tired of lazing about, I make up my mind. I am going back to the forest in the Northern Mountains (I later learned that they are called the Barghaest Mountains. I didn't ask why.
Walking along the beaten road I hear a whistle. A familiar face, and wearing clothes for a change. "Hello Vlithara."
She adjust's her track suit and backpack before responding. "How are you feeling? The lightbeast's dark taint still stain you?"
"Nah, Took a few days, but I've mostly pushed it aside.Still have nightmares."
"Huh. Here, take this." She tosses her backpack at me.
Arcadia-GuiltWalking through the front door I can feel a part of myself drifting away. Cally is the only one at the house right now, and she seems worried. I may look a little rough, and I think my ribs are bruised at the very least.
Her shock is immediately noticeable, "What happened to you!? Where did all of that blood come from?" She starts pawing my chest and face, I push her away.
"I went hunting. Things went south."
She seems to calm, "So you changed? That's good to hear. What exactly happened?"
Stopping my march to the bathroom my mind returns to the forest. The unicorn's, no, Josiah's dying words burned into my head, "Do it, fell beast of the wood..." Shortly after he said that, I murdered him. I can't put it any other way.
Looking her in the eyes I tell her, "I don't wanna talk about it." I step into the bathroom and shut the door. Looking into the mirror I can see dried blood caked around my mouth, splashed across my jaw as though I were digging int
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