THE FRONT: PART 8
"Redeem myself? What the hell was I thinking?" Scott asked himself, he was back in the trenches, their earthen walls closing in on him as he sat in his dugout and tried to avoid the rain. It had been raining for nearly a week now, but the German...
THE FRONT: PART 7
"You my friend, are lucky, the shrapnel merely tore some skin and fur away, however you did have minor stage hypothermia so we are keeping you for observation." Scott nodded, his wounds were bandaged up and he was lying on a cot, knowing with a sort...
THE FRONT: PART 6
Scott didn't know how long the battle lasted after the lieutenant rescued him, but eventually the screams, and the dreadful artillery blasts quieted and soon all was quiet except for the occasional moan from the odd wounded anthro left alive by the...
THE FRONT: PART 5
Scott stood in shock for a second, while the German soldier continued his slow advance up the trench. There were others behind him and Scott saw to his horror that many of their bayonets were bloodied, they had been killing the British while they...
THE FRONT: PART 4
The rain resumed again, and the steady tapping noise only served to shatter Scott's nerves further. He raised his rifle and pointed it through the parapet slit and used the barrel to knock the decaying arm out of sight. That made him feel slightly...
THE FRONT: PART 3
The dark wrapped around Scott like a cloak, and although his ears were pricked all the way up, and although there was practically no noise Scott was still sure that there were Germans in the dark, waiting for the right moment to pounce and slit his...
THE FRONT: PART 2
Scott awoke in the dim confines of a dugout, the failing light of late evening spilled through the opening hole and Scott blinked several times to adjust his vision. Wynter was talking to a medic outside, a young rabbit who looked like he'd rather be...
THE FRONT: PART 1
The trench was damp, and littered with shell casings, and empty ration tins, and as Scott splashed into the ankle deep mud, several men looked up at him from dugouts, small rooms carved into the sides of the trench. "Replacement." One of them said...
Death In The Time Bay: Part Five (Last Part)
DEATH IN THE TIME BAY: PART FIVE "Where are you taking us, officer?" Scott asked, wondering what the officer meant by 'witnesses.' The officer merely shook his head and continued walking. They exited the Time Bay, the bright sunlight making Scott...
Death In The Time Bay: Part Four
DEATH IN THE TIME BAY: PART FOUR _ He awoke amid more pain, but it was less severe than the agony that had wracked his body before he had lost consciousness. The wolf was cradling his head, and Jack suspected that perhaps he had gone into convulsions...
Death In The Time Bay: Part Three
DEATH IN THE TIME BAY: PART THREE The operator was the first to act, leaning forwards and pulling the badly hurt time traveler from the pile of corpses and limbs that surrounded him. The time traveler was unconscious, his head lolling back and his...
Death In The Time Bay: Part Two
DEATH IN THE TIME BAY: PART TWO _ The pain was terrible, most of it originating from his knees. It was agony, plain and simple, sheer agony that wracked his body, from toes to groin. Jack pushed himself up, aware as he did so of the popping of the...