Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Seven
Chapter Twenty Seven Toke could feel something cold and hard clamped around his body. He groaned softly as consciousness began to return to him, bringing a sharp, throbbing pain with it. It felt like his entire face had been hit by a wrecking ball,...
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Six
Chapter Twenty Six Toke's feet dragged on the floor like he was wearing bricks for shoes when he walked through the door to Professor Navras' classroom. "Toke," The old inventor greeted him, and stood up. "How was the visit with your...
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Five
Chapter Twenty Five "What is a dream?" Professor Navras asked. He stood looking at the clock at the front of the workshop, and with a dramatic sweep of his black robe he turned to face his class. "Are they merely visions from our unconscious mind...
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Four
Chapter Twenty Four "Take it easy, Toke," a familiar voice said as the young man began to drift back to consciousness. He was sure he knew that voice from somewhere, but it was warped by the aching throb in his head. With a groan, he opened his...
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Three
Chapter Twenty Three "Quiet," Zashiel whispered as they crept toward the warehouse. She had zipped her wings inside her jacket again, opting to take to the ground with Toke. They had circled around to the far side of the building, and now had their...
Juryokine: Chapter Twenty Two
Chapter Twenty Two "I can't believe this," Toke whispered. He sat in the chair beside Wayli's bed, hunched over so that his chin almost rested on the mattress. Boam stood with his back against the wall behind him, not saying anything. Wayli's...
The Protector and the Peacemaker: Chapter Thirty One
Chapter Thirty One ** ** **(Porter)** "The Repurposed!" Porter shouted, but it was too late. The Slayers didn't have time to stop, and they charged straight into the army of brainwashed Mythics. The Repurposed didn't need to be told what to do, they...
Amber Silverblood: Silverpack, Chapter Seven
Chapter Seven I stayed in my room for the rest of the evening, even ignoring my mom's calls to come to dinner when she got home. I could hear Kimberly romping around in the hallway, nails painted, full of sugar, and a hundred times happier than I...
The Protector and the Peacemaker: Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty **(Porter)** The blinding light faded, and Porter found himself once again in the middle of the forest. He glanced around quickly, making sure nobody had been left behind, and then turned to Droma. "Where are we?" he asked. "Near...
Amber Silverblood: Silverpack, Chapter Six
Chapter Six Ed's words echoed infuriatingly in my mind as I got off the bus that afternoon. My comments about going to a stupid Larp had staved of Stacey's questions for the rest of the day, but what the little twerp had said haunted me anyway....
The Protector and the Peacemaker: Chapter Twenty Nine
This week's fanart is (again) brought to you by Serfinee. Three guesses what it is. Chapter Twenty Nine **(Sarah)** Before waking up that morning, Sarah never would have thought she'd be happy to see the slave trader's room underneath the pound....
Amber Silverblood: Silverpack, Chapter Five
Chapter Five Ed didn't move for a good thirty seconds, and his face slowly turned as pale as Hendricks'. "Oh, hey, Amber," he finally said. "What's up?" He started to sink below the table, and I leaned in closer so that we never broke eye contact...