No Last Chances-Chapter 1
**No Last Chances** **Chapter 1** "I'm fucking bored." This was the message that my brain decided to play to me over and over again in my head. I lay awkwardly on a pile of weeds which often whipped my face. The hood of my...
No Last Chances-Chapter 4
**Chapter 4** I had no idea where I was. Nor at that moment did I realise that I was moving. I'd just woken up from being knocked out and hadn't completely orientated myself. All I could really register was the fact that the ground was...
Still Searching: Burnout
Storms: the most frustrating aspect of life in the tropics that Rik could come up with. They snuck up on you unexpectedly around here, unlike say in Europe where the weather is a lot more subtle in its changes. The Tiger Moth had been returned to the...
Still Searching: Come Fly With Me
Rik had to wait some time before Kierra could take a break from her shift. It was beginning to head towards dinner time by the time she had finished up. She had to take part in a dive tour, to which Rik volunteered to take part in until he was told...
Still Searching: Lost and Found
Cold. It was cold. The office Rik sat in was heavily air-conditioned. In contrast with the warmth outside, this was arctic to him. The pilot sat hand-cuffed uncomfortably to an uneven chair. Also in the office were two guardsmen. He couldn't see them,...
Zeke's Story-Part 1
Before you read this, you must know a few things. First off, this whole thing was rushed. I can't be bothered to explain why, but it's in my journals if you're interested. All in all, rushing means mistakes; expect them. And if Zekay is reading this,...
Still Searching: A Rose by Any Other Name
"She's coming here!" Rik boldly declared as he ecstatically burst into the mess hall. A few members of his squadron were there, including his co-pilot, Aleksi. When the fox burst in most of them jumped at his sudden invasion of the peace. Once...
Still Searching: The White Fox
"Knight Eight, permission granted. You are cleared to land, over." The familiar monotone voice croaked through the radio, punctuating his last sentence with a static hiss to mark the end of the transmission. Knight Eight took a while to make his...