“While no additional charges have been filed against UDP leadership or members beyond the alleged direct assassins in the three weeks since election day, the investigation into the attempt on Senator-elect Graham continues……” Outwardly, Brett didn’t sigh in frustration. He was attempting to enjoy the beautiful fall day in the park William had forced his …
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Spiral of Regret
I’d left the conversation. I couldn’t leave the aircraft, but I'd left the conversation, turning my attention towards the take-off and initial flight maneuvering. The limited AI James, although I wasn’t entirely sure what Titan meant by that and why he was different than Apex, could have handled all of the flight controls, including the …
Revelations: Part I
The flames' height had dropped as they consumed the most flammable of materials in the estate house. If anything, though, the fire grew in heat intensity, especially around the stone stairs to the bolt hole or safe room. I hadn't been able to enter, and Brujeria had been to wounded and in too much pain …
Open Wounds
I sit at the back of the little plaza, watching the celebration unfold. They ignore us, for the most part, not overtly hostile, but not.....welcoming either. We are the family of their new high priestess to be, whatever they officially called the position, regardless of the magic, or maybe because of the magic, a tribe …
Waiting
“I 'ate this fuckin' room.” Five minutes later, “I 'ate this fuckin' room.” I sit next to the bed. Again. I sit and I stare at the unconscious form. Her long purple hair lies tangled about her sleeping form. Of course, its not entirely purple any more, and I guess its a sleeping form now. …
What Price Memory, Part X
I sit there, lost in the memory of a pinup show. The foggy memory clears, and nothing about poor cell phone video gets in the way. With her there, her hand upon my leg as she sips the last of the wine, I can fe..... “Good stuff,” she says, knocking rest of the wine back, …
What Price Memory, Part II
I study her as the sommelier bringS the wine she ordered, offering it first to me, and with a shake of my head, going through the dance of the sniff and taste with her. Somewhere, a thought chases through my head, probably from Henri, that the tasting was irrelevant, that originally, the sniff was just …
Mending Fences and Digging Holes: Part II
He'd made sure he had plenty of time to get back to the base, he'd even made sure he had time to run back to base. Not sure what possessed him to run back instead of grabbing a car from the garage, but he'd been so nervous that Sarah had finally given up trying …
Back to Work
The prisoner hadn't given him anything more useful than the information that first night. More and more he suspected that the implant did more than protect his mind from outside influence. I mean, why give Dryce an implant to start with? From what he had said, both today and previously, was that no one really …
No More Running
He’d ridden home on the back of the SpyderCycle, alternately fuming quietly with the occasional angry outburst to his brother about their failure. It didn’t take them long with Bryce’s suicidal speed, to drive along the cost of California until they reached Tempest Point. Everyone made noises about a post-mortem session with food but he …
Safe Places: Part 3
Somewhere, the blackness echoed with a thump, a slight flutter, a thump, a thump.....followed by burning warmth. The slightest vibration within the shattered thoughts....... Once again, his torn and rent lungs, the burning throat ejected the contents of the sea outward and then gasped a shuddering inhalation. Somewhere, instinct reacted. A second breath, and then …
Safe Places: Part 2
He awoke to aching cold, a mix of numbness and pain in his legs. Dizzy, he couldn't really orient his direction, but when he moved, the feeling of water sloshing around him brought some coherency to his thoughts. A fine spray was showering over him, as he struggled to get somewhat upright. He moved his …
Safe Place – Part 1
He awoke suddenly, confused momentarily before his body addressed the swelling from the concussion driven through his brain as his head slammed into the steel walls a few moments ago. His senses fired, but the container provided no light for his eyes to filter, completely dark. It had been dark outside, but there was no …
My Hometown
They never really looked like they should be together, the punk girl and the soldier. Age, music, style, clothing, bearing, attitude, all said no. A grand tour of Port Hedland proved that, where no one knew them. Now, as evening closed in, and the sun headed towards the sea, they sat on an isolated …
First Loves: Part II
Men Who Loved Her by Paradise Motel He'd been pulling her along impatiently, but when she stepped on a sharp rock for the second time, she stopped, hopping on one foot, muttering obscenities at the rock, the farm, Australia and fucking stupid Australian snakes walking around in the dark where no one can see. When …
Last Dreams 