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As the final police officer left his apartment, handing a copy of the police report over, Max wandered over to where he had dumped his clothes from the night before, hoping to put together a memory...
March 18th, 3016 The test is near. I close the door to our broken down cottage and breathe out. Opening my eyes I expect the worst but see nothing. They're gone. I'm headed for the Human Test.
I'm still planning it out in my head and on my iPad it should be up this weekend. Sorry for the delay.
I was just wondering if anyone thinks this is good......I was writing it for a friend (his idea :P ) and I didn't edit yet so some parts may need a little fixing.
Amy and Rory reached the living room. Rory vanished into the study and started scanning the room with the sonic trying to see if he could pick anything up on it.
Mark gave a small smile to the police officer "Er thanks" he wondered away from his house.
"However, Tiamat has the Book of Fates hastening our efforts and we are even more restricted in what we may do in this realm." He said and slowly walked towards me, I took a step back but I felt a...
As the sound of his alarm resonated through his skull, he rose from the comfort of his bed and trudged immediately over to the coffee machine his mornings so dearly loved.
October 15th 1995 Mark woke rubbing his head slowly as he sat up "What happened" he said to himself looking around to see where he was.
This story continues from where Let Them Come stopped, enjoy. I was absently listening to the radio broadcast, which had said that many were in hospital receiving treatment for their injuries.
The engine was already running like it was designed to and since it couldn't be turned off, I inputted a few commands on the computer via my tablet's remote connection and levelled out its output.
I walked to the balcony of my apartment, watching the bustling city beneath me, while sipping a cup of coffee.
'Recollecting the city makes me smile. When you’re on your own, the city becomes your confidant, you know. Because a city is never just a city.
Nine o'clock Monday morning in East London and I am still in bed, even though my alarm had rang out an hour earlier.
"Do you like how you feel, mortal?" The voice asked me. "I don't, your fragile flesh disgusts me." The voice added sounding almost feminine. "If you don't like it then give it back." I said.
Betsy looked into the mirror. It'd been a week since she'd been selected as a maintainer. Not that she really could complain.
Zule fasted and cleansed himself for days as prescribed by the lawgivers before ascending into the holy place.
Mega-corps ran the world. There was no government, no religion. No unemployment. Each country was run by a mega-corp and the really big ones, they owned multiple country's. Country?.
8. Simon dragging Paul by the arm, turning and twisting and jockeying for position as they climb down the narrow spiral stairs. Paul took a peek over the railing, it was a long way down.
1. The paint on the brick wall was crumbling.
The girl woke to nothing. An immense whiteness; the stench of foul disinfectant. Scientific smells. Clean smells. Scientific. With shaking fingers, she raised her hands to her face. Pale, she was.
Alpha surveyed the area cautiously. Only god new what was out there. He stood in a barren wasteland charred and blackened by burning fire.
Greg sat back in his favourite chair. His forearms resting on the worn leather. The chair was ancient. Previously belonging to his father, his grandfather and his father before him.
Regis paced uneasily around the small room, the control panels' many buttons and dials flashing distractingly. She called Viperhound to her-"what is our position?" she questioned the creature.