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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 7:43 am
This novel is almost finished... and I think it's the darkest story I've ever thought up... now, please bear in mind I started writing this three years ago, so the standard of story-telling is not a high as it is today, but I hope you like it.
“Run, Myra! Quickly, they’re coming!” “I can’t keep this up, Fern!” “You’ve got to! Our lives depend on it!” Glancing behind them, Myra screamed. Fern – her elder sister - turned instantly, her brown, straggly hair whipping across her face. Their house, which they had fled from, had caught fire and was now just an orange blur in the night. From the field they had been running across, they could still see a shape inside, scrabbling desperately at the windows, which had been bolted shut. “Mum!” shrieked Myra, starting to run back towards the inferno. Fern grabbed her, struggling to restrain her sister. Myra lashed out, scratching Fern’s face deeply. However, her sister did not loosen her grip until she stopped struggling and stood weeping in her arms. “She told us to run,” Fern murmured soothingly to her. “She told us to run and get away from the city. No matter what.” Myra sobbed desperately and screamed into Fern’s ragged shirt. “They’re monsters!” she yelled, her voice muffled by the shirt. “All of them are evil! MURDERERS!” “Quiet or you’ll alert the guards!” Fern scolded. Myra raised her head, her face streaked with tears and her brilliant red hair swaying in a gentle breeze. “I don’t care! I’ll kill them all! They’re murderers!” Her sister gazed lovingly at her, admiration shining in her eyes. ‘She’s so brave’, Fern thought. Suddenly, Fern shuddered as if a great chill had passed through her, and her eyes rolled into her head. She dropped to the ground with a soft thud. Sticking out her neck was a long, yellow dart. “Myra…go...” shuddered her sister weakly, before she fell still in the dewy grass. Panting in shock, Myra backed away from the motionless body of her sister, shaking her head in fear and disbelief. “No. No, no. This can’t be happening!” she murmured shakily, her tears returning in even greater floods. Suddenly, a voice rang out from the shadows. “You can’t run forever, kid. We’ve got extra power in our electro-darts. We can make this quick and easy, or slow and painful. What’s it gonna be?” Myra shuddered as five soldier-like guards stepped out of the shadows, surrounding her. They were dressed in black army outfits with thick helmets and heat vision goggles. All of them were armed, and all of them meant business. Terrified, she glanced around her, assessing the situation. Her family were dead, she was alone and, to top it off, she too was about to suffer a similar fate to her sister. It didn’t look good. Panicking, she rushed towards a guard, who aimed at her and fired. However, the electrically charged dart whizzed just above Myra’s head and caught the guard opposite in the helmet. He wasn’t injured, but the moment of confusion proved to be just enough time for Myra to run from the open field into a small wood on the outskirts of the city. The guards tried to pursue her, but their heavy weaponry and protective suits slowed them down so much that they lost her minutes after chasing her. “Damn!” cursed one of them, throwing his gun to the ground and kicking it. “We’ll be the laughing stock back in town. We can’t even catch one seven-year-old girl!” “At least we got the mother and the elder daughter. They were the main targets anyway,” another guard pointed out. The first guard nodded unwillingly. “It just feels like we haven’t done the job properly, that’s all. Ah well, it’s our job to keep law and order, and that family always was trouble. And they even had the cheek to defy a patrolling guard!” “She won’t survive long alone in that forest anyway. We won’t be hearing from her again.” With this, the troop strode away back to the city. As they passed the burning house, they noticed a young woman pounding desperately on the bolted windows. Wordlessly, one guard took a small explosive charge from his belt, placed it at the foot of the window and carried on walking with his companions. Five minutes later, a deafening explosion filled the cold night air and the house, along with the woman inside it, was gone.
Comments?
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 7:49 am
Oh yeah... and in case you're confused... it's set in the future, so if I post any more of it (Which I doubt) do not be surprised when I mention hover-cars and such.
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Sayuri_Tsukiko Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 2:09 pm
I love it yeah ^^ goody good, I didn't read it cos I already read it at school but it's good ^^
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 1:30 am
At school? Are you getting a bit cunfuzzled, my dear Harvest Moon Buddy? This is the one I took to the first writers group meeting.
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2007 12:51 am
*Walks in, scans prolouge briefly to see if it has the word pie in it, and walks out again*
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2007 1:22 pm
Lemminglord *Walks in, scans prolouge briefly to see if it has the word pie in it, and walks out again* Yes, there is no pie, I'm afriad. Just death.... neutral Yep: this is definately my darkest story.
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Sayuri_Tsukiko Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2007 10:53 am
you brought it to school too
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