The next few days were strange in a few ways. They were quickly getting used to Shade’s place. Mainly because Feint was still sleeping, or hibernating as Phase put it. Feint’s bleeding had settled down for the most part though they were still rotating and changing her bandages just in case.
Author: Zachary Dixon
Long time writer looking for a place to host and share my works. Whether it be fantasy, science fiction or a slice of life, I strive to make them all stories a younger me would have wanted to read with characters he needed to see.
It turned out that the ship hadn’t crashed at the stadium but instead the mall that wasn’t far from it. The entire far wall of it had been torn down, broken away by the impact. It was stuck in the ground like a stick shoved into the dirt by some kid throwing a tantrum. If […]
“How?”
“You guys ready?” Feint asked from back home.
“Down the stairs!” Sarah shouted motioning with one of her axes glowing like a beacon on the street. She stood in front of a subway as people funneled down the steps and to the safety of tunnels. She lowered her other axe and ran toward a car and stood atop it. “The subway is safe! […]
Kathryn and Seth ran along the streets as police cars tore past them. People were running past them going into the buildings for cover or trying to drive in the opposite direction. The flash was the first thing to incite unease on the air but it was the robot patrolling the streets that really brought […]
“Time to get to work team.” Phase said through his mask as he walked along the roof ledge. He slung a duffle bag over his shoulder and glanced at his accomplices.
“So what’s going on?” Yumi asked a pop tart in her mouth. She’d woken up just long enough to change into her sweat pants and a tank top. No one had felt like cooking so breakfast was serve yourself on rations.
“How is there so much traffic,” Cal said leaning back in the passenger seat of the car. Ben was driving beside him and shook his head with a chuckle.
It was an orange type of day, the sun lazily hanging in the air. A light breeze rolled through the air, getting stopped and trapped behind buildings. People out and about with cars on the street despite the staleness of the air. Marco stood on the edge of the bridge staring over at the river, […]
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