He wished he didn't pass over his roommates' important details."Artemis isn't 5 feet 5. She's 5 feet 7. Your facts are all doctored. You're wrong!"The jury gasped. The prosecutor sneered. "That is incredibly weird and immaterial.""She said so. And_" He wanted to break out of his chair. But he held back angrily."Mister Anderson, can you wait till it's your turn to get an appeal?" The judge said.He tempered. ... Maks was held in custody, he didn't know how long this trial would take, and he couldn't leave the house without people assailing him with insults and curses. It did not hurt as much as not being able to walk but it did make him anxious. The prosecutor stood before the judge once more. The jury muttered. "Your honor..." He began."Proceed.""We found physical evidence of the suspect's behavioral pattern." He glared at Maks like he had the key to his destiny at the moment and he was not getting it back. "He's a habitual smoker. He uses a good deal of narcotics and his
For days he felt like a bullfrog who had air stuck in his throat. About to explode, he was sure the caretakers would have questions about his whereabouts. Flying felt relieving and at the same time stressful.... Artemis smirked when Hamface formed a trench with his foot. The tip of his tusk was as bloody as the look in his eyes."You.""Hehe." It only made him angrier. REEEK!He lowered himself with his horn in view. "Hamface, is a one-man train." He blurted with spit spurting out and he went wild. She stretched over him and he rammed into the other ugly trolls, they scattered like bowling pins. He rolled over missing his other tusk. Artemis chuckled and stomped on the cockroaches."Oops." Aaron Branch grinned. He hurried toward the box long forgotten and picked it up while the monsters flanked her in their pathetic attempt to put her down. His uncle would be proud of his exploits. Richard Dawkins snatched the hexagonal box and pulled out the Ziploc bag full of mystical dragon
Two plants did not go together in the same pot, more or less ten. One person could not handle all that power, unless it was Halo, the person was the pot or the container. The seeds would only grow and tangle themselves up until they suffocated and withered. So it was only a question of how much he could handle it. Aaron lurched when Maks shot himself like a spear into his gut. They crashed into the floor. He gripped him by the neck, they struggled and his temperature ran hot.His skin felt overheated and he let go.Aaron felt him loosen up and he jabbed an elbow into his gut and threw him to the ground. Aaron laughed and stomped on him with his knee. He picked him up and pierced his fingers into his eyes. Maks screamed. He spat blood irritably. He put up a flaming hand and it went out. He tried again and it reduced. [ Error too many seeds. Your qi Level is too low. Initiating self-destruct. ] Maks tossed him away. He was caught in between trying to kill him, dodging his attack,s a
Irma Barnsley returned home from Queen's College, after a hectic week of learning about the science of sound. She swore that she could still hear the sound of her organs pulsing from staying in the quiet room for so long. She wore two peacock feather earrings and a black headband over her hair. She wore a grey dress, black pants, and tall boots strapped by several bands. She visited the park and heard all these rumors about her being friends with a creep. Irma felt insecure. She looked around the large open field with people tossing a pigskin around. She would have to find public transport.Artemis lounged at a bench figuring out a mimosa plant, she recoiled when Irma took her by the shoulders by surprise. They squealed and hugged each other. "When'd you get back?" She said.Artemis bit her lip. Irma shook her head. "That was an awkward question on my part." It was too late to take any of that back. Artemis didn't tell Irma about Aaron. Or her ordeal at the bunker. She waved it off
He barely used it. The gift was turbulent and dangerous. His own body might be helpless while he was using someone else's senses. He needed to be in contact with an animal to gain better control of it. And he had better hope that nothing would happen to the animal. He was running on luck now. He earned an ability called Animal Scrying when he defeated Janice. He had kept it locked in for months. At the moment, he had eyes on any suspicious activity. The only con of the gift was that it took minutes to search for anomalies. So he used birds. Sometimes other predators would catch them off guard. His eyes would shut off like a TV for minutes before they came back to normal. He would feel claws pierce his torso painfully and he almost suffocated. He was scared to use it as much as he was afraid to use the Qi Leech. He had a resolve to stop smoking, he was latching on to his old habit like an anchor. He fell into a relapse in the morning. It was his fault. He had a black nicotine pat
Francis peeked at the passage with little light on the way. The crowd at least twenty of them were lined up walking into the darkest places, apparently they had X-ray art too. They could not be exposed to any stray light whatsoever. "That's the most absurd thing I've ever heard." He was eager to see what the artist came up with but he heard her phone tweak again. He glanced at the crowd leaving in the opposite direction and he stomped his foot. He followed them and hurried past a portrait. The lizard crawled off the tree painting and followed them. ... Maks tried to use his powers. He watched Francis through the lizard's eyes. The lights, the voices, the room they were about to enter. He saw a large burly man with long dark curly hair, intermediate brown eyes, a big nose, and a gnarly grin. He had a knife in his hand. The staff was around and they gathered twenty of them. He saw him grip Jessica's hand_ [ Error. Your level is too low. Try again later. ] "What?" He sat there stunne
The Human Poacher swiped out his knife. Maks lunged forward and aimed his dart gun at him. "Nowhere to run, boy."Viridian was red-faced, his long curly hair clung to his face. His eyes were wide. Maks pulled the rug beneath him and he misstepped. He lunged at him and punched him, they flew into the wall. Viridian stabbed Maks with a dart."I have good use for you and your powers." Viridian shot him and pulled Maks over his shoulder and he slapped down a container with a severed head inside from the shelf to the floor. He reckoned the police would be here soon. He threw down the lighter and the fire licked on the alcohol spreading on the ground toward the table and the fire began to rise on the shelves and walls. He escaped from the basement of the art museum with him past the hall, he dumped him into the car. Artemis landed a fist on the engine of the truck. It sparked. "Sorry, but I can't let you leave." She grabbed Viridian and he was quick to use a knife. She gripped his arm
He felt his insides knot. "I don't mean to push boundaries. Did any of this have to do with monsters?" Her forehead folded up. "Where do they come from?" Maks felt like he was struck by lightning but from the inside. Her inquisitive jade green eyes were troubled. The best answer he could give her was a sad smile."I don't know."[ She makes a good point ] He thought she wished she didn't mention monsters so liberally. If he was not careful, he could open up a can of worms. He barely knew her."I have a lot of stuff to do." He said bouncing back..... At night, Artemis cart-wheeled out of her apartment with a beige tote bag, she was going shopping, and her clothes were out of sorts. She was fine without any powers, but now she had to deal with her body size, she was not sure if it was just a growth spurt. She rolled on her skateboard past the park and there were city lights afar and they flickered on the river, she parked at the man by the bush. The man had whitish hair, his eye