Creative Writing : A Short Story

He listens as footsteps approach him and his assailant. Said assailant is knocked back with an outraged cry and Armin chances a look up through his fingers to see Jean shouting in the face of a dark-haired soldier. "Who do you think you are? If I catch you beating on Arlert again, I'll maim your

"Here you go." Amy snatched the tickets and tossed the money through the small opening at the counter. Soon they were on their way.

She turns back to grab her gun and notebook. On her way to get her things, Mr. Loomis comes down the street. He gets out of his tractor that he was driving and looks for her on the street. She notes that his back was facing towards her. She calls out for him to drop his gun that he was carrying.

He swished the sword through the air and said, “This is a most interesting weapon, it is thin and light, yet seems to be unbreakable. I think I'll slice you to pieces with it Angelica, and then I'll keep your head as a souvenir. These other two, I will find other uses for.”

Mia was hiding behind a table and searching for Jonny. A hand putted on Mia’s shoulder suddenly. Mia looked back and was shocked by the person who was standing in front of her. A handsome and young face, clean and tidy with fixed hair. Jonny looked at Mia with his bright black eyes.

“Okay I may have met the man before.” he joked, struggling to chuckle with the sharp piece of metal digging into his flesh. Without a word, the ebony haired woman directed him towards the front of the bar. As they trod, the man’s lips parted, “Hun, mind telling me who order this bounty on me?” halting where they stood, she dragged the blade along his

“H-hey, kid… You have to get out of here” The old janitor sputtered, as he coughed blood all over his uniform. “It’s not safe anymore” The janitor spat a large globule of blood to the floor. “Take this knife and run, there’s nothing here for you now.” The janitor pulled free a long silver dagger from the inside of his uniform, and handed it over to Tristin.

“Will you shut the fuck up? This place is loud enough without you going on and on,” I yelled. His eyes focused on me for the first time and they softened slightly. I got this funny feeling in the pit of my stomach as his unusually dark eyes stared into mine. I stood, I just couldn't deal with this right now. “Thanks, Zarra, but I need to get away from all this.” I made a beeline for the door.

"Oh, bravo, " Anders said. "Dead meat." He turned to the woman in front of him. "Great script, eh? The stern, brass-knuckled poetry of the dangerous classes."

Tia stopped her verbal onslaught on Michael to engage with Tre. Going just off of a first glance appearance – furrowed forehead, flaring nostrils, tightened lips – she didn’t seem happy to see him, but looking into her eyes it was obvious she was glad he made the first move. “Who you calling a monster, dumbass?”

Ariel got out of her chair. “I’ve heard enough here and I’ve come to one conclusion,” she siad, leaning forward to hold up a finger to Kira’s face. “You’re an idiot.” She stomped over to the pantry muttering something to herself as Kira tried to pacify her.

We’re being atta--” Bianca stops mid-sentence when she sees her comrade, down, in the ground bleeding. She drops her weapon, speechless. “This can’t be real--Akie? Anielle? I swear to God if you’re playing a trick on me.”

Again, the dark laughter echoed in her head. Shit, shit, shit. She was so damn stupid, so bloody arrogant. In spite of the sunglasses she wore to lessen the risk of overstimulation to her senses, the lenses were no safeguards against the weighted stares of the people on the bus, and Tung wasn’t here acting as a buffer.

Daughter:” well can we find a way to stop it cause i don’t want to use all of money just to buy cards”

Ana gasped, as she whispered to herself, “This couldn’t be real” not putting much thought to it Ana through the card in the trash and proceeded to the kitchen. “Mom!” Teddy shouted. “Yes Teddy, I’m coming.”