Creative Writing : A Short Story

Almost twenty minutes had passed since Epsilon, Sabra and Malessica left the pub. Malessica was a bit upset thinking about innocent people who were hurt during the attack on the pub. Though she knew she didn’t have time to help the injured, she decided to try and forget about it, continuing to follow Epsilon. Malessica noticed Sabra, seemed a bit lost in thought, but she didn’t say a word. Moving towards an unknown destination, four police cars sped down the street past them, with sirens blaring. Malessica put her hands on her hood, covering her ears, waiting for the cars to pass them. Epsilon turned his head back, watching the police cars. He was upset knowing he wouldn’t be able to work there again.

Logan flicked on his flashlight and pointed it to the ground, “ It looks like there are footprints going towards the tunnel”.

“Well Perry is acting very strange, Meghan and Lani are acting very suspicious and of course Sam and Jim are dead.”, Watson replied.

"My parents are not here." Akki spoke lower than he originally had, lying though his teeth. The boy eyes widen realized what he had done. Dragging Akki out of the crowd, the female followed behind.

“I can’t remember,” Jane said, looking at the label. “Kate’s got so much stuff. Open it, and have a look.”

“You must be Kate. I’m David, one of the first to escape from the force fields. In fact, everyone you see here are escapees. Anyway, it’s great to meet you.” he said enthusiastically.

“How did you know where the meeting would be?” she asked after getting her thoughts together. “Did the Alliance contact you while I was gone

“Who did you get to do the work Alessandra and how did you find them? Pretty clear what I’m asking sweetheart.” I look into her eyes waiting for answers.

He led to a rock where you both sat down. "Hey Finnick, who are they?" You asked as you looked at them.

“Are you sure you want to do this Ophelia?” Jack asked. “We can find another way, maybe Raphael figured something else out.”

“Whatever you ask him, make sure it is a yes or no question.” Henry chuckled and Patrick entered the room catching the conversation.

“My name is Ada. My mom went missing in action last year, and is most likely dead. I am very nervous about this.” they all went silent including Elizabeth and Kathleen who as Ada noted were very giggly and chatty. The all looked

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.

“What do you mean he’s after my son?” Angela said, demanding Katelyn to answer her. “What does Liam have to do with this? I’m the one who screwed up. I’m the one who messed up man’s belief system.”

“No, honey. We just waned to tell you at the right time. Please calm down. If you want to know anything about them just ask, okay? We are here for you.”