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8/12/17

The Fright Night

 Night had come to my family’s village, from the owls hooting to the crows cawing, from the rustling of the squirrels to the howls of the coyote pack as they hunted, everything was very peaceful. We were deep enough into the unknown parts of space, unknown to most people anyway, or at least we thought that we were. After mostly everyone in our village had fallen asleep, most of my family included. Two friends and I took the duty of having first watch as security over our village for wildlife and such, but we all agreed, something had seemed amiss. After about forty minutes we all heard a distinct crash and the sound of breaking wood, that startled us all, my one friend and I stood watch while our other friend went and got some of our family members, at this time it sounded like it was around 500 yards out and closing. As all of us were gathering and getting our respective weapons, we heard a roar like nothing we’d ever heard before, nothing could compare other than the sound of an animal being torn apart limb by limb while still alive and feeling every bone break. We all stopped and turned whiter than paper and we need not speak the question that hangs coldly in the air, What was that?  We need not wait long before we got a partial answer to our question, about 300 yards away we seen a massive solid black figure easily eclipsing 9 feet tall, and extremely muscular but after coming only 250 yards away from us, it dead stopped. All of us still left in bewilderment and scared beyond our wits, scrambled to try and get to the edge of the village to try and at least pose a threat to whatever this thing was. Little did we know that this was just the beginning of a very long and very terrifying night. We all had fired three times or so each to try and scare this creature off but all we did was anger this creature, it howled that blood curdling scream yet again and this time it sounded more guttural. No more than five minutes later we heard the same thing not once, not twice, but three times behind us, that woke everyone in our village and got people screaming and running with their guns to every entrance of our village. Once we heard those three screams behind us, we knew that we were surrounded from all sides and we didn’t know how we were going to kill these things, the only thing going through our minds was protect the women and children no matter the cost. The closest source of help was a military installation of about 500 soldiers about 40 miles away, by the time they got to our location, instead of it being a reinforce operation, it would be a search and recovery. One of the elder’s wives made the plea for help to the base anyway and said that we would hold out as long as possible, if it would have been any other type of opposition we would have been fine on holding our ground, this was different. After what seemed like an hour of pure and utter silence mixed with tension, four table sized boulders each weight 200 lbs easily all landed at every entrance to our village, no more than five feet at the most away from our defense lines. Across the way, we seen what looked like two divisions of soldiers from the base coming, but they had come right up on the creatures right flank, right into its firing range and direct path. Our attention on the west entrance of the village switched from defense to trying to lay down as much suppressive fire as we could to give those men a chance to get to cover. No more than two minutes into laying it out, the other three creatures that were surrounding the village all screamed and started throwing head sized rocks at each entrance. One minute later all of the creatures had stopped throwing the rocks and fell back to the tree line, giving us just enough time to get the soldiers into our ranks and then the woods let loose. The creatures came from all four sides and within three seconds we were overrun and forced to go on the attack stance, i seen one creature attacking my sister and i charged, the last thing i remember is a black hand coming across and hitting me in my face and in an instant everything went black.

 Intermora  I did it again. I had somehow managed to procrastinate hard enough to realize at **11:31 **on a Sunday night that I had a hell of a lot of work due either in 28 minutes or the next day. I rushed through the work. I ended up writing quite a lot of senseless random stuff. Somehow I still achieved full credit on those assignments, although they were completely BS. Don’t know if that’s something to feel accomplished about, but hey, I got them done. **NATHAN HERNANDEZ**: **REPORT CARD**, I read. My grades were good. **A-, A, A, A.** Hopefully my parents will stop bugging me about them now. They don’t understand how many bones and bone structures I’ve had to learn and remember, not to mention my other classes. They probably think that it’s very light work. Speaking of which, I already forgot what the hell an intercondylar fossa might be. It’s probably something on the Femur. This reminds me of how much I’ve come to hate anatomy. But I like science. I hate the feeling of simultaneously enjoying and hating something I do or learn on a daily basis. It’s very strange, but I’ve seen stranger things. And no, this does not involve an “upside down”. It’s really not that hard, but a little break sometimes would be much appreciated. I think I’ll soon be having a memory leak and my system will fail. At school, I don’t like to talk much, but I’ve been talking a lot lately. Some people think that I’m shy, but that’s very much not the case. When I’m not talking, I’m doing a lot of thinking. It’s interesting to see where my mind will take me. I have an accent when I speak, which sometimes makes me stand out, and I do not like that. When I hear myself, I sound just like everyone else, I can only notice my own accent when I hear an audio recording of my voice. What’s annoying about it is that when I speak my native language, I have somewhat of an American accent. I’m losing my fluency in the language that I grew up speaking. Anyways, I’m done complaining about the world for now. It’s now 11 o’clock at night again. Forgot that I have an exam tomorrow, but that’s okay.

 I woke up and I realized that I’m definitely not in my room. I do not know where I am or how I got here. Last thing I remember is setting an alarm on my phone and going to bed. This is a strange place, I’m enclosed in what seems to be soundproof material. There’s a rectangular table in the middle of the room and a chair on both sides. I’ve been sleeping on a small bed, what appears to be memory foam. Truthfully, I was not worried at all. This was the perfect opportunity to get some sleep, relax, and think. Just when I thought I was comfortable enough, I heard the annoying loud sound of an opening door. There is no way a sound so loud is unintentional. They really wanted to wake me up, whoever it was. I see 5 people dressed in suits and ties with tags. What in the world did I do this time that could have gotten me in so much trouble? This group is diverse. They’re representatives from different countries. **Worldwide Association of Prevention of Interdimensional Disaster, WAPID**, their tags read. Quite a stupid name if you ask me, I'm sure they could have done a better job with that. Regardless, now I understand. This is about the papers that I’ve written. About my theories on how aerodynamics and Earth’s gravity can be used in order to break free from our part in the universe, all without leaving the atmosphere. However, my ideas are all theoretical, and probably flawed in several ways. Also, our current technology cannot achieve what is necessary. Today, it would be impossible to reach light speed without having friction and air resistance disintegrate your rocket. It cannot be done in space because Earth’s gravity is slightly weaker, even if it comes down to very small decimals. “Nathan”, one of them said. “My name is Aiden. You’re probably wondering why you’re here. While you are at school, your parents read your research papers and submit them online.” I interrupt by laughing and say “Really sounds like something my parents would do. No sarcasm”. Aiden continues. “As your papers grew in popularity, we have determined that such information should not be available to the public and is to be considered classified. There has been a distortion near the Pacific Ocean, similar to a black hole. Due to its change in form, structure, and increasing energy output, we have come to the conclusion that there most likey is something causing this change willingly. Using your theory, we will attempt to break you out of this dimension. We will provide you with weapons in case you encounter a living organism or if anything comes across you on the other side. It is your duty to eliminate anything, or anyone that you see in there. If you choose not to participate, it will be considered treason against the United States and you will be charged.”

 Wait, what did I just hear? I’m laughing heavily. There is no way they can charge a 17-year-old with treason. Can they? Law is not my strong point. But seriously, what the hell are those conditions? They might as well have said “We are going to attempt to kill you and you have no choice but to accept.” It’s really messed up. My parents got me involved in this in the first place. I should be mad at them, but for some reason I’m not. I’m going to accept. “Alright. I’ll do it.” I say. The 5 agents look at each other and whisper. They take me to literally the middle of nowhere. We arrive at a random runway. There’s a small round space capsule, redesigned probably in order to fly and propel itself. I soon realize that the government has been developing these space capsules capable of reaching unimaginable speeds, keeping them in secret and not exposing them to the public. Looks like I get to wear a special suit. Surprisingly, it’s not heavy at all. After attaching several weapons to my suit, they enclosed me in the capsule. It took off immediately. Its speed gradually increased. Faster than anything I’ve ever imagined. My body felt insanely weird. It got to the point in which I could not feel anything. I lost all sensation. Is this light speed? Suddenly everything went completely black. The space capsule lost its speed and eventually came to a complete stop. Something went wrong. I have some idea of where I am, and based on my research, it should be safe to step out of the capsule now.

 I’m out of the capsule. There is nothing here. It’s somewhat like a very dark endless corridor leading to absolutely nowhere. I walk and take note of how many steps I take. After 33 steps I can no longer see the space capsule when I look back. Suddenly, I see something. It’s a dark silhouette. It’s someone else. It has to be. I’m now running, chasing this silhouette. When I get close enough, I noticed something. It’s a girl. Dark brown hair, brown eyes. “Hey! Please stop!” I shout. She continues to run. She looked back at me and took one wrong step. Straight to the floor, she fell. Is this even a floor? What is this? I don’t know. She’s not moving. She’s crying. I help her up. After some moments of silence, I introduce myself and ask her what her name is, after she wiped her tears away. “Hey. My name is Nathan. What’s yours?” She looks at me. After 15 seconds or so, she responds. She speaks English. “Leena”. Leena, interesting name. I need to ask more. I think she’s willing to answer. “Do you know where we are?” I ask. “We are in the intermora. The space in between two worlds. We’re stuck here, unless we figure out a way to get out.” The intermora. Ah, in my research, I came across the possibility of the existence of something similar to this. And this confirms that there indeed is more beyond our world. Leena started the conversation this time. “I’m positive that we do not come from the same place. I come from planet Zell. Often called the blue planet, as 70% of its surface is covered by oceans. Now tell me. Where do you come from?”. This is fascinating. We come from the same place but in different dimensions. Planet Zell. that’s an interesting name. 100% a better name than Earth. Then, I repeat her words. “I come from planet Earth. Often called the blue planet, as 70% of its surface is covered by oceans.” Leena smiled.

 We stay in the intermora for hours, and we start to socialize. This has happened oddly fast, but I’ve started to develop feelings for her. Maybe she’s done the same for me. We talked and laughed. And then came the cursed moment. I realized something. I forgot the purpose of why I came here. I came here in order to kill anything, or anyone that I came across. “No. No, please no.” I say. I have been engulfed in panic. I stand up and start taking steps back as I face Leena. Her smile fades. I realized that the **WAPID** had kept secrets on the matter. They knew all along that the intermora exists and that there was someone here. I now notice that Leena also has weapons. Planet Zell had given her the same mission, and probably blackmailed her into accepting, as they did to me. But why were we sent here to kill each other and not to learn more about this link to different dimensions? I now see that Leena has also recalled the purpose of her mission. She grabs her weapon and aims at me, but is scared to pull the trigger and is shaking heavily. Now is my time to think. //When I’m not talking, I’m doing a lot of thinking//. Do I use my weapons and kill Leena? What will happen if I do not fulfill my mission? I had made my decision.

Subject 368

The following were journal entries leftover on a still working but moderately smashed laptop taken from a disturbing crime scene. They were taken from the scene on April 29, 2017 along with the corpse which was missing several areas of the brain.

April 17, 2017

Dear Journal,

I moved into a new apartment, the walls were bare, pale and lifeless. Made it look like anything other than a home, more like a prison cell. I couldn't complain i was finally out of my best friend's house. Even though they were my best friend they’re a major drug addict, ended up selling most of my stuff. Either way i like it, it's small, quiet and i have a nice view of the park so I can't complain.

April 19, 2017

Dear Journal

Recently I haven’t been able to sleep, I’ve tried but failed multiple times. I ended up resorting to sleeping pills. Since I can't afford the more effective brands I’ve been getting the off brand generic sleeping pills. Weirdly since I began taking the pills I’ve been hearing voices in my head. Usually I just try to shrug them off which usually works but there are times where i can’t. I've never experienced anything like it

April 21, 2017

Dear Journal

The voices are getting worse, demanding I listen to them, and threatening me. They started yelling at me, screaming at me, it's horrible. They tell me to do thing, hurt others, and inflict pain. I can’t I was never able to kill or hurt anyone. Later today I plan on heading to the hospital for a quick examination and then if they don't see anything I’m heading to my therapist.

April 24, 2017

Dear Journal

This will possible be my final entry. The voices they made me kill him, they forced me to. I had no control over my actions. He had a family. He was just trying to help me but i killed him. No they killed him. The voices killed him, if they didn't exist i would've been fine. I think it had something to do with this apartment. Or the sleeping pills. Either way this all ends tonight

May 1, 2017 [That was the final entry left behind at the grisly scene. The body was taken into federal custody and examined. Our scientists have found an abnormal parasite located within his cerebrum. We believe with evidence taken from the entries and this parasite, that the parasite took over his brain and caused him to kill. How this parasite entered the man's body isn't known but we believe it could've been the medication the man had been taking]

May 5, 2017 [Just as we suspected. The medication was actually eggs of this weird parasite: now named Subject 368. From what we can tell subject 368 is a parasite that enters the nervous system, tearing various areas of the brain, embedding itself in the brain of the host, virtually taking the host over]

May 12, 2017 [After roughly a week to two weeks the parasite manages a complete takeover of the host. This has been sighted in 6 tests subjects who took the “medication”. After a week subject 1 began violent convulsions and attempted to break out of containment. He was shot and exterminated once it ripped through the steel plating surrounding its containment. Subject 2 secluded themselves from everyone and everything. After 4 days subject 3-5 ended their lives at first signs of being taken over. We are examining their corpses]

May 15, 2017 [Subject 6 has shown signs of seclusion and at any moment no personal is allowed into its containment cell for fear of being ripped apart and eaten. Subject 2 and 6 are the last two subjects alive, 1 was executed by gunfire when attempted break out. When attempting to extract a DNA sample our technology was destroyed from an EMP like area around the subjects. We will continue our tests]

May 19, 2017 [The subjects have again attempted to break out of containment but were forced back in using various methods including luring one of them into one of our testing rooms with a young human. Once inside the room we sealed the doors and used nitrogen to sedate the subject and its containment repaired and reinforced with a stronger material. The second subject is missing and all exits have been sealed off. The second subject (2) was very docile and would only attack when threatened so if our theory is correct as long as we don't attempt to harm it, it will remain harmless and easy to lure back to its containment cell]

May 20, 2017 [Subject 2 has been found and brought back to its containment cell, subject 6 is extremely agitated and threatening. When a cleaning crew was sent into its containment cell they were brutally massacred by subject 6 and to our growing horror it devoured the bodies leaving no trace of them. We are thinking we might have to end the experiment and terminate the subjects]

May 23, 2017 [This is our last entry, we have terminated subject 2 and 6. We originally tried to figure out what the parasite was and what it was capable of doing, which was a success. The failure thought lied with attempting to find a way to extract the parasite from a host’s brain. Either way the subjects are dead. Any families of the workers that were killed under certain circumstances will be paid a hefty sum. As for the “medication” it will be removed from all shelves globally and will be destroyed. We will send out a nationwide broadcast on the medication to be destroyed. This is Dr. Alexander signing off.

**Lost in the Woods **

The day started off as a normal day. Sam woke up, ate breakfast, and was off to school. During school one of her friends named Lily invited her to sleepover. As a nice friend would, she kindly accepted her invitation.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Later that night Sam arrives at Lily’s house as she said she would. One hour goes by and Sam started getting bored so both the girls decide to go exploring. Before they went outside to explore they grabbed their coats and a flashlight.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">As they headed outside to explore they see strange lights but convince themselves they are just Christmas lights because it was mid december. Thinking nothing of it they headed deeper and deeper in the woods as time went on, seeking to find something exciting. As they are walking they came across foot prints of an creature they could not identify. They follow them till they soon followed them to an end. As they were looking around for more clues to where this creature could have gone, a ball of a slimy substance falls onto Sam's head. As Like shined the flashlight into the tree closest to Sam she catches a glimpse of big ball of slime with four legs and two eyes, no mouth. Just as she tries to get a better look the flashlight dies. Lily and Sam have no idea where they are in the woods. As they try to find their way back they hear sticks crunching behind them. The girls run. After an hour of trying to find their way out the girls finally make their way back to the house. They try to research to see if an animal like this exists but all they can find are myths about a similar creature coming from space. To this day neither Lily or Sam will go back in those woods because of the terrifying fear that creature made them feel.

The Home Away From Home

I’m Elizabeth a mom of one son named Tyler, and this is my story. It all began on a summer day, not sure when that memory has yet to come back to me. I was outside fixing a picnic for me and Tyler. Tyler has always been into space and learning about anything and everything having to do with things outside of Earth. He has recently gotten into building what he considers to be a ‘time machine”. He does not understand that time travel is not possible…. or so I thought. I was all done setting up the blanket and food, so I called Tyler to come out. He brought his “time machine” with him. It was a silly looking thing, it was roughly the size of a microwave, made from cardboard. It had the words “time machiene” on it, he spelled machine wrong, but I can’t blame him he is only 7 after all. It had some sort of glowing thing floating in the center and a switch on the side that said “on” and “off”. I asked him where he got the idea to build it, and he said it was from the show “The Great World of Tinucck” He looked at me and said “We turn it on and look at the glowin part”

I decided I would let him. I just looked at the glowing part like he told me to and nothing was happening, a few seconds go by then out of nowhere I start to feel different, like i'm floating. But my eyes are shut, I can’t see anything going on and I don't understand why I am unable to open my eyes. When I am able to open my eyes all I can see is white, like lab rooms from movies….something that does not seem real. Maybe I am dreaming? I attempt to shut my eyes and reopen them, still just white. Then I see something slowly approaching me, it looks like a group of people but i’m not sure. As it approaches closer to me I can see it clearly it's these things holding a kid. The things also look as if they should be from a movie, but the kid looks familiar, i'm just not sure where I’ve seem him before. The things come to me and tell me something, it's not something i'm familiar with. I just start yelling, “Where am I ?, Let me out of here, Why are you doing this to ME?”

It seems like I no longer have access to my memories, if I ever had them? I remember random things and words like shoe, how to jump rope, how to make steak, car. I want to go back to knowing things and not having to think hard about them. I want to get out of here away from the strange things, I want to be able to help the little boy. For some reason he keeps yelling “mom”, but I don't understand why, there is no one else like him besides me. The weird things come close to me and one says softly but loud enough for me to understand, “how did you get here?, What do you want?” I’m sure my face was puzzled, because I had no idea how I got here and I was sure the thing I wanted most was to get away from here.

My memories are slowly coming back to me, I realise that the boy is my son. The strange thing told me that we are in a place called Tinucck. I did not care where we were I just wanted to go back to Earth. The white room is no longer white, it now looks like similar to what we would call a mountain on Earth. The glowing thing I saw in Tyler's time machine was now all over the place, I guess it is something native to Tinucck. Tyler is curled up next to me, as soon as the things released him he came and sat by my side. I grabbed Tyler’s hand and we took of running, as far as we could with the all the energy we had. Will we ever get back to Earth?


 * Repeat **

March 3, 2302 was easily one of the worst days of Peter’s life. He was getting himself ready for an interview, because he was planning on requesting a loan from this big company so he could finally start his dream company. Peter’s Electricity Powered Flying Cars. Just the thought of the name of his future company gave Peter goosebumps. Peter woke up, make some holographic eggs and bacon, and took a dry cleaning. He was on his way to his interview in one of his very own electrical flying cars, when all of a sudden, something malfunctioned in his car causing it to explode. When Peter woke up, he was lying in a hole. “Where am I?” he exclaimed. Rubbing the lump on his forehead, he sat up.

Looking around, Peter gasped and covered his mouth. He found himself in a cave, which was crawling with his flying electric car model. They were zooming and soaring left and right. Peter scrunched up his nose. “This is a joke right?” he rolled his eyes, and pinched himself. Realizing that he had not woken up from this “dream”, he screamed. “Where could I possibly be?”

Peter decided to go explore his surroundings. As soon as he got up and took a few steps, he was stopped by the sound of a spaceship above him. Looking up, Peter took a few steps back. A green little man with a big head and big eyes suddenly appeared in front of him. “Who are you?” Peter asked. “I am the creator of the Electric Flying Car.” The man said. Peter squinted his eyes. “Okay, stop lying.” Peter replied. “I’m lying?” the man said, crossing his arms. “How can you be so sure?” Peter looked at the little green man and rolled his eyes. “Because that title belongs to me! Now let me go!”

The little green man shook his head and smiled an evil smile. “I don’t think I can do that for you Peter.” All of a sudden Peter was wrapped in many feet of rope. He fell over onto his back and began to scream. “No! Please! Stop! Let me go! Let me go! ...” Peter woke up from his nightmare, breathing heavily and drenched with sweat. He grabbed the remote from the bedside table and summoned his robot servant. “Please get me some water.” He told it. The Robot came back and Peter gulped down his drink. Thank God that was just a dream, he thought. He fell asleep, and that morning Peter woke up for his interview. He ate his holographic breakfast, and got dressed. He got into his flying car and left the house to get to the office in time, when suddenly, he crashed. He woke up in a hole and rubbed his head. “Where am I?”…

Deeper Than Wounds

“Damn it!” Thresul shrieked as he thrusted his fists repeatedly at a Redwood tree. “Why can’t I grasp Summonings! Why have i tried for years, but still been unable to master the arts of Summonings? Why? Why! WHY!”

“Don’t beat yourself up over it Thre. You are the most advanced mage within the walls of Nysa.” said a comforting voice of a silhouette that appeared from behind another Redwood tree nearby. “You have been training for the past year, day-in, day-out. You are allowed to rest and smell the flowers.” The voice spoke while showing a bright smile and then hiding a chuckle.

“I have to do this, <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #222222; font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">Aredhel, I have to master it. I’m not going to fail. I won’t let myself fail…” Thresul turned away from the girl, shielding himself from her gaze.

“First of all, I said call me Ared, second, what the Hell, you are so cliche. I can’t think about what you say without cracking a smile at the least.” Ared let out a barrage of mocking laughter. She picked up a pile of rocks next to her and started hurling them at Thre one at a time, but she missed every one. As she quickly glanced around she found one a tad larger than her hand and snatched it off the ground and lobbed it at him, this one hitting its mark.

“What the f…” He couldn’t finish because he was hit again. “STOP!” He ducked, grabbed the biggest rock he could find, and then used his magic to catapult it back to Ared. It hit her over the head, knocking her unconscious, blood pouring out.

“Shit.” He mumbled to himself as he sprinted over to her stunned body. The wound was spilling blood quickly, so he had to act fast. Thre took his knife and shaved a sliver of wood from a tree nearby, then he tore his shirt and pulled the string out. He attached the string to the sliver, and attempted his first surgery in life. The string was pulled by the wood as it pierced Ared’s skin near her temple. He repeated this about seven times and then tied two overhand knots into the string to make it sure the skin was kept close together.

Thre pondered for a quick second, backing out of what he was about to do, but he knew he had to. Thre knew no healing magic, so he would attempt to burn the gash closed. He closed his eyes for a second to calm down. He took out his knife again and quickly wiped off dirt and the newer bits of tree bark. A flame sparked up and covered the palm of his hand. Thre hovered the knife over the fire, trying to heat up the iron blade. When the blade began to glisten red, he went to work.

The heated knife was made a sizzling sound as Thre brought it down on to Ared’s bleeding gash. He kept lifting it up quickly and then bringing it back down, making sure not to burn the flesh to badly. After doing that for about a minute, her skin was welded back together and the bleeding had stopped. Thre dipped his knife into a nearby puddle to cool it off. Then he sat there next to Ared and decided to wait until she came around.

Thresul waited there for a couple hours, with no sign of her coming around. He decided to run and get some food for himself, and her when she came around.

Thre brought back some bread, and other things he grabbed without looking at what they were. He was almost back to Ared when he noticed the sunset, how it looked a depressing dark red and black, like it was mocking what he had done. Looking back at the ground, he ran even faster, avoiding the memories of the haunting day. He knew he didn’t mean to hurt her, but it was his fault. He didn’t mean to hurt her, but he was almost the cause of her death.

A rock found its way into Thre’s way, causing him to trip and get unwanted dirt in his face. He picked himself up, and all the food he dropped, and then looked up. He saw Ared sitting up and quickly started running.

“Ared! Are you ok?!” Thresul screamed as he neared Ared. He was now right next to her and felt the tension.

“What the Hell!” She cried out as the palm of her hand roughly hit Thre’s face with the momentum of a bullet. “I could have died!”

“I know, but I didn’t let that happen, now, did I? I wouldn’t have let you die, I know a thing or two about dealing with wounds…”

“You burned my skin together! You have been practicing magic for as long as I can remember, and you don’t know any damned healing spells?”

“I know, it’s stupid…”

“Heh, yeah it's stupid!” Ared went in for another painful blow, but was stopped by his hand grabbing her wrist.

“I am so sorry, what else do you want me to say. I fixed it and you are still alive, and...very...very well.” Thre reached for the huge red blotch on his face and started to rub it, acknowledging his pain. “I didn’t mean for it to happen, and...I brought food.”

“Your first couple excuses were trash, but, you did bring food.” Ared’s tone became softer as she showed a smirk and reached for Thre’s bag of food. “I will forgive you, but on one condition…”

“What?”

“You learn so healing magic. If something like this happens again, which I’m sure it will, I don’t want to have my skin welded together, again...It hurts. Come on, let’s head back to town.” Ared made her way to a path leading to the city, and headed back to Nysa.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> The Philanthropist

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">John Seaver was sitting at his office desk, name posted boldly in the top right corner of his desk. JOHN SEAVER. He was wearing a light grey suit, a white undershirt with a pink button down. It was “casual” Friday. That entire floor was buzzing with excitement for the weekend. None of them knew. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">John Seaver was a knowledgeable scientist that worked out daily as well. While john had been working he was highly looked up to by other scientists. He made a significant amount of money and gave a lot away, John Seaver was a Philanthropist. He Had access to classified information, Information that could change the world. He had swore to never say anything about everything he knew. This was information that could be used for good, as well as bad. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Seaver had worked at the infamous Area 51. He had worked with extraterrestrial life; Most people would say aliens. He had come in contact many times with these creatures, often times he was alone. No one would watch him, he could do any experiment at any time. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">One day while underway of one of these unseen experiments, the alien had begun to have muscle spasms. Seaver was not wearing a thick lab coat because it was very hot in the lab. He had been scratched by this creature. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">John Seaver went home that night without telling anyone about the incident. He had woken up in the middle of the night with awful pains in his arm and legs. He has been infected. In nights to follow these pains got worse. He was changing. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">After two years of these pains Seaver has turned into one of them. He was able to keep it a secret from everyone. He dressed normal, he got a normal job, he seemed normal. After many years he had been the head of an office and was in charge of making sure everyone was working efficiently. People respected him. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">After a very long time, more than just his body was changing. John Seaver was thinking differently. He was thinking of taking over the world. He would start with his office. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">John Seaver came into work on that “casual friday” sat down at his desk and after one hour, John seaver had begun to stake over the world starting with his level of office.


 * Human**

Introduction

This story is set in dimension X-C25. It’s parallel to our universe but the time is completely different 2017 equals 2012 in dimension X-C25. Anyway let's start the story. Indra Samuda was one of the many humans picked for the “Human Project”. The “Human Project” is a project enlisted by The Zagcorians, they are a race of Extraterrestrial beings. They were revealed to the known public by the United Nations on in July21,2012. Since 1487 they have captured and experimented on humans until the Commonwealth government founded their “base” in Mount Kosciuszko in 1997.

Zagcorians are Extraterrestrial beings that wear containment suits to keep their bodies safe from the earthly elements. Without their containment suits they are skinny with long arms and short horns. They don't need to eat, sleep or drink water all they need is oxygen to live. The Zagcorians are very smart when they arrived on earth their technology was unfathomable. They experimented with humans and animals. They made them stronger, smarter, and faster than normal. When they reached their peak with human/animal experiments in 1633. They created their first human/alien hybrid. This hybrid had the ability to transform into different creatures.

After the Zagcorians where finished with all their new human/alien hybrid, they release them to the world. They used the substance G-DNX to suppress their abilities. In 1790 hey left earth for two centuries, when they came back they used a new substance called <span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">Missense-101 which made all the descendants of the human/alien hybrids regain their lost abilities. This created a lot of problems some people couldn't contain their power and killed many people. Some people thought this was a gift/curse from god or was a sign of the end times. People started experiencing their “gifts” in 1990.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;"> Idra was walking down the street with with his friend Jack. They were talking about the AHPU (Advance Human Protection Unit) and how inhumane there actions were towards the “gifted” humans. “ Do you think they experiment on people” Jack asked Idra. Idra said “No I don't think so I think they just help then to control their powers”. “Naw thats too sunshine and rainbows Idra” said Jack while punching Idra in the arm. “But for real though that Suzie kid that was in our chemistry class went missing after she almost sank the whole class into the ground. Right after that the AHPU where around the whole school asking people questions.” It wasn't cool at all.” “Hmmmm “ Idra grunted.

<span style="background-color: #ffffff; color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;"> Idra and Jack stopped in front of a house. “Anyway this is where our conversation ends Idra. I gotta go home.” Jack said. “Ok see ya and good night dude” Idra said. “Yeah bye” Jack said while entering his house. Idra started walking back to his house. “Hmm what would everyone think they find out about my powers. Will I get disowned by my parents or will i lose my best friend. I don't think Jack would hate me. He always talks about him gaining powers and how cool it would be. But my mom or dad….that's a different story.” Idra thought to himself when he was walking. After a few minutes of walking Idra makes it home but he sees a strange van near his house. He sees the AHPU signal on the van. While looking at the van, He sees someone getting out of the van. He looked like a middle aged man with a receding hairline and a pot belly stomach. “What is he doing here and why near my house. Do they know about me. I shouldn't of been training out in the open like that last week.” Idra thought to himself. He slowly moved near to a bush to watch the man even closer. The mysterious man walks up to Idra’s house and rings the doorbell. After a while Idra’s mom opens the door. The man talks to Idra’s mom in a low voice. Too low for Idra to hear from a far. “What is he saying to my mom” Idra thought to himself. When the man stopped talking to Idra’s mom, she had a shocked look to her face. After a while the man leaves Idra’s house and drives away. Idra felt worried and scared at the same time. His phone started to rang. It was Idra’s mom. Idra was scared to accept the call. When he answered his mom replied instantly and said. “The minute you get home we need to have a very serious talk.” She hanged up after that remark. Idra was shocked and scared at the same time. Instead of walking home he ran as fast as he could away away from his home away from his parents the two people he loved the most.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 18.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The Super Pussy Cat <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 18.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">There once was a pussy cat named Drew. He wasn't just a normal pussy cat. He was a super pussy cat. He would spend his day chasing after dogs and when he would get tired he would go home and vape. He thought that vaping was good for him. He had no friends so he had to go find new ones. So he posted “need new friends” on his Snapchat story. People wanted to be his friend but he couldn’t hang. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 18.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">One day while the super pussy cat was flying around town he met a young child named Drew Templin. The super pussy cat was flying around and saw Drew Templin driving his flying car. Drew the pussy cat was very high. He was almost 3000ft above the ground, which really scared him. So he broke into Drew Templins car and sat down. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 18.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Once Drew was in the car, he pulled out his vape. Drew Templin does not like people who vape so he tried to smack the pussy cats vape out the window. But the pussy cat clawed his arm. This mad Drew Templin very very mad, so he attacked the pussycat. Nobody was steering the flying car and they were going towards the ground. They hit the ground and a big cloud of smoke went into the air. Everyone thought the died but it was just Drew vaping. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 18.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">THE END

**<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; vertical-align: baseline;">__The Room__ **

“ i don't know, i think we should stay here” as soon as i said that, Jake took me by the wrist by an immense grip and started walking faster, i couldn't believe my eyes when we walked through the next door. Blood, everywhere, streaks were spaced out every couple of feet, followed by puddles of the thick liquid. I couldn't see my reflection but i could feel the color of my face disappearing from my complexion. I had no words, and neither did Jake, it was like he was blind to it. Still going, and without able to process and thoughts or sentences, that's when we walked into what i didn't know was the last sight i would ever see. Dead bodies. 51 dead bodies. All of the people chosen for the experiment with gashes in them, or bruises, they all resembled zombies. I looked at the very bottom to see Mr. Martin just the same as everyone else. This 30 second sight and thought process made me forget to think about Jake. I turned around to see where he was when i saw a blood stained sheet of metal pierce into my stomach, for the second time that day all my vision was blurry and all i saw was a white room, until I could see and feel nothing at all.
 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> My vision was blurry and the room was white. That's all I knew. Then I realized where I was, I was on a spaceship. It's been 50 years the last time I opened my eyes. After dismembering my wrists and ankles from the snap locks they were connected to, i tried to stand but i couldn't remember how to. After collapsing straight to the floor i worked my way over to the admission keyboard, as Dr. Martin had instructed us to after awakening. For some reason that's one of the only things that i could understand to do. After submitting my name and fingerprint into the computer a computerized voice was ringing in my ear. My eardrums were so tender the loud noise was just muffled in my ear as i had a piercing feeling go through my brain, slowly i could depict what they automotive voice was saying. “ once you are securely ready to move around, continue to doorway number 1. Once you enter, a new set of directions will be provided.” the same sentence was repeating itself. This made me motivated to work up the strength to move my legs one after another until i found a steady walking pace. Looking around i found the door labeled one and advanced towards it. **
 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> I felt so weird not being awake for so long and still comprehending, i without thinking, pushed open the door. “ now that we know you are up to standards, it is now up to you to find your way out. Goodbye.” i was never so confused. Dr. Martin told us that when we woke up we would be celebertized into a new generation. I could remember as if it were yesterday the day i found out me and my best friend Jake along with 50 others were chosen to have the chance to have our lives preserved. We were told that it could revolutionize science. All 52 of us were separated into individual rooms on the S.S Corben, which is the spaceship i am on now. None of us to be awoken until 50 years later. But i guess none of us thought of what would happen after, which left me where i was now, alone. I started screaming, for i was in yet another white room, with three doors lined in front of me. I was alone, i had noone, and no one could hear me. Being as confused as i was, i went through the middle door, again, another white room. That's when i could hear breathing, i looked to my right and saw a person standing there staring at me. **
 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“ Sarah?” i could recognize that voice from anywhere. **
 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Jake! Whats going on? I'm so scared, where is everyone else? Where is Dr. Martin?” **
 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“ They are all waiting for you, they sent me to help you get through the maze, you are the last one to wake, there are so many tests to be done. Come on, follow me.” There was something off about his voice that frightened me, but i couldn't tell if it was my perception considering i haven't been conscience for the past few decades. **
 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“ Um, Jake, what about food and water, i'm starving” I said to him as we were continuously passing through the average white rooms. **
 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“ don't worry, there's plenty” once again, he sounded so dull. That's when i heard the automated voice speak again. **
 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“ congratulations. You have made it to the year 2070. Dr. Martin will be with you shortly to send you back to earth. Please stay stationed.” **
 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“ don't mind that come with me” Jake said just as monotonous as the computer. **

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Overdosed

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">It was an awful time in America. Donald Trump had just been overthrown by a group of anarchists, and the States have drastically changed since then. All branches of our military have fallen apart, without order from the commander in chief. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> A group of scientists at Harvard, who call themselves NextGen, have engineered a revolutionary pill. The contents of it are unknown, but it has extraordinary effects. There is no effect that is certain, it does something different every time. It is said that the lead scientist of NextGen took five of the pills. The first four were great, spoiling him with wealth, a wife, and superior mental and physical abilities. The fifth, however, took his life. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Everyone wanted one of these pills. It was thrilling, and exciting. The concept behind the pills was similar to a lottery ticket- you either won big, or lost. If the buyer “won”, they would be awarded a blessing in some way, be it a load of money, or a type of superpower. Obviously, there was a price to pay if you “lost”. When a loser pill was ingested, it killed the person who ingested it as soon as it hit their stomach. Many people were in need of these, since the great USA was falling apart. It was seeming that it would soon become a huge civil war. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Chris Lamont January 1, 2019 <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I would never had imagined that a new year would begin like this; so chaotic. The news of the new pills has just hit the town I live in, Soberonia, and my brother and son have suggested getting some. I feel that it may be necessary, so we are heading into Los Angeles tomorrow to find a “dealer” per say. I hope I don’t die.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The rumble of the truck on the bumpy roads was the only thing keeping Matt Lamont awake. His dad was driving very fast. Not that it mattered, anyhow, since the police had no authority anymore. Matt, his dad and his uncle were minutes from LA. “I hear these guys are everywhere. The dealers.” Jack said. There was silence for a few seconds, until Matt broke it. “I am scared,” he said. “This city seems very shady.” Indeed it did. There was no more bustling city noise, just a bunch of buildings and abandoned cars. Every so often you could see another person, but you generally did not interact with them. “The dealers usually dress in all white, so let me know if you catch sight of a guy in all white.” Chris explained. They drove for a while, and finally found their man. “Over there! Behind the gas station!” yelled Matt. There he was, a long lanky man. Very skinny, with a slim face. He was wearing a long coat. Chris parked the truck, and the guys all got out. The tall guy approached them and said “Fifty dollars.” Chris and Jack compiled their money. “We have only $46.29 sir.” The man scowled. “Then you can make an alternate pay.” he said. The tall man whipped a gun out of his coat, and very swiftly shot poor little Matt right in his heart. “Matt!” yelled his father and uncle as they scrambled over to his body, laid limp on the ground. Just like that, the tall man disappeared. Chris began to sob. “Wait,” said Jack “he left these.” Jack cupped two pills in his hand. “Maybe there is still hope Chris.” They nodded at each other, and Matt’s father opened Matt’s mouth, and slipped the pill in. Nothing happened for a bit, then suddenly, the hole in Matt’s chest seemingly disappeared. Matt sat up, on edge. “What?” is all he said. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> Only one pill remained for the three Lamont boys. “What should we do with it?” Jack asked his brother. Chris shrugged his shoulders. “I dunno. Let's get back on the road, we can think and move.” They climbed back into the truck, Chris started it up, and off they went. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> After about an hour of non-stop driving, Matt woke up to a thud sound coming from the bed. He turned around to see who, but the skinny-faced man that had shot him! Their eyes met, and the man grinned. He said nothing, but just waved at Matt. He reached into his coat, shot all three of the defenseless men, and jumped out of the truck. The truck crashed into a tree, and the man approached the wreckage. Flipping over Chris’ body, he found what he came for- the pill. He popped it, and died.


 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The World Is Ending : **


 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Imagine your in school, in the most boring class, half asleep and it starts to storm outside. Not only does it start to downpour and thunder, but the sky is a different color grey than normal. The wind starts to pick up and trees are falling down. You’re not the only one to joke around saying the world is ending. Because well, it is. **


 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Alex was the stereotypical teenage girl in her school, Evergreen High. She was pretty, athletic, smart, and kind to anyone who talked to her. She was also getting ready to attend Harvard in the fall after graduation. But let’s fast forward a week to May 17, 2038. The day world is going to end. **


 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Alex was packing her things and walked to her next class for the day. She hadn’t gotten much the sleep the night before so she was really tired and hated her next class. It was in the middle of class and her teacher, Mr. Hatchet, was giving a lecture about the technology in 2017 and how it improved over the years. Alex decided to put her head down and tried to drown him out. When she woke up twenty minutes later, all of her classmates were standing by the window. She got up to see what they were looking at and she saw the horror that was the storm. **


 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The principle got on over loudspeaker to explain to the students about storm evacuation. Alex started laughing assuming this was a joke and said to her one friend,” Why is everyone acting like the world is going to end?” Her friend just looked at her with a frightened face and turned away to listen to the announcements. Alex tried calling her mom and her dad but neither answered their phones. Now she started to panic. Alex was texting her friends in the school to make sure they were fine and asked them where they were told to hide. But no one could have known what was about to happen. **


 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Just then, the roads started to rip up and the ground was no longer there. Fire was everywhere and people were running for shelter. Evergreen High was the only building left standing at this moment. The power went out in the school leaving total darkness. Nobody could see, except when the flashes of lighting went every three seconds. Alex couldn’t believe what was really happening. It was so unreal. Alex kept hearing her name getting called but didn’t know where it was coming from…. **


 * <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.66px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">That was until her friend started nodding her. Alex woke up startled and saw that the classroom was empty now. She got up and ran to the window. It as only raining out and she felt a wave of relief. She looked at her friend and started laughing and told her all about the dream she just had. Alex’s friend gave her a weird look and said,” No way! I had that same dream last week and so did Jamie. Must be a weird coincidence,” and left the room. Alex just stood there frozen, she didn’t know what to do or say. That’s when she looked over and saw what the date was. The board read May 15, 2038. **

<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">This Isn’t Your Normal Doctor Appointment

<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">It was a sunny day in St. Augustine, Florida. Wind blowing, seagulls flying, consuming the bread from strangers hands. Maxwell Schmalz, a 16 year old sophomore was taking a stroll on the boardwalk to clear his mind. He didn’t understand why people had to bully him about his long black hair and very white skin complexion, calling him emo and other various vulgar names. He has talked to Mrs. Straub, the guidance counselor multiple times but she continues to not do anything and says to just not let the bullies mean words get to him. Maxwell thought it would just be a normal walk until he ran into someone unexpectedly. <span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">As Maxwell stumbled and dropped his iPhone on the wooden pier, he cursed himself and picked up his phone which had just claimed a large crack right across the middle of the screen. As he stood up, he saw his doctor Miss Reed with a crushed cup of coffee all over her brand new white top. His emotions were all over, but he was mostly worried because she helps him deal with his stress and anxiety and then reports it to his mother and father. Miss Reed stood there in disbelief of what just happened, dripping her daily black coffee from the local corner store.(aka Starbucks) Together they walked back to Maxwell’s house to have a sit down with his parents. When they got there Maxwell gathered his parents and told them that Miss Reed wanted to have a conversation with them. After the little meeting was over Maxwell was informed that Miss Reed would no longer be taking care of his issues and then she recommended a new doctor. <span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">Maxwell was hurt when he was informed about the new doctor because he really liked Miss Reed. He decided to go see if he could find his new doctors building. It was 2.7 miles from his house but he decided to walk because it was a nice day out and he liked to walk. Little did Maxwell know it would be his last day as a normal person. When he got to the address, it looked like an old abandoned building. There was no doorknob, but a little red button next to a large steel door. Maxwell looked around for any more entrances but that was the only one. So he pressed the button… Nothing happened for a minute and right about when he was going to walk away, the door opened. He entered the building thinking that he would be greeted by a receptionist, but no it was an empty building. He turned around to walk back out and the door slammed shut. He began to freak out and started pacing and out of the corner of his eye he saw a large hand with a very large needle coming for his neck. That’s all Maxwell remembers from that building. <span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">Maxwell woke up with his torso, arms, and legs strapped down to a dentist chair. He was unfamiliar with his surroundings, vials of different colored liquids everywhere, bone saws, and other tools that he couldn’t even imagine what they would be used for. There was a very bright light pointed in his face so he couldn’t see much. But he really started to freak out when he heard the cranking of gears, electric sparking, and heavy footsteps coming his way. Someone or something grabbed him and another injected a substance that looked like mercury into him and then another injecting a green liquid into his arm. His whole body started shaking and felt as if it was burning inside. He started throwing up a black liquid and the light was moved out of his face. He had a clear view of what was doing this to him. Three things covered in old leather jackets, pea coats, and masks with pipes coming out of them. They didn’t speak but made sounds like gears turning and electric circuit boards clicking and beeping. His body started violently shaking again and he started spitting up black liquid and a silvery substance started coming out of his nose. The three “Doctors” looked at each other and one grabbed a cane that was made out of rare elements. All Maxwell saw was one of the doctors unsheath the cane sword and impale it into his heart. All that was said was to Maxwell was, “Failure.” The light faded out and that was the last time he ever went to sleep. It wasn’t the doctor appointment that he expected.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 16px; vertical-align: baseline;">__A Trip To The Unknown__

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">My name is Chris Hemingway and right now I am 25 years old and I am just an average american who happens to love science. I always have loved science ever since I was 5 years old, I always do experiments even though many do not go right and fail, but I have done an experiment, and it went right you could say but I went somewhere far away far away to where I was not expecting.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I have been working on this machine for a very long time ever since I was 15 with my friend Leonard - who is also really loves science. One day I finally had thought that we were done with it, so one day on October 5th, we had decided to tested it out. I have my house set up with very much room so we had pushed this giant item outside into my backyard. Both Leonard and I had gotten into the machine - we closed the door and made sure the door was locked, and I had a remote and pressed it…

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Traveling in this didn’t take very long, to us it felt like 10 seconds to travel far away. But something wasn’t right, when we got out, we weren’t anywhere we knew. We were outside but it was darker, and cold - not what we were used to. And there wasn’t any buildings around us, we thought maybe we traveled to the middle of nowhere. But then we saw these weird creatures, we were very confused as to what happened. And then I realized this machine was supposed to be a time traveling machine, but I must have altered a wire the wrong way and I think we had just space traveled to another planet.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">These creatures were very creepy, they talked some weird language but to me it just sounded like mumbles. They were very tall, taller than me! But also they were super skinny and looked like a light orange color and had these big glowy eyes. Leonard and I were very scared as they approached us creeping closer and closer. And then it went black.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">They must’ve taken us away somewhere - to be honest I can’t remember much. All I remember is those creatures approaching and nothing else. I woke up and I was in some room, with the littlest bit of light, but I didn’t see Leonard and at this point I got scared as to what happened to him. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. Next thing I know, the door opens and all I see is this tall figure - and I pray to God it’s Leonard...but it isn’t... <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> **Alien Invasion**

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.6667px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">One day when I was taking a walk with my dog i noticed an airplane in the sky, usually you don’t see many of those living on a farm. I continued walking but the plane seemed to keep getting closer and louder, I looked up and it was almost right over my head. So I start running away from it as fast as I can!

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.6667px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> The next thing I know is I am waking up in a strange place I have never seen before, my eyes are a little blurry and I have no idea where I am. I don’t see anyone around me and I can’t find my dog, but I hear a weird noise near me but I’m not sure what it is. I get up to look around and it looks like I am in a spaceship and there aren’t any windows either and I start to panic because I have no idea where I am or what happened.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.6667px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> I started freaking out because I was so scared and didn’t know what was happening, I decided to sit down and close my eyes and try and calm down because I thought I was dreaming this is too crazy. I have my eyes closed for less than 5 minutes and I decide to open them and I am still in the spaceship but there are people around me that I have never seen before. I ask where I am and they say I am at my new house, I walk out of the ship and there is a big house in front of me, but it isn’t on normal land.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.6667px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> I stepped off the ship and I felt a strange cool breeze just rush through my whole body and I knew i have never been here before but for a second it felt like home, but I didn’t know any of these people but I felt trapped. I wasn’t sure what to do.These people, that weren’t normal looking people, alien like almost, kept telling me this is where I belong and the outside world had been attacked by bad people. I usually would go along with them but I knew they were wrong but I didn’t want to make them angry. I asked everyday if we were ever going to go home but they said that this is my new home. Everyday there was a new girl that arrived the same age as me. Every morning I noticed something has changed in my “room” and the alien like people are always floating over me and trying to make me do weird things for them.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.6667px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> One day a group of about 10 of us girls decided we needed to get out of there and go home to our real families. We decided to trap the the bad people in a room, like they would do to us. We got all of them in one room and locked it and we went to every exit but the doors were locked, we couldn’t get out! Except there was one door that I have never seen or used before that was unlocked. We all go out the door and start running but it was just a field in front of us, like we were trapped in a world they made up. I felt like I was running for hours, until a spaceship hovers over my head and I feel a huge shock go through my body.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14.6667px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> I woke up surrounded by aliens, laying in the field near the strange house. I look down at my body and I don’t look the same as I remember. I look like an alien, I have weird arms and legs and my voice sounds different also. The aliens are floating above me and I ask them what they did to me and they say “you have lived with us for a little bit now and now you are one of us”.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Mrs. Ruoss <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">English CP 10 <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">12/12/17 <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Andy Mill <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> There once was a boy named Andy and for some reason he was always sandy. He sat on his ass and caught a lotta bass, you’ll never catch him eating candy. He lived in the woods, far from the hood, so he didn’t get in much trouble. One day he met Savino, who came from the planet Supreno, and he sure as heck came from the hood. They got into trouble, which then turned to double, and he went right home to mommy. Put on his story, something quite gory, apparently he needs new friends. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> I told him today, that he should go play, over there with his new friend Chad. He looked at me funny, like I had just beat him in rummy, then tried to give me lip. So I pinched his nip, he said I got the tip, I laughed right in his face. Then he told me about his night, which sounded kinda light, people said he couldn’t hang. Andy tried to see my new phone, I told him to go home, and ask one of his new friends if they had it. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> It has been ten days, I don’t know what to say, but it seems like he’s having a little trouble. He has tried to apologize, so I told him I wanted a side of fries, but he said he couldn’t get any. Eventually I gave him so much crap, he opened up his map, and said hes gonna go back to Supreno with Savino. I said bye bye, in fact I never even said hi. I told him it was all in good fun but he still wanted to run.

<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 24pt; vertical-align: baseline;">The Robots

<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">They’re everywhere. Those things. They were made to help us, to protect us. But of course when we are most vulnerable they attack us. Us they creators. We made them we treated them like a mother and her kin.

<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">Let me explain, roughly about 30 years ago an inventor made a sentient humanoid robot that could help everyone no matter what the task. But something happened. They changed, became violent. It was only one that became violent but eventually it spread like wildfire. The first models were decommissioned and disposed of. After roughly 5 years a newer more advanced and more secure model was released and became widespread. They helped with everything, but now they changed and became more violent than before. They killed their masters, terrorized locals and people who were visiting from other countries. Now it's all over for us.

<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">“I can't believe it” i mumbled under my breathe watching the city lights fade and replaced by an orange glow that engulfed the city. Even as far away as i am i can still hear the ear splitting screams of the newest victims of these abominations.

<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">I couldn't stand here any longer i had to run. I didn't care where i just had to run. I began running towards the nearest bundle of trees i could find and hid in a small shrub, large enough to hide in. i stayed still listening to the screams, soon i realised i wasn't the only one who had the idea to run to the tree. I watched in horror as family, children and even the elderly ran through the trees. They were being followed by some of the sentient humanoid creatures.

<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">I watched in horror as the family hidden in a tree not far ahead of me was spotted by a patrol group of robots. They were killed before the could even react to being spotted. They were a small family, 3 people; a mother, father and a son. I wish i could have saved them. I wish this didn't happen.

<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">I looked down and watched in horror as flames drew near my hiding place, getting close and closer with each passing second. I knew this is where i was to meet my end. I never expected my life to end like this. I never thought i'd die in a blaze caused by these things.

<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">Closing my eyes i waited. Waited for the terrifying pain to envelop my body causing extreme agony. I waited listening to the sounds of all who hid in the trees, bushes and in nearby holes, their screams of fear, pain, and sorrow all mixed into a deafening sound only dogs could hear. Then silence. <span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">Slowly i opened my eyes expecting to see a place where only good live. A place where there is no pain, sorrow, agony or anything else along those lines. But i was wrong. I was still alive and crouched in the now burnt brush that lies all around the now destroyed forest. But something was off, i couldn't tell what but i knew there was something different. Then it hit me <span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; vertical-align: baseline;">Looking down at my body in fear wondering how i survived the blaze, was instead of skin or clothing was a silver limb. Fear began to envelop my body realizing what i am. Im what is destroying the world. Before i could react i stood up no longer under my own free will. My arm revealing a miniature flamethrower. I couldn't move i no longer had any self control over any of my actions. I fear it seems i'm a robot, made to eradicate humanity.

The Boy Named Ricky

I was running from something, something that I couldn’t see, something that nobody believed existed, I tried to run but I was paralyzed in fear. It was towering over me. Turns out it was just my dad asking me to go to bed. Next time I shouldn’t have snuck out of the house. My name is Ricky and I live a pretty normal life except for the fact that I am a secret kid spy for the Galactic Patrol Force. I am part of an elite force of fighters that are assigned to a family on each planet of the many Galaxies in the Universe, our job is to protect that planet with our life, even though we look like we are kids, we actually are almost as old as the Universe. The problem with this job is that my parents treat me like I actually am a kid literally I am, but not literally. That is the only downfall of being part of the kid spy Galactic Patrol Force. Our main job as the Galactic Patrol Force is to use our information about this planet and report the status of the planet of its politics and economy and everything else that is going on in the world. I have many jobs to do at night that is the only time that I can get out of my parents grasps and be able to do my job. The things that I have to do is that I have to make sure that everything is going well in the world I fly around on my rocket bike, all around the world. THENN THE WORLD ENDED IN NUKES DANDAN DONNNN.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Its Different But the Same

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> Us the United States of America is going to send a mission team out to a new planet called Hollingworth 667. We will be sending them out January 1, 2024. This will cost the United States a lot of money but finding new planet is worth it.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> Its January 1, 2024 me and my crew are going out to find the new planet today. Moo (Me), Ant, Richard, J.T, Fadam and Dowen. We have lifted off into space and will soon land on the new planet. It took almost a year to get there and the date is December 20th, 2024. They have landed on the planet and they realize something amazing, it looks exactly like Earth. They think they landed in a place that looks like a small rural area. They see a sign and it says Robesonia.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> They go and search around see aliens and they notice that everything's the same just like on Earth except that they are all green aliens but they have the same personality and they have the same type of face structure. They meet them and they say that they come in peace. They think that they are friendly but they get captured and tortured. They all go to a chamber far away from where they were. They were all getting tortured and they kill Fadam, Dowen, Moo, J,.T, and Ant. They left one and it was Richard. He somehow escapes and goes home. But what the people of the Earth don’t know is that Richard is an Alien and he has invaded Earth.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 16px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> To Be continued...

**<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif; font-size: 16pt;">Space ** <span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif; font-size: 12pt;"> The United States government has discovered a new planet entering the solar system. They think it will support life and they can send people there to colonize it. They were mistaken when they found out what the planet really does.

<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif; font-size: 12pt;"> The planet is called XAT-52. It arrived in our solar system surprisingly fast and no one knew why at first. I knew why though because of my research. I have been researching the planet ever since it arrived in our solar system. I have found out what it can do by seeing what happened in the other solar systems it has been in. All the other planets it has come across, have been destroyed.

<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif; font-size: 12pt;"> I have found that XAT-52 has been traveling to different places just to destroy planets. However, it does not destroy them with weapons like everyone would think. It destroys them by causing natural disasters in the attacked planet by using their added gravitational pull. I found this out by looking at the planets that have been destroyed.

<span style="font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif; font-size: 12pt;"> I hope that the US government can come up with a solution to either destroy the planet or take control of it before we get destroyed too. Even though the planet has remained inactive so far, I have no idea when it will decide to attack.

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 24px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The Hunter

<span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 18.6667px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> Let me tell you the story of the Hunter. The hunter was the definition of nightmares. He would terrify kids for as long as i could remember. The hunter was a 7 foot tall ragged man. He had bushy eyebrows to the point you couldn't see his eyes and a bushy mustache. He wore like old days hunting clothes. The notorious hunter would come at night stand at your door with a double barrel musket. If you at the Hunter he will stare into your soul to see if you were a good or bad child. If bad he would come in at the middle of the night to scare you straight. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 18.6667px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> Back when i was young i had a confrontation with the horrid hunter. When i was just a lad i was taking out the trash and i saw at the end of the street under the street light that tall behemoth standing in the silence of the night. I got the chills and quick scurried in. When i was running in I stumbled on a rock in my driveway. Went straight to bed, didn't say a word. <span style="background-color: rgba(0,0,0,0); color: #000000; font-family: Arial; font-size: 18.6667px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> The next time i had a interaction with the hunter. I was acting up in school and it was feeling like a bad day. I came home right after school. Home alone. Turned on the hallway light. I say his terrifying shadow. Silence has he started walking towards me. I ran screaming away. I couldn't deal with the sight of him. I closed my eyes and ran from my house. I never heard of him again.

The War of the Extraterrestrials
The year was 3030, and it was a sunny afternoon. Nothing was out of ordinary, and everyone was going on with their day as usual. But maybe nothing was normal at all, and something crazy was happening in front of them. Sketchy things were happening all the time, but everyone was to oblivious to notice. It was little things, like someone speaking complete gibberish or drinking a cup. But either way it's something you would think people would notice. Except that no one had realized that they weren’t people at all, they were aliens disguised as aliens. They didn’t mean any harm, they just wanted to observe human life.

Even though they didn’t want to hurt anyone, they didn’t think they had a choice. Once the humans had realized who they really were, they weren’t exactly friendly. They were only trying to protect themselves, but things got way out of hand. A war broke out, it was the world against the aliens. This war went on for hundreds of years, and nobody could win. Finally the humans won, and the aliens went back to their home. Or at least that's what they though...