Sapphire walked back out of Diagon-tubely, heading for the Checkpoint. With luck she’d have a note at the dead-drop. The note would also give her a location to lead the children to. Those hiding the kids had regular jobs. Moving the children themselves would jeopardize their cover, and their lives. Once at her hidden tube, she changed to the black-clad huntress, and sped off to the small drain that emptied the subway during storms. Crawling on hands and knees to exit, she accelerated towards downtown London. She emerged from the Tube at an abandoned spur near Charing Cross. … [READ MORE]
Hamish Montrose stared stoically out the open window behind his commanding officer. He heard the voice and would recall the exact conversation later. For now, he was content to let the man yell himself hoarse about the botched assignment. The clouds outside were an iron-grey. Low in the air, they carried the scent of water and decay from the nearby docks. He wrinkled his nose, envisioning the captain’s body floating in the brown water. It brought a ghost of a smile to his lips. He sensed, rather than heard the captain slowing in his tirade. It was time to pay … [READ MORE]
Sapphire is the main protagonist in ‘Dark Renaissance’. She is the last surviving triplet of Saffron Carter-Hargrave. Her sisters were named Shiva and Selene.
Sapphire was the odd triplet. She was born not breathing and her umbilical cord wrapped tight about her neck. Heroic measures were taken to save her life, and they worked, but her brain had been starved of oxygen long enough that some portions, such as the connection between the other two triplets, did not exist. Shiva and Selene both could anticipate the other’s thoughts, Sapphire was alone while identical.
Her sisters grew up highly intelligent, and … [READ MORE]
Both Sapphire and Selene bought in immediately, and Yellowjakket suddenly became enemy number one to the new government. The recorded power effects and her own movements convinced Control that one person was responsible. Her powers became the enigma, as any locator spell never worked properly, frustrating the casters to no end. That was the true power of triplets. Three different signals confusing the search. Each identical to the others, creating a feedback that destroyed the intent of the spell. The last trick was the most morbid. A small bomb, designed to hide any trace of their identity from discovery. It … [READ MORE]
The black-clad girl slid under the legs of the first trooper as he tried to shoot. A flick of the hand smacked him hard between the legs. She heard the strangled squall of pain, and the heavy thud of the man falling to the ground. She popped back to her feet and accelerated as bullets pockmarked the ground just behind her.
A quick turn, and a leap caught the bottom rung of a fire ladder. She pulled herself up to the first landing, then moved to the outside of the rail and jumped up, pulling herself to the next. By … [READ MORE]
She sped through the dank alleyways towards her destination. Her body flickering like a neon light going bad as it constantly shifted location along her route. The clear skies showed her the single moon in it’s waning crescent. That silent sentinel seem to frown down on the city, giving each shadow an ominous sense of waiting. She sped towards Zaherenholt Prison. The massive ziggurat was built on a square mile of land on the edge of Brianburgh’s Industrial district. The soot from the coal-fired furnaces and electric plants showered the downwind area with black, destroying color and rendering everything a … [READ MORE]
Here it is. The prolog for the story. It’s short and I hope you enjoy the buildup . Please comment and critique to your heart’s content. I only get better when I learn where my weaknesses and strengths are.
Thirty years ago, humanity opened its full potential. Quantum physics had delved deep into the why and where of things, finding in truth that all things are connected in one way or another at the sub-atomic level. Spooky action at a distance indeed, as man found that fiction and science, myth and magic, all had a similar origin in the … [READ MORE]
“Carny, what the heck is that thing?”
Carny looked down at the small rectangles, then back at dean with a guiless, innocent look that Dean knew well.
He threw up his hands. “Sorry Carny, no. No speakers in here, what do you want to do, tell someone they’re being watched?”
Carny grinned, and Dean smiled to himself. Give Carny attention, fall for his lead, and he’ll tell you anything and everything.
“More than that, brother. These are microwave emitters. The kind the military uses to safeguard sensitive places like, oh say, an armory.”
Dean straightened in surprise. “Microwave … [READ MORE]
This is an extra long post of The Deep End. This and the next one will be the last two as I finish this up and ready it for submission. Thank you all who have read this story and gone along for the ride.
Dean nodded his head, because when Adair said it was gonna happen, brother forget arguing, it was GOING to happen. Instead of protesting, Dean just smiled.
“I got you Adair, a split. When do you think you’ll get a chance to look at them?”
Adair twirled the flash drive in his fingers. “Umm, give me until … [READ MORE]
As you can see by the title, this deals more with something that didn’t work out. Things that fall in this area are partially finished stories, ideas that didn’t gel after the first pages/chapters, and stories that finished but didn’t go anywhere. All these could be considered failures, but they’re not. In truth, these are experiments that didn’t work.
That’s the key takeaway, an experiment that didn’t work, but it did work actually. It gives you a valuable look at your own creative process. No one can write anything, we all have preferences and styles that work for some stories … [READ MORE]