Jesse Teller

Tag: Shadow

  • Guardian’s War 20: The Mob

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    New things were put into place. I was never to be left alone again. While Bekah was asleep, I was with Job and Anton. When I was at school that was fine, but after school, I would go to the Art Department and wait in Bekah’s labs. She was an art student so she had…

  • Guardian’s War 19: The Battle of Normal Street, Part 2

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    Something wicked was on my front porch and as the knock sounded, Assassin knew exactly what it was. Something wicked was on my front porch and as the knock sounded, Shadow knew exactly what it was. Something wicked was on my front porch and as the knock sounded, Guardian knew exactly what it was. He…

  • Guardian’s War 17: ICU

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    “This is the poison in your system working its way out,” Steven said over the sound of my heaving. “This is all of the dark emotion and lies that have been fed to you working its way out. This is a good thing. Keep going.” I had started throwing up about ten minutes into our…

  • Guardian’s War 16: The Madness of the Outcast

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    Things are coming to a head now. The forces that warped my life in 2001, led up to Bekah’s and my break up, and brought us to the Battle of Normal Street are all coming together to explode on me and my soulmate at the same time. We could not be ready for it. We…

  • Guardian’s War 14: White Rabbit

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    One pill makes you larger and one pill makes you small. And the one that Mother gives you won’t do anything at all. It’s Jefferson Airplane’s biggest hit and Shadow has been listening to it on repeat for six hours. Every hour Guardian shows up to take Katherine outside, walk her around the yard and…

  • Guardian’s War 12: Star

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    We came into town and went straight to Mumble and Horrid’s house. I sent Bekah in to check on the girls, and I went to Uncle Ball’s house next door. I knocked. I let myself in. Walked around the house for a while, calling out his name. This was not usually a time of day…

  • Guardian’s War 9: The Journal

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    Few house-cleaning maintenance facts to throw out about the creation of this series. My wife has started to see things. Usually in dreams. She sees my alters. They are constructed of shadows and wisps of things, but they are there. Last night she dreamt of a figure following me around trying to “get” me. When…

  • Guardian’s War 7: Clean

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    I was standing outside my house on Normal Street, waiting in the cold of an autumn night after a rain. The roads were still slick and hissing with the passing of cars when Clean pulled up in his Impala. He had called. Told me he needed a friend. When I got in the passenger side…

  • Guardian’s War 5: Restless Impotence

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    I slept for two hours that night and thirty minutes the night before. I woke up out of a haze in class and realized I had sat halfway through the class after mine, and it would be a rush to get to therapy on time. I jumped to my feet, while the teacher was teaching…

  • Guardian’s War 3: A Thank You

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    All the way home, Guardian raged. So many times, he broke down crying. He cursed everything he knew, and he hurt. But more than anything else, Guardian was shutting down. They say that when you are freezing to death your body starts to shut down its extremities. Your fingers stop working and die first, along…