Rise of the Storyteller 18: Rumors and Betrayal

Girls up front by the big double doors. Boys in the back. There was a rule to this thing. The girls did not bother the boys. The boys left the girls alone. Wait. I’m not doing this right. When I was in my twenties and going to college in Springfield, I went out with D… Continue reading Rise of the Storyteller 18: Rumors and Betrayal

The Progenitor 7: The Seven

356 times I have written the words The Seven. Guess I shouldn’t have been surprised when in February I finally understood them. If you draw a line, you can start in 2002 with the Dungeons and Dragons games I ran with Bekah, Siren, Lean, and Red. Take that line and continue through 2010, when I… Continue reading The Progenitor 7: The Seven

The Progenitor 4: Child Support

Got up off my chair in the apartment in South Towers and I answered the door. “Hi.” Siren tried to kiss me, but I was numb to everything and walked back to my chair. “Been a day. Gotta jump in the shower, if that is okay?” But she was already taking off her shirt when… Continue reading The Progenitor 4: Child Support

The New Girl 21: Tragedy of the Outcasts

Artist once drove the world mad. It was the pain of Bekah. And he was trying to find a way to explain it. It was the hate of Draconic and her hate of him. It was the constant raging burn, and the tortuous slow burn, of the death he was dying. It took him two… Continue reading The New Girl 21: Tragedy of the Outcasts

Guardian’s War 22: Throwing it All Away, Part 2

“Come on, we are going,” Job said. He shook my foot and I looked up at him. It was morning. I was never awake in the morning. I wanted to tell him to fuck off and then go back to sleep, but I couldn’t. This was his house. I was his guest. I had no… Continue reading Guardian’s War 22: Throwing it All Away, Part 2

Guardian’s War 21: Throwing it All Away, Part 1

He marched from Siren’s car, slamming the door behind him, his head down, his eyes at his feet. She rolled down the window. “Do you want me to come with you?” she said. “No,” he answered. As Assassin walked across the grass of the front yard of our house on Normal Street, he saw Grasp… Continue reading Guardian’s War 21: Throwing it All Away, Part 1

Guardian’s War 20: The Mob

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… Continue reading Guardian’s War 20: The Mob

Guardian’s War 17: ICU

“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… Continue reading Guardian’s War 17: ICU

Guardian’s War 16: The Madness of the Outcast

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… Continue reading Guardian’s War 16: The Madness of the Outcast