Guardian of the Hallway
To be honest, I don’t really remember much. The first section of the memory that I want to talk about of my first dog was from when I was younger, probably a little over ten years ago. That is why you’ll notice me slipping into past tense a lot or mentioning some things in vague terms because some things I remember, but others are just vague notions. I don’t remember much, but when I do think back on the memory, I can’t help but smile. Even as I write now, I have a stupid smile upon my face. My parents used to record videos of it, and I watch those videos way too many times to be healthy.
Heart of Nations
“I can’t believe we lost,” I murmur softly as I stare at my cuffed wrists on-top of my lap. Lawrence just watches me silently for a long moment before turning away, resting his cheek upon the cold stone. It wasn’t supposed to be this way! We were supposed to win! We came all this way to face off against the sorcerer that had cursed the land! We went so far! We did so much! To lose like this is heart-wrenching. Lawrence glances up towards the only window we have in our cell, staring up at the last bit of sunlight that we’ll ever see. At dawn, we are to be executed. I plop my head against the cold stone, closing my eyes because if I have to stare at this cell for one more moment, I feel like I might scream.
Omens of War
“You can’t come back from this,” hisses Orion as he looks at me angrily, staring at me with barely concealed hatred in his eyes. I wish I could find it within myself to care. We were so close.
Honor Among Thieves
I could only stare in dumbfounded awe at the sight before me. One minute, I was getting ready to do the biggest job of my life, and the next, I am gripped from behind and twirled around to face a woman that I definitely didn’t enter the building with. I know her. Her and her brother have started making a name for themselves recently. Her family had always had a ruthless reputation of being one of the best family of thieves in the world; however, recently, her and her brother have started to get out under from the shadow that their parents had casted over their name. For as long as I can remember, her family name has constantly been fighting for first place in the secret competitions of thieving for families all around the world. However, specifically, my family and hers have been at war for literal generations, constantly fighting for the title and reputation of being the best thieves in the world. I shove the woman a few steps away from me, sending her a dark glare that doesn’t seem to faze her. I glance around the pillar that I had stumbled into when the woman gripped me from behind and twirled me around. The woman glances over my shoulder at the cameras tucked in the corner of the massive room. I had been getting ready to shut the camera off for good when I was suddenly caught off-guard. My brother would never let me live it down if he knew somebody snuck up on me. Based on our location, I can safely say that we’re both out of sight and the sharp movements that we had been making doesn’t seem to have attracted any attention since alarms aren’t blaring and security isn’t flooding the room. Still, I wasn’t expecting her to be here.
War Waged Between Deceivers
“Don’t talk to him. Not that one.” I look at Jonah with a raised eyebrow because I don’t think I have ever heard him so rattled before. We won! We finally won this stupid war, and we have the leader of the little group stupid enough to challenge our authority. But Jonah actually seemed rattled. I don’t think I’ve ever heard Jonah’s voice shake like the way it just did, and, as I look down, I could see that he was clenching his hands to try, and fail, at keeping them from shaking. Ever since I’ve known Jonah, there is very little that the man won’t do and to be the one to question the leader of the rebellion itself is a high honor. An honor I want. I haven’t seen him yet. I wasn’t in the area when the guy was taken down. I was on the battlefield around the Headquarters of the rebellion to ensure that the little resistance didn’t have any reinforcements coming to their aid. Now, here I am, standing in front of the door that is holding what had been the most major threat in this war.
Chapter One: I snarl at the feeling of the hand wrapped tightly around my upper arm. Both Agents are behind my back, keeping an eye on the handcuffs. The second Agent is behind the Agent that is “escorting” me, and his eyes are focused on my hands. I know I won’t be able to free my hands in time. Especially considering the fact that I can feel the vast amount of people that are watching me. It is deathly silent. Somber. And I would have thought that you all would be cheering. Shouldn’t you be cheering? You won. But this wasn’t a game to them, not like it had been to my family and me. But this wasn’t a game, and we got too over our heads. We thought we were untouchable, and we got sloppy. Now we lost. Now here I am, being escorted through the police department, everyone watching me like I am some wild animal that had been terrorizing the streets and has finally been locked in the zoo.
It’s so dark here. Everywhere is filled with nothing but black and blue. There is so little light here. Where did all the light go? Why is it so far away?