Malik LaFon
Stories (16/0)
Untamed
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.What would it feel like as your body was slowly encrusted by ice.Was it unimaginable pain or would you you be too dead to care.These questions filled Marcus's head as his hand hovered over the big red button.The button to open the airlock.The slightest show of force and he could escape the massacre currently taking place.He could have a quicker death than what the bandits would allow him. He closed his eyes and just as he was about to push it someone grabbed his wrist.
By Malik LaFon2 years ago in Fiction
Disorder in the Court
Alex felt pain explode in his left shoulder.The force of the bullet knocked him off of his feet.When his back hit the ground he went into survival mode.He had been found.His entire squad had already met their end.He was the only one left.He knew that his best chance of making it out was to holdout through the night.However that plan fell through.
By Malik LaFon2 years ago in Fiction
Fantasy Worlds
Fantasy is an escape. A way to step away from the hard path of life.A way to feel free.There are no limits.There are no boundaries. Just you and the unknown.While your fantasy can be tailored made ,there are some worlds that have already been scripted.However they do have something in common:they have the potential to be amazing.
By Malik LaFon3 years ago in Fiction
The NSA Nightmare
Jackson waited in the line of people waiting to get their credentials checked. The building they were gaining access to was the NSA.This was one of the most secure places in the US.It had come to Jackson's attention that the US had come into possession of a powerful magic artifact.Something that shouldn't be in inexperienced hands. So he was here to steal it.He was supposed to take it without drawing attention to himself.However things don't always go as planned.
By Malik LaFon3 years ago in Fiction
Hunting Party
Marcus listened to the echo that traveled through the water as he swam and drifted with the rest of the koi fish that swam in the small pond. Flashes of white and orange were all his fish brain could really process. It took him extreme focus to be not a fish, but something so more complex.
By Malik LaFon3 years ago in Fiction
Go Fish
Damon watched the blue sky as he was laying on the deck of a fishing boat.He could feel the sea rocking the vessel.Damon ran his hand along his torso.He could feel the circuits of the wire that hid behind the fabric.This wasn't just a fun fishing trip he was on.It was a serious investigation
By Malik LaFon3 years ago in Earth
Field Trip Fail
I have very little talent.I'm one of those kids that was gifted in element and then it was downhill from there.I'm not the sharpest knife in the drawer.No athletic ability to speak of.However,the one ability i do have is the skill of avoidance. That very technique is how I ended up in the trees.
By Malik LaFon3 years ago in Confessions