Before the bullet rips through the skull of the abomination, Casanova has already pulled back the bolt to load another round. A hundred yards away Solace limps as quickly as his broken body can take him. The fall dislocated his shoulder and ripped his knee open. Casanova shoots and misses by inches, instead killing Doc … Continue reading Late Eight
Knifed
“Solace is very agile, no?” Gloria asks Casanova. She shifts her weight to one hip and crosses her arms as she watches him try desperately to shoot his friend. She laughs as Solace trips just as a bullet flies for his head. She nearly taps Casanova on the shoulder jovially, but remembers his threat. “Shut … Continue reading Knifed
The Gates Fall
Alan runs forward and digs into his front pocket, extricating a silver cylinder. He pushes a button at one end and tosses it over the gate. It bounces off of the head of one of the abominations, it takes no notice of it or Allan, it only has eyes for Solace. A few seconds pass … Continue reading The Gates Fall
The Destroyers
Solace walks out of the tent with Jacob, Teresa and Nancy not far behind. The rumbling of hundreds of motorcycles sent the town in to a frenzy, doors and windows slam shut as the four run towards the east gate of Kal. At the front of the monster sits Tony “Death Kill” Jones. Jacob brakes … Continue reading The Destroyers
New Plan
Solace throws the phone against the wall. He paces back and forth trying desperately to ignore Andy’s wails of anguish. Fifteen minutes after bringing Teller to Doc Fin she is dead. The anger he feels towards Cas is multiplied after the brief conversation they have just had. “He wants to meet me at noon tomorrow.” … Continue reading New Plan
The Fallen
Kal, the small community that sprang up from the McWrither regime, is sleeping soundly. None aware that the brothers are down two members and the living are on a long trip to a reassignment facility. The few guards on duty walk the streets in pairs, smoking and quietly telling jokes. All Blind to the dark … Continue reading The Fallen
Rage
“Where are you going?” Nancy calls out. Solace, still steaming at the eyes, runs pell-mell across his destroyed home and out of the compound gates. Run. Just run. You know where to go. You do remember right? The monster whispers from his belly. Somewhere between utter misery and Hornbrook Avenue a man walks into him. … Continue reading Rage
Welcome Home
The bus rumbles along a lightly populated street. The inhabitants don't know who the McWrither brothers are taking into their compound, and as long as it isn't any of them, they don't care. If, instead of looking at their shoes as the bus passed, they looked through the window, they would see a young man … Continue reading Welcome Home
Three Years
“Is he dead?” “No I think he is just asleep.” “Cas, that’s a horrible thing to say.” “Pat I know he isn’t dead, it’s a joke.” “Doesn’t hurt to check though,” Jacob kneels beside Solace and checks for a pulse. “Yeah he’s asleep.” “I’m not asleep, just resting my eyes.” Solace slowly sits up, his … Continue reading Three Years
The Master Plan
Solace looks around at the husk that was once a home. The broken frames, decimated furniture, shattered walls and fallen staircase, this is the mark of a merciless gang of mercs. Was this all because of him, did they turn over every home just to find him. “Someone is full of themselves.” Solace spins around, … Continue reading The Master Plan
Thought of a Thinker 