Rituals pt. 21

Everything was happening so quickly. Pieces of the ceiling were coming down around us, as Doug hacked away above. The creatures were trying to rush us, stopped by a sudden explosion of light, or by Alana thrusting a flaming torch in their faces. Not long after we began our run, the entire basement was starting to burn.

We were doing maximum damage in minimum time, but that didn’t make it any easier. We had to move faster we had had to find it, him, her, whatever. We had to…

Then I saw her.

She was standing before me, and behind her was what had to be the leader. I recognized him from the vision I had seen.

Venom.

Venom’s claw gripped her hair, and he yanked her head back.

“Freeze.” He smiled, if you could call it a smile.

Eye See You: Mother's Day

“Loni, I need your help.” The voice over the phone sounded familiar. “It’s Richard. He’s acting all funny. I… I don’t know what to do.”

I held the house phone away from my ear, doing my best to listen over the distance. The voice on the other end of the line was Bea Rolland. Richard, was her husband.

“Weird how?” I tried to project, while sounding natural. It wasn’t easy, and I felt like I was screaming at my old friend. “Is he sick?”

“Maybe…” Bea’s voice wandered off. “I can’t explain it, he’s just… off.”

I got a sinking feeling in her gut. I had seen a few people who had seemed “just off”, and things hadn’t turned out so well for them.

“I’ll be over in twenty minutes.” I hung up, tossing the house phone away from me.

Infection ends and Mother's Day begins!

Infection is coming to a close, so today we enter the next chapter of Eye See You... Mother's Day. For the next few weeks we will be following Dave's mother, Loni, and see what exactly she is up to. Don't worry, we will be getting back to Dave and Dina soon enough, but for now, sit back and enjoy...

Eye See You: Mother's Day!

Turbulance Ahead!

So, I've mentioned the chance that there might be some disruption to my regular posting schedule coming up. Well, that warning still stands. I've got a lot going on in my personal life (including a move to a new state this Friday), so there is a chance that a post or two might get missed. So, forgive me if the blog gets a little sloppy for the next couple of weeks. The real world is just going to slam bang right into my writing schedule!

New Pom Pom Angel: Forbidden Kiss pt. 8

Everything seemed to move so quickly. At first, we were just kissing, then he was on top of me, our bodies pressed together, his hands wandering, my hands exploring. How long had it been since I had felt someone’s touch like this? I… I couldn’t remember.

My shirt was up and over my head, quickly tossed to the floor, and the feeling of his hands against my bare chest seemed electric.

“Do you want me?” Dante’s voice was breathy and soft.

“If I say yes, will I lose my soul?” I said it half as a joke, half serious.

“No.” He smiled, his kisses moving from my mouth to the nape of my neck.

“Then, yes.” And I gave in.

Everything else was just a whirlwind of flying clothes, searching hands and hungry mouths. I wanted him so badly. His skin against my skin, that warmth and closeness drove me crazy. I pulled him closer, wanting to feel as much of him as possible.

He sat up and I straddled his lap. I could feel his excitement pressing against me.

This is it, I thought to myself. I’m about to go all the way with a demon.

“You ready?” He asked me.

I nodded.

Then…

Then the front door opened, a bright flash of light in the darkness. We both panicked, and I tumbled off of him, and both of us went sprawling, naked as could be, onto the hardwood floor of the living room.

“What the hell is… Dante? Dammit!  I told you to stay away from the humans!” Regina’s voice cut through the room like a knife.

Heaven and hell just cock blocked me. 

Slime pt. 2

Lana sat in the airlock, the sleek, airtight helmet sealed over her head. Rochelle sat across from her, her face hidden behind the darkness of the visor.  Their gear for on planet was much simpler and sleeker than the stuff Lana remembered seeing when she was a child. Gone were the days of bulky space suites, replaced with simple, sealed jump suits. With an air regulator and a pair of gravity boots, walking around on planet was not only simple, but even comfortable.

So if her gear was so comfortable, why was Lana so fucking uncomfortable. It was her gut. The feeling in her gut would just not let up. It was tugging at her, like an alarm that refuses to turn off.

Something was very wrong, and something very bad was about to happen.

“This’ll just be routine.” Rochelle’s voice came over the small speaker in the side of Lana’s helmet. “You need to calm down. You’re so nervous that even I’m starting to feel it.”

“Can’t help it. This just feels all kinds of wrong,” said Lana. 

“You’re just getting jitters about leaving. Eight years is a long time.” Rochelle checked the timer on the airlock. “We are good to go.”

Lana just nodded, and then Rochelle hit the airlock release, and the door to the outside opened up with a woosh of air.

Before either of them stepped onto the rocky soil Rochelle scanned the surrounding area. “Looks like that quake did a lot of damage. If we weren’t already leaving, I would suggest getting out of here sooner than later.”

“How bad are we talking?” Lana glanced at Rochelle, unable to understand the data that was suddenly rushing across her visor.

“Potential sink holes all over the place.” Rochelle was shaking her head. “I don’t think it’s even safe for us to step outside. It looks like huge chunks of this planet suddenly just hollowed out.”

“That’s impossible.”

“But it happened.” To prove her point, Rochelle placed her foot two feet in front of the open door, and tapped her toe against the dusty ground.

Within seconds the ground began to crumble, and then fall away, a hole opening up before them, spreading away from the compound quickly. As Lana watched, the hole grew in both length and width… and depth.  

“There is nothing down there.” Lana leaned over the door frame. “It just goes on into…”

“Looks like you are going to get out of having to go on a scouting mission. On account of the planet turning to dust.” Rochelle motioned for Lana to step back into the airlock, and then pulled the door closed.

She took a seat, and waited as Rochelle started the program up that would allow them to enter the pressurized compound again.

“Did we do that? I mean, through the mining?” Lana waited for the small ding in her ear, and took off her helmet.

“I doubt it.” Rochelle sat across from her. “We haven’t been mining long enough to do that kind of damage.”

“Then I have to wonder,” Lana said, “where the hell did all that planet go?”

Rochelle looked at her confused.

Lana continued. “Yesterday that ground was solid. We have the data to back that up. Today, after that quake, we suddenly find ourselves with a planet on the edge of collapse. Where the hell did all that mass go?”

“I couldn’t tell you.” Rochelle shrugged. “I hate to say this, but we also probably won’t get the chance to find out.”

Lana nodded, but in her mind she had the sinking feeling that she would find out, and soon.