Yami Shorts

  Mother And Father  Scar was woken by a swinging of the door opening. She looked up, hoping that all of this was a dream only to see Morana and Alex standing over her. She drew herself in. She found that she was so cold that she could not feel her arms and her head felt light as she had lost a great deal of blood. Alex pulled out a knife and slit the rope. Her arms slumped and her hunger was beginning to become painful. “Get up.” Morana snapped, coldly. She, weakly, got to feet. Even though she could feel herself shaking all over. She felt like she was already dead. However, she fell for a moment. Yet Morana had to pull up and suddenly thrust her fist into her gut. She wrapped her arms around her stomach, freking a great deal of nausea. “Get up.” She nodded slowly. She pushed through the pain as she got to her feet. She could feel her jaw clench but she said nothing. She knew better than to say anything. “Come.” She said as she walked out of her cell. Silently, she followed. She bowed

  Taken Alex picked her up  “Why are you here?” “Morana thought that you could use help with this one.” Said one as he pulled out two ropes. “Is that necessary?” “Yeah. She doesn’t want us taking any chances.” He said as he bound her hands and feet. “Right. Time to take her in!” They picked her up and wrapped her body up in a long trench coat. As they walked Alex’s lip curled. “What!” “I don’t know…something doesn’t feel right.” He admitted. Two of them rolled their eyes. “Look, try not to think of her as a child and think of her as a walking talking magical weapon.” Said one as they left the road. “But she’s still a kid nevertheless and she was taken prisoner by the Scarborough Witches like Morana and me. Why would she act like this?” The two shrugged. “How should I know? You're the one that knows her best. So what do you think?” “I honestly can not say. I feel like she has been a stranger ever since her miscarriage.” He admitted. Yet as he said this, he could not help but look a

  The Hunt  Scar threw her bag in her back. It had been a week since she obtained her detective licence yet her life had hardly died down. She has seen her face in the news and the papers seemed to have sensationalised it into having her still having to deal with the heartbreak and how she was still struggling to get by. Yet only part of that was true, yet even that was not as bad as the papers made it out to be. In fact, she had covered a good amount of cases, not as hard as her official first, so that helped take her mind off things. Although, despite her disappointment, they were nothing compared to that. Yet all she found both challenging and fun. Mainly because they were all about finding missing pets, finding the origin of some pets from the shelters and others were just, pety easy to solve thefts. One of her cases involved finding a missing cat that she had found in the cat owner’s home, just to have her litter. She walked to her house. Yet she was stopped before she made it ha