Yami Shorts

 Thirst  The girls felt cold despite being in such a hot place. Their tongues and dry mouths were so dry that they cut their tongue every time they moved it. Their skin was dry, red and flaky. They could feel their lips were cracked. They would have spoken or complained about this if they did not know any better. So they traveled on and on, shaking the entire time. They became tired quicker too, however they knew that they could not stop until they came across some more safe water. Their eyes felt raw and every time their eyelids dropped they burnt. How long can we keep this up? How long can we? She fell forward and soon Burn followed. She would have spoken up if she had the ability. She could tell that she had a dry and sore throat. Yet she could tell that she was barely hanging onto consciousness. Yet Coalmine picked up their wrists and dragged them on and on and on. Even though this burnt, it was their only way forward. So they put up with their pain yet nor could they even...

 The Journey Across   The Fire  They walked on and on. Almost aimlessly now. Yet they knew that they had to find an aim, but none of them could find what it was they were looking for. Their stomachs were feeling like needles were in them and their tongues were feeling like rocks and their throats were sore. Yet they almost gave up hope then they saw a small clear puddle nearby them. They crouched down and looked at it. Soon they lowered their heads and sucked it all up. This wetted their mouths but all knew that it would not be enough to give them all the strength for anything that they knew that they needed to do. So they walked on and on and came to a cave in the side of a volcano. “I would give anything for a bite to eat!” Groaned Doormaze. “Me too.” “Stop complaining! I’m used to it!” “Should we go in there?” “Maybe there’s food in there!” “Yeah! Like a good stake!” “Or a bug at least!” So they walked up to the volcano. They walked up the dark cave. For a while t...

 Witness Of A Monster  Of Fire They soon found a road. Doormaze felt way better having being healed by Dark Curse, however, Burn was the one that was keeping a look on her face like she was sucking an extremely sour sweet. Especially after she had been told what had happened. Yet Doormaze had been spending several minutes debating in her head whether or not she should ask about this. “Tell me, did Dark Curse ask you for his price?” “No. Why? Should I’ve asked?” “Yes. After all, villains don’t give the heroes something like this for nothing, you know.” Doormaze looked down. “Oh.” Why did I not think about that? “I will take it on board later.” She muttered. “You better.” She looked on. “At least we can handle the heat better now.” “Yeah, we can.” “So what should we do with this road?” “Walk on it and see where it leads.” “But what if it leads to more fire?” “I don’t know. It seems that it is the only lead we have to something.” The other two looked at each other then shrugged. ...

 Fields Of Fire When Burn woke up she had a slit too. Doormaze did not dare look at everyone, just in case the change had strengthened her Basilisk’s eye. So they suddenly felt more hydrated and stronger too. “Right, should we continue this way?” “Yeah. After all, we might be able to find the exit point of this place. Also, if we go and turn every corner that doesn’t work out we will never get out of here.” Burn nodded. “Then let’s go! More chat and we will lose time.” Sothey walked on and on. Soon they saw little fires all around. Yet, as they continued, they noticed that the fires increased. Yet as they walked on and on the fires became larger and larger. Yet all felt the ground beneath them getting hotter and hotter. They looked down to see that they were walking on hot coals! Yet as they looked back they noticed that they had been for a long time. They looked at their shoes to see that they were blackened by soot. Yet then they saw the wall of fire behind them. Thenthey looked ...

 Heat Doormaze and Burn were almost drenched in sweat. Yet as far as they have traveled they had not seen a single drop of safe water! Yet they could see that Coalmine was a lot less affected than they were. Must be due to her dragon side… That was when her mind turned over the dream that she had when Dark Curse and Dark Destiny discussed turning her into a dragon. Maybe it won’t be a bad idea after all. Maybe if I was a dragon then this heat will not be so insufferable. ‘Insufferable’? Ahh! Suddenly she could feel the heat of her body becoming hotter and hotter and hotter. Her mouth felt dry yet she could feel it getting dryer and dryer. She tried to keep her mouth closed to keep in as much moisture as possible. But her lungs demanded more air forcing her to open her mouth and this caused her mouth to become dryer and dryer. Soon her tongue looked like a pink desert. Yet this dryness traveled on further and soon her throat became as dry as her tongue making her cough and cough. He...

 The Dead Village  They walked on and on and came to a place where they could see buildings. Yet there were new ones too! She looked down as none of them could hear anything. They could see no movement in the orange fog. They noticed that not even a single sound could be heard, not even the sound of a far off bird. The only thing that they could hear was the sound of their own footsteps. They looked at each other, feeling creeped out by this and they could feel something was wrong about the atmosphere. That was when Doormaze tripped again. She looked down to see the body of a man. His eyes were open and he had a gaping black hole in his chest! At this she let out a scream. That was when Coalmine wrapped her hand around her mouth. She looked at it with a greying face. They looked at each other  That was when Burn took a step to the side and tripped too. She looked down to see a woman who was killed in the exact same way! She went to climb back up until she felt something u...

 The Orange Lake Doormaze, Coalmine and Burn woke. The first thing that hit them was the heat. It was like they were in a slow cooking oven. It was barren and almost void of moisture and they were covered in sweat. “Where are we?” “I don’t know!” She looked around to see that there was a burnt orange fog around them. “Why is it so hot?” “I don’t know. Maybe it’s a hot place?” The sisters nodded. “Now let’s get our bearings.” So they all walked around and spotted that the ground was hard and dry. Then they looked at each other for a moment before they returned to their exploring. They noticed that they could see no living creature. “Tell me, do you think that we might just be in a volcano?” “It would not be surprising. It would explain the heat.” “And why do you sound so casual about it?” Coalmine shrugged as they walked on and on and on. They soon noticed that they had not seen anything nor any water! They all started to become thirsty and they took out a drink from their backpacks...

 A New Plan Beatrice and Britannia had not seen Scar since she saved them from the group belonging to Evil Organisation. They had grown afraid for her. Yet they still had to go to school nevertheless. They took a glance at three ladies walking to Scar’s place. They looked at each other, their guts told them that they were not clients nor this was for a good reason. Yet their rational side told them that Scar was a detective and they must be going to see her for a case. After all, why else would they? So they forced themselves to go to school. Yet throughout the school day their minds could not help but dwell upon Scar and hope that she was alright. This followed them throughout the next couple of days. It only grew when they did not see her. Then their feelings were put at rest when they caught a glimpse of Scar as she finished a group of sandcastles and sand houses. It looked like a miniature kingdom! “Wow!” “She’s good!” “I hope she can teach me to do them that good!” “Who’s that...

 The Fifth Attempt  Scar woke up and she felt sore all over. She slowly slipped out of bed and walked down the stairs. “Should you be out of bed?” Scar jumped and punched behind her. The Watcher caught it and licked his lip. “My, that was a strong punch!” “What are you doing with my daughter you creep?” “Making sure she’s-” “No!” “Fine! I was using the loo and I came out to see that she was up and about.” “I’m fine. Now get off my wrist!” “Make me!” She kneed him in between the legs. He smirked and let go. “Good girl.” Scar shook her head as she walked to the kitchen. “Tell me, what do you want?” The Watcher asked, almost fatherly. “Urm…” Scar was stumped. She just could not think of what she wanted. Yet there was one thing that she did want but will never have. Another thing that just hit her in that moment was this was the first time since her adopted mother, Charlotte died that she was being asked such a question. What do I want? Then the Watcher leaned in closer to her. “...

 The Fourth Attempt Scar slipped out of her bed. She was better than she was three days before. She smelt and was covered in sweat. She knew that it was time to start to move and clean herself. So she walked out of her room. “Are you alright being out of bed?” “Yes. I’m feeling much better. Thank you, Mr?” “Just call me The Watcher!” He purred as he bowed like a court jester. “Thank you Mr Watcher.” “You’re very welcome!” He sang. “Why did you save me? Don’t you work for-urm, Mrs Smith?” He chuckled as he shrugged. “What can I say? I can tell that you’ve got a rather large amount of greatness within you! That’s why I saved you.” She looked down for a moment, masking her feeling of being creeped out and nodded as she walked to the bathroom. She felt her heart sinking slightly. “By the way, don’t follow me. Don’t follow me. I need to have a shower. After all, I do smell.” He chuckled as she walked in and took a shower and cleaned herself thoroughly. Once she was done, she covered her...

 The Third Attempt  Scar looked at the creepy man that saved her. She found it strange to have someone like him in her home. Then again, after all, these last three months, it was strange having anyone in the house. However she was far too tired to address anything like that. No, she just went to bed and was soon asleep. She found herself running away from the witches. She was panting and tired. All she wanted to do was stop and rest, but she could not. She had to run and run.  Ahead of her she was Morana. She smiled at her like she smiled at Beatrice and Britannia. She even held her hand like she did them. She leaned in. “Do you want me to love you?” “Yes! More than anything!” “Then go to those witches. That will make me love you.” “But they’ll hurt me. They always hurt me.” “But do you want me to love you?” “Yes!” “Then go to them.” “Why?” “Because then I will love you!” She bowed her head as she turned to the witches. She woke up covered in sweat. She felt hollow in he...

 The Second Attempt  It had barely been three days since the last attempt had taken place when Scar, just to take her mind off things, took a walk. She walked out of her house and walked to the seashore. She took a moment to breathe in and out. Driving her mind to the present so that she could enjoy the cold, fresh and free air.  I am free. I can go wherever I want. I am not in a cage. I am not a prisoner. I don’t have to wake up in the morning with my guard up . She thought, more to herself. So, she walked down the stone stairs with a bucket and spade on Blackpool beach and started to find a spot where she started to dig. She put some sand in the bucket and started to build a castle. She tried not to focus too much on the families around her. No. She wanted to focus upon her castle and her castle alone. Once she was done, she thought that something was missing. So she started to build small Tudor-like houses in front of the castle. Yet as soon as she had finished that, s...

 The First Attempt  Scar had hardly left the house. She was on her bed curled up. She thought back to Beatrice and Britannia ane and how Morana looked at them. How she held them and how she hugged and kissed them like a mother should. She then thought about how she shot her and tried to kill her on multiple occasions. She then thought about how she beat her up.  She curled up tightly as she found herself crying again. Her mind went to how she left her saying that she was to deal with the witches alone and how she was to stay away from her family, almost like she had forgotten that she was her child too. Yet she knew that she would never get the side of Morana that they would get. No, she was stuck with a monster that wanted nothing more than her corpse. While they would get a mum. Soon ths crying turned to weeping. Why? Why did she have to be their mum? Why does she treat them like daughters and not me too? Why did they make it sound like she was an angel Gabriel, when sh...