Yami Shorts

  The Quest Doormaze and the rest woke up. They looked up at the lavender clouds. Their hands touched the purple sand made of many gemstones. They pushed themselves up as their eyes met the transparent ocean that was so still it looked like glass. “What a beautiful place!” Doormaze gasped. If I had known that I would have such a beautiful place, I would have been more willing to take up Dark Curse’s quest within a heartbeat! “Nah! I think that it’s a little girly for me!” Coalmine sang. “Aren’t you-” “I know! Now, we need to get a move on. After all, we need to find the evil stronghold here.” “But can you honestly believe that such evil could exist in such a beautiful place?” They looked back at the dark emerald grass with bright purple flowers and bluebells dotting around. They all walked to the field and walked around. The first sign of life that they had was the chirping of several small birds. This was followed by purple purple butterflies with red dots covering the outline of ...

  Assassin’s Sacrifice  Charlotte, knowing that none of them had any time or chance to call an ambulance, ran. She knew where the hospital was and that none of them had any time to lose. She ran down the street as fast as she could. Yet it must have been obvious where she was running to as Morana looked at her innanyer and knew in that moment she would kill to stop her from going there.  Her parents had the exact expression on their faces when she had to stop pretending that she was a boy. After all, they always wanted a boy and when she was born a girl they tried to turn her into one. But the only thing that reminded them that she was a girl was her name, which they shortened to Charlie at one point. Just to keep the illusion that she was a boy alive in their deluded minds. The only thing that got her out of that situation was the series of dead girls that were her sisters and only one son being alive at the cost of her neglect. Van Kira, she remembered his name was. “Oh...

  Mother’s Knife Scar woke. She saw Morara right in front of her. She dived back as she punched her. She tried to unbuckle, yet she noticed that she soon noticed that it was jammed. She tried to pull the belt but that too was jammed. She tried to pull it again and again and again but it did nothing. She looked up in fear as she saw the knife coming at her. She quickly dived out of the way then the knife turned to her. She tried to punch her but she caught her wrist. She tried to pull her hand out of her hand. Yet she was too strong. She saw the knife getting closer and closer. She hit the arm as hard as she could which made her drop the knife. She then finally pulled out more of her belt and fell out. She then felt a slit in her arm. She let out a whimper as she looked up at Morana went to stab her again and again. She kicked her again and again and again. She looked at both Alex, who was unconscious. She drove her hands to his belt and she pulled the belt and he hit his head as he...

  Hunter’s Defence  Scar opened her eyes. She then walked down the stairs. She slowly took out her homework, just to take her mind off the day before she started doing it. She started with her maths to fode her mind to focus. She then moved onto literacy. After she had done both her mind felt sharp and clear of all of the upset. She looked up, it was half past seven. She then took a slice of bread. She then put it in the toaster and pulled out a tin of beans. Half of them had already been eaten the day feforeshe then put it in the bowl and then put it in the microwave for a minute. As she waited she picked up a newspaper. Three women arrested. They claimed to be witches yet none have any drugs in their system. They were arrested  for killing four children. When asked why they claimed  it was to obtain power. So they've been arrested. Good! She heard the beeping and soon put the beans on the plate then took the toast out and soon took out a fork. After ripping the toa...

  Assassin’s Protection  She nodded. Then shook her head. “What is going on?” She asked sternly. “No’ here!” She said, struggling to get the words out. She had to pull herself to her feet and walked home. She swung her back on the coral red cotton sofa. “Tell me, what are your thoughts on magic?” She asked, rubbing her throat. “Well I was interested in it when I was your age, like reading the Worst Witch and A Wizard Of Earth sea, but I have grown out of those silly children’s stories.” She let out a long breath. “Then I need to show you something first.”  She, as she could feel her throat still hurting, but she forced herself back up on her feet. She led her upstairs, which was to the left of the ground floor, and turned to the right and walked to the centre of the first floor. Which was where the stairs to the attic were. “What is it all about?” “What if magic is real?” She asked as they walked up to the room filled with fifty doors. “Oh don’t be stupid! I thought that ...