• Rescuing the Trapped

    Dawn coloured the sky in pinks and peaches. Standing for a second I looked down at Stormrock, seeing the town as it could be rather than as it was, Mile’s imagination helping to create the place we all wanted it to be. Turning, I got my first sight of the flaming metal ship which was minutes from crashing into the ground. I didn’t stop to think. Sprinting for the door nearest me, the hospital, I threw it open. “We’ll likely have some injured people coming in soon, Alex.” He stared at me. “Something’s coming down from space, and it’s not looking good.” For a second he continued to stare at…

  • Watching

    Waiting As Sam walked away I kept my eyes on the window of the room we’d been told Beth was in. We had no reason to think Lou was lying to us, especially as she wanted us to help Beth with what they both believed was coming. Beth, considering how close Lou said they were, would have told her cousin the truth, and yet I still didn’t trust her. Until she proved herself to us there was no reason for me to. Breathing in deeply my mind turned to Raina. It might have been easier for me to blame it on Sam, but in the end it was inevitable. Working…

  • Waiting

    Waking Up Jared watched the window. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” I shook my head. “We’ve been through this before, Jared. Beth is the one who called Lou to tell her Max was here in the first place. Lou and Jen would be here if they weren’t in the middle of something, and they aren’t going to be best pleased if you kill their cousin.” “She’s a necromancer, Sam. All necromancers are better off dead.” Sighing, I tried to think of a way to get through to him without bringing Raina’s name into things. The moment I did things would go from bad to worse. Even mentioning her would send…

  • Talking

    Thoughts Sam was calm. We stood looking at the room Beth was in, the two of us called on by Lou and Jen to help their cousin. They were too far away to do any good if Beth was right about what was coming. Neither of them thought for a moment she might be lying to them, while I had my doubts, something I was certain they’d taken into consideration before they made the decision we were right for the job. Had I been then I wouldn’t have called on us, and yet it seemed like they’d had no other choice. I raked a hand through my hair, telling myself…

  • Driving

    Calling For Help Driving through the night wasn’t something unusual for us. Jared was in the driver’s seat, focused on the road, while I was on navigation duty, to make sure we got to where we needed to be on time. Lou and Jen made it obvious when they spoke to us we had to be at Beth’s motel when we said we would, otherwise there was no chance of stopping what was coming. The walking dead were something we’d dealt with in the past, in small numbers, but what we’d been told Max was in the middle of wasn’t small numbers. Raising hundreds of the dead took power most…