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          "Please let me go," The young raptor begged, pulling at the chain that leased him to a nearby tree. The chain, however, showed no signs of breaking. It hadn't for almost eight years ago, back when he'd been captured by this cruel human who'd collared him. The raptor's name was Kai, and he remembered his capture like it had been yesterday. It had been two years ago, when he had turned twelve years old.           Kai was very excited. Today his father and mother were leaving to teach his older brother, Slizer, how to hunt. Since he was

Arbitrary Hunting Surprise “Why the hell are we even bothering in this crap? There’s nothing moving out here, and it’d be a Christmas miracle if any of us actually saw something worth shooting. This day is a complete load of garbage, and here I am wasting my life away in this stupid forest.” My curses and spite poured out of my mouth almost as heavily as the rain could fall from the low-lying cloudy sky above. I hated rain, but rain during rifle season made me want to murder someone with my bear hands in a blind rage. I’ve dealt with the occasional douche driving too slow and knowing it or that coworker purpose

Chapter 1: Terminally Shy to the Legally Vulgar The Greencastle High School cafeteria was as sparse as a desert. Arron was practically the first there. He took his seat with all his friends minus two, who were the only two included in the school population. Like countless other education facilities around the world, his food placed before him contained the aftertaste of the cardboard and plastic all foods were processed into. Arron couldn't decide if he would prefer to have a liquid concoction with all the necessary nutrients, or the unappetizing cooking in front of him. It wasn’t the food that made him feel somewhat precautious though

Chapter 19 I left early the next day, when the sun was barely kissing the horizon. The others were still asleep, their presences more subdued than normal. Only the Tsahn stirred to look after me as I hurried out the entrance. The night’s sleep had helped ease some of my heavier thoughts - yesterday’s irritability gone - but there were more to plague me. I was quite certain that, for a time at least, I’d found my Krahl during my first encounter with Avanor and his friends. For a minute, then, I’d had incredible powers at my fingertips, capable of wiping the intruders out in an instant. I would’ve expected myself

Chapter 17 As last time, we took a break after a few hours. Avanor and I were progressing well, and by now I had maybe a few hundred words at my disposal. Not enough to have anything but the most basic conversations with, but it was a solid foundation. By Avanor’s estimation I’d be able to start using Vornith to talk to the others in one or two days’ time. For now I chose to keep to myself, taking a seat by the entrance. The view wasn’t particularly beautiful, but I still enjoyed overlooking the nearby mountains. It helped me keep my thoughts calm. Now that I didn’t have to think about Vornith for a second, the

The Christmas Dragon Amongst the bustling streets of Philadelphia, Eric Venia walked with his hands in his brown coat, purposely avoiding the Christmas-spirited carolers and fraudulent Santas as he walked by. The snow fell softly to the ground as a slight breeze stung his face in the loaded streets. Most of the crowds were enthralled with the Christmas spirit. Eric, however, was not. The people amassed throngs that were thick and difficult to pass through, unless someone was to slip down the dark alleyways between the old red brick buildings. Eric did so, knowing he was heading for trouble making shortcuts through the one way streets. He cou

Golden-amber eyes meet dark, deep green ones as our gazes connect. Time seems frozen as I stare into the eyes of my friend, her eyes widening as they are filled with a multitude of emotions. Confusion. Uncertainty. Surprise. Curiosity. Fear. Those and many more blend into her expression like a strange cocktail which doesn't really appear all that certain on what direction to go. She could just as well run as she could come closer. I simply do not know. Simultaneously, my own mind is in chaos, a jumble of thoughts flickering by in a chaotic, disorganized mess that makes them nigh-impossible to separate. My brain works on overdrive as it runs t