We need the warmth.
Then out of nowhere,
a sudden flash!
The moon has come up,
Our furry paws pad across the snow,
My pack beside me,
Hand and hand,
Howling all across the land,
Then the sun rises,
Slow and strong,
Suspended like a glowing gong.
We change at last,
Our wing spans growing,
Great and vast.
We tip our beaks up towards the sky,
After all we harpies,
really, ought to fly,
And so we spread our wings,
And take to the wide blue sky,
Slicing through the air,
And when we pass the ocean,
Were there at last!
Into our last,
Our mermaid tail,
When you change it doesn't matter,
Doesn't matter, that,
As long as you love yourself,
You're where you should be at.
Project X, prolougeDate: 10/30/3000
Subject: Project "Black Cat"
It has come to our attention that project "Black Cat" will be put into action at 12:00 tonight. We feel subject X is not ready to fulfill the requirements of Project "Black Cat". Subject X has been found highly unstable and potentially dangerous to the population. Unless subject X progresses further in their development and becomes more stable we will be forced to take action and either terminate Subject X or shutdown Project "Black Cat" completely. We believe that the information that you have given us through your research will eventually prove useful but we do not want another situation with the same outcome as with subject R. As you may remember subject R of Project "white tiger" nearly destroyed the lab and all of your research. We lost 2 researchers and we're forced to terminate subject R in the process. Subject X has proven to be very successful and we would consider it a great loss in subject X was terminated but we will
I Am FreeI am free,
Yes I'm free,
I am free like a bird.
With my wings I soar,
Through my life and yours
I'll glide past troubles,
Peck away fears,
Someday I'd like to land,
Build my nest,
Raise my young,
Then their wings will grow strong and their feathers stiff
And they'll grow free,
Free as birds,
Fly past trouble,
Soar round fear,
Then I may lay in my nest,
And I may take my final rest.
sniper, chapter 4Chapter four
Home sweet Home
Nightshade worried all the way home. When she entered her small chamber she quickly changed into a pair of pajamas and into bed. She was about to sleep when she heard footsteps approach. She sat up in her bed when the person knocked. She opened the door to see the tall man leaving. He had left a small brown box bound with string at the door. She picked up and went back to bed to open it. She opened the box and removed silver pendant engraved with a Fox. She put it on and read the tag on the box.
"Girl, wake up"
Nightshade rubbed her eyes as she got up. Tony was sitting on the corner of her bed. His face was emotionless. "That man didn't die. He's in a coma but he's still alive." Nightshade gasped and her eyes grew wide. No! He has to be dead! Oh no, oh no, oh no! Fear crept through her and chilled her to the bones. Quick as lightning Tony was up boiling with rage. He lifted his cane and slapped her hard. But he didn't stop. He was dru
sniper. chapter 3Chapter three
Nightshade walked into the large mansion. On the outside it resembled an evil fortress straight out of a video game. Dark stone walls, high barbed wire topped fence and of course painful screams that were heard in the middle of the night. You would think it truly the fortress of some monster if the only room you saw was hers. Nightshade lived in a small windowless cell that resembled a dungeon. She opened the thick door and flopped down on her hard mattress and rolled over to take a much needed nap. She had just closed her eyes when someone knocked on her door.
Ugh! She thought knowing better than to whine aloud. She opened the door and to her surprise instead of seeing the cruel fat face of tony she was greeted by someone else.
"Come, the others wish to speak to you." He said. He never talked much around her and from what she could tell, even less around the others. He was quite tall and had the same pale sun deprived skin as her. She liked him best. He was the
sniper, chapter 2Chapter two
Nightshade lay on the side of a hill where no one would observe her "working". Carefully she aimed the sniper towards an old oak tree positioning it just so the bullet would knock the branch off. She looked away from the scope of her weapon and waited for just the right moment.
Hurry up! She thought impatiently. Sometimes targets took their sweet time getting into position. Nightshade groaned and swept her long white hair back in its place behind her ear. She waited for her target like a falcon waiting for a plump piece of prey to appear. Finally the man appeared jogging down the worn dirt trail. He was a young man perhaps in his early twenties his slick black hair combed into place and held with lots of gel. The man suddenly stopped and bent down to pick up a twenty she had placed as bait.
She pulled the trigger and the man looked up suddenly from the noise and began to get up
The thick branch pinned him down and at least fifty angry bees swarmed ou
Sniper, chapter 1Chapter one
13 years later
Nightshade leaned back and stretched her arms. She yawned and opened the door for tony to give her todays list of "cleanup" missions but to her surprise not only did he give her the cheap plastic clipboard but he also handed her a long wooden crate.
"What's this?" she asked shaking it slightly to see what noise it made
"Me 'n the boys thought youse would like it." Tony said walking away.
Nightshade shut the door and sat on the bed where she proceeded to pry open the wooden box.
"Sweet." She said a slight smile building on her face as she pulled out a brand new sniper rifle.
"Well," she said "better get to work"
She pulled on a thick blue hoodie and stashed her rifle, a pistol, several knives, and a first aid kit into her bag.
Work she thought glumly headed out the door.
The flames rose higher, engulfing the house entirely. A man in a black pinstriped suit stood back and watched. He was a plump man and the only hair on his bald head was a dark goatee and two thin eyebrows.
An evil smile crept across his face as he turned to one of his associates.
"That old maggot had this comin' to 'em."
The man stated in a very matter of fact voice "Only pity was that our sweet little Sophia gotta be dragged down wit' 'em."
His broad smile vanished and he leaned more heavily on his bejeweled cane. "Sweet little Sophia always so innocent." He sighed.
"Did you hear that?" one of his companions pointed towards the now dying fire
"I hear it too" another of the men said
The fat man listened for a moment and then he too heard what the others were talking about. In the distance a small child could be heard crying.
"Tony, you wants me ta' go check it out and what not?" one of the men said turning to the plump man as he headed towards the source of the crying.
Slowly, the forest awoke. Creatures crawled from their burrows and nests, awaking or heading home for the night. Amidst the busy animals a young vixen dragged a rabbit home. She walked along until she reached an old oak and circled around the gnarled trunk until she located the entrance to her burrow, hidden between two of the roots and crawled in.
As she entered three small pups yipped with delight and began to eat the rabbit their mother just brought. The fox buried the remains just outside then den for later and curled up with her pups to soothe them to sleep.
Quietly, the fox crawled out of her den to hunt for the night. As she padded into a clearing, the moonlight set her ginger pelt ablaze. She stopped to listen for prey and stopped. Quickly she rushed under a bush to hide as several humans lumbered by. The fox followed them, confused by their appearance.
As they reached the humans camp the large men sat down on logs and chatted near the fire. The fox walked close