Yxari and Such

A pair of heterochromic eyes scanned the area. The stale air reeked of cattle, and the humidity didn't help. She should have picked a drier day. It would have been easier to accomplish what she had in store if the air was easier to breathe. Today wasn't going to be a good one.
soro jumped out from the puno and internally sighed. The farm looked terrible. The kamalig looked as if the support was rotting and infested with termites, the traktor shed was about to collapse, and the house was a joke. The front porch was devoid of everything except serbesa bottles and a lawn chair. The stairs were creaky,...

"I don't care what you did. All I care about is her safety. It is all your fault that she ran off, so go get her back before I decide to wring out your neck. If she dies before you get to her, we will build the plane and leave you here to die. Go."
    Cain scrambled after Weasel. Al massaged the bridge of his nose and leaned against the wall, keeping an eye out for the undead. Naz frowned.
    "Why are you so... Nappy about her? I mean... She's WEASEL."
    Al glared at him. "If I'm not supposed to protect my own family, then who?"...

       The blonde-haired shah had just purchased the prutas from the market when he heard the beat of a drum and the shake of a tambourine. Gypsies... He had a hard time tolerating their kind on his land. He barely stifled a snarl at the dancing black-haired woman. He saw the sac of coins on the ground sa pamamagitan ng her feet, and contemplated knocking it over. He managed to keep himself from doing such things, for his nobility. While he wasn't looking straight ahead, he tripped. The tambourine rolled about three feet away before it flopped onto its side. He was staring straight into the eyes of a gypsy,...

Yxari was in daze sa pamamagitan ng the time she reached the bottom. She slowly got up and looked around the small circular room she awoke in to find a door that lead out. She looked all around the room to no avail; until she noticed the coffee mesa in the far corner of the room behind her.

On the mesa were two small objects; a glass bottle with a card attached to it that sinabi 'Drink me' and a decorated wooden box that sinabi 'open me'. The box looked very regal and meant for upper class Victorians. While the bottle contradicted it sa pamamagitan ng looking like a simple middle class serbesa bottle. She went to go examine and...

Naz happily trotted down the stairs, followed sa pamamagitan ng Cain's revived body. Al pushed on Weasel's back softly to get her down the stairs. Once she touched the first one, she flew down the rest in a hurry. The laundry room was a complete mess. There were curtains stained with blood hanging from the ceiling, as well as body bags hanging sa pamamagitan ng the feet. weasel heard Cain at the end of the hall.
    "Weasel! We need the key!" She weaved through the curtains to meet at the gated door which held the washing machine, only to be face-to-face with a zombie as big as Al. She screamed, and...

Anatomy Lessons from a Demon

 "Bellz-E," called the Acid Monster. The demon looked up from her iPod Touch and over to the girl. 
 "What?" she asked, her heavy Australian accent ringing through the corridor of the dance hall. Yxari swallowed her fear and stepped towards the DJ. 
 "I need a favour from you."
 
 She wanted to try her limits. She wanted to know her anatomy. She wanted to know what truly caused... The Switch. She thought the segundo most dangerous person she knew could help her switch... Just this once. She knew that provoking the DJ would only result in her death. She certainly...

 Such a shame. He actually seemed like a decent man once he was locked up. The small girl flicked her middle finger against the syringe, making a significant 'ping!' sound. She sighed. The metal door to the small room opened with a sickening crrreeeeeak!, and she slowly made her way through. He was staring through the glass a the people who were related to his victims. His eyes were wide, bloodshot, and... scared. 
 The girl almost regretted becoming the Executioner. Almost. Not quite. 
 His eyes darted to her, and they screamed betrayal. His head couldn't move, he was in a tourniquet......