Tag: Violence

Legends of the Dark: Child at Play (Part Three)

This was going to be my end, right here in this bush behind the school yard. I could imagine the news headlines the day after they find my body: Young Teacher Unidentifiable Due to Missing Face, Eaten Alive.

This bush wasn’t going to let me go anytime soon. These small twigs were prodding me all over, making it more and more painful to move around. My arms were getting weak from supporting myself up. Melissa kept her eyes on me, and I didn’t want to look back.

If I did, all I would see is the bloody face of a monster.

My face would have probably shredded apart with ease if those fangs dug into me. I forced that graphic thought out of my mind—I had to focus on trying to get out of the bush, and away from her.

Mouth salivating and getting onto her feet Melissa let out a loud, blood-curdling growl and leaped up into the tree.

100 Word Story – Power Tools

We were finally done—Marcel took off his face mask. There was a fine line between where the splatter reached his face and how everything just below his nose was still untouched. His eyes looked at the massacre on the table then at me.

His hands were still shaking violently even after dropping the buzz saw, “Okay, it’s your turn. Go get the bag and clean up.”

My body was stuck on the other side of the room, refusing to move. I kept shaking my head, tears flooding out of my eyes.

“We just chopped up a guy’s dead body!”


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100 Word Story – Flying High

The flight was terrible—everything was terrible. The flight attendants were constantly screaming their lungs out, the passengers wouldn’t follow instructions I gave them, the pilot lost a damn eye, it was crazy. I even had to put a bullet through this one guy’s head because he tried to act all tough shit.

Then, I had to get a new pair of sneakers once this plane got to where I needed it. I really liked them; they had a small snowman design on the sides. Now they looked like bloody snowmen.

I’m never going to try robbing a plane again.


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Legends of the Dark – Cellar Chills

Yukiko felt the blood tricking out from her arm, ignoring her nerves screaming out in pain—her hand still had a tight grip around the pair of scissors. Her hair, flipped over and hanging down like a curtain, blocked all sight of her face, forcing her to watch the ground as she inched down the dead-end cellar. Her fingers started getting anxious, twirling the scissors around one of her fingers.

Her breath came out as thick mist as she spoke, “You have no idea how much I’ve been waiting to do this. I never actually tried this out on somebody.”

The young man couldn’t control the shivering that wrapped his entire body, partly from enduring the bitter bite of the fifty-eight degree cellar, and from the overwhelming fear that ate away at him. Even though he didn’t sustain too many injuries to cripple his ability to walk, his legs violently shook and made him come crashing back to the titled flooring anytime he tried to get back on his feet. The only thing that kept the small gap between him and the approaching woman was him clawing at the ground, trying to pull himself back further and further down to the other side of the cellar. He was afraid to try and look back behind him; he was afraid that if he looked away, the woman would vanish and take his life without even being seen. He would soon realize that he trapped himself in a corner.

The woman, Yukiko, continued spinning the scissors on her finger, her mind focused on the situation at hand. She lifted her head, sweeping her hair to the side, allowing just her right eye to be visible. Bloodshot, it rapidly darted around to get a complete scope of the hallway: windowless, freshly painted white walls, and a single vent in the ceiling. The faint humming a central cooling unit came from above. Every now and then the heel on Yukiko’s shoes would come down hard and echo.

“Aren’t you glad that I finally decided to come talk to you, one-to-one?” Yukiko asked, her voice calm and relaxed. The scissors spun at incredible speeds, eventually coming off of her fingers and went flying straight down the cellar, passing just inches away from the man’s cheeks, and wedging into the back wall. She saw the reaction in the young man’s face, his eyes widening, and his body locking up. Yukiko felt a smile crept across her face, “What’s wrong? You’re acting like you’ve just had a near-death experience.”

Legends of the Dark: Ghoulish Suffering

We got so far in this place. We’re just almost out of here. Only a few for flights and we would have made it out.

But Rodriguez, he’s… he’s like this all because of me. If I wasn’t so careless, he wouldn’t have gotten hurt. And now, he’s going to die because of me.

I can’t do this. I just cant.

“Listen to me. You need… to go. The door won’t hold.”

Even at a distance the dying and decrepit features were easily in sight. As the groaning grew louder it seemed they were starting to ram the doors instead of just trying to push them open. The wood started to crack and splinter.

100 Word Story – Knocked Out

Waking up from a deep sleep was never really appealing to me. Sure, it’s nice that you feel well rested after enough hours of sleep, but it’s always a hassle waking up from such a peaceful sleep; sometimes, you’ll go back to sleep to get that feeling of pure bliss back.

But what about forcibly knocking somebody out in order to get them to cooperate? Is it still considered “sleeping” if they’re passed out for eight hours?

I leaned over the man’s face, inches away to hear his calm breaths of slumber. At least, that’s what I expected to hear.


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