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As good as I can remember, I was somewhere between four and five years old. Easter was fast approaching. In a matter of weeks, I would be starting school. My dad was at work and my mother took me for a walk in the park. It seems funny how I can remember t...

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Long about 1952, as a five-year-old, one day Dad, Uncle Stan and Uncle Vern were making a dump run and the back of the truck was filled with garbage. Two or three of us kids were invited to go along. I’m sure it wasn’t an invite from Dad but most likely f...

The League of the Young and Supernatural (10)

A group of rogue aliens help fight to protect the Earth from shape shifting killers

Ch. 10 *Elian*It wasn’t long before my head hit the pillow that I had to bring it back up again. Unfortunately, it wasn’t my alarm clock that had woken me up, but rather the building’s alarms shrieking throughout the entire complex. The auto-generated fem...

Reality of War

Peace never comes when the perils of war are taken lightly.

The perils of war, are furrowed deep in the memory of many, escape seems unobtainable, within the confines of minds young and old.Those who were lost, are not only those who perished in the conflicts many, but those who were left behind to remember.The pe...

The League of the Young and Supernatural (9)

A supernatural organization founded by rogue aliens fight to protect the human race.

Ch. 9 *Jinx* As soon as I confirmed that Zeta was following behind me, I quickened my pace. The two of us stepped into the elevator that lowered us down to the lobby of the entire building. I glanced over at Kiya, the desk receptionist, and smiled before...

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The League of the Young and Supernatural (8)

A supernatural organization founded by rogue aliens fight to protect the human race.

Ch. 8 *Zeta*Jinx and I were twins, sure, but we definitely did not think or act the same in most situations. She was the logical, organized, serious one who planned out what to do before she did it. I was more of the act now, think later type of guy. If t...

The League of the Young and Supernatural (7)

A supernatural organization founded by rogue aliens fight to protect the human race.

Ch. 7 *Sakura*Morning came after seven torturous hours. I barely slept. The guest bed was insanely soft and comfortable, but I was too stressed to give it a chance. I had lied on the floor all night, bouncing back ideas as to how I would go about luring a...

Sirens song....

Roy was 13 years old when he found the last place he would ever see.

Roy Rogers used to live an average life with average money. He had an average family, no siblings, a mother and a father. Roy was 13 years old when he found the last place he would ever see. A week earlier: Roy was walking home from school, it was the lat...

With age comes wisdom I am often told when the young ones are not of age they not know what for as they grow and become older the tongue does stop and think that the beauty of growing older is not what they think its knowing when to say words and when to...

The League of the Young and Supernatural (6)

A supernatural organization founded by rogue aliens fight to protect the human race.

Ch. 6 *Azaiah* The wind tugged at my hair and tied it in knots. But at this moment, I didn’t really mind. I had to make it to Treville, the filthy side of the city near the bay. Treville was the last place a “Buigel” battle had occurred, and it would be m...

The League of the Young and Supernatural (5)

A supernatural organization founded by rogue aliens fight to protect the human race.

Ch. 5 *Elian* Maybe if I hadn't been raised on a planet full of outcasts, I'd be more extroverted. Public places made me uncomfortable, especially ones full of drunken humans who could get violent at any given moment. If it weren't for my mother granting...

The League of the Young and Supernatural (4)

A supernatural organization founded by rogue aliens fight to protect the human race.

Ch. 4 *Sakura* It wasn’t clear as to how long I was being carried. 20 minutes, Maybe half an hour? All I was focused on were the noises happening around me. Maybe if I listened close enough, I could navigate back to my apartment after breaking free. Whoev...