Fan Fiction
DCW
DCW (Dragon Championship Wrestling) Episode 1: INT.-LOCKER ROOM-NIGHT A young man (LITTLE DRAGON) sits on a bench with an open duffel bag at his feet, taping his forearms and wrists. We hear a bell ding in the background and the roar of a crowd cheering for someone they love. A much larger and older man in red trunks and shiny boots (PERMA DRAGON) walks up to the younger man.
By Mavrik Alexander Poe4 years ago in Fiction
Stranger Danger
Stranger Danger Keya shook her head she had to stop thinking about the funeral of her grandfather. He was gone and she was now alone. She was only twenty-one years old and she was independent. Grandpa made sure she was left with everything she needed. He taught her everything she knows on raising the farm. That part of death she could handle it’s the other part where she had to learn how to survive without him. Grandpa gave her two dogs which she regards them as best friends. Black and Blackie been with her since they were small pups. Grandpa talk to them and taught them things like hunting, and how to be quiet when strangers were around to attack them. She knew they would hurt anyone who would try to hurt her. The two of them acted like they understood grandpa when he uses to talk to them. She could hear her grandpa now “Gal you can’t get nothing done by being scared. Shake it off and get going!” Otis T pain never beat around the bush and didn’t care to be cuddled. He grew her up to be the same stand up for yourself. She could shoot, catch rabbit and any other game by the age of thirteen. Her mom died when she was born and she never knew her father. The animals needed feeding and she knew she better get up and do so because there wasn’t no one else to do it.
By Peggy Whitaker4 years ago in Fiction
Always
He sat down by her side, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, the beeping of machines filling his ears. For the first time in two months he wished he weren’t here. He wished this hadn’t fallen to him. He wished this hadn’t happened to her. He wished a lot of things. But her father had already said his goodbyes, her mother standing by her bedside, tears streaming down her face. Ian shook his head and pushed yesterday from his mind. He took in the white walls of the hospital room, trying to grasp some sense of serenity. All those years wasted and now it comes to this. Ian looked back down to his partner. Pseudo-partner. Well, he was her pseudo-partner. A writer shadowing a homicide detective for research and she was the one who got hurt. Ian suddenly remembered the last time they were in the hospital together. It was a couple years ago. She had broken her ankle chasing after a suspect.
By Aubrey Berry4 years ago in Fiction
How does that work? (3-way sequel)
“Let’s break it down then!” Elaine yells, her hands moving into fists. “From religious to classics to regular—” “Obviously, I’m correct, Elaine. My list has the most quintessential and heartfelt choices. No doubt,” George spouts, interrupting her speech.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter 9:
The silence of the the forest encased the cabin in peace. Dragonfly and Peter sat next to the fire to warm themselves. In the distance, the wolves were howling in the moonlit night. Their singing was eerily comforting to Peter. The animal songs of the night was in full force and echoed through the trees. Yet, the wind rested and the snow drifted around the cabin.
By Sheila L. Chingwa4 years ago in Fiction
3-way
Set in modern day New York, the year is 2021, and an aging Jewish comedian is in his apartment. The dewy dawn has arrived and it is 6:21 in the morning. He had a very strange dream last night. He makes fresh coffee and adds too much cream, spilling some on his counter. He cleans it up, and sighs.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
