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Three Line Tale: Search

It came suddenly, without any warning, giving no chance to our terrestrial brethren, those poor souls which did not have gifts like ours were wiped out instantly.

I don’t know how it happened, but the towering waves came crashing upon our world, submerging it in water.

It has been days without food and rest for us now, on our search to find a new home, any place that survived this aquatic apocalypse…


Word Count: 72

Prompt:

Three Line Tales, Week 148

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Flash Fiction: Voyage

Into the darkness, I lead my ship.

It seemed like the best idea before it became reality: Escape the mundanities of  regular life, and set sail on a voyage to explore the world. I wanted to experience the various adventures this world had to offer. A bunch of young ones who were influenced by my words, joined me on my escape from reality. This scares me now. What if I made a mistake? Will these young ones suffer because of me?

Not on my watch…

The darkness does not look so bad, with the moon and stars guiding me…


Word Count: 99

Prompts:

Carrot Ranch November 29: Flash Fiction Challenge

Inspiration Call: Flash Fiction Friday

Flash Fiction: The Undertakers

Our orders were simple: Hunt and Eliminate…

War is in the basic nature of man, and Governments have gone to great lengths to gain the upper hand in wars. Some turned to science, while others turned to things not explained by science – The occult. Dark creatures were summoned only to bring about destruction. However, nobody thought about how to send back these creatures once the wars were over, and a time of peace settled in. That’s where The Undertakers came in. We were tasked with monitoring these hell-spawn and taking action when required. Now, the time to take action had come.

The dark creatures had been placed in isolated locations, and for many years they had remained docile. However, a couple of days ago, the monsters at Location Pandora came out from their coma. They broke through the barriers, and attacked the neighboring city, ravaging everything in their path.

The Undertakers were vigorous in their attempt to eliminate all the rampaging hell-spawn. However, it proved to be more difficult than expected. The monsters were somehow quite prepared for our assault, and it did not take long for the situation to spin out of control.

The Commanding Officer was taken out while ranting out orders to the squads. The monsters came from underground, latched on to the CO with their razor sharp teeth, and ripped him apart limb from limb. Our bullets were being rendered useless by the thick skin of the colossal ones. We might as well have used bows and arrows. Our only option was to take a page out of the survival guide and retreat. The sudden surge in the intelligence of these creatures had made that option quite difficult as well. Now, it was every squad for itself.

Our assault had turned into a fight for survival….


Word Count: 300

Prompts:

Mercurial Stories Prompt 36: Oh The Horror

Weekly Writing Challenge #169

FOWC with Fandango – Coma

Word of the Day Challenge – Docile

RDP Monday: VIGOROUS

Flash Fiction: Homecoming

I could not digest the fact that it was all gone. My home was all gone.

The storm of the century, they called it. It came raging into our lives, and left only destruction behind. Thank God, I could get my family out in time. In these hard times, we will have to look toward each other for illumination.

It’s time to rebuild, and things will be back to normal in no time…


Word Count: 73

Prompts:

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #64

Weekend Writing Prompt #82 – Illumination

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 24/18

Flash Fiction: Disrespect

Sarah finished buttoning her skirt, just in time to see Jasper pulling on his pants.

Jasper looked around uncomfortably. Sarah sighed.

“Okay, what is it? What’s wrong?”

“You know Sarah, I think what we did was wrong. We should not have done this in the graveyard. It was a bad idea.”

Sarah smirked.

“Really? Now you think it is wrong. You did not think it was wrong when I was giving you the time of your life? I did not hear you complaining then. You were as loud as I was.”

Jasper shivered.

“I still think we showed disrespect to the dead here.”

Sarah laughed.

“I think the only disrespect you showed, was to me. And I enjoyed every inch of it.”

Before Jasper could respond, a sound coming from the trees broke the silence of the graveyard. Jasper and Sarah looked around trying to find the source of the sound. They did not have to search for long. A lady carrying a lamp made her appearance. Jasper and Sarah looked at each other, and then looked back at the lady. But, they saw nothing. The lady had disappeared.

The couple realized too late that the lady had appeared right behind their backs. The realization had come in the form of a strong shove that launched the lovers on to the ground. The silent lady took the two unconscious lovers by their heads and dragged them towards a fresh grave.

RIP

Here lie Jasper and Sarah, disrespecters of the dead….


Word Count: 250

Prompts:

Time To Write: Giving

Inspiration Call: Flash Fiction Friday