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Flash Fiction: Acheri Hunt

Find the prequels here:

Part 1- Twittering Tale: Campfire

Part 2- Flash Fiction: Boots

Part 3- Flash Fiction: Stay Out

Part 4- Flash Fiction: Into The Woods

Part 5- Flash Fiction: Into The Woods 2

Part 6- Flash Fiction: The Woods

Part 7- Flash Fiction: The Woods 2

Part 8- Flash Fiction: Camp In The Woods

Part 9- Flash Fiction: Hunt In The Woods

Part 10 – Flash Fiction: The Acheri

Now the story continues…


The fog had settled in, covering the forest as far as their eyes could see.

Perseus led the group with the two kids in the middle and Billy bringing up the rear. Perseus whispered to the kids.

“You see this fog? It originates from the lair of the Acheri. And the density indicates that it’s feeding time. We better hurry, or else your friend is going to end up as food.”

Gary and Roger shuddered, but picked up their pace. The forest was entirely silent. They group could not hear the wildlife, nor the insects. They barely hear the sounds made by their footsteps. After what seemed like ages, Perseus raised his hand up, signalling the group to halt. He pointed forward. The kids strained their eyes. Finally they saw it.

The monster stood a few feet away with its back towards them. It loomed over a petrified Kye who was tied to a tree…

(To be continued)


Word Count: 155

Prompts:

Mercurial Stories Vol 2 Prompt 2

The Daily Inkling: The Monster

Flash Fiction: Hunt and Kill

This is the tenth part in the tale. Find the prequels here:

Part 1- Flash Fiction: Cave Trip

Part 2- Flash Fiction: Cave Trip 2

Part 3 – Flash Fiction: Uninvited Guest

Part 4 – Flash Fiction: Uninvited Guest 2

Part 5 – Flash Fiction: Uninvited Guest 3

Part 6 – Flash Fiction: No Other Choice

Part 7 – Flash Fiction: The Hard Way

Part 8 – Flash Fiction: The Hard Way 2

Part 9 – Flash Fiction: The Adventure Begins

Now the tale continues…


The newly created demon arose, hearkening his master’s commands.

His wine red body was garbed only in rags, tatters of the clothes his once human self had worn. The sinister voice guided the demon to a portal.

“This my minion, is the gateway to your adventure, your mission.”

The demon flexed its rough muscles and stretched his hips in preparation for the mission to come.

“Step through the portal.”

The demon did as instructed and instantly appeared in front of a house,. As the demon materialized in black billow of smoke, he noticed a man staring, with horror struck eyes.

The sinister voice commanded.

“Go forth my minion. Hunt and KILL!”

(The story continues in the next series…

Find the first chapter here – Flash Fiction: Highway to Hell)


Word Count: 114

Prompts:

FFFAW Challenge 189th

Weekly Writing Challenge 165

Flash Fiction: Treasure Hunter

Ah! Here comes master, again.

He comes over to my bowl only on two occasions. First, when its my feeding time, and second, when he gets bored with his work. I guess he likes watching me swim around like an idiot. I bet it makes him feel superior, and all high and mighty. See, there he goes, tapping on the bowl, assuming that the tapping wakes me up. Oh yes! I need to play treasure hunter again. I fly into the ship, search for the treasure and come out, every single time.

I guess he still believes that a goldfish’s memory is quite short lived. After all, that is the popular public opinion, isn’t it?


Word Count: 115

Prompts:

FFfAW Challenge 188th

FOWC with Fandango “Public” 

Flash Fiction: The Hunt Begins

This is the fifth part of this story!

Read the prequels here:

Part 1- Twittering Tales: Statues

Part 2- Flash Fiction: Nice Neighborhood

Part 3- Twittering Tale: Raindrops

Part 4- Flash Fiction: Briefing


Perseus walked in front of agent Keynes and cadet Billy, emulating the silence of the forest they were in.

Keynes had managed to track Medusa’s location and had suggested a helicopter drop. Perseus had refused. The commotion would attract Medusa’s attention, making her alert. Instead, Perseus decided to drop into the forest that lay next to the neighborhood. This way, they would not lose the element of surprise, which was essential while hunting.

Billy whispered to Keynes.

“Sir, what’s the deal with him? He does not seem human.”

Keynes smiled dryly.

“Cadet, you are right. He is not a human, at least in part. He is a result of the Demigod Programme.”

Billy’s mouth hung open.

“The programme rumored to be so inhumane, that it had to be shut down?”

Keynes nodded.

“Correct. That programme took away half of his humanity. I fear he has lost the remaining part of it after all those missions. Seeing what he has seen and doing all that he has done, takes its toll.”

The trio had reached the end of the forest.

The hunt for Medusa had begun.

(Find the sequel here: Flash Fiction: Target Sighted)


Word Count: 185

Prompts:

Thursday Photo Prompt: Track #writephoto

FOWC with Fandango “Commotion”