Street Smarts: Chapter 26 by lillaxtrigger, literature
Literature
Street Smarts: Chapter 26
The glistening moonlight beams past the countless branches composing the depths of a wild forest, shining down into the fall atmosphere to spotlight upon a lone woman sitting against the bottom of a rocky incline; her eyes darting to the darkest corner when witnessing somebody step into the light. Out from the shadows steps out a blonde gentleman whose pale skin glistens in the night, licking his pointed fangs when discovering the site of the woman in the umbra light. “Ah, Jennifer. What a pleasure.” he cheers with melancholy. “Jack! You came? Why have you followed me?” “I had to see you again. I needed to see you again? When you left, I felt pieces of my soul leave with you.” “Jack, you don’t understand. I had to leave. If I didn’t, he would rip you apart just to get to me.” “He?” Their attention is then baited to the top of the rocky incline, where upon another figure steps out from the shadows to present himself to the moonlight; a muscular shirtless man with a hairy chest and
Street Smarts: Chapter 25 by lillaxtrigger, literature
Literature
Street Smarts: Chapter 25
Beaming down from the desolate shadows of an empty dark room, a single light spots down upon the deeply coveted stone of psychic potential; its cracked glass casing glistening against the descending glow. “The psychic stone. An artifact capable of unlocking the true potential of one’s own mind, bestowing those blessed in its glow an incredible power the likes of which are capable of transforming our very world.” Stepping out from among the dark, the violet psychic, plastered in gauze and a couple of casts, swipes the precious babble off the table and admires the little rock encased within, celebrating of how: “And its back in our clutches. Back from the bowels of the mob’s stomach. I mean, its kinda worse for wear. But hell, nothing but a little spit shine and glue can’t fix. What matters is that its in our little corner of town.” In the blink of an eye is the surrounding void cast away as several more light fixtures overhead illuminate; Wedsle covering his eyes from the invasive glow
Street Smarts: Chapter 24 by lillaxtrigger, literature
Literature
Street Smarts: Chapter 24
The empty void of desolate shadow parts as light fixtures above flash to cast their illumination across the featureless concrete room, revealing the only thing worth of note being a pair of human sized sleep pods fashioned from a couple of tanning beds resting at the end of the chamber. Nearing these pods from the other side of the room be the deadly duo of mob boss brothers; Tury studiously marching towards the beds, while Cen far more casually strolls alongside his sibling. “Lo and behold, Tury; the gateway of our evolution. When we awaken from these chambers, our abilities will no longer be constrained by their crude limitations. We shall no longer be constricted to the bounds of mortal men, for we will be standing among the realm of gods.” the spacial reconstituting mob boss poetically claims. “And, you’re certain of the structural foundation of these chambers are sound?” Cen is concerned with. “I’m sure they are, bro. We’ve put our faith in the dear old doc so far in everything
Street Smarts: Chapter 23 by lillaxtrigger, literature
Literature
Street Smarts: Chapter 23
The swirl of a loading wheel spirals all across the screen before the scene shows the inside of a baby’s bedroom; an ear piercing bawling can immediately be heard as soon upon entering. Standing aside a changing table, a man nervously looks down to a crying infant as its diaper soils with disgusting brown sauce. “Honey, The baby wont stop crying. And I don’t know why.” Yet despite beckoning for another to come to his aid, the man baits no response outside the bedroom; left to only gaze down to the baby on the table as it wails harder than before. Panic starts to set in as the infant’s nappy rapidly swell by the second, leaking out a fowl mixture of feces and piss; the baby’s crying harder and louder as its diaper expands. The guy watching all of this unfold quivers as he can do little but watch the situation escalate. The problem reaches its climax when the bottom half of the infant violently erupt in a geyser of red and brown mix of poo and pee, gushing out from the baby’s blown
Street Smarts: Chapter 26 by lillaxtrigger, literature
Literature
Street Smarts: Chapter 26
The glistening moonlight beams past the countless branches composing the depths of a wild forest, shining down into the fall atmosphere to spotlight upon a lone woman sitting against the bottom of a rocky incline; her eyes darting to the darkest corner when witnessing somebody step into the light. Out from the shadows steps out a blonde gentleman whose pale skin glistens in the night, licking his pointed fangs when discovering the site of the woman in the umbra light. “Ah, Jennifer. What a pleasure.” he cheers with melancholy. “Jack! You came? Why have you followed me?” “I had to see you again. I needed to see you again? When you left, I felt pieces of my soul leave with you.” “Jack, you don’t understand. I had to leave. If I didn’t, he would rip you apart just to get to me.” “He?” Their attention is then baited to the top of the rocky incline, where upon another figure steps out from the shadows to present himself to the moonlight; a muscular shirtless man with a hairy chest and
Street Smarts: Chapter 25 by lillaxtrigger, literature
Literature
Street Smarts: Chapter 25
Beaming down from the desolate shadows of an empty dark room, a single light spots down upon the deeply coveted stone of psychic potential; its cracked glass casing glistening against the descending glow. “The psychic stone. An artifact capable of unlocking the true potential of one’s own mind, bestowing those blessed in its glow an incredible power the likes of which are capable of transforming our very world.” Stepping out from among the dark, the violet psychic, plastered in gauze and a couple of casts, swipes the precious babble off the table and admires the little rock encased within, celebrating of how: “And its back in our clutches. Back from the bowels of the mob’s stomach. I mean, its kinda worse for wear. But hell, nothing but a little spit shine and glue can’t fix. What matters is that its in our little corner of town.” In the blink of an eye is the surrounding void cast away as several more light fixtures overhead illuminate; Wedsle covering his eyes from the invasive glow
Street Smarts: Chapter 24 by lillaxtrigger, literature
Literature
Street Smarts: Chapter 24
The empty void of desolate shadow parts as light fixtures above flash to cast their illumination across the featureless concrete room, revealing the only thing worth of note being a pair of human sized sleep pods fashioned from a couple of tanning beds resting at the end of the chamber. Nearing these pods from the other side of the room be the deadly duo of mob boss brothers; Tury studiously marching towards the beds, while Cen far more casually strolls alongside his sibling. “Lo and behold, Tury; the gateway of our evolution. When we awaken from these chambers, our abilities will no longer be constrained by their crude limitations. We shall no longer be constricted to the bounds of mortal men, for we will be standing among the realm of gods.” the spacial reconstituting mob boss poetically claims. “And, you’re certain of the structural foundation of these chambers are sound?” Cen is concerned with. “I’m sure they are, bro. We’ve put our faith in the dear old doc so far in everything
Street Smarts: Chapter 23 by lillaxtrigger, literature
Literature
Street Smarts: Chapter 23
The swirl of a loading wheel spirals all across the screen before the scene shows the inside of a baby’s bedroom; an ear piercing bawling can immediately be heard as soon upon entering. Standing aside a changing table, a man nervously looks down to a crying infant as its diaper soils with disgusting brown sauce. “Honey, The baby wont stop crying. And I don’t know why.” Yet despite beckoning for another to come to his aid, the man baits no response outside the bedroom; left to only gaze down to the baby on the table as it wails harder than before. Panic starts to set in as the infant’s nappy rapidly swell by the second, leaking out a fowl mixture of feces and piss; the baby’s crying harder and louder as its diaper expands. The guy watching all of this unfold quivers as he can do little but watch the situation escalate. The problem reaches its climax when the bottom half of the infant violently erupt in a geyser of red and brown mix of poo and pee, gushing out from the baby’s blown