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Black walls close around me Hands closing around my throat Hands that pin me down I can’t speak I can’t breath Racing out for help Help that doesn’t come Sharp pain One arm, one cut One leg, one gash Everything fades Commotion Voices Light Help? In and out Faces I know Faces I don’t Relief on all faces Stuck in a living hell…

Sunlight waltzing across the wall today is the day. I’m officially an adult, and yet a child to many, my 18th birthday. Not in the mood to get up I roll over and check my cell. Not one text, go figure. Guess that make it time to get up. What to wear today… after five or ten minutes I pull out a pair of bright blue skinny jeans along with a plain black tube top. Snatching up a pair of black socks nearly running into my mother, “Happy Birthday Hunny” she says, twirling out of the near collision.            “Thanks Mom, what’s for breakfast?” though anyone with a nose could easily smell chocolate chip

Crystal was trying to get me to do more charity work yet again… oh what is it this time. Take a boy into my home while he attends college, the very college I built, never. Boys his age do nothing more than party and what would I feed him who would care for him if he became ill. No I will not let a boy stay here. "Oh Master please let him stay here he wont be any trouble I'll care for him myself." "No." and with that I threw the paper with his biography in the trash. "Who's getting a dog?" Assassin walked in questioning. "Nobody's getting a dog. A human boy needs a place to stay and Master won't let him stay here." Crystal threw her

Garreth’s POV I was on my own running down the corridors, looking back, I should probably have kept Arron with me, as he knew the place. Roland was in no shape to fight though, even if he CAN bow himself up! Which doesn’t seem like a very good tactic, now I think about it… My main goal was finding Claire and getting her out of here, that guy Jordan was probably going to be some trouble, if we left him, no doubt he’d probably try and find us. It’s bad enough having monsters and pissed-off gods going after you without an army of the dead as well! For the time being, I decided to try and stay stealthy, I only had s

Garreth’s POV We both ran down the hallway after Arron, I wasn’t sure where he was taking us, but I trusted him all the same. I couldn’t hear any alarms, good! That means they probably don’t know we’re out yet, though it won’t be long before they find the bodies in the main hallway. “You know this guy? How do you know we can trust him?” Asked Roland, from behind me “Trust him? He’s my best mate! I trust him with my life!” Arron led us into what looked like a storeroom, with filled with lockers going across the room and was stock-piled with weapons an ammunition crates. The wea

Garreth’s POV For the first part of the day, I thought everything was going to go as planned, then I stepped out of the tent and got whacked by someone from behind, knocking me out. When I woke up, my head didn’t just feel like it had been hit by a truck, this truck had reversed back onto me and parked! “Guys, if this is some kind of joke, I’m going to have to kill you very slowly, I’m afraid” I said groggily as I pulled myself up. I then had a look around where I was, I was in a dark, prison cell that was kitted out with nothing but a couple of military beds. I looked through the bars and saw a long, dark

Claire’s POV 27 West Myer’s street…well, at least we had a heading now. To be honest, I wasn’t sure what to expect, I was surprised we’d manage to pin down where Asclepius’s power was so easily. It didn’t even sound like a particularly special address! Like we’d just find him sat in an apartment somewhere, eating a sandwich or something. After some searching around the city, checking street maps and asking for directions, we finally managed to track it down. We found ourselves stood outside a health spa with a big, purple sign that had the words ‘Fours sisters’ mega-spa’ writt

Claire’s POV I woke up feeling energised and refreshed; it felt pretty good to sleeping a room that wasn’t being shared with fifty other campers! We were so tired last night, I didn’t spend much time looking around, there was only one thing going through my mind, and that was ‘bed’. Now I looked closer, I could see that the theme of the hostel was…log cabin, or something. The place was nice and all, but it felt a little weird being in a building where everywhere you went, there were stuffed animal heads staring at you or furniture that was made out of deer antlers. The place was small, but cosy and from th