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Authors: D.C. Akers
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tried his best to focus, Calling on the element of Water. His connection with the element was weak, but from the corner of his eye he could see the water swirling on either side of him to form long, spinning funnels. He could use the water to suffocate the creature, if only he could maintain the connection long enough.
The child sneered, her eyes rolling back into her head until only the whites of her eyes were visible. She opened her mouth, revealing several rows of long, serrated teeth.
Gordon struggled desperately, trying to pull himself free, but she was too strong. Her grip tightened, nails digging into Gordon’s flesh so deeply that they punctured the muscle and scraped the bone. The creature let out a bloodcurdling scream as it pulled him closer.
With deadly precision the Viper struck Gordon’s neck, tearing into his flesh. The Calling of the Water he had conjured only moments ago began to dissolve, and Gordon felt himself go weak.
It was at that moment Gordon Delcour knew he was going to die, and that he would do so at the hands of the monster they called the Viper. His body went limp, and Alek fell from his dying grasp into the bloodstained water.
Chapter 6
T he sun was setting when Travis and Sam finally made their way back inside and up to Sam’s room. They didn’t see any sign of Sarah, which meant she was avoiding them. That’s actually a good thing, Sam thought. If Barry had really broken up with his sister, she was probably in her room mending her ego. After all, no one ever broke up with the Queen of Mean, much less cheat on her. Sam almost felt sorry for Bone Head Barry, but then he thought better of it.
“Wow, you weren’t joking. Your room is clean. You feeling all right?” Travis asked, his wide eyes surveying the room.
Sam ignored the sarcasm; he was more interested in a rather large detail that seemed to have escaped him with all the chaos in the garage. Travis looked different. His bangs weren’t hanging in his eyes like normal. Now they were combed back and his hair was parted neatly to one side. His clothes were different too—they didn’t involve the color orange.
“Travis,” Sam said, amused.
“Yeah?”
“So, what’s up with the hair and the new clothes?”
“What?” Travis asked. “That’s crazy talk.” He looked away, pretending to be interested in how clean the room looked.
“Really. I’ve known you forever … well, like almost forever and I think I would know if you looked different.”
Travis’s cheeks began to flush and he still would not look directly at Sam.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he replied. His tone was calm but everything else screamed I’m so busted! “Don’t you have a shower to get in?”
Sam couldn’t help but grin. He knew what this was about—it was about Sarah. She had actually been nice to Travis the other day for the first time in his life and that had given him hope. A fool’s hope , but Travis wasn’t going to give up on her no matter how uninterested she seemed. His subtle persistence wouldn’t get him far, however. If there was one thing Sam knew for sure, it was that girls like Sarah didn’t date guys like Travis. Sarah had said something similar herself when other, less attractive guys had asked her out.
“Beauty never really dated the beast; that’s something ugly people say to make themselves feel better,” she had said. His sister was pretty much a cold-hearted man-eater, and she wouldn't think twice about casting your ego and soul into Siberia. If Travis didn’t watch it, his would end up there too.
Travis looked over at Sam inconspicuously, not sure if he believed him or not. Sam didn’t say another word; he had tried to reason with Travis in the past, regarding his sister. But Travis didn’t get it or he didn’t care, Sam wasn’t sure which. But he did know the Queen of Mean needed her minions, and if Travis wanted to wait in that line, so be it.
Sam turned and gathered his things
The child sneered, her eyes rolling back into her head until only the whites of her eyes were visible. She opened her mouth, revealing several rows of long, serrated teeth.
Gordon struggled desperately, trying to pull himself free, but she was too strong. Her grip tightened, nails digging into Gordon’s flesh so deeply that they punctured the muscle and scraped the bone. The creature let out a bloodcurdling scream as it pulled him closer.
With deadly precision the Viper struck Gordon’s neck, tearing into his flesh. The Calling of the Water he had conjured only moments ago began to dissolve, and Gordon felt himself go weak.
It was at that moment Gordon Delcour knew he was going to die, and that he would do so at the hands of the monster they called the Viper. His body went limp, and Alek fell from his dying grasp into the bloodstained water.
Chapter 6
T he sun was setting when Travis and Sam finally made their way back inside and up to Sam’s room. They didn’t see any sign of Sarah, which meant she was avoiding them. That’s actually a good thing, Sam thought. If Barry had really broken up with his sister, she was probably in her room mending her ego. After all, no one ever broke up with the Queen of Mean, much less cheat on her. Sam almost felt sorry for Bone Head Barry, but then he thought better of it.
“Wow, you weren’t joking. Your room is clean. You feeling all right?” Travis asked, his wide eyes surveying the room.
Sam ignored the sarcasm; he was more interested in a rather large detail that seemed to have escaped him with all the chaos in the garage. Travis looked different. His bangs weren’t hanging in his eyes like normal. Now they were combed back and his hair was parted neatly to one side. His clothes were different too—they didn’t involve the color orange.
“Travis,” Sam said, amused.
“Yeah?”
“So, what’s up with the hair and the new clothes?”
“What?” Travis asked. “That’s crazy talk.” He looked away, pretending to be interested in how clean the room looked.
“Really. I’ve known you forever … well, like almost forever and I think I would know if you looked different.”
Travis’s cheeks began to flush and he still would not look directly at Sam.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he replied. His tone was calm but everything else screamed I’m so busted! “Don’t you have a shower to get in?”
Sam couldn’t help but grin. He knew what this was about—it was about Sarah. She had actually been nice to Travis the other day for the first time in his life and that had given him hope. A fool’s hope , but Travis wasn’t going to give up on her no matter how uninterested she seemed. His subtle persistence wouldn’t get him far, however. If there was one thing Sam knew for sure, it was that girls like Sarah didn’t date guys like Travis. Sarah had said something similar herself when other, less attractive guys had asked her out.
“Beauty never really dated the beast; that’s something ugly people say to make themselves feel better,” she had said. His sister was pretty much a cold-hearted man-eater, and she wouldn't think twice about casting your ego and soul into Siberia. If Travis didn’t watch it, his would end up there too.
Travis looked over at Sam inconspicuously, not sure if he believed him or not. Sam didn’t say another word; he had tried to reason with Travis in the past, regarding his sister. But Travis didn’t get it or he didn’t care, Sam wasn’t sure which. But he did know the Queen of Mean needed her minions, and if Travis wanted to wait in that line, so be it.
Sam turned and gathered his things
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