The Confrontation

Avatar Author: Mogs Mostly just trying to force myself to write more often so I get better at it, hopefully, and ideas come a little easier. Read Bio

Standing before this abomination that could have been spawned only from the deepest areas of fear from a common mind, the mob of children quickly dwindled to a handful, and those that stayed seemed frozen in step. The machine, as if a force of nature, simply continued forward, unstopping and undeterred.

Unable to simply stand back, the youngest boy fought against baser instincts and charged forward, stick clenched tight in his hand, and in closing on the tank he thrust the spear into the ground, launching him onto the bone and flesh, onto the back of terror incarnate. Jack, feeling a similar sense of need, rushed on as well, but met a quite different situation.

He saw as the bolt came towards him, could see every crack and detail in it, and map it in his mind in the time it took to hit, could see the boy mouth “Duck, duck”, but he couldn’t dodge it, and as he fell, the last of the army scattered to the winds, leaving the young boy on his own.

Looking down at Jack, the boy could only snicker.

“Goose.”

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  1. Avatar Mighty-Joe Young (A.K.A Strong Coffee)(LoA)

    ok this one had me going to the last wonderful execution and suspense.

  2. Avatar Mighty-Joe Young (A.K.A Strong Coffee)(LoA)

    this is a good story i wish you posrted more

  3. Avatar Eloquent Mess {(LoA)}

    After two reads I still didn’t quite understand whether this was a simple game or the battle between machine and child. Either way, the writing style was amazing, and I don’t think that my inability to understand should downplay your ability to write, so 5 pencils!

  4. Avatar Music-Hearted

    Wow! Definitely have to agree with MJY- excellent execution. I’d love to see more of your work on Ficly.

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