Stories tagged “Killing”

  • When Men Become Numbers (Villain Challange)

    You see, the problem with people now a days is their numbers. There are too many. The problem with the world isn’t enough food, its that there isn’t enough death. There are the men who live and the ones who don’t. I am just a catalyst...

    • Author: DirtMap
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Nightmare in the couldersack

    It was the summer holidays in cornwall and young boy no older than 10 wandered across the road he had short scruffy blonde hair, pudgy cheecks and short weak knees. He wandered across the road which resided in the couldersack sheilding his eyes from th...

    • Author: Henjo
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • Nightmare in the couldersack PaRt 5

    Inside the caravan were a assortment of chairs and a neat dining table and a sofa Mark and Jack both wreslted for the sofa Mark being the stronger one kicked Jack away and he went tumbling to the floor “play nice you two” his mum said in a ...

    • Author: Henjo
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
  • In a town called Dersingham

    It was 3:00 am and a young boy called James lay asleep in the train heading for Ipswich . “Wake up james” a quiet but gentle voice came James opened his eyes it was his mother sitting next to him, “Wha?” his sentence was cut sho...

    • Author: Henjo
    • Posted almost 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Ms.Combs?

    “Patient 27 reports being awoken in the middle of the night and has the sensation of being abducted by strange beings.” “No, I was abducted.” “Yes, yes, of course. Now let us begin with you stating your name.” “...

  • Supers Do It... (Mature)

    “He wouldn’t stop.” He mumbles to the female officer pointing the gun at his head. With his hands raised, he is aware that the tight, long black leather gloves that are part of his costume are torn and shredded. Bits of skull bone are...

    • Author: Jer Ray
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
  • Shadows

    A soldier’s shadow Feels no pain Sliding over jagged gravel— Its black outline does not contain The fragile face from which it came The fragile face that’s in my aim Is mute and vague I cannot hear its screams It hasn’t lived or died ...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted about 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Black Death

    Remains splattered the walls like vast swathes of red dye, painting a grim tapestry of death and destruction. Black cloaks danced throughout the hall with such grace and fluidity that they seemed to be made of water. They flowed in and out of existence...

  • Red Lipstick

    She took out her glossy red lipstick and applied another layer. Her sinister eyes glared at him as he cast his downwards. “I can explain,” he mumbled under his breath. “I would rather you didn’t,” she cooed. “Because...

  • No evidence, no witnesses.

    It was only the third crime scene of the day and the similarities were ghastly. The detectives were perplexed as to what could have caused this repugnant scene. The bodies were so badly mutilated and decomposed that identifying them would prove challen...

    • Author: Kat Peters
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • How It Feels to Kill

    The girl’s small voice asked, “What does it feel like to kill?” The man flashed her a smile, all white teeth. They reminded her of a predator. The flashy grin you receive from the cannibal planning on eating your flesh. “It feel...

    • Author: meep
    • Posted over 7 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Malefic Man (Mature)

    I’m running. But he is following. I’m hiding. But he will always find me. I’m bruising. But he doesn’t care. I’m begging. But he never listens. I’m fighting. But he holds me back. I’m dying by choice. But still...

  • Unexpected Developments

    Cancerous vapor fills my lungs as I take another deep drag of my cigarette. The smoke wafts towards an open skylight, at odds with the sunlight streaming through the broken glass. Glass shards litter the floor, intermixed with blood. I pull the shell c...

  • Apartment 704

    Killing, whether being done by a man or observed, takes away one’s humanity. Killing another human being is akin to leaping off a tall building in the concrete jungle; it should not be taken lightly. When you see the spark go out in someone’...

  • Don't Cry for the Bad Guys

    Logan whipped all the blood off his katana with a practiced flick of his wrist. “That was easier than I expected. It’s like they weren’t even trying at the end.” he complained. Scott glared at him. “This isn’t a game...