《Sad Water Sailors (Horror-adventure)》La Despedida
Advertisement
*Puff* ... *Puff*
The noises were close enough now to be recognized as supply crates falling to the ground.
The sailors moved all the boxes in front of them with ease, it didn't seem like their bodies were controlled by a creature, if it wasn't for all their actions being done without speaking.
Hearing the footsteps behind him heading for the deck, Lucas realized that there was a problem, it would seem that all the sailors were delighted this time.
It was there that Lucas realized the captain's mistake, if all the sailors had to work together to unlock the exit to the deck, then the sea monster that whispered in his ear would enchant all the sailors at once.
"It seems that tonight is the end of Old Ana and the beginning of another lonely adventure" Lucas murmured, quite depressed by his misfortune.
From the net he saw that Paulo was still at the door, sitting comfortably as if he didn't notice the corridor full of sailors slowly heading towards the door.
"The hunters are in no rush..." Lucas said, but just as he was about to go to sleep again, he noticed Paulo looking at him with a dazed face.
Seeing the stunned face of the helmsman, tears began to stain Lucas's face.
He walked slowly towards the helmsman, somewhat frightened by the lonely days he would have to remain hidden on this ship.
"If you go out on the deck, you're going to die" he tried to save Lucas, however, it would seem that his intervention only hastened Paulo's death.
The helmsman ignored him as he searched the room for something.
Reminding himself that he couldn't do anything, Lucas went back to his web to put himself back to sleep.
Already lying on his net, he took one last look at the sailors who had already started to climb on deck together with Paulo.
Advertisement
"It was fun while it lasted" muttered the cabin boy
"It was worth continuing to fight, to be able to live these kinds of adventures"
"But it's a shame they always last so short, I don't want to be alone again"
Lucas snuggled into his bed and tried not to think about it anymore, while he let the sweet voice in his ear and the tides of the sea invite him to the world of dreams.
Little by little, the boy closed his eyes, while the images of the happy moments on the ship began to flood his head. He had truly met many extraordinary people in these few weeks and while they would all die today, they would still live on as memories in Lucas's heart.
The night was already deep enough, finally the sounds of sailors coming out the door had stopped and Lucas was fast asleep.
But again, strange noises began to reason throughout the ship, but this time they were not the sound of boxes falling...
*Ha ha ha* ... *kj kj kj* ... *Ha ha ha* ... *kj kj kj*
Two raucous and euphoric laughs were heard interspersed, completely breaking the peaceful atmosphere that had been created.
Lucas woke up to the noise, and before he could wonder what the hell was going on, his eyes started to turn completely black.
He jumped to his feet, stretched his hands over his neck, and nonchalantly yawned as he walked to the cabin door.
Advertisement
Santa’s Gift for Dr. Peter Daszak
Santa and his pet pangolin prepare the perfect Christmas gift for Dr. Peter Daszak!
8 73A Serpentine Tale {Dropped}
A young serpent is born, and begins his journey to become a force greater than his world has ever seen, and perhaps beyond.NOTICE: This story has been dropped. It will stay as is, but no new additions or revisions will be made until further notice.
8 197St. Charles and the Children from the Sun
This story is a tale classic in its tragedy, about the foibles of Man and how he destroys the things he loves, all to prove himself superior over the Universe. In a quest to defeat Hilter during Wold War II, Winston Churchill and Franklin Deleanor Roosevelt barter with a race of serpents who come from outer space. There are a few inconveniences for the leaders of the West when dealing with these creatures. For one, they can't even talk to them, for the aliens 'speak' by manipulating light. But in exchange for the knowledge of how to build an atomic bomb, all the monsters want from us is to live in peace at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean. What could go wrong with that? * * * This story is my entry in The Royal Road Community Magazine Contest * * *
8 206Re?digimon? It is Not! Damn it! What the heck is this?!
Fortune (Takara), an overseas transfer student, which life his daily life normally (he's a womanizer), like others student(duh, no way he is), somehow or another got in a different but the same world as before. (confusing right?) in this world, characters from the animes, whjch should be differ in each world converged into one... Albeit not many still had their own power, they still withold some bizarness in their character. Not only the human character... those monsters, named as Digimon too, ehm... er... too much spoiler... let's just say that he's a normal high-schooler, and there's here and there's that... then he became a digimon tamer! (Is he?) done... (is it?) #I'm mostly writing this on my spare time using my phone~ expect less words in this story but more frequent release (like at most a chap a day or a chap a week... :3) #P.S. I'll end my story of course... like the others, althought I'm a moody person I'll end my story once I start it, so expect more in my series... and don't give me a crappy rating just because the note above... Overall... thanks for reading my story~
8 74Eternal Luck
I was betrayed. I started a massacre that spanned across the entire universe. At the edge of death, I battled the will of Anubis and his soul eater to escape the darkness. At the end of it all, I cast a forbidden spell in the field of eternity. A spell to communicate with my younger self. The young Ryatt Drakel grew up in a humble society, but I always had the desire to be powerful. The weak are bullied. The weak are oppressed. The weak are cursed and enslaved. To protect my friends, to protect my family, I wanted nothing more than to gain strength. But what happens when my greatest nemesis happens to be the man who helped to raise me? What happens when my true power and identity are beyond what this world can contain? If I don't make an effort to change things, she'll die in my arms once again. I'll never let that happen.
8 113Dawn Avante — The Record of Otherworld’s Cosmic War
The young man remembered. Through flames and ocean, he fought, all to be the symbol of hope. He started with a fist, then a gun, now a psychic blade. Some say the merging of his planet with this beautiful hell was a curse — that the Earth was doomed. As an optimist, he disagreed. They weren’t merged into a world with monsters and tyrants. The monsters were locked in the same world with a hero. What happened next was a tale as old as time. A sound of fighting was heard in the distance. He felt the presence of an old foe and several old burdens. It appeared Chronicler’s victory didn’t drill the lesson into that psychopath’s brain. Fine. He stood. He didn’t mind hard-carrying those idiots on his shoulder again. The hero vanished in the blur, speeding to save the day. … How did we get here? Well, let's go back a few hours before shit hits the fan. To a young porter who didn’t know that fate had a greater plan for him. Plans which involved comic wars, slaying outer-gods, and grenades. So. Many. Grenades.
8 352