Scarlett was alive. She was close to death, though. Aaron had limited medical knowledge, but he could still bandage the wounds and stop them from getting infected. He needed to get to his office to grab the rest of his toolkit, so he ran across the building to the elevator. This floor was dark, and almost none of the lights were on. Aaron made it … Continue reading Chapter 4: Unexpected Encounters Part 2

Scarlett kept running. Hallways flew past her as she navigated the laboratory’s third floor. Scarlett found it peculiar that none of the lights were on. The lights were always on. She brushed that thought aside and focused on the task at hand: getting away from the creature she helped create. And finding Aaron. He had just been in the experimenting room with her. They had … Continue reading Chapter 3: Unexpected Encounters Part 1

“Aaron, where did you go?” Scarlett asked. Silence. “Aaron?” Scarlett asked again, her voice high-pitched. The hall outside the experimenting room was deadly quiet except for Scarlett’s voice. “Aaron was just here,” Scarlett muttered to herself. “Where did he go?” A low rumble came from the other side of the hallway. The lights flickered, then went out. “Aaron?” Scarlett shouted, shivering. Another rumble, and this … Continue reading Chapter 2: The Hunt

The streetlights cast a dim, eerie light on the winding road that led up to the laboratory. A single black car drove up the path, its motor cutting through the silence of the night. The headlights on the car illuminated a cracked and crumbling asphalt path that seemed to stretch on forever. The car approached the laboratory’s gates. A figure inside the car leaned out, … Continue reading Chapter 1: The Outbreak

Hooves beat fiercely on a well worn sandy path, spraying a shower of dust backwards with every strike as the heat of the suns beats down harshly on the back of Ithaca’s neck. The desert suns were unforgiving, and the creatures even less so. Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Ithaca continued across the vast sea of sand on his quickly tiring horse. Daerlun was … Continue reading The Princes of Daerlun

Wind blows through my white ruff, fluffing it up. I turn my nose up into the wind. It smells like autumn, decaying leaves, and dirt. The trees reach their spindly fingers up to the blue sky, and leaves dance through the air around me like fire. I am not far from my den, so I fear no threat. I roll onto my back and bat … Continue reading The Fox’s Story