3Origins 2

 She was so beautiful. That was the first thing that the knight noticed about the woman who stood on the other side of the bars. Her luminous eyes, full lips and smug smile made his heart pound in his chest in a way that he was certain that the priests who had been camped around his cell for the past few weeks could hear as clearly as they could smell sin.

Plot Explosion!

        

    Christie’s head felt no better a few hours later. The world seemed to shift slightly whenever she turned her head, and she had needed to retch more than once. She had been unconscious far longer than she had originally realized, and Agent Thomas was anxious to move deeper into the city. The agent paced the tops of the palates, her rifle tucked under her arm, her trigger finger tapping against the stock.

Resurrection

            Mordecai’s eyes snapped open and lolled towards Dinah, who was carefully stitching the skin of his neck back onto the twitching horror that was his body. A smile creased his lips and he gasped, “I forgot. You are quite the Florence Nightingale, aren’t you?”

Humanity

            Bernie opened his eyes slowly, and it took him a moment to remember where he was. The smell of human waste flooded his nostrils and he jerked upright, his eyes quickly scanning the sewer tunnel around him for any signs of danger.

Stage 5. Acceptance

            Steven woke up face down on a pile of what looked like flattened cardboard boxes, and when he lifted his head he noticed that he was staring out of the doors of an open trash compactor.

The Ware house

            Timeaus’ hands were shaking so badly that he couldn’t keep the desk from rattling beneath them. He pulled them back and pressed them together in his lap, trying to focus on the folder of information that Achan had just set on his desk.

            “How bad is it?”

...into the fire

            Timeaus’ hands were shaking so badly that he couldn’t keep the desk from rattling beneath them. He pulled them back and pressed them together in his lap, trying to focus on the folder of information that Achan had just set on his desk.

            “How bad is it?”

into the mess

            The order to move out came at two the next morning, and when Christie was shaken roughly awake from where she had dozed off on the backseat of a Humvee, she found herself staring into the familiar, yet unwelcome face of Chevalier. He looked much improved from when she had seen him the night before, but that was a bit like saying that a car wreck looked better with the mangled corpses removed.

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Origins...

            From where he lay on the ground, Roland could see carrion birds circling, nimble as angels on the evening breeze. His eyes tracked them intently, and, despite the small trickle of blood that ran from the corners of his mouth, he managed a smile. 

Chapter Twenty Seven

                  David awoke in the hospital with an intravenous tube in his arm and his limbs restrained. Groggily he became aware of his surroundings. He could also see the silhouette of a uniformed policeman through the vertical glass window that every hospital room door seemed to have. Greta was sitting in the bedside chair, her eyes bloodshot and tired.

Roland is hungry

            The buildings shuddered as they began to collapse, the fire eating away at their foundations quicker and cleaner than any termite. Main street was illuminated as brightly as the noon sun, the light a much more beautiful amber than the hated ball of plasma had ever produced, and it was enough to make Dinah tremble from head to toe.

Steven's Adventure

            Steven found himself on the main street of Liberty Cross without much of an idea of where he was headed or what he should do. It had been a good four hours since he had last seen Bernie, and he had begun to accept that he probably wouldn’t see him again.

            The city looked about how he had expected it to, and in his overwhelmed, terrified mind he kept repeating the reports from a local physician named Dr. Wagner that he’d familiarized himself with like a mantra.

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Take a picture of yourself reading a book in a bizarre place. Examples include reading a book in a boxing ring, deep sea diving, while fighting crime, et cetera (don’t use those, those are ours). The photo will be judged on a scale of one to ten by composition, style, lighting, creativity and originality with a total possible perfect score of fifty points. Entrees can be individual or group, however if it is a group piece that must be stated upon submission.

Christie Come to Town

            Christie had never been on a sanctioned field assignment before, and she had to admit that it was a lot more reassuring to be going into a potentially dangerous situation with a group of armed agents.

Hey man, nice shot

            The houses were quiet. They had been the last holdouts, the last beacons of light in the otherwise penetrating and profound darkness. Now, the lights had gone out, the doors hung open off of their hinges like open mouths and the screams that had punctuated the last few nights fell eerily quiet.

Director Franks had stomach ulcers

            Director Franks had stomach ulcers, Irritable Bowel Syndrome, Dyspepsia, migraines, anxiety and his hair had gone white prematurely before falling out completely. He had always been a thin man, but since taking the job as Director of the FBI, he had lost a significant amount of weight due to his lack of sleep and the amount of stress that was put upon him. However, according to Fawn Carpenter, his secretary who had been there since J. Edgar Hoover was instated, he was actually holding up better than most of the Directors who had sat in his chair.

5th State of Affairs

            The CDC had carefully set up a base of operations just outside of Liberty Cross consisting of four large tents that were specially designed to be antimicrobial. The operatives on call were all armed to the teeth with tools to kill germs: they all wore sealed suits, carried heavy duty sanitizer and scrubbed down at every opportunity in order to combat disease on almost every level. What they hadn’t counted on combating, however, was Mordecai.

Chapter Twenty Six

            For years, Billy had been arranging his files into neatly organized folders and he programmed quick links so that all David had to do was click on the name of the victim or a link to a particular website.

            David typed in “Robert Cosworth” and the search came back with over one million possible references. The assistant helped David refine his search to “Robert Cosworth, Virginia Beach,” and sixteen articles emerged that discussed the man’s testimony in the Richland case. David continued to scroll downwards until the third page where he clicked on a headline that reported the death of Hailey Cosworth.

Christie chats with Chevalier

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            Christie sat down behind her computer and instantly cradled her aching head in her hands, thankful that Agent Thomas was under the impression that she was at home and not hiding in the basement after hours hard at work. The machine whirred slightly as it started up and just as she opened her eyes to begin reviewing the data from ARC when she suddenly froze, all of her instincts screaming at her that she was not alone.