Fan Fiction

The Hunters - Chapter XIV

Submitted by a_contemplative_life on Sat, 04/23/2011 - 01:21

Trooper Darren McAllister was on pins and needles as he trailed the mysterious Explorer. Just a few more miles, and they would hit the Maryland state line where, he had been told, the federal boys would be waiting to take over this highly unusual assignment. Then he could go back to pulling over speeders and make his monthly quota.

The Hunters-Chp. XIII

Submitted by a_contemplative_life on Mon, 03/28/2011 - 04:03

They were a quarter-way across Chain Bridge, and Jed was reasonably sure they were not being followed. Eli sat in the middle, sniffing and wiping his eyes and nose; Dave, riding shotgun, was as stiff as a board and kept glancing in the side-view. Jed rolled down his window, swerved briefly into the oncoming traffic lane, and heaved his pistol out. It sailed over a tall metal guardrail and disappeared into the darkness toward the Potomac River below.

The Hunters - Chp. XI

Submitted by a_contemplative_life on Sat, 02/05/2011 - 14:31

“So, you’re willing to have the echo, huh?” Dr. Goodwin strode into the conference room, a rolled sheaf of papers sticking out of one pocket of his doctor’s coat, a freshly lit cigarette hanging out of the corner of his mouth.

He smiled, pumped Jed’s hand and gave him a pat on the back. “Howya doing, Jed?--no need to get up. You don’t mind if I smoke, do you?” Without waiting for an answer he stepped over to Eli, who had turned away from the window toward him, and shook his hand, too. “Good to see you, kid.”

The Hunters-Chapter X

Submitted by a_contemplative_life on Sat, 01/22/2011 - 04:59

Chapter X

Thursday, December 19, 2002 – 10:25 a.m.

“Good morning. Markle, Regan & Walsh.”

“Hi. I’m trying to reach Roger Carson.”

“One moment, please.” Jed was placed briefly on hold. Then a new female voice, this one somewhat older and carrying a haughty, british accent, came on.

“Mr. Carson’s office. May I help you?”

“Hi. My name’s Jed Inverness. I need to speak with Roger.”

“Does he know why you’re calling?”

“No. I’m a neighbor of his. I need a little legal advice.”

The Hunters - Chapter III

Submitted by a_contemplative_life on Tue, 10/12/2010 - 04:36

She emerged from a heavy blackness that had seemed like forever and opened her eyes. Did not know where she was, but—it was not where she had been before. She had been outside; she remembered that much. And now she had been moved to . . .

--a room. In a bed. She was warm in the bed.

A man was sitting beside her. He was lightly touching her hand. He was looking at her hand, not her face.

Fear of the unknown seized her, counterbalanced only by his calm, concerned look. He was not trying to hurt her. He was . . . worried about her.

Once Bitten - Chapter 16

Submitted by a_contemplative_life on Sat, 07/24/2010 - 03:47

Eli . . .

Eelii . . .

Footsteps on the cold stone of the darkened hallway

Coming for me, coming in the whistling dark

Run and hide, hide where He won't find me My feet go pitter patter

The flames flutter in their iron flickering shadows they cast

Try one door then the next but they're all locked, pull and pull but they won't open

Growing louder getting closer I'm so afraid

(St. Michael the archangel defend us in battle . . .)

Once Bitten - Chapter 3

Submitted by a_contemplative_life on Tue, 03/16/2010 - 02:19

His eyes flashed. “How dare you. That was supposed to be my choice. And I told you—remember? You asked me, and I said no—I didn’t want to be like you. With you, yes. But not the other.” He looked away from her, then rolled over to face the opposite wall. “Oh, I’m so angry right now. I trusted you, Eli! How could you?”

“I’m sorry. I said I’m sorry!

Blessing of the Night

Submitted by moonvibe34 on Wed, 01/20/2010 - 02:19

I, Oskar, declare unto all who would listen what the night brings to me.

The grace of the night blesses me with my Eli and allows me:

To know the joy of darkness full and the dread of morning light.

To know the love of one centuries old yet forever young.

To feel her breath upon me and the soothing rhythm of her heartbeat when I
awake during our daytime slumber.

To see her beauty outlined in the darkness by the gentle light of the moon.

To see the silhouette of my guardian angel against the stars as she takes flight.