Dan was admitted to the ER immediately and rushed into emergency surgery. It was likely what was left of his arm would have to be amputated. His girlfriend Ashley, meanwhile, sat in the waiting room in a near comatose state. Alysa sat next to her and attempted to console her by holding her hand and talking her through the ordeal. Creed, meanwhile, paced around the … Continue reading AP Productions: Winghaven #14
Ryan sat in a lab located in the Catskill Mountains, happily pouring over mathematical formulas. He was rarely happy despite being a child. He had just gotten accepted to Harvard despite his youth, his cartoon was the most popular kids’ show in America and he was potentially the wealthiest child in the world but he wasn’t usually happy. Visits to Rex Robinson’s Catskills lab were … Continue reading AP Productions: Formerly Known as Brain Boy #7
The young men pulled on masks resembling yellow smiley faces. One was designated the Camera Man and wore a go-pro on the side of his mask, which livestreamed their night on a private forum. They piled into a van and drove through the streets of New York until they came upon two women walking along the sidewalk. Once they found their prey, they leapt out … Continue reading AP Productions: Cavalier #15
CHAPTER 7: Four Years Ago… Dwight Quinn was reluctant to meet his lifetime best friend, Beau Grant. Even if they had arranged to get together at their favorite bar—Mulligan’s Green, the sports-themed watering hole where they’d been going ever since they turned twenty-one during their days at the University of Houston—nothing felt like it used to be now. They had spent the first thirty-seven years … Continue reading The Chosen, Chapter 7
Farrell Creed briskly walked through the juvenile detention center to Miss Trudy’s office. The halls were empty due to the rest of the boys in the block being sent on a trip. Trudy personally asked for him to remain which excited him as he liked the way Miss Trudy made him feel. She listened to him and understood his anger which was rare for most … Continue reading AP Productions: Winghaven #13
“Winghaven? What the hell?” Kim took a closer look at her GPS in an attempt to see how they got lost. Wally woke up in the passenger seat and fumbled while putting on his glasses, “What’s wrong?” They were currently parked on the side of the road next to a swamp; it was night now and there didn’t appear to be any residences nearby. “We … Continue reading AP Productions: Astra Machina #4
They peered through the bay doors at the blue horizon and the clouds below. They were high enough that there weren’t any winds but they were still within Earth’s atmosphere. Astra still carried the damaged limb from the Skaleen armor. “First, I’ll probably need a little more mass,” Astra used her nanobots to turn the armored limb in her hands into liquid-metal and absorbed the … Continue reading AP Productions: Astra Machina #3
Wally woke up on his couch with a set of pixelated eyes staring back at him. “Waah!,” he leapt up and screamed as Astra straightened up, mimicking the same scream, “Waah!” “Were you… watching me sleep?,” Wally asked as he pulled the blanket over himself. “Yes,” her voice was honest and without embarrassment. “Why?” “I’ve never seen a human sleep before. I watched Kim too … Continue reading AP Productions: Astra Machina #2
Jennifer Sawyer got out of the back of the car and adjusted her black blazer before walking into her building. She always wore black and usually in the combination of a blazer, turtleneck, pants, and shoes. It was one less thing to worry about and allowed focus of her goals. Her personal bodyguard Hank followed closely behind her and her assistant Mary greeted her at … Continue reading AP Productions: Astra Machina #1
Alysa knew Pete Bone Splitter had been in juvenile detention with Creed and once she began to think about the strange jar in Creed’s office, she surmised Pete might have some information. Learning about Creed’s past with the Skinwalkers might give her insight as to what would happen next. She realized she was likely cursing herself by talking about it but she was willing to … Continue reading AP Productions: Winghaven #12
Creed’s office was in a non-descript two story red brick building. The first floor was the office itself with the front window simply reading “Private Investigator” with the business’ phone number underneath. The second floor contained Creed’s one room apartment. His motorcycle was normally parked in the back lot with a tarp over it alongside his pickup truck. Alysa crossed the street to the small … Continue reading AP Productions: Winghaven #11
Michael once read that the Femme Phantom’s guns were called Purgatory Pistols and wondered if that wasn’t just an “old-timey” description for them from a bygone period. Once he saw her float into the air, releasing bolts of eldritch energy from both barrels, he quickly decided it was a silly name that she likely never gave them because they were far too awesome to have … Continue reading AP Productions: Cavalier #14
For obvious reasons, Michael had never met his great-grandfather. Neither had his father for that matter as Arthur was a baby when Reginald Hawkwood died. Michael’s grandmother told him stories before she passed and he remembered briefly visiting Reginald’s widow in a retirement home when he was very young. It was odd that the first Cavalier was the most mysterious to him. Like his grandfather, … Continue reading AP Productions: Cavalier #13
Michael was only five years old when his grandfather passed away. While he had a few foggy memories, it was hard for him to say he ever really knew him. His father told him plenty of stories, however, of the second Cavalier: Hank Hawkwood. Additionally, he was proud to know his grandfather was a Civil Rights activist in the 60s (one of the few superheroes … Continue reading AP Productions: Cavalier #12
The teenage boy laid on his belly, peering out from under the small bed in the dormitory. The lights were off and he was the only one inside as the other boys in that block were gone. His breath was heavy and his sweaty hands gripped the powdery hammer in his palms tightly, the white ash accumulating on the surface of his fingers. The sun … Continue reading AP Productions: Winghaven #10
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