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I've entered a world that used to be a dream. Now it's a reality, well... and alternate reality if you will. You don't exist in the real world and exist in the Dimension at the same time, but war just might make it necessary for survival.
The Halloween Riser
Something or someone is haunting Steven, things seems to fall apart around him. Not a single friendship last long enough, not a single relationship seems to last.
“It had to be a magic-user!”
Volume 1:The South African Apocalypse
Locus crouched to meet her eyes. “Currently, I’m a teenager who doesn’t know who he is anymore. I’m not a spectacular hero who has numerous achievements to his name. I’m some unknown kid with a future that could kill him. Treat me as Locus and not like the reincarnation of a god.” He said as he took her hands and raised them, forcing both of them to stand.
After crashing his wagon off of a cliff while being pursued by men on horseback, a young man - suffering from a case of amnesia - finds himself banding together with a mysterious girl in order to survive the harsh wilderness of the late 1800's.
Liddia and Kyle are experiments. Human animal hybrids, one grey wolf one crowned eagle. They are both are kidnapped or “liberated” by a rebel group. They both have to decide on whether they stay loyal to their countries or join the rebel group or go solo. What do you think they'll choose?
“Hmm. Then I guess you gotta go.” The man’s muscles, which were meek and slim, slowly expanded to the size of a large flatscreen television. “They call me Tank. You’ll see why,” Tank winded up a punch. Grian looked at his sides and noticed Flame’s men surrounding him, appearing, seemingly, out of nowhere. They blocked every exit except the one behind Grian. The grim reaper stood behind him. “See ya!” Tank shouted. He threw the punch and hit Grian, dead center. Grian propped his dagger in front of him, but the force of the punch knocked off the dangerously slim and weak Grian off the rooftop. Grian dropped his dagger and held onto the ends of the rooftop. Tank chuckled as he watched Grian holding onto the rooftops for dear life. “You had a chance. But you sliced my offer in half. Now you’re about to die.” Tank laughed as his muscles retracted. Tank crouched down and plucked off one finger. The men laughing up a storm. He plucked off another finger. Then another. Grian’s grip loosened, dropping his right hand, dangling in the air aimlessly. “Have you ever heard of the phrase, A titan rises slowly, but falls quickly?” Tank asked. The men around him sneered and joked at Grian’s expense. “Guess that phrase was about you.” Tank plucked all five fingers of his left hand, dropping him. Tank let out a big laugh as he watched the fear in Grian’s eyes grow.
Jahawk+ is an extension of the plethora of content ranging from Jayhawk Television to Two Page Shorts. This will be the first of three straightforward collections to release flash-fiction series all at once instead of episodes being separated by months.
I've entered a world that used to be a dream. Now it's a reality, well... and alternate reality if you will. You don't exist in the real world and exist in the Dimension at the same time, but war just might make it necessary for survival.
The Halloween Riser
Something or someone is haunting Steven, things seems to fall apart around him. Not a single friendship last long enough, not a single relationship seems to last.
“It had to be a magic-user!”
Volume 1:The South African Apocalypse
Locus crouched to meet her eyes. “Currently, I’m a teenager who doesn’t know who he is anymore. I’m not a spectacular hero who has numerous achievements to his name. I’m some unknown kid with a future that could kill him. Treat me as Locus and not like the reincarnation of a god.” He said as he took her hands and raised them, forcing both of them to stand.
After crashing his wagon off of a cliff while being pursued by men on horseback, a young man - suffering from a case of amnesia - finds himself banding together with a mysterious girl in order to survive the harsh wilderness of the late 1800's.
Liddia and Kyle are experiments. Human animal hybrids, one grey wolf one crowned eagle. They are both are kidnapped or “liberated” by a rebel group. They both have to decide on whether they stay loyal to their countries or join the rebel group or go solo. What do you think they'll choose?
“Hmm. Then I guess you gotta go.” The man’s muscles, which were meek and slim, slowly expanded to the size of a large flatscreen television. “They call me Tank. You’ll see why,” Tank winded up a punch. Grian looked at his sides and noticed Flame’s men surrounding him, appearing, seemingly, out of nowhere. They blocked every exit except the one behind Grian. The grim reaper stood behind him. “See ya!” Tank shouted. He threw the punch and hit Grian, dead center. Grian propped his dagger in front of him, but the force of the punch knocked off the dangerously slim and weak Grian off the rooftop. Grian dropped his dagger and held onto the ends of the rooftop. Tank chuckled as he watched Grian holding onto the rooftops for dear life. “You had a chance. But you sliced my offer in half. Now you’re about to die.” Tank laughed as his muscles retracted. Tank crouched down and plucked off one finger. The men laughing up a storm. He plucked off another finger. Then another. Grian’s grip loosened, dropping his right hand, dangling in the air aimlessly. “Have you ever heard of the phrase, A titan rises slowly, but falls quickly?” Tank asked. The men around him sneered and joked at Grian’s expense. “Guess that phrase was about you.” Tank plucked all five fingers of his left hand, dropping him. Tank let out a big laugh as he watched the fear in Grian’s eyes grow.
Jahawk+ is an extension of the plethora of content ranging from Jayhawk Television to Two Page Shorts. This will be the first of three straightforward collections to release flash-fiction series all at once instead of episodes being separated by months.