Wade realized he'd found a kindred spirit the moment Hannah spoke her second sentence. What're the odds? A pang of elation and excitement struck his mind. He'd been participating in discussions and side chats and often-heated arguments ever since he'd found the Web. A decent portion of that had, of ...

(WADE CARTWRIGHT: PREGAME START!) "What're you working on today?" The sudden half-whisper took Wade off-guard. He was immediately startled into focus, having been so absorbed in his latest reading that he hadn't noticed Hannah approaching (or sneaking up on?) him at all. His first instinc...

-she couldn't. The second barrage of hits she attempted overshot the other person -- a vague mess of skin and hair and colors in her eyes -- and she continued stumbling. Directly into the path of some bookshelves. All she could think of was the anger at having missed them, the fact they were fleeing...

Only moments later, there was a ruckus from the two on the inside. The critical focus of Leslie's momentum slipped naturally toward them. Get inside and take them both down in one, smooth, overpowering motion! Green Hair Boy first, of course, then that chick tagging along with him- Whirling around o...

((Leslie Price continued from God in Three Persons .)) And that wasn't very long at all. Just two or three minutes at the very most. Leslie's awareness of the impending confrontation gave everything an adrenaline spike. Primal thrill. Intellectually, she knew all about it. Disconcertingly atavistic ...

"Got anything you'd rather be doing?" In truth, no. As a child, he'd been to ocean-side camping trips many times before, on isolated homes in quiet neighborhoods and deserted state parks. This wasn't much different, except it'd likely be near his final resting place both in space and time...

All that was fair, but Wade still felt a little bit like they were trying to substitute for a shower. It was a fair point. He hadn't been keeping any track of peoples' bodily odors, but from all his previous experience they probably smelled like shit after four days. "You've got a point, but st...

((Wade Cartwright continued from No One Gets Left Behind .)) "The only way we're ever getting those is through the best kill award-reward. I don't think any of us are-are really keen on earning that distinction." Wade simply stretched out on the grass. This particular spot was very free of...

The wounded girl saw Leslie, pointed her out, then ran. The boy and Korean Bitch saw, then they ran too after a few moments. So much for interaction. Leslie was barely halfway toward them from the crest; the terrain was insanely treacherous. She had no chance of catching up at her careful pace. She ...

((G064: LESLIE PRICE. START!)) At first, Leslie could've believed that she was dreaming. Everything was murky. Everything was vague. Her mind wasn't really getting it together. Just meandering between half-formed whispers of thought, like in dreams. Her body was a non-object. Numb. Non-existent. Sh...

The images played in Leslie's eyes slowly, as though filmed by a high-speed camera. Nancy's hand was faster on the draw, and she grabbed the gun. There was no chance of winning unarmed. Too late. Nancy raised the gun. Why had she done this? Why had she chased after that damn boy? Why had she gotten ...

If the screwdriver made any sound going in, Leslie didn't hear it. She was instantly hit by bursts of shock and adrenaline as a horrific pain tore into her arm and wouldn't stop. She might've screamed, too, couldn't be sure-- the gun! Attempting to awkwardly pivot herself from on top of Nancy, she c...

Leslie's body simply slammed on top of Nancy's, the blow against bare rock softened by the low energy and all the flesh in between. A dull and faint spak . No pain followed it, but she had ended up in an awkward prone stance with no leverage. She positioned herself for another blow, but her legs cau...

((Leslie Price continued from ONE MILLION TROOPS.)) Panic first. She hadn't known if it had been hours or days. The sun was in the wrong place when she had woken up, and everything felt lilted now as though it were a dream again. Somewhere along the line, she'd chided her past self for not reading u...

There was absolutely no hope. No hope to escape that grim fate in any way, no hope to change anything about their world short of a fully-armed uprising, and even that wouldn't have helped the really small folks (mice, skunks, otters, whatnot) unless they magically pulled three-dimensional maneuver g...