Not-so Happy Halloween

The rookie cop's stomach lurched and said blood.  It wouldn't stop saying it. It was everywhere.  It seemed the very air had turned red.  What had happened?  Now his head said the word.  Blood.  It  wouldn't go away.  The beast who had been terrorizing his cities alleys had struck again.

The Fallen Return

The orb cast its sickly green glow over the firmament. Once an Archon, it was poisoned by the Lightbringer and was now used as his liaison to The Throne. It brought ill tidings- the Host was going to receive Fallen visitors. But what was lost couldn't be regained by force.

You Moo-ve me

Passion filled his soul as her brown eyes held him captivated. He had long wanted the outdoorsy type. But perhaps it was not meant to be. Society deemed their love unsuitable. He didn't care. His love could not be stopped by such things.

Damn! Was the farmer back early?!

Rooby Rooby Roo!

Being led away in handcuffs was not the worst part.  A bleak future of hearings, trials, public embarrassment and a possible lengthy incarceration were not the worst part.  Looking back over his plan he still couldn't believe it had failed at all, much less so completely.  Curse those meddling kids!