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Pocket JohnI sighed, resting my chin in my hands as I watched Sherlock get ready to leave. He was off to work on a case, and I was going to be sitting here, alone as usual. "Oh, don't look so down dear," Ms. Hudson said, noticing my crestfallen face as she handed Sherlock his scarf. "You wouldn't want to go out anyways, not in your condition."
She was right, of course. This 'condition', as we had termed it, made me less able then usual to go along with Sherlock's escapades. It was a result of a series of rather unusual accidental occurrences that happened almost two weeks ago, most of which were Sherlock's fault. He had been messing around with some experimental science nonsense, and when I got caught in the crossfire… well, how do I say this without sounding ridiculous? I shrunk, for lack of a better term. I now stand at about 14 centimeters (or 5.5 inches, for the American readers). It all happened rather quickly, and I am actually ashamed to say that I am fairly used to it by now. Still, I hav
Jinx: Chapter 6Nobody moved for a while, all in shock at the series of events that had just occurred. Mocha was still sobbing, and Alexandria was crying quietly as well. To lose one of their group so suddenly, and when they were so close to their destination, was unsettling to say the least. With a shaking hand John pushed a combination of buttons, and both doors to the airlock opened simultaneously. They stayed open this time, letting in the air of this new planet.
Slowly, dazedly, David unfastened himself and stood up. Making his way to the airlock he took a deep breath and strode through, taking his first step on a new world. Breathing deeply he inhaled the fresh air, air that smelled different than on Torrin. Above him tall, needle-filled trees reached to the sky, and green strands of vegetation bent under his feet. The star that Earth revolved around shone in the sky, its beams filtering lazily through the trees.
He felt somebody come up behind him, and when they gently touched his arm he knew i
Jinx: Chapter 5David woke up strapped in his chair, his neck cramped as usual from sleeping in such an awkward position. "I can't wait to sleep in a real bed," he muttered, stretching and taking a look around. Everybody else was asleep; even John looked like he was about to nod off at the wheel. "My turn to drive I suppose," David whispered to himself, and undoing his straps made his way up to the front.
"John," he whispered, shaking the pilot gently by the shoulder. "I can drive now, it's your turn for sleep."
John looked up with a start, his eyes slightly unfocused from exhaustion. "Thanks kiddo," he mumbled, and after fumbling for the seatbelt detached himself and slunk over to the copilot's chair. Practically falling into it he strapped himself in and fell asleep almost instantly.
Watching him with a smile David got himself comfortable in the driver's seat and resumed manual control of the wheel, taking the time to double check their fuel levels and direction. "Right on track," he whispered, and
Jinx: Chapter 4"We should probably decide on a few things before we land on this new planet," said David. It was their fifth day of travel, and by now they had reached the galaxy holding their destination.
"Like what?" Nathaniel asked, sitting on the floor with Sky leaning on his shoulder. They had taken to sitting on the floor in circles; that way, everyone could easily see and talk to one another.
"Well, if a human comes up to us and asks us who we are, how will we introduce ourselves? It's these sort of things that we need to figure out before we get there," David replied, looking serious.
Brittany sighed, brushing her multicolored hair back with a hand. "Why can't we just tell them we're from Torrin and we need a place to stay?"
"Nobody on Earth has made contact with other races yet," David explained. "They're like we were before we knew about Vectract. They think they're alone in the universe. If we came out and just told them we're from another planet, who knows how that would go! No, it's best
Twenty-three years before the crippling of Crown Prince James III
He was fourteen and she was probably aged about the same, give or take a few years. It had been an hour since he'd met her.
He hated her already.
She scowled behind him and likely shared the sentiment as they scampered up the hillside in a desperate attempt to escape the roaring mob that seemed to be growing perpetually larger and coming ever-closer. Gabriel would have liked to say that it was all her fault he was in this situation, though it was his careless nicking ofwhat was it? A chicken that started the first old woman running, but how was he supposed to know that she'd stumble and fall and everyone else would think he'd assaulted her?
He hadn't. He'd taken the chicken, snapped its neck and run, because he hadn't eaten meat in weeks and he was starting to feel the affects on his already weak limbs.
This is what happens, he thought. This is what happens when you live like th
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