The Alkaline Man - 10The boys jumped up when they saw us coming, all charming smiles. The girl remained where she was. Maggs waved happily, and they returned the gesture, each in their own way. The boys were all half bows and two fingered wave-salutes, very smooth. The girl just cocked her head up in a little reverse nod. Maggs kept on walking ahead of me to meet them. The boys took her bags, and they exchanged some sort of smiling pleasantries I didn't catch. I stayed behind, looking on in shock.The Alkaline Man - 10 by Kereth-Midknight
The moments passed like eons before our eyes met. Both boys looked up in unison. They seemed more curious than surprised. Something was asked to Maggs, and she turned around, only just noticing that I'd fallen behind.
She ran back to me, her face plastered with an apologetic, almost motherly smile.
“Come on,” she said, taking me by the hand and towing me back toward the others. “I'll introduce you.”
I returned her a weak smile, then turned it squarely on the boys, allowing myself to be led
The Alkaline Man - 9Maggs's “jackpot” consisted of several closed tupperware containers filled with dry cereal, a few jars of baby food, a can of powdered baby formula and an unopened box, labeled “Organic Baby Meal.” There were also diapers and bottles and lotions and small clothes and other associated baby needs in the bag, but these were discarded. They packed the rest of their scant findings in the available space and took the bag with them. It was nearly five o'clock by now, and Maggs declared it officially time to meet back up with the others.The Alkaline Man - 9 by Kereth-Midknight
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The familiar pangs of social anxiety gripped me as I followed Maggs toward the designated meeting place. It was awkward enough getting to know Maggs for the first time, but now I was being led off to join up with a group of . . . how many other people? To join them on Maggs's invitation. Would they be okay with that? Did Maggs have the authority to invite me? What if she didn't, or they disagreed? What if this was a misunderst
The Alkaline Man - 7They called themselves “Los Gentes.” It was an unusual name for a drug cartel. Usually, such groups would name themselves after their place of origin, or in some cases after the name of their leaders. Failing that, they'd pick something that would intimidate their enemies or inspire their members. “Los Gentes” was none of these things. It meant simply “The People.” Still, it was a name that suited them.The Alkaline Man - 7 by Kereth-Midknight
In the turbulent political climate of modern Mexico, drug cartels rose and fell like the winter sun. What was one day the biggest, most dangerous band in all the nation might the next day find its leadership dead or in prison, its members scattered and its structure reduced to a crumbled shell, the pieces just waiting to be absorbed by the next big gang of hoodlums standing in line. The new gang would be every bit as bloodthirsty, every bit as ambitious, and when you looked at the rank and file of their members, almost every bit the exact same people
Apocalypse Island/Excerpt IIIThe man quickly reached for his hunting knife in the sheath on his belt. Luckily, he hadn't lost it in the fall. He quickly unsheathed it and found his footing beneath him. The undead was swiftly barrelling towards him now, fiercely screaming at a deafening tone. Its mouth hung awkwardly low as if it had a broken jaw. Its eyes bugged out of its head with frightening rage and intensity. The undead's army fatigues were soiled and bloody, but not old. This being had not been undead long. The man readied himself as the undead drew closer. Just as it was about to engulf him, the man quickly juked to one side and swept the undead's legs out from beneath him. The undead flipped end over end and violently smacked the ground. The man quickly took advantage of his opportunity and lunged toward the undead and buried his knife into the back of its head.Apocalypse Island/Excerpt III by ReqiuemCatharsis
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