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Owen hadn’t said a word since he had agreed to go back to the lodge. His mind was a wild combination of frantic and still, hyper-focused on the task at hand but running through infinite scenarios in what felt like minutes. His heart was in his throat but his breathing was slow and regulated...

HOW THE MIGHTY FALL... "She didn't." Hector answered with a dark grimace upon his features. A swift, directed nod revealed the tracks in the dirt and snow. You didn't need to be a hunter to see that some kind of fight broke out just a few feet away. It didn't last long, it seemed because the...

Two Weeks Prior: The Lodge The sketchbook was wrapped tightly in Andy’s long fingers. The green nail polish had long started to chip, leaving her nails looking worn as they tangled in the wire spiral of her book. She could see Nile out in the distance, staring at the fence and uttering the...

“Luca, hey stay with me!” Andy called, desperation clinging to every syllable. It felt like his blood was nearly up to her elbows. It pooled in her cuticles as she tried to keep pressure on the wound in his chest. The harder she pressed the more crimson seemed to bubble up and between her...

Owen turned to Hector and pulled out a free kitchen chair. “You. Sit your ass down for a minute yeah?” Owen shook his head. “I suppose it's about time I return the favor and help patch you up.” "For once…" the older man grunted before moving his injured body to the chair. He damn near...

“Alright, sounds like we have some cover fire. Let’s make this quick,” Owen said, putting down the radio. Colt and Aaron would both have their backs, which combined with the fact that Andy had pulled most of the fire into the treeline, they had a reasonably good chance of getting back to the...

Andy kept her hand laced in Luca’s as they raced through the woods. Occasionally she would tug at him to transfer him from one side of her to the other. Her path made little sense to him, she often turned where it seemingly made no sense to do so, her green eyes always on their feet rather than...

Andy let her hands brush against the coarse bark of the trees as she approached the clearing. Each branch seemed to try to grab her skin or her clothes to drag her back into their embrace, back into safety. The forest had always been a sanctuary for her, with any luck she could rely on it to be...

It had become increasingly difficult to lay down cover fire from the treeline. For one, Andy wasn’t nearly as talented with a crossbow as she was with a traditional bow. In some ways, it was easier, but she wasn’t as confident in her long-distance aim as she would have been. Thankfully she had...

Owen’s elbow was still firmly pressed into Charlotte's neck, but his gaze was on the floor, eyes darting back and forth as his brain quickly tried to process the bombshell that had just dropped. If he stopped for a moment to think it was pretty obvious this attack had been planned by Liam. He...

How did she not notice before? The blonde braids, the stupid fucking hat- it was all clicking together. How and why was Aubrey here? And why did she feel nothing but hot, white anger? She wanted to scream- demand answers- but she couldn’t help the tears welling in her eyes, her throat closing...

PART 2 Michel was never given a verbal answer but the way the older man’s body tensed in anticipation was probably answer enough. Hector quickly grabbed the firearms he had down in his lab and went as quickly as he could manage up the steps. “Niño, don’t!” A grizzly voice called from...

He had no idea who these people were or why in the hell they decided to attack the lodge, but Owen knew it wasn’t random. The cabin was too far off the beaten path, and it wasn’t like someone could just happen upon them. Either someone was followed on their way back from a supply run, or these...

It had been a quiet morning. Andy spent the first half giving out orders, (most of them to her brother) and had settled into her perch afterward, Irish coffee in hand. The burn of the alcohol mixed well with the heat of the beverage in the stainless steel travel mug. Her delicate fingers stuck...

December 16th, 2018 10:23am The Lodge Owen felt like he had barely recovered from his last run. It didn’t seem to matter how he stretched his muscles or tried to pop his back, everything still hurt and so he had resigned to just feel mildly uncomfortable. Sleeping on Michael’s floor, combined...