Friday Night Drabble Party!
Is it Friday already? Most excellent!
Welcome back to the Party! You know the rules: read the drabble, love the drabble, add to the drabble. Friday Night Drabble Party isn’t just about me anymore, yo! Get your 100 words down in that comments section and party-icipate!
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He Laughed
By
Jake Bible
He never feared the Darkness nor the creatures that lived in it. For millennia he watched and waited, his shadow but one amongst many.
He listened, unable to see because of the Darkness, and he heard. He knew when the time would be right. He knew when the opportunity would present itself.
So, unable to be held back any longer, he leapt from the Darkness and into the Vessel.
“It’s a boy,” the doctor pronounced.
The new parents were overjoyed. The baby was their miracle child. They had such dreams for him.
He saw that and he laughed.
He laughed…
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Disclaimer: I do not, nor have I ever, condone infant possession. Just saying.
Posted on February 22, 2013, in Friday Night Drabble Party and tagged apocalypse, bible, drabble, exclamation, fiction, genre, horror, jake, mech, mythology, science, science fiction, scifi, shotgun, undead, writing, zombie. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
I visit Mother
by David Heyes
“Why won’t she breastfeed?” Mother takes a long drag from her smoke. I wait for to exhale before replying.
“He bites. He draws blood.” I can’t meet her gaze.
“She could pump. I pumped for you and your sister you know.” Another cloud of silver smoke floats away from her unsolicited suggestion and hangs between us.
“He won’t drink it. He doesn’t drink milk or formula.”
Mother’s eyes lock on to me. I’m not sure if she’s going to weep or yell. “He’s 25lbs pounds already!”
And now I have to tell her. About the cats. About the neighbor’s husband.
accomplishment. The child they lost, the one who’s DNA they used to clone me my perfect empty vessel, that’s all they see. They make me laugh, Mother, Father. Those tears of joy they shed will soon be mine to devour. Oh the pain they’ve brought onto themselves.”
“Yes, you may leave tomorrow.” the Doctor said. “Just don’t skip on any of the checkups. This is a first beyond the laboratory. We need to keep a close eye on his development. Do you have a name yet?”
“We’ve decided on Christian.”
“Bloody fools.”
“Look at these fool’s, so proud of their accomplishment. The child they lost, the one who’s DNA they used to clone me my perfect empty vessel, that’s all they see. They make me laugh, Mother, Father. Those tears of joy they shed will soon be mine to devour. Oh the pain they’ve brought onto themselves.”
“Yes, you may leave tomorrow.” the Doctor said. “Just don’t skip on any of the checkups. This is a first beyond the laboratory. We need to keep a close eye on his development. Do you have a name yet?”
“We’ve decided on Christian.”
“Bloody fools.”