Mimic and the Magpie: Chapter 3 by Syphera113, literature
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Mimic and the Magpie: Chapter 3
The final bell rang as the students hurried out of the school, anxious to get home. Most of the students filed onto the buses that had been awaiting outside, but I decided to walk home as usual since I did not live too far away.
I was rather anxious to get home myself, hoping to avoid any more incidents with Michael, and hoping to see Maggie waiting at the window. She was always able to calm me down after a hard day. The thought of seeing the neatly kept Magpie made me smile. The smile soon fell from my face as the horrible feeling in my gut returned with a renewed strength.
Something told me to check if anyone was behind me. I did so, takin
Mimic and the Magpie: Chapter 2 by Syphera113, literature
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Mimic and the Magpie: Chapter 2
My attention was suddenly drawn to the sound of fluttering wings pulling me out of my frantic state. I was unable to stifle a giggle as I looked back to see Maggie flying to catch up with me.
"Hey Maggie! I guess you have somewhere to be as well?"
The bird responded with a simple caw and a flutter of her wings. This brought a smile to my face as I continued towards my destination.
After a while I finally made it to my school and I waved goodbye to the Magpie as she flew off to her unknown destination. The smile I had previously been wearing fell off my face as I looked at the towering school, its shadow resting right before my feet. Do not
Hello there. My name is Jessica Magby, or, at least that is what I used to be called. Don't worry, I will explain that later on. I am a simple stocky 18 year old teen with short, messily cut, dirt brown hair and grass green eyes. I usually wear a simple pair of baggy black pants and a black and grey striped hooded mid sleeved shirt and I actively avoid makeup. I will inform you now that I am not a goth or emo (no offense to anyone) I just prefer to wear a lot of black. It is such a calming color...or, absence of color for that matter.
Anyway, there's nothing really interesting about me. I'm not a popular student, nor am I a constantly bullie
Story Idea (Sorry No Title Yet) by Syphera113, literature
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Story Idea (Sorry No Title Yet)
She tightened her grip around the hilt of the blade held within her lightly tanned hand. The long sword shone a menacingly crimson red in the pale moonlight. The very weapon many of her comrades looked down at her for and the blade that will take the life of her assigned target. She silently slid down the darkly tiled rooftop until she made it to the very edge. A quick look through a window ensured no one to be up and about. In one swift motion she swung down and entered the building through a window left ajar.
Her pale white eyes scanned the surroundings, looking for any sign of the tyrant. The hallways were empty except for a few strange pa
Vampires On B-Baker Street-Chapter 7 by Syphera113, literature
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Vampires On B-Baker Street-Chapter 7
Sherlock had to knock on the door with his foot to get Mrs. Hudson to open it. Once the door was opened the landlady smiled brightly at seeing that her two dearies were okay. She then got them inside, reprimanding the detective, telling him to never worry her like that again. After giving her an apologetic hug, Sherlock had gotten Mrs. Hudson to help Jane change into a clean pair of pajamas while he made some tea in the kettle.
The Vampire returned to the doctors room to find Mrs. Hudson tucking her in like a mother would to her child. Jane smiled kindly up at the landlady before muttering a tired thank you.
“Get some rest now, okay.&r
Vampires On B-Baker Street-Chapter 6 by Syphera113, literature
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Vampires On B-Baker Street-Chapter 6
Sherlock grunted as another fist made contact with his ribs. The instincts in his entire being was telling him to defend himself, to attack these cowards, but he knew that if he did then Mrs. Hudson and Jane would be killed. When Jane was called into Surgery Sherlock had hit a dead end and decided to head back to the flat. But, upon entering the flat, he was greeted by three Werewolves sitting calmly in the sitting room. He knew that they must have snuck in while Mrs. Hudson was busy for she did not warn him of any guests. The detective’s mind quickly devised a plan of attack if needing to do so, but the plan came to a halt when they sp
Vampires On B-Baker Street-Chapter 5 by Syphera113, literature
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Vampires On B-Baker Street-Chapter 5
“-ne...Ja-...Jane...-ake up!”
The doctor’s eyes fluttered open as her senses returned. Jane quickly became aware that she was lying down on the couch of the sitting room. Everything slowly came back into focus. She looked up to see a slightly relieved Mrs. Hudson.
“Oh good, you’re awake.” She sighed, placing a hand over her heart.
‘Mrs. Hudson, ” She spoke wearily, her mind fighting off the previous sleep. “what happened?”
Her usually sparkling eyes were filled with concern as she explained.
“Sherlock’s gone. Those men took him.”
That got Jane sitting upright from w
Vampires On B-Baker Street-Chapter 4 by Syphera113, literature
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Vampires On B-Baker Street-Chapter 4
It had been a few months since then. Jane had come to learn that the silver haired man’s name was Greg Lestrade. She even learned that Lestrade was a Werewolf. It was made pretty obvious when Sherlock had gotten the Inspector a little too agitated during a case. She had also come to know Sherlock’s brother, Mycroft Holmes, who of which was also a Vampire. Apparently their Vampire blood line goes farther back then anyone can track. She had become acquainted with Molly Hooper, an Animagus who was quite fond of Sherlock. Jane had also met Donovan-human, and Anderson-Werewolf. She had come to ignore the rude comments made by those two