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Alternate ending to The Daughter of Captain GalaxyMax noticed Sarah rummage around in her bag again; she paid little attention to it and studied the cell door again trying to think of a way out. Then all she felt was pressure in her back as the knife slid in. Her body went limp as she fell to the floor. The knife was pulled out and her body kicked over so she could look at she attacker, Sarah. She was wiping the bloody blade down with a detached look on her face. She glanced down at her then stepped on her chest, exacerbating the wound.Alternate ending to The Daughter of Captain Galaxy by WCReaf
"’Friends’ you seriously bought that?" She put the knife back in its sheaf and slid both onto her belt before going up to the glass door and lightly tapping on it, "I had expected more from the daughter of the great Madam. Oh well. I'm sure the lab boys will love cutting you up more than I did."
"Oh, your lungs haven't completely filled with blood yet, pity. Let's have a stab at some cliché villainy, shall we." She grinned a bit when she emphasised 'stab' and sat on top of Max
The Daughter of Captain GalaxySarah got up to do her daily tasks, thinking through all the things she needed to do that day, trying not to add any prohibited items to the list that she'd rather be doing. Cleaning, making breakfast, setting things in order, easy stuff to make her mind wander while waiting for her dad to get up. She had the routine memorised by now, knew when he'd be up and when he'd be down for breakfast. She liked the order, nice and organised.The Daughter of Captain Galaxy by WCReaf
As she set the table her dad came downstairs in his oversized red sweater that she didn't care for. He gave the usual flattering compliments and they sat down to eat. The TV was on in the background, the news as always, it was her dad’s way of keeping track of things for his 'job', he hated that word. He never considered what he does as a job. It was just something he does because he can. Though it was a bit different than most, not the usual career path, since instead of accounting or being a butcher he was a superhero.
Captain Galaxy they called him.
One MomentCan a single moment be worth it? Be worth all the stress and hardship that came to make that moment possible? And when that moment comes could one take the risks required in order to achieve it? With the seemingly endless frustration from feeling helpless and lost, with none to turn to, slowing creeping further and further in? The pain and hardship of saying nothing and acting like everything's normal? Can one moment be worth it? Bettie Wilson is trying to find that answer.One Moment by WCReaf
In a quiet little pub on a Thursday night a group of friends sat in a corner. It was an old style place, with little cracks and wear and tear that showed its age. They regularly met up there because it was nice and quiet for the most part, unless there was a football match going on. But that night was special, they were saying goodbye to one of them.
Dan was talking to Luke, both were in their early twenties with short dark hair. Luke had just finished university and moving onto greener pastures, "So what're you go
SmilesIt was that smile of hers I first noticed. Well her cute little face was the first thing, but her smile was what drew my attention. So warm and inviting. It could suck you in and you'd be powerless to resist, I found that out first hand. Her name is Alex and I fell in love with her smile.Smiles by WCReaf
We met in our first year at university, at one of the many welcome events that were held. It was more of a "get drunk, dance, and meet other drunk people" event, which thinking back on it was most of the uni events. I was dragged there by a friend, Phoebe, who wanted to go but didn't want to go alone, so I went to keep her company and out of trouble. I hated it, as I knew I would since I can't stand alcohol, but she seemed to have a good time. We had just spent what felt like an hour on the dance floor and needed a break, so we sat down in the outdoor balcony area, which was at least slightly away from the loud music. Some guy Phoebe had been dancing with, or near, it was hard to tell, came and sat do