WeepingWisteria

Lin drew his coat closer to himself, frowning. So far, the two people that had found them have been kind. But anyone new might not be. But he hadn’t immediately ...

Sawyer laughed. “This one fancies herself a time travel. A quick stint in an asylum should fix that right up.” Artemis growled from where she lay on the floor.

The ghost latched itself to Kyle’s neck again, choking him again with just as much fervor as before. Estella Fay crumpled to the ground, wheezing for breath as spots danced ...

“Is that some strange American thing?” Sawyer lowered the gun, looking at the other mercenary in confusion.

The mercenaries looked at each other. "Do you have any idea what that means?" "No, not at all." "Do you think it could be some political title?" Artemis's breath was ...

Sawyer sighed. "Look, American. I'm giving you one chance to walk away." "Sawyer!" "Shut up." Sawyer glared at the other mercenary. "She's done nothing wrong." "Uh, protecting a fugitive?" "She ...

The mercenary groaned. "Just kill the damn thing!" Artemis slowly tried to stand up again, whining the whole way. She crumpled again, closing her eyes. Maybe Dakota could get away, ...

Artemis felt the bullet hit her front thigh, just below her shoulder. She whimpered, crumbling to the floor for just a moment. Pain exploded through her like a blazing forest ...

Sawyer growled. "What are you doing? She'll rip you to pieces!" Artemis bit down on the bonds and tugged until the rope tore, stumbling back. Sawyer fired the gun with ...

Sawyer took a step closer. "I'm warning you!" Artemis was running out of time. She needed Dakota to calm down, or they would make everything worse. She nudged Dakota again.

Artemis growled, completely frozen from her place right against Dakota's bonds. She nosed them again. Dakota had to understand. Artemis wasn't going to hurt them. Sawyer clicked his revolver into ...

Artemis Artemis the wolf slowly approached Dakota, nosing at the binds on their wrist. One of the mercenaries pulled out a gun. “Don’t worry, American. We’ll protect you.”

Neptune stiffened. That wasn't exactly a mighty war cry of the British army, but any voice could signal that Neptune and Rain were doomed.

Off in the distance, a twig snapped, the sound so loud it might as well have been a gunshot.

Neptune nodded. "Yep."