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Veldron 18 Veldron's Sage 18: The Escape
There wasn't much that I could rig together without tools, but since the cell was a primitive affair with an old mechanical lock and actual, physical bars that could be reached through, that wasn't really a problem. I took the camera anyway.
It's pretty hard to make a decent taser out of a camera, especially when the power source has to be improvised from unsuitable components, so I didn't have all that much faith in the improvised weapon in my hand as I crept out of the, for want of a better word, dungeon. As I'd expected, it barely seemed to tickle Longtooth as he leapt at me from behind the door. I wasn't
Veldron 17 Veldron's Saga 17: Striking a Deal
I wasn't sure why the Ultimate Justice Squad was working with a teenager who spoke to sea creatures, but suddenly the dolphin attack made some sort of sense. Neria had always been a bit of an annoyance to me, although she used her powers more for reconnaissance than actual fighting.
To their credit, the Squad treated my wounds acceptably after Seer managed to convince them not to play Operation looking for implants. The wounds weren't serious, mostly bruising from the dolphin attack (they took me by surprise, alright? Did you know that dolphins club seals to death with their heads? For fun? No? Well shut
Veldron 16Veldron 16: The Trouble With Unscannable Skin
That skin was the worst decision I'd ever made. Of course I had implants when you specialise in electronic gadgets, are immune to electromagnetic interference and have regenerative abilities, that's a given. But this sort of thing did not happen. The Ultimate Justice Squad did not torture helpless minor villains with knives. Like most people, they had probably mistaken my regenerative ability for a quick healing ability. I do heal slightly faster than average, but not at an astounding rate, not normally. Most people don't realise that those abilities only activate when I'm near death. It's
Veldron 15 Veldron's Saga 15: Examination Tables
I woke up strapped to an examination table.
That is never, ever a good sign. Wake up in a cell? Sure, I've done that before. Wake up strapped to a chair in an interrogation room? Wouldn't surprise me, given the circumstances. But heroes don't use examination tables. Examination tables are for people like me, except interested in biology instead of robotics and about seven times as crazy.
The logical conclusion would be that my captor was a psychotic villain, except that Longtooth was standing over by the door, watching me, turning a knife in his fingers. I don't think I've ever seen Longtooth actually
Veldron 14Veldron's Saga 14: A Pleasant Cruise
In the end I picked my cruise by price. It was apparently a new company. "Sunrise Cruises Capture the Experience!" In one week, from Peterhead. Plenty of time. The cheap cruise not only saved me money but lacked the normal security protocols; it didn't even really count as a cruise so much as an ocean tour to hoodwink stingy tourists.
The boat was the sort of small thing that you'd expect to see on a river, with peeling paint. There were only about thirty of us there for the trip, milling about awkwardly as we waited for the crew to show up. I could see regret creeping onto the faces of other pass
Do you know the taste of the universe?One day, when you’re five years old and made out of fractured sunlight and mirror shards, you sat down on the bench of the MAX train. You’re dressed in your winter coat and boots that are too big and one of your parents has pulled your hat too close over your ears.
You’re sitting next to your mother, and on the other side is a man that smells like loneliness, something that you’ll later know as cigarettes and alcohol and homelessness. He’s crying quietly into the top of his jacket and you’re scared to look because you’ve never seen an adult cry.
The train ride goes on for five minutes, which is a lo
A Reason to LiveIf only she had the guts to actually do it, to just leap among the cold waves and sink in death among the fish. She breathed in the smell and taste of saltwater, and water sprays hit her face, neck, and chest. She shivered slightly in the breeze from the waves, but she wasn’t really bothered by the chill. What weighed on her mind was something much deeper than the weather.
A pang of apprehension penetrated her heart as she envisioned her body being plunged into the water and weighted down by the strong waves. She thought about what it would be like to gulp in mouthful after mouthful of water, choking and never feeling any relief, b
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