Doubts 3 - Follow Becky's intimate thoughts as she navigates her day.

Into The Light (Part 3 of 6)

by Erisian

Chapter Twelve - Transit

I was in the back seat of yet another SUV. This time it was a green one being driven by Colin Forsyth, the Lieutenant from the phone conference between Director Goodman and Mrs. Carson. Mrs. Shugendo, a tall Asian woman, sat up front. Poor Khan was stuck once more in his travel cage and I had to admit I did feel grateful to Soren for the scope of the scholarship I was sure he had arranged for me. It had included paying for all sorts of details, as one would expect from a scholarship: books, school supplies, tuition (including room and board), and uniforms. To my (and the Director’s) surprise it also covered all related expenses for bi-annual transport to and from the school via chartered plane out of the closest airport to the school.

Don’t get me wrong, though - Soren still deserved a boot to the head for what he’d done. I’d thank him for the money after.

"Have fun," Janet said with a smirk as Ellie headed out the front door. "And don't stay out too-"

"Bye!" Ellie said with a smug smirk, before closing the door behind her. "Don't wait up!"

"-Late," Janet sighed, before allowing herself a quiet chuckle. "Kids..."

Into The Light (Part 2 of 6)

by Erisian

Chapter Five - Homeward

As Danielle and I seemed physically fine, Mark pushed to get us released from the hospital the next day. Dr. Kirov however kept trying to make excuses for us both to stay longer. Apparently Danielle’s blood would simply dissipate after a few minutes once collected, and my own blood was described as ‘exceptionally and unusually clean’ - without any proper explanation of what they meant by that.

His argument had mostly to do with the potential risks of burnout after manifestations, but neither of us exhibited any symptoms so the doctor had a hard time making it sound persuasive. Especially seeing how they weren’t finding any mutation markers in my DNA which meant I was a meta-human of some kind, and Danielle had originally manifested her mutation ten years ago.

Still, he did force us each into an ‘enhanced’ MRI scanner which not only was loud and uncomfortable, but had these weird multi-colored ‘magical energy’ crystals adorning it that were supposed to do some kind of resonance scan. The damn thing made me nauseous - I was told that was normal after I got out. Whatever the results of it all had been, they weren’t anything medical that would prevent us from traveling to a different facility. Mark even tried to reassure Dr. Kirov that the DPA facility had a full medical staff and emergency equipment in case anything happened.

It wasn’t until the afternoon that I’d finally had enough and carried through on my threat to call a lawyer. They may have thought I was bluffing earlier when I had mentioned it, but Isaiah, my best friend of many years, was an attorney and I had planned on calling him soon anyway.

Into The Light (Part 1 of 6)

by Erisian

Chapter One - Emergence

When most people think of Los Angeles they think of traffic. Lots of traffic, with cars jammed onto the numerous freeways all creeping along like ants stuck in molasses trying to get every which way at speeds that cause everyone’s gas mileage to suffer horrible degradations. When just one of the main routes from the ‘westside’ to ‘the valley’ underwent construction that required its closing, the news media dubbed those weekends of closures ‘Carmageddon’.

Tonight’s traffic was infinitely more deserving of that name.

The Answer To A Maiden's (?) Prayer Chapter Three

I suppose there are worse nicknames to be stuck with than “Miss Steak”, even if it is constantly in need of explanation ( No, not Mistake, Miss Steak) but I still hadn't entirely forgiven Rocky for landing me with it. That said, in over a month of volunteering at the homeless shelter I'd discovered there was a lot more to him than the brash youth who'd compared me to a steak dinner before being slapped down by James, aka Sir Galahad, aka Hopalong, aka Shaft, the man who'd founded and ran the shelter.

Ken smiled and nodded. “No problem mystery girl.”

I could feel the blood leave my face. Already Tina's dad had started snooping. And apparently he hit my firewall.

Our amnesiac transsexual girl on the run is in hiding with worldly loudmouth pimp LeBron and young hunky wanna-be cowboy Reese, holed in a cheap motel. An uneasy truce exists between them as they play happy families and try to find out more about the mysterious Executive Solutions and who is Kelsey Rika?

The Synopsis

“Alright,” Susan started the meeting, “ “Muslin,” she pointed, “Glue. Troughs. Someone run downsair and start filling some five gallon buckets with water. The rest of you get that tarp down, and start setting up.”

Executive Solutions

Michele Nylons

Chapter Two – State Forest

Our amnesiac transsexual heroine is on the run from Executive Solutions and the two assassins who tried to frame her for the murder of infamous mob boss Frank Delgado. It's out of the frying pan into the fire when she narrowly escapes her pursuers. She finds sanctuary at a small motel where she meets wanna-be cowboy Reese.

You can find life even in the most frozen tundra (notes from an explorer).

Once, Betelgeuse VII was a paradise for transgender people and rare sexual minorities, but now, the planet is in chaos. Its economy is collapsing. The sun might go supernova at anytime if neon fusion doesn't start in its core. People are captive, there is no way out and the sun might explode soon.

Callie's sexual assault case finally comes to court.

Executive Solutions

By

Michele Nylons

Chapter One – Amnesia

Transsexual is drugged in a cheap hotel room and loses her memory; framed for a crime she didn't commit but why? Who is Kelsey Reka and who is Executive Solutions? Tranny on the run needs to find the answers.

Please heed the cautions...

Those who enter here, lose any hope (Dante Alighieri - Inferno).

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade

Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.

When a sheep moves away, the whole flock will follow (ancient saying).

Cowards run first, valiants go straight and the innocents take all the damage (a warrior).

Biker Bitch

Michele Nylons

Chapter Twelve: The Last Ride

The final chapter in this saga. Cassie has to return to Diego Martinez house to wrap up the FBI case against the Cartel as FBI decides to wrap up the Biker Bitch operation.

"How did we do today?" asked the older man, Joe
His son, John looked up from counting the cash from their usual Saturday market stall where they sold eggs that came from their smallholding.

"About a hundred down on last month," replied John with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"That's two weeks in a row. Any ideas why?"

John knew the answer bit his father might not appreciate the answer. After a moment's hesitation, he decided to tell him.
"Isn't it a bit obvious?"

Joe looked at his son for a second then he realised what his son was hinting at.